[Part 3] In a Flash (nc, MF, oral, vaginal, creampie, female pov)

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While still being fantasy my NC stories often contain non-consensual scenes that can feel raw, or have realistic elements to them. I don’t want to upset anyone, or make them feel uncomfortable, so please use your discretion when choosing whether or not to read.

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It was morning. I could tell from the sliver of light that managed to sneak through my shade-covered bedroom window. I sat up slowly and reluctantly looking around this room I was held in. There wasn’t much to see however. Whoever this person everyone called ‘Master’ or ‘Boss’ was, he obviously didn’t want me to get any clue to where I was.

I got my naked butt out of bed and made my way to the window. The ‘blind’ was stuck to it somehow. I could only barely peer out the crack. There was little to see however. I could see a bit of grass below me, and another wall on the other side. No landmark, no direct sunlight, no clues to be gained.

Next I went to try my door. It was locked it seemed, so I guess I was really trapped here. With nothing else to do I made my way back to bed and nibbled at my leftovers from last night. I was rather hungry, and hoped they hadn’t gone bad. I also kinda needed to pee, so I hoped whoever was in charge would come soon to let me out.

Just as I finished my thought there was a rapping at my door. I covered my nude body with my blanket, then with a click and a clank the door opened and Ellie walked in. She was dressed in a similar sheer outfit as yesterday, but blue this time. I was starting to suspect this was standard attire here.

“Hey, good morning.” She said with a bit of cheer. “How are you feeling today? Did you try the food?”

“The food was really good,” I said in a melancholy tone, avoiding her other question.

“It is, right? The chef here is amazing. Just wait until you taste his desserts!” Ellie swooned a little to illustrate her thought.

“Ahh, anyway,” she continued, “It’s time to get you ready for the day.”

“What’s happening today?” I asked nervously. Memories of yesterday were still fresh in my mind.

“Training, I believe.” She replied.

“Training?” I asked curiously, “Training for what?”

Ellie looked at me with a touch of pity, “Obedience,” she replied with a touch of distaste, but then perked up. “but hey, once you pass this test they’ll stop locking you in your room all the time. That would be great right?”

I nodded a bit sheepishly in response.

“Come’on, let’s go. Leaving The Master waiting will only make things worse… for both of us.” Point taken, I followed Ellie out the door.

We went to that same bathroom as yesterday, and cloaked by the sound of running water, me and Ellie talked freely again for a moment. Her sympathetic demeanor was a much appreciated crutch since my world was flooded with dismay. She urged me to just play along today, and promised my life would get easier if I did. I nodded and appreciated her advice. I knew she was probably right, but wasn’t sure if I’d be able to do it.

I washed up and put on my own sheer robe, much like Ellie’s. It left me feeling exposed and self-conscious, a feeling it seemed I’d have to learn to endure. I had only been here two days but everything felt so different now. I oddly enough even found myself strangely missing my morning bathroom self-care routine, which had seemed almost a chore previously. I left the restroom and Ellie greeted me outside with an unfortunate surprise.

“Sorry, but you’ll have to wear this too.” She said in dismay as she tied that same leash from yesterday around my neck, before handing the other end to our chaperone. He took it and without a word began leading us down the hallway.

As we hurried along I began to feel ill, like a sinking pit in my stomach was making me weak. Fear, of course, I knew this apprehension. The fear of whatever was going to happen to me today. I gritted my teeth.

We finally walked through a set of french doors into a large room.

“Ahh Jasmine, you made it.” A now familiar voice called to me from across the dimly lit room. It was the elderly man again. “Welcome Ellie!”

I froze in an instant.

“Now, now, come! There’s no reason we should see such timidness from someone who was such a fireball yesterday!”

Our chaperone gave my leash a gentle tug, and I shook off my hesitation and continued. The Master was standing at the far end of the large room, between a pair of dining tables. They were by a set of steps which led up to a stage, which was maybe waist height. The room looked every bit like a grand room for entertaining. There were several more tables folded against the wall, and the space looked like it had been recently used. I wondered if this was where everyone was watching me from yesterday.

As we neared The Master our chaperone handed over my leash to him. I looked up and met his gaze. It was curious but firm, domineering almost. “Come, follow me.” He said and began to climb the stairs. I followed nervously behind. “Ellie, come too please.”

“Yes Master,” came her voice from behind me. She did her best to make it sound perky, but there was a hollowness to it.

We got to the top of the steps and the old man turned to face me. I stopped and watched his eyes as they traveled up and down my body. I shivered uncomfortably.

“On your knees please ladies.” He ordered us. I watched as Ellie dropped silently down to her knees on the stage. Afterwards she looked up at him smiling and keeping eye contact.

Reluctantly I kneeled as well, keeping in mind what Ellie said about playing along.

“Excellent! Samantha, you have so much potential here.” The old man gloated gleefully.

“Now I need you both to remove your robes please.” He asked politely.

Ellie began undressing immediately, but I had frozen again.

“Samantha…” came The Master’s stern voice.

“Sorry,” I apologized. I undid the waistband and slipped my arms out of the sheer robe, laying it gently off to my side.

“Good girl,” he replied with a hint of evil intent in his voice.

He then beckoned our chaperone over. The chaperone came up the stairs holding a folding chair and a briefcase.

“Samantha, please put your hands behind your back.” The Master told me.

I looked up at him confused, and then over at Ellie. She gave me a slight nod of encouragement.

I did as I was told. Seeing my compliance brought a smile to the old man’s face. “Well you’re a little slow still, it gives us something to work on though.”

I just dropped my gaze in embarrassment. This whole situation was beyond humiliating, and it was all I could do to endure it.

The chaperone now walked behind me and I heard him rummaging through the briefcase. A moment later he grasped my wrists, and clicked something metal around them. As he released me I moved my hands a little. Yup, of course, they were handcuffs. The chaperone was placing a pair on Ellie now.

The Master looked over both of us with satisfaction. Seemingly content he proceeded to unbutton and unzip his pants. He pulled down his boxers as well and his flaccid penis flopped out rather unceremoniously.

“Now ladies, I only have one, so you’ll need to share!” He joked, “Samantha let’s see what that tongue of yours can do first, yes? I’ve been waiting to feel it on my dick since you arrived.”

I looked up at him with what must have been a horrified look in my face.

He urged me on, “Come’on Samantha, it’s just a penis. It’s not going to hurt you. Especially if you treat it well!”

I walked over to him on my knees. Looking up at him, he appeared dead serious. I didn’t have a choice it seemed. With my hands bound behind me, I didn’t really have a way to hold it so I just leaned in close. His scent wafted up my nose as I got close, sweat and a slight hint of urine. He obviously hadn’t showered today. Ugh, this was going to be awful.

I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out, touching it to his skin near the base of his shaft. I could taste his saltiness now. As I began to draw my tongue along his length I began shaking. My mind was panicking. I had to stop.

“Samantha?” His voice asked.

“I… I can’t do this.” my wavering voice protested.

“You don’t have a choice,” he replied. “My commands are to be obeyed without question.”

This asshole was seriously power tripping right now. I looked at his penis again, just inches from my face. I gathered my wits again, pressing my lips to it. I started moving along its length, back and forth. The master sighed softly.

“Very nice, you’re going to be a useful acquisition here I think.” he commented as my tongue began wetting down his dick. It was perking up a little now, getting stiffer.

“Put it in your mouth now,” he commanded next.

I bent down and wrapped my lips around the still dangling tip. I quickly slid it into my mouth, hoping this would all end soon. It tasted awful, like an over-salted chip.

“Very good, yes, continue!” he urged me along. “This has potential.”

I could feel him slowly stiffening inside my mouth. My god, of course he was actually getting erect. I couldn’t believe this.

His hand reached down and groped my left breast with a firm squeeze. My tolerance was faltering, it took all my willpower just to keep from ripping his arm off.

“They’re a bit small aren’t they?” he mused as he toyed with my breast, squeezing my nipple slightly. “Face is cute, kinda round, wish your eyes were rounder though, you’d look rather pretty without those squinty eyes.”

I grimaced in embarrassment and tried to continue as best I could, my anger must have been showing on my face though. These horrible belittling comments were triggering my rage bit by bit. His erection was larger in my mouth now, and I wondered if I would pop first or he would.

“I suppose we could breed those out of you though. Maybe your future daughter would…”

“What!?” I pulled my head off his dick and gasped in rage, “…the hell is wrong with you!?”

He just laughed, “There’s the fire I missed. I was wondering what might finally trigger it.”

“You gaslighting piece of shit!” I yelled at him. “You can’t talk about me like that, I’m not some animal!”

I felt a firm arm on my shoulder and The Master handed over my leash to our chaperone who was holding me down as the old man stepped away towards the edge of the stage.

“Ahh my dear, you don’t seem to realize your predicament.” He mused as he grabbed a chair and lifted it up.

I just stared blankly at him, seething inside.

Our chaperone reached down to the floor and flipped up one of the floorboards. Underneath it was a metal loop. He calmly took his end of my leash and tied it firmly to the loop. He pulled out a lot of slack until I couldn’t even kneel, my neck was pulled down near the floor until it was no more than half an arm’s length high, then he tied it off. I was left kneeling awkwardly in this position. My hands still cuffed behind my back. Like a dog tied to a stake in someone’s backyard.

The master sighed as he set his chair down close to me. He sat down on it and looked me in my eyes. “My dearest Samantha, while I admire your spirit, your future will only get more bleak if you continue to disobey me.”

I just stared up at him, silently, fury in my eyes.

He studied my face a bit, “Let me show you what I mean.” He motioned to our chaperone and then turned to Ellie, “Ellie dear, keep me hard while Samantha learns her lesson please. I don’t wish to cum just yet, just a little teasing to keep me ready for her when she’s done being such a disobedient slut.”

“Yes Master, I can do that.” Ellie replied as she moved over and kneeled between the old man’s legs, burying her face in the master’s crotch.

He looked back at me with a smile now, “See Samantha she’s such a good girl. She’ll be amply rewarded for it too, I’m nothing if I’m not generous to those who please me.”

I felt a hand on my back, it was from our chaperone. I hadn’t realized he’d moved behind me.

“Now Samantha, you need to be tamed.” The master said menacingly. I wasn’t sure what he meant, but I was sure it wasn’t good.

Then there was a touch against my labia, a finger!

“Wait, don’t!” I shouted trying to twist around. Our chaperone’s weight fell on my back though, pinning me in place. He shoved his finger inside me.

“Ahhh, ow!” I gasped from the uncomfortable sensation. He didn’t waste any time moving them in and out, and my body responded, lubricating this unexpected assault. I pinched my legs together and squirmed, but he kept wriggling his hand around probing my insides. For his part The Master looked mostly disinterested in my plight, and just gazed down at Ellie, whispering something inaudible to her.

Then our chaperone tried to insert another finger. I could feel it pushing at my folds, trying to find its way in then…

“Aiiiee!” I screeched and kicked hard! His fingernail was sharp, tearing at me as he pushed it forward. My foot slammed into his knee, and we both fell on our side.

“Oww, dammit!” he yelled in surprise.

“Are you okay Ramone?” I heard the master ask.

So Ramone was his name. Ramone laughed, “Yeah, sorry boss. You’re right she’s got some fight in her.”

“Well, she needs to learn to control it too. If it helps make things even you may finish inside her if you like.” With that the old man turned his attention back to Ellie

“What!?” I yelped in response.

“Hot damn,” Ramone yelled gleefully, “gonna get me some sweet pussy today.”

“No! Stay away!” I screamed as Ramone grabbed at my left leg. I pulled it just out of his reach and tried to get up, but a sharp yank on my neck from my leash held me down. I wasn’t going to be able to get away. I was trapped.

Ramone’s second grasp was unfortunately more accurate. He grabbed onto my ankle firmly as I tried to kick his hand with my other foot. He swung my leg wide to the side and caught my other ankle.

“Let me go!” I protested in vain as he leaned forward and wedged his body between my knees before I could pinch them together. With an eager grin he leaned forward and kissed my left nipple, sucking it into his mouth with a slurp.

I twisted and squirmed from the unwanted sensation as his fingers began teasing and pinching my other nipple. With my hands bound behind my back there was frustratingly little I could do to stop him. I simply groaned in dismay as I felt myself moisten a bit more.

Ramone’s other hand dove down past my thighs and I heard the ominous sound of a zipper being undone. After some extra shuffling of fabric there was a touch against my inner thigh. My heart began racing faster as I tried to pull my hips back, away from his. We tussled and struggled for a few moments, but each time I tossed and turned it seemed to only bring our hips closer together. Then I felt his penis touch against my labia. He pushed it forward a bit, while I tried to shuffle back.

We locked eyes, “Well hello there, look what I found.” Ramone quipped in delight. Then he jammed his hips forward and wedged his tip inside me.

“Ahh!” I gasped at this sudden violation. Ramone just chuckled softly to himself as he broke into a rhythm. My body was rocked uncomfortably on the hard floor. I shifted what little I could to keep my wrists from aching, and the cuffs from digging into my back. I tried to twist my legs free a bit at first, but there didn’t seem to be much point in struggling. So I just sighed and seethed in silence.

Ramone took his time pleasuring himself. His strokes were long and slow. He’d shuffle my legs around a bit from time to time, eventually pulling my feet well over my head, while I stared blankly towards the large doors at the far end of the room. They were still slightly ajar and I could see out a bit, there was some invitingly bright sunlight shining through, and I imagined myself relaxing in it on my apartment patio while I watched the foot traffic below.

“Are you almost finished Ramone?” The master’s voice intruded in my fantasy after a few minutes.

“Oh sure boss, I was just enjoying myself. You want me to finish up?” Ramone asked.

“Yes if you could please,” came the reply. “but turn her head towards me. I want her looking me in the eyes when you finish.”

“Yes sir, of course!” Ramone yanked my hair back, and I grimaced. I was looking in the master’s direction now. He gave Ellie a kiss on the forehead as he pulled her away from his dick. Motioning her aside he got up and came to sit by my side, pants still undone, of course. He looked at me longingly while I bashfully avoided his gaze.

“Samantha I need you looking at me,” He said in a polite but firm voice.

I turned and looked him in the eyes, being sure they displayed all this seething anger I felt. He didn’t seem concerned though, he just stared back at me as an uncomfortable silence hung in the air around us.

Without any other warning I felt Ramone’s dick begin to stiffen. Worry must have flashed across my face just then because the master laughed softly to himself. This only angered me further. Ramone pushed my legs down and pressed his hips firmly into mine. All my anger, fear, and frustration overwhelmed me at this point and I began to tear up. I felt helpless and defeated. I couldn’t see The Master clearly anymore, but could tell he was still looking at me. I wanted to scream, but it wouldn’t have mattered.

Ramone let out a soft sigh. I felt his penis jump slightly inside me. That firm rod of his twitched repeatedly as I laid there, little more than an unsorted pile of emotions. He held his hips smugly in place until that horrible twitching finally stopped then withdrew himself from my body and got up. My legs plopped unceremoniously back down to the floor in the process.

“Well now Samantha, that was quite telling, yes?” The master asked me. “I think I’ve figured you out.”

I blinked away a tear and stared silently at him. He had that textbook excited look people get when they have a new idea pop into their head. It was written all over his face. “Now it’s time for you to finish me.”

Anger must have flashed in my eyes yet again, because he didn’t look amused.

“Now Samantha, must I remind you who has been kind enough to provide you with emergency contraceptives these last two nights?” He began, “It would be a shame if it slipped my mind, don’t you think?”

I just sighed and rolled over, besides what other choice did I have? I pushed my anger deep down inside me. Ellie had a point, this wasn’t the right hill to die on. I just needed to do what I had to in order to survive this as well as I could.

A small stream of Ramone’s semen began to run down my leg as I sat there. My face buried in the master’s crotch and tried not to breathe too hard, as he lounged there relaxing on the floor. I worked his cock as best I could. My tongue ran smoothly up and down his length, as I popped it in and out of my mouth. He sighed a couple of times and chatted with Ramone about plans for the evening, generally ignoring anything I did, while I dutifully tried my best to please him.

After a short time the master’s hands grasped my hair, holding my head in place. His cock stiffened and jumped, then I began to tasty this familiar saltiness. The slimy texture filled my mouth and I coughed. Oh my god this was horrible! I could never stand the taste of cum. I gagged and felt like I was going to puke. Mercifully he released my hair and I yanked my head away. I sat there coughing and gagging on the floor while his seed dripped out of my mouth making a sticky mess both on my leg and the floor.

“Well, we’ll need to work on that ending, but otherwise that was very good Samantha.” the master told me. “Ramone, take them to clean up, and show Samantha to her new room. She’s earned a bit longer leash I’d say.”

As the master left Ramone and Ellie untied me and helped me to my feet. I felt weak and shaken by the whole ordeal, I just wanted to climb in a deep dark hole and cry. It wasn’t the right time for that however, we had places to go apparently. Ramone led us down a different hallway this time, and us two nude women stumbled behind. It was brighter with large picture windows. I could see a courtyard outside with a driveway and a fountain. There was a large stone fence beyond that and an iron gate. Then just forest, as far as I could see. It felt good to see the outside again, though I was dismayed with how isolated we appeared to be. There were no other buildings to be seen.

We went through a large set of locked doors and into another short hallway, then another set of doors, and stepped out into the light.

It was a large courtyard with white stucco walls 2+ stories rising up high all around it. At its center was a modest sized swimming pool, a fountain, and a smaller English-style garden. It looked almost more like a hotel than a garden in a sense. There were several doors right off the covered walkways which went around its perimeter, each with a number on it. There was a woman in a bikini lounging near the pool reading a book. She glanced up at us briefly, and returned to reading. I was led to door number 8.

Ramone opened it for me and waited outside while Ellie led me in.

“This is your room. Much better than your old one, like I promised,” she said in a tone that somehow melded disappointment and hopefulness perfectly.

It was a nice room, nothing too fancy, rather like a moderately priced hotel room. There was a queen-sized bed, a desk, kitchenette, and bathroom with a tub and shower. A large T.V. hung on the wall opposite the bed. Ellie showed me briefly how it worked. Finally a closet, stocked with a variety of disturbingly skimpy clothing options, of course, and small dining table for two. It wouldn’t have been a bad place to stay, if only I was here willingly.

“Meals are at 7am, noon, and 5pm. You can keep leftovers in the frig, just throw them out if they go bad. Housekeeping comes by just after lunch if you need anything. There’s a list of The Master’s rules and some other info in that folder on the table there. Laundry goes in the basket, and someone will give you your personal schedule of, um… appointments, Ramone will usually come by 15 min early to get you for those, otherwise you’re free to wander around the courtyard or mingle, or just relax.” Ellie recited sounding a bit like a tour guide. “I’m in room seven if you want to say hi later. I’ll introduce you around.”

“Thanks, I’ll do that.” I nodded a bit as I glanced around the room. I felt a bit like a bird in a gilded cage suddenly. “I need to take a bath first.” I replied, stating the obvious.

“I guessed as much, I’ll see you soon then.” Ellie replied.

“Yes, see you soon.” I replied as she headed towards my door.

“Oh,” Ellie stopped and said in a much more heartfelt manner, “I’m sorry you’re trapped here with us, but chin up you can make it through this. I know you can.”

I nodded and said “thanks…” as Ellie closed the door behind her.

After she left I went into my bathroom, turned on the shower and just absolutely bawled my eyes out for a good 20 minutes before I could manage to clean myself up. I found an oversized crop-top and some very short shorts in the closet. They were perhaps the least revealing items in there, and headed for my door. I feared what my future might hold here in this place, but at least I wouldn’t be facing it alone.

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Chapter 3 is now complete! Let me know your thoughts, feedback is always welcome! There’s definitely more to explore here, so another chapter is a possibility, if people want one.

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