Sunlight flooded the room, it was tastefully decorated, the walls covered in a pale pink and lilac paper. The furnishings were sturdy, wooden with rings and other tie points hidden out of view. This was a room with a hidden agenda. The woman on the bed moaned softly, her body naked, bruises and marks coloured her pale skin, showing the ordeal she had been through the night before. Slowly she began to wake, to remember. Maria's eyes felt grainy, sore and she blinked in the bright light. She wanted to rub them, but as she tried to lift her hand, she realised she was still tied to the bed. She wasn't spread eagled as she had been last night. But she was bound, unable to move. Her ankles were tied together, but with a bit of play in the rope. Her hands were tied together also, but she could move a little, they obviously wanted her to be comfortable. She would have to wait for whoever came to release her, her bladder was full and her tummy rumbled, she was famished and could do with using the loo and having a shower. She hoped they wouldn't be too long about coming, she didn't want to make a mess.
The question was...did she want to be released, not only from the ropes but from here; there was something about the way she had felt last night. Especially seeing Darren dressed as he had been and the way he had spoken. She had always suspected there was a hidden side to him. He had always come across as hiding something. And now she knew what it was. She smiled and stretched as much as she could. Sir, he was her Sir, and she couldn't help but wonder what the day would bring. She didn't think she was going to be going home. But what about her job? What about the bar? She had to open up, to be there.
Watching her from his room sat Darren. His dark eyes took in her waking form and he smiled, she had done well last night, but today would be the one. He was going to inform her about her new life, what he wanted from her and how her life was about to change. He would give her a day to think through what he was going to tell her. If after the day here with him, she didn't want to do as he wanted, then he would take her home and that would be it. She could return to her life, but it would be without him. If she took the other option then her life would change drastically. She would become his, totally. And she had a day to decide. But he would show her the life that awaited her - if she chose to remain here with him.
Of course, Maria had no idea that this was Darren's place, she didn't really know that much about him. They had been together for six months and he had shown her the most amazing sex ever. She had learnt, grown and became a lot more confident in herself. If she remained with him, she would learn so much more. Some of it she wouldn't enjoy, well not immediately, she would learn to like it, eventually to crave what only he could give her. But in other areas, he knew she would relish the attention and feelings he would give her, force on her. After all, what use was a slave if she didn't give her Master what he desired?
"Max, she's awake" Darren spoke into the intercom, alerting his two friends to the progress of Maria, "take her in breakfast, then have her showered and shaved, I don't want any hair on her when I come for inspection." He spoke with a cool confidence, Max and Harry weren't just friends, they both lived here in his mansion, each had their own slave. Linsay was Max's slave, she was collared, and doted on her Master. Jessica was Harry's girl. She was still learning, but she was doing well. With his guidance Max and Harry were showing great promise, and he was enjoying the way things were working out. Now he just needed to get Maria in to the mix and he would be truly happy.
"Do you want me to take Linsay with me?" Max replied, his voice rough, still waking up, he groaned and Darren guessed he was receiving his morning wake up call. Linsay was probably giving him a blow job, he knew he had her trained to do that every morning.
"No, not yet, you deal with her, and if you have any problems tell me, I'll deal with any transgressions later, I don't want to scare her just yet." He smirked, his tongue running over his teeth. "Let me know when you've done it, I have to take some calls and then I'll be in to see her."
Max nodded and laid back, his hands in Linsay's hair, thrusting his hips hard, forcing his hard cock down his slave's throat, knowing she could take it. She was a good little cock sucker and he enjoyed the attention she gave him. "Oh yeah, that's good slut, deeper, come on, deeper, I know you can, I want to shot my spunk into the back of your throat" he groaned, his voice ragged as he drew closer to cumming. When he finally exploded, he shot his seed into her mouth, feeling her swallow and then finish him off.
"Good girl, now, run down to the kitchen and prepare a tray of breakfast items for Darren's little friend. Leave the tray on the table outside her room, then come back here, I have a new whip I want to try out later."
"Yes Master" Linsay whispered, standing and moving with a seductive sway. She was buzzing inside, she loved pain, and Max knew how to give her what she wanted.
Maria was dozing when she heard the door open. She opened her eyes and was disappointed to see Max and not Darren. Max could see by her reaction she hadn't wanted to see him, and he smirked, "Morning slut, did you sleep well?" he asked, moving to her and untying her.
"Yes thank you Sir, very well" she replied in a soft tone.
"Good, I'm going to allow you to use the bathroom, and then have a shower. You are not to close the door. I want you to shave your pussy, your Master does not like hairy cunts." He loved the way she blushed. "When you come out, you will stand with your feet apart and your hands on your head. I will then make sure you have shaved properly." He didn't tell her what would happen if she didn't shave properly, that little treat was for Darren to reveal if and when she decided what she wanted to do.
Maria stood, rubbing her wrists and walked slowly across the room. Max watched, a sparkle of amusement in his eyes. She went to automatically close the door and he cleared his throat, frowning as her eyes met his. She dropped her hand, her cheeks burning a furious crimson. He had enjoyed last night, this one was a fine piece of ass, and one with a lot of potential.
Maria hurried from his sight, aware of his eyes roving over her naked form. She went loo and then stepped under the shower. Everything she needed was displayed on the side, shampoo, conditioner, shaving gel, razors. There was a cupboard as well and she guessed that would contain other toiletries and hygiene goods. She had never shaved herself down there. Sure she had trimmed it, but being asked to shave it was a totally new experience for her. She wasn't sure the best way to do it. She wasn't going to do it here in the shower. She gulped, "Sir Max," she called, "I have never shaved myself down there" she whispered as he appeared in the door way, "I don't really know where to start." She felt so embarrassed and dropped her eyes from his.
Max turned, "stay there, don't move from the shower" he ordered and left the room. He was grinning hard and walked to Darren's study. "You're gonna love this, she's never shaved herself before and doesn't know where or how to start." Darren turned and looked at his friend.
"Classic, ok, here's what we'll do..."
