Corporate Retreat- The Enslavement of Dana

CORPORATE RETREAT: The Enslavement of Dana By Peter King © Copyright Peter King, 2011 The right of Peter King to be identified as the author of this book has been asserted in accordance with Section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights and Patents Act 1988. All rights reserved. Except for use in any review, the reproduction or utilization of this work in whole or in part in any form by any electronic mechanical or other means, now known or hereafter invented, including xerography, photocopying, and recording, or in any information storage or retrieval system, is forbidden without the written permission of the author. All characters in this book have no existence outside the imagination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names. They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure invention. This electronic book published by Fiction4All Imprint: FetishWorld Ebooks http://www.a1adultebooks.com

This is a simple tale of what can happen when a girl denies her sexuality and then is forced to confront it. Follow Dana as she falls into an escape-proof trap and is forced to abandon everything she ever believed in to survive. When her captors expose her to her dark side, she cannot help but acknowledge it. She will transform from a virginal good girl into a wanton whore, and you are invited to come along for the ride.

Prologue Succeeding in corporate America is hard enough, with most people toiling namelessly as the pawns of those in control. It is even harder when you are an attractive woman who chooses not to sleep her way to the top. Dana Graves was one of them, thinking that after two years in a low level position at a massive ad agency, her chances of moving up without succumbing to the not so subtle advances of her superiors was slim. But even though she knew what they wanted to help her climb the ladder, they were too sly to ever blatantly state it. So she resigned herself to a life of mediocrity, which was at least better than where she came from. Born to poor parents in the Midwest, she grew up with very little. Her parents were devout Christians, who felt that life was just a prelude to the next life in heaven. So it did not bother them that they had next to nothing, but Dana had aspirations. As soon as she graduated high school and turned eighteen she struck out on her own, heading to New York City. She avoided the trap many naïve country girls fall into in the big city, finding two decent waitress jobs and working her way through college. Once she graduated she thought life would improve after she landed a job at Masters & Masters, a large advertising agency. But soon she found that while it paid her bills, she was trapped in a low level position without much hope of advancement, unless she prostituted herself for her superiors. Then one day she was called into her supervisor‟s office and she thought everything was going to change. He told her that one of her ideas for the firm‟s largest client, a twenty million dollar annual account, noticed a campaign she had proposed. He wanted to meet her and see who this sharp new mind really was. A meeting was scheduled and she was thrilled that maybe she would finally be recognized for her hard work and ideas, rather than her appearance. What she did not know was that this client, Mr. Avery Lyle, had recently caught sight of her and took a fancy to her appearance, not her campaign. As she prepared for this meeting she had no idea that another plan was in place, one that would change her entire life. This story begins the day of that meeting.

Chapter 1: A Meeting and an Invitation Dana Graves stood in the elevator still shocked that this was actually happening. It was climbing to the fiftieth floor, where the executive offices were. She was so nervous she could feel her palms sweating and she rubbed them against her wool skirt, not wanting Mr. Lyle to feel her flesh so clammy when she shook his hand. She wanted this meeting to go well, since her entire future was riding on it. The thought of possibly getting a promotion and an office, rather than the cramped cubicle she worked in, was a thrilling possibility. She stared at her reflection in the mirrored sliding doors of the elevator car. She was wearing a gray wool suit, with a matching jacket and skirt. Her legs were covered in gray toned stockings and matching shoes, and with her crisp white blouse, she thought she looked very business-like. Her long auburn hair was pulled back and tied into a ponytail. Her makeup was sparse, not wanting to use her natural good looks to influence Mr. Lyle. She was five feet five inches tall, five eight in her heels, with a curvaceous body that weighed one hundred and twenty pounds. Her breasts were a 38D cup, but were tightly restrained by her bra and jacket, as she tried to downplay her femininity. She even chose a high-necked blouse, so she would not show any cleavage to the client. She mistakenly believed this client was interested in her mind, not her body. When the car reached the fiftieth floor a bell chimed and the doors slid open to reveal a woman sitting at a receptionist desk across the hall from the elevator. Dana walked up to the desk and said, “I have an appointment with Mr. Masters and Mr. Lyle.” “Yes Miss Graves, down that hall, the third door on the left. They are waiting for you,” said the woman, pointing to her right. “Thank you,” Dana said, before turning and walking down the hallway. Her stomach was doing flip-flops as she moved towards the office She reached the door, and saw that placard mounted on it said, „Mr. Andrew Masters.‟ She knocked on it and heard, „Come in,‟ called out from the other side of it. Bracing herself, she twisted the doorknob and stepped inside. A man was sitting behind a desk and he stood up as she entered. Another man, sitting in a chair facing the desk, also stood and turned to face her. “Good day Miss Graves, I am Mr. Masters and this is Mr. Lyle, please take a seat,” said the man behind the desk as he gestured to the empty seat beside Mr. Lyle. “Hello gentlemen,” she said, as she took her seat, watching them as they each then sat back down on their chairs. Mr. Lyle then said, “I was very impressed with your idea for my account, but I had no idea that you would also be a lovely young woman.” “Thank you Mr. Lyle,” Dana replied, suddenly blushing at this handsome man‟s compliment. He was older with his wavy dark hair speckled with tinges of gray. She sort of expected him to be an older pudgier man, but now realized that her preconceived notion of a rich client was way off base. She also noticed that Mr. Masters was handsome too, as she never met any of the named partners in the firm before today. He seemed even

older with his hair mostly gray, but his face, like Mr. Lyle‟s, was chiseled and strong looking. After the initial introduction the conversation turned to business and Dana spent the better part of an hour laying out her campaign. Though she was nervous, she made sure to cover all the aspects they would expect, and their positive responses to her presentation helped to build her confidence. By the time she finished she felt very comfortable, even making jokes with the two men. Then they looked at each other and she saw them smile and nod to each other, it seemed like a promising reaction to the anxious woman. Mr. Lyle then said, “Well Andrew, it seems to me that you may have a budding account executive here. Perhaps we should invite Miss Graves to the retreat next week so we can develop this campaign; it seems like the way I want to go.” “I agree Avery, our Miss Graves does seem to have a very sharp mind and this proposal is very promising,” replied Mr. Masters. Then he turned to the thrilled Dana and said, “Would you like to join a few of us for a week at the corporate resort?” Dana was stunned, she had heard of the company resort, situated on a private island near Bermuda. It was a place that only the elite in the company ever saw, and here she was being offered a chance to go! She smiled at Mr. Masters and said, “I would be happy to do whatever you need to develop this campaign, and thank you for the opportunity.” “There are two simple conditions Miss Graves,” said Mr. Lyle, “One, you must be prepared to work long hours. And two, you must call me Avery and my friend here, Andrew.” “Of course Mister…uh, Avery, whatever pleases you,” Dana replied, blushing again. “May we call you Dana?” Avery asked her. “That would be fine Avery.” “Very good Dana, now since we are leaving on Saturday why don‟t you take tomorrow off and we will have the company limousine pick you up at eight AM Saturday? You should bring some lighter clothing; it is very warm on the island.” Then they both stood up and she followed suit, shaking their hands before she left. As she walked down the hall her mind was reeling, she could not believe she was going to the retreat, and more importantly she was likely getting a promotion too! The balance of the day was like a dream and when she left that night she hoped she would never see that cramped cubicle again. That was about the only thing she was thinking about that would come true. After Dana left Mr. Masters office, Avery said to his friend Andrew, “I am betting she has a splendid body under that conservative suit.” “We will find out soon enough. I will contact Victoria and Hans to let them know we have a special guest coming this time,” replied Andrew. “And you have thoroughly vetted her? No chance of someone causing us problems if she disappears?” “Our investigator tells us that she has parents in Iowa, but she has not talked to them in years. He has been watching her for over a month, no real friends or any relationships, she is a loner who works and then goes home.”

“He is prepared to erase her existence?” “Once we pick her up the process will start. Within a week it will appear as if she packed up and left town, no one will have a clue, not that I expect anyone to look.” “It‟s been a while since we took on a new toy, but I think I may want to add this one to my personal stable. I have been considering returning Greta to the corporate coffle and maybe this is the right time.” “Greta? What in God‟s name can be wrong with her?” “Despite her strikingly good looks, she has started to develop a disturbing sense of pride. She seems to consider herself better than my other slaves, even Mei Ling.” “Big mistake there, we all know Mei has no peer when it comes to submission, a more perfect slave does not exist.” “That is why I will bring both of them with me this weekend. Greta can take on the duties of company pain slut, while Mei provides the kind of care Dana will need once she discovers her predicament.” “Marvelous! Both Greta and Mei at the same retreat, this will be a momentous occasion!” exclaimed Andrew, visibly elated by his partner‟s statement. “Which of your executives will be joining us?” “I think just my brother, with your added guests I don‟t want to feel crowded. We have four other slaves in residence already, with the supervisory staff the villa will be crowded enough.” “As you say, but I suspect you want a lot of time with Dana before I whisk her off to my place.” „You think you saw her first? When I discovered that little diamond hiding downstairs and found out how perfect she was for our purposes, I simply made sure you would see her too. When you came to me after finding her I had already started the process of acquiring her. But given our long history I will defer to you with this one, who knows maybe I will take Greta as one of my personal slaves.” “If you so choose, but only after Greta gets a proper punishment. If you are considering taking her after the retreat then I will have to develop a punishment regimen for the duration of our stay. If you want her after that she will be in a much better frame of mind to serve you going forward.” “Agreed, now let‟s get to work, we have a lot to do before we leave.” The two men shook hands and then Avery left to gather his slaves and head for the island. Andrew made his own arrangements with both men feeling the thrill of the hunt stirring within them. Even though their prey was already ensnared, the fun part was about to begin. Dana could barely sleep that night, but she was still full of energy on Friday morning when she went out to shop. She looked at her wardrobe and realized she had nothing appropriate for a trip to the tropics. She cringed as she rang up a large credit card bill, something she never did, but she still bought enough new clothes for a week at the retreat. She even bought two bathing suits, a nice one piece and a sexy bikini, not sure how comfortable she would be to wear it, but she loved the way it looked on her. By the time she was done, even buying a new set of luggage, she had spent over a week‟s pay. But she expected a promotion and a raise after this week, since she planned to make sure she did whatever was necessary to secure her new position.

What she was really doing was saying goodbye to the outside world, since all she had and what she just bought were irrelevant to her future. The giddily happy young lady spent most of the night making sure everything she needed was packed and ready before bed. Sheer exhaustion made it easy for her to fall asleep that night and early the next morning she was up and ready a full hour before the limo arrived. Before it arrived her cell phone rang and she answered it. Andrew was on the line and said, “We will be there in a moment, I will send someone up for your luggage.” “Thank you sir, I mean Andrew, it‟s apartment 3C.” A knock soon came at her door and she opened it to see a very large man dressed as a chauffeur. He said, “Miss Graves I am here to collect your things. Please leave me your keys and go downstairs, Mr. Masters is waiting for you.” The lock can be kind of tricky,” she said, not comfortable leaving a stranger alone in her apartment. “I am sure I can handle it, please allow me, Mr. Masters does not like to wait.” “OK,” she said, accepting that with her new position she might have to get used to having people do menial things for her. It was not an unpleasant thought. So she walked downstairs after handing the chauffeur her keys, ready for a spectacular adventure. Andrew was standing beside the open door of the limo parked in front of her building as she came out the door. “Please get in Dana we have a long trip ahead of us,” he said, gesturing like a gentleman for her to enter the car. After she slid onto the backseat she watched as Andrew joined her on the seat, she had no idea that her life as she knew it was over. Like a moth to the flame she was about to get burned. The brilliant light that attracted her was nothing but a trap. By the time she learned the truth she would be in no position to escape what these powerful men had planned for her. After the driver had loaded her bags into the trunk and started driving the limo away, Dana Grave‟s life as she knew it ended. And while she expected things were about to dramatically change, it was not at all what she was expecting.

Chapter 2: The Retreat The small jet landed at the private airfield where a man and a woman were parked beside the runway. They were sitting in a large SUV awaiting the latest guests to the Master‟ brothers private island. He was Hans, head caretaker for the retreat and she was Victoria, Mistress of all slaves kept or brought here. He was a long time friend of the brothers, given this position because of his years of loyalty and his penchant for dominating women. Victoria was Andrew‟s first slave, his property since she was twentytwo. Now at forty-two she had taken over the care and training of Andrew‟s newer slaves. “So Greta is returning to us?” said Hans. “Yes she is and it appears Andrew wants to keep her for himself since Avery wants the new cunt,” replied Victoria, with a hint of jealousy in her tone. Even at fortytwo years old she was still a stunningly sexy woman, with long blonde hair, blue eyes, and a figure to die for. Natural 40D tits sitting atop a toned five foot nine body that weighed a svelte 125 pounds with all the curves in the right places, combining to make her quite a sight. “Don‟t worry pet, I am sure Andrew will shag you too this week, you were his first you know,” replied Hans, a man who stood six foot three inches tall, weighing in at a muscular 250 pounds. He was forty-one and a long time friend of the Masters brothers. He had the enviable privilege of managing their private tropical estate, one that was always stocked with a bevy of slaves. For the ex-Navy Seal Colonel, running an island full of obedient and nubile babes was a fitting retirement, at least he thought so. Together these two people kept this island running like a tight ship, one that was always ready to induct new slaves and rehabilitate uppity ones. This evening they were waiting for the latter, with the newbie due in by midday tomorrow. As the plane taxied to a halt they looked at each other and smiled. Though they enjoyed all their time here, even partaking of a rather intimate relationship themselves, it was always exciting when visitors came to join them. With a knowing look at each other, the two exited the vehicle once the engines of the plane were powered down. As they walked toward the jet the door opened and the steps folded out to the ground. Avery Lyle emerged from the opening and walked down the three steps to the tarmac. He smiled at his island caretakers as they approached him, but turned to look back at the plane entrance just as Greta emerged. Her entire torso was covered in rope, and with her arms folded upward behind her back, she looked like an armless mannequin. The ropes even covered her ample bosom, compressing her enormous tits in their tight embrace. The roping was so extensive it was run between her legs, hiding her pussy from view. Her legs were bare, but she wore extremely high-heeled pumps that were connected to leather ankle cuffs with a short chain between them. But it was her head and how it was housed that was truly amazing. A tight white latex hood rose up from her neck, encapsulating her entire head except for an oval area around her face. Within that oval was a mask of a smiling face with small holes cutout for her nostrils and larger ones for her bright green eyes. A small hole at the top of the hood

allowed her platinum blonde hair to sprout out of it like a fountain. She was truly a living doll, a seemingly sexless one at that. Avery could see that she still had not come to terms with the announcement he made after he had „dolled‟ her up. The bondage was fine; she was used to it and fully accepted it as her role in life. But once he told her she was being returned to the island never to return to his house she felt the life crushed out of her. As she stood at the top of the stairs, recognizing her life was being turned upside down; she could not help but tear up, sending rivulets of moisture into her mask. She walked down the stairs slowly and carefully; the six-inch heels and foot long hobble chain were making the stairs a challenging trial. She reached the tarmac and stopped next to Avery, looking dejected. Then Mei came out of the plane, a petite Asian lady who was nearly as old as Victoria, but looked like a twenty year old. She wore a simple black mini-dress that hugged her slim, toned body. Her jet-black hair draped down her back reaching her pert rump and her olive colored skin looked like caramel. Her legs were covered in fishnet stockings and she also wore high heels, but with no hobble or bondage at all. She stepped down to the tarmac smiling brightly as her hosts came up to the group. “Everything ready for our retreat?” asked Avery once Hans and Victoria reached him. “We are always ready Avery,” replied Hans, not liking Avery‟s business-like greeting too much. The Masters were always friendly first, but he also knew that Avery contributed vast sums of money to keep this island running, so he deferred to the man. Then to lighten the mood, Victoria said, “Shall we get back to the house? We have the bracket attached to the truck should Greta prefer the scenic ride there.” This made Avery smile broadly, looking at the odd post attached to the center of the SUV‟s front bumper. He exclaimed, “Yes, let‟s give Greta the scenic tour.” Greta was petrified, knowing full well what they intended for her. But when Mei and Victoria started walking her toward the truck she shuffled along like the helpless slave she was. Avery and Hans followed the women and when they got to the truck Hans grabbed Greta and lifted her up like a doll, while Victoria and Mei hooked the heels of her shoes over a short crossbar at the base of the post. Straps were wrapped around Greta‟s ankles, knees, and thighs to secure her legs to the post. Another strap was wrapped around her rope-encased waist and secured to the top of the post, which ended just above her buttocks. Her eyes showed the fear she felt, a counterpoint to the smiling face the mask portrayed. She would be able to move her upper body a bit, but the way they had bound her left her unable to escape what was about to happen. Without further comments the balance of the group got into the truck and Hans started driving it to the villa. There was short and direct route they could have taken, but Hans took the „scenic‟ route that led them through a narrow dirt road encroached by heavy foliage. Though Greta‟s upper body was covered by coils of rope, her legs took a beating, being scratched and scraped by a myriad of plants, with their leaves, branches, and brambles. Added to that was the way the truck bounced over the uneven path, as it was not wide enough to be called a road, jostling and jarring the poor woman mercilessly. Even a seasoned slave such as Greta, also dealing with the mental blow of the rejection of her Master, found it hard to remain composed as she was pushed through the near jungle like fauna that encompassed the island. The ride took barely fifteen minutes,

but by the time the truck and its hood ornament reached the villa, Greta was silently praying for mercy. And that only added to her misery, knowing full well that her torments here were just beginning. Avery had delighted in telling her how he had a very „special‟ week planned for her and Greta knew that meant constant pain and humiliation. When the truck finally lurched to a stop in front of the main house Greta was already defeated, sobbing in misery. The passengers disembarked with Avery leading Mei and Victoria into the house, leaving Greta alone with Hans who walked around the front of the truck to look at his old trainee. He fondly remembered when the original spoiled Greta arrived, a haughty pampered bitch. She crumbled under his severe training and in less than a month had become a wanton sex slave. Her ability and capacity for multiple orgasms was her undoing, plunged into a world of pain and pleasure that she was helpless to resist. Now he had seven days to enjoy her special charms again and he was ready to start immediately. “I am going to unbind you now, are you going to be a good little slave for me my dear?” he asked, the wicked grin painted across his face clearly displaying his evil intent. Greta managed a nod of assent, knowing full well that any other answer was unacceptable. As he started to remove her from the front end of the truck he said, “Do you remember your first time with me here? After what Avery just told me about what he has planned for you that will seem like a picnic in the park.” Hans said nothing more as he began to take her off the car, but what he said was enough. Greta‟s mind was reeling, having never forgotten how ruthless Hans was when he mentally and physically broke her years ago. She, just like her replacement Dana, thought she was being promoted when she was offered a trip to this very same island. Instead she was stripped of any dignity and transformed into a compliant sex slave. Now she would face a new hellish transformation, either to become a corporate slave or in preparation for her new owner. She used to think the former was nothing more than a cheap slut-slave and it was better to be a slave to a single Master. But after Avery destroyed her emotionally today, she started to think it might not be so bad being a company slut, at least she would not become attached to any single Master. But she also knew from the experience of her initial transformation that they would strip her back down to her feral self, eager and ready to obey whoever commanded her. While she was immersed in these thoughts Hans managed to remove her from the truck and lay her helpless body face down on the dirt road. There was a lush lawn a few feet away, but that might have caused Greta a modicum of relief and that was verboten for the next week. So he dropped her onto the hard-packed sand roadway instead. He knelt down and began to undo the extensive rope bodice that held her torso in its tight embrace. Greta‟s arms were folded behind her back with her hands flat against her shoulder blades and by now they were completely numb. As Hans slowly loosened the rigid bindings that held her body she started to whimper as the blood flow was restored and the inevitable prickly pain began. Avery‟s rope work was exquisitely designed so that it could be removed without having to unravel every strand, having been looped and secured down the length of Greta‟s spine. It still took Hans better than fifteen minutes to release her body from the hemp cocoon leaving her lying on a pile of ropes. Her arms

were useless and Hans had to slowly bend them down and lay them at her sides, her restrained groans of discomfort not truly reflecting the pain she actually felt. Her back and arms were dark pink and indented with the braided pattern of the ropes she had worn, except for a large X pattern across her back where her arms had been secured. He rolled her onto her back to reveal a similar pattern across her abdomen and breasts. Hans had to peel her two-inch wide nipple rings out of her breasts, since they had become imbedded in the malleable flesh below her large areolas. Her vaginal adornments, a small three-quarter inch ring mounted just above her clit and two one-inch rings secured deeply into her outer labia, also had to be pulled free of the soft flesh. Greta hissed through her gag as the hard metal rings were pulled away from her soft flesh. Hans could feel and see that despite the severe treatment she had undergone, she was wet and aroused, an observation proved true when he scraped a fingernail across her clit making her moan with a small sign of pleasure. He would have loved to shag the bitch right there on the ground, but that was not part of Avery‟s game plan so he simply moved to her head to remove her hood and mask. First he peeled off the latex headpiece and then removed her mask, revealing a stunning beautiful woman even after the extreme duress she just endured. Hans saw the fear still in her deep blue eyes and since her mouth was stuffed with a pair of acrid smelling panties she could say nothing. He pulled the panties from her mouth, sniffed them, and then asked, “Made you pee in your panties before stuffing them in your mouth didn‟t he?” “Yes Master,” Greta croaked, sounding utterly defeated. Hans grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head up as he said, “Let me help you up my dear,” literally hoisting her up to stand on her shaky legs. Her arms were still useless and she only squealed out of surprise by the way he manhandled her platinum blonde hair. Apart from her high-heeled pumps, Greta was now as naked as the day she was born. Hans then grabbed her arms and she winced from the pain she felt in her partially numb limbs, but Hans simply said, “Good, looks like they are coming back to life. Hopefully they won‟t be permanently damaged.” Then he pulled them behind her back and cuffed them with a pair of steel manacles, not that it was necessary, but bondage was to be a main part of her regimen for the next week. He then fastened a collar around her throat and clipped a leash to it before saying, “Follow me slut.” He tugged on the leash as he led Greta around the house and toward the pool area in the back. The back of the house faced the ocean but was sitting upon a hill that climbed up from a pearly white beach. Hans led Greta over to a squared off area covered in bright white gravel and ordered her to kick off her shoes and stand in the middle of the gravel. She did as she was ordered, gingerly stepping into the sharp stones once her shoes were removed. Hans picked up a hose and began to douse her in a cold spray of water. She slowly turned in place, enduring the onslaught of cold water without complaint. Hans was thorough, making sure to rinse every part of her body thoroughly and brutally. When he was done he turned off the hose, tossed it aside, and took her leash to lead her past the large kidney shaped pool. There was a man-made waterfall at the far end with three streams of water cascading into the pool. They walked passed it and onto a path that led to the beach, but turned to the left shortly after the waterfall onto another path that led behind the wall of stones that made up the water feature.

They came to a small promontory that gave a spectacular view of the ocean more than fifty feet below it and there they stopped. On the ground was a small barred cage barely two feet square in shape and it was sitting under a tall rectangular metal frame that looked like a window out to the sea. Hans lifted the lid of the cage and gestured for Greta to step into it. She did as he expected and accepted his help as she was forced to sit inside the cage. He did not bother to release her cuffed wrists and he had to guide her down until her bum rested on the bottom bars of the cage and the rough rock ledge. Once seated her legs were bent at the knees with her feet positioned at the front corners of the cage and with her arms trapped between her back and the bars of the cage. Hans ran a strap under her tits and used it to secure her to the back of the cage. He used shorter leather straps to secure her legs to the sides of the cage, leaving her sex gaping open. The bars on the bottom of the cage were narrow, except for the center six inches where there were none, leaving her pussy and asshole fully accessible. Hans lowered the lid of the cage while pulling her head backwards to allow room for the semi-circular cutout in the top bars to encircle her throat. Once the cage was closed shut he attached a sturdy chain to a ring mounted to the cage behind Greta‟s neck and then threaded it through a heavy pulley he hung from the crossbar at the top of the frame. He began to haul her up, lifting the cage and causing it to tilt forward on an angle the way the chain was attached to it. He raised her several feet off the ground facing down the sheer cliff that was behind the promontory. So far this was not so bad, Greta thought, despite the fact that she had to stare down the sharp rocky descent to the beach below her. But when Hans rammed a metal rod up her bumhole and wedged it against the ground to push the cage forward over the edge of the cliff, the new pain flaring in her bowels told her this would soon become another harrowing ordeal. Then he grabbed her labial rings and stretched them down to attach them to hooks in the rod just below her ass, securing it tightly in her bowels. Hans stepped up to the edge of the cliff, just behind her, and whispered, “Master Avery wants you to spend the balance of the day contemplating your fate. Your replacement in his stable arrives tomorrow for her initial indoctrination. Much of her training this week will include you as an example of what can happen to her should she not be pleasing to her new Master.” Greta made no reply, trying hard to deal with the mounting pain in her metal packed intestines. She heard him walk away, but what he said rang through her painaddled mind. My replacement! How can he so callously discard a devoted slave for a new one? She thought, as she tried to brace herself for a day of lonely torment. The beautiful view in front of her was in stark contrast to the misery she faced, now confirmed in the knowledge that she was truly disposed of by her Master and already replaced by another slave. When Hans returned to the house he found Avery with Mei, who was now naked, as she preferred to be, along with Victoria. He was lecturing the resident slaves regarding the arrival of Dana the following day. The four slaves knelt before him, naked, save for the stockings and pumps they wore as their only clothing. Mei and Victoria stood on either side of Avery, and despite Victoria‟s status as caretaker of the island‟s slaves, whenever Avery or the Master‟s brothers were here she was expected to display her slave status.

The four current resident slaves kneeling before Avery were all young and beautiful, as all the women they captured were. The longest tenured, now two years into her servitude, was Mina. She was twenty-four, she had bulbous natural E cup breasts, and a voluptuous figure with dark brunette hair and brown eyes. Avery plucked her after she finished culinary school, so she also became the retreat‟s cook as well as a sex slave. Beside her knelt Shonta, a lighter skinned African-American girl who was twentyone now, and just under two years into her slavery. Her body was skinnier than Mina‟s, but she sported D cup breasts with dark brown nipples that looked extremely nice with her golden nipple rings. Her head was bald, having been permanently denuded, giving her a very exotic look. And finally there were the twins, April and May, twenty-five year old buxom blondes who were originally acquired by Andrew. They had been here a year now, and had been trained as a team, made to perform acts with each other that most sisters would never dare contemplate. All four slaves sported nipple and nose rings, as all the slaves here did. Avery was finishing his lecture as Hans entered, having informed them that they would be sequestered in the dungeon until Dana learned the real reason she was here. None of them would dare try and warn the unsuspecting girl, not only because of the consequences that it would cause, but also mainly because of the futility of escape. Like them, Dana would soon be helpless to resist her fate once they hijacked her body and her libido. All the women here lived in a state of constant fear and sexual arousal, unable to evade it. Hans walked up to the group and said, “Greta is enjoying the view Mr. Lyle.” “Avery is fine Hans, only the bitches are required to voice the proper respect here,” replied Avery, wondering why Hans was so formal. “As you wish Avery, will she be spending the night out there?” asked Hans. “Possibly, but for now we have other business. Mei, you may play with the toys along with Victoria, but have the twins ready for me in an hour. You may go now.” Mei and Victoria ushered the kneeling slaves from the room at Avery‟s command leaving Hans alone with Avery. They discussed the regimen they would put both Greta and Dana through this coming week. Hans was a little put off in that Avery planned to do most of Dana‟s training, but with Greta‟s harsher re-education he knew he should not be jealous. What Avery planned for Greta was far worse than Dana‟s proposed training, so he knew his sadistic side would be very satisfied. When they were done they headed down to the lower level of the house where the current residents were waiting to be used by them. They would have an enjoyable evening tormenting the slaves on hand, but both men were motivated by what was coming once the Masters brothers and Dana arrived. It would take a well-planned approach to mold both of these women into their new roles in just a week, but it was something they had done many times. As Dana blithely traveled towards her impending doom the screams of tortured women echoed through the retreat, with the promise of many more to come.

Chapter 3: Dana’s Induction The limo ride was like a dream and after they picked up Andrew‟s brother Jeff, Dana felt like royalty. They treated her with such courtesy and were true gentlemen to her. They helped her from the car and onto the private jet, even as she tried to contain the stunned excitement all this was causing her. It was like a magical dream and she was the poor ignored princess found by a pair of Prince Charmings, it was so hard to believe, but it was happening! Poor Midwest girl works hard and reaps the reward, Dana was so proud of herself. As she stared at the blue ocean water they were flying over, she wondered if she should have called Ma and Pa to let them know, but figured she could do it when the trip was over. Just a few hours after leaving her cramped apartment the plane was landing on a beautiful and lush island, the kind Dana had dreamt of many times. The landing strip was just a concrete pavement with no terminal or tower, a sign of how truly private this island was, genuinely surprising the awe struck girl. Even though she had lived in the city for years, she was basically a poor small town girl at heart. This kind of stuff was what you dreamed about, not what you actually experienced, but here she was landing on a runway lined by beautiful palm trees and little else. As she exited the jet Dana was greeted by a nice couple; Victoria and Hans who were the island caretakers. Dana wondered what it would take to land such a great job as that! Unlike with Greta, the group drove the short route to the villa, once again impressing the naïve Dana. When they pulled up in front of the house Dana met Mei who was waiting by the front door. With Hans collecting her luggage Mei led Dana upstairs to her room. Dana looked over her shoulder as she climbed the stairs and saw that Avery had joined the Masters brothers and the three were smiling up at her. She smiled back and turned to follow Mei up the stairs and then she felt a weird shiver down her spine. Something about the way they were looking at her suddenly made her nervous, but she dismissed the feeling as she followed the petite Asian lady. Once inside her room Mei said, “I hope you find the accommodations acceptable.” Dana just gawked at the giant four-poster king sized bed and then out at the veranda facing the ocean. She managed to say, “Yes,” though it sounded feeble. “Is there something wrong?” Mei asked, sensing the girl‟s shock. “NO!” Dana replied, coming out of the swoon she felt at first sight of her „accommodations.‟ “I mean,” she blurted, “they are far nicer than I expected.” “I understand, the first time I came here I was a bit shocked by this place. You are a lucky girl being chosen by Mr. Avery, I hope you appreciate that.” “Oh I do, this is an opportunity I plan to take very seriously. I will do whatever Mr. Avery requires to prove to him I am the right girl for this job,” Dana said, not yet realizing how true that statement would become. Smiling at the young ambitious girl, Mei said, “I am sure you will,” while she thought about showing her what was really expected of her. In order to get the ball rolling Mei said, “Victoria and I were going to take a swim in the pool, would you care to join us?”

“If it does not interfere with Mr. Lyle‟s or Mr. Master‟s plans then that sounds fine,” replied Dana, not wanting to assume she was here to swim, but rather to work. “The first day of any retreat is always about fun and relaxation, work will start later. Why don‟t you put on a bathing suit and meet me downstairs?” Replied Mei as she walked to the door. “OK,” Dana said, smiling brightly at the exotic looking Asian woman. When Mei had left Dana opened her suitcase and rifled through it to find both her bathing suits, which she had packed at the bottom of it. She laid them out on the bed and feeling daring, decided to go with the bikini. She quickly stripped and put on the skimpy floral patterned suit, before looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her svelte body looked magnificent with just the small brightly covered fabric covering her privates. She spent a couple of minutes adjusting the bra top to keep her ample breasts contained. Most women would have considered such large natural tits a blessing, but Dana always considered them a distraction. She went to great lengths to keep them contained, but this outfit did not allow for that, with her plentiful cleavage and meaty orbs barely held in check by her bikini top. She nearly decided to change into the one-piece suit, but screwed up her courage instead and headed downstairs after putting a pair of flip-flops on her bare feet. At the foot of the stairs she found Mei and Victoria and seeing both women wearing similarly revealing bikinis she felt better about her choice. Mei‟s bikini was a simple black one and Victoria‟s was red, neither quite as striking as Dana‟s multicolored floral suit. “You look fantastic,” said Victoria, as she watched the newest recruit walk down the stairs. “Thank you, you two look great too,” replied Dana as she stepped off the stairs onto the ground floor to stand between the pair of women. Each of them wrapped an arm around one of Dana‟s arms, and with her between them Mei said, “Let‟s go for a dip.” They led Dana through an expansive living room with a large fireplace on one wall and up to large sliding glass doors. Just outside she saw the large pool with waterfalls cascading into it at one end and again she could not believe how lucky she was to be here. Once outside they walked her up to the pool and then released their hold on Dana‟s arms. Mei said, “Kick off your shoes and join us!” as the two women jumped feet first into the blue water. Dana, not wanting to seem hesitant, kicked off her flip-flops and jumped in right between them. The three women swam and frolicked in the warm water for nearly an hour, enjoying the warm water and tropical breezes that caressed their nearly naked bodies. Mei was the first to climb out of the pool, lying on a chaise lounge on the large patio surrounding it. Victoria soon followed and Dana left the pool last, not really wanting to exit the calm and refreshing water, but feeling she should follow their leads. There were no towels to be seen so she just reclined on a chaise between the two women, letting the bright sun dry her wet body. The women indulged in some idle chitchat as they sunned themselves beside the pool. Dana had her eyes closed, just enjoying the warmth of the sun and the gentle breezes that passed over her body. Then she heard the sliding glass door open and she

opened her eyes to see the four men come out of the house, all dressed in swim trunks. Hans had the most impressive physique, looking like a body builder with rippled abs, but the other three also looked well defined and muscular. The fact that they were older businessmen she was used to seeing in suits and ties was lost as Dana stared at their sexy bodies. She closed her eyes and tried to dispel the carnal thoughts that caught her by surprise. Her religious upbringing did nothing to contain the natural hormones that coursed through her young body, but as she had been taught for years, she did her best to quell those feelings with her mind. She pretended not to notice that the men walked over to where the women were sunning themselves when they stood between them and the sun, casting their shadows over the ladies. Then Dana heard Avery say, “As beautiful as this place is the three of you make it even more alluring.” Dana opened her eyes to see Avery standing above her and she blushed, suddenly feeling very exposed under his gaze. The way he was blocking the bright sun made him seem like an ominous silhouette hovering above her, but she restrained that strange feeling and managed to smile up at him. She then said, “Thank you Mr. Ly…um…Avery,” remembering he insisted she call him by his first name. “Did you enjoy your swim ladies?” he then asked. Almost sounding like a chorus, they all replied, “Yes Avery.” Then he said, “We were going to head down to the beach, care to join us?” Victoria and Mei sat up immediately and Dana followed suit, and in a few moments the group was walking around the pool and toward the path that led down to the white sand beach behind the house. Avery and the Masters brothers led the way, with the three women behind them and Hans bringing up the rear of the group. They passed the area where Greta spent a long, lonely, and painful night, but there were no signs of her, the cage, or the frame, since Hans had moved her earlier that morning. They made their way down the winding path until they came out onto the cleanest whitest beach Dana had ever seen. The bright blue water was lapping against the shoreline and the breeze smelled wonderful, making Dana feel like she was in paradise. But before they walked across the beach, Avery stopped and turned to face Dana. “Before we go down to the ocean there is something I want you to see Dana, please come with me,” he said, as he gently took her arm and led around a rocky abutment that jutted out from the hill. Dana barely noticed how the entire group followed them; she was too busy drinking in all the tropical beauty that surrounded her. They walked around the craggy rock to what was like an alcove nestled in the hill and when she saw what was on the other side she froze. Avery released his grip on her arm as she stared at the sight that faced her. All of the good feelings she had up until that moment vanished as sheer terror enveloped the shocked girl. Knowing her Christian upbringing was why Avery designed this scene to introduce Dana to the truth about his intentions. She looked up at the terrifying sight of Greta being crucified on a large wooden cross at least ten feet high. Her arms were stretched out toward the ends of the crossbeam with thick ropes binding her wrists to the

rough wood near the ends. Her head was slumped toward her chest, curtained by her disheveled platinum blonde hair. She was naked and sweating profusely, her entire body glistening with moisture. Her ankles were pulled to the sides of the upright and similarly roped like her wrists, leaving her arms to carry her weight. Dana, after a moment of utter shock, stepped backwards only to bump into Hans. He quickly wrapped his right forearm around her throat and used his left hand to cover her mouth. Before she could react he easily lifted her off her feet to hold her tight against his body. She tried to bring her arms up to fight him, but Victoria and Mei sprang into action, each grabbing one of Dana‟s wrists and pulling her arms backward, wedging them against the sides of Han‟s muscular torso. She tried to scream, “STOP!” but his large firm hand muffled her attempt. She kicked her feet, but it was futile and his grip around her throat was making it hard to breathe, especially since her nostrils were her only option and they were getting clogged as she started to cry in despair. “Calm down!” bellowed Avery, his voice cutting through her fear like a sharp knife. She immediately went limp in Hans arms and he eased his grip just enough to let her breathe more easily. “That‟s better Dana, at least you know how to follow orders already. As you may have guessed, this retreat has a different purpose than what you expected. I apologize for the deception, but it was necessary to get you here of your own free will. Now as for the real reason you are here, I will let Greta here tell you about it.” Dana was beside herself with utter terror, suddenly she was propelled from paradise to Hell. What was this obviously evil man planning to do with her? What had she done to deserve this kind of treatment? Maybe her parents were right; they warned her about her ambitions and how they would haunt her. But in her wildest nightmares, nothing could have prepared her for this. She was helpless in Hans‟s strong arms with Mei and Victoria holding her arms too, it made fighting back appear utterly useless. Avery‟s voice scared her into her first submission to him; hanging limply as the true Devil spoke to her. She watched him as he climbed up onto a large rock that sat next to where the cross was sunk into the sandy soil. It was the worst nightmare of her young life, but she knew there was no waking up to end it. This was real…very real. He casually grabbed the poor woman‟s hair and lifted her head to face Dana. She looked so pained and completely defeated by her predicament, her eyes seeming unfocused. Avery brought his mouth close to her ear and said, “Tell Dana why you are here and why she is here Greta.” Through chapped lips, Greta croaked, “This slave has failed to please Master Lyle and is here to be punished for it. You are here to become his newest slave, with my punishments serving as a reminder about what will happen to you if you fail to please him.” Dana peed herself when she heard what Greta said, feeling her bikini bottoms get soaked before it started trickling down her legs. This was HELL! She silently began to pray for the strength to endure what was to come, knowing from what Greta said that her nightmare was just beginning. Avery let go his grip on Greta‟s hair, and as her head slumped again, he stepped off the rock and walked up to face Dana. “The rules are simple, obey and your life will soon become a pleasant experience,” he said, standing just inches from her face. She thought he was crazy; there

was nothing about her prospects that seemed even remotely pleasant. Then he said, “I will have Hans set you down if you promise to behave, just nod if you agree. “ Dana managed a small nod, not knowing what else she could do. Part of her thought about running as soon as Hans let go of her, but she remembered where she was and knew flight was not an option. So when Hans deposited her back onto her feet and released his grip, she just stood there shaking like a leaf in the wind. It was hot out, but Dana was shivering in the cold grip of fear. “Good girl, now take off your bikini. You made quite a mess of yourself down there,” said Avery, pointing at her wet bikini bottom as he spoke. Dana was mortified; this was going from bad to worse with each passing moment. When she felt Victoria and Mei release their grip on her wrists, she turned to look at the Asian woman and the evil smile on her lips. “Look at ME when I speak to you cunt!” bellowed Avery and Dana‟s head swiveled to face him. A moment later his palm crashed across her cheek and it would have sent her sprawling to the ground if Hans had not grabbed her shoulders, instead it just spun her head to the side. The pain in her cheek was white-hot and more tears streamed from her eyes as this man callously abused her. She turned to face him and cried out, “Please stop! I will obey you Mr. Lyle,” sobbing hard while she spoke to him. “Good, then get out of that suit…NOW!” Dana‟s head was spinning thanks to the sharp stinging pain in her cheek. She instinctively knew that to survive she had to obey Avery‟s command or suffer more pain, and who knew what else. So she slipped her thumbs under the waistband of her pee soaked bikini bottoms and pushed them down her thighs, She tried to keep her legs closed a she did it with her natural modesty dictating her actions. Avery just smiled as her sparse red pubic hair came into view. But when her bottoms reached her knees Avery barked, “Collect her panties Victoria and give them to Greta, her mouth seems parched.” Stunned by the command Dana saw Victoria Kneel before her and grab one of her ankles to collect her soaked garment before it touched the sand. Dana looked down and saw that Victoria‟s bikini was gone and she was naked like Greta now. She just stared at the mature blonde as she collected the dripping wet suit bottom and clambered up onto the rock beside Greta to stuff them in her mouth. As she watched this happening through tear-streaked eyes, Dana heard Avery bellow, ”Now lose the top Dana!” Gripped by a swirl of horror the distraught girl reached up to the clasp between her breasts and unhooked it, allowing her large breasts to be freed from the hold of the bikini top. She tried to keep her exposed breasts concealed with her arms, but Hans sudden grabbed them and pulled them behind her back allowing the perky orbs to pop free. “Such splendid tits!” Avery bellowed. Dana was just mortified and felt her head start to spin even faster and in that moment she fainted, only saved from falling down by Hans‟s tight grip on her arms. As the blackness engulfed her Avery stepped forward and grabbed her around her thighs so the two men could lift the unconscious girl off the ground. Holding her limp body they

carried her over to a smooth round boulder and sat her down, with Hans keeping her upright from behind. “Look at those beauties,” Jeff said, marveling at Dana‟s abundantly large tits. Avery knelt on the sand and pulled her knees apart to look at her snatch, barely concealed by the orange hued pubic hairs that covered her pubis. He said, “This pussy looks rather fresh and tight too. Mei, come here and inspect it for us.” Mei, who had also removed her bikini when Avery had issued his first command, came over and knelt beside him. She slipped her index finger between the petals of Dana‟s sex and into the tiny hole of her pussy. She wiggled it around a bit and then smiled at Avery. “She is a virgin master, I can feel her maidenhead,” she said, confirming Avery‟s suspicions about Dana. “Excellent! A virgin just as I suspected! We will have to have a deflowering ceremony to get her training started. Let‟s get her back up to the house before she comes to. Hans, you and Victoria will remove Greta from the cross and move her to the dungeon while Andrew and I carry Dana back to the house.” The group then split up, as the island caretakers began to remove Greta from the cross and the others went back to the house, carrying Dana with them. They took her to the large living room and sat her in a wooden chair in front of the fireplace. Dana was still out cold, her mind not able to handle the cruel twist of fate it was confronted with this day. The three men and Mei went to work binding the oblivious girl to the chair, which was designed for just that purpose. Unlike a regular chair the seat of this one was an open V shape with Dana‟s thighs parted to rest on the narrow wooden slats that met at the chair back. They used straps over her upper thighs and just above her knees to secure her legs to them, leaving her bright pink pussy on display. Dana‟s ankles were fitted with wide leather cuffs and attached to rings mounted near the base of the front chair legs. Her arms were pulled behind the narrow chair back, so narrow that it fit between her shoulder blades, where they were cuffed with another pair of leather restraints. They were then locked together and attached to another ring mounted at the base of the chair‟s backboard. To complete her first bondage Mei wrapped large leather belts above and below Dana‟s bulbous tits securing her arms and upper body to the chair back. Dana‟s head was drooping down while they bound her, but when they were done Avery fitted her with a sturdy posture collar that rested on her shoulders and cupped Dana‟s chin to hold her head up straight. The word „trainee‟ was emblazoned in silver studs along the front of the collar just above the large steel ring mounted in the center of it. By the time they had secured her to the bondage chair Hans and Victoria arrived with Mina and Shonta, having left the twins in the dungeon to tend to Greta. Avery took a seat in a much more comfortable leather chair facing the unconscious Dana. At his command Shonta and Mina knelt on either side of the chair, both of them facing Dana so she could see them clearly when she came to. The slaves‟ nose and nipple rings would proclaim their slave status to the new girl, not to mention their near nudity, only wearing stockings and heels. Mina‟s were black and Shonta‟s were white, providing a stark contrast to their skin color.

Once they were in position Avery said, “Mei you may taste the virgin‟s cunt now. Everyone else make yourself comfortable for the show.” While the group took seats on the couch‟s flanking the chairs Mei got down on her hands and knees and crawled between Dana‟s splayed thighs. Using just her mouth she began to slowly lick Dana‟s pussy while she wiggled her taut pear shaped ass at Avery. He could see little of what Mei was doing, but he was focused on Dana‟s face, her eyes still closed in her abrupt slumber. Soon her head started to move as Mei‟s talented tongue started to affect her, causing small moans to come from Dana. Then, suddenly, her eyes popped open to see Avery sitting in front of her, But then she looked down, as best she could with the stiff collar holding her head upright, and she screamed, “NO! Stop! What is she doing?” Avery calmly said, “Look at me Dana,” and when she did, he continued with, “Mei is just getting a taste of your pretty little pussy.” She squealed, since Mei just nibbled hard on her little clit, before gasping, “NO! Please stop! This is wrong!” “No Dana, as you will soon see it is just a part of your new life. Your old life is over it is time to accept the lot you drew, you are here now and are going to become a slave. Am I making myself clear.” Trying to ignore the nimble mouth working on her sex, Dana cried, “Why are you doing this?” Patting the heads of the slaves kneeling on both sides of him Avery said, “Tell Dana why she is here my pretties.” In unison Mina and Shonta said, “Because we are stupid cunts Master. We are all here to serve our betters and soon she will learn to serve them too.” “This is insane!” cried Dana, shocked by what the naked and ringed girls just said. They not only sounded sincere in the delivery of that statement, but they appeared perfectly content as they knelt beside Avery. And as much as her mind rebelled against what was happening, Mei‟s tongue was causing a much different reaction between Dana‟s thighs. Her breathing was getting heavy, her heart was beating faster, and much to her dismay her pussy was getting moist and tingling. Despite the protests Avery also saw the slow change coming over Dana and said, “My sweet Mei is having an effect on you, isn‟t she?” “Please tell her to stop, I‟m not that kind of girl,” Dana pled, her bare breasts now heaving. “You are that kind of girl Dana, you just haven‟t realized it yet. Now just relax and let Mei show you how it feels to be a real woman.” Dana started to shake her head back and forth while mumbling, “Please, stop no more,” over and over. Soon it changed to just, „no,‟ repeating nonstop while her voice started to become husky as the pleasure between her legs became harder to deny. Dana tested her bondage early, but soon realized she was completely fixed in place and she stopped struggling. She heard Avery say, “You are now my slave, you will live at my whim. I can give you pleasures like you never imagined and obedience is the price for that gift. But disobey me and you will learn to suffer, much like sweet Greta. Now stop resisting and let Mei give you the climax you need.”

Dana stared at him as he spoke, the look in his eyes showing how serious he was. She stopped pleading when Mei‟s tongue pushed into the cleft of her pussy. It found the thin membrane of Dana‟s hymen and caressed it, knowing it would soon be gone. She liked this virgin girl and wanted to mold her into an ideal slave to please Master Avery. Greta was a failure in Mei‟s eyes and she sorely wanted to make it up to Avery. Though her initial haughtiness had been quashed under her early training, as she became a proficient slave it soon returned. Greta developed a sense of pride in her slavery, one that became her undoing. Mei always remained a humble slave and now she felt she might have a trainee that could understand that. This Christian girl would have been brought up with the concept of self-sacrifice, and Master Avery would take that to its ultimate limit. Mei relished this opportunity to help shape Dana‟s transformation and atone for her failure with Greta. Avery watched Dana as her eyes became glassy even as she tried to deny the pleasure building inside her body. He knew she would be shocked when she lost the battle, and lose she would since he knew how skilled and determined Mei could be. Soon Dana was panting heavily and straining in her bonds again, not to escape their grip, but to escape her own tormented body. But she couldn‟t and when she started to heave in the throes of the first true orgasm of her life the people watching her started to applaud. It was a surreal and disturbing scene for Dana, feeling her pussy throb and pulse as the climax unleashed its primal pleasure upon her. As she squealed involuntarily, unable to constrain her reactions in any way, she thought she knew why the called it the „sins of the flesh.‟ This was too good, too intoxicating to deny, even as she prayed for the strength to resist the temptation of it all. She felt that the temple of her body was being violated and she struggled to remember what she had learned throughout her life. Mei loved the taste of the nectar that Dana‟s twat discharged all over her face; she knew this girl was built for sex. Oh, she might fight it, resist the pleasure that now infused her restrained body, but she would fail. They all did. No girl had the strength to resist the kind of unbridled passion that this world demanded. Once she felt the first climax begin Mei redoubled her efforts and forced a second, more powerful one from poor Dana. The girl was literally shuddering from the force of it and her pussy dripped with a small river of sex juice, which Mei happily lapped up along the way. Finally Avery shouted, “Enough Mei, come and let me taste my new pet.” The dazed Dana watched Mei rise up with her face coated by Dana‟s generous spend. The woman smiled at her before crawling to Avery and rising up in his lap to kiss him deeply. Though she was not accustomed to such lewd behavior and would have normally been revolted by the sight before her, the slowly fading orgasm gave her a feeling of wanting more. She knew it was wrong and she had to fight the feeling, but her sex felt alive and vibrant now, something she did not want to stop. Avery broke off his kiss and looked at Dana, while Mei nestled her body in his lap with her head tucked against his shoulder. “You see Dana, life as a slave has its perks. Now tell me girl, who are you and why are you here?” Dana felt confused because something about what he said felt true, though all she had learned before today denied it. Caught in this web of passion and fearful of drawing his wrath, Dana replied, “I am a dumb cunt Master. I am here to learn how to serve my betters,” hoping that would please him.

“That is a good start, it seems obedience might not be a problem. But I promise you this girl; you will soon say it because you believe it. Not because you think it is what I want to hear. Now stay quiet and watch what your life will soon become.” Dana was soon watching her first orgy, a tangle of men and women rutting like beasts in heat all around her. The smell of sex soon filled the room along with the grunts and groans of passion. The poor girl silently wept, not just because of the depravity that surrounded her, but because her own sex started to pulse and throb again, getting aroused by the scene before her. She wanted to fight it, but felt too weak and helpless. She prayed for strength, but doubted it would be enough.

Chapter 4: Dana in the Dungeon For hours she watched in horror and awe while acts she never even imagined were performed around her. There was nothing tender or loving about it either, it was rough animalistic sex with the slaves being callously used by the men. They left her there, bound and helpless; as they demonstrated the lengths a slave would go to please her Master. The thought that she would be expected to participate like that at some point terrified her, unable to imagine willingly doing what these women did. She thought she would wretch when she caught her first sight of anal sex, and her sphincter clenched tight as she watched Avery reaming Mei‟s ass with impunity. Finally it ended, with the group around Dana looking spent and satisfied. After a short period of rest Avery said, “Gentlemen let‟s go for a swim and let the slaves prepare Dana for her deflowering.” The men all left at that point while the four women surrounded Dana. Mei said, “Shonta get the wheels, we should move Dana down to the dungeon for the next part of her training.” Hearing the word dungeon sent a new lance of fear through the bound girl as she trembled in helpless horror, but it was what Avery said that sent the real chills down her spine. Once the men were gone Dana wanted to ask the women for help, but guessed rightly they would not take well to that. So instead she asked the next big question racing through her befuddled mind, “How can you be happy as sex slaves for these men?” Mei turned to look at the girl and genuinely smiled at her, understanding her question completely and what it said about Dana. She walked up to her, cupped Dana‟s head in her hands and tilted it to look up at her, as much as the high collar allowed. Then she raised her knee and used it to rub Dana‟s swollen sex, making the girl shudder from the suddenly pleasurable feeling. Recognizing Dana‟s reaction Mei said, “That is why pet, we were all turned into sexual creatures that constantly crave physical pleasure. You have just started on that path and no matter how hard you fight it; you will succumb to the needs of your flesh.” With that Mei reached down with one hand and replaced her knee to start rubbing Dana‟s clit vigorously. With her other hand she grabbed a clump of Dana‟s hair to continue to hold her head back. She lowered her lips to Dana‟s and planted soft kisses on her lips as her hand drove the helpless girl to the brink of another climax. She whispered, “Come for Mei you little whore,” and Dana lost it. She not only climaxed but also shot a stream of pussy juice onto the floor when her pussy violently erupted. “Damn!” cried Shonta as she entered the room with four sets of wheels, “We gotta a squirter here! This girl is in big trouble!” Mei drove her tongue into Dana‟s mouth when Dana first started to come, adding another twisted perversion to the once naïve girl‟s new repertoire. Dana did not kiss back, her shock was too great, but she submitted without resistance as Mei‟s tongue explored her mouth. Despite the shock of it, something about the way Mei kissed her felt right, not like a sinful act should feel. It was too much too fast and poor Dana was rapidly becoming a mass of conflicting emotions. “Let‟s get her mobile, the twins should have Greta in place by now, so let‟s get Dana down there to see her new play room and how it will be used,” said Victoria. Mei

stood up and with the help of the other slaves they tilted Dana‟s chair backwards while they fit the front legs with their wheels. They then pitched her forward to mount sets on the back legs and suddenly Dana was in a pseudo wheel chair. When Dana was facing the floor, as they were adding her rear wheels, she saw the puddle she put there and she thought she had peed herself again. But Mei and the other slaves knew better, they knew Dana was just like Greta. That stuck up bitch could send gushes of spend from her cunt when properly stimulated and it appeared Dana had the same talent. By all appearances she was already well on her way to sexual addiction, having a glazed look in her stare after her third gut-wrenching orgasm of the day, or her life for that matter. Dana had experienced a few tiny accidental orgasms in her life, but every time something like that happened she became mortified and stopped herself. Ma had always proclaimed the virtues of chastity until marriage and that meant any carnal pleasure was forbidden. But now she could do nothing to stop it and a flood of passion she was not prepared to deal with overran a lifetime of denial. I was just kidnapped for God’s sake! How can I feel so good when I am this scared, God help me! With the wheels attached they began to roll Dana from the living room, but not before Mei straddled her lap facing her. Mei wrapped her legs around the chair back while holding Dana‟s shoulders. She smiled at the thunderstruck girl, deciding she should start their bonding process immediately. As they were rolled out toward the pool area, Mei said, “Sweet little Dana, Mama Mei is going to teach you to be a good little slut. Don‟t you worry, you are in good hands.” Mei then embraced the girl, making sure her ringed nipples rubbed against Dana‟s tits, keeping the aroused girl well stimulated as they rolled along. They passed the pool on the opposite side of the path to the beach. Instead they headed down another path on the far side of the waterfalls that snaked down the hill until it ended at a solid metal door nearly hidden by heavy foliage. Victoria opened it and they rolled Dana and her passenger from the bright sun drenched island into the darkest pit in the earth. At least it seemed that way to Dana as she was plunged into near darkness. They rolled her down a dark hallway and into a dimly lit room that looked very large from what she could see over Mei‟s shoulder. When they stopped Mei stood up and shouted, “April…May, where are you two?” Dana saw them emerge from a corner and at the sight of the twins she nearly fainted again. Sisters too? Does the depth of the depravity here have no end? The poor girl‟s sensibilities were being sorely tested, every taboo she ever heard of seemed to be brought to life in this nightmarish place. She just stared blankly at the twins as they stepped up to Mei and stood at attention with their arms clasped together behind their backs. “Is Greta secured?” asked Mei. “Yes Mistress,” they replied with what seemed like the same voice. “You may set up Dana facing her, Victoria and I will join you shortly,” said Mei, as she and Victoria walked out of Dana‟s view. Dana was in a daze, that last orgasm really sapped her strength and ability to think straight. When the twins, along with Shonta and Mina, started to roll her to the corner of the room where Greta was currently residing, she felt like she was on some weird carnival ride, but she wasn‟t having any fun. There were sconce style lamps along the

walls with red glass around the bulbs, and while white light streamed up to the ceiling, the red hue from the glass cast murky light into the dim room. It was not until she was just a few feet away from Greta that she saw the woman‟s newest predicament. Dana gasped at the cruelty she saw on display, thinking that her crucifixion on the beach looked far less stressful than this. Greta‟s head was encased in a tight black latex hood with her hair pulled through the top like it was with the white hood she wore the previous day. But this one had no face, leaving her to look utterly featureless except for two small tubes jutting from her nostrils and another larger one at her mouth. Her hair was tied off and pulled backward up to her mitten-clad hands where the single sleeve holding her arms behind her back terminated. Her mated arms were hoisted up making her bend forward and look like she was blindly staring at Dana. But that was just part of the brutality Dana witnessed, because Greta was also suffering in other ways. Her ringed nipples were pulled down toward the floor by heavy weights and her hanging breasts were tightly tied by thin ropes at their bases, making them look swollen and red, but Dana was not sure if that was because of the lighting. Her legs were widely parted with a three-foot long bar connected between her ankle cuffs keeping them apart. And to make matters worse, she was standing barefooted on boards covered by dull spikes, not enough to pierce her flesh, but ones that were clearly painful to endure. Dana was in such a state of shock that she barely noticed when her chair back started to recline, the slaves having adjusted it from a ninety-degree angle to a forty-five. But she did notice when they adjusted the front legs apart, spreading her legs wide open to more fully expose her inflamed sex. The strain on her thighs was tremendous now, but witnessing Greta‟s dilemma somehow made it seem insignificant at that moment. Then Dana heard Mei‟s voice coming from behind her, “And you felt sorry for her on the beach,” and just as suddenly she was in front of Dana. Dana‟s eyes went wide when she saw the ring in Mei‟s nose and the pair in her nipples, since she knew she would have noticed them before all this started. She did not fail to notice any of the other ringed slaves, and when Victoria appeared next to Mei identically adorned, Dana got the message. All the women here were slaves and they all wore the same rings. She now realized she was destined to wear them too with the thought of being pierced bringing fresh tears to Dana‟s eyes. “So you get the picture do you, worried about getting your own jewelry are you?” Mei asked, as she stroked Dana‟s hair off her face. Then she moved her hands down to caress Dana‟s nipples, already hard from a combination of fear and arousal. When Dana gasped from the electric touch of Mei, the Asian woman said, “If you think they are sensitive now, wait until we pierce them.” More tears streamed from Dana‟s eyes as she sunk even deeper into despair, please take me Lord, I don’t have the strength to endure the trial you set at my feet, she thought to herself. Seeing her misery Mei said, “Don‟t worry pet, soon you will learn to like it with us, though you don‟t believe it now. Now just relax we have a little show for you to watch, keep your eyes on Greta.” Victoria and Mei stepped away from Dana and walked over to stand on both sides of Greta. Victoria barked, “Feet up slut,” and Dana watched Greta lift her feet into the air and take all her weight on her strained arms. The two women then spun her around and Mei snapped, “Feet down,” once Greta‟s posterior faced Dana.

Dana was again confronted with a shocking vision; Greta‟s pussy was stitched shut like an ugly wound! Her pussy lips were drawn together with black thread from up by her clitoris all the way down to her bumhole. And again Dana could not fathom the depth of the torture this poor woman was enduring and it enforced the warning she was given down on the beach. She vowed complete obedience to whatever they demanded of her, no matter how perverse, just to avoid what Greta now suffered. She watched in stunned silence as Mei held up a strange pear-shaped black object, and she said to her audience of one, “They call this a butt plug, guess where it is going?” Mei prodded it against Greta‟s anal starfish a few times before ramming it in harshly and making poor Greta scream through her helmet. “Normally we lube them first, but Greta was a bad slave.” Dana was too stunned to react, just blindly staring at the black disc now hovering above Greta‟s sealed sex. Dana felt her own sphincter clench at the prospect of it being used the ways she saw since she got here. How could this get any worse? Dana wondered, but when Victoria handed Mei a thin wooden cane that matched the one she was holding, Dana guessed that something even more terrible was about to happen. “Master has ordered a hundred cane strokes for Greta today and you are ordered to watch every one Dana, do you understand?” Mei asked, forcing Dana out of her surreal world. Dana stammered, “Y…yes ma‟am.” “You will address Victoria and I as Mistress, and you are not permitted to speak to the other slaves.” “Yes Mistress,” replied the shaken girl, at least it was easier to say this time. Then Dana heard the whistle and the crack, followed by a loud grunt from Greta. She looked at the thin red line Victoria just drew across Greta‟s buttocks and she winced. For nearly an hour Dana watched in horror as Greta‟s backside and legs were slowly covered in red welts. With the cries of anguish Greta made starting about halfway through her beating Dana felt true pity for her. They showed her no mercy from start to finish, with each blow leaving a clear mark. And when they were done there was no part of her legs or her ass that was unblemished, having distributed their blows from her ass cheeks down to her ankles. Finally they tossed the canes aside and turned to face Dana, both evil women covered in the sheen of perspiration from their exertions. Mei smiled and said, “Now it is your turn,” as she looked directly at Dana. Dana was petrified and almost lost her bladder again, but managed to restrain herself at the last second. When she saw Mina approach with a tray holding a cup with a brush handle sticking out of it, her fear eased a bit but she was still very anxious. Mei took the brush out and she saw it was full of lather, and as Mei kneeled between her legs she guessed what was about to happen. It was not lost on Dana that all the slaves her were absent their pubic hair. When Mei started to lather up her sex and mons, Dana knew she was getting closer to becoming one of them…and she shuddered. After coating Dana‟s loins in lather Mei took the straight razor Mina handed her and she showed it to Dana. “I am an expert with this, but you must remain still.” Dana just nodded, unable to find her voice at the moment. Then she watched in rapt fascination as Mei quickly dispatched her bush, leaving her sex fully exposed. It was not hard to stay still since her bondage made movement nearly impossible anyway. Dana

gasped when Mei finally finished and slapped a hot wet towel over her newly bared pudendum. She vigorously rubbed it all around Dana‟s crotch and it soon started to arouse the defenseless girl yet again making her moan loudly. “See what I mean? You have a hair trigger between your legs girl, you will make a fine slut for our Master,” said Mei, knowing her charge would soon surrender to the needs of her body. Dana thought she must have a weak soul because she didn‟t want Mei to stop rubbing her pussy with the towel after she pulled it away. What did that say about her? Just a few hours after being ruthlessly kidnapped she was starting to like what her captors were doing to her? There has to be something wrong with me! Dana could not fathom how all she had learned through her life was failing her now. Then Mei‟s voice caught her attention, “Tonight is an important one for you slave. How you approach it will determine your future. If you willingly give your body to our Master I am sure he will make it quite a pleasant experience for you. If not, he will take you anyway and you will feel more like poor Greta when he does.” That’s not a choice! She thought, willingly submit to being violated by him or be violated anyway! This is completely insane! But she showed no sign of her raging objections as she blankly stared at Mei, too stunned to know what to say or even if she was expected to respond. Then to make it perfectly clear, Mei asked, “Do you think you can offer yourself willingly to our Master?” Dana could not bring herself to say yes, or no for that matter, she was far too scared and confused. Two hellish choices, neither the least bit bearable, so she stammered, “I…don‟t know…Mistress.” “Fair enough, I will give you a couple of hours to consider your choice,” said Mei, then she made a hand gesture and Mina appeared holding a glass with a straw in it. She held the straw in front of Dana‟s mouth and Mei said, “Now drink it all.” That order Dana could follow without thought, and she did, slurping the glass dry as quickly as she could. She might have been more hesitant if she knew what was in it. There were a blend of juices mixed with some stimulants and a mild dosage of an opiate. It was designed to help remove her inhibitions but still leave her coherent and aware. “We will leave you to keep Greta company while you think, I will return and when I do I will need to know your choice. I am sorry but I doubt Greta will be very talkative,” Mei said, and then she gestured to the other slaves and left Dana alone with the cruelly bound and beaten Greta. After they left Dana felt a warm glow in her belly added to the tingling feeling her pussy had since Mei first made her climax. At first she stared at Greta‟s abused rump and legs with pity, but as time dragged by she became fixated on Greta‟s feet. She had to keep them moving constantly it seemed, the dull spikes being too painful to stand on for any period of time. Watching Greta in her tortured state eventually persuaded Dana that the choice she would make was willing submission, the thought of suffering like Greta was too frightening to consider. But as she started to think about what was going to happen she wondered what it would be like. It was not like she had not fantasized about sex, though it was in a completely different scenario. She had always imagined loving the man who took her virginity, but now she had to surrender it to avoid a painful retribution.

As the drugs started to take effect her moral outrage started to fade and her own blossoming passions took over. She actually started to think that she could come to like this life, the way her crotch was now throbbing in anticipation, telling her that her body had accepted its fate. Dana, in her mind, fully surrendered herself to what may come and chose to do her best to keep Avery pleased. She reclined in her bondage and waited anxiously for Mei‟s eventual return.

Chapter 5: Dispatching Dana’s Cherry While Dana made her choice in the dungeon Mei returned to her Master‟s side as he reclined by the pool, sunning himself. The balance of guests and slaves were scattered around the pool area partaking of various recreational activities. The most notable was Victoria getting fucked from behind by Andrew while she was on all fours by the pool, just as Hans had predicted. But Mei paid no notice to that, as she was intent on discussing Dana with her Master. After recounting her time with her charge, Mei finally said, “I do believe she may voluntarily submit to you Master, though it will be fear of the alternative that will motivate her.” “No doubt Mei, but it will still be an important step in Dana‟s training process. We both know it will take time to fully unleash her primal sexual being, but learning to willingly submit, no matter what the reason, is an important start,” replied Avery, smiling at his loyal pet as he spoke. “What will you do with her if she does submit Master?” “I will make her first time a bit more intimate and something she will eventually remember fondly. However, should she choose to resist, she will be taken like an animal, impersonally and harshly. It will be a failure she will never forget and will always regret.” “Then it is best she chooses to submit to you Master.” “I am sure you will persuade her my pet, now which hole would you like me to use?” Mei knew that he was sincere with his question and she could choose how he would use her now, but she wanted only to please her Master. “Whichever you desire Master, this slave is just pleased to be of service to you,” Mei replied, not wanting any of the privileges she was normally granted. Until Dana became a perfect replacement for the disgraced Greta, Mei wanted her Master to make all the decisions for her. “Then you may sit on my lap and sink my cock into your juicy pussy my slave.” Avery lifted his rump off the chaise using his arms, while Mei slid off his swim trunks. Then she straddled him and enveloped his cock with her moist pussy, loving the feeling of his stiff manhood spearing up toward her womb. Once she was fully impaled she began a slow grinding of their mated loins rubbing her inflamed clit against his wiry pubic hair. Avery reclined and let Mei do all the work, enjoying the sight of his loyal slave riding his cock. He looked up at her and said, “After we finish with Dana this evening you will receive a punishment with her there to witness it. Following that you will spend the night with her in a cramped cage.” “Yessss Massster,” Mei hissed, grinding her pussy hard against his pubic bone, knowing what he intended. Dana would feel pity for poor tortured Mei and be that much more susceptible to her when left alone for the night. By tomorrow her bond with Dana would be strong and the girl‟s real training could truly begin. “Now fuck me hard my slave,” Avery bellowed and Mei dropped her hands onto his shoulders so she could obey his command. Avery grabbed her tight ass cheeks and the two began to rut like animals in heat. The only sounds that came from then at that point

were the grunts and squeals of passion, as the two made the chaise lounge bounce on the patio as they fucked. All the action caught Hans‟s attention and he pushed Mina‟s mouth off his cock so he could go over to the bouncing chaise. He stepped behind Mei‟s upturned buttocks and looked down at Avery, who smiled and nodded up to him. It was the invitation Hans had hoped to get. He straddled the lounge chair, pushed down on the small of Mei‟s back, and then he thrust his saliva soaked cock into her asshole. Mei felt him above her just before he lunged and knew what would happen, so she angled her bum upward to take a second cock into her body. When Han‟s mammoth cock sunk deep into her ass, separated by just a thin membrane from her Master‟s cock in her cunt, Mei erupted into a powerful orgasm. The two men kept her sandwiched between them as they ruthlessly plundered her nether holes and made her cry out from the orgasm that rifled through her trapped body. Soon the men were pumping her full of their sperm, as Mei continued to pulse and throb in pure carnal delight. Eventually Hans removed his cock and he stepped away. Avery pushed the spent slave off him, making her sprawl out on the concrete patio. With a gesture from Hans, Mina crawled over and lapped the leaking goo from both of Mei‟s holes, while Mei just basked in the afterglow of amazing sex. She loved to be double penetrated; the feel of two throbbing cocks inside her at the same time was beyond description. It certainly put her in the right frame of mind for what was coming next. Now she would be fully energized for her night with Dana, ready and eager to twist the gullible girl‟s emotions to their needs. Once she had recovered somewhat and Mina had finished cleaning out her bumhole and pussy, Mei was sent to bathe and dress for the evening‟s event. When she was clean again and dressed in her leather harness, stockings, and boots, Mei led Victoria and the twins down to the dungeon again. They found Dana and Greta just as they left them, though the far-away look in Dana‟s eyes was testament to the drugs coursing through her blood. At first they ignored the new recruit while the four slaves removed Greta from her severe bondage. The twins took her away once she was released and they left Mei and Victoria with Dana. They looked at Dana and saw the effect the drug cocktail was having on her, her eyes looking slightly dazed and her swollen sex looking moist and ready for its deflowering. “Have you made a choice slave?” asked Victoria. “Yes Mistress,” replied Dana, her voice sounding weak and distant. “And will you submit to our Master?” asked Mei. “Yes Mistress.” “Good girl, now listen carefully so you will perform as he expects,” Mei said, and then she slowly told Dana what she had to do. As she instructed the girl, both she and Victoria began to remove the lethargic girl from the chair. Once she was unbound they helped her to her feet and steadied her until she could stand on her own. Dana‟s muscles ached after her first foray into severe bondage, even though she would soon learn to expect and crave it. But today she was stunned that they kept her wrists bound behind her back and leashed her posture collar to escort her from the dungeon. This time they led her through a different passage that had steps and

traveled straight into the house, emerging from a door near the kitchen. They took her upstairs from there, and into a large bathroom with a huge sunken tub. Finally they removed the cuffs and collar so they could properly bathe Dana. The hot water felt wonderful to her aching body and soon she was luxuriating as the two women washed her body and her hair. By the time they helped her from the tub Dana felt completely relaxed and oblivious to what she would soon encounter. They took her to a bedroom and dressed her in a lacy white teddy that left her large breasts and newly shaven pussy exposed. A matching garter belt, stockings, and four-inch white pumps completed her outfit. When they let Dana see the finished ensemble in the mirror the girl thought she looked virginal, yet ready to be taken for the first time. Her twisted emotions tried to put a positive spin on the prospect of submitting to Avery, but she still felt apprehension. But once they put a delicate white leather collar around her throat and white wrist and ankle cuffs on her limbs, she started to recognize what she was becoming. The last part of Dana‟s adornments was the bright silver and somewhat thick chain, which they attached to her once Dana got down on her hands and knees. One end was clipped to the metal ring in the center of her collar, dropping down toward the floor. One-foot lengths were connected to it six inches from the floor and clipped to her wrist cuffs. Then the main chain was pulled toward her feet, under the length of her body. It ended around her ankles where two more short chains were clipped and attached to her ankle cuffs. Finally a leash was clipped beside the chain attached to her collar and the two slaves led her from the room. Despite the relaxing effect of the drugs Dana could not help but feel humiliated as she was led around like a dog. The feel of the cuffs and chains attached to her body made her feel helpless, something that actually helped her to get through this. Despite the fact that she had talked herself into offering her body to Avery, the reality of it was fast approaching. As Dana crawled down a hall and then labored to get down the stairs without hurting herself, her fear started to grip her again. This was suddenly becoming very real and terrifying. They reached the ground floor and Dana was led into the living room and she saw that it looked much different now. The artwork on the walls depicted various women in provocatively bound positions and there were strange pieces of furniture throughout the room. Her handlers led her to the middle of the room where Avery sat in a large chair and the rest of the guests and residents sat around him in a square formed by couches. Mei and Victoria walked their pet up to Avery‟s feet and handed him the leash before taking seats with the rest of the audience. She was shivering, mainly from fear, but kneeling at Avery‟s feet and knowing what he intended to do to her made her pussy tingle strangely. Suddenly he seemed so virile and masculine; maybe it was the leather vest that barely covered his hairy chest or the fact that his erect penis was jutting up from his leather pants. She had seen quite a bit of it when she was forced to watch the kinky orgy earlier, but now it was right in front of her face and it seemed larger for some reason. Dana tried to relax and prepare herself to speak to him, but she was so scared. She tried to remind herself that she had no choice, but it did not help much since a small part of her felt a strange attraction to her captor. “Rise up and look at me girl,” Avery said, his tone steady but assertive.

Dana lifted herself up off her hands to kneel facing him, feeling a new shiver down her spine when the cold chain hanging from her collar rested right inside her cleavage. The chains connecting it to her wrists were pulled under her tits as she clasped her hands in front of her belly. She turned her gaze up to Avery‟s face and saw him smiling benignly at her, easing her fears just a bit. “Mei tells me that you wish to willingly submit to me, is that true?” he asked her. “Yes Master.” “You accept your fate and know there is no escape?” “Yes Master,” that much she knew was true. “Will you promise to do my bidding no matter what I ask?” “I promise Master,” Dana replied, hoping she had the strength to keep that promise or the fortitude to deal with the consequences if she could not. “Use you hands to lift your tits so I may see them more clearly.” Dana hesitated for a moment, shocked by his request, but then she slowly lifted her hands, cupped them under her breasts, and lifted them up as if serving them to Avery. “Now shuffle forward and wrap them around my cock,” Avery said, opening his legs wide to make room for her. Again she was caught off guard, but she found herself moving forward without a thought. She gently pulled her orbs of flesh apart until his cock nestled against the chain inside her cleavage, and then she pushed them together. The first feel of his cock against her flesh sent new tremors of pleasure through her. Her fear started to fade as her curiosity and desire began to grow. “It feel good doesn‟t it slave?” Avery asked, his tone a bit condescending this time. “Yes Master,” Dana replied with total sincerity. “Have you ever tasted a man‟ cock slave?” “No Master,” she replied, with a new fear to face now. “It is high time that you did. You may release your grip on your tits and take my cock in your hands.” She did as she was told, almost eager to feel his hot shaft with her hands, it surprised her how hard and yet soft it was at the same time. When she had her hands wrapped around it he said, “You will take the head into your mouth and lick it, do anything stupid and you will regret it.” She knew he meant it and she slowly lowered her head toward the tip of his rod, jutting out from her clasped hands. She noticed how her pussy was now drenched and tingling, as if it was eager to have its turn with Avery‟s cock. When her lips touched it she felt a rush of adrenaline and as she started to pull it into her mouth and lap at it with her tongue, something about it felt nice. Her nerves were frayed but her libido was starting to assert itself, driving her onward. He allowed her to suckle his cock head for a few minutes, noticing how her initial reluctance faded and her tongue became more fluid with its task. He suspected she would make a fine slave and this was a good start, she had accepted the inevitability of her situation and was making the best of it. After he could tell she was immersed in her undertaking, he said, “Now rise up and tell me where you would like me to put it next.” Dana lifted her mouth off his member, but she could still taste the muskiness of it and the goo that had oozed from the tiny opening in its tip. She looked up at him and said, “Please put it inside my…sex…Master,” unable to bring herself to use a crude term.

Avery laughed and said, “Your what? Now beg me properly slave, tell me what you want me to do to you.” Shocked and a bit aroused by his callous laughter, she stared up at him. She screwed up the last remnants of her courage and meekly said, “Please fuck my virgin pussy with your beautiful cock,” surprised that she was able to say that. “That is a bit better and will do for now. Mei, Victoria, you may prepare her now.” Dana‟s handlers were quick to reach her sides and they each took one of her arms and helped her to her feet. Dana was in a fog, almost feeling like she was in a waking dream. They removed the chains connected to her cuffs and collar before leading her around Avery‟s chair and toward the fireplace behind him. It was then that Dana saw Greta strapped to a short and low bench. Her head was facing up at Dana, while her body was rigidly strapped down to the hard bench. Greta‟s arms were at her sides and her lower legs pulled up under the far end of it. Six wide leather straps secured her body from her knees to her shoulders, leaving her unable to move anything but her head. Mei and Victoria turned Dana around to face away from Greta and made her sit on a small stool. A long metal bar secured by chains from each end up to a winch mounted to the ceiling was hanging behind Dana‟s neck. When Mei and Victoria each took one of Dana‟s arms and chained her cuffed wrists to the far sides of the bar she discovered that her first sex act would be in bondage, another reminder of her predicament. She did not resist as her wrists were chained and they used leather straps to secure her arms to the bar, just below her elbows and next to her armpits. Once she was mated to the horizontal bar Mei and Victoria each grabbed one of her ankles and pulled her legs open and up, attaching her ankles to the ends of the bar, completely revealing her virgin sex. Dana looked down her body and shivered again, thinking how perverse this all was, and yet her pussy was now purring in anticipation. Then she felt a jolt and she started to rise, the winch lifting her buttocks off the stool. They lifted her bum a full foot off the stool and then removed it. Then they slid Greta‟s bench under Dana‟s parted thighs, her face staring directly up at Dana‟s hairless wet gash. Dana did not look down though, since Avery had stood up and stepped in front of her. He removed his vest and pants, standing naked before her. He gestured to Mei who sank to her knees and began to suck his cock; something that made Dana experience a twinge of jealousy. Then he said, “Lower her.” After another sudden jolt Dana felt herself descend right onto Greta‟s mouth, her hot wet lips immediately assaulting her exposed sex. She gasped as Greta went to work, quickly causing those simmering feelings to come to a rapid boil. Avery reached forward and grabbed Dana‟s meaty breasts in his strong hands, kneading the malleable flesh. Dana‟s head was spinning and then she felt Victoria come up behind her and embrace her around the waist, trapping Dana between three people. “I grant you permission to climax slave, I want that pussy hot and ready for its first cock,” Avery said; now squeezing Dana‟s heaving tits even harder. The girl was unprepared for the power of the passion inside her as she cried, “Thank you Master!” the orgasm hitting her like a lead pipe. She quivered and quaked, her pussy spraying Greta with a stream of love juice. But that did not deter the slave

lapping at Dana‟s cunt; it only spurred her to work harder. The climax slowly blossomed into a body shaking multi-orgasmic release. She barely noticed when the winch started to lift her again, raising her to the height of Avery‟s cock, though it was still inside Mei‟s mouth. But a slight tap on Mei‟s head pulled her away and she turned and slid back to guide it toward Dana‟s virgin hole. She placed it just at the mouth of Dana‟s soaked and twitching cunt, causing her to moan with desperate desire. Then Avery said, “Beg for it bitch!” “Please Master! Fuck me please!” Dana cried out, frantic to feel the hard cock inside her now. Any reservations were lost in the heat of the moment; she was now fully committed for better or worse. Avery leaned in and Victoria pushed forward, slowly snaking his cock into her pussy. It bumped against her hymen and stopped for a moment, then the two pushed hard and it tore the thin membrane allowing his cock to enter her honey pit. Dana felt a twinge of pain, but it was lost in the fire of the next orgasm that hit her, and she moaned with delight at the feeling of his thick piece of man meat deep inside her belly. She could not believe this was happening, even as she felt the climax rumble through her and her quaking pussy clutched at Avery‟s manhood The group had gathered around the people handling Dana and once Avery was inside her she could hear them cheer and clap. For some strange she felt a bit of pride grip her having submitted to this and avoiding a harsh punishment in the process. But once he started to properly fuck her all thought was lost, as her animal passion took control. As his cock slid in and out of her dripping hole, she squealed and cried like a bitch in heat. She bucked against him wanting to help him as he throttled her tight pussy like a jackhammer. It was the most delicious feeling she ever felt and she wanted it to go on forever. Avery fucked her for a long time, his cock having plenty of stamina after the grand sex he had with Mei earlier. Finally he felt the familiar rumble and he buried his cock deep in Dana‟s sex before pumping her full of his spunk. He stared deep into her glassy eyes, knowing she was now bound to him in a primal way. He had conquered her and she was his. After Avery finished with her, the Masters brothers each took a turn, and then Hans gave her the grand finale. When Andrew took the second dip into her newly opened hole she was a bit upset, but his cock had the same effect on her as Avery‟s did. By the time Jeff and Hans took their turns, she wanted them all to fuck her, her pussy pulsing and squirting the whole time. The prolonged attack of four men on her once virginal sex effectively transformed it into a cock-hungry slit. Dana was completely dazed by the time they lowered her back onto Greta‟s mouth to be licked clean. She hung there limply, occasionally shuddering each time Greta‟s tongue touched her inflamed clit. She felt so drained, yet totally satisfied, ready to crawl into a tight ball and go to sleep, but her first day here was not quite over yet.

Chapter 6: Beaten and Caged Dana was nearly delirious as Greta used her mouth and tongue to suck four cock loads from her cunt, Dana‟s climaxes never really subsiding during the whole affair. She did not recover her senses until she was hoisted up again and they moved Greta away before lowering Dana‟s rump back onto the stool. It was then that she noticed Mei bent over the top of a taller stool, her pear shaped rump pointed right at Dana‟s face. Avery stood next to Mei holding a cane and Dana felt a shiver of fear when she saw it. “Now witness how a good slave receives her punishment,” Avery said. Then he swiped the cane across Mei‟s rump, making a loud crack as it impacted her buttocks. “Thank you Master! May this slave have another?” Mei cried out, her voice clear and unemotional. Avery delivered another blow and Mei cried the same thing again. Dana was mesmerized as she watched him beat Mei, while her was ass slowly covered by angry red welts. But as bad as it looked, Mei‟s voice did not falter, nor did she flinch from a single blow. Dana could not believe what she was seeing; the beating she witnessed with Greta was different than this. Mei was unbound and sounded as if each blow was a great gift the way she cried out after each stinging strike. Something about the way she behaved made Dana feel the need to learn how she did it, thinking it might be the only way to survive this insane place. Avery delivered two-dozen sharp blows to Mei‟s rump before he relented and turned to face Dana again. “That is how a well trained slave behaves for her Master. Mei will be your mentor and I hope you realize how much you can learn from her.” “Yes Master, thank you Master,” Dana replied, feeling compelled to show Avery her gratitude. Why she felt it she was not sure, she should hate him for what he was doing to her. But now that he had violated her body and with the way it made her feel, she was beginning to feel a compelling attraction to this lunacy. Avery shook her from her reverie when he suddenly struck her thighs with the cane, not nearly as hard a he struck Mei, but hard enough to make Dana twist in her bonds and scream from the sudden pain. He said, “You have much to learn. I will allow you to spend the night with Mei so she may begin your education. And know this, if you fail to learn what she teaches you, both of you will suffer…understood?” Dana swallowed hard, fighting back the tears forming in her eyes. “Yes Master, I understand.” She said, feeling a new burden placed on her shoulders. “Good, I will see you in the morning,” Avery said just before he walked away, taking the twin slaves with him. Dana felt another pang of jealousy with part of her wishing she could spend the night with Avery instead of Mei. Once he was gone, most of the others also left, leaving just Hans and Victoria with Mei and Dana. Mei stood up and turned to face Dana, her face bright and happy looking, showing no evidence of the pain she must be feeling from her beaten ass cheeks. “That was refreshing my little pet, soon you will learn the pleasure that can be found when you are suffering under your Master‟s hand,” said Mei, as she caressed Dana‟s tear streaked cheek. She then looked at Victoria and Hans and said, “Let‟s get her down and cleaned up,” and all three went to work releasing their shocked captive.

When Dana was finally unbound Mei helped her to her feet and the two escorts walked them down to the dungeon. There was a small shower stall in a corner where Dana and Mei showered off before being led to a small cell built into the wall. It was a small square, three feet wide and high, cut into the wall with a hinged metal gate in front of it. The small barred door creaked as Victoria opened it and gestured for the slaves to crawl into it. Dana went in first, scared at how small and cramped it was, it was cold bare stone and it made her flesh goose pimple as she crawled into it. Mei followed and the two women had barely any room once both were inside and the gate was closed. Victoria and Hans left once the gate was locked shut with a large padlock, leaving Dana trapped beside Mei. Mei sat by the gate, while Dana was against the back wall. The light was very dim, but she could see Mei‟s face well enough to see how she was smiling at her, like a curious cat. Dana started to sob again, the enormity of what was happening to her finally settling into her mind. So far there was far too much to comprehend, or understand at all. The violence and eroticism she was exposed to since she first saw Greta‟s beach crucifixion came too hard and fast to leave her time to think much at all. Now that the day was over and she had lost her virginity in such a brutal way, the poor girl felt the pangs of despair clutch her. Mei sensed what Dana was going through and said, “Let it out kitten, the first day is always the worst, mine was too.” “How can you live like this?” cried Dana, her mind reeling from the depravity she had faced this day. “Because we have no choice, that is the lot of a slave. But I am here to teach you how to make the most of it. Do you really think that caning hurt me?” “It had to!” cried Dana, “Please don‟t tell me you liked it!” “I relished it Dana, just like I relish any attention my Master gives me.” “I can‟t do this Mistress, it is just insane!” “Just by calling me Mistress I already know that you can. You were raised to be a submissive, just to a different Master. All you have to do is direct those feelings to your new one.” “But Avery is not God, how can I worship him like I do the Lord?” “He may not be God, but he holds your fate in his hands, so you must defer to his desires to survive my pet.” “I hate him, why is he doing this to me?” “Because we are women, and this is what we were designed for. I tasted your pussy Dana, you are just like the rest of us and you just can‟t admit it yet. Would you like me to make you feel that good again?” and she reached down to caress Dana‟s inner thigh, making the girl tremble from her touch. “This is wrong, two girls should not do things like this,” Dana responded, her body reacting with desire while her mind resisted the impulses she was feeling. Mei used her other hand to reach out and caress one of Dana‟s tits, the girl barely flinching when the second hand touched her. Mei leaned forward and whispered, “Your body has desires Dana, let me fulfill them.” “No…please…. stop.”

But Mei‟s hands were persistent, the lower one now caressing the lips of Dana‟s still swollen sex. Dana moaned, and Mei said, “You see baby, you need this, you have denied your desires too long. Now beg your Mistress to satisfy those needs.” “Yesss,” Dana hissed, the fire in her sex starting up again. “Pleassse Misstresss, make me feel good again,” she cried, the new Dana‟s desires overpowering the old one‟s inhibitions. Mei easily slid two fingers into Dana‟s moist hollow, making the girl gasp from desire. Mei moved forward and Dana adjusted her position so Mei could embrace her, lying on her back with Mei on top of her. The nimble fingers inside her sex were pumping slowly in and out, making Dana‟s pussy start to juice up again. Suddenly Dana cried, “God forgive me I love thisss,” and Mei felt her start to come on her hand, her juices flowing from her cunt and forming a puddle on the floor. Mei brought her lips to Dana‟s and kissed the girl deeply, inducing an immediate response from the climaxing woman with her tongue wrestling with Mei‟s. The cell suddenly seemed far less cramped as the two women‟s bodies became intertwined in lustful passion. Dana was again lost in the maelstrom of passion that first emerged under Mei‟s tongue earlier that day. Her doubts and fears were melting under the heat of Mei‟s body as it writhed against hers. Eventually Mei broke off the kiss and whispered, “Are you ready to learn how to please your Mistress slave?” “Yesss, show me how to please you Mistress,” Dana replied, her heart now pounding hard in her chest. Mei said, “Lie back and mimic what I do to you,” just before she turned around and lowered her pussy onto Dana‟s face. Mei lowered her mouth to Dana‟s seeping slit, lapping at the juices that covered the girl‟s thighs. Mei smiled when she felt Dana‟s tentative tongue trying to do the same thing between her legs. Soon she moved to Dana‟s clit and her student followed suit, the hesitation vanished when Dana‟s tongue touched Mei‟s clit. The girl licked and sucked at it with passion now, as her own sex raced toward another orgasm. The Sapphic sixty-nine continued for nearly an hour, with Dana experiencing several heart stopping orgasms. In between her climactic outbursts, the newly inducted slave only managed to make Mei moan with pleasure, not taking her to the levels of pleasure Mei was able to coax from her body. But Mei‟s goal was met nonetheless, proficiency would come eventually, but for now Dana‟s willing participation was all that mattered. Eventually Mei rose up and lifted her mouth and cunt off of Dana. She adjusted herself in the back of the cramped cell and helped Dana to cradle her body in her arms. She rocked with the sexually spent girl until she fell asleep, happy that she had successfully lured Dana into her embrace. She would wake in the morning, still in Mei‟s loving arms. They would emerge from this cell as a bonded pair, as Mei could not deny her own desire to keep Dana as her pet too. While both of them were Avery‟s slaves, Dana would become Mei‟s slave sister, a bond she planned to nurture. Before she went to sleep Mei realized that she never cultivated the right relationship with Greta. To make Dana into the kind of slave that would never disappoint her Master, Mei decided that she would become her confidant. She was determined to nurture this girl into the joys of sexual slavery; she would help make her into the ideal

sex kitten. It was clear Dana had no chance to resist, she was already seduced by the feelings they unleashed in her. Once they enhanced and focused them, the girl would transform into something special. As she slowly drifted off to sleep against the wall behind her, Mei felt happy that she had a chance to atone for the mistakes of her past.

Chapter 7: A Slave’s Morning Ritual Dana awoke with a start, hearing the cell door creaking as it opened. At first she felt a bolt of fear rifle through her, but Mei embraced her tightly from behind when she jolted awake. The warm hug eased her initial fear a bit, when she remembered what she did with Mei before she went to sleep. She suppressed the urge to resist Mei‟s embrace, wanting this waking nightmare to end, but knowing it was all too real. “Out slaves, time to get to work,” came Hans‟s voice, though only his legs were visible to Dana outside the undersized cell. “Don‟t hesitate,” Mei whispered into Dana‟s ear and the girl quickly crawled from the cell. She stopped just outside the cell and when Mei crawled out and rose up to kneel facing Hans, Dana followed suit. Dana was trembling again, the waking reality of kneeling naked in a cold dungeon too hard to just blindly accept. As Hans put collars with leashes on each of the kneeling slaves Dana felt utterly helpless, a scared girl with no idea how to handle this. She glanced at Mei and hoped that following her lead might make surviving this ordeal a bit more bearable, she really seemed like she enjoyed this life. But the idea of learning to like this kind of treatment was not comforting at all, making her wonder what she might become. Once the collars and leashes were wrapped around their throats, Hans said, “Heel,” as he started to lead them out of the dungeon. Mei dropped onto her hands again, with Dana copying her, and both slaves crawled behind Hans as he led them upstairs again. As she crawled beside Mei Dana felt like an animal, no longer human, just a beast owned by cruel people. Though she still wanted to rebel, her fear of reprisals kept her obedient as she climbed the stairs out of the dungeon. Once they were back in the main house Hans led them to a bathroom and once inside he removed the collars before leaving the pair alone again. He said nothing as he departed, but once he was gone Mei stood up and helped Dana to her feet too. Without saying anything she started to run a bath and Dana just stood there staring into space, unable to say or do anything. Once the water was running and Mei had added something from a bottle into the tub, she walked up to face Dana. “It is time to learn how to prepare your body for your Master. A slave‟s only gift for her owner is her body and it is your responsibility to make sure it is clean and ready for him. Now step into the tub Dana,” Mei said, as she guided the girl into the hot soapy water. Dana did as Mei instructed and her new mentor joined her once she was seated in the hot, refreshing water. When Mei started to wash Dana the girl started to relax, feeling Mei‟s hands on her body stirring the new feelings she was developing for the experienced slave. She started with Dana‟s back, making the girl lean forward so she could scrub it, but when she had Dana lie back and she started to wash her breasts, Dana felt the tingle in her pussy begin again. She wondered if she was just a slut who had been hiding it for years, how could she feel such desire under such extreme duress? Then, when Mei moved her hands down into the water and between Dana‟s thighs, the poor girl could not contain a moan of passion.

As Mei rubbed her soapy hands around Dana‟s sensitive sex, she whispered, “You were built for pleasure girl, let the animal within out and you will find happiness.” Then she embraced her charge and kissed her deeply, and Dana could not resist the urge to reciprocate. They shared a deep and passionate kiss and Dana felt her whole body melting into Mei‟s warm embrace. After the kiss Mei returned to work, cleansing her protégé down to her toes. Then she had Dana do the same for her, tentatively at first, but soon enough Dana‟s hands explored every inch of Mei‟s body too. Despite the nature of her situation, Mei‟s gentleness and concern for Dana was having a positive effect on the girl. Once Dana finished cleaning Mei they stood up and Mei drained the tub, but she turned on the shower instead and washed Dana‟s hair and just like their bath, Dana took her turn with Mei‟s hair once hers was done. By the time the pair stepped from the tub to towel themselves dry, Dana had totally relaxed, almost forgetting her situation. Just twenty-four hours ago Dana could not have even imagined being so intimate with another woman. Now she found comfort here with this older woman. The two woman dried each other beside the empty tub, the bond between them growing with each passing moment. Then, when they were dry, Mei said, “Time to clean our insides now,” a statement that confused Dana. But when she saw Mei get a hot water bottle hanging on a metal stand with thin white tubing attached to it, she guessed she meant they would be getting a douche, and she was partially right. She had never taken one herself, never seeing a reason to, but she was aware of what they were. She watched with fascination as Mei filled the bottle with hot water, hung it from the stand, and straddled the toilet. Dana made a small gasp when she saw Mei slide the long thin nozzle at the end of the tube up into her sex. Mei released a clip and in a few moments excess water was pouring from her pussy as she slid the nozzle up and down like she was having sex with it. When Mei was done she removed the nozzle, wiped her pussy dry, and then said, “Your turn pet.” Dana was nervous, but with Mei‟s help she managed to do exactly what her Mistress had done. When she felt the warm water bathing the inside of her recently used pussy she thought it felt wonderful, as it was still sensitive and a bit sore after then amount of use it had taken the prior night. It actually started to arouse her again and she again started to wonder if she had just been a slut in disguise. All those years of denial now seemed so pointless. Despite the fact that she was being forced into this perverse world, the fact that her body felt so vibrant and alive now made her feel she had been hiding her true nature all along. As the douche cleansed her inner folds of flesh Dana started to think about how she lost her virginity and in spite of the demeaning way it was done, she wanted to feel more cocks inside her now hungry sex. When the stream died down and the bag was empty, Dana slid the nozzle from her sex and used the tissues Mei gave her to dab her pussy lips dry. When she stood up and stepped away from the toilet she wondered why Mei was filling the bag again, was she going to have another douche? But Mei said, “Time to clean our other hole now.” Dana felt a shiver go up her spine…other hole? After the bottle was full again Mei attached another nozzle to the end of the tubing. This one was thicker and had a small ball shaped end with a hole in it. Dana was transfixed as Mei straddled the toilet

again, this time facing the wall behind it. She could say or do nothing as she watched Mei push the bulbous end up her butt hole, an act that sent a new shudder of fear through Dana. “We are required to keep are bum holes nice and clean, should our Master wish to use it,” said Mei once the nozzle was nestled in her bum. Dana just nodded to Mei who was looking over her shoulder at her when she released the clip on the tube to allow her bowels to fill with the water. Dana wanted to run from the room, but she knew there was no place to go and all it would earn her was a painful punishment. She stood there like a statue watching the bag deflate as its contents filled Mei‟s backside. When the bag was empty Mei pulled the nozzle from her asshole, but rather than release it into the toilet, she stuffed a butt plug into the tiny hole and stood up to face Dana again. “Now it‟s your turn, I will hold this inside me until you are done slave,” Mei said, as she went to fill the bag yet again. Dana could not move at first, at least not until Mei ordered her to take the same position over the toilet. She shuffled forward, consumed with anxiety, but helpless to resist her Mistress‟s command. She felt a strong compulsion to obey Mei, where it came from Dana was not sure, but as she positioned herself for her first enema, she did her best to try and trust Mei. She told herself that she had no choice, that pain was the only alternative and this had to be better than that. Dana grunted as the bulbous head of the nozzle opened her sphincter and entered her rectum. Mei stroked Dana‟s wet hair and said, “Just relax and it will not be so bad.” Dana heard the click of the clip and felt the warm water start rushing into her bowels. Her body wanted to expel the nozzle and the rushing water, but she clenched her buttocks and endured it as her intestines started to fill with the contents of the bag. At first it was a bit pleasant, even arousing, but soon she felt the pressure build and a need to evacuate her bowels. She strained to hold it in; knowing by what Mei had done to her own ass that was what was expected of her. Finally the rushing stopped, but she felt like she could not hold it. “You may release it when I pull the nozzle out Dana, I will not make you hold it the first time,” Mei said, just before she pulled the nozzle from Dana‟s asshole. “Thank you Mistress,” Dana replied. Then she squealed as the nozzle was roughly yanked from her bum hole. But that was nothing compared to the sounds and smell of the fetid water that gushed from her ass and splashed into the toilet. It was the longest shit of her life, with streams of water intermingled with her own excrement filling the porcelain bowl she straddled. It seemed like an eternity even though it only took ten minutes to expel her first enema. When it had nearly stopped and barely a trickle was leaking from her flushed asshole, Mei used a warm, wet cloth to wipe Dana‟s ass crack clean. Mei ordered her to stand and step back before kneeling to face the toilet. Dana did as she was told and was forced to watch as Mei then removed her plug and expelled her enema too. Dana felt nauseous as she watched the murky brown liquid and chunks of shit as it escaped from Mei‟s rear hole. When she too had finished, Mei ordered Dana to clean her bum, and the now distraught girl obeyed. Mei stood up, turned around and said, “One last thing before breakfast pet.”

But before she could think much about this latest perversity, Mei knelt down and pulled Dana‟s clit into her mouth, sucking it like it was a tiny little cock. Dana arched her back and gasped as the pleasure immediately shot through her sex. Mei was very skilled and in less than a minute Dana was trembling in the throes of another orgasm, shocked at how quickly it happened. Mei broke away and just as quickly, rose up to her feet, taking the sides of Dana‟s head in her hands, and pulling her forward to kiss her deeply. Dana, consumed by the passion Mei again unleashed inside her body, returned the kiss with vigor, no longer feeling there was anything wrong with two women being so intimate. Dana could taste that tart and tangy flavor of her freshly douched sex, and she started to wonder if Mei would let her taste her sex again. It was a thought that disturbed her, but ever since this began she had many of those. All the strictures of her upbringing had been torn away in just a day and the confused girl wondered how long it would be until this all seemed normal to her, just like she saw with the other slaves here. When Mei finally broke the kiss off and stared into her eyes, Dana felt the first taste of a new devotion, one that was stronger than she ever felt before. She asked God‟s forgiveness, knowing now that she was helpless to resist the kind of passion and desire that was consuming her. Mei stood up and helped Dana to her feet before saying, “Time to get dressed and serve our Master‟s their breakfast.” Dana blindly followed Mei from the bath to another room where there was a large and strange looking wardrobe rack along the back wall. It ranged from lacy sexy lingerie, to black leather garments that seemed foreboding, but Dana was slowly becoming accustomed to the perversity that now surrounded her. Mei handed her a pair of stockings and had her sit on a small stool to put them on. They were black and silky this time, the need for white virginal looking attire no longer necessary. Once she had donned the stockings, Mei handed her a pair of shiny black patent leather pumps with four-inch heels. Dana put them on and they felt tight on her feet, but they did fit. “Stand up and spread your legs kitten, time to get into your training harness,” Mei said. When Dana got up she teetered on the spiked heels, not used to wearing such high ones. Mei smiled at her and directed her to face a large mirror on the wall. She stepped up behind Dana and wrapped a soft wide leather collar around her throat with a large metal ring stitched into it just below her chin. A thin strap dangled from the collar under the ring passing through Dana‟s cleavage and ending just below her navel. Another strap trailed down her spine reaching down just below her buttocks where a ring was attached that had two more straps dangling from it reaching Dana‟s knees. At three points along the back strap horizontal straps were attached to it. On one side it was just a few inches long with a buckle on the end, but the other side was much longer. Mei, after buckling the collar in place, said, “Put you hands behind your neck and lock your fingers together sweetie.” Once Dana did as she was told, Mei took the top horizontal strap‟s long end and slid it under Dana‟s armpit, over left breast, down through her cleavage, and back around to buckle it in place. Dana stared at her reflection, confused as to what Mei was doing. But when she repeated the procedure with the next, lower strap, Dana saw her tits squeezed between the crisscrossed straps. It was appalling and arousing all at once, a strange feeling that made her feel a bit lightheaded.

Then she heard Mei say, “I said spread those legs girl,” as she kicked at Dana‟s ankles to coax them further apart. Mei knelt behind Dana then and said, “Stay still, and if you relax what I am about to do will be easy, but if you struggle I will have to punish you…now brace yourself.” Dana had no idea what Mei intended, but memories of Greta told her to do whatever her Mistress wanted. When she felt the greased end of a butt plug prod at her sphincter, Dana tensed, but she quickly relaxed her buttocks, as she braced for another perverse intrusion into her body. As the plug ascended into her rectum, stretching her tiny hole when the bulbous middle entered, Dana thought about the orgy she had watched yesterday. Once the plug settled in place, her anal ring clamping around its narrow base, Dana guessed she was being prepared for further use back there. It was just another shocking revelation, but now it seemed easier to accept, having seen so much already. Once the plug was trapped in Dana‟s rump, Mei pulled the ring attached to the back strap down between her buttocks and she clipped it to the bottom of the plug. Then she pulled the twin straps attached to the ring between Dana‟s thighs and upward, using her other hand to bring the long waist strap around Dana‟s body. The ends were looped and Mei threaded them through the waist strap before buckling it tightly around Dana‟s body. She crawled around Dana until she was kneeling in front of her and she pulled the straps coming up from between Dana‟s legs apart, then she did something to cinch them tight, forming a V shape with her pussy framed at its base. Before Dana could react Mei reached around her, grabbed Dana‟s rump cheeks and sucked her clit between her lips, making Dana teeter on her heels again. Dana strained to keep her balance while Mei‟s lips and tongue played havoc with her swollen sex bud. Dana started to tremble as another wave of sexual pleasure burst into her sex, her mind unable to comprehend why she reacted so strongly…and so quickly. Between Mei‟s firm grip on her butt cheeks and her over active mouth, Dana was trapped by her mounting lust. She started to cry out, “Yes, Yesss, Yessss!” her heart pounding beneath her compressed tits, which were throbbing of their own accord. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, not recognizing herself at all. The naked slave standing there with another woman kneeling between her legs bore no resemblance to who she was just a day ago. Why in God’s name does this feel so good? I am no more than a harlot now, finding such pleasure in sinful depravity. That was her last coherent thought since another orgasm grabbed her, making her cry out, “YESSSSSSSS!” this pleasure to strong to deny. Mei broke away then, sliding up Dana‟s body until she could bring her pussy drenched lips to Dana‟s. She could not resist the advance, kissing Mei deeply and passionately once again. She knew she was becoming lost in this strange world, but she no longer cared, eager now to explore this newfound sexual bliss. Mei had unleashed Dana‟s primal spirit and the girl was set firmly on the course Mei and her Master intended. Then, quite suddenly again, Mei broke off the kiss and said, “We must go, it is time we served our Master‟s needs.” “Yes Mistress…thank you Mistress,” Dana replied, her voice husky with rampant lust. She was now ready to explore these feelings and she meekly followed her Mistress after Mei leashed her collar and walked out of the room. As she followed the elegantly

naked woman, Dana felt totally relaxed and content to follow wherever Mei took her, now ready to learn her fate.

Chapter 8: The Awakening of a Slave Mei took Dana downstairs to the kitchen, where they found Mina cooking with Shonta setting the rustic wooden table on one side of the room. Mei led Dana over to the table and had her kneel beside the chair at the head of the table. “Wait here pet, our Master will be here shortly and you will simply do as he says. Is that clear?” “Yes Mistress,” replied Dana, who felt her stomach rumble from the smell of eggs and bacon cooking. The hardwood floor was not kind to Dana‟s knees, but she was growing accustomed to nothing being kind here, with the exception of Mei. If it wasn‟t for Mei‟s compassion and her ability to stir her sexual awakening, Dana thought she would be lost. So as she awaited Avery‟s arrival, she clung to her feelings for her new Mistress. Mei left the kitchen, leaving Dana kneeling alone by the table while Mina and Shonta prepared breakfast. From where she knelt she was able to watch the pair over by the stove, her own hunger now permeating her mind with the smell of the food cooking filling the room. Dana thought about the splendid meal she had on the jet coming here, it was just yesterday when she thought her career was starting to soar. But now that was over and here she was nearly naked, kneeling like a frightened puppy with her entire life controlled by Avery and his cohorts. As she watched the pair of slaves on the other side of the kitchen, Dana noticed how strange the bald black woman looked. But her absentee hair was a minor distraction, since she was reminded how all the slaves, Mei and Victoria included, sported nipple and nose rings. She wondered how long it would take for her to receive hers, a thought she tried to ignore, but could not. When she had been with Mei Dana had wanted to ask her about the rings, but there was never a chance, too many other shocking things kept popping up during her first day here. Without Mei here to anchor her, Dana‟s anxiety started to grow again, doubting her ability to willingly do what they would expect of her. The plug in her ass reminded her that she would soon become a Sodomite, if she weren‟t one already with that evil object now violating her. It was too much to contemplate; yet she could not help but imagine the depravities she would face, having witnessed so much already. Just when the thoughts nearly overwhelmed her, Dana heard people approaching the kitchen. When she saw Mei enter first it helped her to relax a bit, just the sight of her reassuring the scared girl that there was someone here who was kind to her. She held a leash that was attached to what looked like a life-sized rubber doll that was following her. Dana guessed that it was Greta, though all that was visible through the skintight rubber suit she wore was her bright blue eyes and ringed nipples that were visible through small openings in the outfit. When Mei walked her over to the stove Dana noticed the doll was wearing impossibly high heels, yet she walked without trouble. The suit had no arms, but Dana could see how Greta‟s arms were trapped at her sides, their outline visible through the tight confines of her garment. When she reached the cooking area, with her back turned to Dana, the kneeling slave saw a bulge in the middle of Greta‟s pear shaped rump, and Dana guessed she too had a plug up her ass.

But Dana‟s attention was quickly diverted when Avery came into the room, flanked by the Masters brothers with Hans just behind them. They were all wearing black robes and it appeared to the girl that they were naked beneath them. They walked over to the table and took their seats, with Avery sitting at the head of the table, next to where Dana knelt on the floor. Though she was unrestrained, Dana felt as if she was unable to move, suddenly nervous as she awaited Avery‟s first command. But instead of issuing an order, he asked, “Did you enjoy your night with Mei Dana?” “Yes Master,” Dana replied, her nerves easing a bit. “Good, I hope you pay close attention to what she teaches you, it will ease your transition into your new role,” he said. Then he looked over toward the slaves preparing breakfast and said, “You may serve us now.” Dana looked up and saw Shonta and rubberized Greta turn around and start walking toward the table. Her eyes went wide when she saw the serving trays strapped to their waists, each holding a pair of covered plates. But it was not that the trays were attached to their waists, rather it was how the outer corners of them were chained to their nipple rings, making their tits carry the weight of the trays. Mei followed them as they approached the table and when they arrived she took the two plates Shonta carried and placed them in front of the Master‟s brothers. Greta stopped on the opposite side of Avery‟s chair from where Dana knelt on the floor, just between where Hans and Avery sat. Dana then heard Avery say, “Stand up and serve us our breakfasts Dana.” Dana replied, “Yes Master,” as she rose to her feet, and took the plates from Greta‟s tray. She could see the relief in Greta‟s eyes when she took the weight off her stretched nipples, again amazed at the way these devious men could torture a woman. Once the plates were in place the men removed the covers and returned them to the slaves‟ trays, gesturing for them to leave. Mei moved to the spot Greta was at once she walked back toward the other side of the kitchen and Avery made a gesture for his two slaves to kneel beside him, and like she had learned, Dana followed Mei‟s lead. The two slaves knelt on both sides of their Master while he ate his breakfast. Dana watched him eating; desperately hungry, and she learned quickly that this was just another form of torture she had to bear. When the men finished eating and were drinking their coffee Dana thought she would faint from the hunger that gnawed at her empty belly. As if he knew what was tormenting Dana, Avery then said, “Mina you may feed my slaves now, then bring them to the great room for Greta‟s next punishment.” With that said, Avery and the men stood up and left the room, leaving Dana and Mei still kneeling at the corners of the table. Once they were gone, Mina said, “Come here girls, your breakfasts are ready.” Mei dropped to her hands and crawled toward Mina, with Dana following her. They reached the counter and Dana saw two dog bowls on the floor, filled with scrambled eggs and small pieces of bacon. She saw Mei bend down and start to lap at one bowl, eating like she was a dog. Since Dana was so hungry she followed suit despite the shock of what was expected of her. The two slaves gobbled down the bowls‟ contents, making a mess of their faces by the time they were done.

When Mei was finished she moved toward Dana, who rose up from her empty bowl only to have Mei lick her face clean. When Mei finished cleaning Dana‟s face, Dana returned the courtesy. It was yet another humiliation, but Dana was becoming accustomed to such perverse and demeaning behavior. When they were done Mina clipped leashes to the slaves and led them back to the living room. Dana saw that Greta was now squatting in the center of the room with her head sticking out of a hole in the center of a small table. The hood she wore had been removed and her sweaty head looked like an odd centerpiece on the bare table. The twins were behind her, combing out her long platinum blonde hair. Then they made two parts in Greta‟s hair, about two inches apart from the center of her head. The put a long curved clamp through the center of her hair, allowing the sides of it to spill down the sides of Greta‟s head. Mei crawled to the right side of the chair Avery was sitting in and Dana took a position to his left, where both girls knelt beside the armrests. Dana watched as the clamp holding the middle of Greta‟s hair was attached to a pair of chains at both ends and lifted up and connected to a metal ring dangling from the ceiling. This kept Greta‟s head erect, her chin held a few inches above the tabletop. “Dana, what you are about to witness is akin to an old biblical tale. Do you remember the story of Samson?” “Yes Master,” replied Dana. “Greta has always been proud of her hair, since she is a rare natural platinum blonde. Her failure as my slave was having any pride at all, so part of her punishment is to have all her former pride stripped from her. Today she will have her once full mane removed and she will be left with just enough so she can remember what she once had. You may begin slaves.” April and May held up the electric clippers they held for Dana to see, just before turning them on and shearing away all the hair on the sides of Greta‟s head. Dana watched as clumps of the silken hair piled around Greta‟s head, leaving short stubble in the wake of the buzzing clippers. Dana saw the tears pouring from Greta‟s eyes and knew that this had to be more mentally painful than some of the real tortures she saw the woman undergo. Once the twins had cut her hair nearly down to its roots, they each lathered the sides of Greta‟s head and shaved the sides of her scalp smooth, leaving her with a thin strip of hair at the center of her head. Greta, to her credit, endured the denuding of her scalp silently, her tears the only statement she made. When her head was nearly bald, the twins used their straight razors to cut the top of her hair off, leaving the bulk of it hanging from the clamp. What was left was a short, spiked Mohawk style hairdo that looked like a white stripe over her shaven scalp. But the twins were not done, coating the sparse patch of hair with black goo that must have been a dye, thought Dana. Based on what Avery told her she knew that what they just did to Greta was an evil and lasting punishment that would remind her every day of what her transgression was. She watched silently as the twins removed the front section of the table and helped the sobbing Greta to her feet, her short patch of hair now looking like an oily patch of black grease. “Do you now understand your failure slave?” Avery asked her as she stood there facing her old Master.

“Yes Master,” she sobbed, “this slave understands the folly of personal pride.” “Good, you may go with the twins now, they will prepare you for your next punishment.” “Yes Master,” Greta replied and then she turned and followed the twins from the room. When she was gone, Avery said, “Dana, crawl to the table and take a seat on it facing me.” Dana obeyed, her heart pounding in her chest, as she was sure she was about to be tested. When she reached the edge of the table she clambered up onto it and turned to sit on the edge facing Avery. Then, without a thought, she parted her legs to show him her leather-framed sex. It felt strange when she rested her rump on the edge of the table, since it pushed against the plug in her ass. “You learn quickly slave, displaying that sweet cunt for your Master. How does the plug in your ass feel?” Avery asked Dana. “Strange Master.” “Good answer slave, honest, yet sublime. I could have taken your ass last night, but it would have been nothing but painful. So I have chosen to allow you some time to stretch it for my eventual use.” Then he turned to Mei and said, “Bind her to the table.” Mei rose up to her feet and walked up to Dana, helping her to lie back on the table‟s hard surface. Dana did as Mei urged and watched her as she came around to where her head was as she took her wrists, crossing them above her head. She used rope this time to bind Dana‟s wrists and then she pulled them down over the edge securing them beneath the table. Mei moved around to the other side and lifted one of Dana‟s ankles, wrapping it in another length of rope and tying it off high to another ring hanging from the ceiling, this one off to the side of the table. She did the same thing with Dana‟s other ankle, leaving the girl‟s legs hoisted up and widely spread. Then Mei knelt between Dana‟s parted thighs and pulled her rump over the edge of the table, putting additional strain on her bound arms. Mei used another length of rope around Dana‟s waist, right at the table edge, and secured it under the table like her wrists. This made it impossible to pull her rump back onto the table. It was stressful and somewhat painful since the edge of the table was cutting into her lower back. But the stress and pain melted away once Mei‟s talented mouth found her pussy again, immediately sparking a new wave of lust from Dana‟s hungry pussy. As Mei worked on her cunt, Avery rose up from his chair, removed his robe and walked around to the head of the table. He stood just above Dana‟s head, stroking his erect cock. Then he asked, “Would you like me to fuck you with this slave?” Dana was breathing hard now, Mei‟s lips and tongue wreaking havoc on her swollen clit. She was barely able to pant, “Yesss Massster, pleassse fuck meeee,” her desire swelling like a balloon filling with air. He tapped the head of his penis on her forehead and said, “Then beg Mei to stop and make room for me.” Desperate to come, but also eager to feel his manhood inside her again, Dana cried out, “Please stop Mistress! My Master wants to fuck me!” Mei stopped and stood up and looked down at her new pupil, smiling widely with her face coated by Dana‟s pussy juices. “Only if you promise to lick my cunt while he fucks you,” she said, running a finger along the length of Dana‟s sopping wet slit.

“Yesss! I want to lick your cunt Mistress, please let me please you!” Dana was frantic with desire, eager and ready to lick Mei‟s cunt and feel Avery‟s cock inside her pussy. All her inhibitions were gone, bound and spread across the hard table; Dana was ready to unleash the sexual beast inside her. She wanted, no she needed, to feel both Mei and Avery use her at once, to literally be sexually overpowered by them. They did not disappoint her, with Mei climbing onto the table and squatting over Dana‟s face before grabbing two fistfuls of her hair to pull her face into her soaked pussy slit. While this was happening Avery moved around the table and positioned his cock at Dana‟s dripping wet hole. This time he drove forward hard and fast, with far more force than the first time, stabbing his dick deep into Dana‟s gash. She screamed into Mei‟s pussy, half pained and half delirious with lust. While Mei rubbed Dana‟s face hard against her cunt, driving herself to an orgasm, Avery started to give Dana a truly brutal reaming. Dana climaxed almost immediately after Avery‟s cock speared deep into her womb. Her pussy responded by gushing like a fountain, soaking both Avery and her. This was not like the first time, which was hard, but all the men had pulled their punches when they first took her. Today Avery introduced her to brutal fucking, bone rattling sex that would leave her bruised and sore. The only thoughts in Dana‟s mind at this point were focused on the cock in her pussy and Mei‟s sex rubbing against her face, as she surrendered to the delicious pleasure that infused her body. She struggled to breathe the way Mei forcefully jammed her head into her pulsing sex, but Dana did not care, every aspect of this vicious assault actually increasing the pleasure she felt. As Avery pounded his hips into Dana‟s dangling buttocks he knew he had found a true sex machine. The way her cunt throbbed against his cock, spewing gushes of girl cream down his thighs, told him all he needed to know. He was not sure if she was just like a genie released from her bottle, or whether Mei‟s skilful ministrations played a part in her conversion. But one thing was for sure; Dana was well on her way to becoming the compliant sex kitten he wanted. The only part that really surprised him was that just a day ago she was a God fearing virgin. As he fucked her into utter submission he knew Andrew had found a true gem, something he would have to reward him for. As Mei and Avery started to tire from the savage assault on Dana‟s bound body, the rest of the crew, except for the twins and Greta, arrived to take their turns with Dana. After Mei came all over Dana‟s face and Avery pumped a load into her cunt, they were replaced by Victoria and Andrew. Dana was delirious with lust and did not care who used her as two others took the places of Avery and Mei, she just continued to climax like a bitch in heat. The onslaught of sexual abuse lasted for hours, with Dana losing consciousness several times, only to be revived and used again. By the time they were finally done with her she was a sweaty, cum filled pile of flesh that could not remember her name. The men went their separate ways to clean up, while the slaves released and carried the near comatose girl to the bath to wash her. Dana was so out of it she would not remember the careful and gentle bath she was given, or how she was dressed in a fresh harness with a new and larger butt plug. She just floated in a sea of sexual bliss, unaware of the world around her.

Chapter 9: Discipline For Two When Dana finally regained her senses, after several hours in sub space, she found she could not move. She opened her eyes and saw her harnessed tits with her head slumping forward as she sat on a hard wooden chair. Her arms were pulled behind her and over the back of the chair, secured to something that kept them rigidly in place. Her legs were parted and strapped to the front legs of the chair. She looked down to see that the chair had no seat and her achingly sore pussy was pointing at the floor. When she lifted her head to see where she was the sight of Greta in front of her confronted her gaze. They were in the living room with Greta positioned in front of the fireplace while a roaring fire raged behind her. She was stretched out between two poles, her arms and legs pulled out to form her into a human X shape. Her short black Mohawk looked so strange, nothing like the beautiful head of blonde hair she once had. The front of her body was covered with welts and Dana guessed she must have missed Greta‟s latest punishment. Then Dana noticed how Greta was bowed forward and she could see the metal rod wedged against the floor that apparently was speared deep up her ass. Greta‟s pussy was still stitched closed and because of the way she was bound, it was pointed at Dana. Greta‟s eyes appeared glazed as Dana looked at her face, with her body drenched by perspiration from the heat of the fireplace behind her. She felt pity for the poor woman and in her mind she again vowed never to displease Avery so he would not punish her like this. After staring at Greta‟s suspended suffering for a short while, Dana looked around the room and noticed that it was dark outside. The memories of how this day started suddenly flooded her mind and she remembered how cruelly she was used. Her aching pussy was a reminder of the brutal abuse it endured; yet for some reason she felt a kind of physical satisfaction like never in her life. She remembered having a never-ending series of climaxes that shook her to her very core. Something inside her had changed, what it was she did not know, but now she felt as if her life had meaning. All those years of struggle to achieve a decent life no longer mattered, now all she wanted was to see how much pleasure she could feel. But the way Greta was displayed before her was a poignant reminder that there was a price to pay if she failed to please her owner. Her owner. Somehow the thought of Avery owning her no longer seemed abhorrent, it was in some way comforting to know she had a place and a purpose as his slave. She sat there quietly, wanting to ask Greta questions, but doubting it would be permitted. Not to mention the fact that poor Greta did not seem to be in the frame of mind to say much of anything. She simply hung there, twitching occasionally when a spark from the fireplace would escape to singe her back. In the short time she was here Dana had transformed into something she could never have pictured, a harlot that her parents would never understand. Yet she felt a strong compulsion to follow her new instincts and accept her new life, as if she had any choice in the matter. After a long time she heard voices and people approaching, and she started to get excited again, knowing something decadent was about to happen. She wanted to explore her new perversity now; eager to revel in the outlandish pleasure it created. The entire

group soon entered the room; all of them naked except for the stockings and heels the slaves wore. Avery and Mei came to stand in front of her, smiling at their new pet. Dana, now inured to her fate, smiled happily back at them. “I see you have returned to us pet, did you have a nice nap?” asked Avery. “Yes Master,” replied Dana. “Though you have been an ideal student so far, there are some hard lessons in slavery you must also learn. Tonight you will get your first taste of pain, but since you have been such a good girl so far, I will make it somewhat pleasant too,” he said. Dana felt a chill go up her spine, the word „pain‟ ringing in her ears. But like a compliant puppy, she responded, “Yes Master, thank you Master.” He turned to Mei and said, “You may prepare her now.” Mei walked away for a moment, only to return and kneel in front of Dana‟s chair. She held a short rod with a dildo attached to one end and a large vibrator taped to it several inches below its penis shaped head. She slipped it under the chair and slid it into Dana‟s still wet pussy, making the girl moan as her tender flesh expanded to accept it. Mei pushed it up until the vibrator crushed against Dana‟s clit, making the girl gasp from the mere touch of it. Her clit was hypersensitive, and the bulbous head of the vibrator made the girl tremble and want to shrink away from it. But Mei wedged it to the floor, trapping it inside and against her sex. When Mei flicked the switch on it Dana went rigid, as the pleasure seemed too intense to bear. She wanted to scream, „STOP!‟ but all she could do was moan piteously. By the time Mei was standing in front of her again, poor Dana was racing headlong into another climax. But then she saw Mei take a cane and begin to tap it against her harnessed tits. At first it just stung a bit, but Mei slowly increased the strength of each blow until it caused real pain to radiate through her chest. Dana screamed, “NO PLEASE STOP!” but she could only say it once before Victoria wedged a ball gag into her mouth. She struggled in her bonds as the gag was strapped to her neck and the cane rained painful blows down on her poor breasts. The pain she was feeling had stopped her ascent to another orgasm for a few minutes, but soon the vibrator and dildo started to overshadow the cane. As the pain built in her tits, so did the pleasure between her thighs, and Dana was again lost in a place known as sub space. When the climax finally hit her, she writhed like an animal in a trap, caught between the heavenly pleasures and the hellish pain that combined in her bound body. She stared down at her tits, now covered with thin red welts, even as she felt her pussy throbbing around the fake penis inside her. Just when she had thought she had come to terms with her new life, these maniacs had found another way to shock and stun her. As her tits burned with pain, her cunt was ablaze with passion like never before, and the two feelings combined to enhance her continued transformation. After her breasts were covered with small welts Mei stopped the caning, but she let the vibrator continue its assault on Dana‟s pulsing sex. The Asian woman stepped behind Dana and cradled her head between her bare breasts and said, “That was just a taste my pet, now watch as a slave receives true torture.” Mei had pointed Dana‟s face back at Greta and she saw that the men were working on her. Her tits were now trapped in an evil looking clamp that squeezed them from above and below, making them bulge out obscenely. Greta also wore a blindfold

and gag, her face obscured by them so she could not see or protest what they were about to do. She watched in horror as thin chains were clipped to Greta‟s nipple rings and her nipples were stretched upward and secured to rings in the ceiling. Avery stepped in front of the helplessly climaxing Dana and showed her two skewers, each at least a foot long. He said, “Watch carefully and see how much pain a slave can take.” He turned and walked over to Greta, placing the pointed end of the spike against the top of her stretched teat. Then he pushed down, impaling her fleshy orb and eliciting a muffled wail from behind Greta‟s gag. He slowly pushed down until Dana could see the base of her breast bulge and the tip of the skewer emerge from her flesh, followed by a slow trickle of blood. He repeated the procedure on her other tit, and all through Greta‟s ordeal Dana continued to shudder from the powerful orgasm that consumed her. Dana was lost in the strangely perverse feelings that enveloped her, far too busy dealing with the raging pleasure she felt to feel any compassion for the tortured woman hanging in front of her. Mei was now massaging Dana‟s beaten tits, half causing her pain and half spurring her climax even higher. Any rational thoughts were lost; as she again succumbed to the pleasure and abuse she endured jointly. She was forced to watch as each of the men took similar skewers and continued to puncture Greta‟s abused tits. When they were done she had four spikes in each tit that formed a perverse circle around her blood stained orbs. Greta was trembling just like Dana, her muffled howls of pain a pitiful tribute to her suffering. And just when Dana thought she would faint again from the intense feelings raging through her body, Avery reached down and turned off the vibrator. Though it stopped dead, Dana‟s pussy and clit continued to throb as if it were still humming against her sex. Mei started nibbling at her earlobe, and Dana moaned with delight, happy to feel Mei‟s gentle caresses. Her tits throbbed with diminishing pain, and her mind started to claw itself back to reality. As she started to regain her senses she saw Avery step into her view, stroking his hard cock in front of her face. The sight of it, all gnarled and with its bulbous head, made Dana want to suck it. Not like the last time, this time she wanted to feel it completely inside her mouth. As if he read her mind he straddled the chair, slipped it between her lips and she greedily sucked it like a babe on her mother‟s nipple. Wedged between Mei and Avery again made Dana feel good, happy to be the center of their attentions. Avery was not so rough this time, allowing the new slave to explore his cock at her discretion and not jamming the full length of it down her throat. Dana loved the feeling of his hot shaft between her lips; sucking on it madly and wanting to taste his spend. She got her wish when she felt it swell in her mouth and start to spurt gobs of spunk down her throat. She did her best to swallow it all, but some leaked from the sides of her mouth to dribble down her chin. Finally, once he had filled her belly with his spunk, he slid it from her mouth. She tried to kiss it as he pulled away, making him chuckle. He said, “A ravenous cocksucker too, you never cease to amaze me Dana.” After licking her lips to catch what escaped, she purred, “Thank you Master.” Then Avery stepped away and she caught sight of Greta again, stretched out with her tits still holding the bloody spikes. She watched as Avery went over to the fireplace and pulled a rod out of it, one that had been buried deep in the burning wood. He carried

it over toward Dana to show her the glowing end shaped like an S. She cringed as she felt the heat from it and almost peed herself, half expecting him to brand her with it. But he said, “Now watch as I mark Greta‟s sex with this brand. The S denotes a slave and a slut, one who has failed a Master.” Still resting her head against Mei‟s chest Dana watched in stunned horror as Avery approached Greta, who could not see what he held. But she must have heard what he said, since she started to shake and struggle against her bondage. That reaction caused Hans to step behind Greta and wrap his arms around her waist, while the Masters brothers each grabbed one of her thighs to hold her still. Holding the glowing iron inches from the bulge of Greta‟s pubis, Avery said in a loud voice, “From this day forward your name is slut, Greta no longer exists.” Then he pressed the molten brand against her flesh making her flesh sizzle and smoke. Her gag could not contain the ear-piercing scream that erupted from the pit of her soul as the brand burned into her flesh. The smell of burning flesh instantly reached Dana‟s nostrils, as she flinched from it as she watched Greta howl in agony. Avery removed the brand to reveal a bright red S permanently marked above Greta‟s sealed sex. Her thighs were drenched from her pee as her bladder had lost control the moment the brand touched her, spraying all over her legs and the floor beneath her. Once the brand was removed her head slumped down, causing the spikes protruding from below her tits to pierce her abdomen. The men released their grips on her, leaving her to hang there apparently unconscious. With Mei holding her Dana watched as the rest of the group celebrated Greta‟s punishment with another orgy. Only this time she wished she could join in with the fun. Dana was no longer upset by the cruelty she had witnessed, rather she was now eager to explore her own perversity no matter what. With Mei and Avery guiding her, she was prepared to become just like the other slaves here. Eventually they released her and her two mentors took them to their room where she spent the night servicing them both. With tonight‟s lessons deeply imbedded in her psyche, she demonstrated her budding potential long into the night, until all three of them fell asleep from sheer exhaustion.

Chapter 10: Marked as His Slave The next few days developed a pattern Dana would follow for her entire time in Avery‟s service. Upon rising in the morning she would share her morning toilet with Mei, cleaning themselves inside and out for their Master. They would serve him breakfast and then eat theirs from bowls on the floor. Once the morning ritual was complete, Dana was schooled in the skills she would need to serve Avery. Mei was an ideal teacher, mixing in the proper amounts of kindness and discipline to keep Dana happily in line. Dana learned how to make up her face to accentuate her natural beauty. She also learned how to wear provocatively revealing outfits and extremely high heels to display her marvelous body for him. And most importantly, she learned how to revel in a neverending variety of bondage and torture that sent her body into convulsions of pleasure that constantly amazed her. Mei was a skilled Mistress, even though she was completely submissive to Avery, and she used her skills to train Dana to be just like her. Though she was here less than a week, Dana felt as if this was what she always was, and she had simply denied it. She no longer considered herself a prisoner, or that she was forced into this life. Instead she felt like Mei and Avery had released her from another form of bondage and now she could revel in the joy of a life without moral inhibitions. Every time Mei twisted her body into another challenging and vulnerable position, her pussy would quiver and juice from the arousal it created inside her. For the first few days she spent much of her hours early alone with Mei, then some time with Avery. But the evening orgies, and the requisite tortures of the branded slut thoroughly fed into her newfound depravity. When she was called upon to torture the slut too, she eagerly joined in, enjoying the woman‟s obvious suffering. The first time she used a cane, ordered to beat slut‟s still sealed sex, she had no hesitation and even had to be stopped before she damaged her victim. Dana also learned to embrace pain, slowly indoctrinated into the world of the resident submissive pain sluts. The fact that Mei often suffered the same torture with her, like when their nipples were clamped and connected with short chains, helped the girl accept the pain associated with her slavery. And though her body always ached, her hungry sex kept her going, seeking the next level of perversion. It was like a drug; the more she received created the need for more intensity. Finally, with just a couple of days left before they would depart for her new home, Dana was led down to the dungeon again. Mei and Avery strapped her to table, her body splayed out wide and vulnerable. The rest of the group gathered around her as Avery showed her the rings, the only trappings she did not have like the other slaves here. She felt a rush of joy knowing she would soon be just like them and she smiled brightly up at Avery. “You are ready to receive the marks of your slavery Dana?” he asked her. “If it pleases you Master, this slave only lives to serve your desires, “ she responded, simply wanting to please her Master. “Mei has taught you well, let‟s get on with it,” he said. They started with her nipples by having Mei and Victoria suck on them until they were swollen and rigid atop her heaving breasts. Then Avery took a long needle and slowly pierced her left nipple, while Andrew replaced Mei to puncture her right one.

Dana merely gasped when the needles slowly passed through her rigid nubs, the pain it caused now seeming minor compared to what she had already endured. Once the needles were embedded in her flesh the open rings were attached to the pointed ends of the needles and forced back through her nipples, leaving the rings in their wake. Avery used pliers to squeeze it shut through a small ball he mounted to it. Once Andrew had sealed his ring, Mei was now above her and held her head up so she could see the jewelry that now adorned her breasts. “Thank you Master,” Dana cooed, feeling truly owned by this man. Then they held her head still as another needle was used to pierce her septum and install her nose ring. She stared up at Avery as her nose burned with pain, feeling nothing but devotion to this strange man. They had cruelly taken her, used and abused her, and now installed the rings that proclaimed her slavery, and all she felt was happiness. When they were done they released her from the table and led her to a mirror to see her new rings in their permanent homes. Dana stared at her reflection with wonder and awe, feeling like she had earned something special. Though her descent into utter slavery was swift, it now felt like it was meant to be. No matter what her life was before she came here, this would always be the place where she discovered her true calling. Mei and Avery stood on each side of her, looking very proud and happy, and that made Dana feel the same way. Her transformation was now complete, she was a slave and she knew it, deep down to the core of her soul. Now that Dana had received the trappings of her slavery, Hans brought slut into the room. Her body was still covered by the bruises and welts of days of constant punishment. Her branded pubis was covered by an ugly scab that had yet to heal, but would eventually display the S that was emblazoned on her flesh. She was naked and unbound, and she looked clear-eyed for the first time since Dana arrived. Hans steered her toward Avery, who turned to face her, and with a nudge from Hans, slut sank to her knees before Avery. She went further though, placing her hands behind her back as she dipped her face toward his feet to kiss them. Mei moved around behind Avery to come to Dana‟s side and wrap her arm around her waist, which caused Dana to do the same around Mei‟s. They watched together as slut abased herself at Avery‟s feet. After enjoying her supplication for a few moments, Avery said, “Have you learned your lesson slut?” She barely rose up, just enough to speak, and she said, “Yes Master, this useless slut will never feel pride again. Her sole purpose in life is to please her owners and she seeks no rewards for it.” “We shall see,” replied Avery, “That will be for your new owner Andrew to decide, as of now you are his slave to use as he sees fit. Then he turned to his friend and new owner of the kneeling slave and he said, “What say you, should we open her cunt and give her the fucking of a lifetime?” “Absolutely, but I think she should be stretched wide for the event. Up on your feet whore, time to get fucked,” replied Andrew, smiling widely as he spoke. Slut stood up, but kept her head bowed and her wrists crossed behind her back. Hans grabbed her shoulders and walked her over to a stout wooden frame in the middle

of the room. With the help of everyone except for Mei, Avery, and Dana who stood to the side watching, they made quick work of suspending her inside the wooden framework. Heavy cuffs around her wrists and ankles were attached to chains mounted to rings at the tops and bottoms of the uprights, pulling her off the floor so she hung like a piece of meat. Victoria knelt in front of her sealed sex and used a small pair of scissors to remove the stitches and reveal her sex. It was the only part of her body that had avoided the marks of her weeklong punishments, but tonight it would get thoroughly used. Once she was in place Avery led his slaves over to face her, then said, “Dana, kneel and lick her pussy until she comes, show me that Mei has taught you well.” Over the past few days Dana had learned how to please her Mistress, working hard to be able to return the kind of pleasure Mei‟s mouth gave her. She was a quick study, and with several pussies to practice on she was rapidly becoming a good cunt licker. Dana quickly dropped to her knees and plastered her lips on slut‟s newly opened sex, eager to be the first one here to give her pleasure this week. It was not lost on her that slut was made to suffer with no relief all week and Dana could hardly imagine what that might be like. It was hard enough to endure the pain they introduced her to, let alone enduring it without the climatic releases her pussy gave her. As she lapped at slut‟s cunt Dana could not help but stare at her unhealed brand. She guessed, quite rightly, that it was still very sore and tender. She hoped she never angered Master enough to make him do that to her, but her newly perverted psyche could not help but wonder what it was like. She imagined it must be like getting struck by lightning, even though she never experienced anything like that either. And the fact that it was placed just above her pleasure center also mad Dana think that her Masters were experts at the art of total torture, physical and mental. Shortly after her tongue and lips went to work Dana felt the fruits of her endeavor as slut‟s cunt quickly became slick with her rapid arousal. The denial of any pleasure over the last week only helped to amplify slut‟s reaction now, like a dam that was about to burst. And in a very few minutes that was exactly what happened when Dana‟s face was literally drenched by the stream of girl cream that erupted from slut‟s cunt. Dana suddenly felt like slut was her kindred spirit, as her own cunny could squirt across a room when she came hard. “Thank you sweet little slave!” slut cried out as she shuddered from the release of pent up sexual desire that Dana had just unleashed in her. Then Dana heard her Master say, “On your back on the floor, face staring up at slut‟s cunt.” Dana heard the order loud and clear, sprawling out on the floor directly below slut‟s pulsing pussy. Avery then stepped up, straddling Dana‟s head with his feet, as he slid his cock into slut‟s cunt. Dana watched as his shaft pierced the folds of the pussy just above her, but when their hips met with a loud thud, slut‟s wail was clearly pain induced. Her Master was a cruel man, making sure his body slammed right into slut‟s brand. But that kind or malice did not scare Dana anymore, it just steeled her resolve to remain a humble and good slave for him so he would have no reason to treat her that way. Then he started to fuck her, hard, but slow, so she would gasp with delight as his cock slid through her pussy, only to scream again when his wiry pubic hair and hard pelvic bone tormented her scarred flesh. And even though slut was clearly in pain it did not stop her from showering Dana with her seemingly endless reservoir of girl cum. As

Dana was lapping at the girl juice covering her lips and face around them, she felt someone nudging her thighs apart. She quickly parted them of her own accord and glanced down her prone body to see Mei crawling between her legs. She simply laid her head back to drink slut‟s cum while Mei began to eat her pussy. She was in slave heaven again. Then, to add to her entertainment, she saw Andrew step up and slide his cock up slut‟s asshole. She had seen other slaves take two cocks during her short stay here, but this view amazed her. She was captivated by the way both cocks moved into and out of her body and she wanted to experience it too. Master had fucked her ass for the first time earlier today, and after several days with a plug up her ass, it was not only easy to take him back there, it was wonderful. And even though she had a cock in her pussy with a plug in her ass and knew what it felt like to be twice filled, now she wanted to feel two hot shafts inside her at once. Every moment she spent in this perverted place sent her deeper and deeper into her own dark thoughts. She knew that she was now damned in the eyes of the people she came from, but she no longer cared, enjoying the darkness so much more. Soon Mei brought on another mind-boggling orgasm from her star pupil, and Dana‟s coherent thoughts melted into the feral passion that regularly drove her now. She morphed into the voracious sexual beast that made her such an ideal slave, few women could allow any and all inhibitions to go, but Dana could do that now. The night turned into another violent and explosive orgy, but this time Dana was a full participant and she made the most of it. At one point, as she was riding her Master‟s cock as he lounged on a divan, she literally grabbed Hans by his cock as he walked by them and cried out, “Master! Please tell him to fuck me in the ass!” “Brazen little slut!” Hans bellowed, ready to strike the nasty little whore. But Avery raised his hand to motion Hans to stop, and simply said, “Go ahead, take out your anger on her bumhole. Let‟s double fuck this bitch to death!” Hans needed no further thought; Avery‟s idea had merit and would be far more fun than slapping around the stupid bitch. He pulled away from her grip on his cock and she dropped onto her Master‟s chest, offering her ass to the ex-SEAL. He obliged and drove his throbbing cock deep into Dana‟s ass, making her scream in pain and pleasure. At first Dana felt like she was stabbed with a knife, as sheer pain shot through her back side, but once both men started fucking her again, Dana discovered that two cocks inside her felt even better than she imagined. Just like her Mistress, Dana found that the harder she was used the hotter she became. As they roughly pummeled both her holes at the same time, Dana felt the pain and pleasure melt into another mind numbing orgasm that drenched all three participants. If Avery had any doubts as to how much of a slut Dana had become, that threesome ended them. He saw that she was just like Mei, the kind of slave you could use with utter ruthlessness and she would just absorb it like a sponge. Even Hans was surprised by how she reacted to his savage assault on her tiny, and nearly virginal, asshole, having expected her to regret her request. Instead she bucked like Mei that day by the pool, enjoying the abuse both men subjected him too. As he pumped a load up her ass he thought that Avery was a very lucky man, first with Mei and now with Dana.

That night ended like all the rest, with a room full of sexually exhausted people. Sticky cocks and swollen cunts, but utterly satisfied people who had released all the stored sexual energy they contained. Dana was happy to see slut taken to bed with Victoria and Andrew, glad she had a new Master to take care of her. After what she experienced this week, Dana thought she had earned a new owner. As she fell asleep between her Master and Mistress, Dana felt like the luckiest slut alive. She wondered how she could have continued her old life without eventually dying of boredom, since now every waking moment was a new and mysterious adventure. She knew she had much to learn, but she also knew she had two of the best teachers possible. Her devotion and desire to serve them had blossomed rapidly and she felt it would continue to grow under their stern guidance. Dana slept well that night.

Chapter 11: Dana’s Final Test When Dana awoke the next morning she was alone on the bed, but she heard water running in the bathroom. She got up and crawled off the bed and onto the floor, scurrying all the way into the bathroom. She saw Master and Mistress together in the shower, and rather than disturb them, she bowed her head to the floor in the middle of the room to wait until they called for her. She could tell Master was fucking Mei, the way he was grunting and she was moaning. She felt no jealousy though, knowing full well that her life was all about sex now and more would come soon. Her wait was short and she soon heard her Master laugh and say, “Looks like we have a horny little slave out there that wants to join us. Shall we invite her in Mei?” “Only if it pleases you to do so Master,” Mei answered, her voice husky with lust. “Crawl in here Dana and lick Mei‟s pussy while I fuck her,” he said, and Dana quickly complied, eager to join the fun. Once in the large shower with her mentors, Dana found herself licking Mei‟s clit while Master‟s cock slithered in and out of her cunt. She could feel the shaft as it moved back and forth, and every time she flicked her tongue against Mei‟s clit her Mistress would moan with appreciation. Master quickly fucked his loyal slave to a marvelous orgasm, and Dana was happy to help. But instead of coming inside of Mei, Master ordered them to switch and he chose to give that gift to his new slave. Neither Mei nor Dana was surprised or bothered by his choice, they were the kind of devout slaves that only wanted what pleased him. Mei felt she had an ideal protégé to develop for her Master, and Dana felt an all-consuming desire to learn what Mei had to teach. It made them an amazing pair, the kind that encouraged each other for a common purpose. Avery knew this now and it inspired him to contemplate something that had eluded him for years, but that was for the future, their final day here had another agenda. After he finished fucking his slaves, he ordered them to bathe him. Then he left them alone to prepare for the grand finale of the retreat. Once alone, Mei and Dana passionately embraced, as they did every morning before they began the daily bathing ritual. It was proof that these two had changed each other. Mei had always intended to transform Dana into her Master‟s pet, but the way this girl made Mei feel changed the way she felt about everything. Now she had a true comrade to serve with her, a partner who could understand how to properly take care of their Master. When they broke apart and started to bathe each other, Mei asked, “Are you happy to serve our Master my little slave girl?” “Yes Mistress.” “And you would do whatever he ordered?” “Of course Mistress!” Dana exclaimed, feeling hurt that Mei would even think she could disobey him. “Up until now pet, every abuse you endured was tempered with pleasure. Today you will be required to undergo a new kind of trial, you know what I mean?” “Yes Mistress, like poor slut,” Dana replied, not fearing the new challenge, but simply seeing it as another hurdle she had to overcome. “This slave is ready Mistress, she promises to accept whatever he chooses to do with her.”

“Not him pet, Andrew. He believes Master has been too kind to you, that you are not properly broken. He has convinced Master to let him prove him wrong…they have a bet. Master has told me to tell you that if you can handle what he has planned, then he will know you truly belong to him.” “What does he have planned Mistress?” “I do not know, but I know you and I have faith that you will please our Master.” “Thank you Mistress, this slave will do her best.” “I know you will, now let‟s get ready,” Mei said and they went about their business without another word. Dana was deep in thought, screwing up her courage for her coming trial. Mei was also in thought, worried about her new pet knowing how sadistic Andrew could be. He had always been a fan of Greta‟s hair and she wondered if he really wanted some perverse payback. But she had faith in her Master to make sure Andrew would not damage Dana. As the two slaves prepared themselves for the day‟s trials, Avery joined Andrew and slut in another room. She was kneeling at Andrew‟s feet, voraciously sucking his cock. Avery sat across from them, facing Andrew when he asked, “You know I will stop you if I deem you have gone too far.” “Look what you did to slut here, how far is too far?” „You approved every punishment we gave slut; I am allowing you to use Dana with no such constraints. That changes the dynamic.” “You think I would harm your new slave? Oh Avery, I thought we were friends.” “I know what you are capable of, I just want to know your intent.” “I just want to see if I can make her cry uncle.” “We both know there is more to it, but I will let you have your time with her, you earned it. I just don‟t want what I started spoiled.” “Trust me, what I have planned will only make her bond with you grow stronger.” “Fine, but I will be present throughout and will stop you if I suspect you will harm her. Understood?” “Absolutely, now why don‟t you shag slut one last time before we get started, pussy or ass?” “One last pussy fuck for good measure I think,” said Avery as he stood up and dropped his pants. He stepped over to the kneeling slave who was now gyrating her bruised buttocks at him. He knelt behind her and guided his cock into her wet slit. When Mei and Dana were ready they walked downstairs and knelt next to each other by the fireplace. Dressed simply in stockings and heels, the standard outfits of slavery here. They looked very attractive with their bodies on display. They were both nervous, wanting this day to end so they could jet away with their Master and start their new life with him. When they saw their Master enter with the brothers and the rest of the retreats‟ residents, they steeled themselves for an arduous day. The fact that their Master was there helped them to handle the anxiety they felt, his presence alone making them feel safer. Victoria and the other slaves carried in some strangely shaped pieces of wood and arranged them in the center of the room. Then Andrew said, quite loudly, “Slave Dana crawl to me!”

Dana dropped to her hands and crawled to where Andrew stood surrounded by the group and she lowered her head to kiss his feet. She heard him say, “The rule of today‟s session is simple, if you cry out for mercy then you lose the bet I made with your Master. Are you prepared to accept that rule slave Dana?” “Yes Master Andrew,” Dana replied, feeling a thrilling rush of fear and anticipation. “Good, now kneel on that box,” he said, pointing at a wooden crate next to him. Dana crawled up onto it and perched on it on her hands and knees. Andrew made a gesture and the twins moved a pair of wooden posts into place just behind Dana. Shonta came over next and slid a wooden board into slots cut into the posts until it rested on the floor. It was then slid forward until it touched the back of the crate Dana was kneeling on and her ankles were fitted into two semicircular cutouts a few inches apart. Mina brought the next piece that slid down the notched posts and trapped Dana‟s feet behind the growing wooden wall behind her. “Rise up Dana and rest your ass on your heels,” Andrew said. She obeyed his command and felt the tops of her thighs rest against another depression in the wooden wall. Andrew stepped in front of her and inserted a thin metal rod into each side of the cutout, just above her thighs. Once the rod was fixed in place her legs were effectively trapped beneath her. “Bend down again slave, until your tits touch your knees,” said Andrew. Dana did as she was told and she felt another piece of wood lowered until it rested on her lower back. Now her feet and her ass were jutting out behind the rising wall. Andrew and Victoria each took one of Dana‟s wrists and pulled them back and upward, cuffing and clipping them to the tops of the wooden posts. This made her arch her back severely, her breasts now hanging freely above her folded legs. Victoria started to braid Dana‟s long auburn hair and she also felt someone wrapping thin twine around her big toes, tying them together and then securing them to the wall behind her. Once Victoria had finished braiding her hair, rope was wound into the braid and her head pulled back. Then she felt a cold metal hook enter her bum hole and it was secured to her tied hair, making her face forward. The stress in her bound body was building, but so far it was not too bad, she thought. Andrew was standing in front of her again and was staring at her with a wide smile. Then he reached down, grabbed the sides of the crate she was kneeling on and yanked it away, leaving her knees hanging in mid-air. But now the twins returned, each holding a length of rope with nooses on the end of them. They each quickly captured each of her knees and wrapped the ropes around her thighs several times before pulling them apart and securing the ropes to the wooden posts on either side of Dana. Now the stress on her body was awful, pain radiating from so many places at once. “Now lets get started,” Andrew said. Dana was doing her best to not move, since that just made things worse. She watched as Andrew took several heavy weights on hooks and started hanging them from her new nipple rings, making her nipples pull downward and sending sharp spears of pain through her dangling breasts. Then, when her nipples were fully weighted, he clipped a thin chain to her nose ring and pulled it back over her head connecting it to the rope that

held her ass hook in place. She remained almost quiet, moaning a bit, but the tears started to trail down her cheeks from the mounting pain. The she heard a swish and a crack, as a cane slammed hard into the soles of her feet. She yelped, unable to contain the reaction to the unexpected pain. Another blow soon fell, but she bit her tongue to constrain her urge to cry out again. Then she saw Andrew holding two large candle jars in front of her, both alight and filled with liquefied wax. He smiled as he tilted them and proceeded to douse her weighted tits with the molten wax. She shuddered in her bondage as the pain from behind and in front of her assaulted her trapped body, whining now, unable to restrain her desire to cry out. Slowly, throbbing welts started to cover the soles of her feet as her tits were bathed in liquid fire, the excess wax dripping down onto her painfully spread thighs. The caning of her feet suddenly stopped, only to be replaced by a paddling of her hooked ass. A heavy and studded wooden paddle began to beat her rump into fiery pain, making her wax encased tits shudder and make the tortuous weights swing and bang into each other. Dana felt like she was in hell, a small part of her now wanting to plead for mercy. But she saw her Master standing behind Andrew and his look of true concern gave her the strength to endure this torture. Once her ass cheeks were bright red and throbbing in pain she was forced to scream outright for the first time when something ice cold was slipped into her hot cunt. Victoria was forcing a steel rod up her pussy and once it was fully inside Dana, she turned on an electrical box it was attached to, sending shocks right into Dana‟s womb. Dana wailed in complete agony, unable to control her reactions anymore. Barely a half hour into her session Dana was seeing stars in front of her eyes as white-hot pain engulfed her trapped body. She wanted to beg for mercy, but could not, her desire to please her Master still too strong inside her. Then Andrew started to flog her tits, using his cat to strip away the hardened wax that sheathed them. A new and powerful pain enveloped her then, making the world spin as her pussy fried from electrical shocks as her tits were peppered by the hard leather fronds of Andrew‟s whip. Then something strange happened, her electrified pussy went into spasm, sending gushes of girl juice out and around the steel invader that impaled her. She started to come from the pain alone with no pleasurable stimulation to set her off this time. She wailed from the pain-induced orgasm, not sure if she was able to believe it. It was as if her pussy decided it had to climax to help her endure the assault her strained body was undergoing. “The bitch is coming like a whore!” exclaimed Victoria, truly surprised by what was happening. Andrew began to beat Dana‟s tits even harder, as if her reaction angered him. But he only delivered a few extra hard blows before Avery grabbed his arm and stopped him. “Enough!” Avery barked. “Can‟t you see that she is a true pain slut?” Andrew looked at Avery, at first angrily, but then it suddenly faded away and he smiled. He said, “You are right my friend, I never saw that coming, even slut can‟t come from pain without some help. Allow me to fuck this bitch and I will consider the session over.” Avery smiled at his friend and then said, “Be my guest, pussy or ass?” “Both,” said Andrew as he stepped around the bound girl and gestured for Victoria to remove the metal rod from Dana‟s cunt. Andrew stepped behind Dana, pulled out his cock and slipped deep into her clutching pussy. Dana, though still wracked by the

pain of her bondage, erupted into another orgasm when she felt Andrew‟s cock slip deep into her cunt. Then Avery stepped in front of her and slid his cock into her mouth, which she happily sucked, ecstatic that she endured Andrew‟s torture successfully. As she sucked her Master‟s cock, Andrew fucked her hard, just the way she liked it. And when he pulled his cock from her cunt and jammed it into her ass, right next to the metal hook still inside it, she thought she would pass out from the pain in her over-stretched hole. But it just catapulted her into a series of non-stop climaxes that were indescribable the way they tortured and pleased her. Eventually Andrew and Avery came, filling her ass and throat with their spunk. Then they invited Hans and Jeff to take their places, making the delirious girl service them the same way. Dana came and came, and then came again, wrapped in a fever of painful pleasure that left her nearly catatonic. Any memories of the rest of that day were lost, as Dana eventually swooned from the lust and fell into a dark pit of blissful slavery. She woke up later that night, sandwiched in bed between her Master and Mistress. She looked at them both, amazed that she had endured the final test so well. As she allowed herself to drift back to sleep, she was elated to think about how her new life was about to begin.

Epilogue: Six Months Later Dana sat at the desk, dressed in an impeccable business suit, thrilled about what Master had planned for her today. In the months since the retreat she had happily served as his and Mei‟s sex slave at his home in the Hamptons. The fact that they all lived in a mansion in one of the most elite communities in the U.S. did not matter to her; she was just content to have two people in her life that made her so happy. It was such a surprise when Master told her about his plan and how she and Mei would play such a big part in it. It was strange wearing clothes again, having spent the better part of the last six months as a near naked slave in his home. But here she was, sitting at his vacationing secretary‟s desk at his posh office in Manhattan. Today he had a meeting with a powerful woman, and her job was to catch her attention. Riley Spandor was the owner of a rival firm and Master wanted to buy it. But Riley never had any intention of doing what he wanted and for years that dogged him. But Riley had a weak spot, she was a lesbian who fancied redheads, and it was Dana‟s job to seduce her. The thrill she felt at having such and important task left Dana feeling giddy as the time for her arrival neared. When she entered the office and Dana caught sight of her she was impressed. Riley was a woman who was forty years old, but you would never know it. Her skin was like alabaster and with her golden blonde hair; she appeared like she was in her twenties or early thirties. She was dressed in a tailored business suit, with a skirt and jacket, showing her shapely legs in elegant high heels. She walked up to the desk, clearly surprised to see such a lovely receptionist there. She said to Dana, “And who are you, where is Audrey?” referring to Avery‟s regular secretary. “My name is Dana, I am a temp, Audrey is on vacation,” replied Dana, as she mentally undressed the stunning blonde standing in front of her desk. Riley looked down and saw a framed picture of Mei on the desk, and asked, “Who is that?” “My girlfriend Ms. Spandor, should I tell Mr. Lyle you have arrived?” “I suppose, though I don‟t know what he could possibly want, he already knows my position.” “Yes ma‟am,” she said and then she paged her Master, who said to show in his guest. Dana‟s heart was racing as she listened from outside his door during their heated discussion. She hoped Riley would take the bait they had provided, not only a redhead, but also one with an Asian girlfriend. Master had told her that Riley was fond of threesomes, the more exotic the better and since she had no knowledge of Mei or Dana, the plan was to make her fish for some fun with them. When she stormed from the office a few minutes later, looking angry and aggravated, Riley stopped before leaving. She turned to face Dana and said, “Do you and your girlfriend like to party?” “Yes ma‟am,” Dana replied, thrilled that Riley was nibbling at the bait.

Riley walked back to Dana‟s desk and laid a card on it that had „Club L‟ printed on it. She said, “I will be there tonight, show this card and mention my name. If you two would like a night of fun please come by.” Then she left and Dana dashed into Master‟s office, just as Mei entered from a door behind his desk. “It worked Master!” she exclaimed. “Yes my pet it did, is that a card from Club L?” “Yes Master,” Dana replied, laying it on the desk in front of him. He picked up the phone and dialed, and when the party on the other side answered, he said, “Tonight, Club L, are you ready?” Then, after a moment, he said, “Good,” and he hung up. He then explained how Riley would usually slip her „guests‟ a roofy, a drug that would make them compliant. Tonight, however, she would be the one drugged, so that they could get her out of the club easily and into his hands. Dana was excited; feeling like she was hunting for her Master and it was something she liked. That night, dressed in sexy micro dresses, Mei and Dana arrived at Club L. They showed the bouncer the card and mentioned Riley‟s name, and were escorted immediately into the club. They passed the public area, filled with beautiful lesbians that eyed them like fresh meat. They were led to the back, where the private rooms were, and to one where Riley was waiting. She too looked sexy now, dressed in a tight black mini dress and sipping a martini. When the usher led her guests in, she ordered a fresh round of drinks for all of them. They chatted for a few minutes, sitting on each side of Riley on a soft sofa. Then the drinks came and the waiter gave each woman a fresh martini. Mei‟s and Dana‟s had no alcohol or drugs in them, only Riley‟s was spiked. They chatted and sipped at their drinks for a while, then once their drinks were gone, they started to get closer to each other. After some affectionate groping, when Dana and Mei could see the drugs were taking effect, Dana whispered, “Would you like to go somewhere else to party.” Unaware that she was drugged, Riley replied, “Yes, let‟s go.” They stood up and helped the oblivious woman up, then walked her from the room. The waiter that had served the drinks was just outside the door and he ushered them out the back and into a limousine, one that Riley thought was hers. A few minutes after they were in it, Riley was out cold and speeding to the Hamptons. The fog slowly lifted from her mind and Riley knew something was wrong, but she had trouble figuring out what it was. Then, as her vision cleared she realized that she was naked and tied to a chair, facing the equally naked Mei and Dana. When she saw them she gasped, recognizing them but shocked to see the rings in their nipples and noses. “What the fuck is going on?” Riley cried out in anger, “Do you know who I am?” Then from behind her she heard a familiar voice, “You had your chance bitch, now we do it the hard way.” She turned to look over her shoulder to see Avery step into her view, smiling broadly. “Meet Dana and Mei, my two loyal slaves. They have done well luring you into my trap.”

“Fuck you Avery I will have you castrated for this you bastard!” Riley cried out, but her tome was more fearful than angry. “Considering your current position that is a hollow threat Riley. Mei silence this bitch while I tell her what I have planned for her.” Mei sprang up and jammed a ball gag into Riley‟s mouth before she could respond, strapping it tightly behind her head. Then Avery moved in front of the bound woman and sat down on the chair Mei had vacated. He said, “With the help of my loyal pets we are going to turn you into my sex slave, which will be all the more fun since I know how you loathe men in general. When we are done with you will gladly sign over your business to me, and Riley, I do hope you put up a good fight.” Then he said to his slaves, “Are you ready to begin my pets?” In unison, Mei and Dana replied, “Yes Master.”

The End or is it?

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