1 comments/ 16708 views/ 1 favorites Tower Of Lust Ch. 01 By: slavetara I was looking at the pile of bills on one side of the table and a small buisness card taped to a long envelope on the other. I was at work at a strip club and this was left in the back room for me. In small gold letters, were written: Sandy. My name. That’s it. I disregarded it at first and then noticed how strange it really was when I got home. I opened it and saw a neatly typed note. I have enjoyed your show on many occasions, slut. You could have a future at my tower. If you are interested call the number at the bottom and you be told where to go. Now that was strange. Who was this person? Should I answer it? It could be a dreanged psycho. Or it could be a much better club. I gazed back to the bills and picked up the phone. It was late but if it was a club, someone should still be there. It rang 4 times and I was just about to hang up when a husky woman’s voice answered “Hello, Sandy” “How did-“ I am so very glad you called. Leave your apartment in 10 mins and walk to the corner of sullivan and atumn” And the line went dead. Are these people crazy? I hung up the phone and leaned back. I would be crazy…. But I looked at the clock and then back down to the shorts and tank top I was wearting. I couldn’t. The tingle in my stomach got stronger as the minutes passed. I don’t know what made me do it but I jumped off the couch and to the bathroom. After brushing and fluffing my hair, Ithrew a little make-up on. I was out the door. My brain was screaming, but my curiosity was in control. I reached the specified corner and looked around. Dark and desolate I was going to give myself 5 mins. Before walking back home. 4 minuntes must have passed and a dark black limo pulled up next to me. It just stopped. No windows opening, no nothing. My brained reeled. What do I do? I looked up and down the street and back to the door in front of me. Suddenly it clicked open and I jumped back. It was dark inside. I stepped closer and before I knew it I was climbing in. All my thoughts were centered on who wold know where I was? How long before someone knew I was missing? The same voice from the phone, pierced my attenteion. “Relax, dear. No one is going to hurt you. My Master has a proposition for you and you apparently have chosen to listen. No one will force you to do anything but listen. Once he is done, we will take you home again.” She reached down into a compartment by the seat. I got a glimpse as she leaned down. She was a strikingly beautitful woman. Blonde, slim. She picked up a black silk scarf and smiled at me. He is very secretive. I must block your vision until we arrive.I stared at her “Blindfold me?” “I know it looks bad, but really you must trust me.” Before I could say anything further, she was approaching me across the length of the limo and tying the silk firmly around my eyes. I was plunged into darkness and my breathing got heavy. “Please relax, it’s only about 20 mins. And I think you will like what you hear” I sat back after a while and concentrated on the hum of the engine as we rode. As various thoughs sifted through my head, I suddenly remember her calling this man “Master”. What was meant by that? Was this a slavery ring? I panicked all over again, but before I could say anythign about it, the car stopped. I felt her hand on my elbow nudging me up. I blindly followed her out of the limo and across what seemed a gravel path. I had the feeling we were walking around a building and then we stopped. She untied the blind fold and I blinked as I looked around. I was standing before pair of large oak doors on a wraparound porch. Behind be was woods. A lot of woods. “We must arrive through the back door, “ she said as she lifted a heavy pair of knockers. The back door! I though to myself? This looked like a pretty elaborate entrance for a back door. I was too close to the house to see it’s true size, with the awning over my head. The door was opened by another woman. This one was dressed in just a thong and heels. The thong was a white leather and she had a matching collar around her neck. Attached to it was a small pendant with a name I couldn’t see etched into it. She looked at us and immediately bowed her head and moved out of the way. I followed her through a very narrow and dim hallway. It seemed to go on forever before hitting a saircase and then we reapeated the process, until we were on what I think was a 5th floor. “These hallways were built within the walls of the house so that no visitor may see the tower until they have commited to membership.” She offered and explanation. We came to a small plain door and she knocked three time before someone opened it. This girl was dressed the same as the first one only her thong and collar were gold. She and the woman lead me into an office. The warmth of it hit me right away. It had thick carpeting and a large mahogany desk in the corner with two chairs facing it. A fire burned in a fireplace directly across from it. As sparesely decorated as it was, it excluded warmth. Both women seemed to be waiting for me to sit on one of the chairs so I did. “Would you like a drink?” the original woman smiled to me. I thoght about it and had nighmares of being drugged but decided if they were going to do something they alreadywould have. “Yes, Please. Anything with vodka in it. Thanks.” I watched her walk to the wall and open a panel which led to a small inset bar. .Before mixing the drink she removed the long jacket she had been wearing and revealed the same exact gold outfit as the other woman. What the hell? She brought my drink to me and I took it and turned around. I nearly spilled the drink all over me when I realized a man had sit at the desk. How the hell did he get there? Keep calm. I sipped at the drink. At first he just watched me intently, making me even more nervous. His eyes scanning my entire body. “I have watched you carefully.” He finally said. “You make a wonderful enertainer. Do you like to entertain men?” I looked at him dumbly for a minute, took a sip and then nodded. “I suppose, sure.” Maybe this is a club after all. A little secretive, a little strange but maybe. He chuckled then. “Let me see you. Please stand.” I was used to this and immediately stoop up, proud of the way I have kept my body in shape to look good on stage. “Yes, as nice as always.” He paused and picked up a cigarette. The blond girl who had answered the door bolted to his side and presented a lit lighter to him. He inhaled deeply and suddenly got serious, leaning slightly over his desk. “I run a very private establishment here. I will get to the point and tell you that I think you would like it here. From what I can see you familylife and love life are non-existent.” I started to protest when I realized I had nothing to say. He was right on both counts. He smiled. “I have a lot to offer here. You would move here of course, and sign a confidentiality statement.” He kept talking but I didn’t really hear him. This was way too strange for me. I would let him speak and then leave here as fast as I could. Then he said something that made me listen. An account would be set up for you with 150,000 dollars put into it on a yearly basis. He knew that got my attention and that knowing smile crossed his lips. “Of course you can have no access to it while actually under my employ. Everything you need will be provided for you. It will be signed over to you upon your exit. Which will be as much your choice as it is mine. No one will ever force you to stay here.” He seemed finsihed and he sat back, but unless I tuned him out for longer than I thought, there was no actual job desciption. “Excuse me, but I am confused. What is it I will actually be doing?” “You will be my property.” He said like he said he was buying a watch. I looked at him and knew he was serious. Somewhere in my body I caught a shiver. This was insane. My mind tried to wrap around the concept but I couldn’t. He motioned to the women and they moved to stand on either side of him. One started massaging his sholders and the other stood facing him from the side. I suddenly noticed how perfect her tits were. I had to think of soemthing else besides the decision before me. Why didn’t I get up to leave already? “I can see you need to think about it. Why don’t I send you home with a copy of the contract and you can have 24 hours to think about it. Girls?.” The one with the perfect tits reached into a drawer in the desk and pulled out a manilla envelope and slid it across the table. The blonde behind him, motioned for me to follow her and before I knew it I was on my way. I took one look back before leaving the room and saw the first woman, kneeling between his legs under his desk. The whole ride back I thought of that. And I knew I was turned on from it too. The limo pulled up in front of myhouse and I nearly flew out of it. I got inside and couldn’t believe I made it. I was safe. I sat onmy couch and stared at the envelope for a while. Then I saw the bills and opened it. TOWER OF LUST Contractual agreement. 1. Upon signing, You belong to Master Kinkade. (funny how he spelled it, I thought) 2. You will answer to and completely obey any and all established members of TOL at all times, excluding specified “off time”. If not inservice of a member, you are to comply, within limits, any slave in any rank above yours. (The word slave sent a shock through me. My nipples felt hard and sensitive. I absently rubbed at them with one hand as I read. 3. You may not enter or occupy the premises at any time with clothes other than what is designated by any “owners” on your body. (My breathing was getting heavier and I felt the dampness between my legs) 4. You pain threshold will be determined upon initiation and will not be crossed thereafter. You will be protected and anyone found violating those rules will be ejected from TOL. (That idea of protection made the feelings in me suddenly rise. I don’t think I was ever protected by anyone. My hands traveled between my legs and I started stroking my wet slit slowly. This is a every basic and preliminary outlining of the most fundemental rules. There are many more and will be given to you upon a tour given to you upon agreement of terms so far. I put the paper down and leaned back, parting my pussy lips, feelig for my clit. I took a deep breath in and spread my legs wider. I thought of what must go on in that club. I was never an angel but I was not exactly sexually outgoing if you know what I mean. I fucked men for money out of the club I was in but not with the owner knowing about it and not under such lavish circumstances. My mind drifed to the women in that room. Their perfect tits and bodies. The one who who just a little while ago was about to suck the cock of her master. My stroking became more intense. My fingers playing with my clit. I felt the waves in my stomach begin. I imagined her prefect lips gliding over his cock, sucking and moaning in every effort to please him. Oh god, my whole body starts to spasm as I cry out and begin to cum on my fingers. I curled up starting to catch my breath, the paper clutched in my hands. I feel asleep knowing I would be making a phone call in the morning. Tower Of Lust Ch. 02 I woke up slowly to the phone. Was it a dream? I stumbled to the phone, my mind still whirling. “Hello?” “Hey Sandy, what the fuck? I thought you were going to come down here and pick out a new costume?” It was the owner of the club I worked for. We were suppose to meet with a woman who sold erotic costumes. “I uh-“ My eyes fell on the piece of paper from last night. The contract. The Tower. “Sandy?!” “Um.. I am not feeling too well, Don.” “What? You cant do this. If you don’t spice up that look of yours, you are out of here, San. I like you and all-“ I hung up the phone. Stunned I couldn’t believe I just did it. That was it. I was certainly out of a job now. But curiously I didn’t feel worried. I felt I had a place to turn. I picked up the phone and found the number on the paper. “Sandy. I am so glad.” The husky woman’s voice. The woman who was about to suck her Master’s cock last night. I felt a tingle between my legs again. “4:00 O’clock. I will be outside” I put the phone down and looked around. Do I pack? I started to straighten things up and realized I was only shuffling things around. I decided to shower and prepare as much as I could to meet this new place. By 3:30 I was showered, having shaved everything I thought necessary. I put on a sundress and heels. No bra and a yellow thong. At 4 I heard the car outside. I peaked out the window and saw the limo. I swallowed and scooped my keys off the coffee table and left. Somehow I thought I wasn’t coming back. I was blindfolded again and took the same ride into the country. When we were once again on the back porch, the woman took the blindfold off and told me to strip. I looked at her in panic. “Yesm Dear. You read it, you cannot enter the premesis dressed.” “But I haven’t decided-“ “Then you cannt take the tour” She headed back down the gravel path and I stopped her. “Wait. Okay.” I slipped out of the dress and pulled the thong down. Lastly I kicked off the heels. The woman looked at me and I could see her sizing up my body. “Very nice.” She licked her lips and smiled. She knocked and a young girl, this one in a white thong, opened it. We went to the same office as before and I stood naked before the mahogany desk. What I assumed to be Master Kinkaid was seated back and admiring. “Okay. This” he said pointing to the woman next to me “is blackie. She will take you on your tour. She handed me a sheer white tank mini dress to put on. It didn’t hide much but I did it. Then we were off. We went though what I thought was just another part of the wall but was actually a door. I wondered how many of those that room had. I took a deep breath in when I got to the other side. We were on the top floor of a 5 story house. I looked over the balcony and could see below to the other floors. Each balcony like this one had a staircase on either side of it leading to a door to each floor. And on the bottom, the main entrance. She tugged me to the right and towards a flight of steps. “The top floor is Master kinkaids office and personal dwelling. No one is to ever come up here unless instructed to do so by him.” We walked down one flight of steps and through to the 4th floor. “This floor is the salves quarters”. We walked into the left door and into a corridor or rooms. It looked like there were three corridors of rooms. The two end ones leading out onto the balcony we were just on. As she led me down the hallway, I noticed young girls and woman walking around from room to room. They were all wearing the sme thing. A leather thong and matching heels and collar with a small silver chain attached falling between their breasts. Some where white, some were black and others were the gold of the woman I was with. “The colors are ranks.” Said Blackie. White is the lowest and gold is the highest. There is a platinum level but they are very rare and live in a guest quarters on the grounds.” She led me into one of the rooms. It was like a college dorm room only decorated nicer. The room had a full size bed , a desk and a loveseat with an entertainment unit in front of it. In it was a stereo, TV, DVD player. I didn’t notice any closets. Off to the right was a huge bathroom. I stood looking as she talked. “There is no closet space because you will own nothing. As soon as you agree, your apaprtment will be packed up and it’s Contents placed in storage until your departure. The only clothing you will have is the uniform which will be placed on your bed each morning. Any other outfits you require will be provided to you as needed. Like clothes to wear out on time off and outfits requested by an owner. You will remain shaved at all times, any lax in this will be punished.” I got a little nervous at the word punish but kept quiet. We left the room and headed toward the staircase once again. On the third floor the layout was completely different. There was a common area which was decorated like a luxurious bar. Dim lighting, leather lounge chairs. Men were seated in chairs with drinks, and slaves all around. None were on the furniture. Blackie whispered. “You are never to sit on a chair or couch here. Always sit on the floor with your legs tucked under you and leaning back on your heels. Hands resting on lap. This is a slaves lounge. A place where the members come to socialize and drink and you are there for their entertainment or if they wish to take you to a room.” I looked around and saw the doors lining the walls. In the corner a young brunette was giving one man a lap dance. It looked like they were smoking a joint. “Yes,” she whisered again. “We have some very powerful clientle. Politicians, lawmakers, heads of some mamoth companies. The laws barely reach insdie these walls.” Now I understood the confidentially agreement. But this whole thing must be unlawful. How do you enforce that agreement I wonder? I was about to ask bit she must have given this tour a thousand times. “The agreement you sign mentions nothing of the nature of the buisness and this very clientle we serve will protect that in any court you go to.” Great. I thought. I felt the mens eyes on me smiling, smirking. They must have known why I was there by the mesh tank dress I wore. I felt completely exposed and a slight flush came to my cheeks. The dampness between my legs grew at the same time. We entered what seemed like a small closet, but when I got inside realized was a little room with a view into one of the rooms. A two way mirror was my guess. I looked in on the scene before me and was transfixed. There was a middle-aged man sitting in a recliner watching two girls on the bed in the room. One was tied spread eagle on her back and the other was straddled over her face, making her lick at her pussy while she was leaned over violenlty shoving a huge dildo in and out of her pussy. The man had his hands wrapped around his hard cock as he watched. I could hear the sounds coming from the girls and his breathing. My own breathing got fast and I could feel the fire burning between my legs. I felt Blackie walk behind me and whisper in my ear. “You like that, don’t you?” I felt her hands reach aroudn me and squeeze my tits, her fingers pinching at my nipples. I couldn’t answer or tear my eyes away. The girl on the bottom was trying to struggle, her body wracked with an orgasm. Blackies hands traveled down my stomach and under the flimsy material of the dress to find my pussy soaked now. She giggled “You will love it here” she said right before she thrust a finger into my pussy and licked at my ear. My whole body melted and I parted my legs for her. She withdrew her finger and stroked my clit. I panted and knew I was about to cum when she stopped. My eyes went wide. “Sorry Dear, I don’t have permission to do that.” And she walked away. I took one last look at the room and saw the man jerking off widly now as the girl on top screamed out her orgasm. My legs werent steady and body was on fire. I knew my nipples were rock hard as I walked through the room, men drinking in my aroused state. I followed Blackie to the next floor but we did not go in. “That is just daily things. Dining room, supplies, a few permanent workers quarters.” We kept going. Once on the bottom floor we went out a side door and down a glass covered path. The grounds were beautiful. At the end of the path there was a sprawling outdoor set-up. A long tiki bar, a olympic sized pool, lounge chairs everywhere. Music was loud and the atmosphere was a party. Girls were draped over men everywhere. Some of the slaves were being led around my their chains, being traded by members. Some were carrying trays of drinks as well as trays of various drugs. There four 10-person hot tubs at each corner of the pool. Two girls were actively making out in one of them with 5 men watching and fondling them. Another had two couples being servced by one slave. Apparently there were women who belonged to this club as well. “And this is the pool. It’s all about fun here. We are still slaves but the mentality is more one of a frat party.” She giggled. She seemed happy just to be out here. “would you like a drink?” I looked at her and nodded. The good feeling contagious. She came back with two large blue tropical drinks and we walked around the area. Slaves in white and black nodded to her, man smiled at her. One stopped right before us. He was tall and tanned, had dark shoulder length hair and perfect teeth and dripped of money somehow even though he was only in a pair of blue swimming trunks. He raised the back of his hand to my cheek. “Hmmmm, Very beautiful.” I instictively pulled back and saw the fire in his eyes and immediately regretted it. But he softened almost as quickly and smiled. “And untrained huh?” He chcukled and walked away. “You caught maxwells attention. I am impressed” Said Blackie. I didn’t know what that meant but I downed my drink and Blakie immediately nodded to someone to get me a new one. I sipped at that one and continued to stroll. The warmth from the alchohol and my previous experience in that room and the bodies all around me had me feeling a little hot again. We sat at a shaded table and I shifted in my seat. A man came over and sat next to Blackie. “Well well well. I am glad you are back.” He looked at me. “What have we here?” I could feel him leering as he stared at my tits though the mesh. My nipples already hard. His hand roughly parted Blackies legs and I knew he was rubbing her thighs and pussy. She groaned. “Little slut thinking of joining the flock?” I felt shocked but my pussy reacted immediately. I watched uncomfortably as he assaulted Blackies, pussy, her legs now spread wide on the bench. He never took his eyes off of me as he took out his own cock and started stroking it with his other hand. I was getting hornier by the minute. Blackie was rocking on his fingers now. “Don’t you dare cum, you whore.” He said it to her but was looking at me and I felt a wave go through my body. I think I was jealous. My eyes dropped to his hands working on her and I stared as a finger worked it’s way under her gold thong and rubbed furiously. She gripped the egde of the bench and wimpered, “Please, Sir” “NO!” he cried and rubbed faster. He was making it impossible for her and I desperately wanted to reach between my own legs and relieve the ache. He pulled his hand away from her and she gasped, her hips still wiggling. He grabbed her hair and pulled on it until she was bent over. She opened her mouth and greddily started sucking on his rock hard cock. He giggled and pushed her head down onto him. “Ummm. Yeah. Suck my cock good slut.” He was still looking at me when he talked. She sucked harder now, slurping at his cock. I saw the orgasm coming. I could see it in his eyes. I was taken in. I couldn’t look away. He came and she swallowed and licked every last drop of it, not moving from her bended position until he allowed it. “Get up, sweethart.” She got up and smiled warmly to him. I was dumbfounded. He got up and kisssed her on the cheek. “Maybe if she stays, she can help you out.” He said and walked away. I didn’t know what to say. I took the straw between my lips and looked down at the table like a kid as I drank my drink. I couldhear her trying to reagin her composure. Then she just stood and I assumed I should follow. Nothing was mentioned again. “Now we are onto the more serious side of this establishment.” We walked back along the path and into the house. Once in the main hall we crossed it to another side door. As soon as it opened my blood ran cold. I heard moans, sometimes screams coming from below. “Do not be frightened. You have been made clear that your pain level will not be surpassed but be rest assured it will be tested and you will be trained and punished when necessary. It was what one would imagine mid-evil dungeons to look like. Stone walls and corridors, but when she opened one of the doors, it was plushly decorated. I was rooted to the spot. This was a small room. In the center was a ring of men. Maybe 6 or 7 of them. They were all looking at a girl in the center. She had been placed on all fours. Her hands were cuffed to rings in the ground in front of her. Her knees also cuffed to rings only spread far apart, her ass and pussy exposed to the men. One of the men reached forward and spanked her ass with a riding crop. She cried out. Another reached down and pulled her head up by her hair. “Suck my cock, cunt.” She opened her mouth and started sucking, moaning everytime the crop landed on her bare ass. The man thre the crop aside and grabbed her hips, driving his cock deep into her pussy. “You WILL fuck like the slt you are!” “She asked for a break by the pool earlier.” Said Blackie. She thought she had a choice. When on duty, You NEVER have a choice. You are property. No rights. They are reminding her of that. That young guy. The one getting the blow job. He is Master Kinkaid’s nephew. Has a problem with most women. He always gets in on the punishments. He’s a lot of bark though. Master will throw him out just as quickly as anyone else if he breaks rules. He lost his privileges for a year when he slapped a girl across the face. Hasn’t done it since.” He didn’t look old enough to have a history. “How old is he?” I blurted out. She didn’t seem to mind the question. “21. He’s been here since he was 18”. The entire family knows of the empire. We are a world unto ourselves out here.” I wanted to ask where out here was but decided agasint it. He was 2 years younger than I was. We lfet that room and I was not showed any others. From the noises down here, I had a feeling that was a tame punishment. When we reached the main level again, Blackie excused herself and told me to go to the pool and relax while I think about all I have seen. I had a deicison to make. I got to the pool and got myself a drink. I felt vulnerable by myself and made my way back to the shaded tables again. I was feeling lightheaded now from the drinks and sat back to observe. I noticed a woman in a regular bikini lounging by the pool. I followed her gaze and saw that she was watching a gorgeous brunette in a hot tub with three men. One had her bent over the edge of the tub, her hands resting on the deck. Another man was behind her fucking her slowly. The third was watching and stroking his cock through his shorts. I looked to make sure no one was watching and let my hand slip between my legs. I had to touch myself, I was loosing my mind. I closed my eyes and go lost in it when I felt someone come up from behind me. “Do not turn around,” he said. He reached around me and stuck his hand up my flimsy covering and qucikly started rubbing my clit. “I am hope you join us.” He said as he rubbed harder and faster. My breathing was getting quick. I leaned back and felt his cock up agasint my back. I groaned and he rubbed it agasint me harder. “Oh but you are a horny one. Cum for me slut. Cum hard.” And I did just that. I bit my lips to stifle the moan and let my juices run over his hand. Before I knew it he was gone and Blackie was sitting opposite me with a knowing grin on her face. “We wont’ tell Master about that one.” She stood and led me back the office I started in.