Ownership

Ownership - Part

4

Amy stood up in the darkness; her eyes unable to adjust quickly. She suddenly heard what she thought was the spraying of aerosol from the four high corners of the room. Neon purple lighting emanated suddenly from unseen lights built between the cushions of the walls, it showed her the spray lowering down onto her as the vapour touched her bare skin. As she breathed she felt the thickness of it in her nostrils, soon the room was becoming cloudy and misted and Amy staggered. Touching her head as she became light headed she stumbled towards her bed built into the floor. She crashed down onto her back, she felt her forehead and found she was sweating. Her legs opened almost on instinct, a strong throbbing sensation had began in her clit and now her whole pussy was aching. She wanted to touch it and free herself of the urge but Mistress Bella had forbidden and Amy would not fail the woman.

Amy further noticed that her mouth was full of saliva, she was having to swallow to stop it from overflowing. Furthermore, she realised her nipples were staunchly erect, touching those Amy found they were far more sensitive than usual. The gas released into her chamber must have been hormone inducing, all Amy could think about was getting her pussy filled, in spite of how it was forbidden. Fighting through the headache that was hitting her, she climbed to her feet and went to the water dispenser. Finding her footing as she clambered onto the chair and placing her butt plug onto the connector on the chair. She felt them snap together magnetically and the wall in front of her lit up as a tube emerged. Placing her mouth around the tube, water started to trickle down into her throat, she swallowed it down intently but she suddenly felt the butt plug be pulled from her ass and then the pain of it being pushed back into her hole. Amy yelped and stood up, disconnecting the butt plug from the chair and the water stopped as she did. She spat out water and dribbled down her lithe sweaty body, realising how the dispenser worked. As long as the plug was connected and allowed to fuck her via the pole in the ground, it would work, without it, nothing.

She stepped away from the chair and felt her head, her vision was clearing slight and her headache subsiding. Her arousal remained, however, her pussy leaking her fluids down her thighs. Taking a finger she swiped the translucent wetness, a mixture of her juices and sweat and sucked on it. Amy opened in her eyes in alarm as she realised what she had done. Never before had she licked her own sexual juices so willingly, now she stood in shock as she did it unconsciously without hesitation. That's when the voices began, they were more like whispers in the air when they started, echoing around her, making Amy think she was experiencing psychosis.

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one came over the top of her head and travelled away,

Slave

one reverbed from a corner,

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another came. Not just one voice but multiple sounded in harmony, almost inhuman. They continued and echoed through Amy's brain as well as the room, she absorbed them, taking in their meanings. Then the entire wall flashed an image at her. It was only for a moment but it brightened the whole room, allowing Amy to visually take in her sweaty body and incredibly erect nipples.

The room went dark as soon as it had brightened. She had not been looking at the wall when it had flashed so was unaware as to what it was, so she waited. The voices continued and the air remained thick as she did, no sense of time meant she did not know how long she waited but it felt like an eternity. Finally, another image flashed on the screen, it was just like Mistress Bella's artistic images there hanging on her walls. First it was a close-up of a luscious pair of red lips, Amy waited again. It felt not as long this time before she saw an image of a pair of bare knees on the ground, long heels in the background belonging to another. The images increased in both tempo and explicitness, a bare naval, a deep red hand print on an ass cheek, a latex thong with a thick bush pouring out the top, a pierced nipple. They all flashed at Amy and she felt her brain being reworked as they did. The imaging serving to alter her tastes into what she wanted and what she viewed as normal. Without even realising drool was pouring from her salivating mouth down onto her sweaty chest, only serving to make it glisten more. The voices increased in loudness and the air grew even thicker, it was only when the images slowed again and came to a complete stop did Amy realise she had been mesmerised completely still.

The air grew thin, the room became quiet and white light slowly returned to the room, blinding Amy as it did. As her eyes adjusted she finally was able to take in how messy was, dried sweat and drool and pussy juice covered her body. A voice came from nowhere; however it was a robotic one. ''Inspection in thirty minutes, slave is to be washed and ready in that time.'' Amy did as instructed, her ass getting fucked and vibed as she used the machines to wash and feed herself. The apparatus from yesterday rose out the floor and she got herself on it and waited. Looking down at the floor she could only hear the noise of somebody entering, still feeling embarrassment at her nudity in front of another she shivered. Hands gently touched her, gently prodding her, coming dangerous close to engorged clit. One touch would make her instantly orgasm she felt. Her plug was removed and replaced with one that felt slightly larger. And the person left the room, allowing her to get off the inspection apparatus, the room darkened and the voice came back, ''Indoctrination will resume in T-minus four hours. Slave is encouraged to use remaining time for sleep.''

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Amy lived this daily life for the next fifty days. She would wake up, be subjected to hormone spray, sound hypnosis and subliminal images flashing at her followed by inspection and sleep. Each day her plug became larger in her ass, she got more used to feeling of fullness and heaviness she carried around. She fell more deeply in love with both the feminine form and that of being submissive. And throughout all of this she was able to not give herself an orgasm once, she had hoped eventually an assgasm would soothe her needs but alas it never came, nor did she. It drove her insane but that only aided the indoctrination process, regularly rendering her into a zombie transfixed to all the stimulants. On her fiftieth day she got onto the apparatus, she awaited her new plug but something changed. The lights dimmed in the room instead of remaining on. The apparatus shifted, raising her slightly into a doggy position. The door opened and a smell hit her, it was perfuming, but it matched the exact same aerosol that had been spraying in her chamber.

Amy instantly began buckling at her restraints in the apparatus but she remained stuck. The smell overwhelmed her senses and made her just wish to get close to it, she wanted to sniff it deeply, to breathe it all in. It was then she realised what it was all along, the scent of Mistress Bella. ''Aw, my pet has been missing me has she?'' Her Mistress said, coming to a stand still in front of her only after placing a heavy object balancing on Amy's back. The darkness meaning Amy could only see her outline but it was unmistakably her.

''Mistress! Your good slave girl has missed you so much!'' Is what Amy... wanted to say, instead she drooled out and could only spit out ''Mistress...'' as her tongue could not work.

''God that brain of yours is all kind of wonky. To be expected though,'' Mistress Bella said. ''You've been so entertaining; I have left a live feed of you on the television upstairs. You have no idea how much we enjoyed seeing you reduced to a slobbering little pup.'' Mistress Bella taunted Amy. ''I've got mind to just leave you here for another fifty days to see what happens.'' Amy grunted out a response to that but it was unclear even to her what it was. ''Don't worry, darling. I won't do that to you. I'm here now to see if I am ready to let you back upstairs.'' She reached over Amy, intentionally placing her crotch directly in front of Amy's face, unable to hold herself back Amy slobbered all over the latex material and breathed in. For that she received a swift spank on her ass cheek making her yelp. ''Bad girl! No more of that! It's a good thing I leashed you, because all you are is a fucking animal!'' Amy cried out to that.

''I'll keep that in mind... But I can be lenient, you've been starved of Mistress's attention.'' Amy heard the sound of what she thought were straps tightening, pulled tight with extreme force. Suddenly her lips tasted silicon, before her a large dildo was moving into her mouth, her permanently salivating mouth lubricated it but still Mistress Bella had to use forced to get the extreme girth of the whole phallus in. Amy took as much as she could in her mouth, spit escaping and dribbling all over the floor under her before Mistress withdrew it unleashing a waterfall of Amy's mouth juices. Mistress Bella walked around to the back of Amy, where her legs were parted. ''Let's see slave, if that ass is ready to handle the daily life of being one of my pets.''

Amy felt lubed be spready over her gaped asshole, the toys during her captivity having opened her up beyond what she could have ever imagined. She squeezed her hands as Mistress entered her, grunts and moans in equal measure escaping her lips. Mistress was not gentle, despite the largeness of the toy and Amy's anal fucking virginity, she used her exactly as she would an experienced slave. The toy was bigger than any real penis Amy had before, longer and thicker. Yet, the training had worked, Amy's butthole happily took in the whole toy, filling her entire rectum to the brim. Mistress upped her pace and Amy moaned out in pressure, it was far more intense than it had been with the toys and pleasure was radiating from her forbidden hole. She rattled in her restraints of the apparatus as Mistress fucked her, sweat dripping from the exertion of Amy's body onto the floor below. Amy moaned louder until she was could no longer here the thrust of Mistress's toy. ''You want to be my slave?''

''Yes!'' Amy screamed as she felt a feeling she had not for a long time build within her. A sharp smack jolted her but the fucking did not stop, ''Yes, what?'' Her Mistress demanded.

''Yes, Mistress Bella! I want to be your slave!'' Amy screamed, her vocal cords straining with the ferocity. All went still, she quietly heard Mistress Bella speak, barely louder than a whisper. ''Then earn your orgasm, my slave,'' and immediately frantic fucking began again and Amy allowed that feeling to overwhelm her and she near lost consciousness as the long overdue bliss of an orgasm enveloped her whole mind, soul and body.

***

Amy kneeled on the floor of the Mistress's playroom. She had been removed from her containment after her orgasm and washed and fed. Before her stood Mistress Bella and her other slaves alongside Kayla, her wife. Hazel stood there, her large breasts openly showing as all slaves wore the same outfit, a black leather skirt and their white collars. Amy did not know the others but there were three new girls, a small petite Asian girl, a tall slender black woman with numerous piercings all over her body and face, and finally a large breasted pale girl with long red hair. 'Amy, you have successfully passed your conditioning and can officially be considered a member of our family!'' Amy beamed a smile and tears of joy fled from her eyes as she felt her black collar be released from her neck and all the other women in the room smiled deeply at her and politely applauded. Kayla handed Mistress Bella a white collar and Mistress Bella fastened it around Amy's neck, signifying her status. Mistress Bella motioned for Amy to stand and she did, not caring slightly at her complete nudity, proudly showing off her well-trimmed bush. ''You are now my slave, and these are your sisters!'' She showed a hand to the other slaves. ''Now Amy, we all have our roles in this house and I have been telling everyone non-stop about how tremendously talented you are with your hands in the art of massage. So it only seems right you get to treating everyone to your abilities!''

Amy smiled, ''Yes, Mistress!''

''But first,'' Mistress Bella interrupted. ''It's tradition for a new slave to be tested by her new sisters,'' and the other slaves reached behind their waist. ''They get to test all her holes out so you can bond!'' The slaves simultaneously whipped away their leather skirts, unveiling four equally massive strap ons. Amy gulped and her pussy quivered as the four converged on her with devilish smiles.

End of Ownership

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Hello everyone! I am deeply sorry it took me so long to get this story completed. Truthfully I hit a total rut and life got in the way and yada yada yada... But I got a bug and decided it would be wrong to write anything else while leaving Amy as I did. Ownership will continue but I consider this the end of the first arc. I have a lot of ideas for both where Amy can go and the universe as a whole. Although I won't commit to anything immediately. I am quite proud of this story, especially when returning felt so daunting after such a long time. (I apologise for all the shit I said G.R.R.M) Please leave any feedback, suggestions or ideas for what you want next below and please feel free to contact me!