This is my third attempt at erotic fiction. It is a continuation of the story "My third week as a lesbian cum slave" which is a sequel to "My first day as a lesbian cum slave" also posted to Literotica by me. It will really make much more sense if you start from the beginning. This story contains non-consensual elements. It is a work of fiction, and I do not endorse or advocate anything outside of safe sex between consenting adults. Enjoy!
3 Weeks Later
Audra's heart raced as she pondered the events that would take place the next day. She had barely passed the last 3 'tests' and it was time for her 'final exam.' Tomorrow she would have to take everything she had learned over the past month and a half and apply it while being touched by Mistress for the first time. She had been told by Candy that Mistress tested each of her girls differently, and there was no way to predict what would tickle her fancy once she walked into her 'office.' The only advice she could give her was to follow every direction she was given completely and immediately. Candy, of course, didn't really care if she passed or not. If she passed, Candy would get a new plaything to break in over the next 6 weeks; if she failed, Audra would be back to start at the beginning with her sensitivity dialed up to a point that would make cooperation impossible at first.
Audra tried to sleep as best she could, but was plagued by nightmares of what was to come. When the heavy bolt unlocking her door disengaged, her heart plunged into her stomach. Her wait was over.
The next hour or so was almost identical to every other day leading up to now. She was fed and 'prepped' for her day's activities and her makeup and hair were done to perfection. She was handed a very thin set of white satin full-back panties and a thin white satin camisole with spaghetti straps. As she dutifully donned the garments, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable at their fit. The panties were just a shade too small, but the camisole was quite small. She shimmied her way into the lingerie and glimpsed herself in one of the many mirrors of the prep room. Her pert breasts were hugged tightly by the slinky fabric and the panties stretched to accommodate her near perfect form. Every curve of her body was plainly visible. It seemed ironic that, with all of the time she had spent naked and abused over the last 6 weeks, now that she was clothed, she was embarrassed. A polished, expensive looking pair of white stiletto heels were presented to her and she slipped them on.
One of the women who prepared her then led her down the long hallway to her final destination. A look of pity flashed in her eyes as she leaned close and spoke.
"No matter what happens, no matter how much it hurts, or how gross it seems, or how uncomfortable it makes you; do what you are told. What you've seen so far will seem like heaven compared to what will happen if you cross her." The girl warned.
"O-okay." Audra stammered.
Her mind began to race. What kind of hell could be worse than what she'd been through? A thin veil of sweat glistened on her body as she went cold. She knew that if she were to buckle today, the consequences would be worse than she would possibly imagine. It took sheer willpower to continue clicking down the hallway toward what would be, at best, a highly tense and uncomfortable day in the clutches of a sadistic fiend of a woman who would use her body as a playground; and at worst, her certain doom.
Her journey reached its end as they approached a heavy oaken door at the end of the hall. Her companion pressed the red intercom button to the right of the door.
"Yes?" a voice responded.
"M-mistress, y-your slut for today is here." She said.
Audra flinched as she thought of herself as a slut. As if she was doing any of this willingly. As if she enjoyed even a second of it. She knew that she would have to choke down the outrage if she had a chance at success today. Were they playing games with her? Of course they were. Her thoughts were cut short.
"Send her in." The voice responded.
With that, the girl opened the door and gestured her in.
Audra was greeted by utter opulence. Ornate, hand-carved, dark-wood bookshelves and armoires lined the walls of the large office, the floor was also dark wood, cherry perhaps. In the center of the room was a large, heavy wooden desk, equally ornate. Everything was impeccably clean and polished. Behind the desk was a large fireplace with what appeared to be the skin of a large polar bear in front of it. The back of a large leather oxblood colored chair faced the desk. Several matching chairs were tastefully positioned around the large room. Two windows with heavy, dark red, expensive looking drapes framed the fireplace. The décor of the office was decidedly Victorian and antique. Audra felt as though she was standing in the middle of a hundred million dollars. She was closer to right than wrong.
Audra tentatively paced forward toward the desk. When she reached it. The large chair behind it swiveled to reveal her Mistress. She was wearing a black business suit with a matching pencil skirt. Her hair was pulled up, her makeup was a model of perfection, and her appearance was, in a word, flawless.
Mistress picked up a pair of glasses and put them on. She silently reviewed a file on the large desk. Audra was nearly hypnotized by fear as she waited.
"Audra, is it?" The voice pierced the silence.
Audra was startled at the sudden query.
"Y-yes, Mistress?" Audra replied.
"You are here today to see if you will join your sisters in my stable, or if you will go back for more training." Mistress stated harshly.
"Yes, Mistress."
"I am going to test you today. I am going to test your limits. I am going to test your obedience. I am going to test your abilities." Mistress proclaimed.
"Furthermore, if you fail, I am going to punish you in the most severe and intimate ways. Do you understand?" Mistress warned.
"Yes, Mistress." Audra acknowledged.
"Interlace your fingers behind your head, and place your feet shoulder-with apart." Mistress commanded.
Audra complied. She found it exceedingly difficult to hold the position after just a second with the heels on.
"Bend your knees slightly and arch your back as tightly as possible." Mistress continued.
Audra struggled into the new position, and it took a slight bit of pressure off her straining ankles. Of course, now, she was in a lewd position. Her breasts pushed forward and her bottom was pushed back. The space between her feet and the bend to her knees ensured that none of her charms were inaccessible. Audra was fully uncomfortable. Her ankles and calves began to burn from the awkward positioning, and the wanton manner she was displaying herself was embarrassing. She knew that this was only the beginning.
Mistress rose from her chair and circled the desk. Audra felt like a tiny worm on a big hook as the shark of a woman approached her. Through stolen glances, Audra saw a fire and a hunger in her Mistress' eyes. She knew she would be punished if she were caught looking at anything but the floor unless commanded otherwise.
When she first felt Mistress touch her, it took everything she had in her not to flinch. The harsh woman walked up right behind her. She could feel the woman's thighs gently brush against the tight fabric covering her behind as the woman's hands wandered.
Mistress corrected Audra's posture slightly and leaned in behind her. Audra could feel the woman's hot breath softly against her right ear. The woman gently traced the curves of Audra's body with her perfectly manicured hands. Audra struggled to remain still as the woman traced under her arms and along her ribs. She strained to remain in position as the woman caressed her bottom and the sensitive skin where inner thigh joins with pelvis, carefully avoiding her breasts and her mons. Audra was surprised at how gentle she was. It felt like a lover. In any other circumstances, it would feel amazing. All too soon, the woman's hands found Audra's breasts. With the same gentleness, Mistress coaxed Audra's nipples into diamonds. Then she spoke.
