Constance Wendolyn CompanyChapter 55
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Out of the void, my mind struggled to understand something. Anything.
There was something wrong, but my feeble brain just could not understand whatit was
I tried to make my brain function and tell me what it was, but to no avail.I was still aware of this problem, but could not understand what it was.
Gradually I began to comprehend. It was pain. But where? After a while I understoodit was pain in my breasts. Still later, I understood it was severe pain inmy breasts as my mind gradually began to work again.
The pain seemed to steadily get worse, but probably as my mind started functioningbetter, I became more aware of the problem. It was a heavy ache in my breasts,but also a sharp pain in my nipples, and an ache in my pussy and ass.
I tried to open my eyes to look, but I could only see blackness. GraduallyI became aware that I was blindfolded, and that there was something in my mouthpreventing me from shouting out.
Where was I, and what was I doing there? How had I got into this situation?My brain still could not function properly and remember what had happened orwhere I had been. Meanwhile the pain in my breasts got steadily worse as Iregained more consciousness.
Now I understood that I was almost on tiptoe, and that I was almost hangingfrom my breasts. I tried to close my legs, but they would not close. I triedto move my arms, but they seemed fixed above my head in a spreadeagled way.I was somehow fixed to some large form of ?X?, standing on my tiptoes and almosthanging from my breasts. Something inside my ass was also supporting me.
Once again I tried to remember what had happened. How had I got like this?I still could not remember. It was as if I had been drugged. Even my mouthfelt extremely dry in spite of whatever it was crammed into it, which I couldnot spit out.
Eventually it started to come back to me. Our small wooden house in the countrythat had been struck by lightening just after I had left it, with all the familyinside, and then the horrifying realisation that the house was a fireball asthe oil storage tank exploded.
It all came back to me then. The fire crews, the police and the coroner. Thefunerals and then the reading of the wills and realisation that I was suddenlyalone in the world, almost penniless.
As I had planned to move away a few weeks earlier, I decided I needed to dothis right away and try and make a clean break. A fresh start somewhere faraway.
Then I recalled getting on the bus, the trip to the city and finding a smalllodging house where I booked in for just three nights as I couldn't affordto stay any longer. I had gone out that first evening to a small bar just downone of the side streets, and there I had ordered a beer.
Just after leaving the rest room a little later, I had begun to feel funny.The room started swaying, and my eyes had difficulty in focussing. Then mylegs felt like jelly. That was the last thing that I remembered
I had ordered the beer in the bottle, and even taken it with me when I wentto the rest room. I had kept it with me all the time except for the few secondswhen I dried my hands. There had been three other girls in the rest room atthat time, so had one of them slipped something into the bottle?
Anyhow I was now all alone. Didn't know what time it was or even what day.
Let's move back a little and describe myself.
Long blonde hair, tanned skin, 5'7? tall and about 125 lbs. I had even receivedan offer in the past to do some modelling work, and that was the reason thatI had gone to the city to find some work. Anything initially, but with thismodelling in mind, I had come here (was I still there, or somewhere else?).I couldn't remember the name of the modelling agency, and all their correspondencehad been lost in the fire, but I felt that being in the city, I stood a betterchance of getting in contact with them again.
Suddenly I heard a noise. It brought my mind back to reality and the painin my breasts very quickly.
It sounded like a door shutting. And then I heard footsteps approaching.
Suddenly a sharp slap on my ass, and a man's voice said ?so you have decidedto grace me with your consciousness at last have you?.
I tried to say something but all I managed through the gag was a sort of ?Urrgh? sound.
He then explained to me that he was my master and that I was his slave. Ithought that slavery had been abolished, and anyway it was only coloured peoplewho were slaves, but I couldn't make any sensible sound with that gag stillin my mouth.
Suddenly whatever it was up my ass started vibrating. Ooh! Wow! I had neverknown such a sensation before, and within a few seconds I was beginning toget turned on, in spite of the pain, darkness and humiliation. Whatever wasit? Wow that is great, but I mustn't let him know that.
Still the pain, but I now had something else on my mind, so I was becomingless concerned about the pain in my breasts.
Next he told me I would have to wait. At least that's what it sounded like.But suddenly I felt the sting in my pussy lips increase, first the left sideand then the right side. What was it? What was happening? I was getting moreand more turned on by this vibration in my ass in spite of the pain in my breasts.
Next, the sting in my pussy lips suddenly changed into a tingling and pulsatingtingle. Wow that was turning me on also. What was happening?
Then I felt another slap or something on my ass, which made me want to tryand jerk away, but whatever it was, that heavenly thing in my ass, stoppedme jerking away. Ooh! Wow! I felt like I was about to cum in spite of the painand humiliation. But how dare I, there tied up and naked in front of this stranger?Were there other people also in the room? I didn't hear any more, but as Iwas blindfolded, there could have been more for all I knew.
And another slap or something. Than I heard a whistling sound followed byanother crack and slap on my ass. I began to realise that it was not slapping,but a whip. Wow was I getting turned on by all this.
Still he didn't say anything, but just kept on with the whip. After about10 strokes, he stopped, and I suddenly began to feel disappointed. That whippinghad really turned me on and made me horny. Please fuck me now I thought, justto finish me off, but with the gag in my mouth, all I could manage was another ?Urrrgh?.
Now I heard the whip again, and suddenly felt where it had been aimed. Myvery painful right breast. The pain exploded through me, and almost made mecum there and then. This was followed a few seconds later with another whiplash,but this time to my left breast. Wow! I can't keep myself from cumming I thought.And the right breast, and then the left breast, and again and again. Ooh!
Then he stopped. Don't stop I tried to say, but again Uurgh.
Then I smelled candle wax. Hot burning candles. And suddenly I realised thathe was letting molten candle wax fall onto my tortured breasts. The feelingwas absolutely indescribable, and suddenly I could hold back no longer. I climaxed.The first time ever without having sex. And what an orgasm. I shook and shook,and he kept pouring hot wax onto my breasts and a came again, and again.
Eventually he stopped and I would have collapsed onto the floor had it notbeen for whatever it was holding me by my breasts and that wonderful vibratingthing in my ass.
After a couple of minutes, he came up to me and gently removed my blindfold.It took some time for my eyes to focus after that orgasm and darkness, butwhen I could focus again, I did. There in the large mirror in front of me Itook stock of myself.
I was hanging from ropes tied tightly around my breasts. My breasts were bluefrom lack of circulation, yet they still felt wonderful and sore. Through mynipples, there were two rings, each with a small weight hanging from them,and hot red candle wax now solidifying over my breasts.
Looking in the mirror, I saw that I was loosely tied to a large X shaped woodenstructure, with my legs held apart at the ankles. Then I saw my pussy. Therewas a ring through the lips on each side, with weights hanging on these. Andalso some electrical wires connected to the rings, and they were still givingme a wonderful tingling sensation. That thing was also still vibrating awayin my ass Wow I was almost ready to cum again.
How could I feel so great, so turned on by all this pain and humiliation?
Then I looked to try and see him. He was behind me. Wearing a mask.
Not a bad body. A good tan, lean, about 6 feet tall and 160 to 170 lbs. Shortdark hair. No tattoos, no body jewelry. A good looker. The sort I might havefantasized about before all this.
Seeing him there dressed like he was in tight leather pants and nothing elsereally turned me on, so much so that I wished he would come back and give meanother dose of what I had just had from him.
Wait a minute girl!
You have just been drugged, kidnapped, tortured and raped by this thing upyour ass, and you want more? Are you sane? Yes I am! And I want more. Oh please,please more please!
Then he came up to me and said ?Number seventeen, do you want more??
I didn't know who he was talking to, but as he was looking at me, I assumedit was me. I tried to say No, but it came out as Uurgh again. But really Iwanted to say ?YES PLEASE?.
He switched everything off and the sensations started to subside a little,but still I wanted more.
How could I get more of this?
Wait a minute! I had never dreamed of anything like any one of those disgustingthings that had been done to me, but here I was almost begging for more.
He removed the ball from in my mouth, and held a single finger up to his lipsas a ?Sshsh? sign, which I immediately obeyed.
Then he lifted me up off that thing stuck up my ass. Oh how I had gotten usedto that thing in such a short wonderful time. After that he lowered the ropedown that was supporting me by my breasts.
Ouch! How that hurt as the blood started circulating again. And I just collapsedon the floor.
After that, he removed the weights from the rings through my pussy lips andnipples. Now I was almost back to normal except for those rings in strategicplaces, and that wonderful feeling that I had just experienced.
?Number Seventeen? he said. ?That is your name, and mine is Master?.
?No it's not?? I tried to say, but he slapped me hard across my cheek, andsaid
?Your name is Number Seventeen. And you only speak when I permit you to?
?Yes Master? I replied, at which he slapped me once again and repeated ?Youonly speak when I permit you to. Do you understand? You may answer Number Seventeen?.
I answered ?Yes Master?.
?Good. Now you understand your position, go into that room there and get dressed? hesaid, indicating a room in the corner of the hall that we were in.
I crossed the room rather shakily, still not recovered from that wonderfulorgasm and still not really understanding what had happened to me.
When I got into the room, I saw a chair, a wardrobe and a bed. There was asmall en-suite bathroom off from the room. Inside the wardrobe I found someclothes. Not my own, but some that seemed to be about the right size for me.
There was a black peephole brassiere, Seamed Stockings and suspenders, plussome black shoes with heels of about 5 inches.
There was also a black thong with an opening around the crutch.
I put all of these things on and very carefully sat on the bed wondering whatwould come next.
I sat for maybe an hour just wondering what had happened, how I had gottenhere, what would happen next, and how to get out of there, when I suddenlythought ?Do I want to get out of here??
?Yes I do, because it was not my idea?. BUT ?No I don't, not if I am goingto get more sessions like that last one?.
I was still tossing things over in my mind when I thought about those littlerings now through my nipples and pussy lips.
I gently started moving the rings, and started to enjoy the sensation. Wow,I was starting to feel horny again.
I wonder what is next I thought. Could I just enjoy myself a bit more by playingwith these rings? So I started to enjoy myself, but within a few seconds, Masterwalked into the room and slapped me across my face.
?I am the only one that is permitted to make you cum! Don't you understandthat?? he asked. ?You may answer? he added.
I replied ?Yes?.
He slapped me again and said ?Yes What??. ?You may answer?
I replied ?Yes Master?.
?That's better?.
?Now tonight, we have a special treat. You will get to meet a special guestand also Numbers Seven, Thirteen and Fourteen?.
?You will be prepared in one hour, wearing this dress?. He indicated a dressthat was hanging on a hanger on the back of the door, which I had not noticed.
The dress was a floor length red silk dress with a slit from the hem to abovethe waist. The front plunged down almost to my navel.
?You will see that you cannot wear anything under that without showing it,so you should not wear anything except those rings until you are requestedto? he added.
?Oh, and you will also wear this? he said handing me a butt plug. There wasa small antenna sticking out from the butt plug. ?That is a radio controlledunit in case you are wondering? he added.
One hour to kill. As Horny as ever, but I dare not touch myself. How had heseen what I was doing before? Was there a TV camera in the room or something?Was there a microphone and he had heard me?
I decided to take a shower and freshened myself up, after which I dressedas he has requested. What was I doing? I was a free person. I should not besubjected to such degrading acts!
But then I thought back to the immense orgasms that I had so recently hadand thought ?What the hell? I like it here.
So I got dressed as he has commanded, taking care to insert the butt plugfirst, to get the maximum benefit from it.
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