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The Choice, Part 1

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The Choice

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Steve – late 30's Close cropped Hair No2. Blonde, 5'10\"

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Jenny- mid 20's, Brunette Shoulder length wavy hair. Soft\nfeatures with that

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occasional startled rabbit look. Deep brown eyes. 5'4\"\ntall

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Jenny worked at a manufacturing business on the sales order\ndesk. The company had a policy of getting the staff on the end of the phones to\nmeet their customers. Jenny had been pressed into going to a corporate event.\nThis had entailed a day at the races, which had passed uneventfully followed by\na party in the bar of a nearby hotel. The company sales force were busy\nhobnobbing with important customers and Jenny had been left to her own devices.\nJenny was 5'4\", mid 20's quite pretty, with shoulder length, wavy brunette\nhair and beautiful brown eyes. Her skin was lightly tanned with a couple of\nfreckles here and there. She was wearing a black dress with small straps over\nher shoulders and a hem line 2 inches above her knees. She looked quite stylish\nand totally uninterested in the work talk surrounding her.

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Suddenly she noticed a man walking purposely toward her with\ntwo glasses of champagne. Jenny met his gaze but felt unable to hold it and\nawkwardly looked away.

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\"My Name is Steve\" He offered very confidently.

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Jenny looked up to be greeted by a tall white man in his mid\n30's, with close cropped blond hair, strong features and a good physique. But\nhis look was piercing. His blue grey eyes burned into her. Steve was the MD of\nher company's largest customer. He had that air about him; that people always\ndid what he said.

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Jenny felt a tingle in her knees and a shiver ran along her\nspine.

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\"You don't much care for all of this, do you\"?\nSteve observed.

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\"Is it that obvious\"? She replied weakly.

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\"I've been watching you\" Steve said ominously.

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Jenny was about to protest. But one glance from Steve\nsilenced her instantly.

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\"I am a keen watcher of people…\" he continued.

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\"I can often tell what a person is thinking. What they\nfear and what they want\".

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Jenny began to squirm a little in her seat as if getting\nready to stand up and leave.

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Steve said \"Stay, I haven't finished with you yet\"\nand to her surprise, she did stay.

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Jenny was perplexed. Why was she even entertaining, hanging\naround this creep?

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She intended on calling his bluff. So she mustered her\nchallenge.

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\"Ok if you know so much about me, what am I thinking\nand what do I want?

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\"It's a question of choice\" Steve casually\nobserved – \"you don't like making

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choices\".

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\"You came to this function because you were told to, so\nyou did. You were told were to sit, what to say. You haven't even chosen your\nown drinks all day\" and

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as if to emphasise the point he handed her a glass of\nchampagne. She took it.

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\"I can see by the way you look at people, that you are\nheterosexual. You view all other women as a threat. You are drawn to strong\nmale personalities. I can even tell you what your sex life has been like\".

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She scoffed at that \"So this is just a pick up\nline\"?

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\"Sort of…..I’ll make you a deal; If I can accurately\ngauge your sex life and describe your wishes, I want you to choose to leave the\nparty and come with me\".

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\"You must be joking\" She instantly retorted.

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But, Jenny was intrigued and not entirely unopposed to\nSteve's candid approach.

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She didn't exactly mind being told what to do. It made life\neasier for her.

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Steve left a deliberately long awkward pause. Jenny felt\ncompelled to break the deadlock.

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\"Very well – impress me\". She continued her\nchallenge.

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\"You only like boys, girls don't interest you. You find\nthe idea of being with a girl unnatural. None of your boyfriends from your\nschool years lasted more than a couple of months; they all seemed weak and\nawkward. You lost your virginity at about 18 or 19 years old to a much older\nman. He was very kind and understanding and you don't know what's wrong with\nyou, but you rapidly lost interest in him, even though he seemed a perfect\ngentleman. Your next relationship was with a man about your own age. He will\nhave been fit, even muscular and very into his body, even vain. He didn't treat\nyou particularly well, in-fact I bet you felt like his bit on the side. Sex was\noften rough and often unfulfilling and although you yearned to see him, your\nmeetings and interludes left you wanting so much more.

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You assumed you were at fault and tried many things to\n'please' him, even to the point of degrading your self…….You may have had other\nrelation ships but I doubt it, they will have been fleeting at best\".

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Jenny was visibly awestruck, and gave the worst possible\nanswer,

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\"Who have you been talking to\"? Nobody knew these\nthings about her. It was like he was reading her life story. Steve just turned\na wry smile; he gazed strongly into her eyes, obviously enjoying her reaction.

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\"How do you know all of these things\"? See\npleaded,

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\"I told you, I know how to read people, and if I get\nthe next bit right – will you do as I say and leave the party with me\"?

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\"Why? What for\"? She enquired

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\"You'll have to come with me to find out\". Steve\nknew she was hooked.

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\"So the type of man you want, what is he like? He has\nstrong looks, very strong character; capable of great tenderness and extreme\ncruelty\" He saw her shudder slightly at this \"He will be powerful and\nwill probably know you better than you know yourself\". Steve paused, \"I\nknow what you want and I can give it to you\".

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Jenny remained silent and intent. All of Steve's words rang\ntrue.

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\"I have a proposition for you\" Steve continued.\n\"I am so sure that you want your choices made for you that I am offering\nto do this for you\".

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\"I have observed that you are a beautiful submissive\nyoung woman , and I want to see how far that goes\". \"I want you to\nget your coat and leave with me now\". \"If you don't, I know you might\nneed an incentive so if you don't come and hear my offer; I'll pull my business\nfrom your company and site you as the reason\".

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Jenny's eyes made a very good approximation of a startled\nrabbit.

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\"I want you to come with me – you will be safe, I will\nnot do anything you don't want or don't agree to. I will give you a choice and\nif you don't like what I have to offer we can go our separate ways. But I'm\nbetting you have always wanted this choice. I can see it in your eyes\".\n\"I am offering to find out how submissive you are or can be\".

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\"Choose\". He said calmly.

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Jenny looked at him, she wanted to go, she felt trapped, and\nshe almost liked it. She new she had no choice, she could back out later, but\nfor now it was too interesting to pass up. In her most confident voice, like\nshe was in control she said

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\"Ok, I'll come and listen, where are we going\"?

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Jenny and Steve exited a taxi in the expensive end of town\nover looking the marina. They entered a six story apartment building and\nascended the elevator to the penthouse, all in virtual silence. Jenny's meagre\nbravado was beginning to crumble. Her breaths were quickening, her pace was\nslowing and she could no longer muster the courage to look Steve in the face.\nOne word kept racing through Jenny's mind over and over again; 'Submissive'.\nThe word alone gave her palpitations, but she had never had it applied to her.\nIt couldn't be true, could it? But her curiosity far out weighed her fear of\nthe situation, and as exhilarated as she was, she still felt safe in Steve's\npresence. And to compound matters, to her utter shame; she was already a little\ndamp in her crotch.

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She spoke first \"You wouldn't really have pulled the\nbusiness from work would you? I could loose my job for that\"? She asked.

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\"We'll never know, or have to know. You can however\ntake it for granted that, that threat is lifted now and forever. If that was\nyour only reason for coming you can leave now and neither of us will speak\nabout this evening again\".

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\"No\" She said rather quickly \"I don't mind\nstaying……….\" She suddenly seemed lost for words as she felt she'd given\nher self away.

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\"Good\"! Steve said. \"Have a seat, and I'll\ntell you more………\" he motioned to a lounge couch. They both sat down.

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Steve began \"Put your hands on your knees\". She\ndid. “Sit with your legs a little further apart\". She did that too.

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\"Close your eyes\". She complied without question.

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\"You are exquisite\", he observed. She opened her\neyes.

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\"You comply with every instruction. You have no idea\nwhat a precious find you are\". Steve moved to hold her hand, she did not\nresist.

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\"Forgive me I must know something, hold still no matter\nwhat happens\". He instructed.

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Then he stroked the back of her hand then pinched it, hard.\nShe yelped and instinctively pulled her hand away.

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\"Why did you do that\"? She shot back at him.

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\"Because I wanted to\" Steve replied calmly.

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\"Now give me your other hand, I want to do it\nagain\".

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Jenny looked puzzled, and a little frightened.

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\"Why do you want to hurt me\"?

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\"Because it pleases me, you want to please me don't\nyou\"? He quizzed her.

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She parted with a reserved pleading but uncertain \"yes\".

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Steve pinched her other hand. She winced without crying out\nor pulling away.

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\"Good\" Steve casually observed, and he continued\nto speak;

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\"I have always known what I wanted; I have always got\nwhat I wanted. After a long time I realised that I was interested in what other\npeople wanted. I am interested in what you want, Jenny. I am very interested in\nhelping you find out what else you want. I know you want to be dominated, told\nwhat to do, when to do it. You want to explore new worlds of sensation, without\nfear or recrimination.

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I want to offer you this. I want to offer you choices. But\nonce you make the choices you cannot change your mind. But there will always be\nanother choice later on. You can leave any time you make a new choice, that\nwill always be your alternative\".

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\"Do you understand what just happened when I pinched\nyou\"?

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Jenny looked puzzled and said \"It hurt\".

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\"Then why didn't you leave? Why did you let me do it\nagain\"? Steve Challenged.

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Jenny didn't seem to have an answer, of course Steve knew\nwhy.

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\"If I hurt you, do you want to leave\"? Steve\noffered.

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\"Its ok, I don't mind staying\" Jenny offered\nmeekly.

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\"You want to stay with someone who has hurt you,\nTwice………….\"

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Steve let her linger on that thought.

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\"I can see it in your eyes, your just beginning to\nrealise who and what you are\". He observed.

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Jenny remained silent and motionless, hearing her soul being\nunravelled.

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\"You're not alone, and you're not a freak\". Many\nenjoy the release of giving up their choices, submitting to another's will,\neven suffering for another's pleasure and amusement….., just as you did a\nmoment ago. There are even those who can only reach orgasm if it is associated\nwith pain\".

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Jenny's eyes suddenly felt heavy with shame and she felt she\ncould no longer lift them from the floor. He was right she could feel her own\narousal, she felt violated, perverted, and she was beginning to hate herself.\nShe was overcome with shame and realisation that he was right and she craved\nmore. She could not put her feelings into words, but Steve seemed to have no\nsuch problems.

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Steve continued; \"As I said, you will always have some\ncontrol, but you will be choosing to give it away until the time of your next\nchoice. Understand, I am talking about touching you, stripping you, using\nyou\", he continually observed her expressions for signs of fear or\nintrigue, \"placing you in bondage, depriving and heightening your senses\nand searching for the limits of the sadomasochistic tendencies that I know you\nhave, but always at a level of your choosing\".

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Although she was not looking directly at him, he could see\nher eyes continually widening at the list of depravities he was considering\ndoing to her. And matters were worse because she was considering letting him,\neven begging him to do anything he wanted.

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Jenny was mentally frothing at the mouth, this was an\nopportunity she never new existed, she had not previously known she wanted, and\nthis was as safe as if was ever going to be.

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\"Why me\"? She asked quietly.

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\"Because I knew you would choose this, a person like\nyou is rare I have been searching for someone like you for many years. You are\nnot the first, and you won't be the last, but for the time being you will be\nthe only……….\".

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These words made her feel very special.

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\"Your Choice is simple; choose to stay for the rest of\nthe evening. Follow my every command and be punished in any way I see fit, with\nany implement at any time. You may have a safe word. If you use it once I will\nstop that particular activity and move to another. If you use it twice I will\ndeem you unsuitable to continue and we will discontinue our involvement and you\ncan go on your way. You will be here for my amusement; anything that happens to\nyou is for my satisfaction not yours. Follow several standard rules; do not\nlook at me unless told you can do so, do not speak unless told you can do so,\nand follow any instruction instantly without question. Only call me Master or\nSir. In short give up total control.

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I in turn offer to cause you no lasting physical harm, not\nto endanger your life. I will not subject to sexual intercourse at this time,\nand if and when I do, I will ensure there is no risk of unwanted pregnancy or\nsexually transmitted disease.

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If you have not used your safe word and have satisfied my\ninterests, after one to two hours I will halt the session and ask you if you\nwish to move to the next stage, I will offer you another choice\".

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\"Do you understand\"? He asked.

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Jenny tried hard to process all that this night had brought\nand might still bring to her; it was time to choose, in or out. Her body had\nalready made the choice, her mind already surrendered to the idea. Jenny\nnodded.

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\"Good\" Steve smiled slightly, \"choose your\nsafe word, something very out of context, the name of a fruit or a colour is a\npopular choice\".

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\"Red\"? Jenny offered meekly,

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Steve’s face suddenly dropped all emotion and he said\n\"we have begun\".

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Jenny dropped her eyes to the floor, Steve was impressed, no\nother charge had responded so quickly without encouragement before.

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\"Close your eyes\" Steve instructed. She did\nwithout question. \"Now do not move no matter what\".

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Jenny felt her dress straps being slid off her shoulders,\nand the dress fall to her ankles. She was clad now only in matching black under\ncup bra and g-string.

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\"Put your hands behind your head and interlock your\nfingers, don't move from that position no matter how intense the sensations or\npain that you encounter\".

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Steve spanked her arse once, she thought hard. The feeling\nwas intense and she thought deliciously decadent, then her other cheek. Each\nstrike made her body sway momentarily under the impact, accentuating her\ncurves. His hands trailed up her to her breasts, he slapped the exposed top of\neach breast in turn. Her face grimaced slightly under each blow. This wasn't\ntoo bad she thought to herself.

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Steve spanked her arse and breasts half a dozen times each,\nand he found that

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Jenny reacted satisfactorily to every strike. He had not\nstruck her hard enough to raise cries or tears, but they would come in time.

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\"You may open your eyes\" Steve whispered in her\nhear \"and I want you to strip\".

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Jenny eagerly stripped throwing her underwear to a near by\nchair.

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\"You follow instructions well, but sloppily\".\nSteve commented

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Jenny looked perplexed; she had done as he said.

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\"I am disappointed that you did not fold the cloths\nneatly\"

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Jenny moved to correct the situation.

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\"Leave them!\" Steve barked at her. \"I am\ndispleased and I will punish you for your sloppy behaviour\". There was a\npause. \"Well, what do you say…\"?

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Jenny was at a loss, so offered \"I'm sorry\"

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Smack! Steve's hand connected with her left bum cheek, Hard!

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Smack! Again just as hard \"Thank…\" Smack!\n\"..You…\" Smack! \"..Master\"! Smack! He iterated with\nconsummate skill.

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A tear had already begun to form before the second strike\nlanded, by the fifth blow her tears were in full flow and she was tumbling off\nbalance.

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Jenny went crashing to the soft couch, sobbing as she went.

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Steve sat beside her and stroked her hair

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\"You have agreed to this, you want this. You show so\nmuch promise, I can't believe you would fail and disappoint me so early. This\nis what you signed up for. You have agreed to be at my mercy and I will take\nfull advantage of that. I am going to take you and punish you severely now, and\nI want you to beg me to punish you anyway I wish to make up for failing me. Do\nyou understand\"?

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Jenny was in turmoil, those last blows really hurt, she\ndidn't want this? Did she?

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Her answer left her lips, almost without a conscious\ndecision.

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\"Yes Master\" there was no doubt \"I want you\nto punish me, Please Master. I am sorry that I failed you\".

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She was lost, and she knew it. She was in this far and she\nhad to know how deep this rabbit hole went into her own personal wonderland.\nShe wasn't worried about pain or humiliation or even her own safety. She just\nwanted to be told what to do, no matter what that meant for her. She would\naccept any sensation Steve chose for her. It was her place in life, and she\nwanted it. And if she didn't like it was only for an hour or two she naively\nthought

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\"You have shown little self control, I can see that I\nwill have to restrain you\".

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Steve led her to one of the walls, it had several chains and\nring s attached to it, that she had not noticed before. The wall appeared\nterrifying and she began to visibly shrink from her approach to it. Steve\npaused at looked at her;

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\"I will explain only this last time. You have entered\ninto a contract. You have agreed to be used as I wish. There is no more choice\nin this. You have already given yourself up. I am going to abuse you for my own\namusement and punish you for your lack of subservience. It's going to hurt.\nYour going to be humiliated, your spirit broken, even tortured because I wish\nit\".

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\"You answer does not matter, but I want to hear it\nanyway…….Do you still want this\"?

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Jenny was trembling, with fear and excitement

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\"I want this\", her verbal affirmation bolstered\nher resolve. \"Do as you will with me\". She pleaded.

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\"Tell me what you want. What are your deepest most\ndeprived fantasies\"? Steve asked. \"What do you want done with\nyou\"?

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\"I don't know\" she stuttered.\n\"Anything……………?\". She offered experimentally.

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\"Are you sure\"? Steve said coldly.

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Jenny felt a spine chilling shudder race along her back, she\nmay have gone to far.

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\"You don't mean anything, anything do you\"? She quizzed meekly.

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\"I will still, stay within the confines of our\nagreement, no lasting physical harm, but as per your new request anything else\ngoes. I will not go easy on you,

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I will test your limits of pain, suffering and\npleasure\". Steve informed her.

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\"It is settled then, the bargain is struck. You will\nmeet your destiny now; tonight\". He said very dramatically. Steve led her\nto the wall by her wrists, like the helpless slave she now was. What ever was\nto happen now, she had done to her self. She felt foolish and very aroused.

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He fixed her to the wall by her wrists. Her wrists were over\na meter apart above her head. Then Steve secures her legs over a meter apart as\nwell.

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\"This position is called a St. Andrews Cross. You can\npray to him if you like.

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But I doubt it will help you. As you can see it leaves every\npart of your body vulnerable to what ever I wish\".

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Jenny watched Steve cross the room and open what looked like\na drinks cabinet.

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It wasn't a drinks cabinet. It contained hand cuffs, dildos,\nwhips, canes and leather and metal implements she couldn't even name.

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Steve returned with a bottle, a small bag and a riding crop.

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Jenny actually felt grateful it had not been some of the\nother implements (at least not yet, anyway). The bag contained sprung clothes\npins, a red candle and a cigarette lighter. Steve laid out his new 'toys' on\ntable, and approached her with 3 of the clothes pegs.

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\"I'm going to hurt you now\" he casually informed\nher.

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Jenny could feel the panic rising in her, but she couldn't.\nNo, wouldn't do anything about it, even if she could. As the first peg closed\naround her nipple, she closed her eyes with resignation and winced at the pain,\nbut remained silent.

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The second peg traced the line of her breast till it too\nclosed around her other nipple. The pain began to build in her nipples until\nshe became 'accustomed' to the discomfort. The pain remained as an almost\nunbearable ache. And to Steve's satisfaction she whimpered and contorted in the\nconfines of her bonds trying in vain to find some ease from the torment.

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Steve's hand now traced from her knee to her crotch, and her\nfaced flushed scarlet as Steve reached her cunt. It was sopping wet. To add to\nher misery, she now felt like a school girl caught out by the teacher and the\nshame overwhelmed her. She began to well up with tears just as Steve used his\nfingers to part her labia, and the third peg was attached to her clit. She lost\nall control and screamed momentarily; startling herself in the process. Then\nher scream was cut of by the flood of sobs and tears that followed.

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Steve spent a few minutes admiring his handy work. Then\nwhispered in Jenny's ear

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\"This is the first and lightest of many degradations\nand tortures that I have planned for you, but you don't mind that, do you.\nAfter all, you’re my property, by your own choice\". His words were\npunctuated by him removing the peg on her left nipple. The pain of blood\nrushing back to her abused nipple was unbelievably intense. Jenny began to gasp\nviolently as she struggled to control the pain. She saw Steve's hand moving\ntoward the peg on her other nipple, and she tried to pull away from him.

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\"Ah, reluctance\". Steve observed. \"That will\nnot do. As you must learn, things can always be worse\". He took hold of\nthe peg, but did not release it from her nipple; he just pulled, with it still\nfirmly attached. Jenny began to whine and moan as her nipple became extended\nfrom her body. Then her breath quickened and panic began to set in as she\nrealised Steve had not stopped pulling. The pressure increased and panic filled\nher eyes, her composure, faltered and she screamed \"Noooooo…\"; Just\nas the strain on the peg pulled it from her clamped nipple.

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Her body bucked and convulsed as she tried to stem the\nanguish in her breast, frustrated by her inability to massage the tortured\nnipple back to life.

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Steve came to the rescue and gently began to massage her\nbreasts and nipples.

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Her blood flow returned to normal and the pain subsided and\neventually disappeared. As her breathing returned to normal she spoke.

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\"Steve, that was too much….I can't take it, I want you,\nbut that's too much pain\"

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Steve looked impassively at her. She realised her mistake instantly.

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\"I mean, Master, I'm sorry master, please forgive\nme\" and she lowered her eyes.

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\"This isn't working, I should take you home, it appears\nI was wrong about you.\"

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Steve said coldly and with genuine disappointment in his\nvoice.

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Jenny felt panic rising in her belly. This was all going to\nend! It had barely begun. She searched inside her self, and convinced herself\nthat to satisfy her new base urges, she could take more, and she might agree\nanything to be with Steve. His strength gave her fresh resolve. She could do\nany thing for this man.

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And so she made her pledge;

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\"No master, I am sorry, I will do anything! And I mean\nANYTHING. Please forgive me master, I want to be with you, in any way you\ndesire, I can and will take anything you choose for me. PLEASE let me stay,\nI'll agree to anything\".

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Steve looked, visibly impressed, he new what it was she was\noffering, but he wasn't sure she fully understood.

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\"You are describing total slavery, I don't have 24/7\nlive in slaves. I offer only short term fantasy, when we are done, you can and\ndo go back to your normal

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life until such time as we meet up again\".

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Jenny looked happy with that arrangement, So Steve\ncontinued.

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\"You are giving your self up for total domination. No\nsafe words, no mercy, No choice, just sensations out of your control.

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Jenny's crotch was squirming with excitement, and she was\npractically salivating.

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\"Yes master\". She happily said.

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\"Here is what will happen. I will test you with whips\nand canes\", he casually pinched and twisted her nipples as he talked.\n\"I am going to fuck hard, with nipple clamps biting you nipples. I may\neven torture your clit to give you a really powerful orgasm\" He slid the\nfingers of his other hand between her cunt lips and his finger nails dug into\nthe base of her clit. Jenny gave a satisfying low growl from the pain. Steve\nspent the next ten minutes or so assaulting her breasts belly and thighs and\ncunt with a riding crop in one hand and a short, soft leather cat o nine tails\nin the other. When he had finished Jenny was lightly and evenly reddened from\nher breasts to her knees and she was adorned with a beautiful film of\nperspiration. Jenny was monumentally over sexed, but had not yet orgasmed. To\nher surprise, she had almost cum several times, when the cat struck her crotch.\nShe felt she must be a total slut to have nearly cum from being whipped. The\npain covering the front of her body was already a dull ache, and she didn't\nhate it. But deep down part of her hated herself. How could she do this to her\nself?, how could she let some do this to her? She must be really bad, so felt\nshe deserved everything she got.

\n\n

Then Steve stood in front of her, he attached two oval metal\nclamps to her nipples, the pain was as bad as before, but she bore it well.\nThen he let go of them. The weight added a new dimension to her torment and she\nwined under her breath, her head rocking from side to side and her body\ncontorting to try to find some ease from the torture. But of course there was\nnone.

\n\n

As Steve enjoyed the anguish on her face he stepped forward\ntill their bodies touched, he bent at the knees and as he stood to full height,\nhis condomed cock cleaved her cunt in half. Her shock was visible; she hadn't\nseen him remove his trousers. He fucked her violently, his chest aggravating\nthe nipple clamps. She came quickly, and harder than ever before. He did not\nstop. He continued to plough into her, lifting her bodily off the floor with\neach upward stroke. She strained at the chains binding her to the wall as wave\nafter wave or orgasm tore through her. Steve finally came. Jenny was dripping\nwith sweat, her breath uncontrollable, she was exhausted, and she hung beautifully\nin her bonds, cum dribbling from her cunt down her legs.

\n\n

Steve cleaned himself up, and began to rub a cream into\nJenny's reddened flesh.

\n\n

It was instantly soothing.

\n\n

\"It's an antiseptic soothing moisturiser\". He\ninformed her. \"By tomorrow; you could wear a bikini and no one would know\nwhat you were doing today\".

\n\n

Jenny was impressed; Steve seemed to have thought of\neverything.

\n\n

\"What about noise\"? She asked. \"Don't your\nneighbours mind\"?

\n\n

\"I own the top three floors and the glass is triple\nglazed, no one can here us here\".

\n\n

Jenny was still bound to the wall; and at that awkward stage\nwhen all of the 'fun' is over and only one of you is still in character, or in\nthis case a compromising position.

\n\n

Steve dressed himself and brought some damp wipes and cleaned\nJenny up.

\n\n

\"So, what next\"? He mused. \"I am more than\nsatisfied that I made the right choice, you have been fantastic; but I want\nmore. Do you feel the same way\"?

\n\n

Jenny squirmed a little \"Are you going to unlock me\nfrom the wall\"? She asked meekly.

\n\n

\"Oh, not yet\" Steve answered, \"I have a few\nquestions for you, and it pleases me to have you answer them; naked, exposed\nand captive\".

\n\n

Jenny felt foolish for having even asked. How could the game\nbe over so soon.

\n\n

Steve would tell her when it was finished.

\n\n

\"Yes master, what do you want to know\"? Jenny was\nalready back in character.

\n\n

Steve strolled to and fro as he addressed her.

\n\n

\"Answer clearly, without hesitation. Do you\nunderstand\"?

\n\n

\"Yes, Master\" she replied.

\n\n

\"Have you enjoyed this evening\"?

\n\n

\"Yes Master\" she replied again.

\n\n

\"Do you want to visit with me again\"?

\n\n

\"Oh, Yes Master\"

\n\n

\"You realise, I will take our relationship\nfurther\" Steve challenged.

\n\n

\"Yes Master\"

\n\n

\"You realise that you gave up your safe word tonight,\ndo you want that to be our permanent arrangement\"?

\n\n

\"If it pleases you Master\"

\n\n

\"You have to choose; I will not take it from you or\ncoerce you into relinquishing your safe word. If you trust me enough and you\nwant to, I will accept your offer. If you have any reservations I urge you\nstrongly to retain your safe word. You can only make this choice once, and if\nyour not ready, It could be a choice you regret. Think of it like getting\nmarried, it is a point of no return\".

\n\n

\"Can I ask a question\" She said thoughtfully

\n\n

\"You may ask a question\" Steve confirmed.

\n\n

\"If I give up my safe word, will I no longer be safe\nfrom harm\" She asked.

\n\n

\"No, Safe word or not I will never break our original\nagreement, no permanent damage\" Steve said.

\n\n

Jenny Immediately offered, \"Can I think about it? Can I\ngive you my safe word next time we meet, if that's what I have decided\"?

\n\n

\"Bravo\" Steve congratulated her \"Any other\nanswer and I would have thought your choice too rash. It is a big step, and I\nam glad you are giving it proper consideration\". Steve began to unlock her\nwall cuffs, massaging her wrists and ankles as he went.

\n\n

\"I would like to spend more time with you, maybe 24\nhours or even a week, to explore our relationship. Not here, somewhere more\natmospheric. But you must choose to do so, It will mean a longer session, more\npain, deeper depths of depravity, more sexual excess, and you will have no\ncontrol over what I choose for you. You will only know that no matter what, you\nwill survive without permanent harm to the end of the session, for the\nperverted and sadistic pleasure of your master\".

\n\n

There was silence, the still naked Jenny Nodded her head.

\n\n

\"In the meantime we should meet for a couple more\nevenings, say every two weeks\"?. \"And when I think your ready, we\nwill discuss he safe word question again\".

\n\n

Jenny agreed and for the next three alternate Fridays, Steve\nbrought her to the penthouse apartment; Stripped her, spanked her, whipped her\nand bound her. She always suffered an excruciatingly long and powerful orgasm\nat Steve's expert hands. New implements were introduced each time. The second\nmeeting; she was made to endure pussy weights, while she squatted to suck\nSteve's cock. The third session, dildos were added to further heighten her\nstimulation. On the fourth session she was caned on her arse and whipped hard\non her breasts after being made to lick Steve's arse hole. The caning and bull\nwhipping was very painful and the marks did not totally subside for nearly a\nweek. All through their meetings Jenny had never resorted to her safe word no\nmatter how much she had wanted to, she was very proud of this. She discussed\nher experience with Steve by phone. He was very proud of her for taking the\npunishment so well, even though she had cried many tears and he thought she was\nready for the next stage.

\n\n

\"What does the next stage mean\"? Jenny asked

\n\n

\"More\" he replied \"more of everything and for\nlonger than an evening. I think it's time you took a holiday from work.

\n\n

Jenny replied \"Oh yes Master\".

\n\n

\"It is settled then. When next we meet I will ask what\nyou have decided about your safe word and I will offer a doorway, If you choose\nto step through, the next level of Heaven and Hell will await you at my\npleasure\".

\n\n

Jenny was thinking a long week end, Steve offered an\ninteresting possibility.

\n\n

\"Would you consider two weeks, not all of it indulging\nin our new found pursuits? I'm thinking of a day or weekend relaxing followed\nby several days at play, then a week or more of recuperation before returning\nto the mundane world\".

\n\n

Jenny thought long and hard, \"It sounds perfect\"\nShe said.

\n\n

\"I'll give you no more details; I'll save them as a\nsurprise, pack light and for a warm climate\".

\n\n

A date was set for three weeks time, tactfully avoiding\nJenny's next period.

\n\n

Steve really did seem to think of everything.

\n\n

Jenny met Steve at the Manchester International Airport.\nSteve led her to a VIP courtesy lounge. Their flight was nothing less than a\nchartered executive jet, and they were the only two passengers. There were\nthree crew members; A Pilot, co-pilot and a stewardess; all of whom knew 'Mr.\nSteve' by name.

\n\n

At the base of the planes steps Steve asked Jenny, did she\nstill want to give up all of her choices, and if so to signify it by stepping\ninto the aeroplane. She did so without another word. As they sat down Steve\nasked her about her safe word. Jenny had long since decided.

\n\n

\"I renounce my safe word, I am yours\". She said.

\n\n

Steve nodded and no more was said. Shortly after take off\nthe stewardess appeared from behind a curtained area at the rear of the plane.\nJenny nearly fainted. The stewardess was naked but for a black leather choker\naround her neck, there was a silver pad lock which prevented its removal. She\nhad pierced nipples with small silver sleeper bars and there was a large heavy\nlooking pad lock hanging from rings which were through her bald cunt lips.

\n\n

\"Jenny, this is Yolanda\" Steve announced as he\nremoved his safety belt.

\n\n

\"You have another slave\"? Jenny observed

\n\n

\"No, Yolanda is not my property, but, Yes, I have used\nher before now\". Jenny relaxed a little. Steve continued \"She belongs\nto a friend of mine; Karl. This is Karl's plane, and we are going to Karl's\nIsland\". He casually added \"You do not need to know where\nexactly\".

\n\n

\"May I ask; who is Karl\"? Jenny said.

\n\n

\"He is a like minded friend\". And Steve offered no\nmore on the subject.

\n\n

Yolanda sat beside Jenny and said \"give me your hand\ndear\". Jenny looked toward

\n\n

Steve, he nodded. Yolanda placed a small yellow plastic box\nover Jenny's thumb and there was an audible click! Yolanda removed the small\nbox, Jenny's thumb was bleeding.

\n\n

\"Don't worry\" Steve said \"it's a routine\nblood test\".

\n\n

Jenny looked puzzled.

\n\n

\"Everyone going to the island has one; it's safer for\nall concerned. Have you had any sexual partners since the last time we saw each\nother\"? Steve asked.

\n\n

\"No\" Jenny replied.

\n\n

\"Then there will be no problem\" Steve confirmed\n\"This will confirm your STD status and whether your pregnant or not. The\nresults will be back tomorrow\".

\n\n

Jenny was given two pills to take and everyone else on the\nplane gave a similar blood sample.

\n\n

\"What were the pills for\"?

\n\n

\"Chemical sterilisation\" Steve announced\n\"It's not as bad as it sounds, it's like double dosing the pill, but much\nmore reliable. There is no way you can get pregnant in the next month and as a\nside effect, you will not menstruate for at least another 60 days. Consider it\na holiday\".

\n\n

\"Before we land, I want to go over a few things. First\nand most importantly, the island has rules, they are not negotiable, and\ntransgressions are dealt very severely. Tomorrow, you will have the status of\nguest. No one may use or harm you in any way. By the end of tomorrow, your STD\nstatus will be confirmed and you will be introduced to the entire island as a\nslave; my slave. For use in any way that I see fit; with and by whomever I\nchoose”. Steve informed her.

\n\n

\"You mean I could be used by someone other than\nyou\"? She butted in.

\n\n

\"You are mine to do with as I please, our agreement is\nset, you will bring me pleasure and gratification with whomever I choose, and\nif you question further,

\n\n

I will make sure it is far more unpleasant than you can ever\nimagine\". Steve sounded cross with her questioning. Jenny had forgotten\nher place; it would not happen again.

\n\n

“The rules for a slave on the island are as follows. Everyone\non the island is superior to you and to be addressed as master or mistress. You\nwill not look anyone in the eye unless told to do so, it is disrespectful. You\nwill do what ever you are told, by anyone, at any time without hesitation. You\nwill remember to be submissive, or you will be made to be submissive. You will\nnot try to leave the island or explore in any areas unaccompanied. The island\nhas dangers that I do not want you to fall foul of.

\n\n

The plane touched down on a private airstrip. The island was\ntropical with a single large mountain surrounded by 5 smaller irregular hills.\nThere were numerous coves and beaches. There was no one to greet the plane, but\n5 minutes after landing Steve, Yolanda and Jenny had walked to a small clearing\nwith a beach hut. The interior was nothing less than 5-star with 4 spacious\nen-suite bedrooms. There was a phone but no dial or buttons; it appeared to be\nconnected to only one other number and activated upon lifting the receiver.\nSteve and Yolanda went into the trees leaving Jenny to settle in for the rest\nof the day. She had strict instructions not to venture out of site of the beach\nhut.

\n\n

Jenny did as she was told.

\n\n

The TV had satellite reception from all over the world;\nthere were over 1000 channels in every imaginable language.

\n\n

It seemed like early evening before Yolanda returned for\nher, still as unclad as she had been on the plane.

\n\n

\"I have the pleasure of informing you that all\nformalities have been completed satisfactorily. You are officially up-rated\nfrom guest to slave. May your suffering be intriguing and exquisite?

\n\n

\"Follow me\" Yolanda ordered.

\n\n

Jenny did as she was ordered.

\n\n

They walked for half a mile trough light forest. There was a\nbarely follow-able trail. Jenny imagined it would be very easy to get lost in\nthis undergrowth.

\n\n

They emerged to a large clearing with what looked like an\noblong Viking long house with several small grass huts or out buildings\nsurrounding it.

\n\n

The long house had a grey brick ground floor and a mud upper\nfloor topped with a solid looking thatched roof. It was over 20meters long on the\nlongest side.

\n\n

On the far side of the clearing was a generator compound. In\naddition there was a pool, part sheltered by the trees with an adjoining roofed\npatio to the long house.

\n\n

There were no people in evidence around the compound.\nYolanda led her over to the long house. To the side of it there was a patio\narea linking the 'house' to the pool by a covered patio area. Steve was there,\nand another man; taller than Steve with dark unkempt hair and a fuller face\nthan Steve's chiselled features. She took this to be Karl. There were two staff\nserving drinks. She recognised them as the pilot and co pilot from the plane.\nThey were now dressed in black cycling shorts that left nothing to the\nimagination and had mock collars and dickey bows. They were either sweating or\ntheir bodies had been oiled. At the table with Steve and Karl were four other\npeople. A short overweight man with dark hair and a pleasant smile, a blonde\nwoman, who was also over weight, with a slightly pretentious look about her;\nexpensive dress tastes and a chipped front tooth. There was also an older, tall\nslender woman, with her hair in a reddish brown bob. Kneeling at her feet was a\ntall buxom woman with brown shoulder length curly hair. She was naked and had\nevidence of a recent vicious whipping to her shoulders and back. Hers was the\nonly gaze not directed at Jenny.

\n\n

\"Well Steve, Lets see her\" Karl barked in a\nGermanic accent.

\n\n

\"Strip, Quickly and efficiently, put your clothes on\nthe bar stool beside you\".

\n\n

There was a glimmer of hesitation from Jenny, but she\nunbuttoned her blouse, took it off and folded it neatly on the stool. The rest\nof her clothing followed and in no time she was naked in front of total\nstrangers, eyes downcast and hands desperately wanting to cover herself, but\nknowing to do so would be a serious mistake.

\n\n

\"Her name is Jenny\" Steve announced, \"She is\nneophyte level, and has with my dispensation given up her safe word. She is\ntrained in light whipping and caning, and has experienced light clamps and some\nbondage\". Jenny was concerned at Steve's use of the word 'light'. She had\nfelt their recent meetings had classed her as a veteran submissive. It appeared\nthis was not the case. However she knew well enough not to speak.

\n\n

Steve continued \"I have elected to bring her to the island\nfor training and experiences beyond her current limits\". Jenny began to\nrealise this soliloquy was more for her than the other assembled guests of the\nisland. \"I do not believe she is ready, and will undoubtedly need\ncoercion. She has agreed to accept any and all experiences that I wish for her.\nThe island as you all know is hundreds of miles from the nearest civilisation,\nand we are the only occupants on the island\". Steve face changed to one of\nlust, similar to a child with a new toy. This look frightened Jenny, and for\nthe first time she did not feel safe. Yolanda placed a blind fold over Jenny's\neyes, and fixed it securely around her head.

\n\n

Jenny's attention was focused on Steve's words.

\n\n

\"I want her to advance to full torture and the deepest\ndepths of depravity and misery that we can inflict upon a semi willing slave.\nShe has entered into a bargain that she is not prepared for the consequences\nof. It is my wish that she be made to regret the decision and then be trained\nto love the degradation\".

\n\n

Steve looked smug with his announcement, as a cheer went up\nfrom the table.

\n\n

Jenny's fear was now visible on her face. As if to counter\nher reluctance; the two 'bar' staff now appeared at her shoulders and held her\nupper arms. Their grip was powerful.

\n\n

\"It is only proper that we all sample the goods. Steve\nsaid.

\n\n

Jenny heard the moving of chairs and steps, then a sea of\nhands began to maul her, stroking every part of her body. There were approving\nmurmurs from the group, as one by one they drifted back to their seats. Jenny\nknew that female hands had been amongst those that had touched her. She\nshuddered involuntarily at the thought.

\n\n

Steve posed a question to the group \"If you had free\nreign with her, what would you do with her, no holds barred\"? Steve was\nvery serious now \"Because, before our stay is over I will give her to one\nof you, to do as you will\". Yolanda removed Jenny's blind fold so she\ncould see, who intended what for her.

\n\n

\"Electrocute her cunt, till she passed out from cumming\nfrom the pain\" The tall woman screeched.

\n\n

\"I would see her whipped to orgasm\" Karl bellowed.

\n\n

Steve interjected \"S, what would you do to a slave, if\nyou had free reign\"?

\n\n

S was the kneeling slave, Jenny felt sure that a like minded\nvictim of this arrangement would be sympathetic. Of course she was wrong. S had\nseen an opportunity to inflict on another, what had been done to her.\n\"Master, I would restrain her; torture her with weights and whips. I would\nset her pubes ablaze, and sooth her crotch by masturbating it with nettles. I\nwould surround her clit and arse hole with pins, then have her fucked in every\norifice to unconsciousness. Then, I'd let the animals have her. I'd force her\nto fuck and suck'em all.

\n\n

There was a general murmur of approval Jenny's heart sank.\nShe was clearly horrified by the potential torrent of tortuous abuse proposed\nby slave S.

\n\n

\"And what of you Jean(Jon)\" Steve asked the\nshorter dark haired man.

\n\n

\"Steve, you know my tastes, I just want to fuck while\ninflicting as much pain as possible, and I want to keep making her ask for\nmore, or face the alternatives.

\n\n

You never know, she might break the record\".

\n\n

\"Wouldn't that be something\" Steve muttered under\nhis breath.

\n\n

The heavier woman; Caroline offered her choice of ordeal\nnext, I want her breasts in rope bondage, then I want to see her lifted off the\nground by her tits while I paddle her arse to the shade of my choice. Her\ntorture was also greeted with murmours of approval. Jenny began to fear for her\nsafety and wondered just what she had gotten herself into.

\n\n

\"Now for some fun\" Steve announced, breaking\nJenny’s train of thought. .

\n\n

Jenny reacted instantly and began to struggle, but the two\nmen holding her moved her easily to two nearby poles in the ground. She was\nbuckled, standing, spread eagled to the poles in the late afternoon sun,\nexposed for any torment to come.

\n\n

Steve approached her and whispered softly in her ear.\n\"You are doing wonderfully, I am so proud of you\". And Jenny relaxed,\nthis was all obviously an act, they would never take things that far. It was\nall talk; just for show.

\n\n

\"I am so happy that you have submitted to all that we\nhave planned for you\".

\n\n

Steve continued, and her heart sank again as she realised\nthe nightmare might still be real.

\n\n

\"I look forward to seeing your boundaries reached and\nsurpassed. You will look exquisite in the agonies that await you. And as per\nour agreement there will be no lasting physical harm, you will one day heal\nfrom your experiences here\". Steve moved even closer to her and whispered\nsofter \"I hope your mind will hold. That variable cannot be predicted, not\neveryone has the resolve to survive what you have agreed to\".

\n\n

Jenny's return look could only be described as\n\"!\".

\n\n

Before he stepped away he took hold of her nipples and\npinched harder than she could bear, then twisted them past 180 degrees. Her\nscream reached the whole island, or so it seemed. As she recovered to take another\nbreath, a soft leather cat of nine tails fell on her back. She winced and\nyelped. Then the other bar man, the pilot stepped into her field of vision. His\ncat fell horizontally across her breasts. She contracted in a violent stomach\ncrunch. A moment later the other cat struck her back again. They alternated\nblows expertly. Her resulting movements were hypnotic, within a dozen lashes she\nwas sweating profusely and her skin was reddening. Every new blow seemed to\nland somewhere different, back, front, under her arms, belly, legs and arse.\nShe was in turmoil, her eyes streaming with tears, her gasps for breath and\nunanswered please for mercy now muffled grunts of acceptance and new lashes\nkissed her body.

\n\n

After what seed like hundreds of lashes, she slumped in her\nbonds, no unconscious but past caring. The pain had long since become one dull\nache consuming her entire body.

\n\n

\"That's enough\" she heard Steve's instruction to\nthe barmen.

\n\n

Jenny didn't notice Steve wave slave S in her direction. S\napproached and applied large quantise of the soothing balm that Steve had used\non their first night together. Rapidly she began to recover. The ministrations\nof slave S were not confined to the application of the balm. She took every\nopportunity to pinch and massage Jenny's tits and cunt lips. She was a lesbian,\nand Jenny hated that.

\n\n

Jenny knew she was perverse, but lesbians were just, sick.\nIt was unnatural.

\n\n

'Ohhhh' that felt good. She was momentarily distracted by\nthe ministrations of

\n\n

'Shit' Jenny thought to herself, as she tried to recoil away\nfrom the touch of

\n\n

S. 'How can this dyke bitch be turning me on'? And so her\nshame and degradation advanced to another level.

\n\n

When the balm had been liberally applied, Steve returned,\nwith Karl. Karl was carrying a clear plastic toy gardening fork and Steve had\nan 8 inch clear plastic rod. Jenny looked puzzled. Steve touched his plastic\nrod to her left breast, as she noticed him activate a stud on the handle. As\nthe rod glowed violet, her vision went white. She could hear the crackles of\nelectricity dancing over her sensitive breasts. Her body was bucking and\ncontorting. Her movements were trying in vain to protect the exposed mammary.\nKarl's implement had similar tortures for her as he scratched it down her back,\ncausing half a dozen furrows of pain as it went. Karl revelled in assaulting\nher arse cheeks and the backs of her legs with his new toy. Then after a few\nminutes, just as Jenny was getting breathless from her exertions; they stopped.\nThey both stood in front of her, each with a wicked look in there eyes. Steve\nintroduced her to her new agony first. He touched the rod to the base of her\nbreast and applied the current as before. He traced the rod down Jenny's rib\ncage. The resulting contortions induced the worst cramps Jenny had her\nexperienced. She was paralysed with pain unable to draw breath. As he stopped,\nshe gasped for air, her body heaving in the warm evening air. Then Karl\nrepeated the exercise on the other side of her rib cage. She screamed till the\nparalysis engulfed her, then fought for breath, before Steve returned to his\nside again. It seemed like hours, but was probably more like minutes before the\ntwo men stopped. Jenny couldn't speak. She just gasped for breath, soaked in\nsweat and trembling in her bonds.

\n\n

\"Good girl Jenny, I am very proud of you, my beautiful\nslave\" Steve told her, as if she'd had any choice at this point. \"I\nhave another choice for you\".

\n\n

Jenny paused her gasping long enough to half look at Steve.

\n\n

Steve continued with a satisfied look on his face. \"I\noffer you the choice of anal sex with one of use her tonight, or a mere repeat\nof the mild whipping and violet wands that you have so easily coped with\ntoday\". Jenny's eyes flares wide in disbelief. \"I can't do that\nagain\" she whispered to Steve, hoping beyond hope that he might have some\nmercy on her.

\n\n

He turned back to the table of people \"Excellent she\nhas chosen anal rape, to entertain us my friends\". A cheer went up from\nthe on lookers, Jenny's head dropped in defeat.

\n\n

\"So how can we make this interesting\"? Steve\nChallenged \"She's getting tired.

\n\n

I'll have to make this the last game of the night\" and\na muffled conversation ensued that Jenny could not overhear.

\n\n

The two barmen returned and un cuffed her from the poles\nwhich had been her home for the last hour and a half. 'Oh, god' she thought to\nher self. It had seemed like an eternity. She began to tremble with genuine\nfear. She couldn't take another day of this, let alone a week or even more.\nPanic began to swamp her.

\n\n

What if they never let her go? She wanted to fight, to\nstruggle. But she was exhausted. The pilot and co pilot carried her away to one\nof the huts. They were gentle, but did not speak. They gave her water, but no\nfood. They laid her on her back on a low table and put padded ankle and wrist\ncuffs on her. Then her ankle cuffs were attached to a ceiling ring and a 2\nlitre bag was hung on the same ring. She began to struggle in vain as she\nrealised, she was about to receive her first ever enema.

\n\n

The co pilot whispered in her ear \"If Jean, hadn't\nobjected, we could have done this out side for everyone to watch\" As if\nJenny needed a reminder that things could ALWAYS be worse for her. The barmen\ntook their time with the enema, they made her hold it in for over ten minutes,\nthe cramps were painful, but nothing like the touch of the violet wands. These\ncramps were almost bearable by comparison.

\n\n

The 'clean', rested Jenny was returned to the group. Her\nbody was still very sensitive. She could see that the reddening from the\nearlier whips was already subsiding, and she could hardly tell she had been\ntouched b a whip, let alone flayed to within an inch of unconsciousness, as she\nhad experienced. She knew in her heart, that most if not all of the people on\nthis island were expert at inflicting pain, while making sure the victim would\nbe able for more shortly afterward, and she could see by the look n there eyes,\nthis group had decided she was ready for more. She dropped her gaze in\nsubmission as the pilot linked her wrist cuffs behind her back.

\n\n

Kurt stepped forward \"Your master, has permitted me the\nhonour of presenting the details of your choice of submission. I thank him for\nher opportunity, and I am very grateful to you for electing for such a\nchallenging and entertaining torture this early in the week, It bodes very well\nfor the heights of agony and depths of depravity we might achieve later in the\nweek\".

\n\n

Jenny could tell he was mocking her. As if she had a choice\nin what they did to her now. But she did, and she had given it away by coming\nhere. This was her choice. This is what she had agreed to. 'Fuck' she had done\nthis to herself. She had signed up for this nightmare, willingly. These sick\nfucks might actually believe they were helping her live out her fantasy. She\nshould say something,

\n\n

NOW! But, if she was wrong, she might never make it off this\nisland. And so, her self loathing told her to stay quiet and take what was coming\nto her.

\n\n

She was led to the table, with in touching distance of most\nof those seated at it. As she was being made to lay belly first on the table,\nKarl began to explain what awaited her. \"On the table is good\" he\ncontinued in his strong Germanic accent, \"But your tits must be hanging\nover one end, we have very special things for your tits. My servants will now\nlink your wrist cuffs to your ankle cuffs and they in turn will be attached to\nthis wooden bar\". The bar hung down from the light assembly over the\ntable. She was trussed up with her ankles and wrists linked, arching her arms\nbehind her to her ankles and attached to the one meter spreader bar. She was a\nmagnificent sight. Head angled down, breasts hanging over the table edge\nexposing her arse and cunt. She felt totally humiliated by this position and\nfeared what was to come. The position of her legs did not provide easy access\nfor any penetration from her rear, and she was less sure than ever how this\nwould proceed.

\n\n

Enid, the older woman with the reddish brown hair, crouched\nto eye level with

\n\n

Jenny.

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\"Look my dear, I have these for you.\" In her hand\nwere two of the oval, metal nipple clamps that she had seen before. She braced\nherself as they were closed around each nipple. They bit into her tender flesh,\nand she exuded soft sounds of discomfort and she fought to cope with the pain.

\n\n

\"And now for the rape\" Karl announced proudly.

\n\n

Jenny couldn't see who was behind her, but it was fingers\nnot cock which touched her arse hole first. The fingers had no long nails, so\nit was most likely a man, and they were lubricated. Her tensed arse, resisted,\nbut could not stop the slick digits parting the mouth of her arse. They probed,\ntwisted and tugged at her arse. Jenny felt sick to her stomach and each\nmovement subtlety induced sway in the new jewellery on her nipples. The hand,\nabusing her settled into a comfortable rhythm. Thumb in her arse, two fingers\nin her cunt and a final finger rubbing her clit. The persons for arm was\npushing her hole body forward several inches then the bondage returned her to a\nrest state. All the time her pinched nipples were being made to sway. Jenny\ngave up sounds of her pain with every thrust, and through it all, the stirrings\nof an orgasm began to build in her belly. The wantonness began to over take the\npain, and her sounds changed ever so subtly from ones of pain to ones of\ndesire. Suddenly the hand was removed. Jenny moaned a sound of disappointment.

\n\n

\"Do you want more\"? Steve asked. I was him behind\nher.

\n\n

Jenny could not envisage the consequences of her answer, she\ncould only say

\n\n

\"Yes master, Yes, Please\".

\n\n

The hand returned and she was brought to orgasm in total\nsilence from the group.

\n\n

The silence was wrong, she had done something wrong, but\nwhat was it and what would the consequence be?

\n\n

\"Slave Jenny\" Karl said. \"You have enjoyed\npleasure, and now you are to offer oral sex as thanks for your pleasure\".

\n\n

Jenny was over sexed as it was, even after the passing of\nher orgasm.

\n\n

\"Yes, I offer my mouth for my master, I want to suck\nhim and swallow his seed\"

\n\n

Jenny offered wantonly and willingly.

\n\n

\"I am sure you do\" Karl replied \"but you are\nto give oral satisfaction to those who have pleasured you\".

\n\n

Jenny was instantly horrified; It had not been Steve working\nher to orgasm. Enid and slave S crouched to be at eye level with Jenny's face,\nand they just smiled.

\n\n

Slave S had short fingernails, by the time the hand had\nswitched to Enid, Jenny had been past caring.

\n\n

A low reclining chair was brought before Jenny. Enid sat in\nthe chair, pulling up her skirt as she did so, to reveal a neatly trimmed but\naging bush. In the absence of Jenny's hands being free, Enid reached down and\nparted her lips.

\n\n

Slave S pushed Jenny's head to meet them. Jenny remained\ntight lipped, and did nothing.

\n\n

\"Ah\" Steve observed. And Jenny felt something\npressing at the mouth of her arse.

\n\n

Suddenly she began to writhe in pain as Steve activated the\nviolet wand, then he applied pressure and it invaded into her rectum. He angled\nthe device around every corner of Jenny's rectum. The results were spectacular\nand instant. She began lapping furiously at Enid's open cunt. Then Steve\nremoved the wand. The act repulsed her, but she was to terrified to protest\nfurther. The cunt smelled as she expected, much like her own, she had never\nwanted to taste this. Surly she could be forced to do nothing more depraved\nthan this. She put all her body and soul into the task, but found Enid hard to\nbring off. The task took much longer than she ever feared, as she searched for\nany tonguing action which might illicit and orgasm from her Lesbian user.\nEventually she found that alternating between labia and clit with just the\nright frequency forced an orgasm from the older woman. This had taken nearly 10\nminutes. Jenny's jaw and tongue ached. The older woman was quickly replaced\nwith Slave S. Her cunt totally shaven and much larger, and the girth of her\npelvis brought it much closer to Jenny's face. She was quickly enveloped by the\nflesh and muskiness of an excited twat. S bucked enthusiastically against\nJenny's face. Jenny could hardly breathe, but the enthusiasm ensured that the\nordeal was over quickly. Jenny was left in her bonds, her face dripping with\nthe juices of two women. Less than twenty minutes earlier, she would not even\nhave contemplated a lesbian act. She had sunk another level into her own\nvoluntary hell.

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For the next twenty minutes, people finished their drinks\nand said their good nights before retiring to their particular huts. Jenny was\nleft, totally ignored. Eventually only Steve remained. He removed the nipple\nclamps and took pleasure in the pain on Jenny's face. Then he released her from\nher bonds. He made no effort to speak to her, and Jenny did not know what to\nsay to him. So silently Steve led her to a hut of her own. He motioned for her\nto wash and pee, all while he watched. Then he gave her a little food and water\nbefore laying her on a single bed and attaching her cuffs to the four corners,\nleaving her spread eagled. He kissed her tenderly, and sleep took her.

\n\n

Dawn broke over the island. Jenny was sleeping heavily,\nchained face up to her bunk. The heat was rising too. This was going to be a\nhot day. Steve was standing in the door way to the hut. He was watching Jenny's\nnaked body slumbering. The rest of the island was waking too. Karl arrived at\nSteve's shoulder.

\n\n

\"She is magnificent, my friend. Are you sure you won't\nsell her to me\"? Karl asked.

\n\n

\"I told you she is a neophyte, she's had less than half\na dozen sessions, maybe when she's had a dozen or more and she has advanced to a\nlevel where she could understand that kind of commitment. Then and only then, I\nmight consider selling her to you, and it would only be to you\". Steve\nanswered.

\n\n

\"What about today, are you ready for this\"? Karl\nchallenged,

\n\n

\"The question is; is she ready for today\"? Steve\nreplied with a cruel smirk on his face.

\n\n

Karl suddenly motioned his stare in the direction of Jenny.\nSteve's gaze followed Karl's. Jenny was awake, wide eyed, but silent. They were\nboth unsure how much she had heard, but as she was a slave it didn't matter.\nSteve enjoyed explaining things to Jenny, knowing she had no choice but to\nlisten and accept anything he said.

\n\n

\"Good morning slave\" Steve no longer referred to\nher as Jenny.

\n\n

\"Thank you for you participation yesterday, I am glad\nthat you did not disappoint\" he said with an air of implied threat in his\nvoice.

\n\n

Jenny listened intently, her mind consumed by lust. She had\nawoken from dreams of tortured orgasms, and fantasy's more intense than any she\nhad ever imagined.

\n\n

She honestly wanted more. Her body tingled, in the morning\nheat. There was no evidence of the seemingly devastating assaults of the\nprevious day. Even her whip reddened flesh had returned to its natural colour. Only\nthe memories remained now; she had\nsurvived 'un-harmed' just as promised. The look of realisation on her face was\nobvious to Steve and Karl.

\n\n

Steve continued his menu of the day speech.

\n\n

\"For the next hour you will be watered, fed, exercised\nand cleaned up. For the last couple of months and yesterday you have experience\nhumiliation and light stimulation. Today I want you to be tortured without\nmercy. To be a total slave you must suffer for your art. Is this what you\nwant\"? He asked, and before she could answer he added \"be under no\nillusions, this will hurt. So if the choice was still yours to make, what would\nit have been\"?

\n\n

Jenny remained silent and thoughtful in her totally\ncompromised position. Her resolve was being challenged, Bolstered by her\nlustful dreams, she mustered all of her courage; then she closed her eyes and\nalmost whispered

\n\n

\"I wouldn't turn back now, even if I could\".

\n\n

\"I'm glad you said that\" Steve answered as he\nbrought a riding crop down on

\n\n

Jenny's nearest nipple.

\n\n

\"Ahhh!\" She screamed as the shock and pain caused\nthrough her.

\n\n

Instant realisation shattered her sex filled fantasy.

\n\n

\"Master\"! She wailed \"yes Master, sorry\nMaster, forgive me Master\", the day was a few minutes old and there was\nalready a tear forming in her eyes.

\n\n

Karl and Steve un-cuffed Jenny, they gave her water and a\nlittle food, she was even allowed to use the toilet, supervised of course. A\nshower followed in the sun drenched court yard with all of the islands guests\nin attendance. Jenny was ordered to follow many instructions and requests form\nthe guests. Soap your tits, pinch your own nipples, part you pussy lips, put\nyour fingers up your self, bend over and pull your arse cheeks apart. Jenny's\nhalf hour shower left her clean, yet dirty from humiliation. She hated doing\nanything ordered by the women, but was equally as aroused by requests from the\nmen. She was beginning to enjoy the decadence of the requests. Steve could see\nshe was having far too much fun. The water was turned off. Within moments Jenny\nbecame aware of just how hot it could get on this island. It was already over 40\no C and Jenny was drying rapidly in the heat.

\n\n

Steve stood up. \"I have talked with slave Jenny, she\nunderstands and has agreed to be tortured as I see fit. Any plea for mercy will\ngo unanswered.

\n\n

An improvised saw horse was delivered by the barmen. It left\nnothing to the imagination. Its sides were solid and Jenny's feet would not be\nable to reach the ground. Atop the apex of the frame was a double dildo, for\nsimultaneous anal and vaginal penetration. The dildo sizes were reasonable,\nsave for the fact that they would be supporting all of Jenny's weight. Jenny\nwas grateful when Enid took a tube of lubricant and applied some to the\nphallus's waiting for her. Karl and Steve replaced her ankle and wrist cuffs\nthen locked her wrists behind her back. Then they lifted her and worked her on\nto her new instrument of torment.

\n\n

They lowered her gently till her crotch began to take the\nstrain of her weight.

\n\n

The dildos parted her excited sex easily, as she went down\nto the apex. Her arse however was resisting and she was bodily tipping forward\nas her sphincter resisted for as long as it could. Then they both angled to\nenjoy the expression on her face as they let go of her, the final inch or two\nof cunt was filled to the opening of her womb, and her arse yielded in the straight\ndrop down. She could feel her arse stinging, she felt the session must surly\nstop, but no one seemed to care. She was expected to cope with the pain and\ndiscomfort, because her torture would continue anyway.

\n\n

She braced her self for what was to come. As she tried to\nsettle to some degree of comfort, her movements were getting her hotter as she\nbegan to rock herself backward and forward on the saw horse. She felt a hand\ngrab her left breast.

\n\n

There was a flash of white hot pain and she flinched to\nescape the assault.

\n\n

Steve had driven a 6\" long needle into her breast just\nbehind the areole of her nipple. She squealed as he continued to push it out\nthe bottom of her breast.

\n\n

Steve whispered in her ear, \"Tell me you want the same\nin your right breast\".

\n\n

\"No, I fuckin' won't master\" She blurted at him.

\n\n

Instantly her head was yanked backward by Karl who had been\nstanding behind her.

\n\n

He shoved a ball gag into her mouth and deftly buckled it\nbehind her head. Steve held two of the needles in her field of vision.

\n\n

\"Do you want two needles put through your right\ntit\"? Steve asked her.

\n\n

She shook her head, tears welling out of her pleading eyes.

\n\n

\"Three it is then\". Steve informed her and she\nbegan to get the message. She stopped shaking her head and cocked her head to\none side pleading as much as she could with just her eyes, but giving no other\nsign that could be interpreted as refusal and get her more needles. Jenny\nscreamed and cried into the gag as two of the needles were inserted vertically\neither side of her right nipple, all the way through the breast. Her breath and\nheart rate were frantic, her chest heaving with exertion, sweat forming all\nover her body. A third needle was of the smaller hypodermic variety used by\nhospitals. This one was positioned on the base of the right nipple itself. She\nsquealed and manically shook her head, while instinctively holding her chest\nsteady. It was to no avail. Steve moved the needle upward till the resistance\nof the skin was overcome by the weight of her breast. The needle popped out the\ntop of her nipple to a satisfied look from Steve.

\n\n

\"Would you like another ONE\" he stressed \"…in\nyou left nipple\".

\n\n

Jenny was wide eyed with fear, but understood well enough.\nShe tearfully nodded her surrender, and another small needle was used to\nhorizontally adorn her left nipple.

\n\n

\"I think a light flogging is in order\" Karl\nsuggested.

\n\n

\"Be my guest\" Steve invited him to make good on\nhis offer.

\n\n

Jenny received 10 lashes of the favoured soft leather\nflogger stroking diagonally down her back, first one side then the other. There\nwas silent appreciation and awe on the faces of the people watching as Jenny\ncontorted in the agony of each whip stroke. The movement it caused in her\nimpaled tits was excruciating.

\n\n

When the whipping was over, the needles were removed, but\nJenny was left on the

\n\n

sibian saw horse. Steve took half an hour massaging the\nfamiliar soothing balm into her tortured breasts, and slowly but surely she\nbegan to feel better. She was surprised how little blood had been drawn by such\na vicious attack upon her breasts.

\n\n

It appeared that it was Jenny's time to rest. Attention\nturned to the long house.

\n\n

Slave S was led out of the long house by a lead on her slave\ncollar. Enid was holding it. Her hands were cuffed behind her back. The two of\nthem were walking slowly. S's face was contorted in pain with every step. There\nwas a 100g weight on each nipple, attached by crocodile clips. On her hairless\ncunt there was 100g on each of her labia, inner and outer, both sides, in\naddition another one hanging from her clit. They hung to just above her knees.\nHer crotch was adorned by 500g's of clanking metal. New and old tears were\nmixing on her checks. Enid motioned to Jean, inviting him forward. Jean raised\nan implement. There was a soft click and the violet wand came to life. With a\nsweeping motion he struck S in the stomach. Current form the wand arced through\nher body, S spasmmed and all seven of the weights bounced around as she\nquivered from the current. She was fighting the urge to scream, her muffled\ncries getting louder and louder with each passing second. But Jean did not\nrelinquish until S had surrendered the most gut wrenching scream of pain that\nJenny had ever heard. Jean apparently was an extreme sadist. Jenny feared him\nover all of the others; he seemed to have no limits. S was exhausted, panting\nheavily for breath; her nipples and cunt were swollen red raw from the abuse of\nthe dancing weights. Jean activated the wand again. S looked horrified, but\nEnid put a hand on his wrist,

\n\n

\"I would remind you that S is my slave, you use her\nwith my permission, and

\n\n

never to the point where she can perform no useful\nservices\".

\n\n

Jean relented and handed over the wand to Enid. He shrugged\nand returned to his seat and drink. Some food was served by the bar men, and\neveryone was given the opportunity to take a natural break. Jenny and S were\nmade to relieve them selves in full view of everyone. S did not seem to mind,\nbut Jenny was still deeply disturbed and embarrassed by this. All returned to\nthe shaded table by the pool. Jenny and S were kneeling at the feet of there\nrespective Master and Mistress.

\n\n

Karl once again took the floor to speak.

\n\n

\"It is time to, how do you say? Move up a gear\"

\n\n

Jenny's heart sank, 'More'? 'Surely not' she thought to\nherself.

\n\n

Karl continued \"Jenny and S have suffered quite\ndeliciously for us this morning.

\n\n

But I feel that Jenny still has many new boundaries to\ndiscover\".

\n\n

Deep down Jenny wasn't certain she could take much more. As\nif reading her mind

\n\n

Steve responded.

\n\n

\"Jenny is progressing well, I am very proud of her. I\nthink she has taken enough physical torment for one day. I will push that limit\nfurther tomorrow. For now I think she deserves some pleasure, but I want to\nknow how depraved an act she will perform to be rewarded with it\" Steve\nsaid as all eyes rested on Jenny.

\n\n

She briefly glanced up, looking at the evil looks of glee on\nthe faces of the guests and she dropped her head in shame waiting what ever was\nto come.

\n\n

\"Jenny, answer clearly and loudly enough for everyone to\nhear;

\n\n

\"If I instruct you will you will you use your fingers\nto pleasure yourself for the amusement of everyone here\"? Steve asked.

\n\n

Jenny answered without looking up \"Yes master, of\ncourse Master.\"

\n\n

\"If I instruct you will you will you suck the cock of\nevery man here for my amusement\"? Steve Asked.

\n\n

With only a slight hesitation Jenny answered \"Yes\nMaster.\"

\n\n

\"When I instruct you will you will you eat the pussy of\nevery woman here for my amusement\"? Steve Asked.

\n\n

Jenny answered \"Yes Master\"; but in a resigned\ntone.

\n\n

\"So when I command it, you will fuck anything I tell\nyou to\"? Steve questioned.

\n\n

Jenny answered \"Yes Master, of course\"; much more\nsubdued now.

\n\n

\"I know you do not favour women, you have made that\nobvious and will be punished for it later in the week or now as the case may\nbe. I offer you a choice. Eat

\n\n

the pussy of all the women here or suck off a pig and then\nbe fucked by a dog\".

\n\n

There was genuine surprise on Jenny's face. She couldn't\nbelieve what was being asked of her. She detested women as sexual partners, but\nanimals? That was bestiality, how could she? How could Steve ask this of her?\nIt was obscene. The choice was impossible, but she had to make one – she wished\nfor inspiration, and it came to her – she couldn't go near another woman, but\nanything she chose would please her master.

\n\n

\"I will go with the animals\" she offered\nmeekly\".

\n\n

A large dog was brought forward by the pilot and the co\npilot brought the pig on a similar leash.

\n\n

\"It pleases me to know what you would choose first;\nfelatio with the pig or copulation with the canine\"? Steve's definitions\nalmost gave the acts some odd credibility. Jenny considered not complying, but\nthought better of it.

\n\n

She chose being used to end the experience, and so requested\nthe pig first.

\n\n

The pig was pristine clean and had a small dick. Jenny could\nbe thankful for that. Steve instructed her that she must use her mouth only,\nand was to bring the pig to orgasm, then swallow any semen, that the pig\nproduced. With a sick making feeling in her stomach, Jenny nodded her\ncompliance.

\n\n

She was taken to the pig, the pig penis hung from the\nunderside of it's torso.

\n\n

There was a distinctive smell to the animal, which did not\nserve to sexually arouse her.

\n\n

Jenny concentrated on the job at hand, her mouth went to\nwork, licking at the small pile of skin. It wasn't long before the pigs shaft\nbegan swelling in size and activity. The pig's organ grew rapidly and far\nlarger than Jenny imagined it could. It rapidly grew to the size of a man's\npenis. It was red, and somehow raw to the touch and taste. Jenny settled into a\nsteady rhythm, sucking the head and licking the shaft. After a time the pig\nbegan to buck slightly, and sure enough the animals orgasm followed. Jenny\nconvinced herself that she would swallow quickly so as not to taste the seed of\nthe beast. She was to be thwarted. The pig came a moderate portion into her\nmouth, and she swallowed as she had planned barely tasting the thick vile\nliquid. Then the animal came again, and again, and again. Was there to be no\nend to this torment? And she realised the pig had been chosen because it came\nso much for so long, that she could not help but be totally humiliated by the\nexperience. She continued to imbibe the creatures spend, praying all the time\nthat she would not retch up the contents of her animal filled stomach. The pig\ncame quantities of spunk for over a minute. Jenny consumed it all. The sated\nanimal was taken away. Jenny looked around the group.

\n\n

There faces were a mix of revulsion and glee. Without a word\nbeing spoken, Jenny could imagine their thoughts 'that she was a slut who would\ndo anything' and

\n\n

Jenny's fear was that they might be right.

\n\n

She heard panting; she had almost forgotten the dog.

\n\n

Steve called to the crowd \"from the front or\nbehind\"?

\n\n

Half of the group responded instantly \"from the front\nof course\"!

\n\n

Jenny hadn't understood the meaning at first, then it became\napparent, the barmen laid her on the table face up. Her buttocks and legs were\nhanging over one end. Her arms were held by the barmen and her legs were attached\nto the base of the table legs and a small plinth was put between them. The\nAlsatian eagerly mounted the plinth and began sniffing her crotch and body. It\nlapped at her slit, the canine tongue burrowing it's way into her sex,\nlubricating as it went.

\n\n

Jenny felt her expression must be one of pure horror. The\ndog slinked up her beautiful frame, it's fur covering her crotch and belly.\nSuddenly she felt a hot, sticky, sharp prod front the canines rampant member.\nThe dog bucked and prodded dozens of times, without successfully breaching her\nlabia. Jenny began to fear the dogs growing inpatients. She was willing the\nanimal to fuck her, but only for the act to be over. There was no desire on her\npart to be fucked by a dog? Was there? Dam! She actually wanted to know what it\nwould be like to be fucked by this dog. This was her only chance ever to\nexperience the sickest things imaginable without any comebacks. So she relaxed\nand let it happen.

\n\n

The dog found its mark and the dogs dick cleaved into her.\nThere was no subtlety. This was an animalistic assault. The plunge into her was\nshocking enough, but the outward stroke was pure agony, she screamed and gasped\nfor air from the shock. It felt like the dog was attached to her insides. Her\nface said all that she could not vocalise through the pain.

\n\n

Steve called to her and the group at the same time \"The\ndog’s dick is now fully engaged, The barb of the animals dick will not let it\nwithdraw until it has ejaculated. This prevents other animals in the pack from\nmating with its chosen female. Of course here, it guarantees Jenny, the most\nintensely painful fuck of her young life\".

\n\n

The dog finally came. Jenny couldn't feel it, she had long\nsince been lost at the point were the pain of the dogs dick had dulled to\nsomething near bearable. In-fact, it was amazing what she was beginning to find\nbearable. The barmen made the dog withdraw and a trickle of thin clear/white\ndog cum seeped from her cunt into the crack of her arse. There were faint\nscratches on her torso and her belly and her breasts were covered in dog\nslobber.

\n\n

Enid spoke, breaking the silence\" S. Clean that up at\nonce\". And all were treated to the spectacle of slave S licking sucking\nthe dog cum from Jenny's assaulted cunt. She was to traumatised to resist, so\nagain she let it happen. S liked her clean, from her crotch to her breasts,\ngrinding her body against Jenny as she went. She finished by drawing her face\nlevel with Jenny's and kissing her on the lips. This rapidly developed into a\nfull French tonguing, complete with newly acquired dog breath. Jenny could take\nno more, and she began to sob, in abject misery.

\n\n

S stopped and the group applauded. There was an air of\nanticipation and Jenny knew that her ordeal was not over

\n\n

Karl stepped forward.

\n\n

\"Jenny\" He said \"Your master, Steve, has\noffered me the chance to instruct you about your next choice. You are offered\nthe decision between total degradation and total pain, for our amusement, of\ncourse\".

\n\n

Jenny was still too traumatised to fully comprehend. Karl\nknew this and continued his explanation. If you choose total degradation; you\nwill be subjected to the most vile and depraved forms of abuse imaginable, not\nleast of which; a forced enema. The contents of which you will be made to eat,\nand should you vomit during the humiliation, you will be made to eat the enema\nmaterials and any vomit that you produce. If you choose total pain, you will be\nsubjected to horrendous agonies that we have ready for you, till the pain\ncauses you to loose consciousness. In the event of either choice your misery\nwill provide exquisite entertainment for your master and the assembled guests.\nThere was silence as all waited for Jenny's impossible answer. She couldn't\nenvisage consuming vomit and shite, it was too horrible to contemplate. The\npain however,

\n\n

She felt she could bear more easily than the degradation.

\n\n

\"Pain\" She answered, quietly, through her sobs.

\n\n

\"Pain she wants and pain she will get\" Karl\nreverberated in a loud tone.

\n\n

Jenny already feared what she was letting herself in for.

\n\n

\"Your agony will await you tomorrow morning\". Karl\ninformed her.

\n\n

\"Now you will truly know what it is to be a slave. To\ntruly suffer for another's pleasure. I am very proud of you\". Steve said\nto her. And on some strange level, that really mattered to Jenny. Steve being\nproud of her somehow made this whole nightmare, bearable. It made her want the\nnext stage. She actually wanted to know if she could take more. She knew that\ntomorrow she would be screaming in agony. Sexually tormented and humiliated for\nthe amusement of her master and his cronies, and this aroused her.

\n\n

Jenny was taken to a locked room and allowed to rest\nunmolested for the rest of the day. And so she lost herself in masturbation and\nanticipation of things to come.

\n\n

Jenny awoke to the sound of her room lock opening. When the\ndoor opened; Steve was standing there, wearing a pair of leather trousers and\nnothing else. He looked magnificent. His body appeared oiled, and his hair\nunkempt but stylish.

\n\n

He was alone.

\n\n

\"Jenny\" he said in a very serious tone \"today\nis the last day that you will spend as a neophyte slave. After today's tortures\nyou will be an experienced slave. Today will be very difficult for you. During\nthe course of the day you will regret choosing the path of a true slave. You\nwill beg for mercy; but none will come. You will suffer pain beyond your worst\nimaginings and you will survive\".

\n\n

\"I have never been so proud and so impressed as I am of\nyou. And no one I have encountered has ever progressed to such an advanced\nlevel as quickly as you have\". Steve continued.

\n\n

\"If you are not ready to continue or you just want to\nstop. I offer you that choice right now\". Steve offered.

\n\n

There was a long silence, Jenny had thought the day to come\nwas inevitable, she didn't expect to be given another choice. It occurred to\nher that she had the option, here and now to spare her self any further pain\nand humiliation. Despite her arousal at the thought of the sexual torments to\ncome, she did harbour much trepidation and fear as to her ability to with stand\nthe ordeal.

\n\n

\"May I ask a question, Master\" she posed most\nrespectfully.

\n\n

\"Yes\" Steve answered,

\n\n

\"If I request not to go through with today, what will\nhappen then\"?

\n\n

\"As per our agreement, we will terminate the relation\nship, and you will be free to return home\". Steve reminded her.

\n\n

\"I don't want that, master. I want to stay with you, do\nanything to me master, but don't make me go away from you\" she pleaded,\nwith true passion in her voice.

\n\n

\"Anything\"? Steve quizzed her.

\n\n

\"Yes, Master\" !?!? She responded, half questioning\nhis challenge.

\n\n

\"I have promised not to permanently harm you, if you\nare choosing to have anything happen to you, I will accept that anything will\ninclude some permanent modification to you that will mark you as mine. I will\nkeep it discrete and concealable from your every day life. Do you wish\nthis\"?

\n\n

Jenny thought long and hard before responding \"Could I\nknow what it is you will do to me before I answer\"?

\n\n

Steve responded \"I offer one better than that, If you\nagreed to proceed and to be marked permanently by me, I will let you choose\nbetween the two options I have in mind.

\n\n

She wanted to proceed and Steve gave her the choices. At the\nend of this week

\n\n

Jenny would be adorned with a clit ring bearing Steve's\nseal. They walked out of Jenny's cell together and headed toward the pool area.

\n\n

Jenny was treated to an enema, showered, and her body oiled\nwith the now familiar salve, and other herbal oils. Padded leather wrist and\nankle cuffs once again adorned her extremities and Yolanda and Caroline, fixed her\nhair in a very becoming pony tail. She was treated to make-up that would not\nrun even in a strenuous gymnasium session. Jenny looked and felt terrific. She\nwas the main attraction and she knew it. Even slave S appeared to be a little\njealous of Jenny. Thought it all, there was a tension and Jenny trembled ever\nso slightly at the thought of what was to come.

\n\n

\"Let the torture begin\"! Steve announced to all\nassembled.

\n\n

Jenny's heart fluttered briefly in panic. Of course it was\ntoo late, she was now committed to her fate.

\n\n

Steve walked to Jenny and reached out to her breasts. He\npinched her nipples, hard. Then he twisted them past 180 o till she cried out\nin pain and her knees began to buckle. As Steve released his grip, she saw the\nlook of lust and satisfaction on his face. This was clearly nothing more than a\ntaster of what was coming.

\n\n

Steve motioned with his hand. A wooden frame was brought\nfrom behind the main building. It was about four feet tall, and was angled back\nabout 30 o from vertical. Jenny was attached to the frame, her ankles a meter\napart. Her arms were fixed at her sides, but away from her body. She formed a\nbeautiful human Christmas tree. And as the frame angled her backward slightly;\nevery part of her body was accessible and her breast were presented perfectly,\njutting forward.

\n\n

There was a small padded head rest which prevented her head\nfalling back to far.

\n\n

This meant her face and any expressions of pain would always\nbe visible to her audience.

\n\n

When Jenny was secured Steve fell silent. He motioned to the\n'barmen' and a trolley was brought over. Jenny's eyes widen with horror. The\ntrolley contained; several candles, a cat of nine tails, a riding crop, a\nviolet wand, several types of nipple clamps and chains. There was a selection\nof weights ranging from a few grams up to half a kilogram. Jenny however was\ntransfixed by the second shelf of the trolley. Laid out on that shelf were 20\nmap pins, 10 clothes pegs, and 10 hypodermic needles ends. But next to these,\nJenny's eyes fixed on a bunch of green leaves which she instantly recognised as\nstinging nettles. Her horror and disbelief however was drawn to the jar next to\nthem. It contained three of the biggest and most angry looking wasps she had\never seen. They were much darker than the European variety that she knew, and\ntheir sting tails looked positively armoured, like they could go through\nanything. She had the foresight not to say anything, but was wide eyed and very\nvisibly shaking her head in disbelief and a total negative.

\n\n

Steve smiled. There was a murmur of approval from the\nguests.

\n\n

Steve moved toward Jenny, her eyes were filling with tears;\nshe opened her mouth to protest. Steve filled it with a ball gag, that had been\nin is hand all along.

\n\n

Jenny lost all hope as her last possible protest was\nsilenced. The look in her eyes turned from fear to resigned dread.

\n\n

The first assault came from the violet wand. Her torso and\ntits were repeatedly traced with purple arcs of energy. Her body tensed and\ntrembled as each bank of muscles were charged in turn. In a matter of minutes\nher body was dancing hypnotically on her frame of woe. Perspiration was forming\nall over her body.

\n\n

When Steve considered her suitably 'warmed up', He affixed a\nclamp to the flesh under each breast. They were connected by a chain. Jenny\nbraced her self and parted with no more than a moan from behind her gag. But\nthis became far more vocal as Steve placed a 200 gram weight to the chain. The\nsoft flesh on the underside of her tits was bitten harshly by the clamps. The\npain was excruciating, and she squealed and began to sob from behind her gag.\nNext Steve applied a clothes peg to each areola of her breasts, taking great\ncare to leave the nipples themselves free of obstruction.

\n\n

Jenny's eyes were now screwed tightly shut as she fought to\nhandle the pain.

\n\n

So, she did not see the first of the map pins pushed into\nthe top of her right breast. Her eyes shot open and there was a muffled wail\nfrom her gagged mouth.

\n\n

The pin into the top side of her other breast hurt even\nmore, as she tensed, anticipating the pain.Her suffering deepened as two\nhypodermic needles were used to form a cross through each exposed nipple. A\ntiny trickle of blood leaked from each nipple and her body trembled in agony.\nShe remained un-assaulted for the next few minutes and slowly began to grow\naccustomed to the pain. Jenny did not realise it yet, but the next torture\nwould only commenced when her trembling stopped. She had been timed and Steve\nand Karl were most impressed with the short length of time before her trembling\nsubsided, indicating she had come to 'manage' the pain.

\n\n

Steve continued with a lit candle and dripped molten wax\nacross her chest and down onto her belly. Although Jenny squirmed with each new\nfall of hot wax, she was obviously copping with little difficulty. Steve\ncontinued till there was a generous coating of wax on her upper torso. The\ncooled wax was now protecting her from new falls of hot wax, and she had ceased\nto squirm at all. With this Steve stopped and exchanged his candle for the\nridding crop. Now Jenny understood.

\n\n

Steve struck her belly, once with the crop, flat and hard; a\nsection of cooled wax fell to the ground. Jenny braced herself for the next\nstrike. It came to her breasts, dislodging more wax and lighting new fire in\nher pierced and weighted breasts. Jenny felt as though her breasts were on\nfire. She had long since lost count of the strikes on her breasts and torso,\nbut was aware that they were a uniform red glow. Finally, the barrage stopped,\nas a voice from the guest table confirmed she was now free of wax. Until now\nshe had not noticed that she was streaming with tears, and sobbing\nuncontrollably. The pain had not ended. Steve reached forth and removed the\nneedles and pins from her breast. This stung. Then he removed the pegs from each\nnipple; The return of blood to the clamped sections of flesh was nothing less\nthan liquid fire, Jenny cried a guttural animalistic growl through her teeth\nclenched over the ball gag and her knees buckled hard, her head tossing from\nside to side in tortured agony. Then the torment was repeated as the weighted\nchain was also removed.

\n\n

She was left to hang in her bonds while the guests enjoyed\ndrinks and snacks.

\n\n

Jenny felt as though her breasts were totally mutilated, and\nas if to read her mind Steve brought a mirror, after only five minutes to rest,\nher breasts looked like they had hardly been touched.

\n\n

\"There, you see, you can easily take much more that\nthat\" Steve informed her, and Jenny's heart sank still further. That had\nbeen the most painful experience she had ever known, how could there possibly\nbe more?

\n\n

The table was being cleared and Jenny realised her torment\nwould soon resume.

\n\n

She tried to brace herself and for the first time, found\nherself praying to survive her ordeal. Yolanda approached Jenny with a cloth in\nher hand, it was a wipe with antiseptic, her breasts were cleaned, but the\nmedication did not sting, her tiny pin wounds were adequately healed.

\n\n

\"The second act\" Karl announced.

\n\n

Steve had taken a seat with the guests; He had given Jenny\nto Karl.

\n\n

Jenny's gaze fixed on Steve in accusation of his betrayal.\nSo she did not see

\n\n

Karl approach and clamp his hand to her crotch. Her surprise\nwas the cause of much amusement from Steve and the guests. One of Karl's\nfingers slowly and deliberately pushed between the lips of Jenny's cunt. She\nwas sopping wet, much to her embarrassment, but she felt that Karl would have\npushed on regardless. He worked her to something approaching pleasure. She had\nalmost forgotten her surroundings. Then his fingernails dug into her clit,\nwrenching her back to her 'torture garden'.

\n\n

Her legs were fixed so that she could not close them to fend\noff Karl's attentions. Karl used the riding crop and spanked the inside of her\nthigh, first one side then the other, he spanked her hips. He took great\npleasure in watching each expression of pain on her face as his crop landed on\nits next target. He continued to strike a specific area until her struggling\nand cries subsided. Then he knew she was becoming accustomed to the pain, so he\nwould move on to another region. He continued to assault her thighs hips and\nbelly till he was satisfied with his outer work. Now he pinched her labia,\ndistending and stretching them apart before turning his attention to her\ncrotch. Directing strikes straight on to her pussy. This gave him the most\npleasure. He could see her painful arousal from these strikes and he loved the\nshame and degradation it brought to Jenny. His gaze never wavered from her\nface. He didn't want to miss an instant of her anguish. He nodded to Yolanda,\nand she removed the ball gag.

\n\n

Jenny stretched her jaw and reacquainted her self with what\nlittle freedom this afforded her. Then the nightmare began. Karl's Germanic\ntones began to echo in her ears.

\n\n

\"You love this. Don't you\"? He asked, Jenny was\nsuddenly horrified, HE wanted an answer. He was going to make her ask for the\ndegradations he was heaping upon her. Her heart sank and she dutifully\nanswered;

\n\n

\"Yes Master, I want it\".

\n\n

\"What is it that you want\"? He challenged her.

\n\n

\"I want to please you, master\" She replied, hoping\nthat was all she need offer.

\n\n

\"How, do you want to please me and how much are you\noffering and asking to take, in order to please me, your master Steve and all\nof the guests here\"? Karl asked.

\n\n

Jenny looked to Steve for help; none came, as he was as\ninterested in her answer as everyone else. Jenny was alone. Her continued fate\nwas in her hands and the silent pause was becoming uncomfortably long.

\n\n

Jenny raised her eyes to the sky, too fearful to look in\nKurt's direction; and composed herself.

\n\n

\"I want to suffer for you and my master\" She\nanswered clearly, almost completely devoid of emotion.

\n\n

\"Do you not want to suffer for our guests, as\nwell\"? Kurt quizzed her.

\n\n

\"No\" She replied. \"I want to please my master\nand the one whom he has given permission to use me. Nothing else matters\".

\n\n

Kurt was speechless, Steve was immensely proud, and he\nbeamed an incredible smile to prove it.

\n\n

It was Kurt's turn to look toward Steve for inspiration.\nSteve merely motioned that Kurt could continue .Then he returned to looking\nsmug.

\n\n

Jenny was magnificently composed, almost regale. Kurt was\ndetermined to regain the upper hand. He picked up a map pin from the trolley\nand closed till his and

\n\n

Jenny's feet met. His left had reached out and he laid his palm\nflat on the middle of Jenny's chest. His right hand rose slowly and\ndeliberately and he punctured the outer mons of her vagina just right of\ncentre. There was a deep gulp of pain, but she did not cry out, so none of the\ncrowd heard it. Kurt reached for and inserted another pin to the left of her\nopen cleft. Again a muffled sound came, but no wail of pain. Her eyes were\nglazed but not tearful.

\n\n

He just wasn't getting the reaction he wanted. He took a\nthird pin and jabbed it hard into her crotch, stabbing into the soft flesh of\nher labia and driving almost to the pelvic bone. She yelped an\n\"ouch\"! Steve rose immediately. Kurt, need I remind you than none of\nus have the right to damage another's slave beyond the ability to serve.

\n\n

Steve now stood at Kurt's side.

\n\n

\"Perhaps it would be better if we do this\ntogether\" as if to plicate Kurt's rage and embarrassment; \"Forgive\nme, I cannot tear myself away and feel I must participate\" . Steve\noffered, and Kurt reluctantly nodded. Jenny allowed herself to smile. As she\nsaid nothing else mattered now. She was a slave, Steve's slave and she gave\nherself freely. Her mind was no longer in turmoil. All she wanted now was to\nplease Steve, and she was curious if just pain alone could bring on a orgasm.

\n\n

While she was wondering, Steve and Kurt took half of the\nsinging nettles each and ran them up the inside of her legs, avoiding her\ncrotch but tracing up her torso and around her tits. Jenny took an intake of\nbreath that seemed to last as long as the pain. Fire rose up the front of her\nbody and she thrashed all she could, still stifling her own cries. The first\ncry did not come till Steve and Kurt used the nettles as crops to whip her\nbreasts, each new strike, raising red stripes quickly followed by tine white\nlumps. Her cries were loud and satisfying. Every new nettle strike elicited a\nnew shout or scream from her.

\n\n

After ten strokes, they ceased. Jenny was sobbing and\ngyrating in her bonds, her face contorted in pain. The only thought in Steve's\nmind was that he wanted to fucker into oblivion right now. She was without\ndoubt the sexiest creature he had ever known. Right now, pained, marked and\nsweating he had never seen a more beautiful woman.

\n\n

\"Jenny, what do you want now\"? Steve offered.

\n\n

\"Make me cum master…Pleeeeeease\". She begged.\n\"Make me cum with the nettles and the wasps\".

\n\n

She raised her head and looked into Steve's eyes. There was\nno more to be said.

\n\n

Steve fixed a penis gag into her mouth and whispered in her\near. \"This is to stop you from biting your tongue; should the pain get too\nmuch for you\". Jenny just nodded slightly but still trembling, then rested\nher head back acceptingly.

\n\n

Kurt and Steve each took a wasp by the body so they could\ndirect its tail. They had stinging nettles in their other hands. They took\nturns alternately striking her crotch with the nettles in upper cut strokes.\nHer cunt was becoming inflamed and she screamed and thrashed her body as never\nbefore. Her juices ran down her legs, her hips were bucking forward, almost\nlooking for the nettles. Sweat rolled down her body and her breath was quick\nand ragged. Steve could sense her orgasm of pain building, he nodded to Kurt\nand they both threw down their nettles. Kurt went about removing the map pins\nand Steve began to rub her pained clit furiously.

\n\n

He brought her to the very edge of orgasm, then stopped\ndenying her release. Then Kurt used his had to part her outer lips from above in\none fluid motion; then both he and Steve inserted the tail’s of their wasps\ninto her inner labia…… It was then that Jenny knew if she could come from pain\nalone.

\n\n

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