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Grace was walking to her car. Classes were out for the summer. She had finished some last minute administrative paper work that needed to be turned in to officially end the semester. The papers were in and she was free until mid-August. Over two months for her to do whatever she wanted. Free from the rigid schedule she had to keep. Free from the immature college students that thought they knew it all, or knew they did not know anything. God, what a relief. She often thought to herself that she could never have possibly been that way, could she?

So having turned in the last of her paper work, she was off to the parking garage and her semi-old, but reliable, Honda. I really need to get a new car. A sports car. Maybe one of those new Miata’s. I’ll go for a test drive next week, she resolved.

Reaching the garage, she walked up the two flights to the third floor and headed to her car that she could see on the far side of the garage. She laughed to herself as she thought about her friend Phoebe, who lived in England. If she was visiting her they would be in a car park, probably a more descriptive name than garage.

More than half the cars were gone, she was one of the last professors to leave for the summer. There was a black van parked near her car that she had not seen before, but there were also a couple of men working on what looked like some piping or electrical conduits. She wondered why things always seemed to need repair, it was just a car park after all.

Those notions left her as she approached her car. She was that much closer to freedom and could not wait to get out of the garage and off the college grounds. Thoughts of her two months of freedom were all that occupied her now.

As she came around the truck to reach her car, she encountered a man bent over, working on something in the truck through its open door.

“Excuse me,” she said.

“Oh, no problem miss,” he replied, as he moved to give her room to pass.

Suddenly, just as she walked past him, she was grabbed around the waist from behind and an opaque black cloth bag dropped over her head. A cord tightened around her neck. She struggled and shouted as she breathed in the sweet-smelling odor. Trying to cry out louder made her breathe deeper. Soon she felt herself getting weak and her mind fading out. Then everything went black.

“Okay,” Luca said. “Get her in the truck and start the IV line. We need to get her on the midazolam and fentanyl and off the chloroform. Remember only just enough to keep her asleep. Just a few drops of each in the saline drip and then no more until she shows signs of waking. You, get her car keys and then put her purse and briefcase in here. Follow us in her car. No speeding or anything to attract attention. Okay everyone, we good?”

After receiving a thumbs up from the two guys, he closed the van door and got in the driver’s seat. They left the garage at a normal pace, falling in with the traffic leaving the college. About a hour later they reached their destination. Carrying Grace into the building, they set about their assigned tasks to prepare her for awakening from the sedation.

After they had finished what needed to be done, they closed up the room she was in and watched by means of the infrared camera. Eventually they saw her start to stir. The revival from the drugs was normally fairly quick. First her head moved around, then she tried to twist her body around. That was fruitless since she was loosely tied to the bed posts by her wrists and ankles.

“Hello?” she quietly called out. A pause and then... “Hello!” she shouted. “Where am I? Is anyone there? I can’t see shit! It is totally black. Where am I? What do you want? God, I think I am naked. What are you doing? HELP! HELP! Talk to me!”

Then she went quiet, they usually did. She was evaluating her situation, as best as she could. She was scared and confused. Just the way they wanted her.

Trying to remember, all she could recall was approaching her car and then now, tied to a bed naked. Also her nipples hurt. What caused that? Otherwise she felt normal, as normal as she could in the predicament she was in. But everything in-between was blank. She knew she was obviously in deep trouble. Trying to think through any options, only one occurred to her that might possibly save her life.

“You must be able to hear me. I don’t know who you are or what you want, but it can’t be money. I hardly have much saved and own nothing of any significant value. You must know this. So either you picked me at random and this is not going to be a very pleasant end for me, or you picked me for a reason. I am hoping you have a reason. I will cooperate. I want to live. Please talk to me. Please!”

“We do have a reason Grace.” The voice came through some speaker in the totally black room. “I am glad you have thought this through a bit. If you truly cooperate you have a very good chance of getting out of this alive, but know that we will not hesitate to have it end otherwise. This is not our first time down this road. Its ended both ways for previous women in your particular situation.”

“If its within my power I will do anything you ask, except kill or injure another person. I will put my life at risk or whatever else is required of me. How long will I be held? Is it day or night? Can I at least have some light. I have never experienced such total blackness. This is getting more and more creepy and eerie. Are you trying to drive me crazy? You might be succeeding,” she whimpered.

“Okay, we will untie you and give you a very dim light that you can use very sparingly. Use it too much and the batteries will soon die. Did you happen to feel the collar that is around your neck?”

“I thought there was something there, I was not sure.”

“Grace, you need to understand it. It is a shock collar. Sort of like a taser secured around your neck. It is remotely controlled and can give you anything from a mild tingle to a body wracking, paralyzing shock.”

“Oh my god! Will it kill me? Is this how you are going to torture me?” she asked in a scared, shaking voice.

“I honestly hope to never need to use it. If you cooperate as you say you will, it should not concern you at all. However I do need you to experience it, just so you know we are serious and what non-compliance could cause.”

She was now visibly shaking and pulling at her restraints. “I believe you! You don’t need to hurt me! I will do anything.”

He had the control on the lowest setting. Hitting the button for a fraction of a second send a mild tingle through her neck.

“Okay, I felt that. I understand.”

“That was the lowest setting. It would be used as a reminder to pay attention or to do as you’re told. It did not really hurt did it?”

“Na– no.” She was still scared and shaking.

“OHH Fuck!” she screamed as her body twitched.

“That was setting three of ten. Do we completely understand each other now?”

“YES! God damn it, yes! I told you I would cooperate. No more!”

“Okay. Good. Now as to why we have you. You are going to be our sex slave and do whatever is requested or required in order to survive. Let me assure you that you will be treated well as long as you comply. Most women previously in your situation quickly learned to comply and actually began to look forward to their next sexual encounter. I hope that is the situation with you.”

“Sex? That is what you want from me? I am not a sensual or erotic woman. I don’t think I am really desirous to men. I’ve only had a few boyfriends and little sexual experience.”

“That is going to change. You have been picked for reasons that are not important right now. You are not a virgin, correct?”

“No, of course not. But I am not a slut either. I’m not all that experienced.”

“You are going to become highly experienced. Now myself and another man are going to come into your room, untied you, and explain more about the room you are going to spend some time in.”

“I’ll be free?”

“You will be free within the room, but it’ll stay dark and you will have to make judicious use of the small light we will leave you. It will not be replaced if you use it up.”

“I understand.”

She remained quiet. A distant sounding door opened and then closed. The another door opened, this time closer, a louder sound.

“Hello Grace,” said Luca.

“God, you’re in here? I still can’t see anything.”

Watching her through the infrared goggles, he explained about the design of the room: totally sound proof, totally free from any light, a sink and toilet, a small one person shower and of course the bed. Then warning her he was going to untie her so she would not be scared by his touch, he removed her ropes as she lay still. The room was still totally dark.

“You mentioned your nipples. You may explore them now. They are pierced. Each contains a gold ring. They look quite beautiful actually.”

“Jesus Christ,” she softly uttered as she carefully fondled them. “What else did you do to me?”

“Nothing, well we shaved you. You were getting a bit stubbly. The shower has soap and a safety razor, we expect you to keep yourself groomed or we will do it for you. Other than the rings, you have not been touched, except to tie you, and that was mostly to prevent you from hurting yourself when you woke in a dark room.”

“How are you seeing me? I have never experienced complete total darkness like this. Literally I cannot see a finger in front of my eye.”

“There are infrared lights in the room. They are invisible unless you have goggles sensitive to the light, which I obviously have.”

“You said you were going to give me a light.”

“I am. As soon as you complete your first task. Sit on the edge of your bed. Move carefully. We wouldn’t want any accidents.”

“Yes. Heaven forbid I should have an accident. I don’t know how that could possibly happen.”

“Humor. That’s a good sign,” he said as he moved closer to her. “Okay, reach out in front of you until you find something.”

He watched her hands feeling around in the darkness. They finally found his hard cock. Her hands jerked back a bit.

“Your dick?”

“Yes. Now suck it and make me cum, making sure to swallow every drop I shoot in your mouth. Do not remove it until I tell you to, and do not forget your collar, just in case you get a naughty idea.”

He moved in closer. She never said another word, taking his cock in and beginning to give mister unknown a blow job.

She was not bad he thought, but obviously either very scared or very inexperienced. He reached down and hooked her new rings, pulling them up as he said, “Take it deeper and watch out with your teeth!”

“Och! Um ouing te est I an!”

“Alright. Try harder. You have to get better at this. It is basic to good sex. You better not spill any when my spunk erupts.”

She had never been so scared in her life. Kidnaped, nipples pierced, forced to suck a cock, thoughts of “sex slave” ran through her mind. With all this in her mind, she still thought about the cock she held and began to feel her bodies’ reaction, a warmth between her legs. She pushed the thought away.

She felt him stiffen even further. She knew he was close and tried to prepare herself. The taste of his pre-cum the only warning before he began to spurt. Pulse after pulse filled her mouth. She gulped and gulped, getting it all down as she kept him in her mouth.

“Good girl,” he said as he released her rings. “Now hold my hands and stand up. Spread your legs. Just as I suspected, wet pussy. Turn around. I’ll hold your hips to steady you. Now bend forward til you put your hands on the bed. You know what’s next don’t you?”

Still gasping a bit from her oral efforts, she replied, “You are going to fuck me.”

“Close. My quiet friend here is going to. Enjoy.”

“Oh god, why me? Why are you doing this to me?”

The only answer she received was... SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK.

“Oww! What the fuck? That hurt.”

“I think you will get to like it. Pain and pleasure are very close. So I guess you never had a guy slap you?”

“Once. Then I slapped his face. Sex and him were over.”

“You have so much to learn.”

He heard a quiet whimpering coming from her as she felt a hard cock probing her pussy. Number two’s hands held her hips to steady her as he pushed and probed, feeling her heat and wetness. Then his cock head slipped between her slightly swollen lips. Moving up and down he gathered her moisture and then found her entrance. Pulling her hips back, he pushed forward.

“OH god. Damn you fuckin guys!”

Laughing, he said, “That’s us, two fuckin guys. Hope you enjoy it cuz you are going to get much more before this is over. You’re going to get more sex than you ever dreamed of, if you ever dreamed of it.”

He was now fully in her and moving in and out at a substantial pace. As much as she tried to suppress it, she mumbled under her breath, “Fuck me, yes fuck me. Oh god do it.” They never heard her whispered need.

Soon she felt his spunk filling her. As much as she wanted to hate it, an intrinsic craving was being fulfilled. She suppressed a shriek as an orgasm quickly went through her. She did not want him to withdraw, but he was already pulling out.

“She took that well. I’ll bet there was a bit of enjoyment there. What do you say Grace? Did you enjoy that?”

“Fuck you guys!” she shouted as she found her way to sit on the bed.

“It’ll be easier on you if you just go with the flow, so to speak. This was only an introduction. Ever take it in the ass or will we be taking your virginity there?”

“FUCK YOU! FUCK! YOU!”

“Well you will learn to love it. At least three times a day, usually two or more guys will visit you and have you, in many different ways. Think about what just happened. I know there is some desire in you. Find it. Nurture it. It is your key to a new life - and to survival.”

“I told you I would cooperate. Why do you have to keep me in the dark? You have the collar on me, I can’t get away. Just let me see my surroundings.”

“You will stay naked in the dark until you become the craving, eager slut that we want. If you let it, it will happen and that will be the beginning of the end of your confinement. Now as promised, here’s your light. Use it sparingly. The batteries are almost used up so it is dim and will totally quit if you use it too much. It will not be replaced.”

After placing it in her hand, he told her she would find soap and towels by the sink so she could wash and shower as she desired. He promised dinner soon, explaining that there was a small door within the door that would open like a table. That is where they would put her three meals a day. He also told her that fresh towels and bedding would be provided whenever she needed them.

She heard movement and flashed the light towards it just in time to see the door closing behind a human shape dressed all in black. The light was dim, she believed what he had said. Using it just enough to find the sink, toilet and shower location, plus inspecting the floor to make she would not trip on anything, it was off.

She found the towels and soap, using them to clean off the cum running out of her. After making her way back to the bed, she took stock of her situation and considered what she had been told. She had nothing to do but sit in the total blackness and think.

As much as she hated to admit it, she did enjoy at least part of what happened. She led such a sheltered life with really not much sexual experience. She was scared and excited at the same time. They did not really hurt her. Thinking back, the slapping was actually a tiny bit thrilling, after the initial shock wore off. They seemed very serious in their intent but also, she hoped, trustworthy. She also knew it could all just be their tactic to use her until they killed her.

She heard what she thought was the outside door and a scraping noise. A voice said, “Dinner.”

Using her light, she quickly found the tray. A cup of tea and a plate with fish, rice and asparagus. It looked good. Trusting that they had not poisoned it - they could find other ways to kill her - she shut off the light and ate in the dark. The food was surprisingly good; it was almost like they knew her favorite things.

Soon they tray was taken away and the inner door opened.

“Hello? I heard the door. I know someone is here.”

Turning on her light she saw a figure all in black.

“Turn off the light and lie on the bed. Spread you legs,” a female voice said. “Do not use the light again until I leave.”

“Okay,” she replied. Being surprised by the female voice she had many questions but remained quiet. They obviously had a plan and were not going to talk to her more than they wanted. Soon she felt the woman between her legs. Her skin was against hers; she was at least partially naked. Her hands and arms pushed her wide as her lips came in contact with her pussy. Grace jerked at her first touch.

“You’ve never had a woman do this have you?”

“No. Only a few men have done it.”

“Relax and try to let yourself go. The only thing I’m going to do tonight is bring you pleasure.”

And that she did. Doing things only another woman knew to do, Grace was soon writhing and moaning. She screamed as her first orgasm ran through her, her body twitching, her breath coming in gasps. The woman just pulled her in tighter and reached up to tweak and fondle her nips and rings.

“Oh god, my clit! Its on fire! Damn! Please!” she managed to squeak out.

The woman did not let up. This went on for orgasm after orgasm. Until she knew that Grace was drained. Then slowly sliding up her body, she paused to kiss and again tweak her nipples and rings. Finally she arrived at her mouth where they both joined in a deep passionate kiss.

Grace was beyond thought. This was all new to her; she was just enthralled. There was no thought of her imprisonment, just the feelings she had experienced.

“Okay Grace, now its your turn. Do the same to me.”

This jolted her back to reality. “Me? I have never... I don’t know how... I don’t think I can. I can’t see anything. What if I hurt you?”

“Just go slow. Only use your tongue and lips. You will find it more natural than you think. Didn’t I bring you pleasure as I promised?”

“Oh god yes! You were incredible!”

“Okay. You can do the same. We both have pussies,” she said laughingly. “Just explore and be guided by my reactions and instructions. Somehow I don’t think you will need much instruction.”

Still spellbound from the experience, she was actually anxious to try. It was simply nervousness from her total inexperience. They easily switched positions. Once Grace got her bearings between the woman’s legs, she eagerly began to explore her. Finding features familiar to her fingers, she began a more aggressive connection with the woman, finding her juice flowing freely and discovering it was quite tasty.

Grace brought her to several orgasms before the woman ended it by somewhat forcefully pulling away. Grace would have happily gone on longer. Both came up to a sitting position and again engaged in a passionate kiss, this time adding the caressing of each other’s nipples. Grace discovered the woman also had rings in her nips. She loved their feel and reflected about hers, maybe they were a good addition.

The woman stood up, saying, ”I have to leave now. I hope you enjoyed this.”

“Oh god yes! It was wonderful, you are wonderful! Will you be back?”

“You will meet me again. You may wonder sometimes as you go through what lies ahead about what will happen to you. Limit your worry as much as you can. They will not do more than they know you can take and if you do everything they ask, you’ll emerge a new woman. I have already said too much. Get a good nights sleep, you’ll need it.”

“But what— “

She was too late. The door had rapidly opened and closed. She was again alone in total darkness with only her thoughts, wonderful as they were at this moment. She lay on her bed and was quickly asleep.

The next morning she was awoken by the food door opening. Milk, oatmeal and fruit, just as she liked. When she was finished, the door opened and someone entered. Since she could not see anything, she just remained lying on the bed. She heard what sounded like possibly a chair being placed down next to her.

“Good morning Grace,” a new voice said. “I trust you slept well?”

“Surprisingly, yes. So I assume you are here to fuck me in some way?” she sarcastically vented.

“No I am not, and if I may, that tone is not going to help you. I understand you had a rather enjoyable time after dinner.”

She was somewhere between mad, scared and excited. Realizing antagonism was probably not the best way to go, given her predicament, she replied, ”Sorry. You’re right of course. I apologize.”

“Okay. No harm, no foul. I’m simply here to help you relax and eliminate some of your anxieties.”

“Anxieties!” she burst out, unable to control herself. “Anxieties! Why should I have any anxiety? I’ve only been kidnaped, held naked against my will, fucked by several guys, and one woman - all in total darkness!”

“Well I guess I was right. I do detect a teensy bit of anxiety.”

She could not help herself, she burst out laughing. “Ya think?

“Humor. Now that is good.” Before she could say anything he went on, “Seriously, I’m very good at what I do.”

Seeing that she was about to start up again, he went on, “Listen, all I’m going to do is talk to you and if you will put some trust in me, I guarantee it will be to your benefit. Can you do that?”

“All I have to do is lie here and listen to you?”

“Yes. That and follow a few simple instructions like breathing deep and opening and closing your eyes. Before you say it, I know that sounds foolish in the dark, but just give me a bit of trust. Are we okay?”

He had a very calm, soothing way of speaking. She found herself trusting him and actually relaxing. “Okay, we’re good. I’ll go with the flow, as I was told the other day. Whatever day this is.”

Ignoring the implied question, he went on to talk with her. He was actually an expert hypnotist. In no time he had her in a very deeply relaxed hypnotic state. He had as much time as he needed to accomplish his assignment.

He proceeded to give her suggestion after suggestion about how much she loved sex, how easy it was for her to cum, how sensitive her nipples and clit were becoming, how sensitive her “G” spot was becoming, how much she wanted to have anal sex, how much she loved sucking a cock and how much that turned her on. All these were reinforced by him touching her bits as they were suggested. He repeated these a number of times.

The last thing he did was have her sit up. Then the suggestions were all about her gag reflex disappearing when she was sucking a cock, how much she wanted to suck cock, how it felt as good as a cock in her pussy, how she might cum from sucking and how much she wanted the cock down her throat. Then he handed her an eight inch silicone dildo.

Telling her she was holding a cock, he asked her to suck it. She eagerly began to do as he suggested. He was quiet as she worked at it. Seeing her nipples harden and other signs that she was getting more and more excited he took as positive. Suggesting she take it deeper, she did so without hesitation. Soon all eight inches were in. He could see it moving in and out of her throat. Then she began to tremble. An orgasm ran through her as she removed the dildo. He gently took it from her.

Then having her lay down again, he once more quickly reviewed his suggestions, getting her agreement that she wanted all of them to happen. Finally he told her that there was nothing to fear about her present situation and that she would remember none of his suggestions but would follow all of them. He slowly brought her out of the relaxed state, telling her how good she was going to feel.

“Jeez, did I fall asleep on you? I don’t really remember anything except when you were talking about relaxing. I have to admit I do feel really good. How much time went by?”

“Oh it was only a few minutes. But people can be surprised by how much better they feel after just a few minutes of good relaxation. I can come back if you ever feel like you want to experience it again. I do need to go now. I expect that you’ll have a full day ahead.”

She chuckled, saying, “Yeah, full in more ways then one!”

“Well try to think good thoughts,” he said as he left the room.

The rest of that day and the next several were taken up by eating, sleeping and having sex more times than she could count. There was always two guys, who barely spoke. It was all oral and vaginal with fingers probing her ass as the position allowed. They often spanked her butt, which she resented at first but began to appreciate as an interesting part of sex. She found she was beginning to actually enjoy it, as much as she tried to resist that feeling. She was having more orgasms that she ever had previously and gave head and did deep-throat like she had been doing it for years. She loved their cum, even beginning to scoop it out of her pussy and consume it every time they finished with her.

The woman returned again. They enjoyed much the same as their first time with the exception that tribbing was added to the repertoire. After Grace got the hang of it and was in sync with her, they both had a number of orgasms. Grace actually thanked her for cultivating her woman to woman sexual experience, something she had always wondered about but had never contemplated exploring.

Her complaining had slowed way down, and as much as she hated the total darkness, she was beginning to adapt. No longer was she scared all the time. All the food was exactly what she would have picked. After their last sex of each day she was always exhausted. She always cleaned up, usually with a shower in the dark, then laid down, contemplating the events of the day and began to think of what might happen the next. As much as she hated her situation, she found she was actually beginning to look forward to the next day.

Breakfast always seemed too come soon. She invariably slept like the dead. On this day, after she had finished and the tray had been removed, the door opened and shut. The sound was different. Maybe just one guy, she wondered.

“Is there just one of you today?” she asked of the darkness.

“Yes, just me... so far,” he replied in a deep voice. “Lay back and spread your legs. I want to get you jazzed up for me.”

“Oh good,” she blurted out, wishing she had kept her mouth shut but meaning what she said.

Soon he was down there and she was squirming in enjoyment. As she was about to cum she reached down to pull his head even tighter to her. His hair was short and nappy. He’s black, ran through her brain just as she started to shriek from her first orgasm. He never let up, even as she tried to twist away. Soon another one hit her and he pulled away as her juice rushed out. He absorbed a mouthful and came up to kiss her. She greedily met him and shared her essence, gasping for air as she did.

He already had his hand on his cock, rubbing it between her labia when she gasped, “You’re black aren’t you?”

“Well more in the milk chocolate range, but I take your meaning.”

“Good to know. Like I’d know the difference in here. More importantly, I’ve never had a black guy, but I’ve always been curious. I hate to admit this but I want it. Fuck me. I want to get fucked.”

He just kept rubbing it up and down her slit, gathering more and more juice and running across her clit. Then he started to slowly begin to push in. He knew she did not yet know what she was in for; it did not take long or much of him to change that.

“Holy shit your big!”

Reaching down, she tried to put her fingers around him; her finger tips would not meet her thumb.

“Oh my god! I can’t—“

By then he was entering her and stretching her wider than she ever imagined. The feeling was incredible. Every itti bitty part of her was tightly encircling his thick cock. He pulled back a teeny and then moved forward a bit, a back and forth rhythm designed to slowly fully penetrate her. She was gasping from the totally new, incredible feeling.

“Holy crap! Its fuckin huge!”

“Ya baby. Just stay with me. You’re in for the ride of your life.”

“I’m so... oh fuck, do me!”

“That’s what I’m gonna do baby.”

Soon his eight inches were almost completely in. He was beginning to seriously pump her, slowly picking up speed and slowly getting fully in. By now she was just babbling, overwhelmed by the feelings he was creating inside her. Alternating between screams, moans and whimpers, she came and just gave in to him.

His stamina was such that he had no problem just pounding her relentlessly. Each stroke swelling her tunnel in ways she had never come close to feeling before. Her “G” spot tight against him, his pubic bone hitting her clit on each thrust; the stimulation was unsparing. Her body would not stop trembling, the tremors rising and falling with each orgasm. Her mind was lost in some sensual, carnal void, seemingly with no end.

When he finally discharged his copious gobs of jizz, she was only slightly aware; the void had consumed her. He withdrew and waited for her splayed body to stop shivering, for her mind to return. When she eventually opened her eyes, she could barely speak.

“Nothing like this.... Never... never imagined. I’m.... I just need.... Please, water.”

He brought her a glass full and raised her up as if she was a feather. The sweat was running off both of them as she gulped it down.

“Thanks,” she murmured as he let her back down. “Are you coming back to see me?”

“You want me to?”

“Oh god yes, please. I’d no idea it could be like this. They are succeeding. I want more, more of everything.”

“Turn on your side.”

Wordlessly she curled into an comfortable fetal position. Reaching down to a bag he had brought with him, he retrieved and lubed a butt plug.

“Now just stay relaxed. You’re going to feel pressure on you’re butt hole.”

Still a bit out of it, she just lazily said, “Okay.” By now she was used to fingers in there and had begun to actually enjoy it. He spread her cheeks and slowly eased it in until it “popped” home.

“Ahh... What is that?” she asked as she moved her hips a bit.

“A butt plug. As you felt, it will get you used to being opened up, stretched. This afternoon will be your initiation into the anal sex club, so to speak. Your last virginity to lose.”

“Oh god, I don’t know if I can take more after what you just did. I’m so exhausted and a bit sore. They’re changing me aren’t they? Before I would never have had sex with a guy hung like you. Now I want more. Jesus....”

“Listen Grace, you’re just being guided and shown what you are capable of, probably what you have kept suppressed for whatever reasons. Just let yourself fully go and find out where it takes you. Life is too short not to enjoy it to its fullest.”

“Jeez, a philosopher as well as a huge fuck artist,” she laughingly said. “Can you hang with me for awhile? You blend right in with the darkness.”

Laughing himself, he said, “Aren’t you the comedian.” Then he laid down next to her as she turned over to face him. She reached down, finding his cock and caressing it.

“God, it is amazing.”

She soon fell into a deep sleep holding his appendage. He slowly moved her hand and quietly left the room, leaving her to her dreams and rest. He knew she would need it.

They delayed lunch to let her rest more. Finally they saw her stir.

“Glad you’re awake. A light lunch is ready. The food door will open shortly, enjoy. I understand you’ve been informed about this afternoons activity, hopefully you’ll find it enjoyable.”

She briefly wanted to curse them, but having come to enjoy their finger probing, part of her was curious and also desirous of the new experience that awaited. She finished her soup and roll. The small door opened and closed as the tray disappeared. Lying back on her bed, she contemplated what was to come as she felt the small round knob that slightly extended from her ass; its feeling was not unpleasant. Then her hand drifted to her slit. No longer sore, that hand instinctively began to lightly arouse herself. Her other found her nip, which she softly rubbed and pulled on her ring.

Her eyes were closed, even though it made no difference in vision. It did focus her on her feelings. She wanted what was coming. Just thinking about anal sex was something that never entered her mind, other than knowing it was something she had believed disgusting. Now she was actually looking forward to it.

Every time she tried to make sense of what was mentally and physically happening to her, there was no answer forthcoming. She had come to accept her current plight and resolved to go with it. She was strong and perceptive. Maybe she was a closet slut. If so, she thought, Let it come to the daylight to be controlled and benefit my life.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the outer door opening and closing, and then the inner door opened and closed.

“Hello Grace. Don’t stop on my account, I love to see you pleasure yourself.”

“Your right, I do love to pleasure myself. You only get to see it, I get to feel it, to revel in it. I am not the woman I was before the progressing metamorphosis you’ve so effectively and intensely wrought took hold. Are you standing there hard, wanting me, excited by the thought of my virgin ass? I know your voice you know. You were the first.”

“Very good my alluring and fascinating slut. Now reach forward and take my hand.”

She did and he pulled her forward a few steps then told her to kneel and suck his cock. Doing as instructed, she took him fully deep, showing off her new skills.

“Ah, that’s my girl. Now rub your clit and get yourself off as you suck me. Your new skills are excellent.”

She had planned to do as he directed in any event. It was easier for her to cum than ever before. A cock down her throat thrilled her almost as much as one in her pussy. Soon he felt her tense up and a moan of pleasure escaped her stuffed mouth.

“That’s good,” Luca said as he pulled her up. “I’m saving my load for other places. Let me guide you back to the bed where you will find another cock you can suck. I’m going to enjoy this,” he said as he slapped her ass.

“Oww. You’re really looking forward to this aren’t you?”

“Yup. And I’ll bet that at some level you are too. Are you brazen enough to admit it yet?”

“You’re a fuckin scoundrel! Have you given any thought to what you’ve put me through?”

“I’ve watched it day by day and observed the changes in you. You are now craving things that would not have entered your mind before this experience. So don’t try to play mind games with me.”

She knew he was right. No matter what happened to her, she was forever changed. Excitement was now her thought about an ass fucking. She relished and savored sex more than anything her wildest dreams could have conjured before her time here.

“Okay, you might, and I stress might, have a point. Please promise me you’ll be gentle with me. No matter what I feel or think, this is more than a bit scary...”

“I would never let any physical harm come to you. That’s not in me or anyone here. You were picked for a reason and serious harm was not in the equation. Now get on the bed, hands and knees. Suck the cock you find while I fuck you and take your last virginity.”

For some reason she turned and hugged him briefly, then let him guide her to the bed. She assumed the position and found another guy sitting at the head of the bed, legs spread, waiting for her mouth.

“You are a clever devil. I’ll give you that,” she said taking the cock in her mouth and holding her ass up for him. The second guy took great delight in playing with her tits and rings as she sucked.

He was quickly behind her, rubbing his hard shaft up and down her slit, fully covering himself in her slippery essence. Then after a few hard slaps to her butt, which she responded to by wiggling it back at him, he entered her and proceeded to fuck her, more slaps included.

During her second orgasm, he pulled the plug from her. She released the cock she was enjoying long enough to let out an “Oh god!” Then she was back to sucking. He put two fingers in her and kept banging her puss.

During her third orgasm, he pulled out both his cock and his fingers, rapidly replacing fingers with his cock. He knew from experience, and how open her rose was, there would be no problem. He pushed in at a deliberate speed. This caused an immediate reaction.

“Oh good god! Damn you are... Oh yes, yes. Fuck my ass! Its awesome. Take me, do it! Fuck, FUCK!”

She could not go back to sucking. She buried her head in his crotch and clawed at the bed as he went faster and harder. Then he grabbed her hair, pulling her head up and back, forcing the deepest penetration.

Gasping for air, she managed to yell, “Oh my fucking god! I’m going to cum! I can’t beli... AHHHhhh!”

He let her go and she collapsed forward as he pumped his load into her. The second guy got up and left; he knew Luca wanted to be alone with her.

He started to slowly pull out.

“No, no. Don’t. Please. Not yet. Let me relish this first time just a bit.”

He understood. “Not to say I told you so, but...”

“You were right. Okay? Am I now that sex slave slut that you wanted?”

“Almost.”

“Almost? What the fuck could be left? You have debauched me in every way I can think possible.”

He started to ease out of her as he said, “Well this has all been under a spot of duress.”

“A spot! Jesus, do you—“

“Let me finish. Tomorrow there’s a very special party given by a very exclusive club and you are going to be my guest.”

“Special party? Be your guest? I am your prisoner. Do I go in handcuffs?”

He had slowly pulled out and now lay facing her. He went on to explain that the party was a very special swinger club. A black tie affair that was given at irregular intervals for wealthy, appropriate people. The food and drink were without equal. The point was to see the entertainment and then to spend the rest of the night with whoever they pleased, however they pleased. Everyone was married and had been tested for STDs within the week. It was a freewheeling sex party beyond compare.

“And how do you and I fit into this group of wealthy people?”

“You are the entertainment.”

That stunned her. She was quiet, trying to process all that she had just heard.

Finally she said, “You better have a more detailed explanation.”

He told her that they would attend just like all the other guests. Enjoy the food and drink. Meet and mingle with the guests. After the meal was finished she would go to a center platform where she would essentially put on a sex show with two black guys similar to the one she had recently met.

He went on to note that the guests love to see a beautiful, passionate woman engage in sex with powerful black men. This would be the ultimate erotic ecstasy for her. He knew how she had reacted to milk chocolate man. This would be double the fun she had experienced. He assured her that the two guys were expert at this and would not take her so far that she might actually be injured in some way. She would just experience the most sensuous, wanton carnal pleasure possible.

“And I have to do this or you will what? Turn the collar up to ten and zap me ‘til I am totally deranged and unhinged or something?”

He held her tight. “Grace. Grace, has this gotten to you so much that you have forgotten the terms of the contract? You know you could have stopped this at any time. You specified exactly what you wanted. Not the how but the results. ‘I want intense sexual adventure and excitement. Things I have never experienced before. I am sick of a plain vanilla life.’ Those were your words. I wrote them into the contract.”

She held him just as tight as the tears trickled down her cheeks. “Oh god. I know, I remember. I just got so into it... It all became so real... You did too good a job. You did give me what I wanted, and now I really am a different woman. Can we have some light? I want to see you.”

“Sure. Hey! Bring up the ceiling light a bit. Remember she’s been in the dark for a week so her eyes need to adjust.”

He took off his goggles as the room began to glow from the dim yellowish light that filled it. She saw his face and was comforted to actually see him again. Her tears turned into glee. She started to giggle and hug him.

“You really got me. Oh this is so great. I am so relieved. I totally fell for it. Let’s go to that party! I hope you have something sexy for me to wear. What about my hair and nails and everything? I must be a complete mess.”

“I have a hairdresser and manicurist coming over in the morning. You will be a knockout. All the men, and a few women, will want you after they see you walk in. It goes all night, so after your show, if you are up to it... the choice will be yours.”

He brought her out of the room and up to his house. Everyone was gone except the cook.

“You live here?”

“Yes.”

“This is beautiful! A swimming pool out back?

“Yes again. Want something to eat?”

“How bout some Chardonnay and cheese?”

He picked up a phone, speaking in low tones she could not understand. Shortly an oriental man arrived with a tray full of various cheeses, bread rounds and two bottles of wine, the Chardonnay for her and the Cab for him. With quiet music playing in the background, both still naked and uncaring, they enjoyed their repast as the sun set.

They talked about many things. She discovered him to be a true Renaissance man. There was no doubt in her mind that she’d chosen the perfect man to execute her desires. Several times she caught his eyes on her rings; she smiled inwardly with pleasure. Time seemed to slip away. Eventually he asked if she’d like to retire. After agreeing it was time, he took her up stairs, showing her to a guest room.

“Can I sleep with you?”

“Of course. I was just offering you privacy out of politeness and some chivalry.”

They both showered and took turns drying each other. Then retired to his king size bed.

“Will you have sex with me?” she whispered

“Of course you delightful woman.

“Fuck me like a whorish slut. Love me like a lady,” was her second whisper.

All her other sounds that night were far from whispers.

The next morning he showed her the dress. Black poly and spandex to hug her body. Thin horizontal stripes, with a few wider vertical stripes to hold everything in place. It showed off her body with just a hint of mystery. No under-things to be worn. She loved it!

Then breakfast and she took off to the swimming pool. He wondered why she had not asked about her collar. It was waterproof so he did not worry further. A light lunch was served and then the salon ladies arrived. They all disappeared into the guest room for hours. When she finally emerged, her streaked hair was done in dual French braids, her finger and toe nails were in a fuck-me red, as were her lips. He brought her the dress and a pair of four inch, red Louboutin, open toe patent heels.

She tried them on and was absolutely ravishing. The dress fit like a glove, ending just below where her thighs met. Her gold rings could just be made out. The heels made her legs even more defined and beautiful.

“Leave it on. There is nothing that will wrinkle and I love you in it.”

“Well... if you insist,” she teasingly said.

They lounged on his leather couch and enjoyed a bit of wine and cheese to tide them to dinner. He asked her about the collar, offering to remove it. She wanted to keep it on so he never mentioned it again. It did not look out of place with her outfit.

Before they knew it, it was time to leave. He changed into his tux, taking the collar control in his pocket. Then escorted her to his Aston Martin DB11. As she sat down and swung in she gave him a wide view of her smooth puss. It already glistened with moisture.

They listened to his compilation of romantic classical music during their drive. Her eyes were closed as she lost herself in the mood he had created. Sooner than she expected they were stopping at the door of a mansion, a valet awaited them to park the car. Luca was quickly there to hold her hand as she emerged from the Aston, enjoying the same view as before, this time detecting a bit more moisture.

They went in, met their hosts, who Luca obviously knew, and were shown to the main room. Many couples had already arrived. The men were all in tuxes and the women in various dresses, ranging from floor length gowns to others similar in reveal to Grace’s.

A waiter immediately offered them champagne and pointed them to the table displaying the cuisine. They picked a bit of this and that, all of it exotic. She had to ask Luca to describe some of it to her. They then made the rounds. Luca introducing her as Sloan - they had decided not to use her real name - to various couples he knew. He had told her that no one knew who the entertainment was in advance except the hosts. It made the suspense greater.

It was clear to both Luca and Grace, from the looks and outright stares they observed, that she was one of the more sensual and seductive women in the room. They sat at an empty table and were quickly joined by three other couples. All the women wore various mini, semi-sheer dresses, but nothing as breathtaking as Grace’s. Her gold rings could be partially seen and her bare, smooth mound was partially visible. All the ladies were clearly excited and enthusiastically complemented each other on their looks. All the men followed suit, mentally drinking in each woman as they would an exquisite cognac. Then they focused mostly on what the night would bring and who would be the entertainment. Grace was having the time of her life. A week ago she never would have been invited to a gathering like this and for sure would not have been considered for the entertainment.

The time passed quickly. Before they knew it, the lights dimmed and their host came to the raised area in the center of the room.

“Again, welcome all to our little gathering. I hope this is an extraordinary evening for everyone. You all know about the various rooms that are available and that the night is your to enjoy to the fullest. Now, what you all have been anticipating, our entertainment. First our gentlemen.”

Two black men, lustrous with a light coat of oil, came into view, wearing only male thongs. The size of their bulge spoke volumes. Grace, knowing she was next, grabbed his hand tightly.

“Use the collar if I hesitate or seem to chicken out.”

He gave here a quick quizzical look.

“Just do it if necessary. I am excited and nervous as hell. Promise me!”

“Okay, you’ll be fine. Just let yourself go and enjoy.”

“Easy for you to say,” she murmured.

“Luca, bring Sloan up here and lets start the debauchery! Give her a hand everyone!

Cheers, whistles and clapping accompanied their walk to the center. Luca raised her arm and twirled her around a couple times, then took her dress after she had slowly wiggled and pulled it over her head.

Luca receded as the two black men approached her and revealed themselves. Two long cocks, one thick, one average, swinging semi-hard as they walked to her.

“Don’t worry baby, we won’t hurt you, but you’ll be fully fucked when the show is over. Now get on your knees and suck Daren, I’m Roy. We start slow and work our way up to the finish, good for us and good for the crowd. You’re the envy of every woman in here tonight.”

She did as instructed, putting on a good long show, eventually taking all of him in to the applause of the crowd. Now on her hands and knees, she sucked in Roy’s thick cock as Daren slapped her ass and eventually started fucking her. This is where her cries of pleasure began. She had no control over her orgasms; the guys reveled in making her scream and shout in her hedonistic, carnal rapture.

The event went on with the guys using her in almost every possible way. By now many in the audience were masturbating, men and women both. Some women were bent over tables getting fucked as both partners watched the show and enjoyed their own pleasure at the same time.

Soon Roy was on his back with her on him, his thick cock stretching her, wringing orgasms from her. Daren was behind, out of her sight, rubbing his cock liberally with lube. He mounted her and pressed into her ass as Roy stayed buried deep in her.

“Oh my GOD!” she screamed. Louder than Luca had ever heard her.

“OH FUCK, FUCK, FUCK! AHHHhhh!” She was wasted, reflexively screaming from the continuing orgasms but mentally in that void she had previously experienced. Finally Roy and Daren shot their loads, exclaiming their feat as their climatic tour de force filled her.

The room went quiet, knowing it was over, amazed at what they had witnessed. Luca hurried to the stage as the guys were getting untangled from their positions and laying her down. They moved away as Luca approached. He gathered her in his arms as he sat on the stage. She was panting for breath but smiled up at him and touched his face. He knew things would be okay.

People gathered around them, all talking at once. Telling her how magnificent she had been, how beautiful she was, how amazing it was. From her partially aware state she just nodded and Luca thanked them for their compliments. Soon they all faded away to do their own thing. Her breathing had normalized and some strength returned.

“Holy shit Luca, you didn’t tell me they were going to do that. Even you guys didn’t do that to me.”

“I thought I’d leave the best ‘til last,” he said with a mischievous smile.

“Fucker! If I had the strength I’d punch you,” she said with a penetrating look. “Just get me out of here.”

“Your wish is my command my dear.” He picked her up and headed for the door. The car was waiting, he had called for it knowing it would be needed. He carefully placed her in the seat, did the seatbelt, and fully reclined it, throwing the dress and shoes in the rear and shutting the door.

She was asleep before they left the house grounds, dripping what cum had not gotten on his tux, onto his leather seat. The odor of earthy, raw sex filled the car. He listened to the same music as before as he wound his way home, more than occasionally he glanced at and pondered the lovely delicate woman sharing his car.

When home, he picked her up and carried her to his bedroom, where he made her comfortable in the bed. She slightly stirred and mumbled a few words as he moved her around, but never really regained consciousness. He kissed her and pulled the covers over her.

The next morning he woke to find her still in a deep sleep. He arose, donned a pair of shorts and headed for the pool, asking cook to bring him a pot of coffee as he past the kitchen. The quiet blue water and rising sun were beautiful. Sipping his coffee, he contemplated Grace and the past week. She was the most interesting, captivating woman that had ever been involved in his unique and unusual program. When he interviewed Grace she thought she was sort of a “plain Jane” type woman and wanted to change that.

He never thought she was but recognized her shyness, so he felt he could do her some good. Some good, he thought. She had experienced a profound transformation. Her personality had become spunky and her sexuality was brought out of hiding into the bright light.

He was brought out of his reverie when Grace sat down next to him.

“Off in dreamland?” she asked, as she reached for coffee. The towel that had been wrapped around her fell clear, exposing her delightful body, her rings glistening in the sun.

“I guess I was. You are looking recovered and amazing this morning.”

“I think I am, recovered that is. I don’t know about the amazing part.”

“Believe me you are.”

“Thank you kind sir. That was an amazing and surreal evening. Not that I want to experience it again anytime soon, but I don’t regret it.”

“So you’re happy and we’re good?”

“Very much so. I certainly derived and possess more experience than I expected.”

“So...”

“So...”

They both sat still, gazing at each other. Each waiting for the other to say or do something.

Finally Grace spoke up. “Well I see my car is over there so I guess I better get dressed and take my leave...”

“Ah... Grace, I am assuming that you do not have to go back to work for at least a month, true?

“Right. I’ve got another seven weeks off.”

“So I was thinking that if you don’t have any pressing plans, you might possibly want to stay here with me for awhile...”

“You think I might want to stay here?” she asked in an appalled tone.

“Well... I was hoping that you might. I don’t mean for any more... Well you know,” he said waving his arm in the direction of the building where she had been kept.

“You mean no more torture?” she said with just the bare hint of a smile scarcely beginning to show.

Watching her carefully, he thought he might have detected the smile. “Now you’re fuckin with me aren’t you,” he said hopefully.

“Yeah,” she said breaking into a big grin. “I’d love to spend some time with you. You have much more talent and potential than I thought. Lets see where this goes.”