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Sir De Sade acquired the ringing cellular phone. He glanced at the amount which was shown. He did not need to since he knew who it was that was calling him. Plus she was on time. “Hello, slavegirl.”
“Good early morning, Sir.”

“Yes, it’s a good morning, Michelle. Are you prepared to deliver me?”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle’s voice conveyed her completely submissive state.

“Good. What exactly are you using? I have getting a visual of my slavegirl.”

“Nothing special, Sir. I’ve on several slacks along with a long sleeve shirt.”

“Braless?”

“Yes, Sir, the same as you wanted.”

“And the shirt, could it be a gentle cotton?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“And your nipples are hard?”

“Yes, Sir. They’re always tough when I chat with you,” Michelle admitted.

“Yes, I imagine they’re. And your hard nipples are apparent in your shirt?”

“Yes, Sir. They’re truly poking out.” Her a smile was brought by comments to the face of his.

“Reach under your play and also shirt with the nipples of yours. I want them also harder.”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle eagerly obeyed his demand. “Oh,” she moaned as she toyed with her thick nipples and also teased them into an even more challenging state.

“Are they getting harder?”

“Yes, Sir,” she breathed. Her voice suggest that her arousal fitness level was launching its upward climb.

Sir De Sade examined the clock on the automobile radio. “I need you to place a clothing pin on each nipple.”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle located the 2 clothes pins she’d positioned close to the cell phone in obedience to her Sir’s earlier e mail petition to ask them to prepared when she called the morning. “May I put the cell phone down while I set them on?”

“Yes, my precious little slavegirl.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Michelle carefully put the handset on the cell phone down before putting the clothes pins on her erect nipples.

He noticed her moan when the teeth on the clothes pins crushed the nipples of her. He smiled over the obedience of her as he patiently waited for her buy the telephone.

“They are in place, Sir,” she confirmed.

“Did you choose the tightest clothes pins?”

“No, Sir,” she admitted. She felt ashamed she’d failed to do it. She did wish to satisfy the Sir of her in every way and in each detail.

“Next time, you are going to use probably the tightest clothes pins that you’ve on your own nipples?”

“Yes, Sir. Sorry.”

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“How do they feel?”

“They are tight,” she truthfully informed him.

“Good. I do need you to feel my ownership.” and control

“I do, Sir.”

“Touch the idea of your nipples.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“How does that feel?”

“Good, Sir. They’re really sensitive.”

“Yes, I know you’ve really sensitive nipples. Did your touch cause them to become harder?”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle moaned. “And good,” is felt by it she added.

“You are such a needy slavegirl.” He visualized the way her nipples looked. It triggered the cock of his to mix and leak.

“Yes, Sir. You consistently make me that way.” She carried on to gently move the finger of her over the guidelines of the nipples of her.

“As it must be,” he confirmed. “Who owns your nipples?”

“You do, Sir.”

“Yes, I do own many of you.”

“I am yours, Sir,” Michelle breathed as she liked both pain and pleasure her nipples were receiving.

“Is your pussy wet?”

“Let me check, Sir.” Michelle lowered her slacks and touched herself. “Yes, Sir. I’m extremely wet.”

“I am not surprised.” From the submissives he’d coached, Sir De Sade had never seen anybody who might get as wet as Michelle could. She will go out of puddles of fluids on the seating of seats when aroused. Needless to say, it made it very simple to insert his, fingers, and dildos cock into her. “Put 3 fingers into her pussy.”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle obeyed.

“Are your fingers saturated?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Lick them off,” he ordered. He noticed her sucking the juices of her off of her fingers. “Does it taste good?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I know,” he agreed. He licked the mouth of his as he managed to psychological taste her. She was very cute. He wished he was there at this time sampling tasting the fluids of her and making her squirm as he orally devoured her appealing pussy. “Put your fingertips back into your pussy.”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle moaned as her 3 fingers somewhat stretched the pussy of her as she completely inserted them into her moist and warm hole. “In, Sir,” she breathed.

Sir De Sade smiled as he watched the obedience of her in his brains eye. “Have you actually massaged the G spot of yours and made yourself cum?’

For a moment. “No, was concept by Michelle Sir.”

Her reply surprised him. “Interesting. Find your G-spot.”

“Yes, Sir.” She probed inside of herself. “Found it, Sir> “

“Good. Massage it, slavegirl.”

“Yes, Sir. It can feel good,” she admitted.

“I know.” He heard her moans as she made herself all the more needy.

“Taste your juices again,”

“Yes, Sir.”

He noticed her once again cleaning the fingers of her off. His cock leaked even more. “Massage your G spot.” When she gasped, he just knew she’d discovered the unique spot of her.

“Sir, that feels really good.”

“I understand. Plus I have you. Feel the pleasure and the pain, I’m enabling you to enjoy and know I’m your Sir.”

“You are, Sir,” she breathed. She closed the eyes of her and felt her entire body racing towards a climax. “May I cum for you?”

“In a moment. Try keeping yourself on the edge,” he demanded.

“Yes, Sir.”

He heard the change in her breath. Sensing time was right, he commanded, “Cum for me.”

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she promptly exploded. She moaned the endorsement of her of the waves of ecstasy that have been cleaning over her. Lastly, she stated and sounded like she had been used, “Thank you, Sir. Thank you.”

“Yes, you need to thank me.” Checking out he clock and also noting that the clothes pins were definitely available for almost 15 minutes, he purchased, “Take the clothes pins off.”

“Yes, Sir.” She gradually introduced the strain the very first apparel pin was exerting on her nipple. “Mmmmmmmm,” she uttered when the blood flowed back into the nipples. “Ohhhhh!” she wailed since the 2nd clothes pin was removed.

“Massage them,”

“Yes, Sir.” Michelle rapidly massaged the breasts of her that far more than filled the 34C cups of her bra. “Thank you, Sir,” she breathed.

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i came. And came. And came as i had never come before. Blinding colors of orgasm. i heard my Master’s voice in the reverie, drawn somewhere from deep in my mind. i lost myself in my love for my Master, and for being allowed to serve him. i silently screamed as the ever-expanding missle reamed me. The pain had become a searing heat, burning me from inside, and the monitor witnessed the wide-eyed terror that came with the realization that the missle was spewing BenGay inside me.

My eyes closed, my head lolled back, and the world went black.

When i came to, the platform was level to the ground, the clamps and needles had disappeared, and the missle was gone, leaving a gaping emptiness in my ass. Fingers were kneading and massaging my breasts, and someone was cleaning me with a warm towel. A discarded Bardex and filled bucket provided silent testimony to a ministration that, gratefully, i was spared from experiencing.

“You have done very well, chattel. Very well indeed. We had one more activity planned for the evening. One of the responses on your Master’s application concerned a desire you had, but for which he had no desire to fulfill. In fact, he was quite adamant about never allowing you to be so used. We tend to relish such bits of information of course, and use every opportunity to help such “reluctant” Masters fulfill their slave’s wishes. Unfortunately, the press of time will require that we save that for another event.”

In a fleeting moment of rational thought, i realized that dawn was creeping into the room through cracks in the door. i had endured their intiation, their 12 hours of ownership. i knew that soon i would be returned to the other reality, where i functioned and pretended to be something more than three holes for amusement. But they were not quite done with me yet.

i was ordered to lie on by back atop the plexiglas, which was lowered to the floor. My legs were parted and strapped, again with my knees drawn up and wrenched apart as wide as they would go. A horse bit was slipped between my teeth, and a small clamp was attached to the tip of my tongue. Again i was held motionless while the Owners positioned themselves around me.

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i wasn’t prepared for the cutting. i watched it in the monitor, hypnotized and floating in that blessed conscious unconsciousness that swaddles me when the pain and anguish overtake me. i saw the scalpel shred my skin. i saw the skin part, with droplets of blood forming where the scalpel had trailed. On my mons, just above my clit. The mark of the Co-op, of their possession of me. Permanent. A small “c.” chattel. Co-op chattel. Master’s cunt and Co-op chattel.

As just as quickly as it had started, it was over. The electricians and sound men packed up their equipment and members of the Co-op led me to another cold shower and again air dried by the fan. i knelt, the Owners formed a circle around me, and finished my bath with a self-induced cum shower which again glazed my breasts, stomach, and ass. They waited patiently as the cum dried, watched me don a simple black sheath dress that brushed softly against my bruised and battered skin, ogled as i slid the black seamed stockings up over my thighs and slipped on the heels, and bade their adieus. Some even kissed me and fondled me gently.

Owner dropped me off at my office door as though nothing had happened, with just “You may tell your Master he’ll be hearing from us.” It was just another morning.

i must have spoken to the guard, must have signed in, must have ridden the elevator. Nothing registered until i went into my office and saw Trish sitting at my computer. “Hi there,” she piped up cheerily. “Great pictures!” She moved away from the computer, waited a moment till the screensaver started, and there i was suspended from the plexiglas platform, a human cock in my mouth, a metal tube being pulled from my ass and my body expelling its waste, and the look of a reveried, undeniable glorious passion on my face.

“Now about that performance review…..”

I am unaware of the lady behind me who slips a white powder in my tea. “Drink up, my dear,” she says. I tell her that I couldn’t reach the garage. While we talk the room suddenly starts to circle around me and I feel dizzy and sleepy. “You must be tired, my dear,” the lady says, “lay back and rest a bit.” She tells me she is Mistress B and that I am her slave. I can not resist her dominating voice and I feel totally at her will each minute more. “Come here,” she says, sit on this stool.”

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In a dream I do as I’m told.

He picked up the vibrator and ran it over my body teasing all parts, including my nipples.He pulled on my hair and told me to open my mouth and he proceeded to fuck my mouth with the plastic intruder.  In and out, over and over as if it was
a giant cock. He stopped and removed the plastic love machine and quickly inserted my large red ball gag, strapping it tightly behind my head. I started to drool almost instantly.My tits and nipples were starting to become wet.

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Crystel and I had plans to go to the Opera. Instead we got tied up! A masked intruder ties and gags us and tortures us all Sunday afternoon. He ties us up and lays us on the couch with our heads down. I can feel the blood pumping in my head. I’m ball gagged and I watch as the villain does the same with Crystel using a head trainer. She whines softly as he ties the trainer around her poor face. We are helpless and the intruder takes advantage of this as he tortures our nipples with two sets of clothes pegs. I feel very sorry for Crystel as I know she has very sensitive nipples.

Some time later we sit next to each other with our mouths wide open as the intruder fixes us up with mouth spreaders. I watch as he spreads Crystel’ mouth wide open, opening up a bit more with each click of the spreader. I look into the large hole of her mouth, her wet tongue, deep sighs coming from deep down under her throat.

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Crystel became Little Red Riding-Hood like in the fairytale, but she don’t wanted to see the big bad wolf. There was no escape and she met the bastard! He had a big appetite to bound and gagged her instead of eat her.

Owner ordered me to mount the platform face down, so that my cunt rested just at the edge of the platform. They told me to spread my legs and bend my knees, so that i imagined myself looking a bit like a frog. They fastened leather restraints around my legs just above my knees, attached the restraints to the upper edge of the platform and pulled them tight, so that gravity would make sure my cunt and ass would stay incredibly widely exposed and open.

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My waist was restrained with yet another leather strap, and my arms were pulled up behind me, strapped and locked to the waist strap. They locked a leather restraint around my forehead and under my chin, tilted my head far back, and held my head in place by skewering my throat with a cock-shaped attachment that they affixed to the platform. It fit as long as i held my head tilted back; if i moved my head, it cut off my breathing and gagged me unmercifully.

Rough fingers reached through the underside of the cut-out holes, fondled my breasts and pulled them through the small holes in the plexiglas. It was twice as intense as any breast bondage that i’d endured, and my breasts were soon throbbing and turning a deep pinkish hue.

The technicians finished setting up their equipment, and monitors soon captured all four camera angles. One camera was trained on my face. Another was a low shot, aimed directly at my cunt, which glistened moist and red in the intense light. One trained on my bulging and discolored breasts. The final camera angle was a wider shot, designed to capture all of the action. And it seemed they took care to position the monitors where i could see every element of my use.

“Two entries on your Master’s application were of particular interest to us. One was your propensity for breast play, and the other was your very recent transformation into a bit of an assfuck afficionado. We are quite pleased at both of these, and we are looking forward to helping you enjoy these activities. Of course, your Master expressed his desire that anal use be reserved for him. Unfortunately, not all one’s wishes can be fulfilled now, can they?”

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“In the interests of time, let’s combine these two activities. Position her and set up the Missle, please.” The plexiglas platform moved to hold me nearly vertical, and i felt the straps strain as they held me against the pull of gravity.

An Owner moved from out of the shadows and held a intricately modeled 9″ cock in his hand. He took a tube of KY Jelly, unscrewed the end of the device, and emptied the KY into it. He repeated the movement with a tube of BenGay.

A stand was brought from the sidelines, and the dildo/plug was affixed to the top of it. “Quite an invention, this Missle. Part of the secret is in the stand. A very elegant piston design allows for a device to be thrust at any speed into the orifice of choice. The plug itself has a control that allows us to expand the girth from an inch and a half all the way to four inches. Because the probe is designed much like a penis, with a hole at the end, it becomes self-lubricating with the addition of a product like KY Jelly, or even a product designed to elicit a more intense sensation. A lady can quite literally be fucked for hours, pleasurably or very painfully. We have chosen for you to receive both sensations, chattel. No need to thank us. It’s our pleasure.” His sardonic smile made me writhe and whimper behind the huge gag.

… and i was as alive and as enslaved as i had ever been. i knew that i was meeting and exceeding their expectations of my skill. i knew that every cum shower was another success, that every moan was a vote of confidence in my abilities. i knew that i was making Master proud. i was doing it all for him.

Hours of sucking, it seemed, passed before i worked my way back to Owner, who remained to be served. i reached to please him, and i was shocked to feel him holding me from him, tilting my head to look into his eyes. Admiring eyes, satisfied eyes, lustful yet respectful eyes.

“property, you have done well. Here let me clean you. Close your eyes.” i did as he bid, and i felt a single stream spraying my face. i knew without tasting the salty fluid that it was his piss that was cleaning me, bathing me. The others joined in and showered the welts on my back, my ass, my breasts. i knelt there, losing myself in the warmth and proud in the knowledge that i had passed the first test.

i cleaned them all with my tongue and savored every drop that remained on the tender tips. Each cleansing ended with a gentle kiss. i turned back to face Owner, the one who had brought me to this place, and knelt with my head to the floor.

“They will be here soon… best get her ready, don’t you think?” A voice wafted through my consciousness and roused my curiosity. i throbbed with pain and desire.

They led me to a shower stall, turned on the cold water, and scrubbed me from head to toe. Stiff, intrusive brushes scratched and penetrated every fold, crease and cranny. i was ordered to squat and piss into the drain, and they all peered at me as i obeyed the command to pull my cunt lips apart as i did so. i stood in front of a fan and trembled as the cool air dried my skin, leaving my nipples taut and wanting.

“One of the ways the Club finances its activities is to produce some rather interesting audiovisual materials. Won’t it be a lovely surprise when your Master gets his first shipment of Club-produced videos? The package will be accompanied, of course, with an order form that includes the Website URL where the general public can see snippets of our products?” Another pause for dramatic effect.

“My dear, we are going to make you a star.” Owner’s words tormented me far more than the physical use had.

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As if on cue, the door opened and film equipment appeared around the great open area to the left of the building. Lights were set up, wires were run, and the building was magically transformed into a small sound stage, complete with four very impressive commercial-grade cameras.

Four Owners carried in a large transparent strange piece that looked like plexiglas. They suspended it with wire hung from the ceiling, so that it swayed. The platform was hung at an angle to the ground, not parallel with it, so that the lower end hung about 2 feet from the ground. The upper edge was about 4 feet above the ground.

Two small circles were cut out of the plexiglas about a foot from the upper edge, and i remember thinking that small breasts might possibly fit through those. The inner edges of the circles were trimmed in some kind of protective material, rubber maybe. Leather straps were positioned around it, and it became evident that this platform would be used to support me in my next task.

The room was engulfed in light reminiscent of daylight at noon, and the first of the cameras began recording the event.

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