0 comments/ 10130 views/ 1 favorites Stacey's Journey Ch. 01 By: WickedDragonfly Stacey was slowly starting to come to. She tried to open her eyes but it was so dark... no, something was covering her eyes. She wanted to reach up and remove what was blocking her vision and realized something was holding her down, and tight. She opened her mouth and screamed as loud as she could, all she heard in return was a deep laugh. "Please dear, scream all you can, to your hearts content darling, I actually enjoy hearing it, I intend to hear a good deal of your cries and screams tonight Stacey. And if you try to hold it in, I will just try harder to get them out. So keep that in mind..." His voice, it was so deep and menacing, yet somehow calmed her as well. Who was this man? How did she get here? What was she here for? Did he intend to kill her? She pushed all these thoughts from her mind. A few tears escaped down her cheeks. "Where...where am I?" "Oh thats not important. And I assume your next question is how you got here, yes? Well I've been watching you. For a while actually. I've been coming to see you dance. You sparked a fire in me, even my girls enjoyed watching you... I just had to have you. And the way you dance, I could see it in you... the way you move, your eyes, I know you want this as well." She knew taking that job as a 'dance' would attract weirdos, but never did she think she'd be kidnapped. She had to stay calm. Had to think. Could she remember this man? He said something about 'girls', was there any one man who came in with multiple girls? Girls that paid attention to her? She couldn't really remember. She usually tried to tune the customers out. Suddenly there was a hand trailing up her leg. It was soft, gentle. Stacey heard a woman giggle. "Is my pretty little pet awake finally?" said a gentle female voice. "Yes sexy, she is..." replied the man. Then the woman was straldling Stacey, sliding those soft fingers up her t-shirt. "Do you remember last night my pet? You must remember that sexy little dance you did for me? Mmm... I'll never forget it. But you probably don't. I did slip you something in your drink, you practically passed out in my lap..." Her fingers reached the bottoms of Stacey's breasts and trailed their way over her nipples, pinching them gently and leaned down to kiss and suck on Stacey's neck. Then she whispered in Stacey's ear. "I'm sorry sexy... I didn't want to get you here this way. But Master is so stubborn sometimes. It had to be done His way. He does enjoy to scare people... Don't worry, when its my turn, I'll be gentle baby." The woman giggled and pinched Stacey's nipples harder, then pulled her shirt up to inspect her work, Then there was a warm mouth sucking on one of her nipples, then another mouth on the other. She sighed and released some of her tension, giving into the pleasure of it. She even started to get turned on by it, when all of a sudden there was a seering pain in one breast as a hand squeezed it followed by teeth sinking into her nipple. A reluctant hand squeezed the other breast, the woman, and teeth followed. She screamed, which just caused Him to squeeze and bite harder before releasing. Tears ran down Stacey's face. Then she heard a slapping sound followed by, "I'm sorry, Master" "You didn't even mark her you silly slut!" "I'm sorry, Master, I can't... I'm not like you, Sir... She's just so pretty and she hasn't done anything to be punished for yet..." The man grunted, "Ah Stacey, you are being far too quiet." Stacey drew in a deep breath. "I... I'm sorry? I don't... know what to say. I'm... I guess I'm in some shock?" He laughed, "Well I have to say I'm sorry you aren't fighting me more, but I did know you would want this So I', not all that surprised." Suddenly here was something cold pressing against her stomach, she help in a breath, it moved up and she heard her shirt being cut to shreds, it had to be a knife... She then felt it trailing slowly around and over her nipple, one then the next. "I wouldn't jerk if I were you, you have such amazing tits. I'd hate to see them all cut up like your shirt..." the man laughed, then he took the knife away and slapped her tits, she whimpered. "Aw, did that hurt?" He slapped them again, that time she was unsure if it hurt or felt good. "Hmmm... I think she likes it Master." the woman said, slipping her fingers into Stacey's panties, "Yes, I bet she does... Mmm. Doesn't she have amazing tits babydoll?" "Yes, Master, they are so perfect... Oooh Master?" "Yes?" "I have an idea... Her tits, they are the perfect size to tie..." "Yes, what a perfect idea. Go get the ropes..." Stacey was now a little worried. "Tie? My... my breasts?" He slapped her across the cheek. "Do not ask questions. And if you speak to me you call me Master, you stupid slut." He wrapped a hand around her throat. "You are mine now. Understand?" "...Yes...yes...Mas...Master" She choked out. Stacey's mind was racing but she couldn't focus on any one thought. She felt like she was starting to enjoy this, but that just humiliated her further. Stacey heard the woman come back into the room and sat down beside her. "Oh and Master I brought this too! I thought it would be fitting for this new pet and quite sexy!" She giggled. This girl was enjoying Stacey being treated this way. She wasn't sure what she had handed the Master, but shortly after his hand was back at her throat. No... not a hand, something else. His hands reached around her neck and fastened something. Stacey's mind raced further, 'a collar?' she thought. She's not an animal, why did he need to put a collar on her. She tried to move her head some, but couldn't. The girl laughed. "Posture collar silly Stacey. You won't be moving much. You do look so sexy though!" She tugged on the collar. This was all too much for Stacey and she was starting to retreat into some sort of fog in her mind. She wasn't sure she even wanted to be conscious for the things that were going to happen to her. Her new 'Master' saw her zoning out on him so he slapped her hard across the face. The hot red sting in her cheek brought her back to reality. "You will not pass out on me slut!" He slapped her again. "You are going to be awake to endure and maybe, possibly, enjoy every last thing we do to you, you understand me whore?" Stacey started sobbing again and he slapped her. "Answer me!" "Yes Master, I... I understand." He chuckled, "Good girl..." and started wrapping the ropes around her breasts. They didn't feel like normal rope to Stacey, it was softer...strange. Some kind of special rope? That thought just made her feel stupid. 'Special rope' 'oh yeah' she thought. 'I'm sure theres an aisle for that at Wal-Mart right' she laughed at herself in her head. At least she thought it was in her head, turns out it was out loud... "Are you laughing at me, whore?" She panicked. "Oh my... oh no... no Master... I'm... sorry." Stacey was terrified he was going to hurt her now. She just messed up big. "Hmmm, so if you weren't laughing at me you stupid bitch, what were you finding so amusing?" He was angry, she could hear it in his voice. "I was... thinking... Master. I'm sorry... It was just something... silly... about... well about that rope." He laughed at her and told her to explain, and she did. He just laughed at her and pulled the roped tighter. Before she knew what happened the ropes were done being tied around her breasts. She couldn't even imagine how she looked. Tied, spread eagle to a bed in just a cut up shirt and panties, blindfolded in a collar and with her breasts bound with rope! Stacey wasn't sure how many times he wound the rope around each breast but they felt like there was several inches of rope looped around them, making them almost stand up. Stacey felt fingers moving across her sensitive breasts, across her nipples. She tried to fight back her arousal but she lost. How could she enjoy this at all? "Mmmm... Quinn, my perky little slut? Stop drooling all over her and go get me something for this. Oh and for here as well. Somethings missing..." Stacey could only assume he was pointing at some part of her... At least she finally had a name of the woman who seemed obsessed with her. Quinn was back in the room. Stacey knew by the new sounds in the room. Something metal... chains? And a box it sounded like, being set down on a table. "Get her ready for these." The Master said, and Quinn's mouth was on one of her nipples, sucking. Stacey couldn't help it, she enjoyed this womans mouth on her. She moaned and arched her back slightly. Just as she felt her nipple getting hard Quinn moved to the other one. While Quinn's mouth expertly went to work on the second breast the Master was attaching something to her nipple... 'oh now... some kind of clamp' she thought Stacey screamed as the alligator clamp bit into her flesh. "Ah yes, please Stacey let it out. I do love to hear them." Then she felt him thread the chain attached to the clamp thru the ring on the collar. Quinn's mouth left the other nipple and another clamp replaced it. She screamed again "Mmm, I do love that sound. And I'm not done yet..." "Oh Master... she's quite a sight to see isn't she? Wouldn't she look lovely on the table?" Quinn's hands were all over Stacey. "My, my. Yes pet she would. But I'm not sure we can trust her to untie and move her..." "I think we can... she's enjoying herself Master. Feel how wet she is..." Quinn straddled Stacey again and bent down, nibbling her ear before whispering in it. "We can trust you... Right my sexy Stacey? I know you're enjoying this, you've barely struggled at all. You love this!" She nibbled her ear again. "Deep down you're a bigger slut than I am! Aren't you?" Stacey cried silently in humiliation. She did enjoy this. She wanted more. Quinn started sucking on her neck, toying with her tied and throbbing tits. Stacey moaned. "Master, please... please, I will do whatever you ask of me. Please, you can trust me. I will obey you. Please... please... oh please Master. I want this... I will obey" Stacey quivered. All this was too much. Her body was aching. She wanted to cum so badly. Stacey wasn't sure why she was enjoying this treatment, but she was. More than she wanted to admit. And for some odd reason she wanted this man she was calling Master... and this woman. Master smiled. "Well alright then. But this doesn't change what I'm going to do to you. I still want to hear your sexy screams. Maybe I should give you a demonstration of what will happen if you try to get away or disobey me?" That scared Stacey. "Oh no Master. I will do no such thing... Please..." "Haha... no my little slut. You need to know what the conscious will be before-hand. When we stand you up I will give you a taste of what your most severe punishment will be." And with that, Master and Quinn started to untie Stacey. "Do not move until I say." Barked Master. They finished with Stacey's hands and then untied her ankles. Quinn's fingers lingered on her ankles, rubbing them trying to ease the soreness. Then Quinn and Master each grazed one of her hands and instructed her to sit up slowlu. Stacey groaned as she moved and as she sat up and her tits shifted trying t move free from the clams but the chain only moved so far being attached to the collar and she moaned in pain. Quinn helped her more her legs to slide off the bed and Master helped her to stand. Master placed Stacey's hands on Quinn's bare shoulders. 'My gosh she's naked!' Stacey thought. She heard Master pick something up and braced herself for whatever he was going to do. He waited several moments for her to relax, then he swatted her ass with a cane. She screamed in pain. "Remember that" was all he said. Stacey's Journey Ch. 02 "You will follow behind me Stacey. You can hold onto my shoulders or hips but the blindfold stays on for now. I'll go slow." Stacey's hands were already on her shoulders but Quinn had touched her all over and she hadn't touched Quinn, this was her chance! She slid her hands slowly down Quinn's back, over her naked shoulder blades then to her sides under her arms feeling the sides of her breasts which to her surprise were covered! Her hands trailed down the rest of the way to Quinn's hips. It was a corset! 'How sexy' she thought. They walked slowly out of the room, down what she guessed was a hallway before turning into another room. They stopped. "Get her on the table, leave the blindfold and everything else. Take the rest of her shirt and remove her panties. I'll be right back. Behave!" Quinn giggled. "Yes, Master." Quinn guided Stacey towards the 'table' and had her lean against it. "I know what you were trying to do..." Quinn said quietly. Stacey didn't know if she should say anything. "Come on pet. Master left us alone on purpose. You can talk to me..." Quinn took Stacey's hand and put it on her hip. "You can finish what you started." She said. "I... I...uh...don't know what you're talking about..." Stacey muttered. Quinn slapped her across the face. "Don't lie to me. You do know. Don't play dumb." Stacey took a deep breath and reached her other hand out to Quinn. Her hands moved quickly up Quinn's body to her breasts. Stacey had never been with a woman, but she wanted this one. She felt her breasts thru the corset, wishing they weren't covered. Then she ran her hands down to Quinn's ass. She caressed Quinn's ass thru what felt like a latex skirt before jerking her hands away feeling ashamed for what she was doing. Quinn sighed then helped Stacey up on the table. She strapped her arms and wrists down then her legs at her thighs and ankles. When Quinn had her tied back up she moved down towards Stacey's feet and moved the part of the table Stacey's right leg was attached to. Then the left. Stacey was spread eagle again, only this time someone could stand between her legs. That posed some nerve wrecking opportunities she thought... Quinn had almost forgot to remove the shredded shirt and panties! She quickly grabbed the shirt and tore it off Stacey. Then did the same with the panties, just before Master walked back into the room. "She looks lovely like that my pet! What a great idea. Can't wait to see her face when she sees herself!" Master laughed. "I have a few more things to attach to you my new slut. Then I think I might fuck you! How does that sound, whore?" "Whatever pleases you... Master." Stacey choked out. Master walked around Stacey until he was between her legs. He slid two fingers across her soaking wet pussy lips. "My my you are enjoying this aren't you! Well this just won't do though. I need you dry for this... Quinn get a towel and dry her some. Being this wet the pins won't stay in" Quinn did as Master ordered and stepped aside. "This might hurt some..." Master laughed. Master slowly attached five clothespins on each side of her pussy. It wasn't as bad as Stacey feared but it still hurt and she moaned in pain for each one. Then she heard what sounded like a roll of tape and before she could think what it could be for Master was wrapping it around her thigh, using it to make the clothespins stay on her thigh. Exposing her open pussy. He finished with her thighs and spanked her opened pussy once with his hand. Stacey moaned and bucked her hips up. She quickly found out that was a bad idea as a new strap slapped across her stomach to hold her down. Stacey moaned. Her desire to cum was getting stronger by the minute. She needed it, badly. "Tell me Stacey, my slut, has anyone ever fucked your ass?" Master asked as he dipped a finger into her pussy. "Yes Master, but it hurt so badly." "Hmm, then you let a fool fuck it. I think I will help you open it up, then I'll fuck it" "Oh Master, you're going to open it first? Why not just take it?" Quinn pouted. She enjoyed watching Master fuck girls asses and listen to them scream. "Yes you stupid slut that is what I said. Don't question me! Or it will be your ass! Now be a good slut and get her asshole wet... with your dirty mouth...now!" Quinn grimaced but got down between Stacey's legs and licked her asshole. When Master came behind her she crawled under the table to the other side to give him room. He slid a slender butt plug into Stacey's pussy to get it nice and slick, causing her to moan. Then he pulled it out and gently started working it into Stacey's ass. Tears once again streamed down her face and she scream at the pain of something being forced into her ass. For some reason Master was being gentle about this thought. He could have forced it in with one quick push but he took his time. He'd stop after he got a little in and tell her to relax before going further and she'd moan in pain, but after a few minutes she actually thought she might start to enjoy it. Master finally got it all the way in her ass and stood back, admiring his work. "Quinn, I think it's time she saw her slutty self! Remove the blindfold." Master stepped around the table to stand near Stacey's head. Quinn stood on the other side of Stacey. Quinn looked down at her then ran her fingers thru Stacey's hair before hooking her fingers in the blindfold and pulling it off. Stacey kept her eyes squeezed tightly shut. "Open your eyes slut. Look at yourself..." "I don't think I can... Master." A tear ran down Stacey's cheek. Humiliation was flooding over her again. Not only was she afraid to see all the strange things attached to her body, she also remembered the make-up she spent so much time on the night she was taken. She couldn't even imagine what her face looked like. All her black eye-liner was probably staining her face thanks to her tears. She wanted the blindfold back. She couldn't help it. In that moment she was self-conscious. She wanted these two people, even though they kidnapped her and were putting her thru strange things. She wanted to be pretty for this man. How could a black smeared, tear stained face be pretty to them. Stacey started crying again. All these feelings were too much. Pain, arousal, shame, humiliation, fear. Quinn saw the struggle on Stacey's face and looked to her Master who just nodded at her. Quinn leaned over Stacey and wiped the tears from her face, brushed her hair back with her hand and kissed her cheek. Then Quinn kissed Stacey. Shocked, Stacey resisted at first, but it felt so good she gave into Quinn. It was the most passionate kiss Stacey could imagine. Quinn's hands were caressing her as they kissed. Every thought disappeared from Stacey's mind as the kiss grew deeper. She had such a fire burning in her for this woman. Just when Stacey thought she could burst without anyone even touching her pussy, Quinn pulled away. Then she whispered in Stacey's ear. "You are so sexy, with make-up, without it, even with it staining your face. Tied or untied. You are sexy. And to Master, you are most sexy with all that make-up running down your face. To him, your tears can be sexy. Just open your eyes and see yourself. You are beautiful." She kissed Stacey again. "Open your eyes, look at me." Stacey's mind was still empty from kissing Quinn. She took a deep breath and cracked her eyes open. Quinn placed her hands on either side of Stacey's face, "open them" she said. Stacey opened her eyes fully and saw Quinn over her. Quinn was so beautiful, as Stacey opened her eyes she reached up and let her hair down, which cascaded around Stacey's face, making it impossible to see anything but Quinn hovering over her. After Stacey took in the smell of Quinn's hair she took in the sight of it. It was gorgeous, long and full, black as night, she could imagine it all ruffled up after hours of rolling around tangled in each others arms in sweaty orgasms. She imagined how sexy that would look. Then Stacey took another breath and searched for Quinn's eyes. She gasped as they locked onto each others. They were piercing green, she imagined how they would look in the light, outside of this dark room. If they were this bright in this low light, they most be shocking in the daylight. It was Quinn's eyes that made her remember the night before, she had seen them already, she just didn't fully take them in while she was dancing for her. She couldn't wait until she wasn't tied down. She wanted to touch this woman, wanted to feel her bare skin as she had done to her. A shudder swept thru Stacey's body as she stared at Quinn. She managed to break the gaze they had with each other and find Quinn's lips. She let out a soft moan. They were perfect, not to full and not too slim. She imagined how they looked earlier on her nipples. God she wanted this woman! She couldn't wait to get off this table and see the rest of her. Quinn smiled at her then she spoke. "Are you ready to see yourself, sexy?" Stacey didn't quite know what to say. She was unsure if she wanted to see herself like this, but at the same time she was a little curious. She knew one thing, if seeing herself meant that Quinn was going to have to step away, she didn't want to see. She didn't want Quinn to leave her sight. But she knew that one of the steps to getting herself untied so she could touch this beauty meant she had to look at herself, so Stacey nodded. Quinn ran her hand down Stacey's arm to her hand and entangled their fingers together. Then Quinn took a step back. Stacey had no other choice but to keep her head straight and what was above her was shocking. She was looking at herself. The ceiling of the room was lined with mirrors, and just a few feet above the table she was on was a body length mirror that was tilted to such an angle so she could see her entire body perfectly. It looked like this mirror was able to be moved higher or lower and tilted as needed. She pushed the semantics of the mirror out of her mind and focused on herself in the mirror. Stacey couldn't believe what she was seeing. She started at her feet, looking at the straps holding her at her ankles, her legs spread and strapped at the thighs as well. Then her pussy, held open by clothespins and on display. It was horrifying and strangely erotic. She couldn't see the plug in her ass but she definitely still felt it. Her eyes moved up her body to her waist and the strap holding her there was well. She was almost afraid to look any higher, not sure if she really wanted to see her throbbing, abused tits, but she did. Stacey couldn't believe what she was seeing. The ropes around her tits looked a lot tighter than they actually felt, and the clamps looked horrifying, she blushed with embarrassment as her arousal swept over her once again. How could she find this to be a turn-on? How could she be enjoying this pain and humiliation? She noticed the posture collar first, the thing that was keeping her from looking away from herself, before looking at her own face. She didn't want to see what her face looked like, but then she remembered what Quinn told her about the Master finding her make-up stained face sexy, and she remembered how she thought Quinn must look sexy all ruffled up after sex. She held in a breath and looked. Her thoughts were right. Her make-up was a horrid mess. Eye-liner and mascara streaked down her face like it had been drawn on there. While she did think it was not the prettiest she'd ever looked, she could understand why Quinn and the Master found this appealing. They had done this, they were the cause behind it all. All the black stains on her face were because of something they did. It was the effect of her transformation. The transformation from the girl-next-door to their own slut. She finally let her breath out and closed her eyes for a second. When she opened them they were full of something new, a new kind of pride. She was officially enjoying this. She officially wanted it, and she knew in that moment she would not want to leave them. She wanted to be a part of whatever they did. She could even see herself standing beside Quinn one day, doing this to some other poor girl. Stacey turned her head as far to the side as she could to see her new Master. She was just as shocked seeing him as she was seeing Quinn. It was too dark to really see him well, but her first thought was how could someone so handsome be this sadistic and controlling inside. But that didn't matter, she knew she was now his. She didn't want to be anyone elses, well maybe Quinn's... Then she smiled at him. "Good girl Stacey... what do you think of yourself my new pet?" "I don't really know, Master. It's... strangely arousing I suppose. I've never seen anything like this. I don't know what to say." It was the truth. She really had no clue what to say about any of it. "And what do you think of my Quinn?" He smiled at Quinn, and she squeezed Stacey's hand. Quinn knew what Stacey thought. And from the first time Quinn saw her she thought the same thing. They had to have each other. Master's infatuation for Stacey developed because Quinn pushed so hard for him to see her. He knew he wasn't really the one acquiring a new play thing, he knew Stacey and Quinn would become inseparable after this. But he also knew that Quinn belonged to him and if Stacey wanted Quinn she would have to accept the fact that she would belong to him as well. She would also be at his disposal whenever he wanted. "She is so beautiful, Master. Never have I seen someone as breathtaking as she is... I'm looking forward to actually seeing more of her then from just the neck up... Master I want her... and I want you. I don't know why... an hour ago when I woke up to find myself here, with you, I just wanted to go home. I wanted this all to be a nightmare. But now... I don't want to go anywhere. I don't want anything more than I want the two of you... I'm so embarrassed... but I can't help it. I don't know whats come over me... I... I never had thoughts this intense before tonight. It's so overwhelming. I'm not sure I'm thinking clearly..." All her emotions came flooding back over her, only this time there was new ones. She wanted to be untied so badly. She wanted release so badly. Oh if something didn't happen soon she thought she'd die. Master saw this new struggle and laughed softly. "Is there something you want my pet?" "Ooh yes Master. Master, please, please I need you inside me. Will you please fuck me? I need to cum so badly, it hurts..." She was burning inside. She'd never needed release this badly before. She'd never been denied release before. She had to cum. Stacey started crying in frustration. To her shock, Master swatted her thighs, one then the other. Stacey's Journey Ch. 03 "Stacey, I'm not going to punish you, this one time, but you need to learn... You will not tell me what you need. This is not about what you think you need. This is not about you at all. You have already picked up so much I know you will learn this, and it's partly because I'm so impressed with how well you have behaved and caught on that you aren't going to be punished. But you will learn that your body belongs to me for at the very least the rest of the night, but if you want to stay with us, then it belongs to me for as long as you are here. You get what I say you need, not what you think you need. You don't tell me you need me to do something, you ask me if I will. You ask permission before you have any release what-so-ever. And if I do not give you permission you will not cum. Is that understood?" She knew by the tone of his voice she screwed up. "Yes Master, I understand." She took a breath before she finished, terrified what she was about to say was going to be wrong. "Master will you please fuck me? I would love to make you cum..." She really wanted to tell him she could rock his world if he'd just fuck her. But she knew that would be wrong... "Yes pet, I am thinking about fucking you. I'm not sure if you are ready yet or not though." He intended on fucking her and he intended on doing it very soon, but she didn't need to know that. The more pent up she was, the better. She whimpered. She wasn't sure if begging would help, but she had a pretty good idea that it wouldn't. She also wasn't sure if she wanted Quinn more, or Master. Stacey closed her eyes and resigned herself to the thought that she was not going to get any release. She didn't want to open her eyes and see herself in the mirror, it just made her even more horny. While her eyes were closed Master and Quinn exchanged looks. Without saying a word they each knew what the other meant. Master positioned himself between Stacey's legs and pulled his cock out of his pants. The table was measured at his height so it was perfect. He lined himself up right outside of Stacey's open and soaked pussy and entered her with one, quick thrust. At the exact moment Master entered her, Quinn pulled both the clamps off Stacey's nipples. Stacey screamed. Blood was rushing back into her nipples and they were throbbing, but compared with feeling Master's dick inside it the pain was nothing. She moaned in ecstasy as he thrusted in and out of her. Stacey opened her eyes and looked at the mirror. She had never watched herself being fucked like this in a mirror. She had never done anything even remotely kinky in her sex-life. After she saw herself in the mirror, after she saw her Master's dick pumping in and out of her, she locked eyes with him. Master had to stop and pull his dick out of her when her eyes met his. He always struggled to get any of his girls to look him in the eyes while he fucked them, and he so enjoyed watching the look in their eyes while he pounded them. None of them ever did it. They always closed their eyes. He was forever spanking or punishing them for not obeying his orders to look him in his eyes, now this girl was doing it without being told and it was about to push him over the edge, and he was not ready for that yet. She whimpered, confused as to why he stopped. He couldn't help but let out a little laugh. "Master... did I do something wrong?" She couldn't imagine how she could do something wrong being tied down as she was, but she was so confused. "No my pet. You just caught me off guard, that's all. I find it incredibly rare that a woman will look me in the eyes while I take her, but you are full of surprises. I didn't even ask you to look me in the eyes, and when you did it was just so sexy I almost lost control..." He smiled at her, he knew right then she was going to be something special. He also knew she was going to be quite the handful. "Master, will you please continue to fuck me? Please?" Stacey pouted. Master growled with desire and thrust his dick back into her tight pussy with a new kind of vigor. Stacey now knew that he liked her looking into his eyes and he didn't have to ask her to do it she just did. Looking into her deep blue eyes and seeing her desire and need just made him fuck her harder. But seeing her desire wasn't enough for him. He'd done many things in the last 2 hours to make her whimper, scream and cry, but he hadn't seen the look in her eyes for any of it because she was blindfolded. He was going to make up for that now. He grinned at her and then without warning, started to slowly pull off the tape from Stacey's right thigh. Stacey screamed, but she knew she had to keep her eyes on his so she did. When he got to the point of the tape where the clothespins started he yanked it off with one swift motion. She screamed louder and several tears welled up in her eyes. Her eyes were sparking such an intense desire in him, he wanted her now more than he had in the weeks they spent watching her, waiting for the right time to take her. He griped the tape on her left thigh and repeated the removal of the tape and clothespins. This time Stacey knew it was coming and she could brace herself, she still screamed, but it was less then before, and this time the tears fell from her eyes and down her face. Seeing the look in her eyes as she refused to look away as he tortured her intensified his thrusting. He was fucking her harder and deeper than he had intended to. She was moaning and whimpering as his cock pounded in and out of her tight, wet pussy. Stacey was unsure how she managed to go this long without having an orgasm, but she was sure that she was not going to be able to hold back much longer. "Master please... please may I cum Master... please... oh god please..." She whimpered and begged. Master slapped her across her cheek. "NO! No slut you may not cum yet. You are not ready for it." "Oh Master please... please, please, please... Master I don't think I can resist much longer. Please Master. Please! I do not want to disobey you... but please... I don't think I can hold it in... ooohhh" Her sexual frustration was pushing her over an edge she had never ventured past before. Tears started falling freely from her eyes. Not from pain or humiliation, but from sheer frustration. She tried to wiggle her hips to get more stimulation but the straps that had her tied to the table were too tight and allowed no room at all to move. But Master saw her trying and he slapped her. Harder this time then the first. This one she actually enjoyed feeling. 'God what is happening to me', she thought, 'how can I like this'. She moaned and he knew he had her. He slapped her again and she moaned again. He could feel her tightening her muscles around his dick. She was fully becoming his. He nodded to Quinn, who Stacey had temporally forgotten was there, and she grabbed a fistful of Stacey's hair and pulled, hard. Then she leaned down and suckled on one of her recently abused nipples. Stacey moaned and could feel herself becoming even wetter. She could even hear her juices as Master's dick moved in and out of her. Master picked up his pace a little more and saw in her eyes she was on the verge of the best orgasm she would ever have. The first of many orgasm's she would have for him. He grinned at her which melted what was left of her senses. "Oh Master... Master please may your slut cum for you? Please Master may your slut cum on your dick? Oohhh... Please Master your slut would love to please you by covering your dick in her slutty cum. Please Master... Please... Please may your slut cum as you fill her pussy with your hot cum... oooohhh please Master may your slut feel your hot cum inside her pussy." Stacey didn't even recognize her own voice. The words just flowed out of her like she had said them a hundred times before, like it was natural. She didn't even know where it came from. She moaned. That was what he was waiting for. He had been waiting for her to give into it, waiting for her to truly become his slut, and she just had. "Oh yes my slut! Yes, yes, yes whore. Are you ready? I'm going to fill up your whore pussy and you are going to be mine! Cum with me my whore, cum as I fill you up..." Master groaned as he felt himself teetering on the edge. He grabbed her waist with both his hands and made one final thrust into her pussy and growled. "Now!" he ordered. Stacey's Journey Ch. 04 Master felt her muscles contracting and griping onto him as if her life depended on it and as she had the most intense, incredible, orgasm of her entire life, he filled her up with his own hot cum. As the last drops of his cum split out into her, he thrusted one final time just for good measure and pulled out of her. "Quinn, clean her up..." He ordered as he walked around to stand by Stacey's head. She was panting and trying to catch her breath. She felt like she was floating and she didn't want to come down. Quinn swapped places with Master and was now standing between Stacey's legs. She stood there for a minute just looking at Stacey, and thinking how absolutely gorgeous she was tonight and right now. And she thought about how glad she was in her decision to bring her here, and how glad she was Stacey actually enjoyed herself, even made Quinn proud. This would definitely persuade Master into listening to her more often. As Quinn was staring at Stacey and lost in her own thoughts, Master was stroking Stacey's hair and smiling down at her. "You have done so very well tonight my new pet. Have you enjoyed these last 2 hours?" Stacey was still out of breath, but she managed to answer him. "Oh yes Master... It has been... amazing... Master may I ask something?" He laughed a little. "Yes pet. What is it?" She blushed. "Master I was wondering... wondering if I could clean my juices off of your cock..." She wasn't sure why she wanted to do this. But she strangely did. Master was taken aback with surprise. "Yes my pet. I would like that very much. Let me remove this collar so you can face me better." "Oh Master... please may I keep it on?" This girl was full of surprises. "Yes pet, you may... Quinn dear?" Masters voice snapped Quinn out of her thoughts and she looked at him. "Yes, Master?" "Oh good, I'm glad you haven't cleaned her up yet... I think you should hold some of that... and you know what do to with it..." Master winked at her. Stacey turned her head as much as she could to the side to face his glistening dick and opened her mouth. Master smiled and guided his dick into her waiting mouth. She expertly moved her tongue across him, cleaning off all of her juices from the best orgasm she'd had her entire life. She had never done this kind of thing before. She'd never asked a man into her mouth after they had just had sex. She always thought that was disgusting, and she wasn't sure what had changed her mind in that moment but she knew it was making him happy. There was only so much of him she could take in her mouth on her own and he knew that so Master helped her by fucking her mouth. When she had licked and sucked every last drop of their mixed juices off of him he stepped back. Quinn was still between Stacey's legs. She bent down with her face inches away from Stacey's used pussy. She started slowly licking Stacey, cleaning every inch of her pussy lips before dipping her tongue inside of her. Stacey moaned, she'd never had many boyfriends that wanted to do that to her, let alone a woman do that to her! It was incredible. Quinn's tongue was so soft and warm and she knew exactly what she was doing and she was doing it so well. Stacey never knew this could feel so amazing, she moaned. Then suddenly Quinn was done and she was standing beside Stacey's head again. Stacey looked at Quinn and whimpered, out loud and with her eyes. Then Quinn kissed Stacey. That passionate, intense kiss... it was almost too much. How would she ever get through this... How could she manage all this arousal without release if she stayed with them... Then Quinn did something that broke her train of thought, she was opening her mouth... Stacey followed Quinn's example and opened her mouth to meet what she thought was going to be Quinn's tongue. What she got instead was something entirely different. Fluids. Not saliva... oh my god it was Master's cum... from inside her pussy. That's what Quinn was doing. She gagged a little at the unexpected deposit, but swallowed it anyway. She mentally crossed another thing off her mental list of things she'd never done before... "Good girls..." Master said, grabbing a handful of Quinn's hair and pulling her back to him. Then he wrapped his other hand around her throat and kissed her. "Let's get her untied shall we?" "Yes Master. I think she deserves a short break..." And with that they begun to untie her, starting with her breasts. They took their time, listening to every moan and groan as the ropes unwound and making sure to caress and soothe her sore tits. The last bit of rope fell off her tits and Quinn continued to massage them as Master took the straps off her wrists, working his way down to her ankles. When she was finally free she laid there just as still as when she was tied, unsure of if she should move or not. Master and Quinn both reached out a hand for her and she took them. They helped her sit up and hang her legs off the table. Her head was spinning with more thoughts. God she just wished her brain would shut off, thinking was starting to annoy her. She looked from Quinn to Master and back at Quinn. What next? Master brushed her hair out of her face and kissed her cheek. Then he swooped her up into his arms. Quinn moved for the door to the room and opened it and Master followed. He followed Quinn, carrying Stacey, down a hallway and into another room. A bathroom. A huge bathroom. There was a big tub in the middle of the room that looked like it could accommodate at least four people comfortably, and it was already full of steamy, hot water and bubbles. Master set her down on the edge of the tub with her feet in the water. "Help her get cleaned up Quinn, then take her to your room so she can get some sleep. And I mean get some sleep. Don't stay up being girls all night, alright?" Master said. Then he walked over to Quinn and whispered something in her ear then he was gone. Finally leaving Stacey all alone with Quinn. Quinn smiled at her, she knew what Stacey was thinking because she was thinking the same thing. They both wanted to be alone together. She walked to Stacey and turned her back to her. "Will you help me out of my corset, sexy?" She asked, as she pulled her hair off her back and over her shoulder. "...umm, yeah. What do I need to do?" Stacey had never worn a corset before so she wasn't sure how to take on off. "You've never worn a corset? Well you just untie the cord on my back. If you just untie it, it'll be loose enough for me to take it off..." Stacey did as Quinn told her, then without being asked, she hooked her fingers in Quinn's skirt and pulled it off her hips and let it fall to her feet. "Thanks sexy." Quinn giggled as she stepped out of the skirt. Then she put her foot on the edge of the tub to unzip her thigh high boot, one then the other. Stacey's eyes were fixed on Quinn. Taking in every inch of her beautiful tanned body. She almost couldn't believe her eyes, Quinn was just so beautiful. She had never looked at a woman like this before, but this one she couldn't take her eyes off. Quinn slipped off her corset and was standing in front of Stacey in nothing but a cute pair of boy short panties. 'This just won't do' Stacey thought as she reached forward and slowly pulled Quinn's panties down. Finally Quinn stood naked in front of her. She was breath taking. She had a tan, not too light and not too dark. She wore a leather collar around her neck but hers wasn't anything like the one Stacey was wearing. It was thinner but came to a cute point, pointing towards her collarbone, and it had a pretty scroll-work heart with a ring of some sort in the center. After she memorized the collar her eyes focused on her breasts. 'Ugh is there a single part of this woman that isn't perfect!' she thought. She didn't really want there to be anything, but it was all too much. They looked to be about a C cup and they were so perky. Quinn must have enjoyed Stacey looking at her because as she stared at her breasts her nipples started to get hard, perfect pink, hard nipples... Her eyes moved further down Quinn's body. Past her flat tummy, past her pierced belly button. They settled above her pussy. She wasn't expecting to see what she was looking at, a tattoo. She wasn't sure why it surprised her, more people than not have tattoos now a days, but she just wasn't expecting Quinn to have one. It started at one hip and went across to the other. It looked like some type of vine with flowers and in the center, above her pussy, the vines twisted into the scroll heart from her collar. It wasn't obvious if you were just taking a quick look at it that the heart was there, but she wasn't taking a quick look, she was studying her. She wasn't sure what the flowers were but they were colored in different shades of purple. Stacey moved her eyes down slightly to admire Quinn's bare pussy and she imagined what it tasted like, and if she would even get the chance to taste it. Lastly she looked at Quinn's thighs and amazing legs, down to her ankles and pretty feet with her dark red painted toe nails. "Quinn... you're so... so beautiful. I've never been attracted to a woman before, but you... I just can't take my eyes off of you. I'm thinking things I've never dreamed I would think in my life. I'm feeling things for you... I never thought I'd ever feel about a woman..." Stacey blushed as she spoke and turned her eyes to the bath water. Quinn smiled and walked to the counter. She picked up a hair brush and came back to Stacey. She gently started to brush her tangled hair. "Stacey, you don't have to be embarrassed or ashamed of what you are feeling. It's OK. I felt the same way about you. The first time I saw you dance, I instantly knew I had to touch you, had to feel you, had to taste you. I never wanted a woman before you either. Master has always kept other girls around for one purpose or another, but I never wanted to do anything with any one of them. Until you seeing Master do anything with another woman that didn't make her scream in agony disgusted me. But with you... it's so different. Seeing him touch you tonight has sparked so many new things in me as well... Don't be ashamed of how you feel." She finished brushing Stacey's hair and slid a finger under her chin to tilt her head up some. They kissed. Not a kiss like they shared earlier, no where near as passionate as that, but it was nice, gentle. Quinn asked Stacey to hold her hair up as she reached for the buckle on the collar. Stacey protested as she did. "...no... I don't want it off. Would Master want you to take it off?" She was enjoying the feeling of it, but she also was unsure if she would be punished for allowing Quinn to remove it. "How else are we going to bathe you unless we take it off, silly? We don't want to ruin it in the water, do we?" She responded as she removed the collar. Then she removed her own and set them down together on the counter along with the hair brush. "Oh Stacey, I almost forgot... I need you to stand up for me." Quinn said as she walked back towards her. Stacey's Journey Ch. 05 Stacey looked puzzled but did as she was told. When Quinn got to her she asked her to bend over a little, and she did. Then Quinn parted Stacey's ass cheeks. "This might be a little uncomfortable, sexy." She said as she grabbed a hold of the plug still buried deep in her ass, Stacey moaned. Quinn slowly and gently removed the plug and then tossed it towards the bathroom sink. "Oh my... I had completely forgotten that was there." Stacey said and she blushed. Then Quinn stepped into the tub, and urged Stacey to slide in with her. Stacey let out a sigh as she settled into the hot water. She wasn't sure how long she had laid there tied up before she awoke, but her muscles were stiff and achy. She leaned against the back of the tub and closed her eyes, letting the water soothe her sore body. Quinn stared at her while she had her eyes closed, remembering the first time she saw her at the club she danced in. Master had drug her to that club that night, she didn't even want to go. But the second she saw Stacey dance she felt better about being there. She was standing at the bar, waiting for her turn to dance. Her long, straight, red hair framing her face and breasts. Her eyes were a bright blue, they were the type of eyes that when she looked at you, you'd swear she could see into your soul. Her breasts were about the same size as hers, and they were barely covered by the silly bra she was wearing, but her frame was a lot smaller then Quinn's, so her breasts looked bigger than they really were. Her ass was so perfectly shaped, it looked amazing in her tight, short, shorts she was wearing, but she imagined it looked better bare. Quinn snapped herself out of her thoughts and moved towards Stacey in the tub, closing the short distance they had between them. She couldn't keep her hands to herself any longer. She had to touch Stacey, all over, anywhere she could. She wrapped one arm around her and put her hand on the back of her head. Then she captured Stacey's lips with her own. Stacey was taken aback by this turn of events, but she wasn't going to make her stop. This kiss was different from the previous ones. It was forceful and hungry. She wrapped her arms around Quinn and ran her hands all over her back. They each opened their mouths at the same time and entwined their tongues together. Quinn broke the kiss and was moving her mouth everywhere she could think of. Stacey leaned her head back to give Quinn access to any part of her she wanted. She nibbled Stacey's ear lobe, nipped at her jaw line, sucked on her neck then kissed under her chin and then repeated each on the other side of her neck. Then Quinn's hands were cupping Stacey's breasts. She gently massaged one while her mouth expertly went to work on the other, kissing almost every inch of her breast before licking and teasing her nipple before taking it into her mouth and sucking on it. Then she switched breasts and caressed the one she had just sucked on with her hand and sucked on the other. A fire was burning in Stacey again and her need for release was so strong. She just laid there, with her head resting on the edge of the tub while Quinn went to work on her body. When Quinn was finished giving attention to Stacey's breasts she came back up to kiss her. There was still such a hunger behind her kiss, it was almost too intense. Quinn brought one hand back up to the back of Stacey's head, and moved one under the water to part her thighs. The second Stacey felt her hand she moved her legs apart as far as she could to give her the access she needed. Quinn's fingers glided over her swollen pussy lips, she could feel Stacey's juices even in the water. Stacey moaned as Quinn lightly flicked her fingers over her swollen clit, then she slid her middle finger into her inviting pussy. Stacey moaned and bucked her hips and Quinn added another finger. Stacey was moving her hips back and forth trying to fuck Quinn's hand when she suddenly stopped. "Ooh Quinn... ooh no... we can't" She was almost crying now. "What's wrong darling?" "Quinn... Master... he said I couldn't cum without his permission... I don't want to disobey him Quinn... I don't want to be punished..." Stacey cried. Quinn kissed away Stacey's tears before she responded. "Oh dear, I am so sorry. I should have told you before I started this, but it just happened so fast. Did you see Master whisper to me before he left..." Stacey nodded. "Well he was telling me that we could play a little bit before we went to sleep. And he said that we were both allowed to cum. It's OK, sexy. It's OK.." "...he... did? Really?" She was glad to hear it, but still, he didn't tell her she was allowed. "Yes, he did. I promise you. He's gone to bed or I would call him in here to tell you himself. But I promise he did. But if it makes you feel better, I will take full responsibility tomorrow for it if I am lying to you... it won't be your fault. But he did say that it was OK I swear..." And that was the end of their talking. Quinn went back to pumping her fingers in and out of Stacey's pussy, trying to push her over the edge. She added a third finger and Stacey rocked her hips more to try and take Quinn's fingers deeper into her. She was so close, but something was missing... Without thinking Stacey wrapped her arms around Quinn pulling her close then renewed their wild kissing. She moaned into Quinn's mouth as she felt Quinn's thumb curl up and manipulate her clit. Then Quinn broke the kiss and looked into Stacey's eyes. "Cum for me, my love. Cum for me." Was all she said and Stacey exploded over her fingers. Her pussy gripped Quinn so tight as she came that Quinn lost feeling in her fingers for a minute. Quinn sat there, unmoving, for a minute while Stacey panted and caught her breath. When she had finally caught her breath, Quinn removed her fingers and kissed Stacey on the cheek. Then Quinn picked up a loofah and started to gently wash Stacey. She started at her neck, gently and seductively swiping the loofah across it. She moved down her body, scrubbing every inch of it, not leaving a single part untouched, paying special attention to her breasts. Quinn dipped the loofah under the water and ran it between Stacey's thighs and over her sensitive pussy. Stacey moaned as the rough loofah was brushed over her swollen clit, sparking desire in her once again. Quinn then grabbed the shower head and wet down Stacey's hair. Then she let it fall into the tub and kneaded shampoo into her hair. It was one of the best feelings in the world, Stacey closed her eyes and just enjoyed it. When she was finished she rinsed her hair and conditioned it, then rinsed it one final time. "My turn..." Stacey said, grabbing the loofah from the side of the tub. She repeated the process on Quinn only slower. She enjoyed touching Quinn so much she couldn't make herself move any quicker. She asked Quinn to turn her back to her so she could wash it, and was again surprised by Quinn. She had an almost full back tattoo! How did she not notice that earlier while she untied the corset... It was so pretty, and it shocked her that Quinn would want to tattoo her entire back. It was two serpents... no serpent dragons. One was different shades of blue, and the other shades of orange and yellow. They were entwined in such a way they formed a heart. It was very pretty, well pretty for being dragons that is. In the background of the dragons there was cherry blossom trees in full bloom, and fire. It seemed like an odd combination, but it was beautiful. The colors were so vibrant, it was almost like looking at a painting. "This is so beautiful Quinn..." Stacey said, as she traced her fingers around the dragons. "Oh... thank you. I got that many years ago..." That was all Quinn said. Stacey sort of expected an explanation of what the tattoo meant to her, but it seemed Quinn wasn't ready to tell her, and she wasn't going to push it. Stacey finished washing Quinn's body and hair and rinsed her off. Then they both stood in the tub and wrapped each other in towels. Quinn took her hand and led her out of the bathroom and back down the hall. The hall was quite long and had many doors off it. Almost at the end of the hall they reached an open door and turned into it. 'This must be Quinn's room.' Stacey thought as Quinn guided her into it. The room was pretty plain, it had essentials but not much else. Bed, dresser, nightstands, lamps and a chair was really all that was in there. The bed was big, it had to be one of those California kings she'd heard about. The comforter had cherry blossoms on it, like Quinn's tattoo. Quinn guided Stacey to her bed and unwrapped her from her towel. Then she gently pushed her to sit on the bed and Quinn started to brush Stacey's hair and dry it with the towel. Stacey's head was spinning. The night started out so strange, filled with fear and pain, and now there was so much comfort and... she wasn't sure what else, but she had butterflies in her stomach. She'd never felt like this with anyone she'd ever been with. Quinn made her feel so sexy and wanted, and she knew all the things to do to make her feel so amazing. She wondered if being with woman in general was like this, or if she had just fallen for this woman in just a few short hours. Quinn finished towel drying Stacey's hair and did the same for her own. Then she tossed both the towels across the room and crawled into the bed. Stacey had a split second thought about not sleeping in any clothes, but pushed it from her mind just as fast as it came to her. She didn't really want clothes between the two of them anyway. They pulled down the covers and crawled under them. "Oh no, I almost forgot..." Quinn said as she leaned over Stacey to open a drawer in the nightstand. She pulled out a bottle of lube and a butt plug. "Master wants you to wear one most of the day, you are only allowed to remove it to use the bathroom or bathe... I know it sounds horrible, but it's really not that bad." "Quinn... please don't take this the wrong way... but what if I don't want to stay here?" She wasn't positive she did or didn't want to stay, but the question had to be asked. "Well... uh, what do you want to do Stacey?" "I'm not really sure... I just don't know..." She wasn't sure why she even asked. "Just forget I said anything..." "... yeah, OK Well for tonight you are here so lets just get this over with. Up on your knees please." Quinn didn't really know what to say, she wanted Stacey to want to be here, not be forced to. Stacey got up and onto her hands and knees on the bed so that Quinn could insert the butt plug. It didn't feel as bad as the first time, but it was still slightly uncomfortable, and it went in somewhat easier. "You're getting the hang of this already sexy." Quinn said and Stacey laid back down. Quinn and Stacey got under the covers together but laid a few feet apart in an awkward silence. Neither one knew what to say or do. Neither one knew if they should make the first move. Stacey's head was still spinning after the night she had. Her first thought was what time it must be. She couldn't remember what time she had seen Quinn, but she was pretty sure it had been at least 24 hours since Quinn and Master had 'taken' her. She vaguely remember seeing Quinn at the club, and taking her in one of the rooms to dance for her. That's when Quinn said she had drugged her with something so they could bring her here, but how long could she have been passed out? All day? 'Oh well, it doesn't really matter', she thought.