This is a BDSM fantasy. If you don't want to read a story with non-willing sex or beatings stop reading right now. All of this is fantasy nothing is real.
Context: Two girls died from heart attacks in a slave-taming centre. The managers of the organisation, Jim and Frank, decided to send Karen and her slave Alex to investigate. Alex found out that the girls had been poisoned using "digitalis" and she suspects one of the guards: Philipp. During that time, Igor Paulson the London mayor made a proposition to the organisation leaders and Melissa, a lesbian slave girl, is about to be prepared to become his slave-spy. John and Alex are in charge of a new training centre on the same island but dedicated to men. Karen is about to take a new step in the slave training. Alex though is wondering why Karen is still being trained if Philipp is guilty. She suspects Philipp knows something.
Thanks for my editor help: lonesomedove66
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IX-Hidden intentions
"Hi, Melissa," John said as he entered the new collared girl's room.
"Hi, Master John!" Melissa replied as she kneeled in front of him. Her buttocks were still burning from what Alex saw. She was pleased to see the smile on Melissa's face but kept herself behind John.
"Did the others explain to you how it works here," John asked.
"They spoke about weekly points, Master!" Melissa answered with some fear.
"Good, you will have to get a set of points, each week. If you don't reach your goal you're punished. Every day there is some sport. You can get a some points there, but it will be difficult for you at first. Helping in the kitchen, with the slaves-to-be can also get you some points. But the main element to get points is the bondage and pain training," John explained. Melissa frowned when she heard 'pain'.
"Bondage and pain training, Master?" the black girl asked.
"For this week, your pain training is done it was the spanking. Each week you will choose one bondage and one pain session, the more difficult you choose the more points you can get. If you're unable to finish the session you don't get any points. As we're on Friday, you won't have to choose a bondage session for this week, but perhaps you can have a look at next week's one" John continued.
"Thank you, Master" Melissa replied, paused then raised her hand
"You want to ask something, slave Melissa?" John asked.
"The girl, yesterday, she wasn't punished?" she asked.
"It was a slave and was earning points, so it was not punished. It was its bondage session," John confirmed.
"Thank you, Master!" Melissa replied.
"You will also have a course on how to behave as a slave," John continued.
"Yes, Master".
"Raphael wants your help in his 'pleasuring women' course" John announced.
Melissa wondered how Raphael could teach that but was pleased to help.
"I... This slave would be pleased to help, Master" Melissa replied.
"You must always be pleased to obey a Master" John replied with a wink.
"Err... yes, Master" Melissa replied. With her clit piercing and her chastity belt, Melissa was very horny. She hoped that she would be the woman to be pleasured, but knew that probably she would have to pleasure other slaves.
When Melissa entered the room, she recognised some of the slaves that were present in there. Carmen, the Spanish girl that finished her Bondage session while she was walking to her spanking was there. Angela, the German girl who took care of her buttocks the preceding evening smiled at her and invited her to sit next to her.
"Hi Melissa, this is Benedikta, Benedikta this is Melissa," Angela said with her strong German accent.
"Hi, Melissa. You can call me Bene, everybody does!" the blonde girl replied with a similar pronunciation.
"Hi, Bene! You're German also, like Angela?" The black girl inquired.
"Austrian, but my native language is German, Angela and I are often together!" Bene answered looking at Melissa with big green eyes. The two girls were white-skinned and blonde-haired. However, the Austrian had a thinner waist and was green-eyed where the German has brown eyes.
Melissa sat next to Angela. It felt weird to be naked in a classroom, with other bare girls.
"In this course, everybody wants to be the one on which the other will practice on. I suppose this belt disqualifies you?" Bene asked.
"Err... they have the key." Melissa replied.
"Bene you long to be the one on which we will practice on. In fact, it can be demanding to have orgasms after orgasms," Angela explained.
All the slaves kept quiet immediately when Raphael entered.
"Today I want you to control your subject," Raphael began.
"I will choose one of you, and you will keep that slave on the edge of cumming. There will be cane strokes for each of you that make the subject cum. Is that clear?"
"Yes, Master" All the slaves replied at once.
"Melissa, come here and lay on this sofa, please," Raphael asked. Melissa blushed and went near the sofa and began to sit on it.
"Wait please, I must remove your belt," Raphael said but instead of doing it he grabbed Melissa's wrists and tied them to the top of the sofa.
"We do not want you to play with yourself. It's quite the opposite", he smiled and opened the belt.
"You must let them have access between your legs, but I think I don't need to tie you there," Raphael said as Melissa was already spreading her legs.
"So, Benedikta please begin... ", he ordered.
The Austrian girl rose and went to the black one, and kneeled in front of Melissa. She smiled at the inexperienced slave and kissed the dark Venus mount. She then darted her tongue to the already wet crotch. Melissa moaned. Benedikta licked her vaginal lips and took her time making circles around the big dark clitoris. The slave was so horny that Benedikta was anxious to make her cum although she was the first to pass between the spread legs of Melissa. As Melissa's moaning kept increasing, the blond girl slowed down her stimulation, which Melissa immediately realised and begged:
"Oh please... no, keep going, keep going..." but the Austrian knew better than to obey, to maintain the Black slave near the edge.
"Ten minutes has elapsed, well done Benedikta, we will wait 5 minutes for Melissa to calm down," Raphael said.
"Perhaps it would have been better to let her rise slower than you did, so she wouldn't have to slow down after, what do you think?" Raphael asked.
"Yes, Master. This slave has not realised how horny and responsive that slave is." Bene replied.
"Yes as the first one you had this disadvantage. The others will have to deal with the high level you have driven it." Melissa was humiliated to be called 'it' but knew she had to get used to it.
"Carmen, your turn," Raphael declared. The Spanish girl rose for her turn and went to Melissa.
"Sorry, Melissa, but no way will I lose this game," Carmen apologized as she kneeled in front of the slave.
"The five minutes are passed, go on," Raphael exclaimed.
Carmen put her index finger onto Melissa's lips from bottom to top slowly and avoiding touching her clitoris.
"Oh Yes, yes... no" cried the frustrated Melissa, who was becoming mad with anticipation.
Alex was following John down to the male centre underground.
"Alex, would you mind if I stay behind you?" John asked.
"You're uneasy with male slaves?" Alex asked in return.
"I'm uneasy with Philipp being a slave-to-be, Alex" John stated.
"I understand" Alex replied without delving. She understood that for John it was difficult to see Philipp as someone he must humiliate and break. She wondered how John would feel about sexual intercourse with Philipp. She was uneasy imagining John and Philipp having sex together.
When they entered the cell, Philipp tried to kneel next to his mattress. From the sight of his face, he did not sleep well.
"I'll help you to stand Philipp", said Alex.
"Please... please" was all Philip said. Alex understood he did not dare to say more. She thought he had a lot to ask.
"You want to ask something?" She tried to make him easy.
"Euh... No... I... It... everything's OK... Mistress Alex" he succeeded to say, blushing. Calling Alex Mistress might have been difficult for Philipp.
"Bien... Well, you have understood you are a slave now, well. As you are asked if you want something you can reply Philipp," Alex thought that comforting Philipp was necessary. Using the French word 'Bien' instead of good would help him to be more confident with her as they both shared this native language. She saw how uneasy Philipp was.
"A slave has nothing to ask!" he replied. Alex was surprised. She thought at first that Philipp would have fought against his own enslavement, but it was quite the opposite. She would have to slow him down. She took him against her, passing her hand on his shoulder.
"Bien, but Philipp, you're just a one-day slave-to-be. You are the first man-slave, so it will be useful for us to understand your feelings. You can tell me what makes you so frightened." She explained. He looked at both Alex and John. Then tears flowed down his cheeks.
"The tube, it hurts whenever I become hard. And my arms, I'm unable to move and keep my balance with them tied like that!" he exploded.
"Ok that's right, Philipp. I'll see if I have some medicine to help you not having erections, so the tube will be easier to wear. In addition, for your arms, we will see what we can do. Perhaps you can have them free while wearing the tube, what do you think John?" Alex asked.
"He didn't try to fight or escape. If he tries he knows what to expect!" John replied. He was annoyed by Philipp's distress and knew he should not be so sensitive.
"Philipp, I'll take you to the showers and then to the medical wing. Before that I have to cuff your ankles. Walking will require small steps, but you will see it is not too difficult." Alex explained and then cuffed Philipp's ankles and then led him out of his cell.
"Please... the shower room is not that way... Mistress Alex" Philipp said after they walked half the corridor length.
"There is another one that was designed to a new wing of the centre. We don't want the female slaves to see you. Not yet at least" Alex explained.
"I am getting VIP training for a slave. Am I one?" he dared to ask.
"As a slave, you should be used not to say I anymore. You are a slave." Alex said. Then she stopped and looked at him.
"Did you kill them? The slave girls, did you kill them?" Alex asked.
"I did not!" He answered looking her straight in the eyes.
"Why didn't you say anything before, Philipp?"
