This is transition for Nathaniel's slave to remain in the dungeon with Chase. She is seeing what they would expect of her. At this point she can still safe word and everything would stop.
Nathaniel is just guiding her along the path she says she is wanting to go.
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I stayed at the club that evening, just in case the bouncers needed to find me. I didn't expect any trouble, just a completely broken slave when I returned. With no pain, and pleasure on the lowest setting, I expected her to beg to do anything to be allowed release. And I still would not allow her...yet. There were lessons she needed to learn first.
I went downstairs, unlocking door five before I went in. The scent of arousal and sex flooded my nose as soon as I set foot inside. Muffled moans and occasional scream were the sounds that told me she was still alive.
Her entire body was flushed in arousal, and covered with a thin sheen of sweat. Her wrists and ankles had marks where she had thrashed about either trying to get free, or to get just a little more stimulation to drive her over the edge.
"How is my thinking slave doing?" I spoke and she tensed knowing I was now here. "Enjoying yourself while thinking?" She tried to speak around the gag, shaking her head as if I didn't know what she was saying. I removed the blindfold and her eyes immediately come to rest on me. I motioned for her to lift her head. When she did, I removed the gag which promptly started her talking again.
"OhmygodSirI'msosorry. Iwon'teverdoitagain. PleaseSirmayI?"
"No, I don't believe so." I told her as I removed the vibrator, shutting it off. "I am going to release you to use the bathroom and getting something to eat. If I even think that you are trying to disobey me, This will seem like a pleasant dream. Am I understood?"
A deep breath calmed her. "Yes, Sir."
I released her legs, then wrists, only to bind the upper appendages behind her back. I watched her struggle to walk, waiting for her footing to come back under her.
I left the room, going to the kitchen to get something simple to eat, before returning to her.
I found her kneeling in the middle of the floor, her legs as far apart as she could get them, afraid to give any sort of stimulation to herself. Her whole body trembled in need.
"What are you thinking now, girl?"
"I am not thinking, Sir. I am waiting to be given orders." she replied.
I set the plate on the floor in front of her. She kept her head down, waiting for me to say something.
"You may eat."
Without asking to free her arms, Madeline bent over at the waist, putting her face directly into her food, rutting around like a pig to get something to eat.
"Changing your mind about being my slave?" I asked sitting in the chair in the room.
She looked up from her plate, her face covered with food. "No, Sir. There is still no where I would rather be."
"You asked about being downstairs. Knowing where is there, are you still interested?"
"Yes, Sir. I would love to be nothing more than your slave."
"If you are downstairs, people will screw you that are not me. There is more to it than you know." I warned her. "I may see if Chase will allow me to demonstrate the other things."
"Please, Sir. I will do anything you wish. Please do not send me away." she pleaded.
"Get in the shower." I commanded. She turned and rushed into the bathroom, standing in the small tub, awaiting further instructions.
I turned on the water, not bothering with the warm, activating the shower head. The spray came out with force and I turned it to her, letting it hit her stomach and chest. Madeline put her face out for me to clean, not moving from the strong water spray. I brought the head down to spray her breasts and cunt, seeing her twist in arousal.
"Please, Sir, may I?" she begged and I took the water off her, shutting the flow off.
"No. There will be none until I see you again. You want this, I will show you what is required."
She groaned, but nodded. "Yes, Sir. I will be a good girl." she promised.
"You have much to learn. The collars the girls downstairs wear shock them if their voices are ever over a whisper." I told her. "I haven't decided if I will implement all his discipline down there. I want you to have law books and still be functioning as a lawyer, just on very specific situations."
"Yes, Sir." she replied. I tugged the chain on her nipple clamps, sending waves of pleasure through her. I watched her struggle to keep control from the pain.
"For now, no speaking unless I ask you something specific. Nod if you wish." I explained. She nodded that she understood. I unbound her arms, seeing her rub feeling back into them. "You are not there yet, so dress."
She quickly threw on pants and a shirt, no underwear before coming to kneel before me. I motioned for her to follow, and she did, back down to Chase's domain.
The slaves were all where they had been the day before, all around Worthless's bound body. The new male, I hadn't asked his name, was busy pounding Worthless's ass, seeing her struggle before him. The two other girls and one other guy knelt patiently on the floor, the male prepared to take his turn, cock throbbing in need.
"I am seeing you more and more recently." Chase came to me, ignoring the girl who was transfixed with the scene in front of her. "I see your slave might have learned her place."
"She is getting there." I commented. Madeline didn't even hear me, watching the male explode into the bound slave's ass. "Like what you see, girl?"
"Oh yes, Sir." her voice was quiet, not wanting to disturb the other slaves. As the male sank away from the girl, the second flew up, immediately pounding the slave at a break-neck pace.
