0 comments/ 73439 views/ 5 favorites Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 1 By: AerinThomas She was drunk, and she knew it. Knew it like she knew her name and title, Kaitlin Donnelly, V.P. of Operations for a very large bank. Knew it like she knew the contours of the skintight dress that hugged her body like it had been sewn on. Knew it like she knew she shouldn't be flirting with the tall, attractive stranger at the bar next to her. Still, she denied it. "I'm not drunk!" she insisted to the man... what was his name? Adam? Alex? Something like that, she was sure. "I'm just very relaxed this evening," she continued with a laugh. He joined her in laughing. "You must not get to relax often, I imagine?" he asked? "Not as much as I'd like" she returned. "Not as much as you'd like What?" he whispered, leaning over almost touching her ear. A thousand smartass remarks flipped through her mind as she looked him over. Taller than her by a few inches at 5-11 or so, he had the build of a college athlete who hadn't lost his edge. Broad shoulders, trim waist, long legs. Wearing a t-shirt with a stylish sports coat over it, and skintight jeans that left little to her imagination, finished with very hip leather shoes. She sighed, thinking how long it had been since her last relationship had disintegrated. Maybe she should give up on relationships and focus on the moment? She was fairly sure Andy (yes, that was his name!) was hers for the asking... but should she? As she was ruminating on that topic, Andrew, as he preferred to be called, was taking the entendre-generated pause to drink in Kaitlin with all of his senses. He prided himself as a connoisseur of fine women; drinking them in as if they were a fine wine. He listened to the quiet sigh of her breathing. He could smell the alluring perfume she had dabbed in the hollow of her throat, and taste it's slight scent on the back of his tongue. His hand rested lightly on her wrist, alert for any signs that she was going to pull away from him. Finally, his eyes gathered her in, luxuriating in her beauty. Starting at her mane of crimson hair, so like the color of cinnamon. Traveling down the porcelain lines of her face. Admiring her body, the trim stomach and butt, the full breasts straining against the fabric of her confining sheath of dark fabric. He had trouble controlling himself, knowing in his heart that she was to be his this night. Knowing it was a sure thing. Kaitlin was not so positive that it was a sure thing, but her adventuresome side was winning out, crushing her internal resistance. "Not as much as I'd like to dance" she finally said, walking briskly away to the packed dance floor. Following quickly, Andrew danced with her. As each new dance began, he got closer and closer to her, until their bodies were in contact from chest to knees as they danced. Kaitlin's head was spinning with the drink and the attention being paid to her. With each beat of the drum she felt Andy's erection pushing against her leg; it aroused her to think that she had caused it. The hotter she got, the more of him she wanted to feel against her, and the larger he felt against her leg. Feeling her pull against him, seeing her nipples harden and push against her dress, Andrew knew it was time to make his move. In the middle of the crowded dance floor, he put his hands on her hips and slowly slid them upward, covering all her curves, finishing with a hard squeeze of her chest that left her gasping for air. Surprised, and not just a little excited, by the pain and suddenness of that move, Kaitlin was taken totally off guard as he slid his hands under her dress and, with the aid of a small blade she didn't know he had, cut the hip string of her g-string panties and pulled them off of her, throwing them onto the floor several feet away. "Now let's dance for real" Andrew said, pulling Kaitlin breathless into a darkened corner of the dance floor. Taking her hands in his, he placed them on his swollen crotch and whispered in her ear "take it out. Now." Without conscious thought, Kaitlin pulled down his zipper and freed his 7" cock into her hands, stroking it as he continued to sway against her, each move brushing her hardened nipples and reminding her of the pain and pleasure of his earlier embrace. Bending his knees, he deftly pulled her legs over his thighs, lifting her from her feet, positioning her swollen pussy over his straining cock. She looked around in disbelief at the people around them dancing, not noticing what was going on; she could hardly believe it either. Andrew whispered into her ear: "Now slide down and take it in you like the slut you are." She gasped with shock that he would say to her, the vice president of a bank; then moaned with pleasure as he pushed her back against a wall and she sunk down on his cock, taking him all the way inside. Her eyes rolled in their sockets as he thrust into her over and over. She could only see the blinking lights; only hear the thudding of the music as a disjointed heartbeat out of time with her own; only feel the fulfillment of her lust as he drove deep inside of her. His hands roamed her body as he pressed her against the wall, alternately cupping her ass, pulling her hair, pinching her nipples. She lost count of her orgasms as he fucked her; only coming slowly back to reality as she heard something strange over the sound of her own moaning. "Oh, God," she breathed "that was so good." She realized then that the insistent buzzing noise she had been hearing was her phone. "Andy, let me loose" she said; not waiting for a reply as she slid off of him and turned to face the wall. "Hello?" she said into the phone loudly. "What? Now? Damn. Okay. 5 minutes, in front of the club." Closing the phone she turned back to Andrew. All business now, she informed him "I've gotta go; my limo is on the way. I have to fly to Japan or something." He grabbed her roughly, surprising her again. "But I didn't cum. You owe me that, at least." Smiling sweetly as she walked away, she replied "I don't owe you anything. A low class dick like you never deserved a high-class piece of ass like me anyway; consider yourself lucky." With that, she left the club and stepped into the waiting limo, which pulled away from the curb without delay. Outwardly furious, Andrew was smiling inside as he watched her go. He sauntered towards the back door of the club, checking his watch. He laughed to himself again as he thought of the surprise in store for Kaitlin. Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 2 Stepping out of the club and into the limo was a shock to the senses for Kaitlin. The noise of the club and the lingering heat from her encounter with Andrew faded away as she sunk into the deep leather seats of the limousine. Her personal assistant, Kelli James, was waiting inside with a glass of champagne, which Kaitlin downed without a second thought, holding the glass out for a refill. She took a moment to look at Kelli: 5-4, 125lbs, fairly fit, with large breasts and voluptuous curves that frequently made Kaitlin jealous, wearing a bright red dress. Nice earrings and necklace, and very perky short blonde hair. She was an excellent personal assistant, although very demure and quiet. Kaitlin didn't think Kelli had what it took to rise further than personal assistant, but was glad to have her around in that capacity. As Kelli filled her glass again, she asked "So, how was the club tonight? Did you have a good time?" Kaitlin felt the limo begin to move as she answered Kelli. "Nothing of any value happened in there tonight; it was just another evening. So tell me, what's going on with this trip? Are my things packed? Are we headed to the airport?" As she asked the last question, Kaitlin felt the champagne hit her brain, making her dizzy. She leaned her head back against the seat and sighed deeply, waiting for Kelli to answer her questions. Kelli was not particularly interested in answering Kaitlin, however. She watched as the tranquilizer she had slipped into Kaitlin's drink took effect; waited as Katlin's breathed slowed into sleep. Picking up the phone, she told the driver to double back to the club. Fortunately, Kaitlin had not noticed the modifications to this limo, which was a virtual twin to the one she normally used. Kelli put those modifications to good use as she used leather straps to bind each of Kaitlin's wrists to a bracket mounted on the roof on each side of her head, spreading her arms wide. Kaitlin slept fitfully as Kelli continued her ministrations, cutting the strap to Kaitlin's purse and rifling through it, then setting it aside. Reaching up, she removed all of the jewelry that Kaitlin was wearing. The limousine pulled to a stop outside the rear door of the club, and Andrew leaned into the back. He took Kaitlin's purse and jewelry, and handed it to another man standing in the alley. With a few quiet words between them and an exchange of cash, the other man was on his way, walking briskly down the alley. Andrew climbed into the limo, and it pulled away, blending immediately into traffic in the downtown streets. As soon as the car was underway, Kelli was hitting Andrew with a barrage of questions. "Are we okay? What happened in the club? Did anyone see you together?" Andrew replied by grabbing Kelli and kissing her deeply, silencing her protests as he slid his tongue into her mouth. Kelli pushed him away, sliding across the seat to put her back against the back of the limo. "Of course people saw you together. You fucked her, didn't you? Right there in the club?" Andrew met Kelli's eyes, then nodded unapologetically. "So how was she? Was she worth endangering the whole scheme for?" Kelli asked coldly. "Did she do it for you, big boy? Did you cum like never before?" As she talked to him, Kelli pulled her dress up over her head, leaving her clad only in a black bra, garter belt, stockings and heels, which she placed point first into each of Andrew's shoulders, pushing hard enough to make him wince. With a toss of her hair she nodded at Kaitlin. "She is pretty hot, it's true... sometimes I get excited thinking about fucking her instead of you... of having her kneeling between my legs, eating me out... " as she fantasized, Kelli's fingers traced the shaved mound of her pussy, spreading the lips and teasing her clit. Andrew watched, unable to take his eyes off her hand as she played with herself. Kelli closed her eyes and leaned back into the leather of the limo seat, grinding her heels harder into Andrew's flesh. The fingers of one hand continued to stroke her wet slit, occasionally circling around her entryway but never diving in. The thumb of that hand stroked her clit slowly, gently. The other hand traveled languidly up her body to her bra, then softly teased a nipple through the thin material, circling the aereola and causing the nipple to rise, poking at the lace that covered it. Andrew's breathing quickened as he watched, Kelli's pleasure mixing with the pain in his shoulders turning him on. His crotch felt constricted as his erection pushed against his clothing. Reaching down, he unzipped his pants, freeing his cock; he could smell the aroma of his earlier episode with Kaitlin mixing with Kelli's sharp scent. He started stroking it as Kelli continued, eyes widening and breath quickening as she slid her bra off of her shoulders and pulled down the cups, freeing her large breasts and engorged nipples. Grabbing her breast in her hand, Kelli brought the nipple up and licked it with the tip of her tongue; simultaneously, she slid two fingers inside herself, letting a loud gasp and moan escape from between her dry lips. Soon both hands were at work on her hairless mound, working quickly over her lips and her clit. Eyes open, watching as Andrew jerked off, she shuddered violently and cried out with her first orgasm; several more followed immediately after it, leaving her spread eagled on the limo seat, nearly senseless. As her feet fell from his shoulders, Andrew quickly moved forward and positioned himself between her legs. Kelli regained her senses with a start as Andrew slid his incredibly hard shaft deep into her pussy, grabbing a swollen nipple in each hand and twisting. He moved with her as she scrambled backwards on the seat, thrusting harder as she tried to move away, finally pinning her against the corner of the car, pushing on her breasts to keep her in place. With one hand he reached up and slapped her lightly across the face, knowing how that turned her on; with the other, he pinched and rolled a nipple. She moaned with pain and pleasure as he continued to pound into her pussy, showing no mercy, ramming deeply in with each thrust, then pulling slowly out, only to ram in again, sending the shock through her whole body. Breathing heavily, Andrew replied to Kelli's earlier question. "No, Bitch, I didn't cum like never before; in fact, I didn't get to cum at all. But I plan to solve that problem now." Kelli's reply was trapped in her throat as he grabbed a handful of breast and squeezed, taking the air from her lungs. He felt her muscles clamp down on him as she spasmed again, the force of her orgasm suprising them both. He pulled out of her momentarily, then stood up, crouching so as not to hit his head on the roof of the limo. Grabbing her under the ass with both hands, he dumped her roughly onto the floor. She looked up uncertainly at him. "Open your mouth" he commanded, pulling her head back roughly, causing her to cry out as his fingers twisted into her short blonde hair. Her ruby painted lips parted submissively as he slid the head of his cock into her mouth, bending his knees and sinking it in all the way. Kelli fought to keep her throat open, tasting both her and Kaitlin's juices, as well as Andrew's salty semen. She swallowed convulsively as he shot burst after burst of cum into her stomach, pulling her hair all the harder as he did so, clamping the other hand onto her breast and squeezing. The pain brought her to orgasm again, and she shuddered, falling sideways to the floor as he slid out of her mouth and moved away. She blinked the tears out of her eyes and looked up... right into the disbelieving eyes of their bound captive. Kaitlin had regained consciousness in time to see Andrew, who she had called a "low class dick" in the club that night, unloading his seed into her personal assistant, then tossing her to the side. Even as she saw that unimaginable sight, she realized her wrists were bound. Kaitlin knew she was in trouble. Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 3 Andrew leaned back and stretched, then noticed that Kaitlin was awake. "Well, the little whore big shot 'high class piece of ass' is awake, huh?" he taunted. Leaning forward he grabbed Kelli, who was still just staring into Kaitlin's eyes, by the hair and yanked her across the limo. Forcing her face into his crotch, he commanded "Lick me clean, bitch." Kelli acquiesced, taking his limp cock into her mouth, cleaning her juices, Kaitlin's juices, and Andrew's cum from it. Kaitlin, misunderstanding the situation, looked at Andrew and said "Leave her out of it. You don't have to hurt her. It's me that screwed you over in the club. She didn't do anything." Andrew paused for a second, reveling in the fact that Kaitlin didn't realize that he and Kelli were partners in this little venture. Of course, Kelli didn't know everything as well; that was the delicious part. Bending down and making a show of licking Kelli's ear, he whispered to her so that Kaitlin couldn't hear "this is perfect; pretend I've captured you, too." Kelli twirled her tongue around the top of his cock in a signal of agreement. Looking at Kaitlin, Andrew said "you both belong to me, and you'll do whatever I say." Kaitlin pled with him again to let Kelli go; seeing that he wasn't listening, she shut up resolutely, refusing to give him any pleasure from the situation. Andrew watched as Kaitlin composed herself. This was going to be so much better than he'd thought at first. They still had 20 minutes or so before they reached their destination, and Kelli had brought the life back to his stiffening manhood with her tender ministrations. Releasing Kelli's hair, he looked at Kaitlin and said "Kelli, go lay on the floor in front of Kaitlin." Kelli did so, putting her legs on the seat across from Kaitlin, her head a couple of inches in front of Kaitlin's feet. Andrew moved on top of Kelli, positioning his cock at her lips, kneeling right in front of Kaitlin, looking her in the eyes as he sank his erection between Kelli's puffy lips. Kaitlin tried to look everywhere but at Andrew; he grabbed her head and forced her eyes down to where he was face fucking her assistant. "MMM she's good, don't you think? Good style, good form, and great lips" he mocked. Kelli, for her part, was starting to think this was not as much fun as she had hoped. Grabbing a handful in each hand, Andrew harshly ripped Kaitlin's dress down the middle, pulling it from her. She cried out with shock as he did so. He leaned back, freeing Kelli's mouth, and stared at Kaitlin's body appraisingly. "Not too bad," he remarked to Kaitlin. He reached into a bag he had brought with him and handed Kelli a thin vibrator. "take off her bra" he said to Kelli, leaning back on the seat and stroking his erection. Kelli reached up and, not meeting Kaitlin's eyes, removed her bra. "Suck her nipples." Kelli bent her head to Kaitlin's breast and took a nipple in her mouth, circling her tongue around the aerola, biting at the nipple, which was hardening against Kaitlin's will. Kelli then moved to the other breast, raising that nipple as well. When both were hard, Andrew swept forward and slipped nipple clamps attached by a chain to them, causing Kaitlin to cry out and spasm in pain. The chain was long enough to reach the other seat, where he returned and sat again. As Kaitlin writhed with pain, he ordered Kelli to kneel lay down and eat Kaitlin's pussy. Kaitlin's eyes widened with shock as Kelli slid between her legs. "No, Kelli, please don't" she said, betraying her decision to remain quiet, "don't do this." A yank on the chain brought her speaking to a halt with a gasp of pain. Kelli began licking gently. Andrew reached into his bag of tricks and brought out a vibrator with a remote control, which he slipped between Kelli's parted legs. He played with Kelli for a while, turning up the intensity of the vibrator at random intervals, watching as she licked faster in proportion to the vibrator's speed, occasionally snapping down on Kaitlin's chain to make her cry out. Unbelievably, Kaitlin's body was responding to Kelli's efforts. Kaitlin could feel the orgasm deep inside her waiting to build and explode; and with each yank of the chain, and the diminishing of that pain, it seemed closer to the surface. Kneeling now between Kelli's legs, Andrew pulled out the vibrator and slid to full length into Kelli's sopping hole. She moaned with pleasure, and simultaneous slipped 2 fingers into Kaitlin's anus. Kaitlin screamed at the invasion, unable to lift herself off of Kelli's fingers but trying to anyway. Andrew smiled at her, and pumped Kelli harder, which caused Kelli to lick faster and to ram her fingers in and out of Kaitlin. After a minute, she slipped the vibrator into Kaitlin's ass and turned it on, ramming her fingers deep into Kaitlin's pussy instead. The vibrator was thinner, which was a bonus; but Kaitlin was crying from the pain of it as it shook inside her. Kelli's fingers and mouth brought her to a surprise orgasm, then; that brought it's own pain from her clamps as she shuddered from it. Andrew saw her orgasm and smiled again; she was learning to associate pleasure and pain, which would make her all the more valuable. He felt that he was close to his own orgasm, and stood up in a crouch, moving to stand in front of Kaitlin. He raised her head with one hand, stroking his cock with the other; gasping for breath, he came, showering Kaitlin's face with white. He finished with her by wiping his dripping cock in her hair. Just then the car slowed. "We're almost there," Andrew said, pulling on his clothes. Throwing Kelli's clothes at her, he said "get dressed, slut." She pouted and started getting dressed, wondering when she was going to get to have some fun. When he was finished, he got right in Kaitlin's face and said "You won't believe what's in store for you." "This" he continued, yanking harshly on her nipple chain "is nothing compared to your future." Kaitlin continued to sob as the car came to a stop. She couldn't imagine how it could get any worse. Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 4 As the limo pulled to a stop and Andrew and Kelli dressed, Kaitlin's mind was whirling, trying to find something, anything, to get her out of this situation. Outwardly, she continued to sob; inwardly she raced through her options. Andrew watched her do this with much amusement, knowing that she had no options at all. He grinned slyly, thinking of the fun yet to come. Reaching back into his bag, he pulled out a blindfold and tied it around Kaitlin's eyes, blinding her completely. Stepping from the limo, Andrew and the driver reached in and pulled the naked Kaitlin from her restraints. Andrew threw her struggling form over his shoulder and carried her bodily into the building before him, laughing as she screamed for help. You could call it a house, in the same way one would call Notre Dame a church. It was a grandiose old structure, with spires reaching to the sky, radiating a dark menace in the inky blackness of night. All it needed was a moat to complete the image. The darkness was total; no one would see them taking Kaitlin into the house, even if anyone happened to be nearby, which was unlikely. Once they got inside, Kaitlin was carried into a room and thrown roughly on a bed. She struggled up, tearing off the blindfold, only to see Andrew's smirking face. "You BASTARD! I'll kill you!" she screamed through her sobs, jumping at him to tear him limb from limb. Andrew laughed again as he caught her and slammed her back onto the bed, stealing the breath from her body. Kneeling next to her, he twined his fingers in her hair, and pulled her head up so he could whisper in her ear. "Your life is changed forever, Kaitlin Donnely. You are my property now. Sleep well." With that comment, he slid a needle into her arm, and she immediately slipped into unconsciousness. Time passed for Kaitlin in a blur of uncertainty. To the world outside, she was dead; killed in a fire, the only proof remaining of her life was the purse that was found at the scene. Unknown to her, she was being physically and mentally transformed. 6 months later, she was a different individual altogether. Plastic surgery had erased any wrinkles, blemishes, or excess fat from her body, and increased her breast size from a b-cup to a d-cup. Forced exercise had toned her muscles and given her a sculpted look that was just muscular enough to be beautiful, and just soft enough to be completely desirable. Her long auburn hair was cut off to a bob, and she became a platinum blonde. Worst for her were the nights she could dimly remember, nights of pain and involuntary pleasure, which were slowly positioning her for the final drastic changeover of her personality. Unknown to her, tonight was the final night of her reconstruction, exactly 6 months to the night from her abduction. She knew something was different the moment she awoke. Unlike every other day she could remember, she had been allowed to wake up on her own. She stood, looking around her cell, wondering what was going on. A few stretching exercises helped to wake her up, and she padded to the bathroom for a shower. It never occurred to her to wonder why she wasn't screaming, trying to break free from her cell; it was simply normal that she be here; that was the way it had always been. When she came out of the bathroom, she had another surprise waiting for her. A wrapped package lay on her bed, and her cell door was open. That door had NEVER been open before; someone had always come and escorted her from place to place. Kaitlin couldn't believe it. She walked cautiously to the bed, eyes darting this way and that, looking for any new information to make sense of what was going on. Reaching the bed, she leaned over and looked at the package. A small card on the top revealed her instructions: "Dress, then go out the door and make a right." Kaitlin marveled at the freedom; she had been without it for as long as she could remember. Unwrapping the package, she found smaller packages inside. Opening the smallest, she found a red g-string; she stood up and slipped it on without another thought. It fit like it had been made for her. Another package yielded a matching bra. She put it on as well. Both were made of some sheer material that felt wonderful against her skin; each was virtually skintight as well, the bra lifting up and pushing out her already ample breasts. Next were a pair of crimson stiletto heels, which she set aside for the moment. The final package contained a leather bodysuit covered in zippers. As she slid it on, she luxuriated in the feel of the leather on her skin, and in the chill of the zippers against her bare flesh. There were buckles and loops at various places on the skintight sheath as well, whose purpose Kaitlin couldn't figure out. The leather wrapped her from wrist to ankle, and surrounded her throat to her jawline. Sitting down again, she slipped on the very high heels. Crossing and uncrossing her legs a few times, she enjoyed the feeling of being in those clothes. Then, obedient to her captors' instructions, she stood up and walked from the room. As she stepped into the hall, her attention was caught by a full length mirror on her left. She looked deep into that mirror; a completely unfamiliar person looked back. Her peroxide blonde bob framed a gorgeous face with large pouting lips, high cheekbones, perfect eyebrows. Her voluptuous body was slim yet incredibly sexy at the same time, her breasts jutting forward like an invitation to grasp them, her tight ass pushing against the leather that encased it like a request to be touched. The high heels raised her to an almost intimidating height, helping to show off her long powerful legs. The effect was stunning, amazing; she looked like someone's idea of the perfect woman, built for sex. From the end of the hall, Andrew watched Kaitlin take stock of her new self, grinning openly. She was the perfect woman, built to order for a very special, very discriminating client. Tonight was the final step to get her ready, to close the deal. Kaitlin turned then, and looked directly into Andrew's eyes. Where before there was lust, then anger, now there was nothing as she looked at him; simply obedience. "Come to me, Kaitlin" he commanded, and she acquiesed quietly, walking down the long hallway towards him. "Kneel" he ordered as she drew near; she dropped to one knee without a second thought. Touching her chin with one finger, he raised her eyes to his. "You are perfect, my Kaitlin." Since he had not given her permission to respond, she did not. "Stand" he commanded, moving back from her. When she had obeyed, he took the moment to run his hands over the luscious body before him. Whispering in her ear, he said "You have three tests to accomplish tonight. Do them well, an! d you will be rewarded; do poorly, and you will be punished like never before. The first test is at the end of this hall. Now go." Kaitlin then walked away to the door at the end of the hall. Without hesitation, she opened the door and walked through to meet the challenges that awaited her... To Be Continued... Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 5 Without a backward glance, Kaitlin opened the door and stepped through, ready for the challenges that lay before her. Her peroxide blonde bob haircut bounced as she stepped through, the leather sheath that encased her body from jawline to ankle creaking slightly as she moved. She was still getting used to the way her new body felt, much tighter overall and more top heavy thanks to her enlarged breasts. She stepped into darkness, wondering immediately if she was to be unable to see for this, the first of her tests. Then a flame broke out in the center of the room, revealing the features of a beautiful woman in the glow of a lighter being used to light a cigarette. Kaitlin watched as she took a single drag from the cigarette and dropped it to the floor, crushing it under the pointed toe of her spiked heel boot. As she watched, a small spotlight fell on the woman, allowing Kaitlin to see her fully. "Come forward" the mystery lady commanded, her voice a joy to listen to, carrying a faint hint of Ireland in her clipped tones. "Kneel" she continued as Kaitlin drew near. Complying, Kaitlin took the opportunity to look her over. About 5'11" tall or so, the woman was thin, clad in a very tight black dress which covered her from neck to shins, melding seamlessly into shining leather boots of the same crimson hue as the lingerie that had been laid out for Kaitlin, that was now resting against her skin under the leather bodysuit. The woman was thin for her height, with glistening red hair that fell to the small of her back in gentle curls. Her face was the white of newly fallen snow, lightly made up except for her lips, which stood out in striking red, just as Kaitlin's did. Her curves were visible through her dress; not as pronounced as Kaitlin's, but present nonetheless. She was a hauntingly beautiful woman, Kaitlin thought as she waited on her knees for the testing to begin. "It is I who began this process many months ago, by requesting a woman of a certain type. Andrew and Kelli have brought me you as the answer to my desires, Kaitlin. In the next few hours I will take your true measure and decide if I still wish to have you. The tests will be difficult, do not doubt. Much is hidden, and little of it will be revealed at this time. I have great hopes for you, Kaitlin. Succeed and your life will change; you will be mine. Fail, and your life will change as well, but I cannot tell you what will happen." Kaitlin took these words into her soul, immediately believing that she wanted to stay with this beautiful woman, whoever she was, that she would protect Kaitlin from all bad things. Right or Wrong, Kaitlin was determined to succeed, whatever should be asked of her. "The first test is a test of competence; the second, of obedience; the final, of endurance and submission. Behind me is a door. When you go through it you will begin the first test, and you will have set your feet on the path to becoming mine. It is all up to you, Kaitlin." With that statement, she set a small box in front of Kaitlin and walked to the door Kaitlin had entered through. As she left the room, the mystery woman looked over her shoulder at Kaitlin. "Open the box and embrace your destiny... you have it within you to succeed." Kaitlin remained motionless as the door clicked closed. She opened the box in front of her, remaining on her knees. Inside was a note in strong handwriting, exquisite in its beauty. "My dear Kaitlin," it read, "this is your first test. Your body has been made over to appeal physically to others; should you succeed in your tests, part of your responsibilities as my property will be to pleasure whomever I ask you to, whenever I ask you to, however I ask you to. In the next room are several people. You have 20 minutes from the moment you walk through the door to bring all of them to orgasm, proving to me that you know how to use your sexuality, that you can utilize the gifts I have given you. Prove yourself to me, my pet." Kaitlin took a deep breath. How much did she want to be with that woman? Nothing in her previous life had prepared her for this... the tryst with Andrew was probably the most daring thing she'd ever done. Now she was being challenged to.... Satisfy.... An unknown number of people. Could she do it? Physically? Mentally? Having made her decision, Kaitlin stood. Gathering up her courage, she stepped through the door to face the first of her challenges. She stepped into what appeared to be a game room of some sort. A large pool table dominated the center of the room; several poker tables were spread around as well. A jukebox stood in the corner. She immediately caught sight of a digital clock on the wall... it was counting down... 19:57... 19:56.... 19:55.... There were 7 men and 2 women in the room; 3 men and 1 woman playing pool, the other 5 around a poker table. They all took notice of her and watched as she stepped into the room. The looks the men were giving her were of barely restrained lust; one of the women looked at her the same way, the other did not. Making a snap judgement, Kaitlin figured that one of the women was bisexual, or a lesbian. The other was heterosexual; this was going to be a challenge. She strode forward confidently, walking through the crowd, brushing her hands against the men's crotches, against the one woman's breasts, finishing standing directly in front of the woman who wouldn't meet her eyes. Grabbing her by the chin, Kaitlin tilted her head up and looked at her. Without taking her eyes away, Kaitlin said "Well, boys and girls, I think we've got ourselves a situation here. As much as I'd like to, I can't give all of you the attention you deserve. But maybe with a little help I can...." Kaitlin punctuated her statement by reaching our and tearing the woman's button-down shirt open and pulling it partway off, then pulling the cups of her bra down. " Pushing her roughly, Kaitlin threw her onto her back on the pool table and straddled her there, holding her in place. The woman whimpered softly but didn't cry out as she was thrown down. Kaitlin turned and picked the 2 most wild-eyed men: "you, and you. Come over here and give this slut what she needs." The! men complied, stripping off their jeans and walking over, one taking Kaitlin's place astride the woman, the other spreading her legs wide and rubbing her exposed slit. The mystery woman watched from above, behind a one way mirror. She smiled softly at the fact that Kaitlin had so quickly solved the problem of the heterosexual woman in the room, even recognizing subconsciously that the woman was a submissive and would get aroused from being used. "This one has potential" she thought to herself, watching the scene unfolding below. Kaitlin walked back into the throng of people, zeroing in on the other woman. As she walked, Kaitlin undid zippers on the top of her leather bodysuit, freeing her breasts from its confines, and unlatching her bra. She could see several of the men lick their lips as she did so, and appropriately so; her breasts were now as perfect as technology could make them, full and round, with large erect nipples. She knew that the woman would be the hardest target; the men, even though there were many of them, should be easier. When she reached the other woman Kaitlin put her hand on the back of the woman's head and kissed her deeply. With her other hand, Kaitlin guided the woman's hands to the zippers that ran along Kaitlin's pelvic bone; the material parted, freeing access to Kaitlin's lower areas, with only the thong in the way. Kaitlin pressed the woman back against a different part of the pool table and stripped off her top and pants. With a quick look at the clock, she knelt between the woman's outstretched legs and began to lick her, quick violent licks that made the woman immediately wet. She could hear the breathing of the men around her quicken. She motioned two of them forward as she licked, and freed their cocks, stroking one with each hand. After 30 seconds of this, Kaitlin guided the woman up onto the table, swinging her around into a 69 position. Kaitlin went down on her again, her ass up in the air invitingly. One of the men took the invitation, pushing the thong aside and sliding his hard shaft immediately into Kaitlin's wet pussy as the woman nibbled Kaitlin's clit. Kaitlin continued to pump the cocks of the two other men as well, leaving 2 men watching from the sidelines. Kaitlin spared a moment to look at the first woman with her two men. Her legs were spread wide, one of the men on top of her pumping away furiously. Her head was hanging backward over the side of the table, and the other man was face fucking her rythmically, holding her head in place with his hands. Kaitlin went back to work on the woman beneath her, freeing her hands from the men's cocks to put them to work on the woman. The woman started to cum just as Kaitlin slipped the third finger inside her, proceeding to douse Kaitlin with her juices as she screamed and moaned beneath her. Her screaming triggered the man in Kaitlin's pussy, who pulled out and sprayed his seed onto her ass and onto the face of the woman beneath her. The man face fucking the other woman also came at that moment, forcing that woman to swallow his cum, then wiping his cock off in her hair. "okay, three down" Kaitlin thought to herself. A quick glance at the clock showed only 9 minutes remaining. She beckoned one of the guys in front of her to lean down so she could whisper to him. "Ever wanted to really give it to a lesbian, baby?" His eyes widened and he nodded, unable to speak. Kaitlin shifted position so that her knees would hold the woman under her in place... she then reached out and guided the man into the woman's dripping slit. The woman's eyes flew open, and she struggled; Kaitlin's weight held her in place. The struggling set the man off almost immediately, his jism spraying the woman's neatly trimmed pubic hair with splotches of white. Kaitlin scrambled off the woman and stood up. She could see that the other woman was on the verge of orgasm, as was the man pummeling her pussy. Instinctively knowing what the woman needed, Kaitlin walked over to her and slapped her once across the face, then grabbed her breasts and sqeezed as hard as she could. The woman came immediately, screaming her pleasure; the vibrations within her set off the man as well, who filled her with his semen and then stepped away. "That's both women and 3 of the seven men" Kaitlin thought frantically. "That leaves four men in... " she looked at the clock "only five minutes. I'm going to have to do this myself to make sure." Grabbing one of the men, she layed him on the ground on his back, and lowered herself onto his stiff cock. Grabbing one of the other men by the cock, she pulled him into her mouth, using her hands on the remaining two men. She fucked the man below her with wild abandon, bouncing up and down on him in a frenzy. She sucked hard, then soft, using her tongue up and down the length of his shaft, pulling him out only to talk, to excite the other men. "Oh yeah, you want to fuck me don't you... there's plenty for all of you... cum on me baby, come on, do it...". The man under her came first, followed closely by the man in her mouth. She swallowed it all hungrily, letting just a little dribble out of her lips as proof, then layed on her back on the floor. Only 2 minutes left, she thought, as she slid one man inside her pussy and positioned the other man above her lips. "Fuck me, boys... make me cum... do it now..." They took heed of her words and started pounding her, top and bottom. She clenched every muscle she had, worked every trick she know. The man between her legs came immediately; the one between her lips was taking his time. To speed him up, she started to moan, to beg him to cum for her, promising to swallow it all; she spun around without taking him from her mouth so he could see as she slid her fingers deep into her pussy and pleasured himself. That was all he needed, and he sprayed repeated salty spurts down her throat. Kaitlin looked up at the clock... 15 seconds to spare. She had surmounted the first obstacle. She layed her head down on the floor and laughed quietly, reveling in her accomplishment. Above her, looking down, the mystery woman smiled. Kaitlin was good, the woman thought to herself. But the real tests still lay ahead. Activiating a microphone she said "Kaitlin, leave the room by the far door." Obeying immediately, Kaitlin left the room, headed for her next test. To Be Continued... Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 6 Kaitlin was relieved to find that a shower awaited her as she stepped through the door. Her last encounter had left her sticky all over, and she welcomed the chance to rid herself of the reminders. Looking up, she saw a clock counting down from 30 minutes; she wasted no time and jumped into the shower. 15 minutes later she stepped out and dried off, finishing with her hair and makeup with 7 minutes to go. She looked to the side and found clothes waiting for her; she immediately slipped them on: black fishnet stockings and garter belt, electric blue thong panties over the garters and matching bra, and a very short bright blue dress that barely reached the top of her stockings, and afforded an ample view of her cleavage. As the clock wound down to nothing, a familiar voice with that beautiful accent spoke through a speaker to her. "Kaitlin, my beautiful one, you did very well in the last room. But that was child's play in comparison to what awaits you in the next. If you still wish to be mine, enter through the door in front of you. You will do whatever is asked of you, until such time as the far door opens and you are permitted to leave. I will decide when to open the door. Good luck to you." With that, the door swung open into darkness. Kaitlin raised her head defiantly and stepped through the door. As she stepped through another door opened in front of her, and she was, amazingly, in a bar filled with people. It looked like a hotel bar at lunchtime; men and women in conservative business suits. She gasped in amazement as the door behind her swung closed. Pulling her dress down unconsciously, knowing she stood out like a sore thumb, she walked to the bar and ordered a drink, not knowing what else to do. She could see people coming into the bar off of the street, but it never occurred to her to run; somehow she knew she wouldn't make it far, and the punishment would be severe in the extreme. Human nature being what it was, Kaitlin was sure she wouldn't have to wait long before someone decided to try their luck with her; when the pass came, it was a shock nonetheless. A man dressed like a businessman, about 5'4" tall and in average shape, slid onto the seat beside her and, without preamble, said "Follow me." Sliding from the seat he led Kaitlin through the throng of people to the back of the bar, and walked into the men's room. With a deep breath to calm her nerves, Kaitlin followed him inside. The bathroom was a study in marble, elegant and clean. As the door closed behind her, the man ordered her to sit on a toilet in one of the stalls. He followed her inside, locking the stall door behind them. "Close your eyes and open your mouth" he ordered. Kaitlin complied without thought, hardly believing this was happening; it was so surreal that he should have picked her from the crowd and ordered her about so. That was her last thought before his hands slipped to the back of her head, pushing it forward, forcing her mouth down onto his stiff cock, then ramming it into her mouth again and again. "Suck me, whore" he commanded, and Kaitlin closed her lips, trying to end this as quickly as possible. He continued to push her head down and thrust his hips into her face. Once or twice Kaitlin was sure she heard men come into the restroom and relieve themselves, but the man wasn't interested in even slowing down, and just kept pumping into her face. Finally he came, spraying her face with his semen, then using his softening tool to spread it around her face. He knelt next to her ear and whispered "Stay here for 5 minutes. Clean yourself up. Then go back out into the bar." So saying, he walked out of the bathroom. Kaitlin locked the stall door and cleaned herself up; after 5 minutes she walked back out to the bar and ordered another drink for herself, unsure of how to proceed. No voices greeted her, no new doors were opened, so she was pretty sure she was supposed to stay in the bar. Barely five minutes passed before the next person approached her. This time it was a woman who came up to her, and whispered "follow me" into her ear. With a sigh, Kaitlin slipped off the stool and followed the woman into the back of the bar, sliding into a small alcove with a semicircular booth and round table in it. The girl motioned Kaitlin to slide into the booth next to the man who was already there, then the girl slid in beside her. Kaitlin took a longer look at them, and realized they were both somewhere between the ages of 16 and 20, maybe 21 and just young looking. Their table was quite secluded from the rest of the bar; apparently that was why they had chosen it. Without preamble the man, or boy, whatever, reached up and squeezed Kaitlin's breasts hard enough to make her gasp; the girl reached under and grabbed Kaitlin's thong, yanking on it, pulling it down to her knees, then reached under and grabbed Kaitlin's clit, squeezing hard, while whispering "Make no sound" in her ear. Kaitlin suppressed a scream at these violations, panting heavily to help absorb the pain. With her other hand the woman reached over and unzipped the man's pants, freeing his cock to stand at attention next to Kaitlin. The man slid to the side and pulled Kaitlin's head down roughly, shoving his cock deep into her mouth, making her gag. The woman, meanwhile, pushed Kaitlin onto the floor under the table, leaving her kneeling on the floor under the table, sucking the man's cock. The girl spread her legs then, and climbed on top of the man, sliding his manhood inside her, then pressing Kaitlin's mouth forcefully to them both. Kaitlin did her best to breathe as she licked the woman's dripping slit and sucked on the man's engorged balls. The man slammed quickly in and out of his girlfriend; as she got more and more excited she twined her fingers in Kaitlin's hair, pulling it roughly, forcing her to lick and suck even faster. Finally the woman came, shuddering with her orgasm, yanking Kaitlin's hair mercilessly. She then hopped off of the man, who pulled Kaitlin back up to him, forcing his cock down her throat, shooting spray after spray of jism into her. Kaitlin took it all; the man released her, letting her fall back to her knees on the floor. As she collected herself the woman spoke to her disdainfully. "Back to the bar, bitch." Kaitlin complied, pulling up her thong and smoothing her dress as she stumbled back to her stool at the bar, confused as hell. Her confusion was alleviated several minutes later when a familiar voice spoke from the stool next to her. "Hello, Kaitlin. Anything I can do for you?" In disbelief, Kaitlin turned to look at Kelli, her former assistant. It took everything Kaitlin had in her not to leap off the stool and pummel Kelli to within an inch of her life. Instead, she just glared at Kelli, afraid to do anything more; after all, the purpose of this test was obedience. Kelli laughed arrogantly and said quietly "Or perhaps I should say... is there anything you WON'T do for me?" Kaitlin's eyes fell at that... obviously Kelli knew the whole story of what was going on here... Kaitlin knew she was in trouble again. Kelli stood up and spun Kaitlin's chair around so her back was to the bar. Kelli was 5-4, 125lbs, fairly fit, with large breasts and lots of curves, topped off with a pixie-like reddish-blonde bob. She was wearing a man's purple dress shirt unbuttoned to her breasts, tight blue jeans and purple high heels. It took a second for Kaitlin to realize it; she and Kelli now looked very much alike physically, although Kaitlin was in better shape and had a larger chest, and had almost white hair while Kelli's was a reddish blonde. Kaitlin wondered if that was coincidence, then Kelli caught her attention again. "You never knew how much I wanted to be you, did you Kaitlin? I would go home at night and dream about being in charge; eventually I began to dream of being in charge of you instead, of paying you back for all the opportunities you held back from me." Kaitlin attempted to break in, but Kelli put a finger on Kaitlin's lips, quieting her. "Then I got my chance, and I took it. I haven't looked back since. But now is the best payoff of all; you are mine, and you will do what I say." Kaitlin sighed inwardly; outwardly, she attempted to look submissive and nodded in agreement with Kelli's statement. Kelli continued "Get up on the bar and stand up." Kaitlin complied, smoothing her dress unconsciously as she stood avoiding eye contact with everyone. Many of the people in the place had noticed what was going on and were watching now to see what would happen next to the woman in blue standing on the bar. Kelli turned around and spoke in a loud voice, commanding the attention of the restaurant patrons, about 20 of them. "This woman you see on the bar will do anything I say. All you have to do is make a request of me, and see her perform. Raise your hand if you have a request." Kaitlin moaned inwardly; this was worse than she had hoped. She had thought perhaps to be ordered about by a few people, then be released from the room. Kelli, however, was apparently out for revenge in a big way. Several of the people in the bar had their hands raised. Kelli took her time, looking over the crowd, then chose one of the men in the back, walking over to him, letting him whisper his request in her ear to heighten the tension of the moment. Several of the men in the room were sharing their attention between Kaitlin and Kelli, watching as the latter swayed through the crowd in her tight jeans and heels, displaying her cleavage under the man's shirt she wore. From the back of the room Kelli yelled up to Kaitlin "Take off your dress, slut." Without missing a beat she started walking towards the next person with their hand raised. Kaitlin complied, pulling her dress off over her head and dropping it down to the bartender's waiting hands, standing tall in her bra, panties, garterbelt, stockings, and heels. Barely had she completed removing the dress when Kelli yelled up the next command. "Close your eyes and do not move, no matter what" she called up, grinning in satisfaction as Kaitlin complied. Kelli was reveling in the moment, in her power over Kaitlin; her nipples pushed against the material confining them, betraying the excitement and pleasure she got from controlling Kaitlin. Kelli watched as the man next to her climbed up onto the bar and knelt in front of Kaitlin. To the cheers of the crowd he reached up and removed Kaitlin's thong panties with his teeth, raising her feet with his hands to make her step out of them, rejoining the crowd still holding them in his mouth. Kaitlin blushed from toe to head, eyes closed, knowing that everyone was staring at her shaved snatch, waiting for the next humiliation. She didn't have to wait long. Kelli yelled out her own request. "Let's see you play with your clit, whore, while we get the next request." Kaitlin slid one hand to her crotch and began slowly rubbing her clit, to the now-labored breathing of the members of the crowd. As Kelli whispered to the next person, one man in the crowd yelled out "show us your tits!" Kaitlin complied immediately, removing her bra and dropping it behind the bar, then returning to her involuntary masturbation. Kelli frowned, but let it pass. She yelled out the next man's idea with a gleam in her eye. "Get off the bar and up against the wall, palms first, feet spread wide. Everyone else, form a line." Everyone complied, Kaitlin standing at arm's length from the wall, palms flat, feet spread far apart. Kelli came up behind her and removed her stockings and garter belt, leaving her nude. Kaitlin knew what was coming even before the first person stepped up behind her and let his hands roam her body, first frisking her like a policeman would, then grabbing and squeezing her ass and breasts. Each person in line was given 15 seconds with her, just long enough for a fast, often painful grope. Even the women in the room were involved, sometimes groping, sometimes just slapping her painfully. Finally, the line ended, and Kaitlin stood again, waiting, wishing for the door to let her out of this room to suddenly appear, to have fulfilled her purpose here, to get her away from Kelli. Her wishes were to no avail. She was lifted and placed on the bar again, lying on her back, legs spread wide and bent at the knees, hands over her head. "Restraints?" she heard Kelli comment "This man would like to see the slut here tied up. Anyone else?" The crowd cheered their approval. Kelli picked several members of the audience and brought them forward, ordering Kaitlin to open her eyes and watch what was happening. Kaitlin watched as the first man came forward and placed leather straps with rings around each of her ankles, attaching them to one another with a hook. She watched as a woman dressed in a business suit came up and climbed on top of her, straddling her, then leaned over and snapped handcuffs onto her wrists. Then two more men, young looking, came up with rope and tied her handcuffs and ankle cuffs down to the brass rail that ran along the top of the bar, pulling them tight and stretching her out to where she was virtually unable to move. Kelli hopped up onto the bar, sitting next to Kaitlin and taking a look at her bonds. "mmm... not bad work, folks. Okay, who has a request?" Kelli frowned as the audience started yelling things out. "One at a time, please." She picked out a young man who came up and whispered in her ear. "Oh, yes, very nice." Kelli replied and moved away, leaving the man room to clamber up over the bar and drop down on the other side. Kaitlin's head followed as he stood up behind the bar and uncapped a 3/4 empty bottle of whisky, upturning it quickly over Kaitlin's mouth and forcing the opening into her mouth with the words "Swallow it all, whore." Kaitlin swallowed what she could, eventually needing to breathe and spitting out the bottle, coughing and writhing against her restraints as she struggled to catch her breath, the crowd at the bar laughing at her the whole time. The man behind the bar hadn't finished though. "Form a line!" he yelled to the rest of the crowd, who complied. He then asked the first person "What'll you have?" The man at the front of the line responded "Scotch, straight up." The new "bartender" took a bottle of scotch and poured a liberal amount onto Kaitlin's chest; the man leaned down and licked it from her breasts, biting her nipples as he did so, one hand creeping down to roughly flick her clit, to the delight of Kelli and the rest of the crowd. The next person in line was a woman, who requested a white russian. The bartender coated Kaitlin's face with vodka and cream, the woman taking only a small lick from one of her ears, leaving the rest on Kaitlin's upturned face, pinching Kaitlin's nipples painfully as she walked away. The orders continued, Kaitlin having alcohol poured all over her body, the patrons of the bar licking, sucking, biting, fondling, and pinching all over her body. Finally the line had finished, and everyone in the bar looked at Kelli expectantly, wondering what degradation she had in mind for Kaitlin now. Several of the men were discreetly rubbing their cocks through their pants; a couple of women were doing the same for their partners'. Kelli judged that the crowd was ready for the final effort, and turned to the bar, hopping up and kneeling over Kaitlin, straddling her, her face inches from Kaitlin's. Kelli whispered so that only Kaitlin could hear. "Now is where I finally get what I deserve, you power hungry bitch" Kelli said vehemently. My final command to you is this: you will bring every person in this room who wants it to orgasm, however they want you to do it. And you will like it. You will be the biggest slut any of them has ever seen; you will beg them to fuck you, beg them to use you, beg them to let you SERVE them. I will cut off your restraints now, and you will go to work. If you fail to serve anyone who wants it, you will fail in your testing. I hope you do, because then, hopefully, I will be allowed to torture you more." So saying, Kelli hopped from the bar and removed Kaitlin's restraints. Kaitlin waited a few seconds, lying on the bar, gathering her courage. Then, reaching down, she grabbed the "gun" that the bartender uses for mixers, and used it to rinse herself off, spraying soda water all over herself as she lay on the bar, sure to miss no part of her body, knowing the effect it would have on the people watching; she was right, every eye in the bar was riveted on her. After rinsing herself, she sat up on the bar, letting her legs hang over the side, then slid down to the floor. Putting a seductive look on her face, she walked the room, letting her hand slide across a crotch here, across a chest there, grabbing a handful of ass somewhere else, raising the level of arousal in the room palpably. Finally, she stood in the center of the room and asked "Who wants some of this?" One man took the initiative and stepped forward immediately. "How may I serve you, Master?" Kaitlin asked, looking into his eyes. "Suck my cock, and swallow my cum" the man replied. Kaitlin dropped to her knees before him immediately, unzipping his pants and taking him into her mouth, pumping him with her hand as she sucked on the head. He came in seconds, Kaitlin gulping his seed greedily as he shot it into her throat. She stood up and asked "Who's next?" As she took on each of the people in the bar she was used in every way imaginable, one cock blurring into the next as she sucked it or fucked it with her pussy, ass, and tits. She was a toy for the women as well, who were often happy just to cause her pain while she fucked their men, pulling at her hair or pinching her nipples or slapping her. Finally, she had finished with all of the bar's patrons, and knelt on the floor, her hair in her face, waiting for the exit to be offered to her. "You're not done yet" said Kelli from across the room. Kaitlin stood up and saw Kelli standing alone in the corner of the room. "Come here" she ordered Kaitlin. Kaitlin complied, walking over to stand eye to eye to Kelli. "Take off my clothes, slut" Kelli commanded, kicking off her heels. Kaitlin unbuttoned her shirt, freeing her braless chest to the room, then slid her tight jeans down her legs, taking them off at her feet. Kelli grabbed Kaitlin by the hair as she reached for Kelli's panties; "with your teeth" Kelli ordered. Kaitlin knelt, tugging at the panties with her teeth, noticing how damp they were, finally pulling them from Kelli's body. Naked now, Kelli picked 2 women from the crowd, the two who had most taken pleasure in causing Kaitlin pain. She handed each of them a large strap-on dildo, at least 8" long, and whispered in their ears. They smiled at Kelli, who returned the look. Then Kelli came back to Kaitlin, and ordered her to lie on her back on a table. "Now you will serve me, slut. This test ends when you have made me cum." Without another word she climbed onto the table and lowered her dripping slit to Kaitlin's mouth, facing towards Kaitlin's feet. Kaitlin started to lick and suck, trying to get it over with as quickly as possible. She felt Kelli's hands at her pussy, slapping it gently at first, then harder, then pinching at her clit. Kaitlin moaned with the pain, which seemed to turn Kelli on even more, her juices spilling out over Kaitlin's face. Kaitlin slid 2 fingers inside Kelli then, causing her to gasp; she continued to lick while ramming those fingers in and out of Kelli rapidly. Then it was Kaitlin's turn to gasp as, without any warning, a hard plastic dildo was slid deep into her ass. Kaitlin's eyes shed tears from the pain as she continued to lick and finger-fuck Kelli, moaning as the hard shaft was slid in and out of her, wishing for it to end. After what seemed an eternity, there was a pause, and then another shaft slid into her ass, replacing the first, presumably the second woman, and began thrusting. Kaitlin screamed as she was filled again, which set Kelli off; Kaitlin felt Kelli's juices flowing out of her as she shook, grinding her pussy into Kaitlin's face. Finally, the abuse stopped. Kelli climbed down, and Kaitlin was allowed to get up. Without a word, looking angry, Kelli pushed Kaitlin to the back of the room and through an unmarked door. Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 6 Kaitlin fell to her knees as the door closed behind her, weeping openly. Then the voice she loved, the voice of her potential mistress came to her from only a few feet away, though she could not be seen in the darkened room. "You have passed the second test, my pet. Only one remains, the test of endurance. You will spend the night in this room; 12 hours from now the final test will commence." Kaitlin, unable to move, exhausted, fell to the floor and slept, her mind a dreamless void. The mystery woman looked up then, making eye contact with a small camera in the corner of the room, nodding to it; she then left the room to begin the final preparations for Kaitlin's testing. To Be Continued... Kaitlin's Tale Ch. 7 Kaitlin awoke refreshed, and more than a little sore. She took a long hot shower, and dressed in the clothes provided for her. Whoever bought this outfit must be very very odd, thought Kaitlin, as she put it on; it was simply an array of straps, some large, some small, that encased her, barely covering her most private areas. Large metal rings were set at the wrists, ankles, and at her belly button and lower back. The whole outfit was done in shiny black leather that chilled her skin as she put it on. As the ever present clock in the corner of the room ticked down to zero, Kaitlin walked through the door and into her final test. She groaned out loud when she saw what awaited her. Standing in a large room that looked like a high-tech workshop were Andrew and Kelli, both of them grinning evilly at Kaitlin. Also present in the room was a radiant woman, wearing heels, leather pants, and a leather jacket. She was 5-3, probably 125lbs, and looked to be in amazing shape. Her long blonde hair cascaded to the small of her back, tied in a ponytail at the top of her head. "Hello, Kaitlin, my pet, you have done well" the mystery lady commented, and Kaitlin recognized her voice from the previous tests. "This is your final test. It is of endurance. I have given Andrew and Kelli a time limit within which one of two things will happen. The first possibility is that they will break you, in which case you are of no use to me, and I will release you into their hands." Kaitlin blanched at the thought, and shook her head unconsciously, gritting her teeth. Kaitlin's mistress continued "The other possibility is that you will endure their punishments, and you will pass this, your final test. A new world awaits you if you can make it, Kaitlin." She finished by walking up to Kaitlin and kissing her softly on the lips, then striding from the room. As the door closed, her voice came back over an amplifier. "The time begins... now." As Andrew and Kelli came at her, Kaitlin submerged the desire to run and to fight. She knew that submission was key, that it was her role to endure whatever Andrew and Kelli had to offer her. Andrew picked her up and threw her across his shoulder, carrying her across the room to what appeared to be a person-sized cube made of lengths of pipe. Kaitlin's wonderment turned to fear as ropes were attached to each of the rings on her clothing, and she was raised into the air, spreadeagled, arms and legs bound with lengths of rope to the corners of the cube. And then the test began in earnest, as Kelli and Andrew came at her with everything they had. Whips, canes, and bare flesh combined to bring pain to Kaitlin, who quietly took it all, her mind on the prize awaiting her at the end. Her mind slipped away, as it had been taught to do by all of the preceding tests, and she felt nothing. What seemed like moments later, Kaitlin realized she was alone in the room, still suspended in her cage. She heard quiet footsteps, heels clicking as a door opened and someone walked across the room to her. She found that she was without the strength to raise her head... she noticed that sweat was in her eyes, and dripping down her face. She felt the cool touch of a leather-clad hand caress her bare legs, and realized she was naked. "Kaitlin, my pet, my darling, you have done it. 2 hours, and they could not break you." Kaitlin felt herself being lowered into the woman's arms, and felt nothing more as exhaustion washed over her and she faded into blissful unconsciousness. Time passed. Kaitlin was brought into Cynthia's household, and made a servant. A year passed in this way, Kaitlin attending to all of Cynthia's needs without complaint, a perfect submissive. Then, in the summer of the following year, Cynthia began to teach Kaitlin new things, and Kaitlin discovered she had a talent for domination. Soon Kaitlin was in charge of all of the people that used to be her fellow submissives, a virtual partner to Cynthia. Kaitlin learned that Cynthia was a professional dominatrix, that people came and paid her for her services. Kaitlin was added to the list, and soon had a strong client base developed. As she reached her third anniversary with Cynthia, Kaitlin had forgotten her former life, and embraced the new life that she had been given. Cynthia had not forgotten, however. On the anniversary of the day of her final test, Kaitlin awoke to find a sheet of directions on the pillow beside her. After dressing in her preferred non-work fashion, a long skirt, blouse, and sweater, Kaitlin wandered down and chose a driver from among the submissives that lived with them, and slid into the back seat of the green Jaguar that awaited her. An hour later and Kaitlin was at a place she'd never seen before. It was in the warehouse district, and appeared to be a big abandoned building. As she walked in the door, she was assaulted with memories... this was the room that she had been tested in! Kaitlin wondered what was going on, then a spotlight fell on a dimly perceived shadow in the corner of the room. Cynthia walked forward, encased, as always, in a sheath of leather. "Kaitlin, my pet, happy anniversary. I have brought you a gift. Would you like to see it?" Confused, Kaitlin nodded, and two more spotlights flicked on, illuminating two pipe cages like the one she had been tested in. Hanging from the first was Andrew. Kelli struggled in the second cage, screaming against the gag in her mouth. Andrew was silent, and looked fearful. A surprise grin tugged at the corner of Kelli's mouth as she looked at Cynthia for enlightenment. "I bought them, Kaitlin, the same way I bought you. But you I bought because I wanted a partner, someone to care for, to share things with. Them I bought for revenge. For you. For a gift. They will be added to our household once you've finished with them." Cynthia handed Kaitlin a case, and walked from the room. Kaitlin opened the case and found her "tools"... several small knives, a whip, some shackles, some rope, and her dominatrix clothes. Kaitlin closed the case and walked slowly to Andrew and Kelli, and stood between them. "Fear me" she told them, using one of the knives to cut their clothing off, leaving them naked and hanging only from the straps that bound them to the cube. "I will be back in two hours to help you make the transition into a proper submissive, just as you helped me. Only I'm better at it." Kaitlin left them and walked upstairs to change, already planning what it would take to break them, and make them useful parts of the household. A full grin split her face as she laughed with happiness... her life had come full circle, and she now felt as if she was complete... for the first time.