*Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.*
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It was a fitting punishment that even caught the Institution off guard when presented.
Sofia was an expert cat burglar. No one knew who she was despite making robberies across the nation and even some countries in Europe. She was practically a ghost, leaving no hints that she was ever there. All in all, a total of 200 million dollars worth of jewels, priceless artifacts and paintings were lost from mansions, safe houses and banks. She thought herself untouchable, but made the foolish decision to grab one more score. A painting worth 150 million dollars. In her diluted mind, it was going to be enough to consider herself retired. But all her crimes came to an end, when she had no clue that the owner of the painting was an ex-Handler from the Institution. A Mistress.
Sofia had gotten complacent, thinking that the owner was just some middle aged hag and didn’t do a thorough enough investigation. If she had, she would’ve found out that being a Mistress in the Institution is nasty business. That that certain career path ends up making many enemies. So a retired and renowned Mistress has beyond the state of the art house defense on this side of the globe. Sofia didn’t even know she tripped the alarms way before she entered the mansion. Taking one step inside the building before a hidden plate pulled her foot forward towards a wire that would pull her up and suspend her over the ground. Her knife, incapable of cutting the sturdy metallic material. All she could do was wait there as the authorities arrived
It didn’t take long to figure out that Sofia was the famous cat burglar. Her whole life was over as she was going to be put on trial and sent to the Warehouse where she’d be trained and sold as a sex slave for the rest of her useful days. However, any idea of a trial was snuffed out when the Mistress stepped forward. Calmly, yet firmly demanding that Sofia be placed in her custody. The judge and even the Institution officials were hesitant, but even they knew to stay out of this Mistress’s way. After all, they had recovered most of the stolen goods and the latest theft was on her property. She had more than enough leverage to convince them. And if that wasn’t enough, the Mistress approached Sofia with an ultimatum.
“I offer you this ultimatum. Either serve me for two years or become their slave for a lifetime.”
Sofia thought that was too easy of a choice. She wasn’t getting trained in the Warehouse and all she had to do was make it two years under this woman’s rule. Having no clue she was playing into this Mistress’s hand and the dangerous skill sets she possessed. Still, she accepted the offer.
Before leaving the courthouse, the Mistress had her guard hold down Sofia as she placed a metallic collar around her neck. Ignoring the young girl’s struggles and demand for answers. Sofia instantly felt prongs pressed against her neck as the cold steel wrapped around her flesh. Then a loud locking sound.
“This will be kept on you at all times. For compliancy reasons. I would highly recommended not trying to escape. It won’t go well for you.”
Just as her guards let go of Sofia’s arms, she expertly struck both of them in their genitals, but she didn’t make it but five feet before the Mistress held up a small remote and pressed a singular button. Sofia stiffened and fell to the ground hard as electricity surged through her body. Then she began to writhe in pain on the concrete.
“What this hell is….this thing….” Biting her teeth as her muscles tightened.
“The latest technology in slave correctional behavior. Boys, throw her in the trunk like a proper play thing.”
Sofia’s eyes winced when the trunk was opened as the blinding light of the sun struck her face. The Mistress’s men pulling her out and dragging her by her feet next to the Mistress as she calmly walked into the mansion. Inside, Sofia was taken downstairs into a hidden basement. Her eyes widening in fear for the first time at what she saw. A slew of jail cells like you’d see in some old western movie. But these weren’t jail cells. These were cages. Inside, a small sink, a large dog bed with a strange looking outlet next to it, and an old bucket, with only a singular dull light bulb dangling over the center of each cage lighting up the entire space.
Sofia was dragged across towards the end of the basement. Noticing that there were no other people here, despite the many cages. The door was opened and Sofia was thrown in, unable to try and run out as the door was slammed behind her and locked securely.
“These will be your quarters for the remainder of your stay here. As you can see, you have plenty to drink, a bathroom that will be emptied every night. Food will-”
“You’re fucking insane.” An interruption that quickly made the Mistress’s quaint smile disappear.
She simply reached into her pocket and turned on the collar around Sofia’s neck. Making the girl scream out and collapse onto the floor.
“I do no like being interrupted swine.” Her voice cold and steady. “Now where was I. Oh yes. Food will be provided for you every morning and every night. That collar you’re getting oh so familiar with has a charge limit. Once it’s below thirty percent, it will deliver random and highly intense shocks until it’s in a charged state. And make sure it’s at 100% too. Otherwise the shocks will continue. And don’t think you can power through the pain until it’s dead. I’ve never seen a single cunt here make it without….well, I think it’s best not to share that information. For moral purposes.
We will start first thing tomorrow morning. You will be provided your uniform that day. Understand?” Finally turning off the collar, only to raise it towards Sofia. “Or do you need more time to think about it?”
Sofia simply shook her head no as tears rolled down her face. “I understand.”
“Excellent. I shall see you tomorrow.” Walking out of the basement.
All Sofia could do was sit there and wait in the darkness. Reflecting on her past and actions. Just as she was starting to relax, her collar began to go off. The Mistress was right, it was more intense than when she had it turned on it. It make Sofia scream out in pain as the electricity practically dug into her skin. Sending shocks throughout her body. She tried to tough it out. It was only forty percent. How bad could it be. But another point was proven by the Mistress when Sofia couldn’t take the pain anymore as the random shocks felt unrelenting. She felt her collar had a small specialize USB. She pulled it out and realized that it was short. Purposefully designed to keep her on a short leash when she recharge the collar. She laid on the dog bed humiliated, charging her collar. Then night arrived. She heard the door open and an avalanche of footsteps down the stairs. The sound of bare feet hitting the concrete. Then the voices.
“Come on cunts. Move faster!”
“Get in your cages!”
“AHHHHH” A feminine screamed followed by the sound of another electric device.
Sofia heard all the cage doors opening and slamming shut. The men talking about how dinner was almost ready. The smell of vile excrements filling the room as the women no doubt were using their only toilet. ‘How could anyone subject people to a life like this?’ Sofia thought. A sentiment only made worse when dinner was finally provided. One of the guards that she had assaulted earlier walked up to her cage with a sadistic smile. Sliding the tray at the very edge of her cage.
“Come on bitch. Dinner time.”
Admittedly, Sofia was more than just hungry. She was always busy with her criminal career and neglected to eat the past couple of days. Feeling her stomach growl. She tried to get up and walk towards the food, but the instant the cable was pulled from the charging port, a painful shock was sent down her spine. Making the guard laugh. She rushed to plug it back in to end the suffering, looking up with hate filled eyes towards the guard laughing at her.
“What are you waiting for bitch? Come and get it!” Demanded the guard.
Sofia had no choice but to quickly disconnect it and grab the food. Unfortunately, she was still met with a painful shock just before she was able to reconnect the cable after rushing for her food. Her disappointment increasing when she looked down at her tray of food. Everything about it screamed that it was made by a professional chef, everything, except the cum that pooled around at the bottom and had soaked into some of the bread.
“AHAHAHAHA. Me and the boys added a little extra seasoning for you. Bon Appetit bitch.” Finally walking away.
Sofia threw the tray of food towards the bucket and huffed. The seed of thought finally planted in her head that she might of made a mistake choosing this inside of the Institution. Still, she was resilient. All she had to do was endure and she’d be a free woman.
The night dragged on as some sort of janitor wearing a filtered mask walked down the cages. Collecting buckets and providing new ones for the girls. Sofia slept as best she could on the dog bed. It was either that or the cold floor of the concrete. The next day she awoke to the Mistress standing at her cage. Wearing an elegant white robe that juxtapose to the repugnant state of the basement. Placed at the edge of her cage in a neat pile was her new uniform and her breakfast, still covered in cum.
“Go on now. Put it on.” Standing there with a smirk on her face.
Sofia got up, relieved that the collar can’t shock her anymore, walking towards the cloth. It was a black dress and stiletto heels. Sofia was never much into fancy dressing. Always wearing loose clothes that hid her body’s natural beauty. Choosing comfort over looks, but there wasn’t much of an choice as the Mistress held up the remote once again. She began to undress. Revealing her smooth and stunning body in front of another woman for the first time in her life. She was about to put on the dress when she was met with a shock that sent her towards her knees.
“No bra. No panties. If you’re going to be my slut for the next two years. You’re gonna dress like one. Or would you rather tell me no?”
“That’s unnecessary!” Holding out her hand in mercy as she stared at the remote in the Mistress’s hand.
“Another thing” Turning it on anyway before Sofia could pull her panties down all the way. “Address me as Mistress. Or I’ll leave this on longer than you can stand.”
“Yes Mistress…Please…” Squirming as the shocks traveled through her.
Sofia managed to finally remove her bra and panties. Wearing nothing but the collar on her neck, before slipping on the black dress. A tight dress that complimented her natural curves and heels that emphasized her ass. She expected to be taken out of the cage, thinking she could make a grab for the remote and finally be out of this hell hole, but that hope was snuffed out when the Mistress looked down as the tray of cum covered food.
“Eat your meal.” Talking to Sofia as if she was a child.
“But, Mistress…” trying to play along while working around what she clearly didn’t want to do.
“I didn’t ask for backtalk young lady. It’s going to be a long day for you and I don’t want to hear you say you’re hungry. Asking for a meal. Now eat up. All my slaves need to stay healthy.”
Sofia looked down in disgust, but did what she had to do. She picked up the tray reluctantly. Realizing now there was no utensils, she would be forced to use her hands, but even that was too much for her Mistress.
“No. On the floor. On your hands and knees. Like a proper dog.”
Sofia felt her body heat up in anger. She wanted to talk back, curse this woman out, but the fear of the collar kept her in check. She placed the tray back on the ground and began to eat, using just her mouth. Disgusted, she still tried her best to avoid the pools of cum, but still couldn’t avoid the salty taste as she ate the scrambled eggs and toast. She leaned up, thinking she was done. Only leaving a few chunks of food and the remainder of the cum on the tray.
“All of it.”
“But Mistress!” A mistake as the collar was turned back on, but this time the pain was more manageable.
“I won’t turn this off until it’s all gone. Understand?”
“Yes Mistress.” Sofia said crying through her words. She leaned back down and began to eat the remainder of the food and slurp up the rest of the cum. Feeling herself sick as the men she assaulted yesterday were surely around the corner getting a kick from all this.
“That’s right. Keep your head low. Ass up. Like a proper fuck toy.”
Sofia felt just how far she had fallen so fast. Being demeaned like this. All she could think about was knocking that woman out first chance she got. She leaned back up to show the entire tray was empty now. Taking a breath when the collar was turned back off.
“Up. We’re off to your new job.”
The Mistress unlocked the cage door and Sofia followed behind. Thinking this was her chance to strike this woman and run, but just as she suspected, the two guard from before were standing around the corner. She hesitantly followed the Mistress. Noticing that all the cages were empty once again.
They left the basement, out of the mansion and into the limo the Mistress drove in yesterday. This time, allowing Sofia to sit in the back with her, even though it was between the two guards. It was a longer drive than Sofia had thought as they went into the city. Finally stopping in some parking garage. Exiting the limo, Sofia continued to follow the Mistress, looking all around at possible exits. All thoughts shattered in her mind when she realized she would never make it far. A feeling the Mistress picked up on when she turned around and smile. The only message Sofia needed to see.
Through some double doors, Sofia was finally given an explanation as to why she was brought here in the form of what she saw. Her eyes widening in shock when she saw women all around a white artistic space. All tied up in different positions. Some pleasuring others intimately. Some in a rather stressful position that put either party in some sort of predicament. Some pleasuring themselves, same as before. Either sensual or uncomfortably. Her gaze passing by one woman wrapped in black latex squirming and whimpering underneath with a slight buzzing sound coming from between her legs. Until finally they stopped at a small stage in the corner. A small stage with a podium in front of it that sported a small dial and series of buttons. She couldn’t read what they said before the Mistress and her guards brought her on stage. There rested a metal pole sticking out of the ground. The very tip of it sporting a metallic dildo. A sight that made Sofia nervous and her heart race.
“This is where you’ll be spending the majority of your sentence. Every morning you’ll be transported with the rest of the slaves to the gallery. Breakfast is expected to be eaten by then. You’ll be spending eight hours here non stop, before being transported back to my estate in time for dinner. Every three days, you’ll be cleaned like the rest of the stock here. Understand?”
“No…Mistress…” The words making her guts churn every time she was forced to say it.
“Perhaps it’s best to show you then. Come on.” The Mistress held her hand out. The first kind gesture she had shown.
Sofia looked around to the guards. There was no escape. She nervously accepted the Mistress’s hand and was pulled towards the metal pole in the ground.
“That’s it. Stand right over it. Just like that. Now don’t move.” Her words were encouraging and made it all the more unsettling that this woman was capable of such depravity.
Just as Sofia suspected, the Mistress leaned in and started to raise the pole. The cold steel dildo on the top slowly pushing into her pussy underneath her dress. Sofia winced and began to moan as her body pushed against the invading object. Trying her best to relax. Then the moment of truth as the woman locked the pole in place. Keeping the dildo lodged in Sofia’s insides.
“Comfortable?” The Mistress dared to ask.
“No…ngh…..Mistress…” Wriggling against the pole.
“Good. Good. Now give it a spin. She just how helpless you really are.”
Sofia knew the Mistress was toying with her, but what was she to do. She felt all sense of independency. Freedom. Gone. She began to spin around the dildo pole. Every movement and sensation somehow painful and pleasurable at the same time. Wincing and groaning against the pole, using the wall behind her as a brace, before finally making a full rotation.
“Good girl. Now I should also mention that you’re one of the interactive exhibits. Let me show you.”
Sofia’s nervousness went to an all time high when the Mistress walked over to the podium in front of her. Grabbing hold of the dial and turning it clockwise. Sofia instantly felt the pole inside her begin to vibrate. Slowing ramping up in intensity as the Mistress turned the dial until it was at maximum vibrations. Sofia opened her mouth and let out a bellowing moan. It was the most intense sensation of pleasure she’d felt before in her life. Her hands reaching down to grab the bottom of her dress as she had nothing else to grab. She looked up towards the Mistress, still moaning and body shaking as an orgasm built up inside her.
“I’m going to let my customers decided whether or not to turn that down. I’ll see you whenever cunt. Toodaloo.” Walking away with her two guards and disappearing around a corner.
Sofia moaned and squirmed, but not matter how hard she tried she couldn’t run away from this. The customers started to roll in, admiring the other pieces of art before stumbling upon Sofia’s moans and sweating face. The customers would admire Sofia, ignoring her pleas to have the device turned down and instead turn on one of the buttons. Making the dildo move up and down ever so slightly. Now moving had become more dangerous and intense. Sofia couldn’t fight back anymore as she orgasmed in front of strangers. Pleading with them once last time as they walked off to enjoy the rest of the gallery. More customers walked in and laughed at Sofia’s disposition. Watching as she had to turn around and brace herself against the wall as she orgasmed again and again. Only after half of the day went by did one of the patrons turn down the dial, but it was only barely. Time went on, and Sofia was only granted a modicum of mercy when the dial was brought down to its lowest setting and the up and down function was turned off. But then she was faced with a new problem. The vibrations weren’t strong enough to make her orgasm. Instead keeping her on the edge at all times. She felt how horny she had gotten and lifted up her dress to rub her clit. No longer caring about all the eyes that were looking at her. Until finally the day had come to an end and one of the guards arrived to remove her from the pole.
It was only the first day, and already, Sofia had felt so defeated. Thinking that maybe she really should have just become a sex slave for the Institution instead of being subjected to this torture. That night she didn’t fight back against her better judgement. She had her cum covered food like a good girl. The next day, she found out that the pole had an electric function that would shock her pussy ever so slightly. In time, she associated pain and pleasure the same. The shocks making her quicker to orgasm that the vibrations or gyrations. Her body learning how to squirt as she sprayed the floor in front of a crowd of people. One day, after months, her Mistress decided to show herself again. When she was removed from the pole, she was forced to please her Mistress with her tongue, until she cam all over Sofia’s face. Disappearing once against to manage her many slaves.
Sofia laid on the floor of her cage one day, the guard dropping the tray at the edge, this time without cum. Thinking ‘How dare they forget to cum in my food.’ A thought that finally made her realize, that even if she made it through these two years. She doesn’t think she’ll ever want to leave.
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