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The lift seems to take an age, descending to our destination, and my thoughts
are spinning. What could they do to me? There are rules here... Graham's
treatment showed that... and I read the contract thoroughly... there are
limits...
But does Officer Morton acknowledge them? Or bend them? And how far? Oh...
fuck! I try and remember the limits of what the can do to me, but I'm too
nervous, too scared...
The doors hiss open and I hear her step out, then yank the lead, hauling me
forwards off balance... I hurry to keep up with her, glad I'm comfortable in
heels. I doubt she'd react well if I fell... I feel a slight downward pull,
and without any other warning I'm on stairs! Blindfolded it's horrible! I'm
off balance and I don't know the size, or the depth of them... I stumble down
the five steps breathing heavily, and I swear I can hear a sigh of
disappointment from Officer Morton.
She leads me on, then paused and I hear a password being entered into a key
pad, and the click of a door unlatching. I hear it swing open, and the sound
of her heels stepping onto a tiled floor. She drags me along, about twenty
steps then releases the leash. Before I can do anything, she grabs my
strapped wrists, hauls them above my head and hooks them onto something.
There's an ominous clanking sound and they're pulled even higher, so high my
feet barely touch the ground.
"Excellent..." she hisses moving closer to me, I feel one hand touch my
nipple and pinch it, making me cry into the gag. She hugs me, one arm around
my corseted waist, the other around my shoulders. "I'm going to enjoy
this..."
Something, her knee I presume, strikes me swiftly in the crotch... I howl
into the gag, thrashing, wishing I could curl up into a ball.. do something,
but I can't... oh it hurts! Oh...
She releases my body and I can hear her step away, laughing, walking across
the floor. There's a slow hand clap from behind me, and she stops.
"Well done..." Another female voice, new this time, from the back of the
room. "And where did you get this one from?"
"I.. borrowed it Mistress." Officer Morton seems suddenly less sure of
herself. "It is the one who... caused the loss of one of our..."
"I know, I know.. but still..." The other voice sounds thoughtful, and I hear
another set of high heeled footsteps in the room. "It looks to be a fine
specimen though.. much.. fresher than our current toys."
"It's still 'virgin'" Officer Morton adds eagerly.
"But with one of Divine's plugs inside it.. hmm.. that will be only a
formality. Why does she stretch them first? Why reduce their suffering?" The
voice, the Mistresses voice, sounds genuinely confused, and that sends a cold
chill down my spine.
Then.. a line of fire runs across my ass.. a whip! But she's across the
room.. I think? I squeal into the gag as another, then another strikes...
then one curling around my inner thigh makes me buck and struggle...
"It seems awfully stoic Morton," the Mistress says with a sarcastic tone. "Is
it silenced?"
"Does it matter?" I'd bet she's shrugging when she says that.
"Oh yes..." Mistress confirmed. "And.. hmm... yes use these, and the special
contacts... when you take the bag off?"
Contacts? Electrical Contacts? I flinch involuntarily, as I hear Office
Morton moving about the room, oh shit.. oh shit.. I try and speak into the
gag, but that only causes another line of fire across my ass and the command
"Silence!"
Oh gods.. oh gods.. I'm twitching as I wait. I don't want it to happen, but I
want it to be over.. oh... Officer Morton steps up behind me, and attaches
something to my shoulders. I flinch, but that just earns me a slap. Then she
steps around and loosens the bag, before pulling it off, leaving me in
blinding light.. I can barely focus on her.. or the mirror behind her... and
video cameras? Oh...
She pops open a little case, and takes a shiny disc from it.. a mirrored
contact lens? I try and turn away, but that leads to more pain, so instead I
let her place them in my eyes. As I feared, totally opaque... blind again...
"Perfect," Morton says with a sigh of slightly sexual satisfaction. "See the
perfection of the bruising on its cheek..."
"Stop griping about your lost toy Morton," The Mistress hisses with a slight
hint of irritation. "You'd have got bored with him soon anyway... now... send
in one of the gobblers. I want it sucked as we torment it..."
"Mistress?" Officer Morton sounds a little surprised.
"It's already something of a pain slut.. no harm in encouraging that. Besides
I enjoy playing with their lusts and fears. Now get the gobbler..."
What's a gobbler? What are they doing? Am I a pain slut? Sort of but.. oh.. I
try and struggle again, but after a few seconds of fruitless writhing, the
crop strikes my ass again.
"My god, it's too dumb to quit!" Mistress laughs. "Hmm.. could be interesting
to train?"
"Oh can we?" Office Morton is back, dragging something? She adds eagerly.
"Can we make it suffer? A lot?"
"Perhaps..." Mistress chuckles. "Now get it ready and come over, we need to
work on your whip technique!"
I feel something warm and moist engulf my cock... a mouth I think. I hear
Officer Morton hiss. "Keep it excited but do not let it cum. If it cums you
will be in so much pain!"
There's a scared moan and my cocks prison moves.. yes a mouth.. gobbling my
cock.. oh.. this is disgusting! But.. I'm hard in seconds... oh.. I'm such a
slut! Tears start to fill my eyes from my own perversion, even before the
first blow strikes...
They strike expertly, hitting my ass again and again, after a point I think..
there's three of them.. and the blows get quicker and quicker, my attempts to
evade are pathetic, but I don't know where or when they will strike,
occasionally one curls up around my shaved armpit which hurts nearly as much
as those that touch my ball sack... but...
The poor gobbler didn't stand a chance... after less time than my pride would
like I squeal into the gag and cum hard, filling it's sucking mouth, feeling
cum escape it's lips and Officer Morton's howl of frustration. I get a brief
respite as she comes and drags it off my cock, which feels cold and exposed..
I feel the cum and saliva still dripping from it... oh gods, I really came
from all this? I hear some wordless howls and a steel door slamming and
clicking, and Officer Morton return dragging something, someone, else... oh
gods how many do they have here? She gives it the same stern warning and
stalks off.. and then continue again...
I don't know how long they keep going, I'm exhausted and I presume they must
be tiring, I cum twice more, the second without even a gobbler on my penis...
I'm hanging from my aching arms, having lost the fight to keep my balance a
long time before...
"Cut it down," Mistress orders finally. "Get it strapped up, and tell who
ever owns it to come and collect it," I hear a sound I presume is her
recoiling her whip.
"It's not owned yet Mistress," Officer Morton says. "Divine and Thorne both
seem interested though, as do a couple of the supervisors, but currently it's
free..."
"Really..." The Mistress sounds chillingly interested. "My my... I don't have
one quite like this."
I hear her stepping closer, and feel a finger tracing the welts on my ass.
"Such creamy skin... and those freckles... they would make interesting
targets... and that hair..." She grabs some pulling my head back. "What a
colour..." I hear her turn slightly. "Circe, look into getting this one for
me."
The previously quiet member replies softly. "Of course my love, I shall
investigate making it your property... you will share won't you?"
"Oh yes.. oh yes... why I even think we might let what's left of Graham have
a ride on it" Mistress chuckles. "Given what he's lost trying to it only
seems fair..."
They all laugh and I cringe, this is a bad dream.. it must be... but it hurts
too much... Mistress releases my hair and steps away. "Prepare it for pick up
Morton, then take your wrath out on the gobblers. I thought you had them well
trained..."
"Yes Mistress..." Officer Morton replies with a strong hint of bitterness...
I can sense a silent exchange.
Officer Morton must have backed down, because I can smell her scent as she
comes back to me and straps first my knees then my ankles together... the
tension in my arms is released and I slump to my knees, feeling my wrists
released, then almost immediately strapped behind me, and another on my
elbows.. shit that hurts! They must be almost touching! I can hear a chuckle
as she hears my pained breath.
"Oh you will suffer once you belong to Mistress Raven, oh how you will suffer
you perverted cum slave!" She gloats pulling my wrists down, and linking
their strap with my ankle strap, forcing me to kneel. "What a perfect
ornament... Mistress might keep you like this for ever."
I flinch to another chuckle, then feel her lift me up bodily, and with little
effort place me on a wooden board? A trolley? It seems likely as she wheels
me out of the room, after entering the key code, and leads me along different
corridors, they must be different, there's no steps, and I hear a lift. The
doors open and she lifts me off the trolley and into the lift.
"Just a final memento..." she hisses and slaps my bruised cheek. "I do hope
someone finds you..."
And the doors slide shut and the lift, with me in it alone rises...
somewhere...
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It rises for a floor then pings, and the doors open. I'm hoping Miss
Caroline, or someone is waiting for me.. but the doors shut without a further
sound, and the lift stays still.
Calming down, I start to feel really scared. Just what are Raven and her
friends capable of? How badly do they want me? The sweat from my body is
stinging on the whip marks, my jaw aches badly, I'm drooling... as well as my
bruised face and side from before. I'm also hungry, thirsty, and aware that
if I'm here too long I'll be kneeling in a puddle...
I want to stand, or lean or do something. My legs are going numb, and being
stuck here alone so helpless just makes my mind take frightening paths. Like
what exactly is a gobbler? And how do you end up as one, or more importantly
avoid ending up as one? Or the plaything of people who see you only as an
object.. oh shit.. I try and move to the side, but there's nothing there..
and I don't want to slump to the floor...
There's a ding.. someone's called the elevator... I feel myself rise again...
oh please let it be someone who will help me!
I start as I hear male voices, discussing something.. shit.. shit ... shit..
the door opens and I hear a gasp.
"Hey boss, we've got another one..." I glimpse a hint of light on my face...
a flashlight?
"Aw.. gee boss.. she's all helpless," Another voice, slightly whiny. "And all
pretty."
"It's a man you idiot." The first voice again. "They're all men here.."
"I wouldn't mind, she's so cute.. and who'd care about a cock with tits like
that.," I can hear a third man approaching. "Can I face fuck her boss? C'mon,
who's to know?"
"No!" 'Boss' says quite firmly.
"Aww.. please.. we can tidy her up afterwards.. no one will know.. you can go
too?"
"Shut up!" the boss says ending the matter. "She can hear you you know, not
like the last one..."
What? This happens a lot? I start to struggle...
"Sssh.. sssh.. we won't hurt you," Boss says in a soothing voice. "We're just
part of the security shift tonight. We've found..." He pauses. "Raven's left
overs before..."
"Oh yes," Whiny starts. "Remember that one last month, they'd removed her.."
"Silence! She can hear you! She looks terrified enough without your horror
stories..."
"It's not a horror story you know it... Shutting up now."
"Good.. now, girl or boi? Do you prefer girl?" I nod trembling. "It's okay,
now I'm going to come up to you and take out the gag alright?"
I nod again, and hear him walk up to me, hear and smell him kneeling on one
knee before me. Instinctively, I turn my head to give him better access to
the buckle.
"Gods it's creepy how she does that, knowing what you're doing without being
able to see..."
"That's because he's not dumb, unlike you. Or she if you prefer," The first
voice again. "I'm gonna keep look out, bad stuff might happen if we get
caught interfering with her business."
"Not as long as we follow the rules," Their boss says, fiddling with my
gag."But.. it doesn't hurt to be careful."
He pops it out from my teeth and I groan as my jaw gets to move again. "T..
thank you Sir," I croak.
"Oh Sir is it?" Whiny giggles. "You'll be Master next."
"Go keep watch," Sir orders, then I can feel him turn back to me. "Now.. I'll
unfasten your hands from your ankles okay?"
"Yes, thank you.. sir.," I whimper slightly, still scared and helpless.
He unclips them and my body stretches.. oh it hurts as my compressed limbs
extend. I can feel tears running down my face.
"What shall I unfasten next?" He pauses. "Now.. my friend was right, I don't
want to risk you seeing us okay? You might be a trap, and, well.. I hear bad
things about raven. That okay?"
"Yes.. please.. my elbows... they hurt so bad. Y.. you can keep my wrists
cuffed if you want."
"Sure.," He unbuckles them and I scream in pain, he hugs me, stroking my hair
and asks softly. "what's your name?"
"Angel.," I reply
"Now.. hmm.. that ass looks sore.. and I'll free your legs now..." He lets me
go and unfastens my legs, then rubs them to allow me some feeling back.
"Thank you, thank you..." I gush, pathetically grateful. "You're so kind..."
"Naw I'm not," he says with a grin. "I get a kick out of helping damsels in
distress, even those with little peckers... or big peckers in your case.."
I giggle. "Thank you Sir..."
"For the comment?" There's amusement in his voice,
"For the humour," I reply. "Please help me up... and could you take me to my
room?"
"Of course, the others will keep the way clear," He eases to my feet.. shit
I'm really unsteady.
"Also.. where am I?" I ask
"The rear service lift. Raven's dumping ground I think." He pauses. "The
other girl? They'd filled her ears with wax, couldn't hear a thing..."
"Oh.. right..." I feel a little relieved, but not completely, I bet there's
stuff he's not saying. "Room.. thirteen..."
"It figures," he chuckles. "Boy's we're back on patrol, now.. pass me that
water bottle..."
"But Sir.," The first voice sounds reluctant but eventually a bottle is
pressed to my lips, I gulp then spit...
"That's not water..." I gasp.
"Oh.. you've been drinking again?" Sir sighs. "You promised.. it's what got
you kicked off the force. C'mon guys..." I can hear the liquor being poured
onto the ground, and smell it. "Make sure there's no one about whilst I help
our little Angel get to her room...
"Thank you..." I say again, letting him guide me away...
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The corridors are long, especially when you are bound and helpless, but I
feel safe for now. This place is messing with my head... and I chose to come
here. Why did I do that? Feeling his strong arm guide me reminds me... now,
if what happened earlier hadn't scared me so much.. I.. well... oh...
I blush.. I am... why does my body behave like this? I've cum... what.. five
times already.. and now.. I'm stiffening again. "Please.. sir.. how close are
we?"
"Not long Angel," he says giving my shoulders a reassuring hug. "And then...
do you want me to just leave, or come in and make sure you are settled?"
"Come in, please," I ask a little breathily. "If you could... check my..." I
giggle. "Check my ass is okay?"
"Sure thing," he replies. "And maybe help you out of those shoes? Your ankles
must be killing..."
"Err..." I blush. "Actually... that's not so bad.. I wear them so often
that... I'm not really used to not having them any more."
"Really? Your choice I suppose..." He says with a shrug. "Well you're here
now..." He does something and the door opens and he gently helps me in.
It smells right.. even though I've not been here, for two extra days.. and I
know where everything is, even blindfolded. "Please.. I.. I need to go pee..
can.. you help? Or unfasten my arms... I won't take out the lenses I
promise."
Secretly I want him to help.. want him to hold my cock... but instead I feel
him unfasten my wrists with a dry chuckle. "Go.. I trust you girl..."
"Thank you sir," I feel my way to the bathroom, and do my business, washing
my cock and hands afterwards, wishing I could redo my make up.. still blind I
walk back into the room. "Thank you for everything Sir..."
"That's quite alright Angel. Now should I take a look at the welts on your
ass?"
"Well.. I... err..." I flush, then blurt out. "Please can I suck your cock?
God's I know that makes me sound like a total slut.. and I probably am, but..
well they're going to make me do it sometime, and I.. I'd rather my first was
someone nice.. and..."
"Sorry girl," he says softly. "But you're just not my type. Now.. let me help
you lie face down on the bed.."
I feel his hands on me and I accept his guidance, feeling odd. "Y.. you don't
find me attractive?"
He gives a proper laugh. "Don't be offended Angel, like I said you're not my
type."
B.. but everyone I've met here has been interested in me, everyone... he
can't not want me... he can't!
"Please their must be something about me you find attractive?" I plead.
He laughs some more. "Maybe a feature or two, but I'm not interested, I'm
here for the pay, not the fringe benefits... and unlike your.. last conquest,
I didn't take the special contract.."
"Special contract?" I ask, face down now, wincing as he smears something on
my ass...
"Sure all the guards get it offered, 20% more pay, and the right to try out
some of the.. err.. sissies, but... if you get into trouble..." He shudders.
"Lets just say I don't envy Graham's future... but.. at this should give you
peace of mind, he was a bastard. He raped at least three other sissies before
you caught him..."
"How did," I manage before he shushes me..
"I keep my eyes open.. and my mouth shut, something you should do more of.
But.. I should be going.. should I take that plug out of your ass?"
"Oh.. yes please..." Shit! How could I have got so used to Divines monster? I
groan as its pulled out, with a slippery pop... and I feel so empty...
"Wow.. that must have hurt," he says and I wish I could see it, and wishing
he couldn't see my ass so well gaping open...
"No... I.. it did at first but... Oh.. I got used to it..." I moan. "Mistress
Divine is training my ass I think... t.. to take men..."
"Really?" Sir says and I can hear him place the plug gently down. "I.. it
looks ready to me..."
"C.. care to try it?" I offer wiggling it slightly
"Don't you ever stop being horny girl?" he says with a chuckle. "And no.. I'm
still not interested." He laughs again. "And that hole is far too small for
me..."
I moan. "Tease... please... before you go Sir, please cuff my wrists again?"
"Again? Why?"
"'Cause I can't sleep unless I'm in bondage Sir.. and besides if you won't
fuck me it's the least you can do."
I hold my hands out in front of me, wrists together and I feel him strap them
up tight. "I would have thought that corset was bondage enough?"
"I have to wear it Sir, cracked ribs," I reply flushing. "And I guess I'm
blind till morning..."
"No.. not unless you want to be?" I shake my head and he helps me upright and
backs me to the door. I feel it open behind us and him moving, behind me.
From behind he pops out one contact, then the other, leaving me to blink in a
darkened room.
"Sleep well Angel and be careful..." He kisses my hair, steps back into the
corridor, and shuts the door, leaving me behind in my room...
Still horny, still scared from before, it takes me a while to fall asleep..
and I'm not looking forwards to tomorrow.. even if it's less out of control
than today.. maid training will not be fun.
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