*This is a work of fiction. The setting is an alternate historical Great Britain. Names, characters, business, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. All characters depicted are 18 years old or older. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.*
Rosemary meets Master Malone
Thomas looked down at the sleeping girl at his feet. She had been through quite an ordeal today. The carriage shifted as it passed over a bump in the road, making Rosemary reposition herself. He smiled as her tongue darted in and out of the ring gag and she moved to touch herself, one hand on her tits and the other drifting down to her pussy. He had no idea what she was dreaming but he was very amused and entertained by her actions.
They traveled for several minutes before arriving at Malone Manor on the opposite end of the city from the Lancaster property. Lord Malone did not like having close neighbors, favoring his privacy. Visitors were rare, but those who were invited to the estate relished their time at his home. Lord Malone took pride in his well trained staff and slaves, each one having a specific purpose on the property. Thomas was looking forward to finding out where his Master was going to place this newly acquired slave.
The driver pulled the carriage up to the back of the house, accustomed to the livery services the upper class homes provided his horses. Immediately, two well built male slaves came running out of the small stable, bare feet kicking up dust from the packed earth. They slowed quickly, however. This was not the Master's carriage. For a moment they hesitated until they saw Thomas open the door. Upon his appearance, they moved forward again, tending to the horses.
Thomas gazed lustfully at the two slaves. The black leather harnesses they wore accentuated their builds, restraining their cocks and balls in small leather sacks. The two men quickly stilled the horses, gentle whispers and touches keeping the large beasts calm. Thomas looked toward the house, nodding at the man who already stood at the open kitchen door.
"Rick, I have a new slave that needs to be brought in," he spoke to the quickly moving man and he was at the carriage door before Thomas stopped speaking. Rick lifted the girl easily and she curled against him, her tongue darting faster out of the ring gag. She was making mewling sounds and had a hand buried between her legs. Rick envied her dream and was enjoying her frenzied masturbation. He leaned his head down and sniffed the rose bloom Thomas had placed in her hair.
"She's pretty," he said.
"Very. She should please the Master greatly. Be careful not to wake her," instructed Thomas. "Remove her gag and put her in one of the boxed beds on the second floor. Be sure to lock it. If Becca finds a new slave before Master approves, she might be upset over it." The knowing smile that passed between the two of them quickly faded as they heard the rumblings of another carriage coming down the drive. "Quickly, she is to be a surprise for him!"
The two stable slaves halted their ministrations on the hired carriage and moved to the new vehicle. This was the Master's carriage and it *always* got priority. Thomas tossed a coin to his driver, a full crown. A low whistle escaped his lips as he looked at the coin.
"Why so much, sir?" he asked. "It was just a short ride."
"For the discretion, clearly," replied Thomas. "I arrived alone, remember?"
"For sure, for sure!" he replied. 'All these upper class folks ride alone,' he thought. A smile spread on his face. "We tossed her to some Hunters on the road, sir. Have a nice evening!" He snapped the reigns against the hides of his horses and pulled his carriage off the property. He wanted away as soon as he could before he was obligated further for such a huge tip. The well-dressed man clearly had motivations he wanted kept quiet.
Lord Malone's carriage pulled to a stop as the hired driver passed by. He recognized Jonah, Lord Malone's driver, and gave him a nod of his head. Jonah was one of the best drivers in town and being employed by Lord Malone was no small accomplishment. He hoped to cross paths with Jonah again soon and trade what stories they could. Malone Manor looked to have a lot of activities going on.
When Lord Malone's carriage halted, a slow and careful stop to not jostle the passengers, the door flew open and a naked woman came flying out. She landed hard on the ground, her face already tear stained and sobbing. Thomas smiled at the marks clearly evident on her body. He could make out cane strikes and hand-prints easily scattered in among many other marks, nearly all of them fresh. Tina had clearly failed this evening. Thomas had known she would, but had not expected such a dramatic finish to her trial.
The door slammed shut and two hard knocks sounded from inside the coach. Jonah flicked the reins again and drove hard to the front of the Manor. Thomas had to jog to get there at the same time Lord Malone was ready to exit. The butler was in good shape even though he was approaching his 60th year, but still an old man by any measure. He held open the door to the house for his Master as the man quickly strode inside. Thomas could see the remains of the girl's dress and chastity belt still on the floor of the carriage.
"Cage her for a week and start over. She clearly was not ready for serving me in a public setting." A steely cold gaze locked onto Thomas. "She does nothing without permission. Strict bondage, cock and gag her." Lord Malone turned and walked on into his home. Thomas wondered what had happened at the Lancaster party tonight that had him in such a foul mood. He knew he would find out from Tina. Every sordid detail, even if those details had to be drawn from her by whip, cane, and clamps.
Thomas was happy he had bought the new slave Rosemary. It would provide his Master with a well needed distraction. She was to be an early birthday present for him, one Thomas hoped would finally turn his foul moods around. He looked to Jonah, trying to discern any clues but the driver just shook his head.
"I know it was bad Mr. Thomas. He dragged her to the carriage with her dress half off already, the chastity belt in his other hand. She had been crying and she was having a hard time being quiet about it. He never said a word but her cries and screams during the trip were wild! Begging for forgiveness the entire way." His wide eyes told Thomas that he was both worried about his Master and excited about the punishments Tina would be receiving. At Malone Manor, all the servants were involved in training the slaves.
Thomas just stared back at him, giving him a cold and collected look. Jonah took the hint and moved the carriage back to the stable. The livery slaves were eager to tend to the horses again and put out the sconces on the carriage. Jonah stared at Tina, still sobbing and laying on the ground. She had not moved from her landing spot. He remembered some of her training days, back when he had been hired on to the Manor's staff. Her decent from indentured servant to slave had been tough to watch. To see Tina like this, a failure, really shook him.
Jonah began imagining what her training would be like this time around and would have stayed lost in thought had it not been for the arrival of Rick and Thomas from inside the Manor. Rick carried a black canvas bag, one Jonah had seen many times. Lord Malone had several of them, each tailored to a specific slave. He could see that this was not Tina's usual bag though. This was the Penance bag and it was rarely used. Lord Malone usually found it easier to sell off the slave or have it taken to The Last Chance. Tina was special, however.
Thomas approached Tina as Rick set down the bag and opened it. He removed a heavy iron chastity belt and set it on the ground. Tina shivered as she heard the metal clink but she still did not move from her spot. She gulped air as the panic attack she was having continued to run its course. Thomas stood next to her and grabbed at her neck. She did not struggle as he moved a key on her collar and it slipped to the ground. For the first time all night, now she felt actually naked.
Instead of the relatively thin leather and iron collar she had been wearing, the new one Thomas began to attach onto her was a monster. Heavy leather and padding made up most of the construction but the iron ring and hinge were the full length of her throat. She had to extend her neck, her face tilted up, to accommodate its application. Once it was fully on, Thomas placed a leather panel gag over her face, a hole in the center of the panel for insertables, straps holding it tight and passing over her head. A few quick buckles later, and it was attached to the collar as well.
Thomas knelt down and looked her directly in the eyes before he added the last component of the gag, an adjustable and weighted metal cock. He slid it into her mouth and attached its base to the panel using some locking pins. He had inserted it just to her gagging point and froze it there. He forced her to stand, watching the metal cock slide into her throat just a bit.
"Careful there Tina. Bite on it and you will crack your teeth," he said to her, a smile pulling on one side of his mouth. He knew very well the torment she was going to be going through. The cast iron was going to taste horrible as her saliva stayed in contact with it. Rust was going to be a natural consequence of her bondage.
Rick brought over a leather arm sleeve and handed it to Thomas. He slipped it over her arms behind her back and secured the straps over her shoulders, taking care to fondle her breasts. Her tears excited him on several levels. Rick placed the open chastity belt at her feet as Thomas grabbed the end of the sleeve and pulled up, forcing Tina to bend over or have her shoulders torn out.
She stayed in that position, the agony in her arms keeping her in place. She knew her torments were only just beginning but was still not prepared for the dual pressures on her ass and pussy. Rick was forcing objects into both her holes and he was not being gentle about it. When her asshole started to burn, she knew she was in for a long night of pain. The dildo in her pussy was stretching her as the pain in her ass started to build.
Thomas forced her upright and Rick pulled on the chastity belt. As he brought it over her hips, it forced the plug in her ass and the dildo even deeper into her. She could feel them filling her up to her limits. She could not help but sob, tears streaming down her face. She stomped her feet which drew an angry look from Thomas.
