This is coming back to the initial Dungeon, with a few additions. Princess was moved out because what started as a lark in writing, I decided to move one of the players out and back to his original place. If you are interested where that is, feel free to contact me.
The others, I felt, still had more to grow and I am waiting for them to talk to me more, show me where they want to go. I did make a mistake two entries ago, Chase sold Cocksucker, not Pointless. Pointless was making progress. He deserved to stay, but I can't go back and fix it
Everyone is 18+, I promise. If you are reading to this point, you understand what it's about. However if you don't, these are slave stories, with a small supernatural bent. If this is not your cup of bog water, please move on.
And now, for the continuation of the stories....
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Whore stood, arms spread, standing on her tiptoes, mouth toward the ceiling. Her lips were around the cock hanging from above her. Drawn around the dildo was a line she was forced to keep her lips at.
Useless and Worthless were in the same position, mere feet from their fellow slave, and there was a new additions. Boy and Precious.
Always trying to please his Master, Boy was trying to go above the mark he was given to the ones the females were at. Precious held her own mark with ease, making herself look beautiful for the watching Master.
"Think of this as an endurance test, slaves. The most important one. My three older slaves are used to this, but two of you are new and will get accustomed to it." Chase addressed the slaves, hands moving from one to the other touching them each before returning to the first. "You all feel a presence behind you, that is the doctor you are all accustomed to. He will pick which of you he will use when he is finished."
Chase reached into his pocket and tapped a remote. All of the hanging dildos rose a half inch in the air, forcing the slaves to adjust as the doctor made his way behind them, giving a quick injection in each of their asses.
When the process was complete, the dildos lowered and allowed the slaves to stand normally, the intruders still in their mouths. None of them moved, awaiting commands.
"I am pleased how well that went, especially for my two new ones. Whore, Useless, Worthless, your evening upstairs awaits. To the elevator. Precious, my office. Boy, stairs."
Without hesitation the five slaves moved silently to their assigned places and knelt. Chase didn't move but watched his slaves comply with his commands. His dungeon was as he preferred. All slaves were silent, obedient and talented. He would make the newest two as perfect as his older three before he tried anything else new.
First going to the elevator, he snapped a lead to two of the slaves and a leash to Whore before moving into the elevator. The moment he was still all three females were on their knees.
When the doors opened Chase unattached the leash and let the trio into the suite of rooms. He heard them whispering to each other, giggling quietly.
It was a routine whenever they received an injection to maintain their thralldom. Just the smallest amount was required to extend their lives. Whenever it was required, he gave them a single evening to relax if they preformed well for the doctor. It was the only time their Master was lenient.
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Back in his home, he found Boy trembling at the base of the stairs. Moving beside the slave Chase looked down.
"Problem, slave?" came a question.
"No, Master." the slave whispered.
"You are trembling."
"I am excited, Master. I cannot wait to see what you want me to do." came the response. "Thank you, Master."
Overriding the collar activation, Chase snapped a leash to Boy's collar and lead him up the stairs to the club.. Boy was excited and wanted to rush into the crowded club, but remained steps behind the most important person in his life.
"Three slaves have a slow night tonight because they performed well. Here is your choice. I can tie you somewhere and make you beg for people to use you, or I can do something different and put you in the box where you will be fucked with no release of your own...Only after this trial will you be given a choice."
"Please tie me and make me beg, Master." Boy begged the man, his cock already solid.
Chase nodded and escorted the slave to a tether on the wall. Hooking the lead to Boy's collar, seeing the slave fall to his knees and lay kisses on his Master's polished shoes.
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Once more in his favoured place, he found Precious kneeling in his office, hands behind her head, chest thrust forward. Her form was prefect to what Chase demanded. Her eyes had been on the door until her Master appeared and it immediately went to the floor, her back straightening.
Walking to the slave, Chase looked down at her. He wanted to abuse her, to sate himself, but the injection could cause side effects and with this being her first dose, he didn't want to ruin her for future pleasure.
Moving past the slave, Chase took two down blankets from his closet and tossed them on the floor on top of the mat closest to his bed. Snapping his fingers he pointed to the pile and Precious moved without comment.
A moan of pleasure escaped her lips as she snuggled onto the soft fabric. she curled up, looking back at her Master, eyes full of tears.
"Thank you, Master." she gushed, burying herself deeper into the comfort.
Leaving the slave to the pile, he went out into the Dungeon. All but one of his slaves were occupied. Chase hadn't decided to keep Pointless yet, not permanently anyway.
The male was kneeling in his cell, right where Chase had told him to remain until told otherwise.
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Pointless knelt, head down in his own thoughts. Every other slave had been given a new schedule at the start of the day. Everyone but him. Only he sat alone in his cell. He had seen it before with the three females, but Boy and Precious were new to it.
He feared that Master wasn't sure about him. he had seen him leave and come back without other slaves. Master was harsh, but others could be worse.. He had suffered at the hands of one before.
Footsteps echoed down the hallway toward his call. Pointless knelt tall, hands behind his back as he had been instructed. The man who had enslaved him stood just inside his cell.
"Today is a test for you, Pointless. I can keep you, or sell you next time. All the other slaves get to stay. It's you I don't know. about I haven't seen the same...enthusiasm from you yet." Master said snapping a leash to his collar. As soon as it closed, the slave was on his feet, waiting to be led.