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Interlewd Chapter 08: Slavery
Master Rick had wasted no time introducing His newest slave to the dungeon. Ruth found her self cuffed and lifted until her toes were barely on the floor. She started when he placed the bit gag between her teeth and fastened it behind her head. She couldn’t help but tremble as her Masters hands began exploring her body. She had been married for 25 years and never cheated; Rick was the first man besides her ex to touch her intimate places, ever.
His hands slid up from mid thigh following the contours of her body, they curved over her shoulders and down the swell of her breasts. His hands passed under her tits lifting and weighing them. His thumbs rubbed over her nipples, causing her to shudder as new sensations flashed through her body. He gripped her soft tit flesh in his powerful hands, squeezing and stretching her boobs. His allowed the strained skin to slip through his fingers until he reached the areola and nipples where he clamped down lifting and stretching her breasts and twisting her nipples.
When she screamed into her bit gag, he released the tortured flesh and continued his exploration of her body hands drifting down her body, over her stomach and across her upper thighs. One hand moved around to her bared bottom while the other began exploring her shaved and vulnerable cunt
Ruth squirmed as his fingers found both her clit and her neither passage, Gregory her ex hadn’t touched her in several years and had never gone for the tight ring that Rick’s finger was steadily pressing into. Ruth found that the combination of being tied and essentially helpless and the virtual stranger invading her body’s most inviolate places was causing her to react in ways that she hadn’t felt in a long time. She could feel her pussy flood with moisture and lightning was rushing along her nerve endings, her breath came in gasps as he played with her as if she was a toy or a pet with no regard for what his manipulations were doing to her.
“Don’t you dare cum without permission, slave.” Her Master’s voice growled in her ear. It was too much for Ruth, unaccustomed as she was with being stimulated. She shuddered and came, the hardest she had ever cum in her life. She hung in her restraints, muscles totally slack; desperately trying to draw in air through her nostrils’ and what little she could get past her bit gag. The sudden slash and burn across her back arched her body. Her muscles suddenly tightened pulling her body clean off the floor, as her muscles relaxed allowing her to regain her toes purchase on the floor; a second stroke relit her back again and again she fought the restraints and screamed into her gag. Each time she began to settle down another strike landed, again and again. Ruth passed out.
She awoke with her back on fire. She was also face down on a padded table of some kind. She found she was also tied down tight. She began to take inventory of her self and her surroundings; from the feel of the air across her back she was still naked. She was tied at the wrists and ankles, a strap was across her upper buttocks, and there was a strap of some kind keeping her head suspended. She guessed the table began as a massage table because that was the only kind of table she knew of with a cutout for a persons face. Thinking about cutouts, she realized her breasts were dangling through the table.
Drooling, she was drooling. The bit gag had been replaced by a ring gag holding her mouth open. She experimented for a few minutes but could find no way to swallow that would stop the drooling. The straps kept her from turning her head and she looked down at a stone floor with a brass bowl below her collecting her spit.
Ruth listened for any sound that would tell her she wasn’t alone. Not a noise to be heard. Once more she tried to move and once again her back lit on fire. Ok, she would stay still. She drew in a deep breath and slowly let it out. Punishment or no that was one hell of an orgasm. Just thinking about it made her pussy grow damp, she could almost feel his fingers parting her pussy lips and pushing their way inside. Then suddenly she could feel something, but it defiantly wasn’t fingers.
Rick’s cock slowly entered the bound and spread woman’s cunt. She was already open due to the way he had tied her, but the moisture slicking his member was all from her excitement. He slowly pressed deeper into her; the only part of his body touching her was his cock. He began fucking her, keeping the same slow rhythm in and out. He could feel the heat of her body. She got wetter the more he fucked her, soon she began to moan, the little muscles throughout her body began to tremble. She started making whining noises.
Rick paused leaving his cock head just inside her pussy, he could feel her vaginal muscles clenching, and he watched her hips try to thrust down to get him deeper inside.
Ruth moaned, whined, and pleaded through the gag. She was so close, he had to finish. He had to. She was so frustrated, she screamed. Even being punished again would be worth it if he would just move, just a little deeper.
Rick watched the little tremors settle down, and then he began again, slow steady strokes. This time as she approached orgasm, he reached down and dug his fingers into the whip marks across her back and growled “Cum.” Her body twisted and bucked against the straps and she screamed as she came, Rick’s cock buried deep inside her.
Rick waited until she settled, relaxed and loose, then he pulled his slick and wet cock covered in her juices from her pussy and strode to the front of the bondage table. He positioned himself in front of her, released the head strap, and pulled her head up by her hair. Rick didn’t give her a chance to react before plunging his cock through the ring and deep into her mouth. He once again began the same long slow strokes he had used to bring her to orgasm as he fucked her helpless face. Each time he pushed in deeper until the head of his cock popped into her throat. Now he fucked her hard and fast until he shoved himself in as far as he could go and came, filling her throat and mouth with his cum.
He withdrew from her mouth and allowed her face to drop back onto the strap, his cum and her drool dripped from her open mouth and dropped into the pan below. He waited until she had regained her composure and lifted her face once again. He allowed her to swallow several time before ordering her to clean his cock. He slid it into her mouth slowly allowing her to use her tongue to clean the cum and juice off his dick.
Master Rick released Ruth from the table and helped her stand. He walked her back into the house and ordered the twins to see to her back and bath her. Ruth was a little wobbly as the twins helped her up the stairs and into her bathtub. The twins washed like a baby, dried her carefully and spread antiseptic and pain numbing creams across her back before laying her on her bed and covering her with a light sheet. Ruth was asleep before the twins closed her door.
Mia spent her first day as a slave shopping and dining and dancing with Lisa and Christy. Mia’s clothes had also been ruined by the fire including all the marvelous outfits Mistress Lisa had bought her last time she was a slave, so Mistress Lisa decided that they must be replaced as the first order of business.
This time it was just the three girls and the only one trying on clothes was Mia. Lisa wasted no time in any of the first couple of stores; she simply had the clerk get duplicates of the outfits they had bought several weeks ago. These were sent to the limo and Lisa swept the girls along to the next shop until they reached the Leather and Goth shop.
Thomas, the young clerk who had helped them the last time, was now the manager. When he saw Lisa and her girls walk in he immediately came over and reintroduced himself. Taking Mistress Lisa’s arm he gently guided her into what had been the back store room and employee lounge, it had been transformed into an elegant private dressing and display area with comfortable seating for at least ten people.
Off to one side of the dressing rooms was a glass enclosure which Thomas explained was actually a full 360 degree mirrored room. The glass was a one way mirror, from inside you could see yourself reflected from all sides, yet those outside the room could see the person clearly.
“Just one of my innovations, since I became the manager.” Thomas continued. “The store now uses part of the unit next door as storage and break room and we will be expanding into their sales area in a few more days once the redesign is complete.”
“We now carry a much larger and more diverse leather selection, more unique jewelry, and piercing selections and a larger more sophisticated line of designer clothes.”
Thomas leaned down and bowed over Lisa’s hand. “I owe it all to your ideas the last time you were here. You mentioned the things you wanted and how you couldn’t really find them anywhere but the left coast or New York. I researched and presented those ideas to my division manager along with the renovation ideas and he was delighted with them, so much so that he made me the manager and gave me a generous budget to expand and redesign the store.” Thomas waved his hand at the new private dressing area.
“This area is for our special and limited customers only. I have done the same thing on a smaller scale for our regular customers without I’m afraid the privacy and unique attention that our special clients receive.”