Catherine slowly became aware and tried to open her eyes, but all she could see was dark. Her throat felt dry and scratchy. She mumbled weakly to no one, “Water.” Her body stiffened with surprise when she felt a straw touch her lips.
“Open your lips and drink slowly” a voice said quietly.
Catherine complied willingly. The water was cool and had a slight fruity taste to it, but then it was withdrawn from her lips unexpectedly. Her mouth tried to chase it, but she couldn’t see it or anything else. The water had chased away the dryness in her throat and let her mind clear a bit.
It took only moments for her befuddled mind to realize she was laying down and nude. She could feel cool air on her bare skin and the clammy, stickly feel of vinyl on her back, like a doctors exam bed.
“Where am I?” Catherine asked weakly. Not receiving an answer, Catherine tried to move. Panic set in when she could not move her arms. She could feel thick leather straps holding her arms down. Fear and terror escaped her lips when she could not move her legs. Trapped, strapped to the bed she was laying on, Catherine begged the unseen person who had given her water for help.
“Please help me! Let me GO!” she screamed. Catherine could not remember anything after she tapped the unlock button on her key ring. It had been an long, difficult day in her droning office job. Pettiness and sniping from the staff and visitors. She had really only wanted a long hot bath and a comfortable mug of hot chocolate.
She flinched her head when she felt the back of invisible fingers stroke her cheek and a faceless voice say, “In due time dear, you will be released, free to resume your uninteresting life. That I solemnly promise you.”
Hearing the voice, the first face her mind saw as it desperately tried to make sense of things, was the evil lion in the kids movie, the one with the catchy songs. Snobby, cultured, urbane and evil. She imagined soulless eyes on her as the fingers stroked her cheek.
Catherine could feel tears well up in her eyes, soaking the cloth that covered them. “Please?” She whimpered, “Please let me go.” Sobs began to wrack her body, fearing that she would never see the light of day again.
The voice whispered closely in her ear, “Sobbing is most unbecoming such a delectable morsel as yourself my dear.” Catherine could smell the voices breath, a hint of sweetness she could not place. The invisible fingers moved from her cheek and stroked her shoulder length dark brown hair.
“Shortly, you will experience things you have never felt before. I do believe that your pleasure will exceed that of my patrons, and my dear, they are a lusty lot.”
Strangely for Catherine, the voice ringing in her ears was so pleasing, comforting and relaxing. She could feel her body relaxing. Why and how Catherine could not answer, but as the voice droned on, she felt her mind calming.
The voice continued to reassure her, “I guarantee you will not be hurt, well, permanently. Nor will your body be scarred or disfigured. You are a living, breathing Venus to be played with. Once my patrons lusts are satisfied, you will wake up in your own bed, safe and unharmed.”
The voice suddenly commanded “Number Two, Number Four, prepare our toy for tonight’s activities. Number Three, see if all our guests have arrived.”
Within moments, Catherine could smell a sweetly aromatic aroma in the air. She heard a feminine voice command gently, “Breath deep dear.” The aroma was so compellingly pleasant, Catherine could only relax more. It reminded her of a warm summer meadow, like the one on her Grandparents property where she spent her teen summers. Frolicking with summertime friends from the area and secretly skinny dipping in a cool spring that flowed along the edge of the meadow.
Catherine felt her legs spread apart as the bed noiselessly moved them wide apart, not painfully, but she could feel a stretch. She could sense someone move between her legs and then felt her pubic hair being pulled up and clipped with scissors. Soon the clipping stopped and she drew a sharp breath when she felt something pleasantly warm rubbed on her Mons. Catherine froze when she felt the blade of a razor glide across her sensitive skin. The blade deftly removed all traces and she felt soft fingertips glide across her skin searching for errant stubble.
Catherine flexed and straightened her fingers as invisible, soft fingers spread a soothing warm oil across the shaved areas. The aromatic aroma returned close to her nose and Catherine automatically breathed the pleasant smell in deeply. She then felt a straw at her lips and she took a long sip. She licked her lips when the straw was removed, savoring the taste of the fruity water.
The two pair of soft hands resumed rubbing warm oil over Catherine’s body. Strangely, the sensations of the hands on her bare skin did not terrify her. Instead, she felt at peace and, as the hands moved relentlessly over her body, aroused. The fingers and palms were not shy about where they touched and were finding pleasant places to linger.
The invisible man’s voice returned as the fingertips were cupping her breasts and teasing her nipples to hardened points.
“Number Two! Number Four! Move our toy to the Master’s playroom. He’s arrived unexpectedly.” His voice was not pleasant like before, Catherine swore she could hear a hint of something, fear perhaps?
The voice whispered with a hint of sadness in Catherine’s ear, “I offer you my most sincere and deepest apologies my dear, but the Master cannot be denied. I will do what I can, but I can only promise that you will wake safely in your own bed.”
Catherine’s legs came back together as the bed returned to it’s original shape. She could feel herself being wheeled somewhere. Her panic was returning as her pleas begging to know what was happening were met with silence. The feeling of being moved somewhere noiselessly was unnerving. She could see a steady changing of light and dark through edges of the blindfold, as if she were being moved along a hallway.
Her fears that had been pleasantly allayed earlier, were now back in full force. She alternated between demanding to be let go, to begging and pleading.
She felt the table turn to the left and a slight bump as she was taken across a threshold. Darkness returned to the edges of the blindfold. She felt the table stop, then rotate until she thought she was facing the way she came in.
Catherine heard a deep male voice command, “Number One, hoist the toy so I may inspect it thoroughly. Afterwards, I’ll decide what will happen next.”
Catherine wriggled her body trying to escape when felt a restraint loosen on her right arm. She felt her arm pulled above her head and secured to something.
The lion man’s voice begged her “Please dear, relax you will be safe.”
Catherine felt a large hand slide down her body from just under to breasts to her right hip, “Tsk, Tsk Number One, enough of that. I do believe I will completely enjoy taming her.” The voice leaned close to her ear and whispered huskily, “I do hope there is more of a fight in you than this slut. By the time I’m done with you this evening, I want you begging to be my property.”
Catherine yell defiantly “FUCK YOU ASSHOLE! Let go now!” She could feel the fire burning deep inside her now. She struggled against the bonds holding her and the bodies holding her down. It was futile as her other hand was secured to something above her head. The table spread again and her legs parted. All the while Catherine’s called out threats and curses to those invisible hands touching her.
She could hear clicks from her feet then a command from the deep voice, “Hoist her up.”
Catherine felt her upper body being lifted in the air and the table slide out from under her. Before she could react, she felt herself being lowered and her toes just touching the floor. She wriggled and thrashed but her feet could not find purchase. Catherine’s anger grew when she found she could not close her legs. Something was keeping her feet spread apart and her pussy open.
Without warning, Catherine heard a whoosh and then an incredible sting on her ass. It took just a moment for the pain to reach her mind and another moment for her mind screaming in pain to reach her vocal cords. Somewhere in her mind, whatever struck her, reminded her of a large paddle.
“AHHHH, You fucking dick! I’m going to rip your nuts off!” she screamed, but that only earned her two quick but equally hard blows to her ass. Catherine screamed completely uncharacteristic obscenities at her invisible antagonist.
Catherine felt two strong hands grip her slick, oiled breasts. They squeezed and pulled toward her nipples. She cried out as fingertips held her stiff nipples and pulled away from her body. Suspended in the air, her nipples pulled away from her, Catherine clenched her eyes in pain. Catherine took deep breaths when her nipples were suddenly released.
The deep voice whispered in Catherine’s ear, “Good slut. Keep your fire burning bright because I’m going to piss all over it and when the embers are dying, I’m going to fuck your dirty little mouth clean.
Catherine suddenly spit in the direction of the voice. Her act of defiance was swiftly met hands cupping her head and lips crushing against hers. The hands held Catherine’s head steady and she felt a tongue lick her lips.
“Good…Good, I’m going to stoke your fire and relish putting it out. Once it’s out, you will beg to be my pet!”
The hands released her but the voice taunted her with a sneer, “I’ve seen your type before little toy.”
Catherine felt the sting of a crop lash her ass cheek. “
You pretend to be full of fire, strong and defiant. But I know you, you’re all the same.” Again, a crop stung her other ass cheek.
“Your fire will burn out quickly and you will beg to be my pet!” Another sting of a crop.
“My toy to do with as I will.” Another sting.
“I’ve seen it all before.” And another two quick stings of a crop. Catherine yelped loudly with each sting, but they did nothing but stoke the fire in her eyes.
Gasping for breath, Catherine yelled out, “You cocksucker! Is this the only way you can get your jollies?” Again, Catherine’s defiance was met with two swift crop stings, this time, on the inside of her shapely thighs. She froze when the shaft of the crop touched her pussy and her invisible tormentor moved the shaft slowly back and forth, spreading her lips and running over her clit.
“Cocksucker eh? You had better be good at it slut. You’re going to be sucking cock shortly.” Catherine could feel the voice circle around her as the Master talked.
She heard the voice say firmly, “Number Two. Number Three, wheel the cross here. It’s time for this sluts fire to be stoked.” Then, Catherine heard the Master say with humor, “Number Four, bring me the gold plug and lube.”
Catherine heard movement, then she felt herself being lowered. Her feet firmly on the ground, but spread wide apart, she tried to move, but was quickly pushed forward against a firm object. Her arm’s were quickly secured up and away from her body while a strap was secured across her waist. Her legs were finally secured to the object and she realized she was spread eagle.
Catherine felt two sets of lips attach themselves to her nipples and begin to suck firmly. She could feel their tongues swirling around and flicking the hardening nubs. Catherine groaned with unwanted pleasure as each mouth gently grabbed a nipple between their teeth and pulled, not causing pain.
Slick fingers probed between Catherine’s thighs as the mouths ravished her nipples. Fingers spread her pussy lips and began to skillfully manipulate her clit. She groaned and tried uselessly to move her hips away from the probing fingers.
“STOP!” she yelled, then groaned in pleasure.
A thumb probed her love channel while stimulation of her clit continued. The sucking on her nipples, the rubbing of her clit and the gentle thrusting of a thumb were turning her on. Her protestations weakened the longer the stimulation went on.
Catherine gasped and clenched her ass tight when she felt something slick begin to circle her rosebud.
“NO! NO! NOT THERE” she cried as a lubed finger slipped through. She groaned as the finger thrust in and out.
Catherine hung her head back and let out a huge moan as a second finger joined the first in her ass and another finger joined the thumb in her pussy. She still tried to increase the stimulation of the probing fingers by moving her hips this way and that.
When she screamed out that she was about to cum, she barely heard the Master say, “Hook her.”
The fingers in her ass quickly withdrew which confused Catherine, then, she felt cold metal at the entrance to her ass and pressure as it pushed into her. She gasped as the tapered shaft entered her deeply. Once the object was seated firmly in Catherine’s ass, the mouths left her nipples and she felt clamps quickly close around the hard nubs. The nipple clamps had small weights attached to them that pulled her nipples down.
Catherine felt a warm, hard nude body against her bare back. The Master whispered, “Slut, it’s time to see how good you are at sucking cock.”
Catherine’s breathing was ragged from her near orgasm. Her knees were weak and she struggled to regain her senses. She felt her arm restraints loosened and the Master brought each arm down gently behind her back and attach them. The moment she felt the wrist restraints click closed, her mind realized she had been free for a moment.
She let out strangled cry and tried to get loose from the Master, but it was no use. He held her tight as someone released her leg restraints, but she still could not bring her legs together.
Catherine’s knees rested on a thin mat, her wrists shackled to the floor in front of her and her legs shackled to the floor behind her. The plug in her ass forced her posture to be as erect as she could.
The Master growled, “Let’s see how good you are at sucking cock.”
Catherine felt a soft slick cockhead tracing it’s way across her lips. Her defiance had returned in spades and now, she kept her lips firmly clenched closed. Firm hands gripped her head when she tried to turn away. The Masters cock danced across her lips.
Something firm, yet soft touched Catherine’s clit and in an instant, it vibrated intensely. The shock to her recently stimulated clit was too much and Catherine opened her mouth to gasp in surprise. The Masters cock slide past her lips and she was forced to suck his rod.
“No teeth” the Master hissed.
The Master probed Catherine’s gag reflex, pulling his cock just back from that point and almost withdrawing the head. He moved his cock at will in Catherine’s mouth. Catherine lavished attention to the head and shaft while he vibration on her clit increased and decreased randomly.
“Take it, time to take it all now slut!” the Master announced as he thrust is cock past Catherine’s gag point. The Master fucked Catherine’s throat, pulling back just far enough for her to catch her breath, then driving back in until her nose was touching the Masters bare skin. She could feel only stubble on the Master’s balls when they touched her chin and her lips felt none when he buried himself fully.
Catherine sensed the Master was getting close to cumming. His pace changed as did the depth he plunged.
“When I cum slut, do not swallow. Grunt if you understand me.”
Catherine grunted as loud as she could. The vibration on her clit was taking it’s toll. She thrust her hips back and forth trying to keep in firm contact the buzzing pleasure.
The Master released his hold on Catherine’s head when he came. He pulled his cock back just far enough to release several blasts into her mouth, then he pulled out and the last ropes landed on her cheeks and forehead. When the Master came, the vibration on Catherine’s clit ceased, denying her an orgasm that was so close. She could do nothing more than whimper in frustration since her mouth was full of cum.
The Master commanded, “Open your mouth slut, show me that you have obeyed!”
Catherine complied, then she heard the Master say, “Number Three, clean her off, inside and out.”
A nude woman’s body pressed against Catherine and she felt soft lips touch hers then a hot tongue searching for hers. Catherine had never been with a woman before, but the person kissing her certainly knew what she was doing. The woman put one hand behind Catherine’s head and one on her back, drawing them together.
Number Three’s tongue dueled with Catherine’s and her hands roamed constantly. Both let out soft moans and groans. Catherine’s desire was building again, her defiance temporarily forgotten. Number Three stopped for a moment, her tongue licking Catherine’s cheeks before she resumed intensely kissing her.
Catherine’s lips searched for Number Three’s when she abruptly pulled back.
“All clean Master” Catherine heard her say.
“Number Two. Number Three, bring her to the horse.”
Catherine felt her hands and legs unshackled from the floor and she was lifted up. She was guided ungainfully a short distance and halted. Her legs were unstrapped and she was made to step forward several paces.
“Kneel slowly slut” she heard the Master command. Hands on each shoulder guided her down. She halted abruptly when something firm and slick touched her pussy lips. She was held in an uncomfortable position as someone lubed her pussy. She moaned loudly and almost collapsed when someone thrust several fingers into her heated cunt.
The firm slick object swiped up and down, spreading her lips and finally, she was guided down onto a thick shaft. Catherine groan in pleasure as the shaft filled her. She felt herself sitting on a padded, rounded hump. Her wrists were clipped to something in front of her and she felt each foot shackled to the floor again.
Powerful vibrations raced up the dildo Catherine sat on, spreading deep. At the same time, her clit was being rattled by little nubs that vibrated like crazy. She moaned loudly, thrusting her hips back and forth. The plug in her ass picked up on the vibrations flowing around it, adding another dimension to Catherine’s pleasure.
But in an instant, the intensity of the vibrations were reduced to barely moving. Catherine groaned in disappointment. After a short time, the vibrations increased, not as strong as earlier, but pleasurable nonetheless. Once again, Catherine began to pant or breath and she squirmed her hips around the dildo deep in her. Cries of pleasure filled the Masters playroom as Catherine ground her pelvis against the machine.
Once again, the vibrations were reduced. The cycle repeated itself several times before Catherine screamed out in frustration, begging the Master to let her cum. She felt the Master’s cock dance across her lips. Catherine thought that, if she pleasured him, perhaps he would let her cum. Her mouth chased after the dancing cock as she tried to draw it between her lips.
Catherine could only catch the Master’s cock momentarily before he pulled it back out of her reach. All the while, the vibrations continued to rise and fall. Catherine’s frustration grew with each cycle.
Finally, Catherine cried out “Please Master, please let me cum!”
The Master whispered in her ear, “What will you do slut?”
“Anything you want damn it!” she cried.
Catherine felt her hands and feet unshackled. Soft hands lifted her off the nefarious device that had taken her to the brink of orgasm and cruelly denied her one. She whimpered as she was led several steps until her knees touched a mattress. The hands guided her onto the firm bedding and she knee walked across until she felt a leg against hers. Again, the hands guided her up firm thighs, then her pussy was dragged across a hard cock. She stopped and was made to lean forward, her hands resting and a broad chest. She could feel hands behind her manipulating the hard member to the entrance of her pussy.
Finally, she was drawn back, sinking on a firm, fleshy rod. Without hesitation and with a smile on her lips, Catherine began to ride the cock. She relished the sensations as she rode harder and the freedom to grind her clit against the man. She felt his hands grip her breasts, pulling her down until his lips made contact. Catherine groaned in pleasure when his lips tugged roughly on her nipples. She thrust harder and faster, her breathing changing from pants to moans and whimpers.
Finally, she reached the release she had been searching for. Her back arched and her head was thrown back as she screamed her release. Her body shook and twitched as the pleasure washed over her. The cock thrust slowly into her at a steady pace.
“I own you now” the Masters voice said.
Catherine felt soft hand spread her ass cheeks and the plug was pulled out, but, it was immediately with a strapon dildo plunging into her depths.
“You will make a very nice Number Five slut” the Master said. Catherine liked the sound of that.
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