Elly Learns to Beg

Kelly could not believe the person she had become. In just two days, she went from a somewhat sexually adventurous person to someone who'd allowed herself to be fucked by two men, rawdogged and double penetrated, to be filmed with semen coursing out of her cunt and asshole, to not only fuck a woman but to abuse her cunt and dominate her as she fucked her pretty little face. It was like a whole world had opened up inside her. She never wanted to leave it.

She looked down at herself. The outfit her masters had sent her was similar to what she'd chosen to wear herself, the second time they'd fucked her, when they made her their slave. It was a harness contraption, with a collar and a waist corset that pushed her breasts up but left them exposed, with garters attached to a band around each thigh. Her cunt and ass were entirely exposed. Over this, she was offered a silky shirt dress in a midnight blue color, like water at night. It only came to her mid thigh, and the straps circling her thigh were clearly visible. She was instructed to leave it unbuttoned to her cleavage, and her hard nipples were obvious through the thin fabric. In fact, everything was obvious about her. She was going to be fucked, hard, and every person who saw her walk through that hotel lobby in her high strappy heels, out to the dark car waiting for her, knew. But even they knew so little.

Kelly opened the car door and got in. The driver tipped his head at her but said nothing, and they drove away silently. Kelly resisted the urge to run her hands up and down her body, not wanting to get herself too excited. Not yet. There was time for her to be excited, she knew. She should be scared, probably, but she wasn't scared. She was going into this evening knowing that she'd relinquish all control of her body. Anyone could and would touch her, lick her, spank her, whip her, fuck her. She would be restrained. There would be objects and cocks in all of her holes, repeatedly. She would taste and swallow and be rubbed all over with come, from men and women. She would beg and plead for release. All of this would be watched by many, and filmed for many more to watch, again and again. She didn't care. It was everything she ever wanted.

The car pulled up to an elegant door with a doorman in a black suit. Kelly got out of the car, not speaking to anyone, and the doorman held out a hand to her. "Miss Rand. Welcome. You are our guest of honor this evening." He pushed open the door.

It was dark in the club, and calming. Two slave girls stood there in sheer black stocking dresses. Kelly noticed their large natural breasts and wondered if they'd been chosen for her. One of them said, "Please, let us unbutton you." And then quickly slid Kelly's dress off her.

A curtain pushed open, and there were Allen and Rob, dressed in expensive suits. Rob held out a drink to her. "You should have this. It will relax you and make you more pliable. I think you may need that." Kelly took the drink and sipped it as Rob ran his hand down the length of her body. After her next sip, he held her chin in his hand and kissed her, deeply, as Allen came up behind her and pressed his huge cock, already hard in his pants, against her.

"I think tonight you may not get to have this cock, my slut."

"Even if I beg you, sir?"

"I think you will be begging enough. Tonight, we will watch you be made into a true slave. We will see you debased and used and pushed to your limit, and then we will see you experience pleasure like you have never experienced before. After, only after, will you belong to us. Are you ready for this?"

"Yes, master. I have never been more ready."

"Then let's begin."

Allen clipped a leash on her collar and Rob placed a hand on her waist, and they led her behind the curtain.

Kelly inhaled deeply when she saw the room laid out before her.

In the middle, there was a heavy wooden table with a pile of fur throws on one side. On the left was a wooden slab, set at an angle, with straps at the corners and in the center. On the right was another table, this one with a reclining seat in the middle that could be raised up and down, and many contraptions around it - bars, belts, ropes. Hanging from the ceiling were various hooks and loops, and attached to the wall behind were metal rings. And at the very front was a sort of settee.

All around the room were masters and slaves. It was clear right away that the slaves were all women, but that the masters were both women and men. And some of the slaves, like Kelly, seemed to be switches. Kelly spotted Tamara on her knees, with a cock in her mouth, being roughly face fucked by a muscular man covered in tattoos. She felt jealous, both because she wanted to be fucking Tamara, but also because she wanted to be Tamara. She realized she would need to get over her tendency towards jealousy.

Allen pulled on her leash. She must have been staring. "There is someone you need to meet."

He guided her over to a spot on the floor and told her to kneel. Kelly heard booted footsteps approaching from behind her. They felt vaguely threatening, and also exhilarating. A man walked around her and looked down at her.

The man standing in front of Kelly was the sexiest person she had ever seen. He gave her chills just by his presence. He was wearing leather pants and leather bands on his wrists, with a mask covering part of his face. His blue eyes stared out from behind it, looking through her. His body was strong and muscled, and it was hard to tell what he looked like, exactly, except that he immediately made her sopping wet. Kelly found herself staring at the huge bulge in his pants.

He came over to her, put his hand on her neck, gently. Pushed her chin up so she was looking up at him.

"You are going to be mine at the end of this, but you will only get that reward if you manage to last until then. Do you want to be taken by me?"

Kelly was trembling. "Yes, sir."

He pressed his leather covered groin to her cheek, and she nuzzled against it. God, he was enormous, and he wasn't even hard. She could already picture him ruining her, filling her like she'd never been filled before.

"Good, slave. I hope to enjoy you very much." He walked away.

Allen pulled her up roughly and led her to the seated contraption. He sat her down in it, and told her to lie back. Then he pulled her legs up and spread them way out, attaching the bands on her thighs to hooks hanging from above. He wrapped a small band of leather around each of her big toes and attached them to another hook. "This is to control you when you come. You will want to respond by moving your feet and toes, but you will not be able to. It intensifies your orgasm." Rob came around behind and lifted her wrists, attaching them to leather cuffs and securing her arms up and over her head. He tilted the chair back a bit, and using a lever, lifted the chair up so her exposed cunt was at the right height to be fucked. Finally, Rob took out a pair of nipple clamps and attached them to Kelly's hard nipples. She sucked in her breath in a deep inhale and moaned.

"Look at that cunt. Damn, I need to go find another one to use right now or I will take her again and spoil the evening." Then, not even looking at her, they walked away into the crowd.

And a crowd was forming around Kelly. At least ten men, in various states of undress, most almost naked if not already naked, were watching her. Staring at her body. Her breasts, pushed up by the corset, her darkening nipples swelling in the clamps. A man reached out and gently brushed his fingers over her nipples. Again and again, increasing the pressure until he was rubbing them roughly. Kelly felt she would come just from this, it felt so incredibly good. Then she felt hands - several hands, many fingers - exploring her pussy lips, glancing over her clit. She struggled to move her legs and feet and could not, forcing her to simply exist as she felt these sensations.

An older man was the first to fuck her. He simply put his hands on her thighs and thrust himself into her. As he fucked her, he held her clit between his thumb and forefinger and gently pulled on it. "Mmm, you are a good little slut, aren't you?"

"Yes, sir. Are you enjoying me?"

"Your cunt is so tight, my god. You are a new slut. I am honored to be the first one to fill you this evening." And with that, he came inside her.

She hadn't been expecting this so soon. He slid out of her and walked away, and was quickly replaced by another man, a younger man who pulled hard on her clamps while he fucked her. No one had told her not to come, but she knew not to, and she was sweating with the effort of holding it in as this exquisite pain accompanied the intense pleasure. He pulled out and came on her stomach, then rubbed his hands through it and fed some to her, before instructing his own slave to eat the rest of it off Kelly, as well as to clean out the other man's come that was slowly dripping out of her hole. Kelly looked into this slave's eyes as she licked and sucked and swallowed the evidence of Kelly's debasement.

The next man had lube and he held up the bottle for Kelly to see, almost like a threat. He pushed her hips up so as to access her anus and he dripped a load of lube into and around her tight hole, then onto his nice-sized cock. He didn't speak or look at her at all as he pushed his cock into her most intimate area, grunting with the effort. Once he was in, he rocked slowly in and out, in and out, until her anus relaxed and started gaping. And then he rode her ass hard, much harder than anyone had ever before. It hurt, but it was a good hurt. A hot hurt. Kelly noticed that one of the videographers was filming, zooming in closely on his cock going in and out, her empty cunt dripping semen and her own juices to join the lube that was frothing around her hole.

The man fucking her ass reached out and pulled off the nipple clamps. The blood flowing back into her nipples was almost more than she could handle. She screamed out, and he responded by slapping her cunt, hard, once, then again, then again, and again. "Don't stop, please, don't stop," She begged, and he continued to spank her cunt, hitting her clit each time with a delicious jolt, and then without asking, without begging, Kelly came, her ass and hips writhing under him as his balls continued to slap her ass cheeks with every thrust.

Kelly heard voices around her, men commenting on what an amazing whore she was, trained to come while taking it up the ass. She knew they all wanted to try her in the same way, and the thought of it made her orgasm come on full force again, her juices squirting out of her, drenching the man's cock as he watched with pride. Knowing he'd made her squirt sent him over the edge, and he came hard inside her, shooting his load deep into her ass. Two holes filled now. More to go. And the night was still very, very young.

To be continued.