Hailey snuggled back against Nick as they continued to play the "Friends" trivia game with his circle of friends. All around them, slaves sat in various states of undress, being distracted from the game by their Dom(mes). Nick's fingers were gently tormenting Hailey's clit, stroking, circling, squeezing, and Hailey was going happily crazy. He also occasionally tugged on the clamps adorning her swollen nipples, sending waves of pain and pleasure through her. The feel of his hard cock throbbing against her bottom added to her pleasure - Nick was just as aroused as she was.
In front of them, a hapless slave was tied "Eiffel Tower" position - hands attached to a chain from the ceiling and legs spread wide apart. Her Master had warmed her up with a flogger and her body shone a light pink. Throbbing vibrators were buried in her pussy and ass, and of course she had instructions NOT to come. She was, after all, the scoreboard. Her squeals, accompanying a violet wand applied strategically, signalled the turn of each team. The teams were made up of a Dom(me) and slave. There were five teams playing the game, excluding the scoreboard's Master. Each time a team scored, different colored clothespins were applied to the scoreboard. Right now, she bristled like a colorful porcupine. At the end of the game, the winning team got to play with her. And Hailey's obsession with Friends was finally paying off - they were winning!
Hailey looked around the room, marvelling at this unique group. There were three Doms and two Dommes with their male and female slaves - all of them seemingly happy with their respective roles. This was an exclusive club that Nick belonged to - a club where Masters and slaves could indulge in their lifestyles, learn their respective roles, and find support. Hailey liked that idea that there were other slaves that she could share her thoughts and feelings with. She was surprised at the speed in which they had assimilated her into their group, and how quickly she felt comfortable with them. But just two weeks ago, in this same club, she had been so terrified..........
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Hailey crawled painfully and slowly towards the two goons. They encouraged her with loud insults and descriptions of what they were going to do to her. They were going to whip her until she bled, they told her. Then they were going to tie up her tits and cunt with barbed wire and use a tazer on her. They were going to stuff her ass and mouth with huge, inflated dildos and fist her with hot sauce. They were going to .......
Hailey was literally mindless with fear when she finally reached them. They grabbed her roughly and pulled her upright. Her dress came off easily - it was already torn beyond recognition. They pulled off the clothespins, the collar and handcuffs, until Hailey was clad only in her high heels, trembling with fear. One of them pulled her by her nipples to the corner where a horizontal board was attached to the wall. It was almost at the height of her hips. He made Hailey straddle the board, which had a thin edge to it. The thin edge was right at her cunt, but not quite there.
The other began to arrange Hailey to his satisfaction. He gagged her with a large penis trainer. He tied ropes to her wrists which he then attached to a pulley system in the ceiling. There was a large amount of rope left, and just as Hailey was wondering why, he used the ropes to wrap them tightly around her breasts, until they stood out like hard melons.
"Pull the ropes, cowslut!"
The command was accompanied by a painfull twisting of her swollen nipples. Hailey cried out and pulled. Immediately the ropes tightened on her tits and pulled them up so that they seemed to be standing out by themselves. Not a pleasant experience - Hailey stopped pulling, hoping they weren't going to ask her to keep pulling. They didn't - they had just satisfied themselves that their idea was working. They pulled a leather hood over Hailey's head, effectively cutting out sight, sound and smell. She could feel them tie something to her ponytail, and remove her shoes. Now the board between her legs was pressing sharply and painfully into her pussy. Trembling, Hailey waited for the next torment. And waited......
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A squeal from the score board recalled her to the next question.
"A tape! A tape that Janice had made for him! That's what Chandler gave Monica on their Valentine's day."
Hailey answered yet another question correctly and watched as a pink clothespin was added to the scoreboard's slender hip, causing her to squeal. The squeal became a scream as the violet wand made a stab between her well decorated ass cheeks. Noticing her distress, her Master soothed her with gentle words and kisses, while stroking her face. She calmed down and nuzzled her face into his neck.
Nick watched this byplay between Master and slave as he inserted two long fingers into Hailey's pussy as a reward for her correct answer. With pleasure, he felt her tight, hot channel squeeze his fingers, and he smiled into her blue eyes. He'd almost lost her after his foolish "test." His thoughts also went back to that day, two weeks ago......
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When he had led Hailey into that room and seen the shock and horror on her face, it had taken all he had to walk away from her. He had stood outside, watching through the two way mirror, tense and ready to run in if necessary. The hurt look in her eyes when those two goons had insulted her was almost too much to bear, and when the whipping had started, his friends had to stop him from rushing in and ruining the plan. One large part of him had been appalled at what he was putting Hailey through.
But...in the end, his insecurities had been too strong, and that had guided his actions. Hailey had become so important to him that he could not envision a future without her. But there were so many obstacles. Right now, Hailey was happy with him, but for how long? Could he count on her? Was it possible to build a long term master slave relationship that both of them were happy with?
Nick had been burned before - the submissives that he had dealt with had always fallen short. They had wanted more pain and humiliation than he was willing to give, or they had burst into tears at his caustic conversation, or found him boring other than for sex, or worst of all, they had wanted his money. Going even further back, his high school and college years had been full of taunts at his geekiness.
Hailey was so different. She didn't mind his occasional moodiness, or his sarcastic comments. Her cheerful nature usually made him feel better - and tormenting her was such a pleasure. She seemed to be happy to be with him too, but Nick could not forget the fact that he had tricked and abducted her. Would she ... could she give herself to him completely? Before he could declare his love for her, Nick needed to know - he needed proof.
An analytical part of his brain realized that his lack of confidence in himself was directing this deplorable behavior, but he had not been able to stop himself. He worked hard to convince himself that this was just a way to push her limits - and as her master, it was his responsibility to discover her needs and her limits, and to provide for them. And as he had watched her submit obediently to her tomentors, he had suffered along with her, but deep inside, he had exulted in this demonstration of the depth of Hailey's feelings for him.
And the sight of her in leather and ropes really did turn him on.....
Hailey was beginning to understand the painful position she was in. Right now, her pussy was pressing hard into the the board and it hurt! She could stand on tiptoe and avoid this pain, so she did just that, hoping something or someone would come and stop this. But there was nothing, just Hailey in her sensory deprivation that made her focus all the more on the pain in her pussy. Her legs grew tired and began to tremble, so she just had to lower herself. This hurt more on her already sensitive cunt flesh, so after a moment, she tiptoed again, only to collapse with a cramp.
Then she discovered that she could pull up with her arms. This relieved the pressure on her pussy, but her tits bore the pain. Which became unbearable after sometime, and it was back to cunt torture. Hailey moaned through her leather hood, and wondered how long this was going to last. Everytime she lowered herself, it seemed that her pussy hurt more and more. And then she felt it....
Hands gently and softly stroking her sweating, pain wracked body. Lips placing featherlike kisses. Tensing with fear, it took Hailey a few minutes to recognize Nick's touch. Focusing only on the sensations on her skin, the well beloved hands soothed her, and aroused her. Hailey moaned again, this time in pleasure, only to turn it into a scream as the gentle touches and kisses were followed by the sharp bite of a crop.
Still the caresses continued, each one followed by the crop, seeming to happen simultaneously. Was there someone with Nick? Hailey didn't know and after a few minutes, didn't care as she became more and more aroused. Her swollen pussy was dripping and she didn't even mind the board between her legs. She began to rub herself hard, welcoming that pain as well. The combination of gentleness and pain was driving her crazy, chasing away all coherent thoughts.
