Taken

[steelish]

{To Mastrovenice}

Today started out like any other day. I had gone to work and fended off the advances of the pigs in the office, wishing I could meet someone special. I received my fair share of flirtations from both men and women.

I really didn't think of myself as sexy, when I looked in the mirror, I just saw 'me'; a 25 year old woman, taller than average with an slender athletic build (probably from being on the swim and tennis teams in high school), long wavy brown hair with golden highlights courtesy of the best hair stylist I could afford and large brown eyes. Many of the men who flirted with me commented on my long legs, saying things like "Gee, I'd like to have those wrapped around my happy ass!" as if that pick up line would make me swoon and run into their arms.

Truth be told, I thought I wanted to meet a man who was forceful, who projected a certain air of confidence about him. And I really didn't know what I wanted sexually. I had begun to roam the internet, looking at various sites, trying to figure out what really 'turned me on'. My latest search had revealed the world of BDSM and I must admit, I was intrigued.

While I was musing on my day, I drove home, the top of my convertible down to enjoy the weather. My car was another item that attracted attention, I had a cherry red five speed corvette convertible and I loved to drive it fast. Before I knew it I was home, and after parking in the garage, unlocked the door to let myself in. Boo, my cat, met me at the door, purring loudly and weaving in and out of my legs. Tossing my keys and purse on the kitchen counter, I made my way to the bedroom to change into something other than the skirt and blouse getup I had worn to work. As soon as I changed, my plan was to jump online and do some more reading about BDSM. The anticipation of it was causing my body to start thrumming with sexual tension, and I toyed with the idea of laying down in bed and masturbating. Nah, I thought, I'll read some and really build it up THEN I'll have fun!

I quickly changed into an oversized t-shirt (no bra) and yanked my favorite pair of elastic banded Victoria's Secret pajama shorts over my thong panties. Padding barefoot down the hall, I entered the kitchen again to open a can of cat food for Boo and grab myself a beer. The darn cat was so hungry I barely got the food bowl on the floor before his face was buried in it. He was purring like a motor boat. I popped open my beer and walked to the home office I had made out of a spare bedroom.

Frowning, I stopped short in the doorway. My computer was on. Not only that, the BDSM site I had been visiting was up on the screen. My computer 'sleeps' after 30 minutes of inactivity and I hadn't touched it since I had walked in. I didn't remember leaving it on that particular screen but if I had, maybe Boo had accidently re-activated the screen by bumping the keyboard or mouse. I walked into the room cautiously, then laughed at myself and mock yelled at Boo. "You dumb cat!" I yelled, as I sat in the chair.

Before I could touch the mouse, the screen went dark as the computer went to sleep. I reached out, only to stop suddenly. I could see a shape reflected in the screen. I squinted, trying to make it out. It looked as if someone were standing behind me. The fine hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I gasped just as I heard a deep voice say, "So, you're into BDSM, huh?"

[Mastrovenice]

My name is Ford. Ford like the truck, not the car. That’ll give you an idea of what I look like. I’m a mechanic by trade, having learned that I was good with my hands while in the Air Force, wrenching on helicopters. I was smart enough to fly them, but didn’t care to. They figured they wouldn’t waste talent and I eventually became an officer supervising the repair operations on a large base out west. I did my time, got paid OK, learned a lot and split for greener pastures. While I loved the structure and discipline of the service, I wanted to do my own thing, start my own shop somewhere. I enjoyed the power over my subordinates, but hated when the Colonel pushed me around.
One of the best things that happened to me in the AF was meeting Danielle. She worked under me at the A-10 shop, and was sharp as a tack. Small, brown haired, good figure, a real head turner, she was a real asset to my crew. Smart, brash, but followed orders perfectly. It wasn’t long before I hit on her, and it wasn’t long after that when she politely informed me she preferred blondes of the female variety. Oh, well, don’t ask don’t tell. I asked, and she told. A week later she sucked me off in the back of a chopper, but told me it was strictly for her own ‘educational’ purposes. I gave her the same excuse when I blew her a week later.

We became fast friends and shared a lot. One night after drinking she discovered my stash of German S&M porn. I couldn’t tear her away from the TV for days. For weeks after that she had a far-off look in her eyes and proceeded to fuck-up almost every project she touched. She was a good mechanic and her new-found incompetence was gonna bring the Colonel down on us hard. After her final royal fuck-up I couldn’t contain my anger. I grabbed her arm and dragged her to my private office. To my great surprise, she dropped to the floor on her knees and begged me to discipline her. I smiled to myself as I pulled off my belt. I couldn’t say I was completely surprised. Danielle turned sub to me, but Domme to her girlfriends. We played a lot, bought a lot of toys, and fucked every sub woman on the base, together, then individually. When one of them turned out to be the Colonel’s wife, we got discharged ahead of time. Three weeks later we started our own garage, specializing in high performance sports cars. She brought in the dyke crowd, I worked on the flyboy’s Corvettes, Beemers, and assorted Italian superbikes.

One week we were cruising the internet BDSM sites and recognized a face. She had brought in her car a week earlier, and Danielle tuned it for her. Now here her pic was on SubChick.com with a ‘mild’ interest in rape and kidnap fantasies.

We parked the white van around the back of the house and I went thru the bedroom window. I wore my stealth assault gear, black from head to toe, boots, gloves, and carried a satchel with my tools. I booted up her computer and snooped around a bit, noting emails to friends, personal schedules, bank accounts, porno stash. Thank god for the internet - porno’s not just for guys anymore. And she had gigabytes worth.

As she puttered around the house I hid in the shadows. Eventually she made her way to the office and sat at the computer. I came out of the shadow. "So, you're into BDSM, huh?"

She looked great in her T-shirt and shorts. Her breasts high and firm, and her nips pushing thru the cotton told me she was horny already from anticipating a nite with her online friends. But this was real, and unexpected. Scary and not safe. She froze as I came forward, then inhaled for a scream. I popped her a quick rabbit punch to the gut that doubled her over to the floor before she could let it out. She coughed, tried to catch her breath. I had plastic cuff-ties around her hands and legs before she could resist and worked methodically to bring her arms behind her, and strapped them to her ankles in a neat hog-tie. I pulled her head up by her hair and by brute force jammed a ball gag deep in her mouth and buckled it tightly.

Now I could relax a bit. I walked to the kitchen and got a beer. I called Dani in the van and gave her an update. I picked up the cat and stroked its ears. Made a sandwich. Thirty minutes later I want back to the office.

Ms. Steel’s eyes were wide and followed me as I came back into the room and sat down at her computer. She had struggled against the plastic binds, but got nowhere fast. Her hair was damp now, eyes red from crying. Her tee-shirt rode up revealing her beautiful midriff. I pulled out my camera and snapped a few shots of her on the floor. I pulled up her shirt and admired her breasts. A few more shots this way. I left her with her shirt over her head and pulled down her shorts to reveal her sexy underwear. More shots. I pulled down her panties to reveal her smooth pussy. More shots. She probably shaved herself daily, playing with her hairless cunt,. I left her like that and sat down at the computer and quickly loaded the pics onto her website profile. I sat back and smiled. Now her profile read: ‘extreme’ interest in kidnap fantasies. My cell phone rang. Dani was tired of playing with her pussy solo while I had all the fun.

[steelish]

I tried to scream, I really did. He was so fast I didn't have a chance. The punch surprised me. It took me a while to get my breath back and even then, my abdomen was sore. He jammed a rubber ball of some kind in my mouth, I think it was a ball gag, and buckled it on so tight I was drooling almost immediately. I caught a glimpse of black, like he was camouflaged for the darkness. It certainly worked, I hadn't been aware of him until he revealed himself.

Now I was sorry I hadn't gotten myself a dog like my dad had wanted me to. Damned cat I thought. Thinking of my dad made me start crying. My parents had been killed by a drunk driver the year before and with me being an only child, they were all I had. Now there would be no one to mourn me when my body was found in the woods or buried somewhere.

I had to do something! I tried working at my bonds, but they were the plastic zip-tie things that police departments had started using. I couldn't loosen them no matter how hard I tried. My squirming had put me on my side, my shirt all bunched up under my breasts. I tried to squirm around and get it pulled back down before he came back, hoping that he was only here to rob me. Maybe he would take what he wanted and leave.

I could hear footsteps coming down the hall and knew he was on his way back. Watching him enter the room, I followed his movements as he went and sat at my computer. He logged onto the site I had joined. Wait, how the hell did he know my logon? my mind struggled to grasp the implications of this tidbit. I was scared, sure, but I was also curious and a bit angry with him. He had HACKED my computer! I already felt violated by him. I wanted him to just rob me and go. He turned his head back and looked at me. I wondered what he looked like. Maybe if he kept on the black mask, he would let me go since I couldn't identify him.

He startled me by pulling out a small digital camera and taking a picture of me. Maybe he thinks I'll get him a ransom was my wild thought. I almost laughed. No chance of that buddy! I'm pretty much all alone in the world! but of course, I wasn't going to tell him that!

Then he really scared me by lifting my shirt over my head. I could only see vague shapes through the fabric now and I could see the flashes from the camera. I knew he was taking more pictures. I could feel my shorts being pulled down to my knees. "Nnnnn nnnn. Nnnnn nnnn" I made noises at him, shaking my head under my shirt. Not only did he ignore me, he took more pictures then pulled down my undies!!! I was grateful for the t-shirt covering my head now because my face was red with embarrassment. He was looking at a part of me that had only been revealed to two other men; my high-school sweetheart, who didn't work out for me and my ex-fiance, who cheated on me then moved to France.

I heard some clicking and then I could hear him typing at my computer. I wondered what he was doing.

[Mastrovenice]

“Extreme Kidnap Fantasy” was the title on her profile now, with the fresh photos displayed below. I turned to look at the sexy girl laying on the floor with her panties pulled down and breasts exposed. I pushed the toe of my boot against her pussy lips. She moaned and tried to move away. I pressed harder and her hips began to betray her. I could see she was straining to hold back, but her arousal was beginning to show. Now moans escaped her gagged mouth. My phone rang, It was Dani, out in the van. I told her to get ready to receive Ms Steel and hung up.

I bent own over Ms Steel and used my knife to cut away her clothing. I couldn’t help but tease her with the knife’s cold edge as I played it along her skin, drawing it under her waistband and lifting the fabric till it cut with a soft tearing sound. She moaned louder as I played the tip across her nipples, pushing the sharp point against her erect flesh there. I took a small vibrating pill the size of my finger and pushed it quickly into her pussy, seating it against her G-spot. When I took my finger out, it released a flow of liquid from inside her. Milky white girl-cum juice. I smiled and licked my finger as it slowly trickled out. She watched me as I did this, not knowing who or what I was… a rapist, murderer, sex fiend, all three, none of the above? One thing I could tell was that she really WAS into BDSM. By now her body, if nor her mind had realized it was embarking on a wild ride.

I retrieved a load of leather straps, gear and a large leather bag from my kit. I started at her legs. I snapped the quicktie off and began wrapping wide leather belts around her ankles, then calves, right below and then above her knees, then her thighs and then one above her waist. This belt was different, with a strap dangling, ready to pass between her legs. I pulled her hands to her sides and put them into leather bag cuffs and fastened them to her thigh straps, securing her arms at her sides. I continued up her body, wide belts below her breasts, then above them. A wide leather posture collar followed and then my favorite, a thick leather hood. I pulled that over her head and laced it tightly up in back, leaving the gag in her mouth, and her nostrils flaring beneath the two small holes by her nose. I rolled her over and took a look at my work.

I went back to kitchen for another beer and came back. I snapped some more pictures, and a bit of video as well. I couldn’t help but pull her cheeks wide and examine her asshole. I pushed a finger in and received a sharp cry as a response from beneath the leather hood.

I loaded the pictures and video onto her site and noticed she already had twelve emails and six IM’s asking for more info, can we meet, you look sexy, etc… I typed out a few answers to a few random queries. “Their lucky day,” I smiled to myself. My phone rang again. Dani was an impatient sub, and a demanding Domme. She’d get her chance soon. I noticed Steel bucking on the floor and straining against her bonds and remembered the tiny vibrator inside her. I typed out one more line into her profile “Owned Slave willing to serve sadistic Masters in the most degrading ways. Please leave a note or call 555-5555.” Her cell phone bill would be high this month.

[steelish]

The clicking stopped, and I strained to hear what he was doing. I felt something hard press against my pussy, and I tried to squirm away from it but it pressed harder and harder. Ok, so this was more like the fantasies I had. Damn it, it was beginning to feel good to me and moans escaped me before I could suppress them. I heard a phone ring and then that deep voice of his said, "Get ready for her" Who? Who is waiting for me? What now?

Chills raced over my skin as I felt the cold steel of a knife. I could feel the blade slide under the waistband of my thong, then slice through it. Goosebumps raised along my flesh as the knife skimmed my body up to my breasts, circling my nipples. I moaned loudly when I felt the point of the knife dig in lightly. I had my eyes tightly shut through all this, not wanting to see the blade, or any blood.

My eyes flew open when I felt him press a finger inside me, and I got my first look at his face. He had taken off his black ski mask. I was shocked senseless. He was the most handsome man I had ever seen in my life. I could never have dreamed up someone this yummy. I felt a punch of sexual heat lick at my gut as he used his finger to press something inside me. I watched as he withdrew his finger. I could see my juices on it and Oh my god he smiled at me as he licked my wetness from his finger. Another lick of heat went through my groin and I was aware that whatever he had deposited within me was now buzzing at my g-spot.

When he pulled out all that leather from a large bag I wondered, Who is this guy? I was trying to say no, shaking my head and "NnnnnNnnn" behind the gag. He ignored my protests and attempts to get away as he changed my bondage from mere quick ties to fancy leather bondage straps. When he was done, I was once again blind, still couldn't talk, and could barely move my head. I was huffing and puffing air through my nose from the exertions of trying to fight him and trying to fight the impending orgasm that the damn buzzer was creating.

When he rolled me over, I didn't even have enough mobility to roll back. I lay there on my stomach for a few minutes wondering what he was going to do next. NO NO NO my mind screamed and I let out a squeal as I felt him spread my ass cheeks and poke a finger inside me.

Thankfully, he stopped doing it, but now I could hear him typing at my computer again. I listened as his phone rang, but he didn't answer it and Oh god, oh god, oh god i'm cuuuummmmminnng I buck and writhe on the floor as best I can to work my way through the orgasm. I never realized how intense it could be to have an orgasm while bound to immobility, but damn, I do now. Panting through my nose, trying to get back my breath, I listened as once again he was typing at my computer.

[Arria]

Very nice. Please keep going. :-)

[Mastrovenice]

“Yes Dani, she’s almost ready…. No I haven’t gotten my dick wet yet, you dirty minded sub…..uh huh…. Yep she’s even hotter in real life. She’s responding quite nicely, I think she came twice already…. Ok….in a few minutes, I’ll call you… and take your fingers out of your fuck hole you insatiable slave”

I snapped the cellphone closed and looked around the room. I turned the computer off and found Steel’s cellphone on the desk. Good thing in was turned to vibrate, as I didn’t want to have to listen to it ring all nite long. There were 5 calls already, with one coming in as I put it back on the desk. I went to my bag and retrieved a medium-sized rubber butt-plug and a dildo for her pussy. I came back and took a moment to admire Steel, bound arms to sides, legs together tight, strapped up with a series of leather belts. She was breathing heavily, every once in a while her hips grinding, her toes pulling back, a shudder racking her body… I noticed a growing wet spot on the carpet under her waist. This girl had a real flowing honeypot. I smiled to myself and stroked her thighs absentmindedly, thinking of how to use that to humiliate her. I turned her over and dipped the ass-plug in her cunt, then slid it into her asshole gently. She squealed and bucked, but achieved nothing. Next the dildo went in her pussy…That slid in so easily I could have used a larger one. Next time. I buckled the plugs in and turned her over, face up.

Her phone buzzed on the desk again and I reached over to get it. A call from somewhere in Arizona. I tucked the vibrating phone under the dildo strap, right over her clit. She wiggled against it, trying to bend her knees and escape the buzz.. Or more likely, to press it harder against herself.

I placed the long, heavy leather sack next to her and unzipped it. I rolled her over, face down into it and tucked her feet into the bottom. She fit perfectly, and I zipped the heavy metal fastener up again, sealing her inside. I rolled her over and unzipped the head portion so I could see her beautifully hooded face as I finished packing her. More tight belts now, around feet, ankles, knees waist… ten in all. She could still move, but not much. I finished by zipping up around her head and fastened two more belts, around her mouth and across her eyes. I rolled her over a few times just to have some fun with her. I could hear her mewling inside, and the faint sound of the vibrating phone going off.

I attached a heavy chain to the ring on top of the bag and pulled her across the floor and through the house to the attached garage. I went back in and turned off the lights, shut down the house like normal. The cat followed me into the garage as Dani pulled in.

The bright headlights revealed the mummy-like form resting on the concrete. It moved slightly on occasion, with faint sounds from within.

Dani whistled when she stepped out of the van and approached the bag, obviously impressed with my work. I followed her and stood behind her as she put a foot on Steel’s head, trapping her against the cold floor. I reached around and ran my hands up the sides of Dani’s body, stopping to pull on her nipple rings thru her thin t-shirt, stretching her small breasts away from her body. She melted herself against me as I reached my arm around her throat, the other diving into her shorts and pushing three fingers immediately into her aroused cunt. She grinded obscenely against me, staring down at Steel, her foot now pressing down against her neck. She climaxed and I felt her pussy clench against my hand. I pushed her foot away from Steel’s neck. You can’t play with your toys if you break them.

[steelish]

I strained to hear the muffled conversation he was having. I couldn't tell if he called someone on the phone, or if there was someone in the room. I didn't hear anyone answering and surmised he had made a phone call.

God damn that vibrator! The more I tried to ignore the vibrator buzzing at my g-spot, the more I came. Fighting my bonds made the orgasms more intense, which was a double-edged sword. Fighting the bonds was instinctual, I had to try to get away; I sure wasn't about to go willingly to my death. Although he was certainly making it a pleasant journey so far was my mind's betraying thought.

I shivered as I felt fingertips caress my thighs. I wanted him to lift me, to bend me over, to fuck me like this. The fingers stopped and I almost groaned at their sudden absence. I felt myself being turned over and oh shit he was pushing something into my pussy. I wanted to cum again at the intrusion. He pulled it out and then youch inserted it into my ass! I squealed and tried to move my ass away, but could do nothing to stop him. I wanted to tell him that my ass had never had anything in it! Not even a finger! Bullshit my inner voice said HIS finger was just in there a little while ago!

Oh sweet Jesus now he was putting something in my pussy and then he pulled a strap between my legs and buckled the intruders in tightly. I wanted to expel the one in my ass but to my dismay, it wasn't going anywhere. I felt stuffed, the pressure of the two objects was enormous and the dildo he had put in my pussy was pressing the little vibrator even harder against my g-spot. Oh shit oh shit oh shit no no no I thought, as an impending orgasm reared it's head. This one was going to be a monster and I was almost afraid of it.

I felt him push another vibrating object between the strap and my clit, and I tried to bend my knees in an effort to stave off the orgasm. He help distract me from it by putting me in something. He rolled me over to my stomach and I could feel something different beneath me. He lifted my feet and I felt him wrap something around me. Whatever I was laying on wrapped around me like a blanket, but I think it was leather. I think he was zipping it up my back.

Oh God more straps were going around me now. I was thoroughly trapped. I felt completely immobile now. My fear spiked as I felt straps go around my head; one over my eyes and one over my mouth. All the straps were sooo tight. Aaaah shit I was flipping over and over, getting dizzy. I was whimpering almost continuously now. Every couple of minutes, the buzzing against my clit started. I wondered if it was a remote control vibrator.

After feeling something move at the top of my head and then the sensation of moving, I realized he was dragging me? Shit I was being dragged like a sack of potatoes!

I could faintly hear a car engine which grew louder and louder. I was trying to squirm away from the damn buzzer on my clit. The orgasm that had been delayed was once again threatening to happen. I heard a car door and then I felt a weight on my head. I was being pressed into the ground and I struggled against the pressure. The pressure was there for a couple of minutes then abruptly disappeared.

In my panic I was hyperventilating through my nose and I willed myself to calm down enough to breath properly. The clit buzzer started up again and I arched and squealed as one of the biggest orgasms I had ever had wracked my body. I shuddered as I came down from it, worried that the next one was just around the corner. God, how many more of those can I take before it kills me!?

[Rowen]

Excellent!! Please continue!!

[Mastrovenice]

Dani’s cunt clenched around my fingers as I jammed them deep up inside her, almost lifting her small frame off the floor. I used my other arm to squeeze her neck and reduce her air. It also illustrated the power I had over her, the power she had given me. When she finished her orgasm she went limp in my arms for a moment or two. I pulled my hand out and pushed it into her mouth to clean. I released her neck and she dropped to her knees, sucking my hand like a cock. I enjoyed the moment as I gazed over her shoulder to the thick leather bag stuffed and belted tightly like a mummy. Steel was barely moving, trying to contain her fear. The g-spot vibe was probably loosing power, but the cell phone would work for hours, not only vibrating when a new call came in, but also periodically to notify her of her messages.

As I watched a fresh call came in. I heard the buzz buzz buzz and saw the bag stiffen and move. Steel was arching her back and thrashing her hips as much as possible. I even heard a long drawn out moan that continued into a wail…. All behind the gag and two layers of leather. Dani heard it too, but continued her clean up, one hand straying to her pussy, stroking it gently as she revived her desire. I noted her blatant disregard of my rules of self-pleasure: never touch without permission. I pulled out my hand and slapped her face. She instantly withdrew her hand and dropped her head to the floor, hands behind her back. She would be punished severely for that, and she knew it, and she knew it before she even did it.

I opened the van door and readied the attachments inside. I went back to the bag and dragged her to the vehicle and hoisted her in, onto the floor of the van. I attached heavy chain from attachment points on the floor to the sides of her bag, and at her head an feet. She was tightly packed, no movement allowed at all. I ordered Dani to the van, and we pulled out of the garage. The cat had gotten in to the shotgun seat and stared at us with curious eyes.

I stayed in back as Dani drove on, and unbuckled the face straps and unzipped Steel’s head, letting in some fresh air. I could see her sucking it in through the nostril holes on the hood. I put my fingers on the holes to stop the flow. She panicked when she realized that her breath had been taken. She thrashed. I waited…. Then let in some air. I repeated this a number of times till she got the point. She finally stopped trying to breathe when I plugged the air holes, existing in suspension till I gave her more air. This way I communicated my complete control of her without brutality or words. “Good Girl” I finally said, letting her hear my voice. The phone buzzed again. She came immediately.

[steelish]

Oh God I was hot, stuffy, sweaty. whoa! I felt myself being lifted and then set back down. The surface beneath me had changed. It was still hard, but I didn't get the sensation of coldness seeping through the leather that surrounded me. I would welcome the coldness now, I felt as if I were burning up. I felt more movement and realized I was in a moving vehicle. Oh God, where is he taking me?

The leather was pulling tightly against my body. I tried to move something, anything, but I couldn't budge. Oh blessed relief! I felt the straps on my face being loosened and then fresh air was now available to me. I sucked it in as fast as I could.

Oh oh oh without warning, I had no air! I panicked, I had to get air! I tried everything, I could barely move and whatever was stopping the airflow wouldn't move away. I was hoping that my captor would noticed and help me out. Just as suddenly as it was cut off, air was flowing into my nose again. I breathed deep. Shit! just like that, it was blocked again. Ok, this has to be on purpose, but why? was my thought as I tried to move around and get to air. Just as I stilled, the air flow was opened to me. This was done to me a few more times and eventually, I stopped trying to get to air, I simply waited for it. Besides, this seemed to be what he wanted; the less I fought it, the quicker I received air. There was no point to the fighting, after all, if he decided to never allow the air again, there was nothing I could do about it.

I heard him say, "Good Girl" and a flush of sexual heat went through my body. Oh shit there goes that clit vibe again and oh cuummmiiinngg oh shit oh God. I let out a deep moan as I came.

[Mastrovenice]

The garage was a place that Dani and I had slaved over…her, literally so. It was clean and neat, but still a garage. It was situated on a large lot near the edge of town, with no neighbors except the biker bar across the wide boulevard. The garage had four bays, with underground pits for men to work beneath the cars. A large office/living space was attached, were Dani and I lived and relaxed. The décor was industrial - basically just a wide, open plan loft. Dani’s main cage was in the corner, with velvet curtains we could draw for discretion. The whole space was perfect for playing, with industrial winches in the garage and various metal rings and chains strewn about both the working and living spaces. There were drains in the floors and a spacious bathroom. In the corner of the loft was a wide urinal, almost like a sink, with various hoses attached.

I played the breath game some more with Steel as we drove through the nite. I loved seeing her chest rise against the straps as she sucked in the air whenever I released my fingers. She had calmed down now, and had given in completely to me. Dani kept looking over her shoulder and thru the rear-view mirror, eyes wide in envious delight and lust. We had played this game many times, though in different form.

We pulled into the garage and I unfastened Steel as Dani opened up the house. I dragged her bag-bound form thru the garage, office and into the living area. Once there I went to work un-strapping and unzipping, till she lay before me, out of the bag, but still restrained. Her body was damp with sweat and trembling in the cool air. The phone buzzed a short notice and she clenched again. Her inner thighs were soaking wet, as if she had peed herself. I took the phone out and examined it. 25 new calls. The flat flip device was wet, but still working, though it would smell like pussy for a while. Not an unpleasant way to remind her of our time together after she got it back.

I pressed Dani’s head into Steel’s crotch to smother her in our new playmates scent. The leather crotch straps had soaked thru, smeling of wet leather and female arousal. Dani’s tongue snaked out and licked Steel’s lips where they bulged out around the deeply set strap. Steel moaned and humped her face. I pulled Dani back and she scurried to put the straps away as I peeled them off our new toy. I left the cuff-bags attached to a strap around each thigh but removed everything else. I contemplated keeping her hooded, but wanted to remove the gag that was surely causing discomfort. Not that I cared about discomfort, but mouth training wasn’t the point of this evenings activities. Steel blinked in the bright light as I unlaced the tight hood and pulled it off. Sweaty hair clung to her flushed face and I pushed it away as I unbuckled the ball gag and extracted it. Dani rushed to clean it and put it away in the cabinet next to the other gags, some much more wicked, others more tame.

I pulled out the dildo from her damp cunt-hole and pushed it into Steel’s mouth where it stuck up and out. I pulled out the ass-plug told Dani to bend over and spread her cheeks. She grunted as I filled her hole but made no other move. This was a small device for her, and she would have to clench to keep it in. I turned her around and pushed her legs apart. The dildo from Steel’s mouth went in next, filling her a bit more snugly than it had Steel who was a bigger girl. I retrieved the g-spot vibe and gave it to Dani to clean and care for. She shuffled off, awkwardly, but with purpose.
Steel lay there, inert, exhausted yet fully alive and aware. I pushed her legs wide and roughly examined her, pulling her lips wide, probing, exposing her. She endured the humiliation with wide eyes and nary a sound. “Welcome, my new Slave” I said in a cheery voice.

[steelish]

He kept messing with my air supply, and God help me, I was beginning to get a bit turned on by it. I was completely trusting that he would allow me to breathe before I passed out, and each time I took in that first lungful of air, it was the sweetest breath I had ever taken.

I felt a series of turns, then the vehicle stopped. The leather surrounding me loosened slightly and I was once again being dragged like so much baggage. When he stopped dragging me, it felt as if I might be on carpet, or a rug. The surface was softer than before. The straps surrounding the leather encasing me were loosened, and the leather unzipped. Oh yes! Nice cool air on my body, but within a few seconds, I felt chilled, covered in goosebumps. Bzzzzzzzzzzz - oh shit oh shit I chew on the ball in my mouth and cum yet again as my clit is buzzed. Oh thank God I think as I feel the damn buzzer being removed.

mmmmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMM, that's a nice sensation as I feel a tongue trace my pussy lips. I try to press into the tongue, but it moves away. The belt that holds the dildos in is removed, but instead of removing the intruders like I hoped he would, he removes the hood. The cool air caresses my face, such a welcome relief. I look up at his fingers as they brush the hair away from my face. The ball gag is removed and I gingerly move my jaw around, working the kinks out of muscles.

Aha! I recognize the woman that runs over to get the ball gag from him. What was her name? DANI! Yes, she was a partial owner of the garage where I took my car for maintenance a week ago. I remembered her trying to flirt with me, and although I thought she was a cute woman and I was a bit curious and all, I was too chicken to go for it. She had told me about her and a guy named, um, FORD, yes, that was the name, with whom she had formed a partnership and opened up the garage. I studied the man, and wondered if this was Ford.

I gasp as he pulls the dildo from my pussy and am surprised when he shoves it into my mouth. When he pulls the one out of my ass I groan and my eyes widen when I hear him tell Dani to bend over. Shit! he just shoved that thing into her ass! I was soo happy to have it out of my ass, but felt sorry for her now. He now turned her around and took the dildo from my mouth and shoved it into Dani's pussy. She was smiling the whole time. It made me wonder about her and their relationship.

I wanted to moan and cum again when he reached a finger inside me and removed the g-spot vibe. Dani took it from him and I watched as he turned back to me. I was nervous again, now that I was out of my home and so completely at their mercy. I was also worried about my cat. What would become of Boo? He put his hands on my thighs and shoved them widely apart. I kept them exactly where he put them, too afraid to try to close them and anger him. I watched his face as he reached down and pulled at my pussy lips, pulling them out straight, then pulling them apart so I was spread. He spread my ass cheeks again and I bit my lips, worried something else would be shoved in, but he just looked.

Throughout all this, I couldn't take my eyes off his face. His long dark lashes were a sweep of black against his cheeks. His brows were just as dark and I watched as they drew together slightly while he concentrated on the examination. I could see a faint shadow of whiskers on his face and wondered what it would be like to have them rasping the insides of my thighs while his tongue lapped at me. My heart was beating like a trip-hammer and I know my face was red. Thank God he can't read minds!

He finished the exam and smiled at me, flashing brilliant white teeth. If we had been in a nightclub and he had smiled at me like I would have swooned. ANY female would. But we weren't in a nightclub and I was still captive and the words he spoke both thrilled and frightened me; "Welcome, my new Slave."

[Mastrovenice]

We found Steel by accident. Literally. Someone rear-ended her and she brought her car in for repairs. Dani recognized her almost immediately. Her eyes, the way she wore her hair. Just like her pic on her BDSM profile. Dani had bookmarked her page. It was a shy ‘hello’ from a girl just making those first contacts into the d/s world.

Dani was looking for a new slave. She was making good money at the garage and wanted to flex her wings a bit. As my Slave, I had given her the option of owning another slave herself, as long as I had total access. Dani was a fierce little Domme, attracted to lipstick types. She liked to cut them down to size, make them cry. Her body was boyish, with smaller breasts but beautifully proportioned.

I saw Steel’s webpage, Dani kept showing it to me, cycling through 10 or 12 girls that interested her. A few older MILFS: beautiful, mature, experienced. A few newbies: 20ish, coming out of the closet and totally clueless. She’d met with a few in our area, had a few good leads and test-drove a few subs. Steel showing up at our door was too much of a sign to ignore. We did our research, chatted online with her under another identity, cased her house, job, family, etc. We planned to nab her . She was now laying in the garage in front of us.

First I wanted to get her legs wide. I attached a spreader bar with metal cuffs to her ankles. I then finished giving her a brief inspection, noting the best piercings for her pussy, and generally humiliating her by clinically examining her cunt. She hadn’t said a word yet, she seemed totally submissive to my probing fingers and eyes. Her pussy was swollen and red, her clit hard, super-sensitive from cell-phone sex. Dani came up behind me, with Domme’s eyes on Steel. Steel now noticed the calculating, hungry look she eyed her with. She slowly realized that Dani would never be her equal, always in control, and that I encouraged it.

I stood up and walked around to Steel’s head. I sat down with my knees at either side of her face, and held her head tightly in front of me. “On your knees, Dani. See what she tastes like” I pull on Dani’s leash and drag her to Steel. Head to cunt, Dani’s ass-up and running her tongue up Steels slick hole. Steel squirms, her arms in bag-cuffs belted tot her thighs, her legs wide, head trapped. I look into her eyes as Dani does her thing. Steel starts to moan and grind her hips, Dani’s hands now caressing her lips, fingers inside her, probing both holes. Steel’s response is predictable: more moaning and now almost cumming,

“It may be a cliché, but no Cumming without permission” I say to her. “Understand?” She shakes her head up and down, between my legs. “Say it Steel. Tell me you won’t cum without permission, from either of us.” I reach out and pinch her nipple. She screams, too loudly. A bit of the drama queen in this one. “Yes, Yes sir or master or whatever you are….” Pinch “oohh, damn, oooohhhhh…..yes, yes Mistress or Ms, ..madam?”

Funny. She thinks she cute. I smile. “Don’t worry Steel. We’ll teach you some manners” My look is no longer friendly, but stern, with a twinkle of mischief. Dani’s teeth bite into Steel’s clit, while two fingers fuck into her asshole. “Lets see how long she’ll last until she begs us for it” Dani knows how to suck a cunt, and how to hold back when her subject is on the edge. I could see Steel getting all hot and bothered, shaking her hips and rattling her legs in their bondage. She finally opens her mouth to beg for her next orgasm.

[steelish]

He reached to the side and retrieved a long bar with cuffs attached to the ends of it. He put the cuffs on my ankles and my legs were now spread wide and there was no way I could do much without help. He moved forward and knelt between my spread legs and examined me once again. This time he did it much more roughly than before, almost as if he were measuring my worth. I am so sensitive and even though he is rough, it feels good. I bite the inside of my cheek to keep from making noise.

I was having a hard time tearing my eyes away from his face. I had the absurd thought that if I were going to be kidnapped by anyone, I was glad it was this gorgeous man who was now kneeling between my legs. Just then Dani walked up and my eyes darted to her. I realized as I looked into her cold gaze that her presence did not bode well for me. She was looking at me as if she planned to handle me, subject me to unspeakable things, whereas he looked at me as if I were a pretty toy. I don't think I would mind being his pretty toy, but the thought of being turned over to Dani had me panicked.

He got up and walked around to my head and sat with his knees trapping my head tightly between them. “On your knees, Dani. See what she tastes like”

I almost moan out loud when I hear him order her to taste me. I watch as he pulls her forward by her leash and she sinks to her knees between my spread legs. She slowly bends forward until I see her ass high in the air and her tongue darts out as her head gets closer and closer.

My legs start to tremble with the anticipation of what her tongue will feel like. Oh sweet Jesus I feel her tongue slide the length of my slit. I squirm and try to lift my hands to the back of her head to press her deeper. Oh shit oh shit oh shit I think as I struggle with my body's impulses to wrap my legs around her. I look back up at Ford? as Dani works on me, silently imploring him with my eyes to release me so I can wrap around her.

I feel Dani slide a finger into my pussy and one in my ass and as I look into his eyes, a moan escapes me and my hips start a slow circular grind. I want, I want, oh god I want MORE! is my thought as he leans down to speak to me.

“It may be a cliché, but no Cumming without permission. Understand?”

He is gorgeous, but close up like this he is completely mesmerizing. I nod my head furiously to let him know I understand.

“Say it Steel. Tell me you won’t cum without permission, from either of us.”

I am concentrating so hard on his face, the pinch on my nipple startles me and I scream. I remember some of the stuff I had read on the website about D/s relationships and I blurt out, “Yes, Yes sir or master or whatever you are….” Pinch “oohh, damn, oooohhhhh…..yes, yes Mistress or Ms, ..madam?” I had no clue what either of them wanted to be called, but hoped I had covered the bases.

He smiles at me and my heart sings. I almost smile back but my fear of Dani keeps me from doing it. “Don’t worry Steel. We’ll teach you some manners” He is looking at me sternly now, but with a spark of warmth in his eyes. The look on his face makes me want to please him, but I have no idea how to accomplish it.

I growl a bit as I feel teeth on my clit and a second finger invade my ass. He looks at what Dani is doing and says, “Lets see how long she’ll last until she begs us for it”

My leg muscles are jumping with tremors now and I can't keep my hips still. Dani is definitely good at her assigned task and my moans are getting louder and more frequent. I lick my lips and can't take any more, "Oh god, please make me cum. I need to cum, oh shit oh shit oh shit. Oh god. No no no no no. Please please pleeeeeezzzzzzz!" How the hell was I going to hold back an orgasm if she kept at this? I was trying, damn it. I could feel the warning signs and tried to buck Dani off of me, but all she did was plunge her tongue into me and draw it up and out to attack my clit.

I looked at him with regret in my eyes, "Oh god, I can't I can't I can't stooooooppppppp, pleeeeeeeezzzzz make her stop. FUCK!" My eyes rolled back and I exploded against Dani's mouth, groaning "sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry" over and over again as my hips bucked against her face. As I floated down from the orgasm I bit my lip and looked up at him, afraid of what I might see in his eyes.

[Mastrovenice]

Steel was a lightweight. Still undisciplined, unknowing of what was expected of her, not knowing how to control her body, and to how deny herself when necessary. She came so easily it surprised Dani, and she pulled back immediately. Her face was coated with Steel’s juices. She licked her lips and savored the taste of pussy come. Dani then looked at me, knowing this was really her fuck-up. She was going to tease her and deny her. Instead Steel came quickly and hard. Probably her first hot girl-on-girl action. Thinking that, made Dani’s pussy squirm and she moved toward Steel’s cunt again, hoping for more.

Steel didn’t really ask permission, but she did apologize. She bucked and came across Dani’s face. Dani may not really ready to own her. But I wasn’t going back on a promise. While Steel recovered her breath and spasmed her last, I untied her mits and took them off. Her hands were free for a minute while I put on her new locking leather cuffs. Sturdy and stiff, they fit her snugly. Industrial weight slave gear, with a foot of chain between them. Steel might have these on for a while.

I waved Dani off and presented her with the cuff keys. She smiled brightly. Steel looked pained and tried to cover herself, as if she hadn’t just come all over Dani’s face. Dani took off Steels leg spreader and went off to fetch some things. I sat nearby in a comfortable leather club chair. I gazed across Steel’s flushed and resting form. “Slave…crawl over here.” Steel looked up, surprised at being addressed. She looked like a deer in the headlights. I raised my voice a bit. “Now!” She jumped and clumsily crawled over, unused to moving about in chains. She was at my feel now, on her knees. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and brought my face to hers. “You will remember to ask permission, understand?” I turned her face cruelly to mine. I slapped her. “You will remember?”

Steel was shocked to her core by the slap. I wasn’t just that it was unexpected, or even that painful. Her cheeks got red and she felt humiliated. She was being disciplined, plain and simple. “I prefer to encourage good behavior by positive reinforcement of correct attitude and obedience. I cannot reward you if you do not obey? This is simple. You must strive to obey, because reward will follow, even if it’s only the simple reward of pleasing me by complying with my wishes.”

Steel struggled to understand me, her eyes tearing up. She felt humiliated and hurt, but more confusingly, aroused and inspired to obey, to please. I asked her “Do you understand? Do you understand what is expected of you? Do you know what you’ve become?”

Dani had returned with a wide thick slave collar. New as well, custom made for Steel’s neck. In her other hand she had a leash.

[steelish]

He wouldn't look at me. He busied himself with unfastening the coverings on my hands, then replaced those bonds with leather cuffs. I glanced at them. There was about a foot of heavy chain connecting my wrists. The cuffs locked on with small padlocks. There was no hope of freeing myself from them.

I watched, uneasily, as he handed a small set of keys to Dani. I think they were for the cuffs and it made me feel as if I were now a possession of hers. It was a humbling feeling and I felt a wave of embarrassment, and tried to cover myself with my cuffed hands. Dani bent down and removed the spreader bar from my legs and I didn't waste time bringing them together in an attempt to hide my pussy from view. She walked away with the bar and I lay there, not sure what to expect next, nor was I sure of how I was to behave.

“Slave…crawl over here.” I flinched slightly at the command and looked up. He was sitting in a leather chair.

“Now!” His voice boomed out and I jumped to action. The chains kept getting in my way as I crawled, making me feel completely inept. I clumsily crawled until I was kneeling at his feet. I looked into his eyes as he leaned forward. My heart was fluttering in my chest like a trapped butterfly. Everything seemed suspended in time as I watched one of his hands reach out and I felt his hand bury itself in my hair at the back of my head. As his fist tightened in my hair, my heart started thudding rapidly. He pulled me forward, using my hair as a handle. My head was tilted slightly from his fierce grip on my hair, and his face was inches from mine.

My eyes were drawn to his lips as he spoke to me, “You will remember to ask permission, understand?”

He used my hair to twist my face until we were nose to nose. I felt a stinging slap on my cheek that burned. “You will remember?”

I could feel my ears burning with shame and humiliation. I know the cheek that hadn't been slapped was just as red as the one that bore his handprint.

He held me in place; nose to nose with him. “I prefer to encourage good behavior by positive reinforcement of correct attitude and obedience. I cannot reward you if you do not obey. This is simple. You must strive to obey, because reward will follow, even if it’s only the simple reward of pleasing me by complying with my wishes.”

The whole time he was talking to me, I was looking directly into his eyes. I could see that he would not hesitate to punish, nor would he hesitate to reward. He was speaking the truth, and I felt as if I had let him down. I realized that I had not actually asked for permission to cum. At the time I thought I was asking, but in retrospect, I knew that I had not.

My emotions were confusing to me. I still felt fear; I had been kidnapped, after all. But overlying that was the absurd feeling that I wanted to be what he wanted me to be. I wanted him to be pleased with me. I wanted to know the pleasure that I might feel from pleasing him; by complying with his wishes. I could feel tears in my eyes and I blinked rapidly to clear them.

He spoke again; "Do you understand? Do you understand what is expected of you? Do you know what you’ve become?” I saw his eyes flicker to something that was happening over my shoulder, but I was concentrating on his face and words so much I didn't bother to see what distracted him.

I respond in a whisper "I think I understand. You want me to follow orders. I have become your slave. Is that right"

[Mastrovenice]

"I think I understand. You want me to follow orders. I have become your slave. Is that right?” Steel looked up at me from the floor. I released her hair and looked into her eyes. I wanted to penetrate her at this moment. Her mind must be ours, she will have to want to give it. I sensed she wanted to submit, but was unsure how to please us, how to control her fear.

Was she a prisoner? Could she flee if she was able to? Did she even want to? All these thoughts certainly were running though Steel’s head. I sat back without saying anything. Dani came up behind my chair and stood obediently off to one side, holding the collar and leash out in front of her, her eyes down, but looking at Steel hungrily. “Dani is your mistress here Steel. She will own you, care for you, train you as she wishes. I am Dani’s Master, and in the word of our agreement, all she owns I share. You will be my Slave as well.” I glanced back at Dani and smiled at her, then returned my gaze to Steel. “Do you understand this?” Steel nodded. “You must respond with voice.” She gulped.
“I understand ….Sir?”
“And Mistress. Dani is your primary Owner. Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir, and Mistress”

Steel was trying her best, and doing a fair job of convincing us, if not herself yet. She looked up at Dani with apprehension, and me as If I should protect her. I motioned to Dani and she came around with the collar and leash. I rose in my chair and pushed Steel’s shoulders upright to straighten her posture. I placed her hands in her lap and pushed her chin up. “Eyes down” I commanded. “This is position 1. Do you understand? Then please remember, as its unlikely you will be given any lenience from her” I pointed to Dani.

Steel approached her and moved behind to collar her. She adjusted Steel’s tresses and wrapped the wide, thick leather around her neck. It fit beautifully, and had an elegant look besides its brutal materials. A few small d-rings were positioned across it, and a few heavier ones as well, for more strict application. This collar was all about utility and psychology. Our ownership should weigh heavily on her body as she learns. Dani snapped the lock shut. Steel’s eyes opened wide when she realized what that small click meant. Still she knelt in submission. Dani then clipped a leather leash in front. It was meant for a large animal. The cold leather fell across Steel’s breasts as Dani stepped back. She looked up at her new Mistress in apprehension. “Eyes down!” Dani hissed and spit in your face.

Steel recoiled in disgust and Dani slapped her face immediately. Steel tried to cover her face and her Mistress grabbed her by the cuff-chain on the way up. She pulled Steel up on her knees and leaned in and licked the spit off her cheek, making sure to linger long on the lips. Soon Dani had her busy tongue in her new Slaves mouth, penetrating her there and taking her mouth as her own. Steel slowly responded in kind, taking pleasure where and when it was offered, unsure and confused about the mixed signals from Dani.

Dani reached down and caressed Steels breasts as she dove into her new slave’s mouth. Steel started arching into the kiss, now sucking at Dani’s tongue eagerly. I stood up and walked across the room, and retrieved a smart, small single-tail from one of the tall cabinets. I watched Dani molest her Slave as I returned, a smile on my face and my cock growing harder. I took up position behind Dani and cracked the whip straight on her back, leaving a long thin, red line. Dani had jerked and thrust her tongue like a cock into Dani’s mouth as she received her first lash of the nite. Her own sex twinged, and she renewed her efforts at Steel’s chest and mouth. I gathered the whip and continued on. By the end twenty strokes Dani was on her knees sobbing, hugging Steel for comfort, transferring her pain into caresses for Steel’s receptive, warm body.

Steel was confused and turned on. She gave her own body willingly to ease Dani’s pain. She forgot the humiliation of earlier and grew more aroused with each of my strokes to her Mistresses back. When I was finished, Steel’s juices were flowing from her cunt, making a small puddle on the floor. Dani’s pussy was also twitching, with the pleasure of the whipping and the anticipation of more. She stopped her sobbing and quiety ran her fingers up Steel’s thighs to her cunt.

[steelish]

After I whispered those words to him, he let go of my hair and simply looked into my eyes for a few moments. I almost held my breath waiting for his response. He kept looking at me, but eased back into his chair.

Dani walked around from behind me to stand next to his chair and I saw she was holding out a wide collar and a thick leather leash. My heart started to race and I felt like I was poised on the edge of a cliff, and the items in Dani's hand were the chasm facing me.

I was waiting for him to take them from Dani and place them on me. In a way, I wanted him to, but the words he spoke dashed my hopes. “Dani is your mistress here Steel. She will own you, care for you, train you as she wishes."

No no no my mind rebelled, not her, you! You!

He continued, "I am Dani’s Master, and in the word of our agreement, all she owns I share. You will be my Slave as well.”

This statement actually calmed me a little. I was afraid of Dani; well, truth be told, I was still a bit afraid of him as well, but for some odd reason I also felt that as long as he was around, everything would be ok.

“Do you understand this?” he asked.

I nodded at him.

“You must respond with voice.” this came out as a harsh command and I swallowed hard at the tone in his voice.

“I understand ….Sir?”

“And Mistress. Dani is your primary Owner. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir, and Mistress”

My heart was thudding painfully in my chest. I looked at Dani, worried about her 'owning' me. I then looked to him, hoping he would keep her in check and not allow her to permanently harm me. I was trembling again and worried that I would anger one of them. He abruptly leaned forward and pushed my shoulders upright, placed my hands in my lap and then put a finger under my chin to raise it. I looked into his eyes.

"Eyes down" he commanded. I quickly lowered my eyes to the floor, keeping my chin raised.

“This is position 1." he explained, "Do you understand? Then please remember, as its unlikely you will be given any lenience from her” he finished as he motioned to Dani.

I could see her feet as she walked around to stand behind me. I felt her gently move my hair and I shivered. I could feel my nipples tighten and pucker in response. The leather was smooth and cool against my neck as she wrapped it around and buckled it. I heard a small click and realized it was now locked on. My eyes widened Oh God, this is my life now I thought, worrying about the life I had been pulled from.

I knew I wouldn't have family worried about me as I was an only child and my parents had died in a car accident a couple of years ago. They themselves had both been only children and their parents were long gone. I had no aunts, no uncles, no cousins. I was virtually alone in the world. There were co-workers, however, I had been making noises about possibly relocating to another state. You know, fresh start and all. I wondered if they would worry about me, or if the 'water cooler' chat would be that I had 'up and left it all behind to start over'. As I knelt there musing over my previous life, or lack thereof, I realized that I was almost grateful to be out of the rut I had been living in, but I was still afraid to mentally commit completely to this new life that I had been yanked into.

I looked up at Dani with misgivings as she clipped the leash to a d-ring in the front of it. “Eyes down!” she hissed and then holy shit she spit in my face!

I was completely grossed out by it. No one had ever spit in my face before. I leaned back slightly and reached up to cover my face. Dani grabbed the chain linking my wrist cuffs as I raised my hands and pulled me to my knees. It shocked me when, instead of the hard slap I was expecting, she licked her own spit off my face. Her long lick of the tongue turned into a caress and she slowly wiped it across my lips.

I could feel my tension ease and as I relaxed, Dani slipped her tongue into my mouth to deepen the kiss. I was soon kissing her back, actually enjoying the softness of her lips, the sweetness of her. This was a completely different Dani and I liked it. Mmmmmmm yes she caressed my breasts, making my back arch. I hungrily suck on her tongue, thoroughly enjoying this new Dani. No, not Dani. She is Mistress I try it out in my mind, too shy (and too busy) to voice it at the moment.

I jump slightly when Dani - Mistress my mind stresses - cries out into my mouth. I realize she is being struck by him - Sir my mind corrects me. Sir continues to whip Mistress, as she and I continue to kiss each other. Dani Mistress is flinching slightly with each stroke, and her tongue is making love to my mouth, thrusting like a cock as I suck and lick.

I lose track of how many strokes Mistress takes and she is soon on her knees in front of me. We are hugging one another, still kissing. I am taking her sobs into my mouth and I want to ease her suffering. I hug her, caress her, stroke her hair as she kisses me. I wonder at this. She knelt there, feeling the lash on her back. She willingly accepted all that Sir offered, and I could sense her arousal. I wondered if she could sense mine as well.

I could feel her gently trail her fingers along my thigh toward my wet pussy and hoped that I would not disappoint either of them again. I wanted to touch her, and tentatively reached out a hand toward her breast, only to stop short. My fingers trembled. What do I do? Carefully keeping my eyes to the floor, I cleared my throat and said, "If it would not offend you Mistress, may I touch you?"

[Mastrovenice]

Dani moved Steel’s hand to her breast. “You have permission, Slave. It is right to ask, though, as one’s place is not to assert.” By now Dani had worked her fingers up Steel’s thighs and was spreading them to expose her now well-soaked pussy. She insistently parted them, and Steel didn’t resist. To submit felt odd, thrilling, unusual to her. Dani was breathing hard after her beating, but Steel could smell her arousal, her Mistress’ cunt on fire.

I picked up the whip and walked around behind Steel, cracking it in the air to announce my intentions on her flesh. She was engrossed with Dani and missed the menacing warning. When my first strike fell across her back she screamed and grabbed at Dani, who was kneeling in front of her, her fingers groping Steel’s swollen pussy and clit. Dani plamed her Slave’s cunt and continued with her breasts, roughly pinching and mauling them. I sliced the whip across her back again, this time with a slight wrap around her lower breasts. She cried out again but held still this time, being both soothed and abused by Dani.

I whipped her again, and this time Steel began sobbing in pain. Dani licked her tears away and pinched her nipple harder to distract her and augment her pain. Her other fingers felt Steel’s pussy clench when I lashed her again. Dani was on her way to giving her Slave another orgasm. Steel’s hips started bucking obscenely on Dani’s hand-cock. She responded in kind on Dani’s breasts, mauling them as her’s were abused.

I lashed her again, and she clenched her pussy and screamed, and came as Dani manipulated her. Steel rocked and grunted as her hips fucked and quivered, her own juices flowing down Dani’s hand and arm. I wound up and danced the whip across Steel’s ass as Dani’s hand turned into a fist in her slave’s cunt. Dani fist-fucked Steel vigorously, with intention. Steel grunted and came again and I wound up and sliced into her with a force I reserved for few. As the lash struck, Dani pulled out her hand and Steel erupted with a jet of girl come across Dani’s arm and kneeling body. Steel watched herself ejaculate and was deeply embarrassed, deeply shamed at her body’s wanton sexuality. They were making her do these things! Her body had never come like that, and now she was cumming like a fountain. Dani dipped her head to catch what she could in her mouth and rubbed the rest across her chest and Steel’s trembling thighs. I stopped my lash. Dani slowly stood up and dropped Steel into the wet mess on the floor. Steel was too exhausted to move much, though her hands did rush to her pussy to revive whatever arousal she had and to soothe her fist-fucked cunt. She curled into a foetal ball and caught her breath.

I walked to the bar in the corner of the room and retrieved Steel’s cell phone. On it, lights were blinking, numbers flashing. So many new messages. I returned and stood above Steel. Dani bent and picked up her head by her come-matted hair. The camera in the phone made a digital sound effect, and the first pic was taken. Steel knew the sound, knew what it meant. Dani mopped the floor with Steel’s hair, her body loose like a ragdoll, totally submissive, spent. She placed her foot near Steel’s head and her new Slave showed some initiative and crawled forward and began licking her foot. The camera clicked. I chose a particularly degrading and humiliating shot and forwarded it to the ‘new call’ list. I turned it around and showed the screen to Steel.

[Mastrovenice]

(double)

[steelish]

I tentatively ran my fingers over her breasts. Her skin was soft, smooth, warm and tantalizing. My breath caught, and I gave her a firmer caress, which she leaned into. I could feel her hands on my thighs, pushing them further open, and I willingly spread my legs. My heart was pounding, I felt erotic and wanton doing as she wanted. I knew I wanted to experience more.

Dani Mistress was aroused. I could sense it, feel it, smell it. I was transfixed, my gaze intent upon her body, touching her breasts, trailing my fingers over her. She was beautiful to me and I was utterly spellbound.

The lash across my back brought me back to the present. It was molten lava trailing across my skin, making me scream and clutch at Dani Mistress!. She reached out and cupped my pussy, rubbing the heel of her hand against my clit, momentarily distracting me from the pain. Her other hand was pinching, pulling my nipples, squeezing my breasts. Another line of fire licks across my back, wrapping around my ribcage to singe my breasts.

Mistresses hands are causing me sweet torture. I can feel an orgasm approaching, and I start to rotate my hips on mistresses hand. Oh god oh god oh mistress yesssssss my mind screams and I want to give her the same pleasure she is giving me. I start to twist, pinch, pull her nipples and she responds in kind, getting rougher with me. Oh god I'm gonna cum, oh shit am I supposed to beg for permission!? I am torn, worried and then the lash lands across me and it matters not; I cum hard, clenching mistresses hand in my cunt as the orgasm goes on and on.

My hips are bucking and I feel Dani's mistress' hand grow larger and larger within me. My orgasm is melding into one long unending one and the lash is now licking at my ass. Mistress is pounding into me with her fist!? and I come so hard I am squirting all over! I look down at what I am doing and can't stop. It's shameful! I didnt know a woman's body could do such a thing and I am stunned. I watch as mistress dips her head down to catch some in her mouth, drinking me, spreading my juices on her, and on my thighs.

I feel my face turn red with embarrassment as Dani mistress pulls her hand out of me and drops me into the puddle I have created. I curl up into a ball of shame, too tired to protest anything. My pussy is sore and I reach down to caress it, soothe it. I hear footsteps and I can see him sir standing over me. I avert my eyes, not wanting to see the derision in his. I couldn't help it! You guys made me do it! my mind is screaming, but of course, I say nothing.

Mistress reaches down and grabs a handful of my hair. I am lifted by her fist to an awkward half-kneeling position. She turns my face towards Sir and I hear the click of a cell phone camera. I realize with horror that he is holding my cell phone, taking a picture of me in this state! I am hot with shame, horrified that I don't have the strength to object to what he is doing. What horrifies me even more, is in the back of my mind I am beginning to doubt that I want to object.

Mistress pushes my head back to the floor and I limply allow it. She uses my hair as a sponge, mopping up my juices. Abruptly, she lets go of me and stands. I see her foot come into view and she places it next to my head. I guess at what is expected and roll towards her foot and begin to lick it. I hear my cell phone camera again and although I turn red, I ignore it as best I can. At least, until Sir squats down to show me the picture. I flinch as I take it in.

The picture is of me, laying naked in a rather large puddle. I can see the thick collar around my neck, along with the wrist shackles and chain. My hair is matted and wet, I am licking a foot, and worst of all, I have one of my hands between my legs, fingering myself. I had not even realized I was doing that and the moment I saw the photo, I jerked my hand from between my legs.

I slowly pushed myself to a kneeling position, spread my knees, placed my hands in my lap, raised my chin and gazed down at the floor. I felt a tear trickle down my cheek. I don't know what was worse, the fact that he now had a picture of me to send to any of my contacts, or the fact that I was beginning to relish all this.

[Mastrovenice]

I snap a photo of Steel as she assumes the kneeling position, and watch as the tear trickles down her face. She had cum again without permission, and this was unacceptable. I leave her kneeling in her own juices and cross to my cabinet. Dani follows obediently behind, ready to assist. As I rummage around looking for what I need, Dani kneels and slowly fucks herself with the anal plug that still rests inside her. I can hear her slowly groaning as she pulls it all the way out, and then slowly fucks it back in again, feeling it stretch her asshole with each insertion. I ignore her for the moment as I complete my selection. I show it to Dani and she smiles and glances back at Steel.

I return to our kneeling slave and hold up something for her to look at. To Steel, it’s a jumble of leather straps and panels, with two ominous phallic projections arranged along a strap. She has no idea what it is. I smile and grab her hair to lift her to a standing position. Dani crawls over on hands and knees and joins me at my side. I hand her the harness and she stands and approaches Steel.

I sit again on the club chair and watch as Dani starts by pushing Steel’s legs wider. She pushes the short squatty plug into Steel’s cunt to lubricate it. Our slave groans at the penetration as her hips respond by fucking forward onto it. “What a greedy cunt you have, Slave” I note, staring into her face. She blushes but doesn’t refrain from fucking onto the plug. “But that one’s not for your cunt-hole.” Steel barely comprehends the words. Dani pulls out the plug, now covered in Steel’s juices and pushes it into her ass. Steel grunts and fucks her body down onto it as it goes in. Dani quickly fills her cunt hole with the second dildo on the strap, this time Steel lets out a low growl and her hips start swaying.

Dani attaches the strap to a belt, then a wide leather panel covers all as it wraps up between her legs. More straps, on her thighs, and around her waist and then small, shiny locks on each closure. Steel is aware of being stuffed, and then curious as the harness is fixed in place. It’s a kind of locking harness, it seems, there to prevent her from removing the plugs, or even touching herself. Panic strikes her when she fully realizes.. it’s a chastity belt.

“You have a problem controlling your orgasms, Slave. This is to remind you that your body is no longer your own. Neither are your orgasms This will prevent you from pleasuring yourself while not under supervision or training. You will inform Dani when you need to use the bathroom and she will remove the plug.” Steel was crying now, disturbed by the loss of her most primal satisfaction, and also by the uncertainty of it all. “Believe me, Steel. You will learn a valuable lesson from your denial.”

I motioned for Dani to lower one of the hooks from our ceiling. Dani lifted Steels hands away from her body and attached the chain between her wrists to the hook. She raised it again till Steel was standing on her toes, stretched out. She had stopped crying, but was still visibly upset by the newest change of events. I got up from the chair and approached her trembling form. I ran my hands across her taut flesh, feeling every inch of her skin. I put the leash in her mouth to keep in out of the way. Dani joined me as we caressed and lovingly kneaded her breasts and nipples, tweaking them, pushing her body into arousal again. Steel groaned and tried to press her body against us, but was too restrained to accomplish much. We kept at it, with tender kisses and caresses till Steel’s whimpering and crying became too much. She was definitely wet, and ready underneath the belt.

We both backed off and watched her sway a bit. I went to the wall and shut out all the lights except a dim spot that illuminated our new slave hanging from a hook. I grabbed Dani by the hair and dragged her to a small cage in the corner and pushed her in. I locked the heavy iron door and went to a wide bed in the corner and disrobed, getting ready for bed. I drifted off watching our new slave writhing in bondage.

[steelish]

I hear Sir take another picture as I kneel, but I do not show any outward acknowledgement. I hear his footsteps as he crosses the room, Mistress follows him. It doesn’t occur to me to try to run. I simply kneel there, gaze on the floor, waiting for their return. I hear noises, sounds of things clinking and sliding. I am lost in a reverie of everything that has transpired since my abduction. It seems like ages ago, but in fact it has only been a few hours.

I am startled out of my contemplations when Sir holds out a tumble of leather. There is fat dildo and a slender dildo in the confusion of leather and I eye this jumble with consternation. His hand grabs me by the hair and he pulls me to my feet. Mistress crawls to his side. I watch her and take notice. I know deep in my gut that this is how I am to behave. My eyes are brought back to the object as he hands it to Mistress. What the heck is it?

As she stands and walks to me, Sir goes back to his chair. I feel Mistress’ hands on the insides of my thighs, pushing them open. I obligingly spread my legs further apart as he watches us. I can feel my face turn red. She shocks me by shoving the fat dildo into my pussy and I moan, rocking my hips on it.

“What a greedy cunt you have, Slave”

I flame red with humiliation, but I can’t stop myself from grinding on the rubber object.

“But that one’s not for your cunt-hole.”

I frown in confusion, and then my eyes widen as I feel Mistress pull it from my pussy and plunge it into my ass. I grunt at the sharp pain but it quickly melds into a pleasurable full feeling, making me once again swivel my hips in a slow grind. When she slides the other dildo into my pussy, I growl in pleasure and try to fuck the objects impaling me.

I watch, my hips swaying as she straps a belt around me, then a strap between my legs is fastened to the belt. More straps go around my thighs and waist and I see her click small shiny locks in the buckles. Oh no no no, this is a chastity belt my mind screams as comprehension dawns.

Sir says, “You have a problem controlling your orgasms, Slave. This is to remind you that your body is no longer your own. Neither are your orgasms This will prevent you from pleasuring yourself while not under supervision or training. You will inform Dani when you need to use the bathroom and she will remove the plug. Believe me, Steel. You will learn a valuable lesson from your denial.”

I am crying now; I cannot believe they have even taken the control of my bodily functions away from me.

I feel my hands being raised, higher and higher until I am forced on my toes. Shaking like a leaf, trembling all over, I watch as Sir rises from his chair and slowly walks to me. My breath catches as I watch him. Just his approach has caused my nipples to pucker and tighten. I moan as I realize how much of a hold he has on my emotions. He reaches out and picks up the end of the leash that is dangling from my collar. When the end of the leash is touched to my lips, I obediently open my mouth and he places a length of it across my teeth as if it is a leather bit-gag. I bite down and watch him reach out to caress my skin. Oh yesss. I throw back my head and moan. His hands run all over my body in a gentle touch. I quiver and shake, trying to lean into his caress.

Mistress joins him and they continue to tease me, touching, kissing, caressing; lightly twisting my nipples and palming my breasts. I try to press forward into them, but I cannot reach them with my body. I am ready to cum, wanting to cum, needing to cum. I whimper and cry, biting hard on the leash, hoping against hope that this is some cruel joke and they will remove the chastity belt.

Suddenly, they back away and I almost scream in frustration. I try squeezing my legs together but it does nothing to relieve me. I rock my hips, pulling at my wrists, wanting the use of my hands. I am almost chewing on the leash, hanging by my wrists and bicycling my legs in vain. I can’t create the friction, the pressure needed to make me cum. I’m vaguely aware that all the lights have gone out except for one. There are noises and then quiet.

I continue my fruitless quest for satisfaction, legs trembling and squeezing, hips rocking and head shaking. Nothing is working. After some time I begin to realize that I have been left alone to “stew in my juices”. The leash is soggy between my teeth, but I am reluctant to let go of it. He had not given me permission to spit it out. I am frustrated and tired and thirsty, but can do nothing about any of it.

Half an hour passes and my arms are aching. I have tried going further up on my toes to see if I can get the chain loose. I am desperate for relief for my arms. Another hour and shooting pains begin to move through my limbs. Halfway through the night I lose sensation in my hands and arms. By the time light is seeping into the room, I am exhausted and ready to do anything that is required of me.

[Mastrovenice]

Dani felt herself being pushed roughly to the front of the small cage. As she was crawling in, Ford pulled out the dildo in her cunt but left the butt-plug in place. The cage measured no more than 2’ tall and 4’ long. Luckily Dani had a slight figure. Even so, she was tightly packed in. “Thank you master” she murmured sleepily as the heavy, rusty iron door clanged shut and locked. She adjusted herself on her hands and knees on the bars below her. At least the cage was on the floor tonite. She would be able to put her knees between the bars and save herself some pain. She crouched down and lay her head in her hands and was soon asleep.

Steel was on her toes, stretched to the ceiling, her arms cuffed and high above her head. Her whole body weight was pulling on those wrists, and she could barely feel her arms and hands any more. Her feet and thighs were shaking, sometimes violently at the strain. Steel was crying softly. She could not believe what she was feeling, what He and She had done to her. How could they leave her like this! She was going to die out here in the dim spotlight in the center of the wide, cool, industrial space.

Master had dimmed the lights but left her illuminated, cutting off her vision of the room around her, save a few shadows. She heard a metal door close, and a few small shuffles in the corner, then all was quiet. Now her ordeal began in earnest. It wasn’t long till she realized the physical distress this pose would cause. Her hands, then arms went prickly numb first. Her calves and feet were now trembling, causing her to drag her weight down on her arms more, which would shoot pains up her shoulders and whatever else was left of her arms. The plugs in her cunt and ass-hole were very present and the leather chastity belt was new and stiff and felt odd and restricting.

Master and Mistress had spent a good half hour or more very softly caressing and touching her. Their tenderness had surprised her, and she had melted beneath their hands. She whimpered piteously as they abandoned her, shackled to the roof, horny again, unbelievably so. Obviously their intent was to torture her more, not pleasure her. Steel’s hips ground against the belt, feeling the plugs massage her from the inside out. It seemed a shame to waste her arousal. With the lights down and everyone gone, all she had to focus on was the still simmering sexual heat she kept alive by fucking herself rhythmically on her plugs. Her arms were numb but her pussy was starting to fire. She started to breathe a bit heavier, and her hips spasmed as she desperately fucked the rubber cock in her pussy and the one in her ass. She could feel it working. She grunted and ignored the pain as she shifted her body in a convulsion of arousal. The chains chimed above her head in the darkened room. She was almost there, almost, almost.

Two hours later Steel had given up and abandoned her orgasm. It was just too much work with not enough stimulation for her. She sagged in her bonds, not really sleeping, not really awake. She did not cry out however. She believed she would be ignored, or worse.

I woke up at first light and got out of bed and went directly to Steel, her body limp in its bondage. She awoke with a start at my touch, and started sobbing softly in relief as I went to the winch. I lowered her so she could lay on the floor, and clipped her cuff chain to a ring in the floor. I also ran a chain to her neck, keeping it short, about a foot. Lastly I unlocked the belt and removed the plugs. He threw them on the floor near her face and wandered off. Steel collapsed in exhaustion, her arms and hands tingling, her body spent.

I went to Dani’s cage and grabbed her head thru the waist-high bars in front of the cage and pulled her mouth to the side of the small cage. She opened her mouth wide, instinctively, ready for whatever I had for her this morning. I plopped my half-erect cock into her warm mouth. She sucked on it like a baby, nourishing herself as I stood staring at Steel’s chained form in the center of the room.

When my cock was hard I abandoned Dani’s mouth and started to pump my cock myself, enjoying its hard, long feel in my hands. I walked back over to Steel and looked down at her dirty, sweaty, cum stained body. I pushed my foot between her legs on the leather panel and she slowly ground herself against me, her body responding though her mind was sleeping. I came and dripped my hot cum across her body as she lay there. While I was finshing, I heard Dani cry out in a soft moan, and her quick apology followed. I heard the small tinkle of her relieving her bladder inside the cage. I looked over and saw a small pool of urine grow underneath her. She looked back at me as best she could, still embarrassed by the act after years of training.

I smiled and went to her, cock in hand. I grabbed her head again and this time aimed my own release of urine across her face and hair, watching it trickle down her breasts. Her mouth opened to catch as much as she could, which was very little as I was spraying all over her body. As I finished, I ran the stream into her mouth to giver her a cup or two of myself. She swallowed and looked up at me, unsure what was next. I unlocked her cage and went to the bathroom to shower.

Dani slowly backed up out of the cage and made her way across the floor to Dani’s body. She grimaced as her circulation returned but made little sound. When she got to Steel she quickly licked off all the fresh cum she could find.

[steelish]

I feel a touch on my breast and I wake with a start. Sir goes to the winch to lower my arms and I weep in relief. I am so weak that I slowly collapse as I am lowered. I am barely aware when he clips my cuff chain to the floor. I feel the leash being unclipped and something else being attached to my collar, but I can hardly keep my eyes open.

In the deep recesses of my consciousness, I feel his fingers on the chastity belt and then, oh blessed relief the plugs are removed. I feel him refasten the chastity belt and I drop abruptly into an exhausted sleep.

My dreams reveal what my mind refuses to acknowledge. In my dreams Sir stands over me, fucking me with his foot, stroking his hard cock, cumming all over my body and I am grinding my cunt on his foot, rubbing his cum into my skin, licking it off my hands. I can feel the hot spurts hitting me. In my dream I am desperate to please him, to be his cumloving slut. In my dreams I am a cumloving slut for him. In my dreams I can become what I am too afraid to embrace in my consciousness. These are dreams that I want to go on forever and ever. I smile in my sleep as I dream of this.

[Mastrovenice]

Dani finished cleaning Steel of all the cum. She searched and found some more on her breasts, and licked the final puddles. Steel moaned and clutched at her self, the chains preventing her from completely reaching her leather-covered clit. Dani watched her smile in her sleep, and backed off, leaving Steel to her sweet dreams of submission.

When I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw Dani running to the kitchen to start prepare coffee and a breakfast for me. She was filthy from the night before so I grabbed her by the hair and dragged her off to the shower. I put her in the stall, pushed her against the wall, and scrubbed her roughly with a brush. I watched her wash her hair and I left when she started shaving. I went across to the wall to the utility sink and filled up a bucket with cold water and soap and a sponge. I walked over to Steel and put the bucket down by her head. She startled from her sleep and look up at me, confused. She tried to rise but was caught by the chains, which seemed to surprise her at first. She moved into a kneeling position with her arms down by her sides. Her head was held near the floor by the short chain.

She looked at me with a pained look, and seemed uncomfortable. “Do you need to relieve yourself, Steel?” She nodded. “You have permission”

I stood up and walked over the club chair and plopped myself down. She looked at me, confused. “Please sir. Can I go to the bathroom?”
“You may. And I suggest you do it quickly”
“… I can’t get up…Sir”
“I think you know how, and I know you know where. Start acting like a Slave, and start thinking like one” Steel nodded and put her head down. I watched her try to get comfortable. She was going to wait me out.

Dani finished starting something in the kitchen and crawled over. She went straight to the bucket and dunked the sponge inside. She lifted it and squeezed out a splash of cold soapy water all over Steel. Steel bucked and squealed, noisily pulling on her chains and generally sounding like a cat taking a bath. Dani scrubbed her down and spent time getting her extra clean. She unlocked the Chastity belt and proceeded to clean Steel’s cunt and ass. Steel resisted the urge to fuck the cold soapy sponge, but just barely. She didn’t know how long she would be denied orgasm, but she also didn’t want to bring the wrath of her Mistress down on her. Dani took out a razor and quickly cleaned Steel of all her hair below the neck. Steel was shocked at the efficiency of it all, at how quickly she was shaven and washed.

The cold water, however, was causing Steel to clench her bladder closed, in ever less successful attempts. She finally let go and pissed out a jet of urine. Dani stepped back in surprise and looked at me. I made no move. Dani was clean and I didn’t want her all pissy today. Maybe tomorrow. I watched Steel’s face go beet red as we stared at her. “My what a dirty little girl” I said. I picked up the phone and snapped a few more pictures. Steel was moaning, or was she sobbing? She sounded relieved and shamed at the same time. When she was done peeing I threw Dani a key and Steel was released from the floor.

“First clean your toys” I ordered, pointing to the plugs on the floor. Steel bent and scrubbed them in the bucket, then stood, a plug in each hand. I walked over and re-clipped her leash and dragged her over to the large walk-in storage closet that housed all our clothes and gear. Steel was shocked as she entered. It looked like a deviant’s museum of fetish and torture gear. I pointed to the cabinet for plugs and she put them down and looked up in worry. There were many devices in the drawer that would strike fear into any woman or man. Except for the truly masochistic. Steel was relieved to have her pussy hidden behind the leather for fear in her Master taking the incentive.

I dragged her back out to the utility sink. “Clean your mess. And Dani’s too.” Steel gingerly grabbed another sponge and headed to her puddle. I stopped her by tightening her leash. “Slaves do not walk upright unless invited to do so. They also do not use furniture.” Steel dropped to her hands and knees, absorbing this new information. She then warily crawled away, her leash dragging on the floor.

I made my way over to the fresh coffee and juice that Dani was holding on a tray as she knelt by the kitchen. I grabbed a cup, sat down with the paper and watched Steel clean up. Dani crawled over and lay at my feet. Steel stole a longing look. She knew she would have to earn such rewards. Her pussy twinged as she scrubbed the cage, wondering what it would be like to spend the night in there.

[steelish]

I was jolted from my wonderful dreams by a loud ‘clunk’ next to my head. Sir was crouching down, his right hand still resting on the handle of a bucket. I could see soap suds dripping from the rim. I move to rise but can’t! I am stopped short by my collar. It seems to be attached to the floor by a short chain. Oh my God I’m chained like an animal!

I struggle to kneel submissively. I realize that I desperately need to pee. I turn to look at him, but can’t form the words to ask. I grit my teeth and shift my position slightly.

“Do you need to relieve yourself, Steel?”

I nod at him, relieved he has guessed at what is bothering me.

“You have permission”

My relief turns to confusion as he walks to his chair and sits down. He needs to unlock me so I can go. Maybe he wants me to ask

“Please sir. Can I go to the bathroom?”

“You may. And I suggest you do it quickly”

“… I can’t get up…Sir”

“I think you know how, and I know you know where. Start acting like a Slave, and start thinking like one”

I nod my head and shift around for a more comfortable position. Maybe Mistress will unlock me I think as I wait.

Mistress crawls into the room and proceeds to scrub me with the soapy water in the bucket. I squeal in alarm. It’s very cold and the sponge is rough. Worst of all, it makes it much harder for me to control my bladder. I grit my teeth, clenching my bladder as my urine fights to get out. Mistress is rough with the sponge and when she takes off my chastity belt to clean between my legs, oh god yes, but thankfully my full bladder distracts me.

To my shock, Mistress quickly shaves me from the neck down. The cold water as she rinses me off is once again wreaking havoc with my bladder control.

I can’t hold it any longer and am mortified when I lose the battle. I can barely look either of them in the eye and flinch at Sir’s mock admonishment; “My what a dirty little girl.” The stream seems to go on forever and he even snaps a couple of pictures with my cell phone as I piss myself. I moan in relief as I finish and choke on a sob of shame as he takes the pictures.

A key lands in front of Mistress and after cleaning the urine off me and locking me back in the chastity belt, she releases the chains from the floor.

“First clean your toys” comes the command from Sir. He is pointing to the plugs that had tormented me the entire night.

I quickly pick them up, dunking them into the bucket and scrubbing them clean. I stand, a plug in each hand, wondering what to do next. He walks to me and clips the leash onto my collar. I am practically dragged across the room to a large closet. He pulls me inside and points to a cabinet. I set the plugs down where he indicated and look worriedly look at him. I am shocked at the contents of the closet. Some of the items I see strikes fear in my heart, some of them cause my pussy to tingle, and others simply confuse me. At that moment, I am grateful for the fortress of leather that covers my pussy.

Relief washes over me when he yanks me by the leash back out into the room. I am then dragged over to a large sink. “Clean your mess. And Dani’s too.”

After picking up a sponge, I turn to walk to the puddle I had made only to be brought up short by the leash. I turn to Sir and he admonishes me, “Slaves do not walk upright unless invited to do so. They also do not use furniture.”

I immediately drop to my hands and knees. How could I have forgotten that!? I just saw Mistress crawling earlier! I crawl away slowly, with the leash dragging between my legs.

As I knelt and cleaned up my puddle, Sir got his coffee and paper and returned to his chair. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Mistress crawl over to him and lay at his feet. At that moment, I wanted to be in her place. As I cleaned my puddle, I imagined what it would be like to lay at his feet, to feel him stroke my hair, or even what it would be like to have him grab me by the hair and shove his cock into my mouth.

Startled by my thoughts, I mentally shook myself and crawled over to the cage in the corner. Mmmm yes, this is where a master would keep a pretty pet I think to myself as I clean up Mistress’s puddle. I wonder what it would be like to be his pretty pet and sleep here.

[Mastrovenice]

I sip my coffee and watch Steel clean up both her and Dani’s mess. Dani is curled up like a cat at my feet, watching Steel as well, her own designs on her new Slave. I can sense she wants to play with her, like a kid with a new toy. When Steel finished emptying the bucket she crawled over and kneeled on my left side, across from Dani. “Position” I reminded her, and she moved to the posture she learned yesterday. She looked rosy, well scrubbed, but a bit tired.

I flipped thru her cell phone, looking at the pictures, and counting the messages. The battery was almost gone now. I gave the phone to Dani and told her to copy the numbers of the new callers. There were about 50 or so, from all over the country. I told Dani to make a note of the local callers and prepare a list. With that I released Dani and she hurried off, first to fill her own food bowl and then to put a shiny new steel dog bowl down on the floor. She filled it with healthy cereal and milk and placed it in front of Steel.

She patted Steel’s head and said with a wry note in her voice “Time for breakfast my Slave. Enjoy. At least I didn’t add anything into it this morning.” Steel was puzzled by the remark, but dived in, eating like a dog, her cuffed hands useless without a spoon. Dani ate hers as well, and waited as Steel struggled to eat. Impatient, she took the bowl away. “When I’m done, you’re done, so you better learn to do better next time.” Steel nodded as she licked her lips clean. Dani took the opportunity to clean Steel’s body as well, licking up the milk that ran down her neck. Steel closed her eyes and almost purred at the touch. Dani finished up and crawled off to her office to complete her tasks.

I grabbed Steel’s leash and dragged her over to the corner where the cages were. I opened the door on a larger one, about the size of a dog’s training kennel, but sturdier. It was large enough for her to lay comfortably. Before I put her in, I spread her ass cheeks and spit on her hole. I pushed a small rubber plug into her and held it in tightly. Steel was grunting and wiggling her ass, trying to expel it, but also enjoying being used. I teased her a bit with it, enough to get her aroused. Her hips started bucking and she made more insistent noises, trying to spread some of the pleasure into her cunt and clit.

I stopped and pushed her in to the cage and locked it. She whimpered as she curled up on the iron floor. I pushed a clean blanket thru the bars and covered the cage with a black velvet drape. Steel was back to sleep in minutes.

She awoke to noises in the other room. It was hours later, maybe even night. She had to use the bathroom again, but waited to be released. There was no way she was going to soil the cage, even with her own pee. She concentrated on the sounds. She heard light music, voices, the sounds of a small party. Without warning the drape was pulled off, and there stood Dani. She was dressed in full Domme gear: leather mini-skirt, tall boots, a corset and collar around her neck. She had various whips and floggers at her belt. Obviously she was released from normal slave duties.

Dani pulled Steel out of the cage and escorted to the bathroom. Steel crawled in and sat on the toilet and did her business while Dani watched. When she was done, Dani cleaned her and put some light make up on her, brushed her hair and generally made her ready. Stell looked gorgeous, well-rested and very sexy in her collar and cuffs. Dani dragged her from the room by the leash and pulled her to the bar area of the loft-life space. As Steel got closer she noticed the source of the voices. About 15 men and a few women were cluttered around in social poses. Most were dressed well, some were in gear, the few women were a mix of Domme and subs. Steel tried to take it all in as she was quickly brought to a circle of light near the bar.

Everyone oohhed and aahhed as she and Dani appeared and they followed her to an area bound by a soft rug on the hard concrete floor. Dani dropped the leash. “On your back. Spread eagle. NOW!” Steel jumped and complied. Dani kicked her legs wider to expose her to the visitors clustered around. I watched from behind the bar as Steel was examined by all those around her. Hands ran across her body, feeling her both gently and roughly. Many commented on her beauty, others her minor flaws, but all spoke as if she was an animal, a pet. None addressed her, only spoke about her, objectifying her.

I walked over and joined the crowd. I motioned to my friends. “Take an arm or a leg and hold her down.” 3 or more people trapped each limb. Steel was immobile, worried now, yet somehow quite sure what that she would be the entertainment. No matter what, she would be used. I started feeling up her breasts as I straddled her, looking into her eyes, and pinching her nipples, causing her to squirm a bit underneath me. “What do you think of your new friends?” I asked.

[steelish]

As soon as I finished cleaning the cage and emptied the bucket I crawl over and kneel at Sir’s left side, facing Mistress. She is studying me, her eyes gleaming with promises of pleasure, causing my breath to quicken.

“Position”

Sir’s softly spoken reminder has me quickly moving into the proper stance I had learned the day before.

I could see and sense Sir browsing my cell phone files, and flinched when he handed the phone to Mistress and directed her to copy the ‘missed call’ numbers, particularly the local ones. At a snap of his fingers Mistress hurried off to prepare our breakfast. She returned with two bowls, one of which she placed in front of me. I glanced at it with consternation, but was too hungry to protest the method I would have to eat by.

She patted my head like I was her little dog. I felt a momentary twinge of embarrassment, but was too confused by her statement to dwell on the emotion; “Time for breakfast my Slave. Enjoy. At least I didn’t add anything into it this morning.”

Add anything? What does she mean by that? My stomach let out a growl and I put my face into the bowl and slurped up the cereal as best I could. I pursed my lips and sucked up some milk, hoping the protein would do me some good. I was still exhausted.

The mistress startled me when she snatched the bowl out from under my lips. “When I’m done, you’re done, so you better learn to do better next time.”

I nod and lick every last drop of milk I can find on my lips, knowing it might be a while before my next meal. Mistress leaned into me and felt her tongue swipe along my neck, sending shivers down my spine. My head lolled back and I swayed, eyes closed, enjoying the sensation.

I snapped to attention as Sir pulled my leash, dragging me to the corner. He stopped me in front of a cage that sat near the Mistress’s. I quickly got back into position when we stopped, and he shoved my face down to the floor so that my ass was up in the air. I felt him spread my ass open and Holy Shit he spit on my asshole. My face turned red; I felt like I was perpetually red-faced with everything that kept happening to me. He pushed a small object into my ass. It didn’t hurt going in, but it was instantly pleasurable. I almost crooned when he twisted it, pulling on it and bumping it back into me. He kept this up for a few moments while I ground my ass back at him and groaned, wanting more. I was disappointed when he stopped, but more than a little relieved when he pushed me into the cage and shoved a blanket in with me. The interior of the cage went dark as he covered it with a dark cloth. I fell into an exhausted, dreamless sleep in minutes.

Some time later, I woke up to hear noises coming from the other room. My bladder was once again protesting, and I hoped the Mistress or Sir would show up soon to let me relieve myself. To distract myself from my urgent bladder, I listened to the sounds, trying to discern what was happening. It sounded like a small crowd; party noises; with music, voices and clinking glasses.

Suddenly, the dark cloth was yanked off cage and I was startled to see Mistress standing there. She was quite different than the person I had gotten used to seeing since my capture. My gaze slowly ran up her body, starting at the tips of her boot clad feet and traveling across her glossy leather skirt, corset and collar. The belt was frightening, for it held an assortment of whips and floggers.

She unlocked the cage door and pulled me out by the leash. I followed her on hands and knees as she led me to the bathroom. I darted my eyes back and forth from the toilet to her face and back to the toilet, my face red with humiliation. She simply pointed at it, and I sat. As badly as I had to go, my bladder was shy and it took a minute to finally release it’s fluids.

Mistress cleaned me up after I finished and then did my hair and makeup. I was getting nervous, but at the same time, I was a bit excited, knowing something was about to happen. I could feel my heart rate speed up as she led me to the room where the party noises where coming from.

As I crawled into the room behind Mistress, my face turned red at the size of the crowd. Men, women, dommes and subs all stopped what they were doing and watched my entrance. I felt as if I were on display and the feeling escalated when Mistress commanded me to the rug to lay on my back and spread my arms and legs out.

I hurried to do it, but she was unsatisfied and made me spread my legs even wider. The crowd closed in on me and I felt their hands on me, running all over my body; caressing, pinching, poking, massaging. I nervously looked to Mistress. She stood, arms crossed with a smile on her face. I relaxed slightly but was still a bit afraid.

Everyone started talking about me, about my body, my hair, my eyes, everything, as if I were an object. No one talked to me. My heart was thumping hard in my chest and I felt breathless.

I saw Sir step into view. He gestured to some of the men and told them to each take an arm or leg of mine and hold me down. Sir straddled me and started squeezing my breast, pinching and pulling my nipples. Something was about to happen, and it would happen to me, I was sure of it. I was squirming and gasping underneath him and he asked, “What do you think of your new friends?”

At the question, my head fell back and I shuddered and moaned, arching my back into his hands. I felt wanton and desirable, but at the same time the emotions were tempered by a touch of fear. It was a heady feeling.