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Karen's Slavery Ch. 01

By: etb70



Authors note: This is a multi-part story, already written, so I will be submitting a new chapter every three or four days. All comments are welcome. In real-life I am not involved in the BDSM scene so suggestions from those more experienced are welcome. All comments are welcome - be nice if you can, but if not, I have a thick skin and promise not to get offended.

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Karen's Slavery 

Chapter 1, Karen's Enslavement

By ETB70

"The defendant will rise," the Judge ordered, as the jury filed back into the courtroom.

Heart racing, Karen stood up nervously with her attorney. He gave her hand a brief squeeze as the Judge continued. Despite the squeeze, her attorney did not look very confident. "Madam Foreman, has the jury reached its verdict?"

"We have, Your Honor. We find the defendant guilty on both counts of Murder in the First Degree, one count of Assault on a Peace Officer and one count of resisting arrest."

Karen sank back down into her seat, her long auburn hair falling over her face as she put her head down and began to cry. Despite warnings from her attorney, she had still hoped that somehow she would be acquitted. Yes, she had slashed her best friend's throat and stabbed her husband to death with her friend's blood still soaking him and the bed where she had found them when she came home early. Yes, she had attacked the police that the neighbors had called when they heard the screaming. She still hoped the jury would find her not guilty by reason of temporary insanity. Even being committed to a mental institution would have been better than what now faced her.

"The defendant will stand!" the Judge ordered sharply. Helped by her attorney, Karen managed to regain her feet on her shaky legs. "So say you all?" the Judge asked. At nods and "ayes" from the other jurors, he continued. "This court finds the defendant guilty on all counts. Accordingly, the defendant is sentenced to Category-3 slavery for life. She will be taken from this place to the county jail. One week from today, at 10:00 in the morning, she will be taken to the courthouse square, stripped, flogged as provided by law and leased to the highest bidder. Bailiff will ensure that proper notices are posted and potential bidders registered and qualified. This court is adjourned."

Karen was sobbing and her mind was blank with denial as the two deputies grabbed her upper arms and marched her out of the courtroom. Two months ago she had been an up-and-coming junior executive; this couldn't be happening to her.

Slavery had been introduced as punishment back in 2020 after the rising costs of prison became too much to bear. Decades of overspending had also come home to roost and there had been significant budget cuts in all areas, even Defense, Medicare and Social Security. Finding ways to cut government costs were finally getting some attention. Political prisoners, of which there were now quite a few, might be too dangerous to allow free, but ordinary felons could theoretically be sentenced to years of slavery or for life, although in practice, it was almost always for life.

Category-3 was the worse category she could have gotten. Category-1 slaves were essentially just unpaid workers. Their jobs had to be safe and they were mostly treated almost like other workers, just worked harder with longer hours but not paid. Of course, even Category-1 slaves could legally be raped once a day by their owners. Category-2 slaves were allowed to be worked even harder and in dangerous conditions but again, there were some limits. They were mostly used in things like mining, cleaning out sewer tunnels or brothels, but if one died, there would be at least some official investigation. Category-3 had none of these safety valves. The owner could not deliberately kill them or cause permanent serious damage, but if something did happen, the worse the owner could get was a fine equal to the price paid for the slave, since technically all slaves were still state property and the owner would have to compensate the state for their loss.

Karen was a very attractive twenty-three year old female. There was little doubt that she would be sold as a sex slave, and as a Category-3 slave with very little limit to what could be done to her, probably even to someone deep into BDSM or worse yet, a BDSM-themed brothel.

A still-crying Karen was marched through the underground tunnel connecting the courthouse to the jail. The deputies buzzed her through the first locked door and stopped in the anteroom before the cell blocks. This was a holding jail, not a prison, and while there were two sections, one for women and one for men, they shared a single locked access point. "Strip," one deputy ordered.

"Fuck you, I'll wait for a female guard," Karen replied, gaining control of herself for a moment. The deputy backhanded her.

"You don't get it, you murdering bitch. Citizens get that sort of treatment, not you. You were just convicted; now you're just a slave not a citizen. Now strip, damn you." He punctuated the order by unholstering his Taser. Having experienced the Taser once when she was arrested, a crying Karen quickly began stripping. Once completely naked, a blushing Karen was body-cavity searched front and back and then led, still naked, down a corridor past the male prison cells and their catcalls to her lonely cell in the women's section.

One week later, standing on the courthouse steps, her hands cuffed in heavy leather manacles in front of her, Karen shivered, dressed in nothing but a thin cotton shift. Nervously she watched a new male slave be stripped and flogged. There were just the two of them today. As a Category-2, he only got twenty lashes. Still, by the end, he was screaming as the last five strokes were aimed directly at his spread-out crotch. As a Category Three, Karen knew she would get thirty lashes and shuddered. The slave was released, collared and led away to the auction block.

As soon as his sale was completed and the winning bid accepted, it was Karen's turn. The deputies shoved her forward to the front of the steps.

As usual, there was a large crowd behind the roped off area reserved for the bidders. Standing right in front, Karen saw several men she had turned down for dates at one time or another before her marriage, talking to one of the girls she used to bully and torment in high school. They all looked excited and eager to watch her humiliation and punishment. Karen's sentence was read out and the two deputies grabbed the top of her thin cotton shift and tore it off of her. Until that moment, deep down, Karen still expected that somehow, she would be rescued, maybe a last-minute appeal, a mistrial or something. Things like this happened to other people; this couldn't be happening to her. Now Karen stood completely naked, blushing and humiliated as the crowd watched eagerly.

"Slave will face the courthouse, spread her legs, bend over, grasp her ankles and hold position," the Bailiff ordered. Trembling and blushing furiously as she turned her back to the crowd, Karen complied, even though she knew the position would expose her ass and cunt to the watching crowd. The Bailiff took his time, drawing out her embarrassment, but finally something hard was pressed against her right ass-cheek followed by a "crack" and a furious sting where the air gun had injected the slave registration and tracking device in the fleshy part of her ass. She also had the newly-applied tattoo of her slave number on her neck. "You can stand now," the Bailiff said. The process complete, at his invitation, interested bidders came up to inspect and handle the slave they would be bidding on.

Blushing continuously, Karen was forced to stand and endure their very hands-on inspections. Finally the bidders were satisfied and Karen was led to the flogging station. It was a tall steel pole with a long arm. The slave's hands were raised by a rope attached to the end of this long arm, allowing lashes to all sides of the body. Leather cuffs were attached to her ankles and then she was hoisted into the air. Once her feet left the ground, the deputies attached the lines on her ankle cuffs to eyebolts with jam-cleats in the concrete, spreading her legs so wide that she groaned with the strain. Anchored tightly at three points, Karen could barely move. She was too scared to be embarrassed anymore, but realized that the position again spread her cunt and ass wide open for everyone in the crowd to see. Shuddering, she remembered the time she and some girlfriends had come down to watch as a girl they hated in high school was enslaved and flogged. They had stood in front, watching and making loud catty remarks as the event unfolded. She never dreamed that she would ever find herself in the same situation. Now she could hear similar remarks coming from those at the front of the crowd. Again, Karen began to sob in a combination of fright and humiliation.

Karen screamed as the first lash landed on her tight little ass, which was still sore from the injection she had just received. The flogging lash was really just a thick leather strap. The State had no interest in seriously damaging the merchandise they would soon be auctioning off. Still, it was swung with full force; even if it didn't break the skin, it still hurt terribly. Karen could already feel a welt rising on her ass as the next lash fell.

As soon as the flogger decided her back, ass and legs were sufficiently whipped, he moved to her front. Karen had been gritting her teeth and trying not to scream with each stroke, realizing that worse was coming. The first lash across her breasts and nipples caused her to begin screaming again, tugging on her bonds, trying desperately to escape the cruel lash.

"Yeah," someone in the crowd called out, "That got her attention. Give her some more like that and then do her cunt."

"Cunt, cunt, cunt," the crowd began chanting.

After a few more strokes on her tits, the flogger moved on to her tummy and the front of her thighs, saving the best for last. Finally, he gave the crowd what they had been demanding; just like with the male prisoner, his last strokes were to her spread-out crotch, only in her case there were ten strokes remaining. The crowd went wild with cheering as he did the first five from the front using an underhand stroke, Karen screaming shrilly with each lash as the strap struck her cunt brutally and curled up to impact on her sensitive, spread-open asshole. Finally he moved behind her and gave the last five strokes from the back, this time the tip of the strap curling up to impact directly on her clit. Karen screamed until she was hoarse.

Lost in pain, a crying Karen barely noticed when she was taken down, her hands re-manacled tightly behind her and marched to the auction block. The auction took awhile with the final two men bidding aggressively against each other, but eventually the auctioneer said, "Sold", and a tall man, maybe in his mid-thirties, approached. "According to our files, you are a registered BDSM practitioner, is that correct?" the man was asked.

"Yes, it is."

"That is an acceptable use for this slave, and your financial arrangements appear to be sufficient for the bid. Sign here and the slave is now yours," the Bailiff said, fastening the heavy leather slave collar tightly around Karen's neck and handing the leash to the man. Karen cringed as the Bailiff asked, "Do you want to take her for the first time here? It is allowed and I think the crowd would love it." 

"I think not; I just don't have all the right equipment here to allow me my deepest pleasures."

"As you wish," the Bailiff answered, clearly disappointed. "She's all yours now. The State wishes you pleasure in your new slave." The man handed the Bailiff a full one-ounce gold coin, now worth over twenty thousand dollars. Of course, paper currency was now gold-backed as well after the run on the fiat dollars in 2018; still, for ceremonial occasions, gold coins were customary as gratuities. "Thank you, sir," the Bailiff said in gratitude.

"Just remember, I would still be interested in a really nice classic red-head or black if you get one in."

Still naked and with her hands still cuffed behind her, Karen was led away by the leash to a waiting custom Rolls Royce limousine. A uniformed driver was waiting at the open car door. Karen was not surprised; it was expected that her purchaser would be rich: her final auction price had been almost $250,000. For the State it was a great deal, not only did they get the money but they also didn't need to pay to house and feed her for the rest of her life. For Karen, it likely meant a life of pain and humiliation. The man entered the limousine, tugging Karen in by her leash.

As she stumbled awkwardly into the limousine, Karen attempted to raise up and sit in the seat opposite the man, but the tension on the leash prevented this. Bent over on her knees and unsure what to do, she heard the man order, "Kneel". Struggling, she did so trembling, kneeling at his feet, facing his crotch.

"Home, Sir?" inquired the driver, who had closed the door and returned to the driver's seat.

"Yes Jack, please." The car began moving.

The man looked at Karen thoughtfully, and then unzipped his trousers and took out his flaccid cock.

Karen was shocked. When she had been single, she was used to men buying her fancy dinners and maybe presents before expecting sex. Even her husband got nothing, especially not a blowjob, if he hadn't been especially nice to her, or maybe even bought her some nice jewelry. "You have to be kidding, right? Here, right now, in the car? No fucking way," she said angrily.

The man used his end of the leash to lash her stingingly across the face. "You just made three separate errors for which you will be punished when we get home. First, you will always address me as 'Master'. Second, slaves do not speak to me unless asked a question or given permission to speak. Finally, you will never, ever question my orders. If I order the driver to drive to Times Square, take you out still naked, bend you over the hood of the car and want to fuck your ass while a crowd watches, you will comply. Understood?" He punctuated the last word with another lash.

Eyes watering, Karen gulped. Despite everything, she was only now beginning to really comprehend her changed circumstances. "Yes, Master," she replied finally in a choking voice. Reluctantly, knowing finally that she had no choice, she leaned forward and took his cock in her mouth.

The cock was large, but not huge, maybe eight inches long. Still, she struggled and gagged as he used his hands in her hair to shove more and more of the now-hard cock into her mouth and after awhile, down her throat. Karen had never had someone literally fuck her mouth, and the tears running down her cheeks were partially from choking, partially from humiliation, and finally also from self-pity at her new status. The trip took well over an hour. He stopped her several times to avoid cumming too soon but as they were apparently nearing his home, he was finally ready.

"You will swallow it all. If you lose any at all, that will earn you a fourth punishment," he advised in a tight voice. Moments later he erupted in her mouth. Desperately, Karen began swallowing, more tears flowing now. She hated the taste of cum and had never let anyone, even her husband, cum in her mouth. The thought that she now had no choice, probably for the rest of her life, increased her self-pity. Finally he stopped cumming, and with a last convulsive swallow, Karen finished swallowing his cum.

"There's a little bit at the corners of your mouth. Lick it up, and then lick my cock clean." Miserably, Karen complied. "That was far from the best blow-job I have ever had, but at least you did swallow it all. I guess I will just have to hope your cunt and ass are better," he said, zipping up the front of his trousers. At the mention of her ass, Karen's misery increased. She had assumed she would be fucked, but anal sex was something else she had never allowed. The thought that her ass would now be violated, whether she wanted it or not, was something else horrible to consider.

The car eventually stopped after going through a metal gate in a tall stone wall. The driver came around and opened the door. "Out," the Master ordered. Awkwardly Karen stumbled out. A small group of people were now gathering, including the Master, the driver, several grounds keepers and a housekeeper and butler who had just come out from the large, imposing house. Karen once again blushed at her public nudity. As the Master got out, a tall, slender, very beautiful brunette, probably about the same age as the Master, also walked out of the double front doors of the house.

"Wonderful, honey," she gushed. "I was so afraid that you wouldn't be able to win the auction, and I was so tired of having no one new to play with. How much did you get her for?"

The Master hugged the women and kissed her, before turning to Karen. "This is my wife, Christine. You will always address her as 'Mistress'. Is that understood?" 

Quickly, Karen said "Yes, Master".

"I had to bid $245,000 to get her. I know, we agreed on a maximum bid of $225,000 but I just wanted to beat the last guy bidding against me. Besides, after I saw her in person, I thought she was worth the extra money."

The woman nodded, "I'm glad you did." She approached and looked at Karen appraisingly. She reached out and fondled Karen's sore breasts, then dipped her hand down and stuck a finger in her cunt. Karen tried to jerk back, but the man had anticipated this and held tightly to the leash. The Mistress slapped her across her left breast.

"You will never pull away from me, ever. Is that understood?" the woman asked, slapping her breast again, and then twisting her sore nipple.

Miserable and in pain, Karen nodded and choked out "Yes, Mistress."

Releasing her nipple and turning to the Master, the Mistress asked "Well, what have you done with her so far." 

"Just a blow-job in the car; the Bailiff offered to let me take her right on the auction block, but I wasn't really in the mood for public sex. I think he was disappointed."

"So, how was the blow-job?"

"It was OK, but not great."

"Well, I just hope she can eat pussy better."

Karen started at that, realizing that there would be one more thing she would be forced to do that she had always swore to herself she would never do.

The Mistress noted her reaction and smiled. This was going to be so much fun. "Well, that's enough standing around. Let's take her downstairs and show her the slave quarters and the playroom."

She turned and began walking toward the house. The Master followed, tugging on Karen's leash.

Karen's Slavery Ch. 02



Authors note: This is part two of a six-part story, already written, so I will be submitting a new chapter every three or four days. All comments are welcome. In real-life I am not involved in the BDSM scene so suggestions from those more experienced are welcome. All comments are welcome - be nice if you can, but if not, I have a thick skin and promise not to get offended.

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Karen's Slavery

Chapter 2 - Karen's New Home

By ETB70

Nervously, Karen followed the Mistress and the Master toward the front door, blushing as she made her way through the still-assembled crowd. As she began mounting the steps, someone whistled and called out "Man, that is some tight little ass!"

Karen attempted to turn angrily, but the Master pulled the leash tight, preventing this. The Mistress, already at the top of the steps, wiggled her butt, turned smiling and said, "Why, thank you. What a nice compliment for someone my age. Anyway, back to work now. The show is over; well, at least for now." She continued on into the house, the Master and Karen following as the driver and grounds keepers laughed and returned to their work.

Karen was led through the house and eventually to a solid door. It clearly had a deadbolt lock, but was unlocked at the moment. The door opened onto a set of stairs leading down to the basement. At the bottom was another doorway. This one also had a lock, but like the one at the top, was currently unlocked. The door opened into an expensively-furnished living room. Karen heard a flurry of motion, and turned to see two women, naked except for body jewelry. One was pale blond and one was an oriental-looking girl. Both women quickly knelt, placing their hands behind them and bowing their heads to look at the floor.

"These are your fellow slaves. The blond is Chloe and the black-haired one is Mai. Chloe and Mai, this is Karen, your new roommate. You may both rise," The Mistress said as she continued on into the room. The two women quickly stood, looking at Karen curiously. Karen noticed now that Chloe was also wearing a gold collar, while Mai's was silver. "This is the common living area. As you can see, it has a couch, love seat and chairs as well as a big screen Tri-V. The kitchenette, dining area, pantry and refrigerator are kept stocked and you can make any reasonable request for items you want. At the back and on the right are four private suites, each with a bedroom and bath. You can choose whichever of the two open ones you want. I believe Chloe and Mai are already in the two in back, which look out over a sunken courtyard. The door in the center of the back wall leads out to the small enclosed courtyard you can use to get some sun on nice days."

"The door over here," she said moving to a door in the left wall, "leads to the exercise gym. Our trainer will set up a routine for you and you will use it at least two hours per day. And we will know if you don't; note the cameras," she said, pointing to lens in the walls and ceilings. "We have 100 percent coverage, and you are always being monitored. Yes, even when you're using the toilet or taking a shower. We also do not allow any physical confrontation between the slaves. If one happens, both slaves will be punished, with the instigator getting the stocks for as long as we think the offence merits. The stocks are at the back of the house. If you go into the stocks, the entire staff is free to use you whenever and however they want. We have ten men and ten women on staff. Also, you might want to remember that four of the women are bi-sexual and like to use strap-ons, big ones. Typically it's two to three days after you come out before you can walk properly again." 

Karen shuddered. The Mistress opened the door, and Karen obediently followed the Master over and looked in. It was a typical, but well-equipped gym, with both machines and free weights. "The door on the far wall leads to the playroom. We'll show you that later." She closed the door and moved to one of the open bedroom suites. The bedroom was quite large, with a king-size bed, a desk with a computer screen, a small refrigerator and its own, smaller Tri-V. "This is the bathroom," she continued as she moved to a door in the left wall. "You will note the large enema apparatus. You will be expected to give yourself a thorough enema with soapy water after each bowel movement. Do a good job; frequently someone's cock will be going straight from your ass to your mouth." Karen shuddered again; this was yet one more thing she had never even thought about ever doing.

At this point, the Master turned her around, and using the key the bailiff had given him, unlocked her cuffs, as well as the slave collar. The Mistress held out a silver collar, like the one Mai was wearing. "The Gold collar indicates that Chloe in senior down her, so act accordingly. She resolves any disputes. If she absolutely can't, she refers them to us and you all get punished." The Master took the collar, snapped it around Karen's neck and pressed his finger into a small indent. There was a slight humming as the cold metal of the collar tightened and locked into place. "Only the Mistress or I can remove the collar now, so I suggest you get used to it. Any attempt to remove it will be excruciatingly painful and if you still persist, fatal. I also suggest you get acquainted with your roommates. We'll be back in awhile. Once we are gone, you are allowed to speak. Any questions?"

"Will I be given any clothes, Master?"

"What would you need clothes for? Well, I suppose you will for costume play; maybe get you a harem costume," he mused, laughing. The Mistress and Master left the room and ascended the stairs, locking the door behind them. Karen sank down on the bed and cried.

After a few minutes, the other two slaves entered the bedroom and sat down on either side of Karen. "It's OK, it tough for everyone at first. Well, here it can be tough at any time, but usually it's not so bad," Mai said. "Chloe has been here the longest and she says that eventually she even began to enjoy some of the games we're forced to play. I haven't gotten to that point, but I have to admit that I usually cum at least once per session."

Karen noticed that while Mai spoke good English, she had a distinct Chinese accent. As her sobs subsided, she asked Mai how she came here. 

"I killed a high party official's son in Beijing. He was trying to rape my sister, but that didn't matter to the court. I was enslaved over there, but sold on the US market, where I would bring more money. I'm probably lucky to be alive. Bad as this is, it would have been a lot worse over there."

"My boyfriend and I tried to rob a liquor store. The owner shot him, and since I was involved in the attempted robbery, technically I was guilty of murder in his death. It sucks; the whole thing was his idea," volunteered Chloe.

They were interrupted at that point by the stairway door opening. "Come on," Chloe said, "That will be lunch. At least the food here is good." The three girls stood up and moved into the common area.

A maid was setting out their lunch on the small, four-person dining table. Karen noticed that she wore a thick leather collar with buckles on the side. She finished, and to Karen's astonishment, asked Chloe "Do you need anything else?

Chloe looked at the food and said, "No thank you, Maria. This will be fine."

"Very well," Maria said and left, shutting the door behind her.

Karen took a place, realizing that she was starving. She had been served breakfast in jail this morning before her ordeal started, but had been too nervous to eat much. As Chloe promised, the food was good. There was a tossed salad, beef stroganoff with asparagus on the side and chocolate mousse for dessert.

Chloe had gotten bottles of sparkling water from the large refrigerator. "The food is good and there is plenty of it. We burn a lot of calories exercising and of course in our sessions and all the other sex we do. We are also allowed alcohol, but only two drinks per evening and only after we are given permission, usually whenever the Master or Mistress decides the sessions are over for the day."

Hearing her speak about the sessions, Karen asked nervously, "What are the sessions like?"

"There is no way of knowing. They are both very inventive and so all we can do is wait and see each day. Sometimes they are bad, sometimes they are almost fun. Depending on their schedules, it might be just the Master, just the Mistress or sometimes both of them. Of course, sometimes they bring someone else with them. They also host parties about once a month. Those are the worst since you may have a bunch of people tormenting and fucking you, maybe several at once. At least we get paid a thousand dollars each for those, and have a two day recovery period after each one. We can use the money to buy things whenever we accompany the Master or Mistress on a business trip."

After they finished lunch, Chloe pressed a button on the kitchenette wall and after a few minutes, the same maid came down and collected the dishes. When she was gone, Chloe hesitated a minute and then spoke. "I hate to be blunt, but have you had a bowel movement today?"

After all she had been through; Karen had thought she might be beyond embarrassment. She wasn't and blushed hotly. "No, I was too nervous before... before my enslavement and, and...so, no."

"I hate to say it then, but I think you had better have your first enema. The Master will definitely take your ass today, and if you're not clean, not only will you have to lick his cock clean, but you'll get punished as well."

"I've never had one. How do I do it" Karen asked, blushing again.

Chloe sighed. "Come on, I'll show you how."

A couple of hours later, the door from the gym opened and both the Master and the Mistress walked in. The girls all dropped to their knees, shoulders back, hands on their ankles and heads down. "Playtime girls," he stated. They moved back toward the door and reluctantly the three slaves followed. They passed through the exercise room and into what could only be described as a very large, well-equipped dungeon. There were all manner of apparatuses, including a large X-frame, a whipping post, chains and ropes dangling from hooks in the ceiling, a medical exam table, stocks, several beds as well as other things so strange Karen couldn't imagine how they would be used.

"The door on the far wall leads to a bar and entertaining area where we do the actual entertaining for our special parties, at least the entertaining that is not done in here," the Master informed Karen. "It has an elevator and a set of steps leading up to the rest of the house."

The Master laid out the day's activities. "Today will be quite simple. Since our new slave Karen is the guest of honor today, we will focus on her. We'll start her off easy; but of course, she does have three punishments due for her outburst in the car this morning. I think we will start with the first punishment. After that, she will pleasure my wife to her first orgasm and then receive her second punishment while Chloe and Mai just relax and watch.. As soon as that is done, you three can all help as I fuck my beautiful wife. Mai and Chloe can play with her breasts and clit as I fuck her and Karen can lick my ass and balls."

"Once I have cum, we can all watch as Karen cleans my cock and then cleans Christine's cunt out and licks her to a couple of more orgasms. Finally, for the third punishment, I plan to fuck Karen's ass with nothing but her saliva as lubricant."

Karen was in shock. She knew intellectually that she would probably have to eventually do all these things, but to hear it all described so matter-of-factly, all at once, just shocked her. She turned to run, but Chloe had anticipated this and blocked her path to the doorway, wanting to spare Karen yet one more punishment.

"So, Karen, I think we will start with you on the cross here," the Mistress said, pointing to the large X-frame.

With no options, Karen slowly walked over to the frame and after hesitating, stepped up on the low platform of the device.

"I think we'll have you face out for this," the Master said.

Karen obediently turned around to face the group. The Master and Mistress each took one of her hands and attached it to the lines on the upper cross-members then pulled the lines tight. Next, they each took one of her feet and secured them to lines from the lower arms, securing Karen in place. The Master stepped back, looked at Karen critically, then tightened the lines on her ankles, spreading her legs further apart and pulling them tightly against the lower arms of the "X". "There now; I think she's ready. Notice how the stripes from this morning are already fading? Apparently they went easy on her. Oh, well, we can make up for that."

The Master moved over to the wall of whips and selected a cat-o-nine tails then swished it in the air a couple of times. "I think we will start with her tits - three strokes to each. Want to check her and see if she is already getting wet?"

The Mistress stepped up and rubbed her fingers in Karen's cunt. "No, not so far. Maybe the whipping will help."

The Master nodded as his wife rubbed her fingers on Karen's blushing face and then stepped back. "She's all yours."

The Master brought the handle of the whip to Karen's lips. "Kiss the whip," he ordered. Terrified, Karen complied. He then stepped back and brought the cruel lash down on Karen's right breast. The multiple strands inflicted stinging pain on her entire breast, including her sensitive nipple. Karen screamed and struggled against her bonds as the Master stepped back. If anything, the pain was worse than this morning. The thin strands of the whip with their cruel little knots in the end stung horribly. Karen shrieked and began to beg as the Master stepped back up and raised the whip. This time the left breast was his target with a similar result. Karen continued to shriek as the next four strokes were slowly delivered, the Master pausing after each one to allow Karen time to appreciate the pain.

The Mistress stepped up and checked Karen's cunt again. "Still dry; you know, she may take awhile to get into this."

The Master and Mistress released her bonds, moving her over to the exam table and forcing her to her knees at the foot. To make this more comfortable, the whole floor was either thick carpet or at least thickly padded like the floor of a weight room, and the end of the table was padded as well. The table surface itself was also padded and as usual, covered with a white sheet.

The Mistress undressed completely and climbed up on the table, spreading her legs and placing her feet in the stirrups. Her body was spectacular, with large firm breasts, puffy nipples that stood out at least half an inch and a completely shaved cunt. Her waist was narrow, flaring out to slender hips and a round butt. Mai and Chloe quickly gathered up the clothes and folded them neatly. "Pleasure me!" she ordered.

At a nod from the Master, Mai and Chloe moved to the sides of the table and began lightly fondling the Mistress's heavy breasts, paying particular attention to her erect nipples. In the meantime, Karen leaned forward for her first close-up look at another woman's pussy. Christine's cunt lips were already spreading, excited from watching Karen's whipping, with drops of thick, musky moisture seeping out; Karen could smell her arousal.

"Lick me." The Mistress ordered. Reluctantly Karen raised her ass and leaned further forward; tentatively she extended her tongue. "Don't be shy; lick me, bitch," the Mistress ordered again. The Master brought the cat down on Karen's lower back and ass. Karen shrieked and then, fearful of more strokes, finally lowered her head and began to lick. The taste was strong, but not unpleasant. It was the act itself that bothered and humiliated Karen more than the taste.

She really had no idea what to do, so the Mistress began giving her instruction. "Lick the entire slit from my asshole to my clit... Yeah, like that... now, use a little more pressure... Ok, now stick your tongue in my cunt... deeper, dammit... that's better... now suck my clit... that's it... now swirl your tongue around it."

Suppressing her distaste and disgust, Karen did her best to comply. She supposed she was successful, because the Mistress's body began writhing and she reached her hands down, grabbing Karen's head and pulling her tightly into her crotch. Karen began to hear little whimpers and moans. Finally, after another five minutes or so, the Mistress arched her body and screamed. To Karen's disgust, the Mistress also flooded her mouth with girl-cum, something she had only heard rumors of in the past. The Mistress relaxed back down on the table and Karen, her tongue very tired, relaxed back on her heels.

After a few minutes, the Mistress sat up and slid off the table. "Well, the little slut is not great, but I think she can be trained; she just needs more practice."

Karen blushed hotly but bit her lip to keep herself from replying.

"OK, Karen, up on the table," the Master ordered. Nervous, Karen climbed up on the table. The Master and Mistress each took one of her feet, placed them in the stirrups and secured them with cuffs. At a nod from the Master, Chloe helped Karen lay back on the table. She pulled Karen's hands over her head and fastened them into cuffs she pulled from under the table, pulling her arms snug. At her nod, the Master touched a control on the side of the table and the stirrups extended, pulling Karen's butt off the table, causing the cuffs on her hands to grow tight and spreading her legs even wider.

"Do you want to taste her?" the Master asked his wife.

"Certainly," she commented. "I think I will give her at least one orgasm. That will make her more sensitive and the next punishment so much more fun." She knelt between Karen's legs and began to lick. Karen may have been inexperienced, but it was quickly evident to Karen that the Mistress was an expert. Despite her disgust, after only a few minutes, Karen began to respond, her pussy beginning to leak moisture. Christine raised her head. "Play with her tits and nipples," she ordered Chloe and Mai. "Rub the top of her cunt, honey," she ordered her husband. They complied and Karen's arousal rose. After another few minutes, despite her attempt to hold it back, a huge orgasm crashed over her, causing a different kind of scream.

Karen was still disgusted but had to admit to herself that her late husband had never given her anything like that kind of orgasm.

The Mistress stood up, licking her lips. "She's wet now," she commented to the group.

"Excellent," the Master said, eyeing Karen's helpless and now trembling body. Again, he swished the cat he was still holding in the air a couple of times and then moved to stand between Karen's wide-spread legs. Karen's eyes got wide as she realized what he intended.

Her pleading was interrupted before she got started and her attempt at a "No, please," was replaced by a scream as the cruel little tips cracked down on her dripping, spread-open cunt and unprotected clit. Flushed and sensitive from her orgasm, the pain was unbelievable to Karen.

"Five more to go,'" the Master advised her.

Karen shrieked at each new lash. The nine strands on the cat were of the traditional leather with knotted ends, but the strands were thin enough that they didn't actually break the skin. Nevertheless, to Karen, it felt like her cunt and clit must be bruised, torn apart and bleeding. Finally it was over, and Karen lay still on the table, whimpering.

Almost tenderly, the Mistress helped Karen off the table. As Karen brushed the Mistress's chest, she realized that her nipples were rock hard. Obviously Karen's punishment had excited her.

"Ready to be fucked, my dear?" the Master asked his wife.




Karen's Slavery Ch. 02



The Mistress climbed eagerly up onto the table and placed her feet in the stirrups. "Yes, please honey; give it to me hard, just like this."

Standing at the foot of the table, the Master quickly fastened one of her feet to the shackles, and quickly did the second as well. The Mistress started to sit up in protest, but the Master quickly moved to the side of the table and grabbed one of her erect nipples, using it to pull her back down on the table. The Mistress yelped in pain, but when she reached a hand up to free her pinched nipple, the Master grabbed the hand and shackled it to one of the cuffs at the head of the table, pulling it tight. He then grabbed the other flailing hand and secured it likewise.

"Honey, I'm not in the mood for this. You know I don't like it. I just want to play with the new slave."

"Then why are your nipples still erect? You know you like it occasionally; you just won't ever admit it. Besides, humiliating you in front of our brand new slave is an opportunity I just couldn't pass up. Of course, Karen, she'll probably go harder on you for awhile as a result, but that's hardly my problem."

The Mistress was now in the exact same position that Karen had been in, secured to the table with her butt hanging off the end and her legs spread wide. The Master regarded her thoughtfully then moved to what Karen now saw was a small joystick on the side of the table. He moved it forward and the legs extended further, stretching the Mistress's taller body tight. He moved around the table and secured a strap across her body, just above her hips, then moved the joystick up, causing the articulated struts to rotate up, raising her legs into the air in a wide '"V". "Perfect," he commented.

The Master undressed, Karen seeing his full body for the first time. Obviously he was an athlete since his body was trim and muscular, even if he was an "old man" in his thirties. His cock was also fully erect. Chloe and Mai quickly gathered his clothes up and folded them neatly.

Karen's eyes got wide when the Master now picked up the same whip he had used on her. He moved to the side of the table and pressed the handle to the Mistress's lips. "Kiss the whip, Dear." The Mistress refused, keeping her lips tightly together. "If you don't, I won't fuck you afterwards." Reluctantly, the Mistress kissed the whip. The Master stepped back and began lightly whipping her breasts, increasing the power gradually with each stroke. The first few strokes elicited small yelps, but after a few strokes, the Mistress bit her lip and as the Master continued, began moaning with each stroke. Satisfied, he continued for another few strokes and then moved to the foot of the table between her raised and spread legs. Smiling, he raised the whip and brought it down on the center of the Mistress's cunt.

Karen thought the stroke was almost as hard as he had used on her, but the Mistress just groaned and began thrusting her hips up to meet the lash. Karen also noticed that, although covered with stripes from the whip, the Mistress's breasts were heaving, her nipples were still erect and hard and her cunt was literally dripping. As the Master continued whipping her, the movement of her hips became almost frantic. The Master stopped.

"Damn you; finish me," the Mistress begged.

"I think I'll fuck you now," the Master said, aiming his rock-hard cock at her red-striped but dripping cunt. He thrust home in a single thrust, burying his entire cock in her.

"Yes, yes, now fuck me," the Mistress panted.

The Master began thrusting in and out, rapidly, saying nothing. However, as the Mistress's hip movement again became frantic, he stopped and pulled his cock out of her gaping cunt.

"Damn you, keep fucking me!" she ordered.

"Oh, I will," he said, moving his wet cock lower, and lining it up with her asshole, "but not in your cunt." Again he thrust home in a single long thrust. He began thrusting as the Mistress wailed. Her wailing only lasted a minute, though.

As he continued thrusting and began circling her clit with his fingers, she again began trying to meet his thrusts. He picked up the pace, and as the Mistress finally screamed out her climax, he thrust home one last time and ejaculated stream after stream into her ass. He held himself still for a moment, then bent over and tenderly kissed her stomach. "See, I told you you would enjoy it." At a nod from him, Chloe began freeing the Mistress's arms.

The Master turned to Karen. "Down on your knees and clean me." Karen hesitated. His cock didn't really look dirty, but it had come straight from his wife's ass and was now covered with a mixture of their juices. Reluctantly, she knelt and at his nod, began licking his cock, finally taking it all the way into her mouth. It was not as bad as she feared, but still tasted nasty. She was relieved when he withdrew from her mouth, until he said, "Now, clean her out," indicating his wife, "and be sure to clean her ass out good."

Still on her knees, with tears of self-pity and humiliation clouding her eyes, Karen moved between the Mistress's legs. She stared at the Mistress's still-gaping cunt and now gaping asshole, out of which the Master's semen was beginning to drip. Steeling herself, she took a deep breath and began to lick first at the cunt she had already licked, and finally, as the Master's hand pushed her head lower, at the Mistress's ass. Her cunt was not so bad, but the taste of the juices leaking out of her ass was strong and unpleasant. Still, she had no choice. At his demand, she finally forced her tongue into the gaping asshole.

As Karen licked, the Mistress climaxed one more time, again spraying Karen's face with cum, before sitting up and saying "No more." Obediently, Karen quit licking and leaned back, although now apprehensive. Would the Master still want to take her ass? She hoped not.

"Wonderful, my dear," the Master told his wife, helping her off the table. "I told you you would enjoy it."

"Fine, damn you, you were right, but now it's her turn," Christine said, indicting Karen.

"I had promised that her last punishment would be me taking her ass, without lubricant. However, Karen, I think I'll give you a choice, since you've been good so far. You can have six strokes on your asshole from a thin riding crop and then I will use lubricant or we can stay with the original plan. If you take the original plan, I suggest you deep-throat my cock, slobbering as much saliva on it as you can. Trust me, you'll need it. So, which will it be?"

Karen thought about it for a moment, but the terror of getting her virgin ass fucked almost completely dry overwhelmed her and she finally said "I, I guess I will choose the riding crop, Master."

After giving her a few minutes to recover, the Master directed her over to a wedge-shaped apparatus on a low platform. The little group moved over and watched. Putting her in position, the Master strapped her hips to the upright part and her bent-over upper body to the narrow, downward-sloping part in front. A thick pad of some kind stuck out and was now pressed tightly against her clit in front. The position left her breasts separated and pointing down on either side of the narrow padded rail that extended forward and down. Next, he spread her legs wide, checking to make sure her asshole was totally exposed by her spread ass, and then fastened her spread legs in place. Her hands were left free.

Satisfied, he used a remote control to raise the portion of the platform under her lower body, which had the effect of raising her ass in the air and also changing the angle as the device pivoted so that her head pointed down and her tender and defenseless little asshole pointed up at the ceiling. Despite her fear, Karen once again blushed furiously when she realized that not only the Master, the Mistress and her two fellow slaves were watching but also the cameras on the ceiling had a clear view of her widely-spread ass, cunt and anal opening.

The Master moved back to the wall of whips and selected a thin, flexible riding crop, swishing it through the air a couple of times to test it. Karen moaned as she heard the sound of the thin, flexible rod parting the air, terrified of what it would feel like on her vulnerable little asshole.

"I call this my 'ass-bench'; I designed it myself. Now, reach back with your hands and spread your ass."

Reluctantly Karen reached back, placing one hand on each of her ass cheeks. Slowly, hesitantly, she spread them away from her asshole. If she had felt embarrassed before, it was as nothing to what she felt now, spreading her cheeks and completely exposing her asshole to the Master's gaze, the cameras, and to the cruel riding crop she knew she would soon feel. Karen had never felt so exposed and helpless in her entire life. Tears of fear and humiliation dripped down her cheeks.

The Master reached down and circled her asshole with his finger a couple of times, then licked his finger and plunged it into her clenched asshole up to the second knuckle. He moved it in and out a couple of times and then withdrew it. Karen yelped. "Nice and tight," he commented. Karen blushed again. The Master raised the crop and brought it down hard on the right side of her exposed ass crease. She screamed and let go of her hips, trying desperately to rub the awful sting away.

"Get your hands back in position. I didn't say you could move them."

Trembling with dread, Karen reluctantly reached back with her hands once more and spread her ass cheeks again, steeling herself for the next stroke.

The next stroke landed on the left side of her ass crease. Karen stifled a scream and managed to hold on with her hands.

Unfortunately, the next stroke completely undid her. The cruel crop landed directly on her puckered little asshole, the flexible crop wrapping around to strike the center of her spread cunt all the way down to where her clit was pressed tightly against the pad. Karen screamed and let go with her hands, frantically rubbing both her pussy and her asshole, trying to rub the horrible sting away. The Master smiled to himself, wondering if this was the first time she had actually touched her own cute little asshole. If it was, it probably wouldn't be the last time.

"Get your hands back in position." Trembling, Karen complied. The next three strokes were in such quick succession, right, left and then center again, that the scream from the first stroke just continued on for the second and third. Finally the punishment was over, but now Karen was left to dread the coming ass-fuck.

"By the way, you should always count the strokes for me. If you don't, we would have to start over. We'll let it go this time. Now Karen, there is only one last thing on today's calendar. I am about to boldly go where apparently no man has gone before. Yes, it is now time for me to plunder your tight little asshole and begin to stretch out your puckered little star. After all, since you were married, I assume you're not a cunt or oral virgin. I also suspect my wife got your girl-on-girl virginity, so it's only fair I get your anal virginity. At least you get lubricant," the Master said moving over to a cabinet and taking out a bottle. "Mai, why don't you do the honors? Oh, and be thorough; we don't want to hurt her, at least not unnecessarily."

"Yes, Master," Mai replied. Mai moved over and took the bottle of lubricant from him then moved over to Karen. She poured some out into her hand. Dipping a finger in the oil, she inserted it gently into Karen's ass, moving it around. It felt strange to Karen, but didn't really hurt or at least not additionally; her little asshole was very sore and swollen from its just-finished caning. She was still worried: the Master's cock was a lot larger than the small women's finger. Mai repeated this several times before finally inserting two fingers. This did cause Karen some stretching pain, and her worry increased. Nevertheless, it did allow Mai to stretch her opening some and get even more lube inside her ass. "I think she's ready Master," Mai stated.

The Master moved over behind Karen and used his control to rotate Karen's ass back into the original position. Karen was relieved that her head was no longer pointed almost straight down. "Now do me," the Master ordered Mai. Obediently she proceeded to thoroughly oil up his again-hard cock. "Good, I think we're ready." He stepped up behind Karen using his control to adjust the platform height until he was satisfied with the position of his cock and her asshole. The Master handed the control to his wife and prepared to get started.

Placing the tip of his cock at her asshole, he teased her for a couple of minutes, putting just the tip in until he felt resistance and then pulling it back. Even this amount of pressure hurt because of the cane strokes her little asshole had recently received. Finally he shoved hard and pushed the fat head through her tightly-clenched sphincter. Karen screamed with shock as her ass clamped down, trying to resist the painful invasion. It was to no avail as the Master, after pausing a moment, continued pressing a slow inward exploration of the depths of her rectum. Eventually, after what seemed to Karen like forever, he finally bottomed out, his groin pressed tightly against her sore, red-striped behind.

It hurt, but surprisingly, even though the stretching pain, she felt a nasty sense of fullness. The Master began moving slowly in and out. "He's actually doing it; he's fucking my ass," Karen thought. Part of her was disgusted, but part of her was feeling a naughty thrill. Yes it hurt, but it was getting better as her ass got used to the feeling and relaxed, and the lubricant had done its work; the feeling was painful but not excruciating. Her husband had always been so conventional in bed with her; although Karen now had to wonder about what he and her former best friend might have been doing behind her back. 

At about this point, the Mistress pressed some buttons on the remote control the Master had handed her and the thick pad pressing tightly against Karen's clit began to vibrate. Karen caught her breath. The combination of the sense of fullness of the Master's cock sawing in and out of her stretched asshole with the vibrations to her clit almost immediately began to get to her. Her sense of outrage reasserted itself however, and she swore to herself she would not cum with some jerk fucking her ass without even her permission. The Mistress gradually increased the intensity on her control as the Master continued his assault on her ass. Karen bit her lip and time passed. She began to get dry and the Master pulled completely out.

"More lube I think, Mai," he said. Mai rushed to comply and then once again his re-lubed cock was splitting Karen's ass. It was harder now. The Mistress had turned the control up yet again, and the Master was slamming in and out of her ass with abandon. Karen found herself losing it despite her determination. Finally, just as the Master's cock swelled and began spewing cum, Karen could hold back no longer and came with a long, screaming wail. It was the most intense orgasm of her life. She collapsed against her bonds as the Master's cock started softening in her clenching ass.

"You know, dear, maybe I will have to try that some time," the Mistress commented.

Karen was released and without being told, Mai knelt down and licked up the pool of mixed cum Karen and the Master had jointly deposited on the mat. She looked expectantly at the Master.

"Yes, go ahead and clean her too," he ordered. 

Mai complied, turning Karen around and bending her over, putting her hands around Karen's body to steady her and licking her juices and the Master's cum out of her ass. It felt good to Karen, but she was still struggling not to admit that even to herself.

Mai finished and then cleaned the Master's cock.

"OK," the Master said, "That was a great start; I think Karen will fit right in here. You three can have the next two days off, from the playroom at least. After that, we will have to come up with a revised schedule. Chloe and Mai, spend some of that time training Karen to eat pussy. Start with having her eat you, and then show her all the different techniques you've learned from Christine and her friends. Do it at least two rounds per day for awhile. I'll also have Charles arrange a schedule of all the male staff so she can get some experience sucking cock. We'll have a party in ten days and we want to make sure she performs up to our standards. I'll send someone to permanently get rid of all her body hair. I don't know why the courts don't do that themselves instead of just shaving it; presumably some of their buyers like pubic hair or maybe they just want to save money. We'll hold off on the piercings, though, until the party. Everyone loves to see that. Can you think of anything else?" he asked his wife.

"I may come down tomorrow myself and help her with the finer points of pussy-licking and ass-licking. You'll be out of town on business anyway. Is Chloe going with you?"

"No, I took her last time and besides the client's supplying the entertainment. Ok, then, you're all dismissed. Oh, and in celebration, the liquor rules are relaxed today. Karen probably needs it."

The Master and Mistress exited through the door to the entertaining area, while the three slaves used the other door to return to their quarters through the exercise area.



Karen's Slavery Ch. 03



Authors note: This is part three of a six-part story, already written, so I will be submitting a new chapter every three or four days. All comments are welcome. In real-life I am not involved in the BDSM scene so suggestions from those more experienced are welcome. All comments are welcome - be nice if you can, but if not, I have a thick skin and promise not to get offended.

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Karen's Slavery - Chapter 3

By ETB70

Karen followed Chloe and Mai back to the slave quarters, still almost in shock at all that had been done to her and all she had been forced to do herself. Chloe sat her down on the couch and fixed her a stiff drink. "Here, this will help," she said sympathetically.

Karen gratefully took the drink and downed it in a couple of gulps. Bourbon and water, not her favorite, but it matched her current mood.

"Really, it's not so bad. The only time we're really mistreated is during the sessions, or...or during the parties. The rest of the time we're either just fucked or left alone, comfortable, well fed and ignored," Chloe comforted her.

Chloe took Karen's empty drink and replaced it with another, stronger this time. "Here drink this. You just need to get some sleep. You've had a hard day. Believe me; I still remember my first day. After I was stripped and flogged, as was his right, the bastard we tried to rob took me anally right on the auction platform before I was sold. Who knew that an old guy like that would have a nine-inch dick?"

Karen paled at the image, then gratefully accepted the drink and downed it in a few gulps. She was not all that much of a drinker anyway, and between her exhaustion and the alcohol, found herself getting sleepy.

"Let's get you to bed. We can talk tomorrow," Chloe said, as she and Mai helped Karen into her room.

The next morning, Karen awoke to Chloe entering her room. "Come on, breakfast is here and afterwards, we'll put you in the tub and rub you down with lotion. You'll feel better after that." Karen let herself be led into the common area and sat as the maid laid out a breakfast of coffee, tea, eggs, waffles and bacon.

After breakfast, Chloe and Mai encouraged Karen to have her obligatory enema and then soak in her Jacuzzi tub. When she was finished, they rubbed her down with lotion. Karen had to admit that after all that, she did feel better.

When this was all finished, Chloe said, "I think it is probably time to start your lessons. The maid said that Charles, the House Master, will start sending the men down this afternoon. He will send down two a day between now and the party. She said the Mistress wouldn't be down until this evening. Let's go to your bedroom."

The three girls headed into Karen's bedroom. Karen had been dreading this, but she supposed that, in time, she would get used to it; she had to since she had no choice.

"Do you want me to start on you or do you want to start on me?" Chloe asked.

Karen hesitated. She didn't want to do either one. "I guess you can start on me," she said finally. 

"Fine; why don't you lie on the bed with your legs spread and your knees raised? I'll start slow and explain what I'm doing. Then you can do me. Afterwards, you and Mai can have a go."

Karen took her place on the bed, blushing as she spread her legs wide. "I'll start slow and gradually build up intensity. Pay attention to how I change the shape of my tongue when I'm licking different parts of your pussy, and how I make it stiff and pointed as I stick into your pussy. After a while, I'll start to use my fingers in your pussy and then finally in your ass as you get ready to climax," Chloe said. "To get good, and believe me, at the parties not being good will get you extra punishment, you'll need to begin sensing what each woman really likes, what combinations work best and how close she is to orgasm, so pay attention to your body now, and then later to Mai and I."

As she promised, Chloe started slow, first just breathing gently on Karen's sensitive cunt. After a moment or so, she began with light little licks to the outer lips, and then as they began opening up, gradually with more forceful licks to the center, alternating with long, slow licks from her asshole all the way to her clit. Karen began to get aroused. After a few more minutes, Chloe began letting her tongue stroke Karen's clit every few licks, but really didn't focus there yet. As her lips began to swell and separate further, Karen groaned when Chloe's stiff tongue began penetrating her cunt, and began to breathe heavily as Chloe began tongue fucking her now dripping cunt. After a few minutes of this, Chloe went back to licking Karen's sensitive core, replacing the tongue in her cunt with first one and then two fingers. Despite herself, Karen began to pant and thrust her hips in tiny upward motions. Taking this as a signal, Chloe began focusing more of her tongue's attention on Karen's slippery clit and occasionally sucking it into her mouth, almost like she was going down on a tiny cock. Karen began thrusting harder and making little whimpering sounds. When Chloe thought Karen was ready, she wet one finger in her cunt and forced it into Karen's clenching asshole. Karen shook and screamed out her orgasm, her entire lower body rising off the bed. After a few seconds, Karen collapsed back on the bed.

"There, see? That's at least the basics. I'll give you a minute and then you can do me."

After a couple of minutes, at Chloe's urging, Karen got up and swapped positions, getting a close look at another woman's crotch for only the second time in her life. She noticed that Chloe's cunt lips were already swollen and open and her cunt was slightly dripping. "So, you like girls then?" Karen asked hesitantly. 

"Not originally, but I've been here long enough to get used to it. I guess my body is telling me that if I have to do it anyway, I may as well learn to enjoy it. Mai now, does like girls, or at least she has since her arrest. She was a virgin and the police threw her in a cell with the general male prison population as part of her punishment. Gang rape was not a great introduction to male sex and she's never really gotten over it. Anyway, start slow like I did and I'll direct you. Notice how I respond as I have you do different things. I'm also going to use the same sort of harsh, vulgar language you'll probably hear at the party. Believe me, overall, the women are the worst."

Hesitantly Karen began. The taste was similar yet different, more spicy but less musky, than the Mistress; she supposed that all women would taste slightly different. She stuck her tongue out and began to lightly lick Chloe's moist lips.

"That's it bitch. Lick my cunt."

The words startled Karen enough that she stopped and looked up at Chloe. Chloe grabbed her head and forced her back down.

"Keep licking you little cunt. I didn't say you could stop. Now, tongue-fuck me. Get that little tongue of yours deep in my twat; lick up all the nasty little juices I have for you in there; I want it so deep I can feel it tickling my throat."

Karen was blushing, but she complied. As the verbal abuse continued though, she got lost in self-pity and eventually stopped licking, broke down and cried.

Chloe waited patiently while she recovered. "That would have gotten you punished severely at the party. You're going to have to get over it. You can't breakdown like that no matter what they say."

"How can someone talk to a person like that?" Karen asked.

"Sweetie, you are not a person, you're a slave. You quit being a person in the eyes of the law and a large part of society when you did whatever you did to get enslaved. I guess we never asked. What did you do?"

Karen began crying again. Finally she choked out "I slashed my best friend's throat and stabbed my husband to death. I, I came home a day early from a business trip. I was going to surprise him. I surprised him alright, fucking my slut of a best friend in our own bed! I was so angry! I, I got a knife from the kitchen; she was riding him, so I came up behind her, grabbed her hair and cut her throat. She fell to one side, gushing blood everywhere, and I jumped on top on my bastard husband and began stabbing him. They said I stabbed him twelve times, but I don't really remember."

Chloe looked at her in shock. "Wow, you're lucky you weren't executed."

"My brother was all for it, but my friend's mother had always thought of me as a second daughter. She said she just couldn't do it. Since the prosecutor couldn't ask for the death penalty without both next-of-kins' consent, I got enslaved instead."

"Well you are going to have to keep that temper of yours in check. Do something like that now and they will execute you in a heartbeat, and not painlessly. They don't even need a trial. Now, bitch, get back to eating me," Chloe said, falling back into her role.

Eventually, under Chloe's vulgar urging, Karen was able to bring her to orgasm. Like the Mistress, Chloe also sprayed her face with cum, which Chloe insisted that she wipe off and then lick her fingers clean. Too tired to care, Karen complied.

"Now do Mai," Chloe said getting up and motioning Mai onto the bed.

"Give me a minute, my tongue is tired."

"Karen, baby, you might have to do three women in a row at the party. That's part of the training you need. Oh, and by the way, some guy may be fucking your ass the whole time."

Mai eagerly took her place on the bed and, tears in her eyes, Karen nodded and began. Mai actually tasted delicious, musky and slightly spicy. That helped, plus she wasn't verbally abusing Karen the entire time. Mai was also already hot from watching Karen and Chloe, so it didn't take long for Karen to bring her to an orgasm, although Mai never made a sound, just clenched her fists in Karen's hair and held her head against her convulsing little cunt.

Finally it was Karen's turn on the bed again. She had to admit that on some level she was beginning to enjoy the girl-on-girl action and Mai obviously was also enjoying the action. She brought Karen off fairly quickly, using both hands, two fingers in Karen's cunt and one finger from the other hand deep in her ass.

By the time they were finished, Karen was exhausted and the maid had come in with lunch, so they adjourned to the common area.

After they finished lunch they lounged around until Charles, the House Master, opened the door from the stairway and walked in. "Don't bother getting up, Chloe and Mai," he said in a cultured British accent. Turning to Karen, he continued, "Since I was asked to make the training schedule up, I decided to put myself first on the list. Shall we go to your bedroom or do it here? It's up to you; I don't mind an audience."

Karen stood up quickly, blushing and nervous, "I, I guess I would prefer the bedroom." Karen moved to her door and into her bedroom. "How do you want me?" she asked wearily.

"I think I will just lie on the bed, you can kneel there." He removed all of his clothing, arranging them neatly. He was middle age with a muscular build and maybe just a very slight paunch; his cock was only slightly larger than average. He obviously either shaved or else had had the hair all permanently removed, since she could see no hair around his cock or on his balls. He lay on the foot of the bed with his feet on the floor and motioned Karen to kneel between his spread feet. He saw Karen staring at his stiffening cock and smiled. "You should thank me for coming down first. Jack, the driver, is next and his dick has got to be at least ten inches and that's before it gets stiff."

Karen gulped wondering how she could ever get something that large in her mouth. Then she was kneeling at his feet nervously. Taking a deep breath, she leaned forward and took his hardening cock into her mouth.

"No, no; first you should always lick the cock; bathe it with your tongue. Make me believe you're just grateful for this opportunity to service me." Karen complied, licking up and down the cock as it stiffened completely and began to drool pre-cum from the tip. "Now, lick up the pre-cum; that's a girl, swirl that tongue around the head. OK, now lick my balls; lower, lower. I want you to lick from my asshole all the way up the sack. That's it. Now suck one of my balls into your mouth, gently dammit. Run your tongue around it. Good; now do the other one."

Karen listened to all the instructions and tried to comply, but it was hard. She had only rarely gone down on her husband at all, and now she was doing things with a complete stranger she had never even done with him. Her eyes kept threatening to erupt in tears.

"OK, now lick back down to my ass; that's it. No, go on, all the way down to my asshole. Now circle it with your tongue. OK, now stick your tongue into it and make licking motions. That's it. OK, now lick back up to my cock; lick off the pre-cum again. Good, good, now take me in your mouth."

Again Karen complied, though she felt like throwing up while she was licking his ass, although really, there was only a slight musky taste. When she finally took his cock in her mouth, she started bobbing her head up and down quickly, hoping he would cum soon and she could be finished.

"No, slow down. First, just take the first couple of inches in and swirl your tongue around. Now suck gently. That's it. Now, keep doing that for a couple of minutes. Ok, now take more in; more. Ok, now slowly bob your head up and down, gradually picking up the pace and taking more in. When my cock hits the back of your throat, you'll probably gag. Just breathe through your nose and swallow and that will help you suppress your gag reflex, at least some. After a while, you won't even gag anymore; well, maybe you'll still gag on Jack's dick. Now, cup my balls with one hand and squeeze them gently; use the other hand to hold the base of my cock and jack that part off while you suck me. Later, when you can get all my cock in your mouth, you can use it to play with my asshole."

The man's voice was getting tight and slightly breathless. As Karen complied with his instructions and picked up the pace, he began, with little thrusts of his hips, to drive his cock deeper into Karen's oral passage. As he warned, she began to gag as he went deeper, although his advice to swallow did help. Finally he was driving almost his entire seven inches into her mouth and throat. As his hip movements became frantic, he grabbed her head and forced her all the way down his cock, holding her head tight to his crotch. She could feel the cock swell slightly as he began ejaculating straight down her throat. He held her there as he finished cumming and then slowly withdrew. Karen coughed and gasped for breath, but managed to get it all down.

"Now, lick me clean, swirl your tongue around the entire shaft; now lick the pee-hole. That's good; now suck the whole shaft into your mouth one more time. Ok, take it out and kiss the tip." Charles groaned and then said, "You did great; you have a real talent for sucking cock. All you need is a little more practice."

Karen didn't know whether to feel outraged or complimented by the comment. She settled for nodding. After a moment, Charles got up and began dressing. "Jack, the driver, will be down in another hour or so. As I said, he's big, but usually pretty gentle. Anyway, thanks for the blowjob and good luck." Charles finished dressing and left. Karen sank down on the floor and cried.

Eventually, Karen got up and went back into the common area. She got a coke, and then sat and talked with Chloe and Mai until Jack came in. Once again Karen adjourned to her bedroom with a man she had just met.

As Charles had warned, the driver's cock, when Karen exposed it, was frighteningly large. He had to be at least ten or eleven inches long and almost as big around as a soda can. She understood from Chloe that the driver acted as the Mistress's bodyguard and lover when she traveled alone on business. She wondered how the Mistress got it all in, in either her mouth or pussy. She didn't even want to think about the possibility of taking it in her ass. However, the driver was used to women dealing with his size and started Karen slowly, first lying on the bed with Karen bent over him, and finally standing up with Karen once again on her knees. He started her with a lot of licking and then sucking just the tip, Karen dreading the moment when she would have to try to cram the enormous log in her mouth. He did fuck her mouth at the end but he was sensitive to Karen's distress and was careful not to push in more than she could handle. By the time he came, she had probably managed to get at least seven or so inches into her mouth and throat.

"That's a good start. You did well for your first time with me. I'm scheduled to come back every other day to work with you. By the time of the party, you'll need to be able to deep-throat me, but we'll take it slow and you'll get there without too many problems."

Not knowing what to say, Karen thanked him and then he left.

About four the trainer came in and took Karen into the gym for her first exercise session. Karen was surprised to see the Mistress in there as well. She was bench-pressing weights, with Jack acting as her spotter. Karen caught her breath when she heard Jack say, "OK, that's number five with 210 pounds. Well do the same as we did the last two sets; let's try for three reps at 230, one rep at 250 and then we'll call it a day." Karen had realized the Mistress took fitness seriously, but was impressed at how strong she was. Karen's husband had worked out frequently and never got much above 200 pounds on the bench press. The trainer had already designed a routine for Karen and walked her through it. When they were finished, Karen went back to the common room, then joined Chloe and Mai lounging in the enclosed courtyard until dinner.

After dinner the Mistress came down and once again, Karen moved into her bedroom for an unwelcome sex tutorial. The Mistress had Karen eat her to two orgasms, directing her and teaching her little tricks and different ways of using her tongue, but not vulgarly. After the second orgasm, they changed places and the Mistress ate Karen to climax after climax until Karen finally begged her to stop.

Satisfied with herself, the Mistress stood up, licking her lips and wiping Karen's juices off her face. "And that, my little slave, is how it's really done. But don't worry, you are definitely improving. I think you'll do fine here." She picked up her clothes, not bothering to dress, and turned to leave, "By the way, you taste delicious." Although she had told herself she was beyond embarrassment, Karen still blushed furiously. The Mistress noticed this, chuckled and left.

Karen took a shower as a maid came down to change the bed linens. After her shower, Karen fixed herself a drink, then bade Chloe and Mai a "Good night", and went to bed. Exhausted from the day, she fell asleep quickly.

The next morning at breakfast, the maid brought down a note that Karen and Mai would be joining the Master and Mistress in the Playroom tomorrow. Karen was worried. Chloe told her there was no point in worrying about tomorrow; the time to worry was the party in another week or so. "So, how did you leave it with your parents?"

"What do you mean? They paid for my attorney, and I guess were devastated when I was found guilty, but I never saw or spoke to them afterward."

"You're lucky. My father had done business with the Master and knew him that way. We were wealthy but not in his class."

"You were rich, and still robbed a store?" Karen asked incredulously.

"Yes, well I was a bit of a rebel. My boyfriend and I were into drugs. Our parents were both well off, but after our parents found out, they kept strict control of our spending. The only way to get the money for drugs was robbery. Anyway, my parents had been getting more and more angry at my actions as time went on. After I was sold, my father came up and congratulated the Master on his new slave. The bastard actually invited my father to his next party. At the party, my father had me strapped to the 'ass bench' and told the party it was high time he punished me the way he should have as I was growing up. He said I was a sweet kid until I became a teenager and that now that I was twenty-one, he owed me for the last eight years of hell I had put my parents through. He made me given him a blowjob first and then flogged my ass with the cat, the riding crop, the birches and finally the whip for eight strokes each. By the time he was finished he was hard again and fucked me in the ass. While I was licking him clean, he told me that I owed him the sex because my mother had divorced him and left the state, unable to deal with the humiliation of her daughter's Category 3 slavery. Then he thanked the Master, said he never wanted to see me again and left."




Karen's Slavery Ch. 03



"Wow, I'm sorry. I don't think my parents would do something like that."

"What about your husband's family?"

"His parents are dead, but he has a brother who always hated me."

"I suggest you hope the Master doesn't invite him to the next party."

Somehow Karen got through the day, first the enema. two hours of exercise, the lesbian lessons, lunch, her hair removal session, the blowjob lessons, dinner and finally the Mistress again. Exhausted, she fell into bed, worrying about tomorrow.



Karen's Slavery Ch. 04



Authors note: This is part four of an originally six-part story. I am rethinking submitting part six though, so I have rewritten this part. Part five is already written, so I will be submitting that in another three or four days. All comments are welcome. In real-life I am not involved in the BDSM scene so suggestions from those more experienced are welcome. Anyway, be nice if you can, but if not, I have a thick skin and promise not to get offended.

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Karen's Slavery - Chapter 4

By ETB70

The next day dragged for Karen, nervously awaiting her next session in the dreaded playroom. Mai seem unaffected. Having been here almost two years already, she had learned to just accept that she would suffer periodically. Somehow, Karen got through breakfast, the obligatory enema, two hours of workout and the girl-on-girl training sessions with Chloe and Mai. That part, at least, Karen was beginning to accept and even enjoy. At lunch, the maid handed her a note that her afternoon blowjob training was cancelled, so the girls all had the afternoon off. Dinner came, and with it Karen's sense of dread increased.

Finally, just before seven, Karen's heart pounding, Mai and Karen made their way to the playroom as instructed. At Mai's direction, they both knelt, hands on their ankles behind their backs, chests thrust out and heads down, facing the opposite doorway. The room was cool and Karen could feel her nipples hardening. Their wait was not long.

The Master and Mistress walked in. Both were dressed in black leather, with completely open crotches and bottoms. "Excellent," the Master said. "I'm so glad you could join us. We plan to take it easy today to help break Karen in, but we do have a full agenda, so let's get started."

The Mistress spoke up, "Tonight, we're having a contest. You each start out awarded with one hundred lashes. I know that seems harsh, but we will give you chances to win them back. In the first contest, Mai will pleasure me orally and Karen will pleasure the Master. For each minute fewer than ten you make us cum, you will earn back two strokes. So, if you can make us cum in only five minutes, you will have already earned back ten strokes."

The Master went over to a cabinet and came back with a long wooden box containing a series of ever-thicker metal shafts with a bulge at one end. There was also a slender metal egg with a flare on one end and a handle on the other. "Next, you will place these weighted dildos, called kelgecisors, in your cunts. We will start with one weighing eight ounces; you have to hold it in for one minute. Then we go up to a heavier weight every step. For the initial weight and each eight ounce weight increase we add, we will subtract lashes. You can earn one stroke for the first, two strokes for the second, three strokes for the third and four strokes for fourth and eight for the last one. If, for example, you can hold all five weights, you will earn back eighteen strokes."

The Master continued, returning once more from the cabinet with a bag of three dildos. He laid out the dildos; they were all tampered for the first six inches and then wide from there on, at least a foot long and ranged from 2 inches to 3 inches at the widest part. "Next, you will insert these three dildos in your throat, cunt and ass. Notice that they are marked in inches from the six-inch to the ten-inch mark. The goal is simple; push as much of each one into your openings as you can. For each inch past the six-inch mark on the smallest, two-inch diameter dildo, you get one point. For each inch on the medium two-and-a-half-inch dildo, two points and for the three inch you get three points per inch. You have one minute to get it as deep as you can and hold it there long enough for us to record it, not just jam it in momentarily. So you see, if you can get all of the marked inches of all three dildos in all three of your openings, you will earn back another seventy-two lashes. If you do all of these tasks perfectly, that's all one hundred lashes you can potentially avoid."

"I will fuck the winner, the one with the fewest remaining lashes, in her cunt while the loser pleasures the Mistress and then, after a break, fuck the loser in her ass while the winner pleasures the Mistress. Of course, since I'll fuck the winner first, the ass-fuck might take awhile."

"Now don't worry," the Mistress said, "If you don't earn back all the strokes, I promise you will get still get any remaining lashes afterwards."

Karen was nervous, looking at the size of even the smallest dildo; it was still almost as large as the driver's cock. How would she be able to take even that in her ass, let alone the largest one? Of course, she also knew she had no choice if she wanted to avoid dozens of lashes.

"Shall we get started?" the Master asked. He and the Mistress both picked up a stop watch from the cabinet and moved over to a king-size bed, one of several scattered around the room. They positioned themselves lying on the bed, side by side next to each other and spread their legs. The invitation was obvious and Mai and Karen moved over between their legs.

"Are you both ready?"

At their "Yes, Master," he started his stop watch.

Karen almost forgot everything she had learned in the last four days in her haste to get him to climax within the five minute time period, immediately taking his not yet fully hard cock in her mouth and sucking it frantically. The Master made a disapproving sound. "I thought you would have been better trained by now. Maybe we need to up your training to four men per day."

Karen shuddered, but slowed down and began putting her training into action. She started licking, first the shaft to get it slick and then his balls; steeling herself, she began licking lower toward his ass. Her tongue slowly made its way down, then circled his asshole, finally penetrating it. All the while she was slowly jacking off his now rock hard cock with her hand. After a few minutes, she knew she was making progress when he groaned. Beside him the Mistress was muttering encouragement to Mai and beginning to thrust with her hips.

"Yes, yes, right there. Oh, that's good, now suck my clit. Harder, I'm almost there. Keep sucking and finger my ass. Faster, dammit; move that tongue faster." 

With a scream the Mistress came. Mai continued licking all through her orgasm until it subsided.

"That took six minutes; very good, Mai. You just earned back eight strokes."

Karen had tried not to let herself get distracted. In the meantime, she had replaced her tongue in the Master's ass with the tip of her wetted finger and was slowly inserting it as she began to slowly deep-throat him, while swirling her tongue around the shaft. Her practice with Charles and Jack helped and she was able to get almost all of him down her throat. He finally began thrusting with his hips. Karen realized that the Mistress had leaned over and was kissing him passionately. She thought that was probably helping. Finally, he grabbed her head and pulled her tight to his crotch, pushing the last inch or so of his thick cock down her throat, something she had not quite been able to do on her own. Karen choked, her throat spasming, but the Master held her firmly. Karen was very aware when his cock erupted and began to spray his hot seed down her throat. After maybe fifteen or twenty seconds he let go and slowly withdrew, until just the head and another inch or so was in her mouth as he finished cumming. Karen gasped for breath and without being told, swallowed all the cum and began to lick his softening cock clean.

"That took eight and a half minutes; that's actually pretty good. If you hadn't tried to rush at first, you could have done it even faster. We'll round it down to eight and let you have four strokes back."

The Master got up off the bed and opened a bottle of champagne that was in an ice bucket on the large, well-stocked bar. He poured two glasses, took a sip from one and brought the other over to the Mistress. Next, he surprised Karen by saying, "You two will have to get your own glasses."

"Thanks, dear, just what I needed," his wife said as she took her glass.

Dubiously, Karen followed Mai over and watched while Mai filled two more glasses. She handed Karen a glass and also pushed a buzzer on the bar. As Karen sipped the champagne, a maid came down with another bottle of champagne in a fresh ice bucket, took the partially empty bottle and left.

Seeing Karen's surprise, the Mistress shook her head sadly and said, "Karen, Karen, Karen; look, there is no doubt that we will humiliate you, hurt you and fuck you; for us, that's the whole point. However, we won't do it in small things. Your living quarters are nice; you eat the same food and drink the same liquors we do. Our pleasure is making you hurt in here, fucking you, and occasionally letting other people hurt you and fuck you, not making you totally miserable all the time. It's a fine distinction, but lost on some people, even some of our friends. The bidder bidding for you against my husband runs a series of S&M brothels. You would have had four to six sessions like this a day, each with different clients, lived in a seedy dormitory, had common food and no alcohol. He's always bidding because usually his girls find some way to kill themselves within the first few years. He really doesn't mind. At that point they're getting a little old, his customers want someone new anyway, and he has already made a fortune on each one."

Karen shuddered; as bad as this was, she could only now imagine how bad it could have been. Surprising herself, she knelt at the Master's feet, put her head down and cried. "Thank you," she finally choked out.

"Don't mention it. And just this once, I will ignore the fact that you spoke without permission and didn't call me Master," he laughed. "Now, let's get back to work."

They moved over two parallel platforms, maybe three feet high and two feet apart. Without being asked, Mai stepped up the steps onto one platform and then moved one foot over to the other platform. The position spread her legs wide, especially as petite as she was. The Mistress took out the smallest kelgecisor. "Lube or no lube," she asked. 

Karen realized that 'no lube' would hurt more going in, but make it easier to hold it in. Conversely, 'lube' would ease the insertion, but make it harder to grip the slippery, weighted dildo. 

"No lube, Mistress," Mai stated.

"Wait," the Master ordered. He took out the egg-shaped device in the box and produced a bottle of lubricant, saying "you probably will want lube for this one." He stepped behind Mai. "Spread," he ordered. Mai bent slightly forward and reached back with both hands, spreading her ass. Mai grunted as the Master inserted the egg deep in her ass. He then moved over to the dido box and picked up a remote control which Karen had not noticed before. Smiling, he turned a dial and Mai started when the egg in her ass began to vibrate. "Now we're ready."

"So be it." The Mistress stepped up between Mai's spread legs and shoved the kelgecisor into her cunt. Mai yelped, and then was silent, focusing on making sure she could hold it in. The Master had started his stop watch.

After one minute, he called, "Time" and Mai relaxed and let the kelgecisor slip out. "Relax a minute and then we will go up to the next one."

Mai knelt down on one of the platforms, unable to sit because of the handle of the egg-shaped vibrator sticking out of her ass. After a brief hesitation, Karen retrieved Mai's champagne glass, which she hadn't quite finished and brought it to her. Neither the Master nor Mistress complained, and Mai accepted it gratefully and swigged it down, handing the empty glass back to Karen.

"OK, next one," the Mistress said. Obediently, Mai repositioned herself and the Mistress thrust the metal shaft home in her cunt. This one seemed to go in easier, Mai making no sound, even though it was heavier and therefore thicker than the last. Again, Mai focused and held it in.

Once more, after one minute, the Master called, "Time" and Mai relaxed and let the heavier kelgecisor slip out. At this point, Mai was starting to breath heavier. "Relax again for a minute and then we will go up to the next one. The next one will start getting harder."

Mai looked nervous when she spread her legs this time. The next device weighed one and a half pounds; a lot of weight to grip with your cunt muscles, especially with a vibrator in your ass. Nevertheless, Mai managed. She bit her lip when the Mistress thrust it home. Obviously, the additional weight meant a bigger shaft and additional pain. Mai was sweating and panting, but still holding on when the Master finally said, "Time." Gratefully Mai relaxed, let the device drop and then collapsed to her knees on the platform. "Two more to go, Mai." the Mistress advised. It was obvious to Karen that Mai didn't think she was going to be able to do the next two.

The Master moved back to the bar, opened the new bottle of champagne and brought the bottle back. He filled the glass Karen was holding. Karen handed the glass to Mai, who drank it gratefully, then handed the half-empty glass back to Karen.

"Ready?" the Mistress inquired. At Mai's nod, the mistress slowly, and with some difficulty, pushed the now two-pound kelgecisor into her opening. Mai grunted; obviously she had reached the point where the size was becoming an issue. Mai struggled, sweat breaking out on her forehead. Mai was panting heavily now, biting her lip. Karen was not sure what was going on until Mai screamed and her spasming cunt shoved the heavy dildo violently out. It was only then that Karen realized that Mai had climaxed. 

"That's pretty good," the Master commented. "That means you have already earned back fourteen stokes." Mai nodded and climbed down off the platforms. Karen gulped; it was now her turn.

Trembling, she climbed up the platform Mai had just vacated. Spreading her legs, she paced one foot on the opposite platform. Meanwhile, the Master had removed the vibrator from Mai's ass, had her lick it clean and then re-lubed it. Stepping behind Karen, he said "Spread." Reluctantly, blushing hotly, Karen bent forward, reached back and spread her ass. As slippery as it was, the insertion of the egg was not terribly painful, but the device was still big enough to cause some stretching pain, so like Mai, Karen grunted as he shoved it in. The Master turned the dial on the control and the vibrator began to buzz away in her ass. It felt strange, but wasn't really all that sexually stimulating.

"No lube, I presume?" the Mistress asked. At Karen's nod, she then asked "Ready?" As Karen nodded again, she pushed the smallest kelgecisor into Karen's cunt. It went in pretty easy; Karen had to admit that watching Mai had gotten her at least a little wet.

Karen tightened her cunt muscles as best she could. Like most women, these were one set of muscles she had never spent any time strengthening even if she should have. As soon as she did, the tension forced the dildo against the buzzing egg in her ass, transferring the vibrations through the shaft to her clit. Karen now realized why Mai had cum. The more she strained her cunt muscles, the stronger the vibrations were to her cunt and the underside of her clit. Karen bit her lip.

After what seemed like forever, the Master called "Time." Gratefully Karen relaxed and let the dildo slide out.

Mai brought Karen a fresh glass of champagne which Karen sipped gratefully. All too soon, it was time and Karen positioned herself again. The next dildo was larger, and of course heavier. The extra width stretched Karen's cunt and also pressed more firmly against the vibrator in her ass. Karen tightened her muscles, but almost dropped the kelgecisor when the intensity of the vibrator suddenly increased. She realized now that the Master had upped the dial on his remote. She suddenly remembered Mai's little jumps and realized that he must have been doing the same to her.

The weight was heavy and Karen had to reluctantly admit that the stretching of her cunt combined with the vibrator in her ass was starting to get to her. She felt the weight slipping and frantically tightened down her muscles, but that just made the stimulation more intense. Karen bit her lip, trying to distract herself. Finally, the Master again called, "Time." Karen relaxed gratefully.

Inserting the third one was harder, despite the wetness now dripping from Karen's cunt. The kelgecisors were all the same length; the only thing that changed was the girth. The girth was considerable this time and Karen grunted as the Mistress had to use considerable force to shove it all the way into Karen's opening. The added width made the vibrator's stimulation greater, especially when the Master turned the intensity up once again. Karen bit her lip and dug her nails into her palms, straining not only to hold the heavy weight, but also to keep from getting further aroused. Neither distraction was working. Every few seconds, she could feel the dildo slide a little bit down, and when she frantically tightened her cunt muscles, that added to her stimulation. Starting the climb to orgasm, like Mai before her, Karen began to pant. Finally her cunt just couldn't hold it any longer and the dildo started sliding down. Fortunately for Karen, just at that moment, the Master called "Time."

After a few minutes of rest, Karen was once again in position and grunting as the Mistress, with difficulty, worked the two pound kelgecisor all the way into Karen's dripping depths. The Mistress had to push it in a little at a time, stop and then push in more. The whole process was a lot like getting fucked and was having the predictable effect on Karen, especially when the Master once again turned up the intensity. "Damn but she's tight," the Mistress commented to her husband. Karen felt herself blush and almost lost control of the heavy weight as the Mistress finally decided it was all the way in and let go of it.

The weight began slipping and Karen tightened down, pushing it back up, but Karen knew she was in trouble. Her cunt muscles were exhausted and the dildo stretched her so tight that the vibrator might just have well been in her cunt pressing on her clit as in her ass. Karen struggled, but eventually, just like Mai before her, she screamed and climaxed. She was lucky, though, as her first spasm did not totally push the intruder out and before she could finish expelling it, the Master called "Time" again. Karen sank down gratefully.

"One more to go," the Master advised.

The last one was huge and it took the Mistress a few minutes to work it all in, especially since Karen again climaxed halfway through the process. However it was finally seated and one last time the Master increased the vibrator's intensity as the Mistress finally let go. Karen climaxed again almost immediately. This time she was not as fortunate and lost control of the kelgecisor, which dropped to the heavily carpeted floor with a dull thump.

"Pretty good," commented the Master. "But I was almost sure you weren't going to last through this one. Anyway, that means you've earned back another ten strokes, for a total of fourteen. That ties you with Mai, at least for now."

After another short break, accompanied by more champagne, it was time for the third contest. The Master had them lie side by side on the bed with their heads hanging off the side, a pillow under their hips and their feet flat on the bed. He handed Mai the first dildo. Mai put it into her mouth and with one smooth push, buried it all the way down her throat. Karen shuddered as she saw the slight bulge in Mai's slender throat that showed how deep the dildo had reached.

"Excellent, Mai, that's all ten inches," the Master advised her. Mai quickly pulled it out, coughed once, swallowed and lay back. "Now for the cunt," the Master demanded. Mai positioned the tip at her entrance and again, with one smooth push, began to bury it in her cunt. This time was harder. Karen could see that the first six or seven inches went in easily, but then Mai hit her cervix. Nevertheless, she continued pushing, straining, and slowly another inch and another inch disappeared. Karen couldn't believe someone so petite could get all ten inches into her cunt. However, finally the Master said, "That's all ten inches. Well done." Grimacing painfully, Mai extracted the long shaft.




Karen's Slavery Ch. 04



"One more opening to go, Mai," the Master advised her cheerfully. Mai nodded and rolled up a bit to give herself access to her asshole. She hesitated then. "You have a question?" the Master asked.

"Yes, Master. My I have some lube?"

"Certainly, my dear," he answered, handing over the bottle he had used earlier. Mai took it gratefully and lubed up the dildo and finally covered a finger and pushed it into her ass. She moved it around some, and then withdrew it. Taking a breath, she repeated the same smooth motion she had used earlier and pushed the dildo into her ass. She groaned a bit as it went in, but never stopped pushing. Eventually, the Master said, "That's the full ten inches. Congratulations, you just earned back another twelve strokes. Now, clean it for Karen and let's see what she can do." Mai obediently removed the dildo from her ass, licked it clean and then handed it to Karen.

Karen shuddered; the dildo that had just come from Mai's ass was going in her mouth next, never mind that Mai had licked it clean. Nevertheless, with no choice, Karen opened her mouth and put the tip in. She gagged for a moment, then steeling herself, tried to imitate Mai by pushing it into her throat in on smooth motion. She managed the first eight inches, choked, and then gave one last shove, feeling the hard dildo lodging deep in her throat. Choking, she pulled it out. 

"Congratulations, you got all ten inches. For a moment there, I didn't think you would make it," the Mistress said. "I guess your time with Jack and the others is paying off."

Karen nodded and hesitantly placed the tip at the lips of her cunt. Taking a deep breath, she shoved it in, howling at the sudden splitting pain. It went in maybe seven inches, hit the end of her channel and stopped. Determinedly, Karen kept pushing, grunting with the pain of the dildo pressing on her cervix. Slowly she managed another two inches, but that was it. As she kept pushing she felt her cervix being forced open; the pain was terrible and she panicked and yanked the intruder out. "That was only nine inches. Hopefully you can get more in your ass. It may not be as wide, but it should be deeper," the Master commented.

Mai handed the lube to Karen who began coating the dildo, drawing it out as much as she could. Finally, blushing madly, she lubricated her finger and pushed it into her ass while everyone watched. Taking a cue from Mai, she moved it around a bit and then withdrew it. Taking a deep breath, she placed the tip at her asshole. Other than the fuck by the Master her first day, her ass was totally virgin. Karen knew even this smallest dildo was going to stretch her out terribly. Karen began inserting it, pushing slowly; it hurt but maybe not as bad as she feared. She kept pushing and eventually came to the widest part. Now it did hurt; Karen felt like she was splitting her ass in two. Still she pushed. Once her ass had stretched over the widest part, it wasn't so bad and she was finally able to seat all ten inches in her formerly snug little ass.

"You did it," the Master congratulated her. "Now take it out, clean it and we can move on." Karen pulled it out, sighing as the awful stretching pain finally stopped. Trying not to breathe through her nose, she licked it clean. When the Master was satisfied, she handed it to him and collapsed back on the bed. "OK, so now Karen earned back another eleven strokes to Mai's twelve. That means she is at twenty-five and Mai is at twenty six. I just love these close contests."

It was now Mai's turn as the Mistress handed her the "middle-size" dildo. "Enjoy," she commented to Mai.

Mai looked at the dildo dubiously for a moment, sighed and put the tip in her mouth. Again she started a slow, smooth push and the intruder began disappearing into her mouth. However, when she came to the widest part, she stopped, used one hand to rub the sides of her jaw, tried to open her mouth wider and pushed some more. Karen could see her throat spasm and she paused again, breathing heavily through her nose. Finally with one determined push, she managed to get it in all the way, gagging, her throat spasming some more. Tears were leaking from her eyes, and at the Master's nod, she quickly withdrew it, panting heavily and collapsing back on the bed.

"Pretty big, huh?" the Master asked rhetorically. "You made it though; that's another eight strokes you've won back. I'm starting to get worried that I will have almost no one left to whip."

After a moment, Mai roused herself and placed the tip at the entrance to her cunt. She began smoothly inserting it again. However, when she came to the widest part again, she stopped, spread her legs wider and then pushed some more. As the largest part began to stretch her cunt, she began making little whimpering sounds, Nevertheless she kept pushing , bottomed out and then pushed some more. The whimpers were getting louder. Unlike last time, when she reached the nine-inch mark she just couldn't go any further. Crying in a combination of pain and frustration, she pulled it out.

"Cheer up, Mai. You still earned back another six strokes," the Mistress consoled her. Mai nodded and fell back on the bed.

After a couple of minutes, the Master said, "One more opening to go, and then it will be Karen's turn."

Mai sighed in resignation and placed the tip of the dildo at her asshole; she thought about it a minute, then remembered the lube. She picked up the bottle of lube from between her and Karen, lubed up the dildo and then finally her ass. Ready at last, she again placed the tip at her asshole and began pushing. As usual, she paused as she neared the widest part, but this time put both hands on the end, took a deep breath and shoved. She let out a shriek, but managed to shove the entire remainder up her ass in a single stroke. 

"Wow, you got all ten inches in, the last four with one shove; impressive, Mai, impressive," the Master said in astonishment. "That's a total of forty eight strokes you've earned back.

Crying a bit now, Mai gently extracted the object, and without being told, licked it clean and then handed it to Karen. Karen had been watching the whole action, especially the last, in horrid fascination. She noticed that, even though the dildo was now out, Mai's little asshole was still gaping widely. Slowly it began to close, but Karen wondered if it would ever really be the same again.

When Mai handed her the dildo, Karen realized that she would soon be able to find out for herself. Hesitantly, Karen put the tip in her mouth and took a deep breath through her nose. That proved to be a mistake; Mai might have licked it clean, but the dildo still had a distinct smell. Shuddering, Karen began pushing it into her mouth and down her throat. Since the length was the same, it wasn't really going any further down her throat, but although the tip was the same size as before, it tapered a lot quicker to reach the greater full width. This added width was stretching her lips wide and almost entirely blocking her throat as she continued pushing it in. Despite the smell, Karen was forced to breathe through her nose. Eventually she reached the point where no more would go in. At this point her air was cut off, so desperately Karen gave it one last shove, gagged, and finally, defeated, began pulling it out.

"I'm disappointed, Karen. That was only nine inches. Well no matter, you still earn back six strokes, but Mai is increasing her lead. You better try harder on the last two."

After resting a moment, Karen put the dildo tip at her cunt entrance and began to push determinedly. She got the entire front part inside in one push, and then began slowly working it deeper, her cunt lips spread obscenely wide around the thick shaft. She grimaced when it bottomed out, but kept pushing. When she thought she could go no further, she took a deep breath and shoved with both hands. Like Mai, she let out a shriek at the sudden stretching pain, but managed to get the rest of the dildo all the way up her punished canal.

"That's better; you got all ten inches in," commented the Master.

Karen pulled it out, and without resting, began to lube it up. Blushing again, she reached back and stuck first one and then two of her oily fingers up her ass. She moved them around, screwing her eyes shut with the pain. Prepared as she could be, she removed them and placed the tip of the dildo at her rectal entrance. Shoving determinedly, she got the first six tapered inches in, but then hit a point where she was afraid her ass was splitting, the pain was so intense. Nevertheless, like Mai, she took a deep breath and tried to shove the rest in in one motion. However, without Mai's two years of experience with the Master's thick cock in her ass, she only got in another two inches, screaming as she pushed. Panting now, tears dripping from her eyes, she managed to cram another inch in, before stopping again. Groaning now, she kept pushing, but she just couldn't make any more go in. Defeated, she began pulling the horrible thing out, trying not to think about the fact that the last one was wider yet.

"Only nine inches that time; still, in total, you earned back another twenty lashes. That puts you at forty-five to Mai's forty-eight. Lick it clean and then let's take a break before we go to the last one." Karen did as ordered and then followed the little group over to the bar, walking gingerly because of her throbbing ass, and gratefully accepted another glass of champagne from Mai.

"OK, let get this finished; I am just dying to start fucking you girls," the Master said after a few minutes.

"Yeah, and I am just dying to be eaten," the Mistress added.

Back on the bed, Mai took the last dildo from the Master, shaking as she looked at the size. Nevertheless, she steeled herself, put the tip in her mouth and began pushing. However, by the time she almost reached the widest part, her mouth was stretched as wide as possible, and there was still more to go. She pushed harder, tears forming, but there was just no way the widest part was going to fit. Crying openly now, she gave up.

"Hey, that's not fair," commented the Mistress. "If it physically won't fit, there's nothing she can do."

"The Johnson slave got it all in," retorted the Master.

"Yes, but she had her front teeth knocked out in that fight before she became a slave and Johnson never replaced them."

"Oh, right; I forgot about that. OK, OK, we'll give them both half credit, two inches for the mouth, but they still have to do the cunt and ass. Those will both stretch, not comfortably, but they will stretch. Fine girls, you each earn another six strokes back and you can skip the mouth. Now, Mai, let's see how much you can get in your cunt."

Still shaking, Mai put the tip to her cunt and began pushing. Her push faltered as she approached the widest part. Frustrated, she shoved hard and finally seated the widest part, then kept working the dildo in. This time when she bottomed out, she was sweating, biting her lip and trying not to scream from the stretching. She kept trying to force more in, but just couldn't do it. Finally she gave up and withdrew it.

"Eight inches, not so good. Maybe you should take a break and we'll see what Karen can get in, before we move on to your ass."

Mai handed the dildo, still slick with her juices to a nervous Karen. She knew this was going to hurt. Nevertheless, with no choice, she positioned the monstrous shaft and began pushing. More and more disappeared in her hole until finally she reached the widest part. At that point, the tip was already bottoming out and Karen realized that the stretching was actually shortening her canal a bit. Biting her lip, she kept pushing, working in inch after inch until no more would fit. She could almost feel her cervix being forced open by the cruel pressure. Tears in her eyes, she gave up and removed it.

"That was nine inches; that ties both you and Mai at sixty lashes. We are down to the final contest, whoever wins this one, wins it all."

Wordlessly Karen handed the dildo back to Mai, who began lubing up both it and then her ass. Mai positioned it at her asshole, seated just the tip and paused. Holding the end with both hands, she shoved as hard as she could, unsuccessfully trying to stifle her scream. Lubricated by the oil and propelled by the shove, the dildo sank into her ass, passing the widest part and still moving. It ran out of steam at the nine inch mark though and it took Mai another minute to collect herself. With one last shove, accompanied by another shriek, she seated the last inch. Whimpering, she slowly pulled it out, wincing as each inch moved out of her sorely-stretched hole.

"All ten inches; I knew you could do it. Well done. That's a total of seventy-two lashes you have avoided. Let's see if Karen can equal that."

Karen was not sure she could do as well, but tried hard. She just couldn't make herself use Mai's technique though, and tried working it in slowly. By the time she reached the widest part, she too, was whimpering; nevertheless she kept pushing, seating first one inch, then two, and finally three inches on the wide marked part deep in her sorely-abused ass. She tried to get the last inch in, crying hard now, but just couldn't make herself do it. Finally giving up, she pulled it out, feeling like she was shitting the world's fattest and longest turd.

"That was only nine inches, Karen, so Mai wins by three points. That also means you have only earned back sixty-nine lashes. That means we owe you thirty-one strokes and Mai twenty-eight. I think we will start with the first round of fucking then take a long break to give my cock time to recover," the Master said. "We'll do the lashes last. As we said, first I'll fuck Mai while Karen pleasures the Mistress."

"I have a better idea, honey. Why don't we all do it together? I'll lie down on my back and spread my legs wide. Mai can get on her knees and bend down to eat me. Karen can lie on her back with her head between Mai's knees on a pillow. You can straddle Karen and fuck Mai. For a change of pace, you can pull out and stick your cock in Karen's mouth. In the meantime, she can lick Mai's cunt and clit while you fuck her."

"I like it. OK, new plan, so let's get started." 

Everyone took their assigned places, Karen on her back between Mai's knees, looking up at Mai's cunt an inch or so above her face. At first the situation appalled her, but then she reasoned it was really nothing new. She had already sucked the Master's cock, swallowed his cum, licked Mai's cunt and swallowed her juices, so it was just a combination of things she had already done. She gave a mental shrug.

"Get me wet," the Master ordered sticking his rock-hard cock down to Karen's face. Karen obediently licked it all over and then took it in her mouth, using her tongue on the hard shaft. Meanwhile, Mai, ass up and head down in the Mistress's cunt, had begun licking the Mistress's already leaking juices. After a moment, the Master pulled out of Karen's mouth and positioned his cock at Mai's entrance. He buried the entire eight inches with one brutal shove. Mai grunted into the Mistress's cunt at the sudden painful intrusion.

The Master began a slow fuck, taking long strokes all the way in and all the way out. "Lick her," he ordered Karen. Obediently Karen began licking Mai's clit and cunt, tasting Mai's juices which were already flowing. She also licked Mai's cunt lips and the bottom of the Master's cock as it moved in and out of Mai's stretched pussy. After five minutes or so, Karen could hear the Mistress beginning to pant and encourage Mai to lick her harder. The Master pulled out and, not missing a stroke, drove his cock deep into Karen's waiting mouth. Karen accepted him, feeling him drive deep, beginning to enter her throat. With a couple of more strokes, he had buried his entire cock in her throat and his pubic bone was pressing hard against her nose. He took a few more strokes like that and then pulled out and returned to Mai's cunt. Karen coughed once and returned to her licking. This kept up for another ten minutes or so, by which time the Mistress had cum at least three times and Mai had cum once. Finally the Master drove into Mai one last time and held himself still. Karen watched, licking Mai's clit, as he emptied his balls into Mai. After another minute, the Master pulled out and his cum began to leak out onto Karen's face.

"Clean her out," the Master ordered. Mai contracted her cunt muscles as she came one last time and Karen licked as fast as she could, trying to get all the sticky semen now pouring out of Mai. When the flow stopped, Karen licked all around her cunt and then stuck her tongue as deep as she could in the opening. Finally finished, she dropped her head back.

"Now clean me," the Master ordered. Karen licked his cock clean of both his seed and Mai's juices, taking his softening cock all the way into her throat. Satisfied, the Master moved back and Mai shakily got to her feet. Karen followed next while the Master extended his hand and helped his wife to her feet.

The group moved over to the bar. Apparently, without Karen noticing, a maid had come in during the last episode and laid out a baked brie and cracker plate along with white wines and yet another bottle of champagne. Karen suddenly realized she was both famished and very thirsty. The group stood at the bar, eating and drinking, resting up for the next session.

"You may both speak freely, until the next session starts. I suppose we really should give Karen a bit of an orientation to our little community," the Master said, "and some of the reasons for it."

"The Mistress and I are very wealthy. I founded and eventually sold a small software company. By the time I sold it, it had grown, and I personally netted close to one hundred million dollars, and that was after taxes. The Mistress developed something for the military which she still can't talk about, even to me. Whatever it was, her share was worth more than my whole company. We met while when we were both at an entrepreneur conference discussing potential investment opportunities. For me, it was lust at first sight and eventually I convinced her to pool our resources, so to speak. We never make the Forbes list, but mostly that's because we don't advertise all our holdings."

"We have a large staff here, currently twenty. Besides Jack, there are also the head groundskeeper and three assistants, a head chef and two assistants, a house mistress and three maids, our mechanic / second driver, Charles, the butler / house master, our head of security and five more permanent security officers. All of them were selected partially for their resumes and partially because they were already involved in the BDSM lifestyle. We try to keep to couples, although in our unique environment those pairings are subject to change."

"Given that we have at least quarterly staff parties down here, everyone has already had sex and a lot more with each other's partners, so that cuts down the jealousy and tension a lot. The staff tends to mostly be dominants; hence the need for you slaves, although the three maids, one groundskeeper and both junior cooks are all submissives. By the way, we have decided that the next party down here will be strictly a staff affair. That will give you more time to be ready for your public debut. It will also give you a chance to see non-slaves begging for the same sorts of treatment we give you, and enjoying it. The submissives will be wearing leather collars with buckles. Anyone you see in the house or at one of our parties with a collar they can remove is there voluntarily even if someone may call them 'slave'; if the collars are like yours, they are true slaves. You may speak freely to everyone except the Mistress and I. You may call the collared submissives by name, the rest you will call 'Sir' or Ma'am."




Karen's Slavery Ch. 04



"The staff are all very well paid; even the maids make at least $100,000 per year and since we supply housing in the chateau, and all food, liquor, medical expenses and private schooling for children if and when they have any, they really spend very little of it. The rest is invested, along with our money, in shares of our holding company. Trust me, the Mistress and I are very good at investing, so their nest eggs are doing quite well. Of course they all also get the benefit of each other as well as slaves like you to play with. Given all that, we will probably only ever have any staff turnover when someone finally decides to take their money and retire elsewhere."

"As you know, the US is not as safe as it once was. Despite our relatively low profile, with our wealth, we are still targets. Jack travels with the Mistress anytime she goes anywhere alone, as a combination driver, assistant, bodyguard and lover. He is an ex-SEAL with a Masters degree in business; after he left the SEALs, he went into executive protection part-time while getting his advanced degree. Not only that, but both the Mistress and I could probably still qualify for most elite military units at this point and away from the compound, we're almost always armed. And yes, we are paranoid. Because of that, as I said, we generally keep as low a profile as we can, other than participating in the occasional slave auction of course," he concluded with a smirk. 

"The house and grounds are computer-monitored with artificial intelligence algorithms, as well as at least one security officer on monitoring duty for the basement, the grounds and the rest of the house at all times. The monitoring computers have no WIFI or connections to the internet, so they would be very difficult to hack. The top of the wall is electrified, and there are two lines of ground monitors just inside the wall. By the way, the first set will send a painful tingle through your collar if you get too close; the second will knock you on your butt. The electricity at the top of the wall would likely be fatal, so I would discourage any thoughts of escape."

"So, any questions?"

Karen was struggling to take all this in and really had no questions, at least at the moment, so she shook her head.

"Very well; by the way, Mai, the normal staff rotation will resume tomorrow. Let Chloe know." The Master explained, "As we pointed out, we have a staff of twenty, so I developed a computer program. Each day, the program selects two staff, three now, to enjoy the slaves' 'favors' that day. You have every Saturday off, because we will usually either have parties or at least the Mistress and I both here to use the 'playroom', as well as the day before a party for preparation and two days after each party to recover. That typically means each staff member got one or now maybe two days each week with you slaves. When their name comes up, the selectee can either accept, postpone, where their name goes back in and the next person is selected, or decline. Our submissives usually decline, unless their 'Master' insists. Some 'Masters' love having their submissives submit to a slave; they think it heightens the humiliation. They can also swap positions, if, for example a Master and his submissive both want to come down. If you entertain two on one day, you get the next day off. With a third slave here, I had to completely reprogram the algorithms, but it is back up and running now."

"Do, do we come in here?" asked Karen nervously.

"No, usually this is straight sex, although they can bring vibrators, nipple clamps, anal plugs and such if they want. Still, it is always much less intense than the 'playroom'. One other change, you can discontinue your lessons with Chloe and Mai. Some of the female staff complained to the Mistress that I was discriminating against them, because the men were getting to come down and get blowjobs, but they weren't. So we will send two of our female staff down each day instead."

Karen listened to all this quietly, realizing there was no point in protest. She noticed, though, that Mai looked disappointed at this last announcement and realized that Mai really did like women instead of men. She knew from earlier conversations that the male staff frequently preferred Mai to Chloe and she now realized that this was likely one of the reasons. Conversely, the female staff frequently preferred the heterosexual Chloe probably for the same reason; making the slaves do something that they found distasteful. While she was thinking about all this, the Master had been idly stroking his cock, which now began to harden.

"I think we're ready for the next session. Everyone finish your drinks and we'll get started," he ordered.

The positions were the reverse of last time. The Mistress was still lying on her back, but this time it was Karen on her hands and knees with her head down in the Mistress's cunt. Mai was now lying on her back between Karen's spread-out knees, with her head directly below Karen's cunt. The Master was straddling Mai's slender body behind Karen, lubing up his hard cock and Karen's asshole. Satisfied, he placed the fat head of his shaft at her asshole. "Ready?" he asked.

With no choice, Karen reluctantly answered "Yes, Master."

The Master took a firm grip on Karen's hips and slammed all eight inches of his cock into her ass in one brutal stroke. Karen screamed into the Mistress's cunt and tried to rear up. However, the Mistress had anticipated this and grasped Karen's head firmly. Despite Karen's struggles, she kept her head where it was, giving Karen a personal demonstration of the strength she had witnessed days earlier in the exercise area.

"Keep licking," the Mistress ordered. Karen tried, but groaned as the Master completely withdrew his cock and then screamed once again when he drove it back in. He did this several times. Eventually Karen was just whimpering rather than screaming and he began a slow ass fucking.

"Push back with your asshole when I'm driving in," the Master ordered, "and then tighten when I'm pulling back. If you do that, you'll relax your sphincter and tighten the channel when I'm pushing in. That will hurt you less and make it better for me as well. Tightening when I'm pulling out will hurt you more, but makes it better for me and I'm the one I care about, so do it."

Karen did her best to comply. After about twenty minutes of this, Karen could only groan and lick. Her ass was in agony and her tongue was tired. Every so often the Master would pull out and drive his cock into Mai's waiting mouth, fucking her mouth for several strokes before returning to Karen's now-gaping asshole. That helped with the lubrication some as well as giving Karen a few minutes of respite. In the meantime, Mai was licking Karen's cunt. Karen had to admit that the licking and penetration were getting to her, despite the pain. After another couple of minutes, she couldn't hold back, cumming with a scream into the Mistress's cunt and, for the first time, spraying Mai's face with her own cum. Her scream pushed the Mistress over one last time. The spasms from her orgasm also heightened the Master's pleasure and he picked up the pace. Her orgasm finished, the Mistress pushed Karen's head away and rolled over. 

"No more, no more" she ordered. "Mai, why don't you take my place?" Mai eagerly complied, sliding out from under the Master's legs and taking the Mistress's position beneath Karen's head. "Now lick her," the Mistress ordered Karen, moving back next to her husband to watch him fucking Karen's ass.

Karen struggled to comply, although at this point her mouth and tongue were both exhausted. Fortunately, the Master finally came soon thereafter, and while his cock was still spasming, flooding Karen's bowels with his seed, Mai also came. Karen collapsed gratefully, her head still in Mai's crotch.

The Master waited a few seconds and then withdrew his softening cock from Karen's ass. Karen could feel that her poor asshole was still gaping. "Isn't that cute?" the Mistress commented. "Look how wide her little ass is still gaping with all your cum dripping out. Mai, get back here and start cleaning her up." Mai complied as the Master moved around to Karen's head and stuck his cock in her face. Obediently, Karen began licking it clean, finally taking it deep in her mouth and sucking out the last of his salty cum. In the meantime, Mai was taking her time, licking Karen's cunt and ass, sucking the Master's cum up. Despite herself, Karen came again, the convulsions forcing the last of the Master's cum out of her ass and into Mai's mouth.

"Well, that was fun, but now it's time for your lashes. I believe Mai is owed twenty-eight and Karen is owed thirty one. However, I just remembered, I still owe Mai one stroke from our last session. We'll do the standard right tit, left tit, cunt and asshole distribution. Mai, that means you will get seven on each for the first twenty-eight. Where do you want the extra stroke?"

"I, I guess my left tit, Master," Mai said hesitantly.

"Very well; Karen, you will get eight everywhere except one area. Which area do you want to spare?"

"My puss..., I mean cunt, Master."

"Great; now if everyone will step over to the 'TAC Machine', we'll select the instruments." The group moved over to a table with what looked like two slot machines. Although Mai already understood them, the Master explained for Karen's benefit. "I bought these slot machines and had them modified. The 'TAC Machine' helps decide punishment instruments for your Tits, Ass, and Cunt, hence the name. The other selects which toys to play with. I haven't come up with a name for it yet, other than the 'Toy Box'. On the 'TAC Machine' there are four wheels, each with space for twelve pictures. There are two pictures each of a whip, a riding crop, some birches, the cat-o-nine-tails, a belt and a blank space. You simply pull the handle and whichever instrument is displayed gets used on that area. The first picture is for the right tit, the second the left, the third the ass and the fourth the cunt. If you get all four of the same instrument, your strokes are halved. If you get a blank space, those strokes are omitted completely. If you get all blanks, not only are all strokes omitted, but you get a pass on your next appearance in here. Clear enough?"

"Yes, Master," Karen replied, thinking about it and hoping for a good pull.

"Great; Mai you're senior, so you get first pull."

Mai stepped up and pulled. She got cat, blank, riding crop and birches.

"Good pull, Mai," the Master commented. "You got a blank where you had selected the extra stroke. So you get seven lashes with the cat on your right tit, nothing on your left, seven lashes with the riding crop on your asshole and seven lashes with the birches on your cunt. Too bad about that last," he said in mock sympathy. "OK, Karen, your pull."

Karen stepped up and pulled, praying for blanks. She didn't get any; instead, she got birches, birches, whip and cat. Karen turned white, thinking about what that meant.

"Oh, not so good Karen; well, better luck next time. Shall we get started? Mai, you're up first for your right tit."

The Master moved them over to a low padded flattened half oval. It was raised a foot or so off the floor and then the top curved smoothly into a semi-oval. Knowing what was expected, Mai sat down on the floor with her back to the oval. The Mistress knelt down and fastened a heavy strap just above her hips. Mai then arched her back over the oval, stretching her arms back over her head..

"Take her hands, Karen and pull her back tightly. We want her tits stretched out and pointed at the ceiling. Then hold her tightly while she gets her lashes. If you let go, you'll both be punished," the Mistress said.

In the meantime, the Master had retrieved the cat and taken a position next to Mai's right side. He presented it for Mai to kiss, and then stepped back. "Ready?" he asked Mai.

At her nervous nod, he brought the cat up and then viciously down directly on Mai's right tit. Mai shrieked and tried to jerk her hands out of Karen's grasp to cover her abused tit, but Karen held on. Sobbing, Mai managed to choke out, "One, Master."

The punishment continued. By the end, Mai's entire small breast was covered with welts and darker blotches where the knotted tips had struck, and although red and visibly throbbing, the nipple was rock hard. A sobbing Mai was released. 

"Your turn, Karen," the Mistress said.

Nervously Karen assumed her position, watching the Mistress tighten the strap above her hips and feeling Mai grab her outstretched hands, bending her back over the oval. In the meantime, the Master went over and retrieved the birches.

"These are fiberglass, but they are exact copies of a real bundle of birch switches. I had a three dimensional laser scan done of real birches and then 3-D printed them to be exact copies. These feel the same, but last a lot longer. Are you ready?' he asked.

"No, you bastard, and I'll never be ready," Karen thought. However, what she said instead was "Yes, Master."

The Master presented the bundle for Karen to kiss. Karen did so, cursing mentally. The Master stepped back and brought the birches down on Karen's right tit.

For a moment, Karen's brain seemed to freeze, unable to process the sudden outrageous pain caused by the stinging blow, feeling like she had just been stung by dozens of bees. That only lasted a split second and then she shrieked as the pain and stinging finally penetrated to her brain. Desperately, she unsuccessfully fought Mai's hold on her hands, trying to bring them up to protect her vulnerable tit. Unable to move very much, all she could do was whimper and beg as the Master raised the birches again. The birching continued. By the end, Karen had lost control of her bladder and was sitting in a warm pool of urine and sobbing. The Master gave her a minute to collect herself and then started on the other tit. The first stroke there was even worse, since Karen now knew what to expect. Finally it was over and Karen was released.

"Mai, you and Karen clean up this mess," the Mistress ordered, pointing to the cooling pool of urine. Karen started to stand up and look for a cloth or mop, but Mai understood what was expected. She dropped down on her knees and began licking the liquid up. The Master swished the birches meaningfully and Karen hastily followed suit. Once they were finished, it was Mai's turn again.

The Master moved the girls over to the "ass-bench" he had used on Karen's first day. Mai took her position, kneeling against the short wall and bending forward over the forward-sloping incline. She was strapped around each of her spread upper thighs to the wall as to the forward sloping incline. In the meantime, the Mistress had moved over and selected a thin, whippy riding crop. As usual, she presented the crop for Mai to kiss and then the Master used the control to rotate Mai so that her ass was facing the ceiling. Without being asked, Mai reached back and spread her ass cheeks, totally exposing her asshole, which was still slightly open from the earlier activities.

The Mistress raised the crop and brought it down on the right side of Mai's ass crease. Karen winced at the sharp sound of the impact, but Mai merely grunted and counted the stroke. The next stroke was on the left side with similar results. Karen was standing at the side though and Mai had turned her head and was facing Karen; Karen could see tears beginning to form in Mai's eyes. The third stroke was directly on Mai's puckered asshole and that one did elicit a shriek. Still, Mai managed to count the stroke. The processed continued until all seven had been delivered, although the last three were all to her asshole, which was now visibly throbbing As they unfastened her, Karen was astonished to see not only a pool in front from Mai's tears but also wet streaks down the front of the padded wall from where Mai's cunt had been pressed.

"Your turn Karen," the Master said. Karen slowly moved into position and the Mistress secured her while the Master replaced the riding crop and selected a fairly short whip. "This whip is fairly thin and we've split the tip into three. That way it will still hurt like hell, but hopefully not break the skin. Poor Chloe; she was the only slave we had when I first got this and went through a hard time until I got good at gauging the force I could use without drawing blood. Kiss it," he ordered. Karen complied and then waited in dread as the Mistress used the control to elevate her ass. "Not too high," the Master commented. "If her asshole is facing straight up, it's hard to target it properly with the whip." The movement stopped. After a moment the Master said impatiently "Spread your butt, Karen unless you want more strokes." Trembling Karen reached back and spread her cheeks, holding her breath in anticipation of the pain.

There was a sharp "crack" and the entire area around her asshole exploded into pain. Karen shrieked and let go with her hands, rubbing her asshole frantically and was astonished that it wasn't flayed and bleeding.

"See? I told you I had gotten good at gauging the force I could use. By the way, since you let go and didn't count, that one won't count. That means I still owe you eight more, so get your fucking hands back in place."

Already sobbing, Karen complied. Somehow she made it through the rest of the strokes without letting go or losing count. Still sobbing, Karen was released.

"That was intense, but I think that's enough for tonight," the Master said thoughtfully. "We'll take the rest of the strokes under advisement. If you're good, maybe you won't get them. You slaves are dismissed. Have a good evening," the Master finished. He and the Mistress exited through the far doors, not bothering to get dressed. Mai helped Karen to her feet, picked up the half-empty champagne bottle and two glasses and moved to the door leading back to their quarters.

"Come on," she ordered, "We'll give you a quick shower, put you in the hot tub in the courtyard and the three of us can finish this champagne." Not sure what else to do, Karen followed.



Karen's Slavery Ch. 05



Authors note: This is part last of a now five-part story. I may add a sixth part at some point, but I would have to write it, so it's uncertain when or if it will come out. Comments are still welcome.




It was the day of the party and Karen was almost sick with nerves. "Relax," Chloe counseled. "What will happen, will happen. There is nothing you can do about it, so there is no point worrying."

"Yes, but I can't help it. What do you really think will happen?" Karen asked nervously.

"Many things will likely happen. The first hour or so will be like any other cocktail party, except some of the partiers will be naked; not us though," Chloe said with a wry smile.

True to the Master's comment, Karen was dressed in a harem costume of sheer, transparent silk. Chloe was wearing black fishnet stockings held up by garter belts attached to a red corset that left her breasts bare. Karen knew that Mai was wearing a white silk off-the-shoulder gown that left her right breast bare. It was only translucent, but since it was slit almost to the waist in the front, back and both sides, it still left little to the imagination any time she moved. At least the Master had been kidding about the rest of the clothes; the third day a tailor had come down and taken her measurements. Two days later, clothes, expensive clothes, started arriving. Chloe told her she would mostly wear them when hiking around the estate or accompanying the Master or Mistress on business trips.

"You'll get fondled a lot probably, with maybe some lewd comments, but nothing worse," Chloe continued. "When the party moves into the dungeon, I feel pretty sure of several things happening. First, as an initiation, you will probably be taking Jack up your ass while everyone watches in awe. That's what happened to both Mai and me. After that, you'll be glad you're doing those sphincter exercises."

Karen blushed. The day after the second time the Master had taken her ass, the trainer, who she later found out was one of the security staff, had strapped her down onto the "ass bench". He showed a blushing Karen a small hard-rubber butt plug with spring-loaded metal strips on all four sides of the narrowest section and wires running from the base to a small control box. After rotating the bench and inserting the plug in Karen's ass, he flipped a switch on the control box and a series of three tones sounded. When the third one sounded, Karen shrieked as a strong electric shock savaged her asshole. The trainer flipped the switch and the shock ceased.

"The metal strips on this device work like a switch, as long as they're depressed, no shocks. The three tones are a warning; the shocking starts with the third one. It goes on for fifteen seconds, and then a deeper tone sounds and it stops for a fifteen-second break. I suggest you clench your ass and keep it clenched before the third tone sounds, since the shocks also get stronger; when the lower tone sounds, you can relax. We'll start with ten minutes a day for this week and gradually increase the time over the coming weeks. This will help make sure your sphincter muscles don't stay too distended." He flipped the switch and the first tone sounded.

Karen's thoughts were interrupted as Chloe continued. "Next, you'll probably be gang-banged, three or more at a time until everyone has had a turn either in your mouth, ass or cunt. That will probably include several of the women, either using strap-ons or having you eat them while you get double-penetrated by the men. Finally, we know for sure you'll get piercings, at least the nipples, the inner cunt lips and your clit. Your ears are already pierced, so that's OK. Trust me, those will hurt, but you'll at least get some nice jewelry out of that," Chloe said, fingering a gold and perhaps half caret diamond ring in her left nipple. "After that, a lot will be going on, but you'll be sharing time and punishments with us and all the other subs, so it shouldn't be too bad. As usual, Jack will be gentle but the first part is still going to hurt though. I measured him once and fully hard, he is eleven-and-a-half inches long and almost as wide at the base as a soda can. Don't struggle, it would be useless, make it hurt more and will probably just get you punished anyway. By the way, any sub with a buckled collar that now has a lock on it has displeased her Master. She is fair game for anyone and virtually anything anyone wants to do to her. Trust me, she'll have it worse than you; you may even end up flogging her or fucking her yourself."

"One final thing you should know, though," she continued. "Don't be surprised by the others at this first staff party. Everyone in the house is very intelligent. Everyone has at least a college degree and some have more than that. One of the maids even has a PhD and one of the security staff is a medical doctor. They are all in their late twenties or early thirties or so, except Charles and his wife, the house mistress. They are all very fit and train regularly in martial arts. Several besides Jack were in elite military units, for example, Charles was British SAS, which is like our SEALs or Green Berets. Even the Mistress was a CIA Field Operative at one point. I'm still not really sure what they are all doing here together. I know many could get better jobs and even more money, so that's clearly not the point. Other than that, I just don't know. On the other hand, most seem to be self-made; I also don't think anyone here, except maybe Mai and I, was rich growing up."

"Mai was rich?" Karen asked in astonishment. She had pictured Mai as part of a poor family being abused by a rich party official. 

"She didn't mention it, but her father was the Provincial Governor. Unfortunately, the boy she killed was part of an even more powerful family. They flogged her sister and forced her to marry the boy's best friend. No doubt he makes her life miserable. Mai's family denounced her and disowned her. Her own father even gave her the first lashing. She was going to be either executed or enslaved anyway, but by doing that he saved the rest of his family. Mai understands that, but I doubt she forgives him since she was protecting one of his daughters."

"If it's any consolation, you look great," she finished. Karen looked in the mirror and had to admit Chloe was right. The exercise was firming up her already trim body. Her body was now completely hairless, arms, legs, armpits and crotch. Ironically, they had also started her on supplements to lengthen and thicken her eyelashes and Karen was already seeing results. Finally, she had just finished a session with the same professional makeup artist the Mistress used.

"Come on, it's time," Chloe said as Mai joined them.

As Chloe had predicted, the first hour was almost like a normal cocktail party, except for a few nude "slaves" and some strangely dressed partiers. Most of the other women wore crotch-less outfits, spike shoes or boots and tops that pushed up and exposed their breasts. For the men, leather was popular and many of their pants were also crotch-less, exposing a variety of semi-hard cocks. The entire staff was present; the Master had explained that for staff parties, a private security firm owned by a friend took over monitoring duties. Despite that, Karen noted that there was a line of discrete screens showing the grounds as well a large gun vault behind a screen in one corner of the large room. A set of collared servers, dressed as French maids, borrowed from one of the Master's friends served drinks and food. The Mistress had explained that they were just servers for the night and would not take part in the festivities. A few wore real slave collars. The Mistress had also explained that they occasionally loaned out their slaves and staff for other friends' parties as well.

Of particular note was one slave who knelt in a corner with her red, obviously recent-spanked ass up and her head down, hands cuffed behind her and long dark hair covering her face, for the entire time. She was a slender oriental and had a large padlock affixed to the tight collar around her slender neck. Someone had written "I've been bad, please punish me" on her back in bold black ink. Based on Chloe's comments, Karen was certain the girl was in for a rough night.

Karen was too nervous to enjoy the party. She sipped her drink and made some attempts at conversation, but was definitely not her normal self. After an hour of so, the Mistress tapped her wine glass to get everyone's attention. "Shall we move these festivities into the playroom?" There was a chorus of agreement and the group moved through the doors into the playroom.

"Since this is Karen's initiation to our little group, I think we will start with her, although feel free to indulge yourselves as well while you watch. As is becoming traditional, we'll let Jack do the first honors up her ass, but as you can all see, she also needs piercings. So the question is which shall we do first?" The Master put it to a vote and piercings narrowly won. "Very well; Karen, why don't you strip for us and then take your place on the exam table?"

Reluctantly, nervously Karen stripped off her harem costume. It was only two pieces so it only took a moment. She handed the clothes to Mai and then climbed up on the table, placing her feet in the stirrups. The Master secured her feet and then took her hands, pulled them tightly over her head and fastened them to cuffs at the head of the table. He propped her head up with a thick pillow "so you can watch." Satisfied he moved over to the cabinet to get his tools.

After a moment, he came back with a clamp arrangement, a box of five gold rings and a small torch. "I designed this piercing system myself," he said, showing Karen the clamp arrangement. "One merely clamps the area to be pierced with the jaws of the clamp; the clamp's teeth hold them in place and then this screw arrangement on the side lets you slowly and carefully pierce the clamped area through the openings in the sides of the clamp. As long as we get the area properly centered in the clamps, we are guaranteed that the piercing will be properly centered. After all, no one wants piercings that aren't in the proper location; it would just look tacky."

Karen was beginning to get scared now. The teeth on the jaws of the clamp looked painful, plus the whole idea of slowly being pierced sounded bad, really bad.

"Tonight we'll do both nipples, one in each inner cunt lip and one in your clit. I'm not sure we'll ever do any additional ones, though we could do some in your outer cunt lips or a second one in your clit later if you want. The plain gold rings we'll use are solid twenty-one carat gold, and we'll use this little torch to braise them closed. Unfortunately, gold is an excellent heat conductor, so you're going to have to be brave. In a couple of weeks after everything is all healed, we'll take you shopping to get some fancier ones."

"We'll start with your nipples. Your goal today is not to scream. If you scream, I'll stop and not continue until you stop. For every time you scream, you'll earn one stroke for disobedience. Would someone care to suck her nipple and get it hard for the clamp?" the Master asked.

The Mistress moved over, bent down and began sucking roughly on Karen's left nipple. She sucked strongly and scrapped her teeth over the nipple as it gradually hardened. Karen blushed; she knew her nipples were longer than most. Fully erect, they stuck out maybe three-quarters of an inch.

"I think she's ready," the Mistress said.

Karen held her breath as the Master opened the jaws of the clap, positioned it, and then let the jaws snap closed. Karen shrieked; not only did the jaws bite painfully into the base of her tender nipple, but the clamp crushed the rest of her nipple almost flat. She whimpered as the pain seemed to spread throughout her tit.

The Master shook his head sadly. "That's one," he informed Karen. Making sure he was happy with its position, the Master began slowly screwing in the piercing needle. Karen screamed again as the cruel needle began to pierce the side of her tender crushed nipple. The Master stopped. "That's two. Really Karen, do you enjoy being whipped?" the Master asked. 

The Master resumed screwing in the piercing needle, and Karen bit her lower lip, determined not to scream again. Finally the needle was through and the Master reversed it and then removed the clamp. Karen screamed as the blood flowed back into the tortured nipple, and watched as a couple of drops of blood formed on each side of her newly-pierced nipple. "That's three," the Master said. He took out a ring and fed it into Karen's new piercing, moving it around until the ring's closure was at the front. He then lit the little torch and carefully braised the opening closed, shielding the bulk of Karen's breast with a gloved hand. Nevertheless, Karen screamed again as the gold ring conducted the torch's heat directly into her pierced nipple, searing it. "That's four," the Master commented, stepping back.

"Will someone get her other nipple ready?" the Master asked. One of the "slaves" was pushed forward, presumably by her Master. The "slave" moved around to Karen's other side, and began sucking on the right nipple. She used her teeth to roughly scrape it as well, making the nipple raw and sore, even as it became erect. When she was satisfied, she moved back and the Master moved in with the cruel clamp again. Karen managed not to scream as the cruel teeth bit into the base of her nipple and the jaws crushed the tender little bud flat. She whimpered but managed not to scream as the needle once again had its way with her abused nipple. However, the searing pain of the braising again caused her to shriek once more. "That's five," the Master reminded her.

The Master gave her a couple of minutes for a break. Karen noticed that several of the men were slowly fucking their partners from behind as they all watched Karen's spectacle. After a few minutes, the Master started to move back between Karen's spread legs, but stopped. He noticed that Karen's cunt lips were tightly closed. "Mai, it's much easier to do the inner cunt piercings if the lips are swollen, separated and open. Do you think you can help?" 

"Yes, Master," Mai said moving between Karen's legs. Mai reached down and began playing with Karen's cunt lips, pulling them apart and forcing her fingers between Karen's inner lips. After a couple of embarrassing minutes, she began to suck Karen's fat outer lips, nibbling on them and scraping them with her teeth. Despite Karen's embarrassment, the stimulation had the desired effect and she began to react, the outer lips swelling and spreading apart. Next Mai focused on her delicate inner lips, treating them to the same combination of licks and teeth scraping. Nevertheless, they also became engorged, and Mai stepped back. "I think she's ready for you now, Master."

The Master moved between Karen's widely-spread legs with his piercing tools. Reaching down, he stretched one of her inner lips up and the horrible clamp came down. Karen almost screamed, even though she had told herself she wouldn't but did continue to whimper. The Master began screwing in the needle. Karen remained silent through this process, much to the Master's disappointment. The Master inserted the ring and braised it closed, eliciting Karen's normal shriek. "That brings you up to six, Karen," the Master said. Karen nodded miserably.

The next lip went much the same, Karen still only screaming during the braising. Still, that brought her up to seven, with her clit still to go.

"Mai, see if you can get her clit erect; that will make the piercing easier." 

Mai moved between Karen's legs and began sucking on her little clit, swirling her tongue around it and lightly scraping it with her teeth. Gradually, despite Karen's determination, the tender little bud began to fill out and peek out of its sheath. "She's ready for you, Master," Mai said.

The Master moved back between Karen's legs, carrying the horrible clamp and the little torch. Karen began to breathe heavily, terrified of what this would feel like. She knew her little clit was a lot more sensitive than her cunt lips. Karen drew in a breath and held it, but then screamed anyway as the clamp was secured on her clit. She also couldn't keep from screaming when the piercing needle was slowly screwed in, piercing her sensitive clit. Naturally, she also screamed again when the Master finally braised the last ring closed.

The Master stepped back and regarded Karen's piercings with satisfaction. "So, Karen, your total is ten strokes. I guess we'll do two on each tit, three on your cunt and the three on your ass. Your choice; what should I use, the cat, the whip, the riding crop or the birches?"

Karen thought about it and finally said "I guess the riding crop, Master," choosing the crop's single strike over the multiple impacts from the cat or birches. The whip just scared her.

"Good choice. We'll do the tits and cunt like this and put you in the 'ass-bench' for the last. Jack would probably want you there anyway, for his ass-fuck. Should I gag you or can you stay quiet for a change."

Miserably, Karen said "Gag please, Master," knowing she could not keep from screaming as her already tortured tits and cunt were whipped.

The Master retrieved a penis-shaped dildo and forced it into Karen's mouth. It was soft rubber, but a tight fit. It would effectively keep her from screaming. "There," he said with satisfaction. Next, he retrieved a slender riding crop from the wall. "I guess you can't kiss it or count, so we'll give you a pass on that this time."

To Karen's horror, he moved a couple of ceiling chains over and clipped them to the new nipple rings, then raised the chains until her tits and nipples were both straining painfully toward the ceiling. Karen could literally feel her poor nipples stretching. Satisfied with Karen's position, the Master stepped back and picked up the riding crop. He landed one stroke on her right tit and then moved around and landed a stroke on her left one. Moving back to her right, he repeated the process. Karen was glad of the gag, because the pain was outrageous and she was shrieking with each stroke, but the sound was cut off by the gag. By the last stroke, she had screamed herself out and was just sobbing.

"Would you like to do the honors on her cunt, my dear?" the Master asked the Mistress.

"Certainly," she answered. No one released Karen's stretched-out nipples, but at least they didn't clip a chain to her clit. The Mistress moved between Karen's legs, raised the crop and brought in down sharply right on the center of Karen's still-open cunt. Karen returned to her muffled shrieking as the Mistress repeated the process twice more. 

Finally finished with this part of her ordeal, her nipples were released and then her hands and feet. "We'll take a break, so you can remove the gag. You'll need it out to get Jack ready anyway," the Master advised. Chloe handed her a drink, straight bourbon this time, feeling Karen was probably past the wine or champagne stage.

During the break, the crowd dispersed throughout the room, although the "slave" with the lock on her collar became a focus of a lot of attention. Apparently she had disobeyed her Master by engaging in sex with Maria when she was being denied sex for the week. As a result, Maria now also sported a lock on her collar. Maria had been put on the "ass-bench" Karen would soon be occupying. A line of men, and one woman with a strap-on, had formed, each with some sort of flogging instrument. The first man gave her three strokes from a cat, then shoved his cock all the way into her ass with one stroke. He fucked her for a while and then pulled out and moved around to her head to cum. Grabbing her hair, he forced his cock deep into her throat. In the meantime, the second in line, a women with a strap-on almost as big as Jack's cock began forcing the huge member into Maria's ass.




Karen's Slavery Ch. 05



In the meantime, Anna, the original locked-collar slave was being suspended from the four corners of a square platform, suspended from the ceiling via a hydraulic cylinder. Her hands and feet were all four cuffed to the corners of the platform, leaving her in an almost mid-air seated position with her ass pointing straight down. Once positioned, she was lowered onto a huge twelve-inch upright dildo affixed to a stand that her Master was guiding into her ass. She screamed as it began penetrating, struggling to pull herself off of it. That lasted a couple of minutes but then her strength gave out and she slid back down onto the monstrous intruder. In the meantime, her Master was smearing an ointment on the bottom several inches of the huge dildo. Satisfied, he reached up and wiped his hand on her spread cunt. She began shrieking and crying. "Vaseline mixed with Tabasco Sauce," someone explained. Her Master touched a wall control and the platform began slowly lowering, forcing more of the dildo up her ass.

"I might just leave you on this for the rest of the evening," he commented. "You're going to really enjoy he last few inches with the ointment in your ass.

While all this was going on, the group had finished with Maria, who was being removed from the "ass-bench". "OK, Karen, your turn," the Master commented.

Karen slowly positioned herself, kneeling against the padded wall and bent over the front onto the narrow inclined rail. She waited while the Master strapped her down. In this position, both of her newly pierced nipples were protruding from the sides of the padded front incline rail. Once secured in place, he hung small weights from each of her new nipple rings, causing Karen to groan. Satisfied, he brought the riding crop to her lips to kiss, and reminded her, "You're not gagged this time, so don't forget to count. Now, reach back, spread your ass wide and don't let go," he said, rotating the platform until her ass pointed at the ceiling.

Blushing, thinking of all the people standing around watching, Karen complied. There was a sharp "crack" and Karen shrieked as the cruel crop lashed her tender asshole. Somehow, fingers digging into her ass, she managed to hold on. "One, Master," she choked out. The next two were much the same, although Karen could feel her asshole swelling by the third lash. Tears fell as the Master finally finished the punishment.

"OK, Jack, I think she's ready for you now," the Master commented.

Jack took the control from the Master and moved over to Karen's head. "Get me hard; your ass is probably very tight and I'll need to be completely hard to get this all in." Nervously Karen complied, as usual barely able to stretch her mouth over the huge head. Inwardly she was panicking to think that huge head was going in her ass next. Jack fed her more and more of the cock, driving it into her throat. Finally the last two inches slid into her mouth, the tip causing a noticeable bulge in her throat. After three sessions with him, Karen was used to this, if not comfortable with it. After a couple of more minutes of slow face-fucking, the cock was rock-hard and Jack pulled out. "That was good; I think she's earned lube," Jack commented.

The Master handed him a bottle of lube and he moved around to Karen's ass. He used the control to raise and rotate the platform until Karen's asshole was at the perfect height for his cock. He lubed up first his cock, and then using his fingers, he lubed Karen's sore and swollen ass portal, dipping his fingers as deep as they would go as Karen hissed in pain. Finally ready, he handed the lube back to the Master and positioned his massive tip at Karen's asshole. He forced his hands between her hips and the padded wall and took a firm grip on Karen and began to push forward, gently but steadily.

Karen felt the pressure build, knowing that it was impossible that he would ever get the head into her ass. Still the pressure mounted, Karen groaning with the strain on her sore asshole. Finally with a "pop" Karen felt throughout her body, his cock won the contest and the head burst through her sphincter. Karen shrieked in pain and disbelief. Jack held still for a moment, partly to give Karen time to adjust and partially to just enjoy the feeling of her tight sphincter spasms squeezing the head of his cock.

Despite their own preoccupation, both Jack and Karen looked up as a shriek from Anna split the room. She was finally sliding down onto the Tabasco-greased portion of the shaft. She was shrieking, crying and begging, "Please Master, please let me off."

Damian, her master, looked at her thoughtfully and then awkwardly positioned himself next to her head. Grabbing her head, he shoved his cock deep into her mouth. "As soon as you make me cum, I'll let you off." Anna began sucking frantically, trying to hold back her screaming and sobbing.

"What a slut, even if she does have a PhD in Computer Science," Jack thought. "Every time we have a staff party, she misbehaves so she'll get publicly punished. We all know how much she wants it, despite her screams." He was surprised about Maria, though. She had been his on-again, off-again partner for most of the last year and while he knew from experience that she liked private BDSM scenes, he also knew she hated to be humiliated and punished in public. Anna must have been very persistent to get her to play when she shouldn't have. He and Maria had been drifting apart lately, maybe they should think about a trade with Damian and Anna. He could just picture the 5'0" Anna on her knees, head down and ass in the air, spreading her ass-cheeks with her hands as he plunged all twelve inches into her tight ass. With that thought, he came back to his current task and began slowly inching his cock deeper into Karen's ass.

Karen groaned as Jack began moving deeper; her asshole felt like it was caving in around the intruding cock and her entire rectal canal felt like it was about to burst. The friction itself was not too bad, the lubricant doing its job, but the burning strain from his massive size was painful, especially since Jack's cock was considerably fatter at the base than toward the tip. As forward movement got difficult, Jack pulled back an inch or so and thrust harder, sinking another couple of inches as Karen's groans turned into a yelp followed by whimpers. Jack continued in this manner, pulling back an inch and then thrusting forward a couple of inches. Finally his smooth-shaven groin touched Karen's ass and with one more back-and forward thrust, he flattened her round butt cheeks and buried the last of the huge cock in Karen's ass. By this point Karen was breathing so hard, almost hyperventilating, that she felt light in the head. She was also glad that she had taken Chloe's advice and given herself two extra-large enemas. Had there been anything left in her ass, she was sure it would probably have been pushed all the way up to her throat.

Jack started a slow withdrawal, Karen feeling like her entire inners were being pulled out along with the massive cock. Jack pulled completely out, admiring her stretched-open ass-hole. "Wow, that is some gaping asshole," someone commented, just before Jack smoothly thrust back in, all the way this time, in one slow steady push. 

Despite her distress, Karen blushed hotly hearing the comment when Jack pulled completely out and paused, knowing that Jack and everyone else watching could see and comment on her wide-open asshole. Then she groaned loudly as Jack thrust back in, not believing that he could get the whole thing inside her in on long, slow push. Jack gradually picked up the pace, occasionally pulling completely out and watching until her asshole began to slowly close before thrusting back in.

As the speed built up, Jack used the control the Master handed back to him to start the vibrator in the padded cushion that Karen's clit was pressed against. As time passed, Karen's ass got used to the huge cock and stopped hurting so much, leaving her to become more aware of the persistent vibrations against her clit, especially since Jack was regularly increasing the intensity. By the fifteen minute mark, Jack was fucking her ass with abandon and Karen's hard breathing was now due to her climb toward orgasm. She tried to hold back, hoping that Jack would climax before she did, unwilling to face the public humiliation of cumming while getting her ass fucked. Jack had too much stamina however and finally, with a wail, she gave up and screamed out her climax. The spasms in her cunt set Jack off in her ass and he pumped a huge load of cum deep in her bowels. They both held still for several minutes, Jack still deep in her ass, until his cock began to soften and he withdrew with a wet 'plop'. Semen poured out of her widely dilated ass.

"Maria, clean me up and then clean her," Jack ordered.

After her own release from the "ass-bench" Maria had been standing with the rest of the group, watching Karen's punishment and then her ass-fuck. Blushing, hating the public humiliation, she now dropped to her knees and took Jack's deflated cock in her mouth, sucking the last of his semen out and licking him clean. At least it didn't taste too bad; Karen must have been thorough with her enema. Finished, she turned to Karen, first licking up the cum still dripping out of her ass, then placing her mouth against the shrinking asshole, thrusting her tongue in and licking and sucking out as much as she could. Finished, she leaned back.

"Now lick up the puddle," Jack ordered, pointing to the small pool that had already dripped out of Karen's ass.

Miserably Maria complied, partially because of the act and partially because putting her head that low caused her to stick her own reddened ass into the air for everyone to see. On top of that, her own asshole had not completely closed yet from all the fucking she had gotten earlier.

As Maria finished, the Master began freeing Karen from the apparatus. Gingerly, Karen got to her feet. She would have like to sit down somewhere now and rest, but the way her ass felt, that might not be a good idea. 

About this time Damian began voicing guttural encouragement to Anna and with a roar, he came deep in her mouth. He continued slowly thrusting for a moment and then pulled out. Anna sagged down on the huge pole, exhausted. After a moment, Damian regained his feet and using the control, began to raise Anna off the impaling dildo. Anna whimpered in relief as her ass was lifted off the dildo. "Maybe Maria should lick out Anna's ass too," Damian commented, moving the dildo stand out of the way and lowering Anna back to the mat.

"Good idea," Jack answered. "Why don't you just unshackle her hands and then lift her legs back up in the air so Maria can have easy access to her ass. That way we can all watch; as stretched out as it is, Maria can probably get her whole tongue in there to lick out the Tabasco sauce."

Glaring at Jack, Maria moved over as Damian repositioned a blushing Anna. "Get in there and lick; after all that's what got you in trouble in the first place." Maria complied; the taste wasn't as hot as she was afraid of, but still stung on her tongue as she thrust it into Anna's wide-gaping asshole. Anna, on the other hand, sighed with relief as Maria's wet tongue began soothing her stinging asshole. 

After a few minutes of this, Jack ordered "Now, do her cunt. That is what you both wanted, right?" Maria complied, although she had to use her hands to hold Anna in place as she flinched away from Maria's now-spicy tongue. After a few more minutes, though, the Tabasco sauce had finally been diluted by the combination of Maria's saliva and Anna's juices and Anna began to respond. In a couple of more minutes, she was obviously close to orgasm.

"That's enough," Damian ordered.

"No," wailed Anna; "I need to cum."

"Too bad," Damian said, coldly. He let Anna down and unshackled her. "I think the real slaves should punish them now."

"Good idea, "the Master agreed. "Chloe, Mai and Karen, step over here," the Master said indicating the tall corner cabinet. He rummaged around for a moment and held out an old-fashioned top hat. "Pick one," he ordered Chloe. Chloe reached in and selected a tile; hers said 'Tits'. "Next," the Master ordered. Mai's tile said 'Ass'. "That leaves 'Cunt' for Karen," the Master said removing the tile and showing it to Karen. "Now for the instruments." The Master replaced the three tiles in the cabinet and finally selected three more. "These are my favorites," he said, dropping them into the hat and presenting it to Chloe. This time she drew 'Crop' and Mai drew 'Cat'. "That leaves 'Birches' for Karen. Chloe, explain to Karen how this works," the Master ordered.

"We each are responsible for using the selected instrument to land six strokes on the selected body area. Their two Masters plus either the Master or the Mistress make up a three-person 'judges' panel. If they decided we didn't hit the punishee hard enough, we take their place for double the strokes as punishment. Trust me, they all understand this, so don't hold back." Turning to the Master, she continued "I think I want them on the 'hump' for my strokes, Master," referring to the low padded oval where Karen had gotten her own tits flogged a few days back.

"Good choice; that's always been my favorite for tits," the Master agreed.

Instructions were given and Anna took her position arched over the low hump, tits pointed at the ceiling. Chloe moved into position, eyeing Anna thoughtfully. She reached down and began playing with Anna's prominent nipples, feeling them harden under her fingers as Anna moaned softly. Satisfied, she stepped back. "I just hate whipping flat nipples," she commented. Raising the thin crop she brought it down sharply at an almost horizontal angle so that just the tip hit the distended nipple of Anna's right breast. There was a sharp crack follow immediately by a shrill cry from Anna.

"Good one," the Master commented.

Pausing after every stroke, Chloe gave Anna two more just like that on the right breast then moved away from the now red and throbbing nipple and over to her left breast with similar results for her last three. Her six strokes completed, a sobbing Anna was released and an apprehensive Maria took her place.

Maria was tougher, though. Her nipples were much smaller and flatter to start with and her nervousness kept them from getting hard even after Chloe played with them. Finally Jack positioned two lines from the ceiling and fastened them to the rings in her nipples, tugging them up tightly. "Now she's ready," he commented. Chloe thanked him and began whipping Maria's taut nipples with the same side stroke she had used on Anna. Chloe was a master at getting just the tip of the crop to hit directly on the extended nipple. Each stroke landed with a loud "crack" followed by a sharp cry from Maria; she felt like her nipples were being ripped off. By the sixth stroke, Maria, too was sobbing as she was released. After a brief conference, the "judges" panel agreed that Chloe had done well; Chloe sighed with relief.

"OK, Ann, quit rubbing your nipples and get over here," Damian ordered. "It's your turn again." Turning to Mai, he asked "How do you want her?"

"Let's have them both strapped to the mat facing each other with their legs in the air. We can even prop up their heads so they get to watch each other being punished. If we bend the legs back toward their heads, I can do the ass, and by letting the legs relax forward, Karen can do their cunts. That way, we don't need to reposition them."

"Sounds like a plan," Jack commented. "OK, ladies, you heard her; get down there on the mat." Anna and Maria complied and Damian and Jack fastened straps just under their tits to hold them in place. In the meantime, the Master brought over four ceiling lines and the Mistress retrieved two sets of ankle cuffs from the cabinet. As soon as the women were strapped down, the ankle cuffs were attached to their ankles and attached to the lines. The lines were moved in the ceiling channels until both women had their legs spread wide and bent back over their heads, leaving their assholes pointed straight at the ceiling. The lines were locked in place and cushions placed under their heads to allow them to see each other.

"Satisfied, Mai?" the Master asked.

Mai nodded "Yes, Master." She began loosing up her shoulder by swishing her cat through the air, each individual strand with its knotted end making a hissing sound as it parted the air. "I think I will alternate giving them strokes, rather than six at one time to each of them. That will give them more time to enjoy the experience." Mai was enjoying herself, and truth be told, getting wet as she anticipated her coming actions. She thought that she would really have enjoyed being a BDSM dominant if only she weren't a slave and usually on the other end of the whip. In any case, she planned to make the most of this rare opportunity. She wet the tip of the polished wooden whip handle in her mouth and inserted it several inches deep in Maria's ass, moved it around a bit and withdrew it. Maria groaned as the handle spread her ass. The handle was a good two inches wide; as a result, Maria's asshole was now noticeably more open. Presenting the tip to Maria's mouth she ordered "Kiss the whip." Maria glared at her but complied. She repeated the act with Anna. "No point flogging a tightly-puckered ass," she commented.

Mai took her position, raised her arm and gave Maria her first stroke as hard as she could. Maria screamed as the nine nasty knots cracked against her ass and vulnerable asshole, each strand leaving a welt with a darker red spot at the end where the knot struck. As Maria counted the stroke, Mai moved over and repeated the action on a suddenly apprehensive Anna with similar results. For the next several minutes Mai moved back and forth until each woman had gotten her six strokes. As she delivered the lashes, Mai found herself getting more and more excited; by the end of the session, her cunt juices were literally dripping down onto the faces of the women as she straddled their heads to deliver her strokes. As well, the asses of the two women were literally covered with dozens of vivid red welts tipped by darker swelling spots that looked like bee stings.

After a brief conversation with the other judges, the Mistress said "Thank you, Mai. That was very well done. You look pretty wet though; did that get you excited?"

Nervously Mai nodded. "Yes Mistress, I'm sorry."

"Nothing to be sorry for. Since you have two faces right there, why don't you pick one, sit on her face and let her get you off?"

Eagerly, Mai moved over and straddled Anna's face. Anna was a fellow Chinese, but she was originally from Taiwan. Humiliating her would be payback for their stubborn refusal to join mainland China. As turned on as she was, it took Anna only a couple of minutes before Mai screamed out her orgasm, soaking Anna's face with her juices. Satisfied she got to her feet.

"It looked like you enjoyed that," the Mistress commented. "Alright, Karen," she continued, "Let's see what you can do on this end of the whip."

The ropes were moved back some so that the two women's legs were now pointed at the ceiling, leaving their exposed cunts also pointing straight up. Karen picked up her birches and swung them through the air a few times to get a feel for them, and then moved over to Maria.

"Wait a minute, Karen," Jack said. He went to the cabinet and came back with two Bunge cords with hooks on each end. He handed one to Damian and moved over to Maria. He fastened one hook to the cunt ring in her left inner lip, stretched the elastic cord around her ass and fastened the other hook in the right cunt ring. Maria whimpered as her delicate inner lips were stretched wide open by the pressure of the elastic cord. In the meantime, Damian had prepared Anna similarly. "There now, that's better," Jack commented. "They're ready for you now."




Karen's Slavery Ch. 05



Karen swallowed nervously, imagining how the birches were now going to feel on their delicate inner cunts. On the other hand, she looked down at her own newly-installed cunt rings and decided that she better put in a good effort to avoid the same fate.

She moved over to Maria first. Raising the birches, she brought them down as hard as she could on Maria's wide open cunt. Maria screamed shrilly and then began to beg. Jack was unmoved and nodded to Karen to continue. Following Mai's lead, Karen decided to alternate as well and moved over to Anna. She also was surprised that, like Mai, this was beginning to turn her on and she could feel herself getting wet. Determined not to scream, Anna bit her lip, tasting Mai's juices that still soaked her face. Her determination was in vain however; like Maria, she screamed as the birches descended on her defenseless cunt and clit.

By the end of the six strokes, the women had screamed themselves hoarse. The birches were hugely more painful than they could have imagined. Anna was now truly sorry for her disobedience and vowed to avoid this in the future. She loved public punishment, but this time the punishment was worse than she could have imagined. Maybe she needed to negotiate some limits, although the utter helplessness was a large part of the turn-on.

After a brief conference, the judges agreed that Karen had done well. Karen sighed with relief. "Maybe you should have Maria do something about that wet cunt, though," the Master commented.

Eagerly Karen straddled Maria's face and squirmed as Maria licked her to climax. Like Mai, it did not take long and within minutes, she came with a loud groan. Gingerly she got to her feet, worried about what was next for her.

Meanwhile, Jack and Damian had been having a quiet conversation. Now Jack said to the Master "Damian and I have decided we want to swap slaves. Normally, they would get a say in that, but since both have locked collars, we don't think they need to be consulted. What do you think?"

The Master and Mistress held a quick conference and the Master answered "The locks are only on for a week, so for that period, we agree with you. After that though, you will have to get their consent if you want to continue the swap."

While this had been going on, the two women had been released and were now starting to shakily get to their feet.

"Don't bother getting up," Jack told Anna. "Just roll over and get on your knees; head down and ass up. I think it's time I enjoyed my new slave." Jack had instantly decided to make the flash-fantasy he had while fucking Karen come true.

Nervously, Anna got on her hands and knees while she quickly reviewed her options. She was very scared of Jack taking her ass, but was afraid she had no real option. BDSM contracts, such as everyone here had, had been ruled legal back in 2022. While the courts would not enforce "specific compliance", i.e. forcing someone to perform sexual acts against their will, they would enforce the breach of contract clauses. In Anna's case, that meant forfeiting all her shares in the Master's company, currently worth over a quarter of a million dollars. In addition, she would be banished from the group. Finally, the BDSM community was very tight; if word got around that she had breached her contract, she would have a difficult time finding anyone else willing to play with her. She had been here nearly eighteen months at this point and had only fucked Jack once. That time, in her cunt, had not been so bad, since Jack had been gentle and patient. Nevertheless, she still vividly remembered the feeling of incredible stretching and fullness, as well as how sore her cervix had been for days afterwards. But unless she wanted to breach her contract, she was going to have to take him in her ass; her safe-word clause did not apply to sex, only torture. Anna shuddered at the thought of what was about to happen.

"No, head on the mat; I want your hands back here spreading your ass. I like to see what I'm fucking," Jack growled.

In the meantime, Damian had forced Maria into a similar position next to Anna and only a couple of feet away. Her head was now on the mat next to Anna's.

"Turn your heads so you can watch each other's faces. In fact, get closer; that way you can kiss each other and make out while we fuck you," Damian ordered. The women scooted closer, both of them more than apprehensive. Despite being with him this past year, Maria had never taken Jack in her ass. In fact, Damian's would be the largest cock she had ever had in her ass, prior to the start of her punishment today while she was on the "ass-bench".

Jack and Damian got in position behind the two women and put their hands firmly on the women's hips. Anna noticed that most of the others had stopped their own pleasures and had formed a circle to watch this performance. Anna winced and closed her eyes, fingers almost white where they dug into her spread-open ass cheeks, as the head of Jack's cock touched her puckered ass and began to put pressure on it. The next moment her eyes flew open and she shrieked as Jack thrust his cock past her sphincter and halfway into her ass in one brutal stroke. A moment later Maria also shrieked as Damian treated her the same way.

Giving them no time to get used to their cocks, the two men continued pushing until both of them had their groins pushed tightly against their victim's asses. They began a brutal ass-fucking. Every few strokes, Jack would pull completely out and then thrust all the way into Anna's dilated ass in one stroke. "If you make out, we'll probably get more turned on and cum quicker," Jack advised the women.

Awkwardly, because of the position and the continuous ass-pounding, Anna stuck her tongue out and licked Maria's lips. Maria responded by opening her mouth and sticking out her own tongue. The women began kissing; Anna reflected that this was the very reason she was now in the position she was in. She could feel every inch and every vein in Jack's cock as he pushed into her stretched ass. If she hadn't been slowly stretched by the impaling dildo earlier, she was positive her ass would have split by now. On the other hand, that dildo had been still, not pounding relentlessly into her ass. She wondered if she was going to need an adult diaper for the next few days. She remembered that Mai had had to use one after Jack had fucked her ass when she first arrived. Mai had used one for two or three days after that until her asshole exercises had gotten her sphincter to close tightly again.

The anal assault continued for at least twenty minutes, until first Damian and then Jack roared out their climaxes. Both men held their cocks in for a couple of moments until they began shrinking and then pulled out. "Lick us clean and then 'sixty-nine' and clean each other out," Damian ordered. Anna turned around and carefully licked Jack's cock clean, taking him deep in her mouth and wrinkling her nose as she tasted her own ass. Finished, she scrambled around until her head was between Maria's legs and began licking up the cum dribbling out of Maria's still wide-open asshole. A moment later, she could feel Maria doing the same to her. "Go ahead, bring each other off; that's what got you in trouble in the first place." Damian ordered. 

Maria's tongue was soothing on Anna's sore asshole and after a few moments, Maria, began licking her cunt and clit. Anna responded by following suit. After another few minutes, both women climaxed and lay still, totally exhausted. "I guess they've had enough for tonight," Jack commented.

"That was hot," the Mistress commented, "But now it's time for Karen's first gang-bang. OK, who has number one?" she asked, referring to numbers everyone had drawn at the start of the evening.

"That would be me," Charles replied. "I think I want her ass. Jack sure seemed to enjoy it."

"I have number two," a man named Jensen, who was head of security, volunteered. Karen was not sure if that was his first or last name. "I've already had her mouth; since Charles is taking her ass, I guess I'll take her cunt." 

"I guess that leaves her mouth for me;" a man introduced to her as Evan said. "That's OK; I've been in Colorado so I haven't even had her mouth yet."

Their respective partners dropped to their knees and sucked the men hard. Once that was accomplished, Jensen lay flat on a mat, his cock pointing straight up. "Climb on," he ordered. Karen carefully positioned herself over the cock and lowered her cunt onto it. She was a bit dry with nervousness, but the cock was one of the smaller ones here, only about seven inches or so. When she was fully impaled, Jensen reached up and pulled her down, crushing her tits into his chest. As Jensen began kissing her, she felt Charles position himself behind her and insert an oily finger into her ass. He repeated this several times, Karen blushing hotly the entire time, until he was satisfied she was sufficiently lubed. In the meantime, Jensen was giving small occasional thrusts to keep his cock hard.

The next moment, Charles began to carefully insert his cock in her ass. Karen grunted into Jensen's mouth as Charles worked more and more of his cock in. The pressure from the two cocks seemed more than double; Karen felt like her entire crotch was about to rip apart from the pressure. As Charles bottomed out, she realized that she now had fourteen inches of cock completely buried deep in her body.

At that moment, Karen felt a hand grip her head and pull it up. Evan presented his cock to her mouth and with no choice, Karen opened her mouth. Evan had another eight-inch-plus cock. As he buried it in her mouth and all three men began moving, Karen realized that she now had nearly two feet of cock moving in and out of her body.

Karen's memory after that was sporadic. Afterwards, she mostly remembered a sense of being just a giant receptacle with huge cocks moving in and out relentlessly. She did remember cumming several times, not really from being turned on, but just from the constant friction. None of the orgasms were huge, just a number of small firecrackers going off at random intervals. Finally, she remembered Evan burying his cock deep in her throat and cumming. He came so much that she began choking and fighting him. The tension, and she supposed muscle contractions in the rest of her body as she struggled, set off first Jensen in her cunt and a moment later Charles in her ass. Exhausted, she simply flopped over on her side as the men all pulled out, thick, sticky fluid dripping from all three of her orifices.

After two more sessions like that, she dimly remembered the Master saying, "I think that will be enough for her tonight. Mai, get a washcloth and clean her up." He placed a pillow under her head and patted her. "You did well tonight. Rest for the rest of the evening and just watch," the Master said.

Too tired to do anything else, Karen watched the rest of the evening's activities. As promised, she saw several of the "slaves" being whipped while begging their Master's to hit them harder. There were several double penetrations and even another triple penetration like Karen's. Karen was amazed at the last when the "slave" immediately began begging for more as soon as the act was completed. Irritated at her begging, her Master finally put her on the "ass-bench", flogged her mercilessly and then fucked her ass again. At some point Karen fell into an exhausted slumber and only woke up as Jack was carrying her to her bed. Once in bed, she was quickly asleep again.