Copyright 2003 by Sinsationalsub and Powerone. You may contact Sinsationalsub
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The Village of Agony and Ecstasy
Chapter 4
Raisa was dragged along sobbing. She shivered as the massive iron door
creaked open to the main house. The things that she had already witnessed were
overwhelming. She was so innocent and had her whole life ahead of her. She had
never dreamed that women or men could be used as slaves, and yet here she was
thrust in the middle of it. She longed to go home. And now she had lost her
protection, Bella. She hoped that Bella was all right, in fact, she hoped she
even saw her again. She was not sure of anything. She had heard what Zorg said
about not abusing her. She hoped it was true. She was a virgin and could not
imagine being forced.
As the door slammed shut, the servants came running, all scantily
dressed. Raisa noticed as she cowered behind Zorg that the women were very
beautiful and the men very handsome. They all looked fit and well cared for
even if they were slaves. She relaxed a bit and tried to catch her breath.
One of the slave girls stepped forward.
"Sir, a new slave?" She eyed Raisa up and down.
Raisa cringed at the stare.
"Yes, she is new. But she is here to serve me, only me. In fact, there
are two new slaves that I brought home. They are both solely for my pleasure
and will not be shared among you slaves. Is that understood?"
The slaves that had gathered bowed and all chimed, "Yes, Sir."
Zorg released Raisa's arm. He pushed her in the direction of the slave
girl that had stepped forward.
"Take her upstairs to my quarters. Draw a hot bath and bathe her."
Zorg looked at a male slave, rather young and very virile. Muscles
rippled over his chest.
"You will go help her. After she is clean and bathed, you both will
bring her to my quarters and present her to me. Make sure she has something to
eat also."
Raisa heard Zorg's words and wanted to scream. Bathe me? A man? The
girl slave was fine but a man?
She was horrified but afraid to say anything. She feared for her life.
The male and female slave stepped to either side of Raisa and grabbed
her arms to lead her to the Master's quarters. Zorg disappeared through a side
door.
The stone stairs wound around and around. Raisa hardly had the energy
to climb them, she was so exhausted. Torches lit the stair well. The main
house must have been at least three stories. Raisa had never seen anything so
huge. The three of them stopped on what seemed to be the second floor. They
turned to go down a long hall. At the end of the hall, Raisa could see two
large doors, torches on either side, with two large iron lion heads attached to
them. The male slave unlatched the handles and pulled the door open.
Inside, the room was filled with the light from a roaring fire. The
huge lanterns on the wall had the room well lit. It was warm, cozy, and
definitely masculine. A bearskin rug lay on the floor beside a large feather
bed. It was the largest bed Raisa had ever seen. The bedposts were as large
around as any grown tree. They were carved and ornate. The headboard was
carved also and reached the ceiling just like the bedposts. There were curtains
attached between each bedposts that could be pulled together for privacy.
Raisa shuddered as she noticed shackles on the four bedposts. She even
noticed some kind of harness hanging in the corner of the room. There were
various gadgets on the wall, but she had never seen any of them before. She
did, however, notice a crop that was mounted and displayed.
The other walls of the room had ornate swords displayed and mounted animal
heads. A good hunter, Zorg must be. There was a tiger's head, a lion's head,
elephant tusks and various other animals trophies on the wall of the room.
In front of the hearth was a large sofa, with a table and chair beside
it. Raisa was pushed into it. She did not speak. She was either too tired or
too scared.
The large while sofa was soft and very comfortable. Raisa lay back to
catch her breath. She was so tired.
The two slaves disappeared through another door and Raisa heard the
sound of running water. They chattered as they worked but Raisa could not hear
what they were saying. She closed her eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep.
"Wake up! You must get your bath." The slave girl was shaking Raisa.
Raisa drowsily opened her eyes and came back to reality. She sat
straight up on the sofa. The female had a cup of broth and a slice of bread.
She put them down on the table in front of Raisa.
"You must eat quickly. I must bathe you and Jamon is going to help me,"
she said.
Raisa pulled back. "NO! Does he have to stay?"
"Master ordered it, so it must be. We will not hurt you."
"Oh, please make him go!" Raisa whined. She had never been undressed
before a man. He had to be at least in his twenties. She was so embarrassed at
the thought of having to disrobe in front of him.
"I cannot. If I do, I shall be punished. He must stay and help," the
girl said.
Raisa leaned forward and raised the broth to her lips. It was steaming.
Her mind raced as she sipped it to figure out a way to get away from these two
slaves. There was no where to go. She was a captured animal. She gulped the
broth down and swallowed the last bit of bread as the female slave reached to
pull her to her feet.
Raisa started to pull away from the girl's grasp. She struggled but to
no avail. Jamon came over and took her other arm and they pulled her to her
feet and into the adjacent room.
The large stone bathing pool was steaming. There were bottles of oil
and other scents lined beside it. Jamon held Raisa as the female slipped her
tunic over her head. Raisa blushed. She watched as Jamon's eyes perused her
body. She was standing face to face with him as he held her arms. His eyes
traveled the length of her body. Raisa's breasts were small and tear-dropped,
firm and the nipples now strutted as the cool air hit them. Raisa wanted to
cover herself.
Jamon's eyes traveled farther down. He smiled when they got to her sex.
She only had wisps of pubic hair. Her sex lips were thin and pouty.
"Oh what a treasure you will be for the Master," he smiled as he said
it. "I am going to enjoy presenting you to him. I wonder what lies inside
those lips."
Raisa's eyes closed for she did not want to hear that. She bit her lip
to keep her mouth shut for she was at his mercy. She was afraid to say anything
that might ignite him.
The girl grabbed her arm again and the two slaves pulled Raisa down the
stairs into the bathing pool. It did feel so luxurious.
They splashed the water over her body. Jamon reached for a bottle of
oil and picked up a small brush and a cloth.
"Hold her while I soap her up," he said to the female slave.
The female pinned Raisa's arms back so her breasts stood up. It pushed
her breasts forward as the nipples stood straight out. Jamon took the brush,
poured some oil on it and proceeded to scrub Raisa's shoulders. The bristles
were soft. The oil lathered and slid down her chest. The brush slid over her
nipples, back and forth, back and forth. Raisa fought and whined but the female
slave had such a hold on her that she could not free herself. She had the
strangest feeling when the bristles of the brush touched her nipples. It was
almost pleasant and she had a strange sensation between her legs. She did not
understand it.
Jamon worked on her nipples, teasing them with the brush and trying to
rub the oil into them. Raisa squirmed and wiggled. He put the brush back on
the ledge and used his hands and fingers on her nipples, rubbing them in circles
and pinching them. Raisa noticed a tingling in her groin. It was throbbing.
"Now, there, they are nice and clean. Pull her back so we can bathe her
sex. Let's put her on the ledge," Jamon said.
Raisa's eyes widened. "NO! Please! NO," she begged.
"Good idea," the female slave replied.
The two slaves tugged her to the side of the bathing pool. Raisa fought
like an animal but was plopped down on her back on the ledge with her legs
dangling into the pool from her knees down. The girl pushed her shoulders down
and held tightly. Jamon perched right between her legs smiling.
"Now we shall get a look at what lies inside those little pink lips of
yours," he chuckled.
Raisa tried to kick him. Her legs flailed around and were caught by the
female and held tightly, her knees bent. Jamon pushed her legs open. Tears
stung Raisa's face. She was lathered with the soap and scrubbed. Once the soap
was rinsed off, Raisa felt Jamon's fingers opening her sex.
"Okay, now we can look," he said.
As her lips were spread way back, the female slave bent closer, as Jamon
inspected Raisa's sex closely. His finger slid through the wetness, as Raisa
cried.
"It is innocent and fresh," Jamon told the female. "It's pink, and she
is wet!"
The female slave giggled. "Oh she will like being wet!"
Jamon reached to spread her sex wider and took a finger to push back the
hood of Raisa's clit. Raisa gasped when his finger grazed it. She had never
felt that before.
"Look, it is hard! It is truly beautiful erect, isn't it? It is a
great size for Master to play with or suck. I wish I could have her," Jamon
said.
"WELL, YOU CANNOT!"
A booming voice filled the room. Jamon jumped to attention and the
female slave let go of Raisa's legs and arms. They turned to see their Master
standing in the doorway.
Zorg stood there with his arms crossed glaring at them.
"I told you to bring her to me! You were to bathe her and bring her to
me," he shouted angrily.
"Yes, Sir, that is what we are doing," Jamon answered. "She is ready,
Sir!"
"Very well, bring her to my bed and you may go," Zorg commanded.
The slaves jumped about, rinsing Raisa as she continued to sniff and
sob. They dried her, applied some soothing oil to her body which smelled
heavenly. It made her relax and it felt so good as they rubbed her aching
muscles. They carried her into the Master's room and laid her in the big
feather bed. Zorg was standing with his back to them in front of the fire.
"You are dismissed," Zorg grumbled.
"Yes, Sir," the two slaves responded in unison. They hurried out of the
room, closing the big door behind them.
All Raisa could remember was opening her eyes for a moment from the bed
to see Zorg staring down at her. She drifted off into a deep sleep. She awoke
from the sleep, startled, unable to comprehend where she was. She looked up
from the bed and saw Zorg sitting on the sofa looking at her. She felt so
embarrassed as she realized that she was still naked. She quickly closed her
legs when she noticed Zorg looking directly between them at her exposed sex.
One hand went over her exposed breasts and the other gently cupped her naked
sex.
"No reason to cover yourself now. I have been admiring your naked body
for hours while you were asleep. I trust you slept well?"
"Yes Sir," she stammered, noticing that Zorg was dressed only in a robe,
his naked legs hinting that he was naked underneath. His legs were large and
muscular. "What are you going to do to me Sir?"
"You are my slave, as well as Bella. You will learn to service my every
need. Since Bella has chosen to be your protector, I will often allow both of
you to take care of my needs at the same time," smiling as he said it. He could
imagine both of them in his bed, naked, taking turns sucking his cock into
hardness. "Yes, you will both have to please me."
"I don't understand Sir," Raisa said, blushing as she did. She quickly
realized what he meant. She was going to have to sexually submit to his
desires. "No, I have never been with a man before, Sir. I don't know what to
do."
"Bella will help you at first. I think you will find yourself very
adept in the manner of pleasing me. I have been observing you, as well as what
my servants did to you. You seem to have a very sensuous body and respond well
to stimulation. We will find out now. Have you ever masturbated?"
A shocked look took over Raisa's expression. How dare he ask such a
thing? It was none of his business. She held her anger in check, not sure of
her place in this new life, afraid of what might happen to her if she disobeyed
him or displeased him.
"I said, have you ever masturbated before?" His voice raised up,
booming off the walls of the room. "I am the Master at this house and you are
my possession. If at any time you displease me, you will be punished.
Punishment could consist of whipping, caning and even death. Your life is only
as valuable as I say it is. Do you understand me?"
Raisa sat up in the bed, a newfound desire to please him. Her parents
had never physically punished her before, but she knew that Zorg would not have
the same outlook regarding her behavior. She had seen enough, the short time
she was held by Zorg and knew that it would be a very painful experience to
disobey him. "No Sir," she blurted out, lying back down on the bed, not wanting
to see his expression.
"Very well. You cannot learn to how service my needs until you can do
your own. But I will teach you." He stood up and walked over to the bed,
standing at the foot of it, his eyes leering at the young, naked body before
him. "Spread your legs out."
Her eyes clenched tightly, not wanting to see him ogling her naked body,
she slowly allowed her legs to open. She could feel the cool air in the room
between her legs as her pussy lips slowly began to spread open.
"More, spread open more. To the edge of the bed, quickly now, I don't
have all night to teach you," he commanded her, his voice raised, his
displeasure showing.
Raise bit her lip, the taste of blood filling her mouth as she cringed
at the obscene command required of her, but her hesitant legs spread wider until
they reached the edge of the bed. She moaned in pain, the split between them
aching at the unnatural spread. Her body jerked when she felt the hot, callused
hand touch her foot. She felt him grab her ankle, pushing her leg up towards
her body, forcing her knee to bend as it did. He tucked her ankle between her
legs, her knees spread wide to the side. Her other ankle was grabbed similarly,
her legs spread wide like a frogs.
"Very good, now reach down with your fingers and run them up and down
your pussy slit. I want to see the dew on them as you do."
Hesitantly, Raisa allowed her hands to move down between her legs, down
over the flat of her stomach until it reach the sparse pubic hair between her
legs. Her body shuddered as her finger first made contact, running over her
hooded clit. She let it slide further down, feeling the moisture already
between her pussy lips, humiliated at how her body was reacting to the forced
masturbation. Her hand was trembling as it pushed her pussy lips apart, sliding
effortlessly over the slick flesh, already well lubricated with her juices. Her
fingers touched the opening to her vagina, feeling the tightly clenched opening
strain at the intrusion.
"Yes, run your finger around the opening of your sex. Soon you will
feel for the first time my member entering you and taking your virginity. You
will learn to train your pussy to grasp and milk my cock as I fuck you. Good
girl, feel how tight you are," his voice urging her on.
Raisa's finger entered her tight vagina, feeling it gripping the tiny
digit. How would she be able to take a hard cock inside such a small hole she
wondered? She had never seen a cock on an adult male, only on the little boys
she had taken care of. They were only tiny, soft pieces of flesh. Not what she
imagined that the Masters cock would look like. "MMM," she moaned, hoping that
Zorg did not hear her. She moved her finger around the opening, feeling the
tight skin stretching wider as she did. She could feel the moisture on her
digit, making it easier to slide around.
Zorg watched in awe, as the young virgin Raisa played with her vagina,
her legs spread so wide, open and exposed. "Open your eyes, I want you to see
me watching you pleasure yourself," he ordered her. Her eyes popped open,
suddenly confronting his gaze on her.
She was so humiliated when she opened her eyes, he was standing directly
over her, his eyes glued to her masturbating fingers. She had never been so
naked and exposed to a man before. Tears began to fall from her black eyes,
running down her face. Her chest heaved, as she had become aroused at what she
was being subject to. She was being forced to pleasure herself while he watched
her. She continued to stare at him as her finger played with her vagina.
"Move your fingers higher now, I want you to pull back your clit hood so
I may see your organ. The others tell me that it is big and hard, almost like a
tiny cock." He watched as her two hands moved up, fingers pulling back her clit
hood. The bright red, hard bud was exposed to his gaze. "Yes, they are right.
It is so big. I don't know why you have never masturbated that bud to an
orgasm."
"GGGoddd," she moaned to herself as she touched her clit for the first
time. While she had washed the bud before, this was different. She was already
sexually aroused from the forced stripping and exposing her naked body to these
strange men. "I would never do such a thing," she blurted out, but she
continued to run her finger over her clit. Her ass began to rise from the bed,
small humping action as the pleasure began to wash over her body. She saw Zorg
move towards her and she cringed as she saw one of his big hands move down to
one of her exposed breasts. "AAAGGHH," she cried out, "don't," she begged as
his fingers plucked at one of her nipples, grabbing the hard bud tightly between
his callused fingers. Her back arched up as he pulled her by the nipple,
stretching it painfully from her body. "NNNNNOO," she cried.
"Use your other hand and play with your vagina again, I want your finger
all the way inside until you hit your hymen. Continue to play with your aroused
clit. I want you to cum for me, Raisa. You want that, don't you? You want me
to see you climax and cum all over your fingers? A large grin spread over his
face. He was going to enjoy watching her cum while he watched.
"Don't make me do that, please don't," but she knew it was futile to
beg. She would have to do whatever he commanded of her or face the
consequences. Her finger moved back to her vagina, now even wetter then before
and her finger entered without hardly any resistance. Her ass sank into the bed
as she screwed her finger into herself, feeling her vagina walls grabbing and
milking the wet digit as it plunged deeper into her virgin passage. "OOWW," her
finger banging painfully against her hymen, allowing it to stay still inside
her, her other finger continuing to masturbate her clit. It felt like her clit
was the size of a marble, tender to the touch, but her body shuddered each time
her fingernail scraped painfully over the head by accident. Her nipple hurt
painfully, his fingers unrelenting in the manipulation of it. His rough fingers
ran painfully around the nipple, broken nails scraping her areolas. "Too hard,
it hurts," she cried as he pinched her nipple between his fingernails. It felt
like blood running down her breasts, the sharp pain jolting her body. "Please,
leave me alone, don't make me cum in front of you."
"You will cum for me and much more before I am finished with you. Now
raise your ass up from the bed, I want to see your asshole, do not hesitate,
rise up."
Raisa closed her eyes at the humiliating request, he wanted her to
expose her most intimate hole. Why would anyone want to see that? But she
obeyed, her ass slowing rising from the bed, her feet now flat on the bed, her
body begin to spread obscenely upward.
"More, higher, Raisa, yes, that's a good girl, a little more." He
watched her ass rising from the bed, almost a foot higher now. Her asshole
peeked out from beneath, glistening in the light from the room. Her pussy juice
had dripped down and ran over the exposed hole. "Such a tiny asshole you have
Raisa, just a small star. Run your finger over it," he ordered her.
"No," she yelled out.
He pinched her nipple hard, twisting and turning the tender flesh,
pulling it from her body, her body flinching in pain. He gripped it harder,
seeing her face contoured in pain. "Do as I say," twisting it.
"Yes, just don't hurt me," she begged again, her finger moving from her
vagina, down until she ran it over her exposed asshole, her fingers wet.
"Slip your finger inside, feel how tight it is," he ordered her.
No, how could he subject her to such indignities, having to put a finger
in her asshole, a hole that was only meant to push out, not in. She felt her
sphincter slowly open as her wet finger pushed in. Her ass circled in the air
as her clit was continually masturbated, her asshole forced to expand to accept
the finger. It felt strange as her muscles tried to push out the finger,
forcing her to exert more pressure to make it accept it. It popped in suddenly,
closing over the tip of her finger, squeezing the blood from the end of it.
"I can see it gripping it so tightly. You know that I am going to fuck
you in your asshole, don't you, Raisa. I am going to slip my organ up your back
passage until it will feel like it is coming out your mouth. Then I am going to
fuck you hard. It will hurt as I do, but you will soon learn to take a cock in
your asshole. Now cum for me, Raisa, cum with a finger in your asshole," his
fingers now rubbing her nipples tenderly, no longer hurting the flesh.
She cringed at what he intended to do to her, her finger already
hurting, afraid of a hard cock up her backside. She had to get this over with,
the pain, the humiliation. Her finger began to rub over her clit harder,
feeling tiny tremors of pleasure run up her spine. Her finger absently played
inside her asshole, twisting around inside, unaware of how it looked to Zorg.
"MMMM," she moaned, her nipples feeling like they were going to pop, so hard, so
erect. Her hips humped up and down, fucking the air, her finger in her asshole
now up to the first digit, teasing at her clenching and unclenching sphincter.
"Your asshole seems to be a pleasure point, Raisa, bend you finger
inside you, stretch it open, cum for me."
"MMMM, God that feels good," she blurted out, her finger bending inside
her asshole, stretching her back passage. She could not believe how
embarrassing, but at the same time, so pleasurable that her asshole was. "I'm
going to cuummm," she cried, her finger pulling and tugging at her clit, "I'm
cccccummmimnng," her innocent body betraying itself. Her skin glistened in the
light, a sheen of perspiration coating it, her fingers now soaked in her juices,
her ass humping up and down like a dog in heat. "EEEEEHHHHHH," she yelled out,
her body shaking in orgasm. She pushed her finger into her asshole up to the
knuckle, corkscrewing it up her tight back passage painfully, a new orgasm
hitting her body as she did. "EEEEWWWWW," her nipple painfully tender, Zorg's
fingers still tugging at them, her clit swollen and engorged with blood, her
asshole, gripping her finger as the multiple orgasms ran over her body. Her ass
fell suddenly to the bed, her body exhausted from its first orgasm. Her fingers
pulled from her asshole with a loud pop that embarrassed her, her legs slowly
closing in humiliation at her ordeal. She had cum for the first time, Zorg's
eyes still taking in the sight of her naked body as she lay there in the
afterglow of her first orgasm.
"I knew that you would be like that, I could see it in your black eyes.
You will make a very good slave. You and Bella. You may stay in the bed while
I wait for Bella. My cock is hard and she is going to have to service it and
make me cum. I think you can learn many things as she pleasures me. Many
things that you will have to perform soon. Your body is made for sex and I
intend to make you degrade yourself for my friends and myself. I think you will
learn to enjoy it."
"Jamon, bring me the other new slave, Bella. I want her to service me
tonight. And some rope. I have some ideas for these two."
To Be Continued
