Enslavement
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You wake unable to open your eyes. You are not sure why. Perhaps they are taped shut, though you don't feel any kind of pressure. You finally realize that your eyes are open. You just can't see.
You are tied in a position that has you on your hands and knees. Your elbows are tied to their respective knees, and there is some kind of rod tied between your ankles, making it impossible to put your legs together. Your wrists are bound together and secured to the floor with some kind of bracket. You struggle against your restraints to no avail.
The ropes are not rough. They feel like they are made of silk or nylon. There is no feeling of cut off circulation. But even though there is no discomfort, you can't break free.
Your struggles make your breasts, that are dangling beneath you, sway. The tips of your erect nipples brush against the padded surface. Why are they erect? Does being tied up turn you on? You don't know. You've never been tied up before.
"Hello?" you call out. "Is anyone there?"
You are answered by a pair of soft hands grabbing your breasts. The grasp is firm, but not hard enough to cause bruising. They reach down and pinch your nipples, but let go before you can react.
"Hey! Who's there?" you cry.
There is no reply, this time. The rough treatment has made your nipples even harder. They now scrape the floor whenever you move even a little. Your vagina is starting to get moist.
Without warning a soft hand with long nails is on your pussy. It is putting some kind of salve between your labia. You realize that your pussy has been shaved. You gasp at the sensation of a hand touching your newly bare skin. The salve must be some type of massage cream, because it warms as she rubs it between your lips. Your labia swells and you become truly wet. Your clit also swells to the warmth being rubbed into it, and starts to ache.
"Stop that!" you pant. "Oh God, please." You don't know if you truly mean that. The sensations feel so good, but you also hate that this is all being done to you against your will. Whoever is doing this knows what she's doing.
Your panting increases, as you feel an orgasm rising inside you. You can tell when it hits, it's going to be a doozy! Just before you reach the point of climax, the hand pulls away.
"Don't stop!" You call out. Trying a different tact, you add, "Please."
A finger, possibly the same hand, is touching the lips on your face. It traces something sticky onto them. You involuntarily lick your lips. You taste something salty and slightly sweet. You realized that you are tasting your own juices. This disgusts you.
The finger comes back, but this time you clamp your mouth shut.
Two metal hooks are forced into each side of your mouth, then forced apart, so your mouth is stretched as wide as possible. Two fingers are then wiped clean of your juices on your lips and tongue. Once all your fluids are back in you, the hooks are removed.
The lesson you were just given was clean. If you do not cooperate, you will be forced.
"Why are you doing this to me?" You cry out. The only reply is silence.
Without warning you feel two hands on your hips. Are they the same woman? They are soft and have long nails, like before. One hand goes between your labia, to make sure you are still wet.
Without warning, a large hard cock is shoved inside you. It is much bigger and thicker than any you have ever had inside you before. You cry out and moan at the shock and pain of the intrusion.
You quickly realize that this is not a normal cock. It was too hard and cooler than body temperature. It was a dildo. You feel the weight of a body pushing this phallus into you. A couple times you feel the brush of a woman's breasts on your back, as she leans on top of you. This leads you to the conclusion that you are being fucked by a woman with a strap-on dildo.
She pounds your poor pussy relentlessly. Each stroke drives her dick deeper into you, until it won't go any deeper. You never dreamed that your vagina could be stretched to this extent.
After just a few thrusts, you feel that orgasm rise up in you again. This time, there is no teasing. That climax causes your whole body to shake. You cry out your ecstasy to whoever is out there.
But that doesn't stop the assault on your body. Your captor keeps pounding her fake penis into your body. Another orgasm hits, and then another. You soon find you are coming non-stop. You can't tell where one stops and the next begins. You can't speak. All you can do is make bestial moans and cries.
From deep inside you, you feel a massive orgasm welling up. The strength and intensity frightens you, but you can't prevent it from coming. It rises up like a tsunami and them crashes down on you. You cry out loudly, then lose consciousness.
You don't know how long you were out, but you don't think it was long. You are still bound up like before.
You raise your head and feel something hard pushing against your mouth. From its feel, you figure it's the dildo that just fucked you. Evidently, they want you to clean it off, like you did the fingers.
Remembering your previous experience, you don't resist. You open your mouth and take as much of the plastic in your mouth as possible.
It turned out that that wasn't much. The massive cock was bigger than your mouth.
Rather than punishing you, or forcing you to take more, your captor presents you with the side of the artificial cock. Using your tongue and limited mobility, you lick it clean, bit by bit.
When you are done with your task, someone puts a metal collar around your neck then starts untying the knots that confine you.
As soon as you are free, a leash that is attached to your collar pulls you to your feet and drags you out of the room. You stagger to keep up.
As you leave the room, you hear a female voice say, "And cut! That was great."
You are led to a bed. It feels like an institutional style twin bed, but you really don't care. You are so exhausted. You are sound asleep in less than a minute.
When you wake, you are flat on your back and can't move. The leash, attached to your collar, has been pushed through a hole in the mattress and anchored in some manner under you. The metal collar is secured with a small padlock. There is no way to get it off. You can move your arms and legs, but you can't lift your head even an inch.
A strange female voice suddenly speaks. "You're a new girl, right?"
You confirm that to her.
"I'm Carla, and I'm just like you: blind, naked, and unable to move."
You ask her how she knew you were new.
"The only time we sleep in the same room is when someone new comes in and needs to be brought up to speed.
"You've already been screwed senseless, right."
You confirm the fact.
"Well you will be doing a lot of that. Our job is to service various women. Whether it is eating them out or being their fuck-toy, it doesn't matter. You will do it all or be punished."
You ask if men are ever customers.
"Never; I don't know how long I have been here, but I have not seen a single man. Sometimes I wonder if they still exist."
You tell Carla the date you were snatched.
"Then I have been here almost seven months.
"The most frustrating thing is none of our captors will ever speak to us. They will sometimes talk to each other, but never in reply to something I've said. If they want you to go somewhere or do something, they will pull you there, or push your head in the general direction. Soon you will learn their meanings. If they push your head down, that means they want you to eat some woman out."
The thought of being punished fills you with dread. What kind of punishments, you ask.
"Nothing too harsh," she assures you; "a slap on the cheek or ass, maybe a hard pinch on your nipple or pussy lip. One girl bit a client, hard enough to draw blood. They tased her. The shock was strong enough that she didn't stop twitching for a long time.
"Other girls, who mouthed off, had their vocal cords removed, so they never spoke again."
Your next question is about your current blindness.
"I have no idea if our sightless condition is permanent or not," said Carla. "Our eyeballs are intact. They could have cut our optic nerve, or our condition could be reversed in a few seconds."
At that moment, you hear a door open. Two people enter. One of them goes under your bed, loosens the leash, and pulls you upright. You hear the same sounds coming from the direction of Carla's voice.
"It looks like they want us together," said your fellow captive.
They drag you both down a hall to another room. This one has a padded floor covering it, like the one you were ravaged in. They set you both down so you are kneeling and facing each other. They unfasten the leash, but attach your collars together with what seems to be six foot chain.
"They usually don't have two of us together. I guess they want me to teach you what I know."
You ask her if it is okay to talk.
"Oh sure; you can talk all you want. Our controllers will sometimes even respond to your requests. Just don't expect them to say anything.
"Now, lean back and spread your legs. I'll teach you how to eat pussy."
Carla turned out to be only an inch shorter than you. Her breasts were slightly smaller than yours, with puffy nipples.
Taking you through detailed step-by-step instruction, your new friend teaches you the finer points of cunnilingus. Even with her constantly interrupting her demonstration with speech, your instructor gets you hot and bothered in no time. Your whole body shakes, as a mind-blowing orgasm sweeps through you.
Carla moves away from you. She speaks with a smile in her voice. "That wasn't too hard now, was it? Now, it's your turn. Do to me what I just did to you."
You blindly crawl forward and find her legs. That leads you easily to where they meet. Using your tongue as a feeler, you find her slit, and the clit above it. Tentatively, you try to imitate Carla's technique on her.
She lets out a purr of appreciation. "Oh yes, that's right. Now swirl your tongue around it. Yes. And give it a little flick. Oooh, very nice. Now stick your tongue inside me and fuck me with it. Uh huh, that's it. Now back to my clit. Oh yes! You've got it. Oh God, I'm going to come!"
Her hips buck, throwing you off of her.
"That was very nice. You did very well for a first-timer. I know I didn't do as well my first time."
Carla's praise strangely pleases you. Being a good cunt-licker was one skill you never thought you would want.
She next moves on to teaching you tribadism. In short order you and Carla's legs are scissored between each other. Your clits are rubbing together sending waves of ecstasy through both of your bodies. Soon multiple orgasms are sweeping through you both.
Your trainer pulls you away. "Enough! We aren't to wear ourselves out. I still have more to show you."
Somebody hands her strap-on harness. "I know a strap-on was used on you, now you need to learn how to use one yourself."
Carla shows you how to put it on, and how to tighten the straps, all by feel. As you place it around your waist, you are surprised to feel a small dildo slide into you.
"This one has a dildo inside, as well as out. Some of them don't. If your client wants to go a long time, odds are you won't have a cock inside."
With practiced skill, Carla shows you how to line the head of the dildo so it will slide smoothly into the other girl, from both missionary and doggie positions.
At first, the thrusting motion feels awkward and unnatural. But after a few minutes you get the hang of it. In short order, both of you are coming your brains out.
You finally collapse on top of your lover. The dildo comes out with a loud "pop", as you undo the harness.
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Straight Sex(An Incestuous Harem Story) Chapter Four: Daughter's Incestuous Miracle By mypenname3000 Copyright 2019 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! Avalon Young – September 2037 I trembled as Mommy rubbed the wand vibrator up and down my pussy. I loved the birthday gift she bought me, the buzzing end of the massager humming against my entire pussy at once, sending wicked sensations through me. It made listening to my parents talk about their first dinner date even more naughty. I was...
Bedtime on My 18th Birthdaybybigwomenrule©Growing up in a small village of close families, he behavior of myself and my mother never seemed unusual.I knew we were closer than most as it was just her and I, and we did everything together, more than I did with my own friends.I can unashamedly say that my mother was my best friend.I had my own bedroom, but that was mostly for show, as I spent nearly every night in her bed with her, snuggling and sleeping together.My eighteenth birthday fell on a...
n.b. This story is an extract from my three volume saga "Slaves of the Amethyst". I post the story as it makes a fitting accompaniment to my gallery of bedtime spankings. If anybody becomes interested in the larger narrative behind this little extract and would like to read more of "Slaves of the Amethyst" then please be sure to let me know.Michaela Thursday morning dawned grey and overcast and there had been rain overnight. From the windows of Waterstone House the view was unappealing. The...
“I’m Kylie, and I’m a sex addict.” I tried not to cry. It would have made things exponentially more embarrassing than just standing in front of the room telling a group of strangers that I was basically a sexual deviant. I bit down on my lower lip instead, producing just enough sharp discomfort to keep the girly tears back. I couldn’t believe I had really committed to this. Of course, I guess one could argue that I wasn’t very good with commitments, as it was. Ever since the depraved incident...
Group Sex“You’re such a whore, Shelby! But that’s still fucking hot…” Chelsie said as I briefly mentioned one particular aspect of my vacation to the Cayman Islands. “How were they? Big? Muscular? Come on, Shelby, details!” “Geez, let’s not be too demanding here. It was just sex on the beach with three incredibly hot guys! After all, I was on vacation…” I just stared at Chelsie, hoping she wouldn’t judge me for spilling the contents of my wild and dirty vacation. “Oh, please do tell! And you couldn’t...
Group SexChelsea was late, the victim of a failed alarm clock and cab shortage. She silently cursed her tight skirt and heels as she flew through the lobby, skidding across the polished marble floor just in time to catch the elevator. Breathless, she jumped in, glanced at her watch, and exhaled in relief. The button to the fifth floor was already glowing, pressed by the elevator’s only other occupant. When she turned to say good morning, the words stuck in her throat. It was Liam, the gorgeous new...
Group SexFor the first few weeks working at Joelle’s, my feet never really touched the floor. This was everything I had dreamed of, and more. In case you don’t know about her - though I’d be curious if you didn’t - Joelle’s the woman who turned makeup into a true art. Where others only “applied” lipstick, rouge and eye shadow, she painted with an artist’s skill and turned the plainest women into goddesses, into true artwork. Nobody knew her surname, and nobody needed to. All the big stars flocked to her...
SpankingAidan Black stared at the online text that flashed up onto the screen. ‘I luv ur stories!’ He yawned, and took another sip of his Jack Daniels. He quickly typed a reply and then leaned back in his chair. ‘What do you like about them?’ He smiled at the long pause. All these fans are the same, he thought to himself. Innocent young girls that dream of being treated like dirty sluts and too afraid to tell their college boyfriends that doggy-style after a long alcohol-fused pub crawl just wasn’t...
ReluctanceIt had been five years since my wife died. I was stuck in a rut. It was as if my life had stalled the day Gina passed away. I was as emotionally healed as I would ever be, yet I lacked the will to go out and start anew. I worked, I came home. I slept, and then I headed back to work again the very next day. My life became a cycle. Rinse and repeat, ad infinitum.Maybe that’s why I allowed Christie to get so close to me. I told myself I just needed the help, but had I thought it through, I would...
TabooKailee knew she shouldn’t be here. He warned her of what would happen if she came into his space alone again. Shane, her father in-law was a good man, but he liked things his way. He wanted everything run his way. When Kailee and his son had to move back in with him and his wife while their place was being finished, the rules had been simple. Stay out of his office. Last week Kailee had been wandering around the large house, bored and looking for something to do. She walked down the hall and...
TabooI watched his plane lift off and disappear into the eastern sky. As I slowly walked across the airport terminal to the parking lot, I tried to compose myself as I wiped the last few tears from my cheeks. I could still feel his lips on my lips and the lingering scent of his shaving soap was still with me, but both sensations were rapidly vanishing. As I climbed into the car, I leaned back one last time saying good-bye to the man I loved. The feeling of the strength of his arms around me in our...
VoyeurAnna had only been living with Lincoln for three months, one week and five days when he walked in on her masturbating. He’d originally left with an overnight bag swinging from his clenched fist and a casual comment thrown over his shoulder to let her know he'd be spending the weekend at a friend’s place. Ten minutes after he'd walked out the door she'd stripped down to her tank top and panties, feeling the urgent need to relieve some of the tension that being around him regularly caused. In...
Straight SexDamon: I’ll bet you’ll get up to some trouble in Cabo. I smirked at the text that flashed up on our chat-log from the computer screen. He was always teasing me. Ashleigh: No trouble. At least not the good kind of trouble. I’m going with my boyfriend don’t forget. There was a pause, and while I anticipated his next words, I took a sip of the vodka soda I was prone to drinking while I spent my online hours chatting with my favorite virtual stranger, DamonX. I leaned back in my computer chair and...
TabooDedication: This story is just a bit of fun and is respectfully dedicated to all the tireless story checkers on Lush, whose hard work makes this site possible and who have to put with rubbish like this every day. Also, thanks must go to Fugly, whose story "Bag of Lush All Sorts" was the inspiration for this piece.I was in only my second month at Global Biofuels and still finding my way around the organisation. As the head of procurement in a modern, forward-thinking, ethical company, I had to...
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