by Kim Knight
The pleasure slowly fell away, leaving tendrils of cold sweat across her skin. She sighed as she rolled over, aware of the cuff around her wrist but happy to ignore it. For the moment, nothing mattered, the world was just perfect. She knew that it wouldn’t last but at the same time was content to enjoy it while it did. As her sweat cooled all the more, the pleasure faded further and her eyes flickered open. The same naked thighs greeted her and the strange sensation of déja vu made her question what had been real and what had been dream. She lifted into a sitting position and studied the woman as she had earlier. She was as stunning as she remembered - there was no way she could have dreamed that. Equally, surely there was no way that she could have dreamed the feel of the woman’s tongue against her virgin pussy. Having never experienced such things, how could her imagination have made it so real? She sighed as she stared at the woman who slowly lifted her eyes to Alex’s. As their eyes met, Alex felt a strange connection to the woman. It was a sensation that she had only felt once before - for Mia. It had taken a long time for her to recognise her affection for the other woman and she had certainly never discussed it with her friend. She had hoped that the feeling would develop into something more between them - but Mia had not responded to her in any way. To feel something similar for this woman after such a short amount of time ... was worrying. Alex tried to tell herself that it was a kind of intoxication after what the woman had done to her and once she had sobered up, the feeling would go.
‘Are you okay?’ The woman’s voice was heavy and sexy, sliding like silk across her skin.
Alex nodded, not trusting herself to speak.
Amusement danced in the woman’s eyes, ‘That was the first time that anyone has made you feel like that, wasn’t it’
‘Yes,’ Alex whispered.
‘Would you like me to do it again?’
The woman smiled at the sharp look that her words caused. A mixture of fear and longing shone in the younger woman’s blue eyes. ‘I just want to get out of here,’ Alex replied.
The woman studied her in silence for several moments before she asked, ‘Do you really think that’s an option?’
‘He can’t keep me here.’
‘He can do anything he wants ... and he does.’ Dark shadows flashed across the woman’s eyes and Alex felt a flash of concern for her.
‘So he’s going to keep me as a prisoner?’
The woman shook her head slowly, ‘No ... as a slave.’
Alex felt her throat go dry, ‘I have no idea what that means.’
‘You will learn ... that is what he has planned for you.’
‘And if I refuse?’
‘Don’t ...’ the warning in the woman’s voice was clear and Alex felt fear driving away the last tendrils of pleasure. ‘He thinks that he has the right ... it was you that broke into his house.’
Alex couldn’t deny that or the leverage that it had given him over her. She stared at the woman again, ‘I don’t know anything about ...’ she waved her hand to encompass the frames and instruments, ‘... this.’
The woman gave a small smile and Alex felt her stomach clench at the sight. She truly was alluring and despite her fear, Alex suddenly flashed back to the feel of the woman’s tongue at her pussy. A flush ran up her neck and cheeks and the woman must have noticed because her smile turned coy, ‘There will be benefits ...’ The sentence trailed off but the heat in her eyes finished it better than any words ever could. ‘You do like women, don’t you?’
Alex swallowed, ‘I’ve never ... been ... with anyone, so I don’t know.’
The woman gave a small laugh, ‘Even so, you have a preference?’
Alex thought of Mia and all the times she had lain in bed at night thinking about her friend. There had been many occasions when she had imagined the young woman being the one to introduce her to the delights of sex, to be the one to awaken her base desires. Was that because Mia was female or because there had just been something about her that had appealed to Alex? ‘I don’t know,’ she replied honestly, ‘I had a boyfriend but we never had sex. I’ve never really got close to anyone.’
The woman studied her in silence. Eventually she said, ‘That surprises me ... you are lovely.’
The redness spread even further across Alex’s cheeks and she mumbled a response that made the woman smile again.
Both women jumped as the door suddenly opened and the man entered. He closed and locked the door behind him before he approached Alex and crouched down beside her. It took all her strength not to shy away from him. It was impossible to say whether he was angered or impressed by her show of strength. He glanced sideways at the other woman, his eyebrows lifting, ‘Have you fucked her again?’
‘No, Master ...’ the woman gasped quickly, ‘... you have not given me permission to.’
He studied her as if searching for a lie before he turned back to Alex, ‘Do you want her to fuck you?’
‘I ... I ... I don’t know.’
‘You don’t know if you want to feel my slave’s mouth at your cunt?’ his laugh was angry, ‘Am I wasting my time with you?’
Alex stared back, she had no idea what he expected as an answer.
Slowly, he lifted something for her to see. It took a moment but eventually she recognised it as a leather collar that was identical to the one that his slave was wearing. The meaning behind the gesture was clear but Alex gave no response.
‘Sergeant Kent has a special cell for young bitches like you ... did you know that?’ he asked, his eyes dark and dangerous. He let the meaning of his words sink in before he asked, ‘Is that what you would prefer?’
‘But I don’t know what you are offering.’
His lip curled, ‘I am offering you nothing ... you will be offering me your body to do with as I wish for the duration of our agreement.’
‘How long will that be?’
‘I haven’t decided yet,’ he responded, ‘I have yet to decide if you are worth my time.’
Alex stared at him fearfully, wondering what he would do to help him make up his mind.
The question must have shown on her face because he twirled the collar through his fingers as he studied her. ‘I will give you two weeks to prove yourself.’
‘Prove myself?’ Alex gasped, ‘What makes you think I want anything to do with you?’
‘Well, that is what the next two weeks are about, aren’t they?’
‘And what happens if you don’t want me after two weeks?’
He smiled nastily, ‘Then Sergeant Kent will have a new bitch for his cell.’
‘But ... but ...’ she gasped, the uselessness of her situation sinking in. There was no easy way out of this. Her only hope was to play along until she could find an escape route and perhaps, in the process, she could find out what had happened to Mia. If this was her only option, then she would make the most of it and find her friend at the same time.
‘Well?’ he queried, holding the collar out to her once more.
Slowly, Alex nodded and then winced as he slipped the collar around her neck. The brass clasp clicked at the back of her neck and the weight of the leather rested heavily on her collar bones.
‘If you take that off, I will punish you, do you understand?’
‘Yes,’ Alex whispered.
‘While you wear it, you are my slave and will follow my orders, understand?’
‘Yes,’
Slowly he stood up, ‘You may well hate the feel of it now, but perhaps in time ...’
Alex shook her head, her eyes glinting with tears, ‘This is not who I am.’
He waved at his slave who crawled between Alex’s legs.
‘Are you sure?’ he asked with a laugh as she began to writhe beneath the touch of the slave’s tongue. She wanted to glare at him, to shout at him, to do anything but respond
so slavishly to the attentions of the other woman. But her tongue was so perfect, so warm, so tantalisingly delicious, that all she could do was gasp and writhe as her nerve endings were ignited once more. Through her half opened eyes she saw the man standing over her, his trousers were open and his cock was in his hand. She watched his fist moving, almost hypnotised by it. The woman’s tongue suddenly slid into her and Alex lifted her hips in response, gasping loudly. Suddenly she heard the man groan and splashes of hot liquid splattered her breasts. The feel of it made her shudder with a mixture of delight and revulsion. A moment later and she groaned with disappointment as the slave’s mouth lifted from her pussy. But then her tongue was at her breasts and cleaning his spunk from her skin, licking and sucking the sticky juice from her. Her nipples hardened and goosebumps covered her skin. Once she was clean the woman returned her mouth to her pussy and Alex cried out, her climax flooding through her the instant those lips found her cunt once more. Alex convulsed and cried out, her hands shaking and clinking the chain at her cuff. And with the sound of the metal restraint and the feel of the leather around her neck, Alex climaxed over and over again.
***
This time, when she woke, she was alone. A flicker of disappointment started in her chest but she forced it aside. Lifting herself to her knees, she yanked the chain around her wrist and cursed angrily. Her eyes surveyed the frames and implements around her - she could only work out what half of them were and didn’t spend too long trying to work out the rest. Cursing again, she shuffled round until she was able to lean against the wall. It was cold against her back but there was something real about it that made her feel better. Everything that had happened had happened so fast that it was difficult to grasp it all. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had made the right decision - after all, she had no idea what she had truly got herself into. But one thing was for sure - if she could break into a house then she could damn well break out of one. If nothing else, it would be a damn sight easier than breaking out of a prison cell. The man hadn’t said anything about Sergeant Kent that she hadn’t heard before. Sharing her home with prostitutes meant that she overheard a lot, whether she wanted to or not. And it wasn’t just the girls who spoke fearfully of him, some of the clients did too. Kent was a well known arsehole but an untouchable arsehole. If any of his superiors knew what he got up to, then they clearly ignored it all in favour of his superior case resolution. No one put more people away than Kent - perhaps because some of his targets fancied their chances in prison rather than under his scrutiny. With a sigh, Alex realised that she had chosen the better of two terrible options. But what next? She had two weeks to impress this man or he would hand her over to Kent anyway. Her fear weighed down on her but she refused to let it consume her. Two weeks - that was plenty of time to find out more about what had happened to Mia and to find a way out of this place. She glanced at the cuff around her wrist. If she was going to impress him, then surely she would be released eventually. That just left the one remaining unknown - what was he going to do to her next? Her inexperience meant that it was impossible to even imagine what he had in store for her. Whether that made things easier for her, she couldn’t decide.
With a sigh, she stared at the empty space where the other slave had knelt. She felt a strange, warm glow, low down in her stomach, when she thought of the other woman and a tiny smile played across her lips. The woman really was stunning and the things that she had done with her mouth ... Alex quivered at the memory. In less than a few hours she had gone from being a virgin to enjoying mind-numbing climaxes ... twice. As much as her stomach knotted with fear of what might await her, there were other, stranger, sensations further down.
She had no time to consider these new sensations because the sound of the door opening made her climb quickly to her knees ... although she had no idea why she reacted in such a way.
The two of them entered the room, the woman behind the man. Alex studied her as she stepped around her Master. She was dressed now, in smart linen trousers and a pure white blouse that flowed over her upper half. The buttons were undone just far enough to expose her plunging cleavage. The open blouse also revealed her naked neck ... the collar was gone.
The two of them stood over Alex, staring down at her in silence. She stared back. Now that she was standing and wearing spiked heels, she looked much taller than Alex would have imagined.
‘Are you sure about this one?’ the man asked.
‘Yes,’ the woman replied, her voice strong.
Alex was surprised by the change in the woman’s demeanour and perhaps a little disappointed.
‘Stand,’ the man ordered.
Alex did so, lifting herself up to her full height - which was far from tall, a little over five feet. The man and woman towered over her.
‘She is so small and skinny ... you might break her.’
The woman glanced at the man, ‘You promised me a pet.’
Alex’s eyes widened at her words but she didn’t comment.
‘Indeed ... but I was thinking of something a little more ... experienced.’
‘I can train her.’
The man met her stare and his eyes darkened, ‘Be careful, Kate, don’t forget your place.’
She stared back for a moment before lowering her eyes, ‘I will train her for you, Master.’
He reached behind her, his hand twisting in her auburn hair and yanking her head towards him. ‘Yes, you will,’ he hissed into her ear. Then he kissed her cheek and let go. ‘Two weeks,’ he told her, ‘if I see potential in her then, you may keep her.’
‘Thank you, Master.’
‘Be warned, Kate, if you fail ...’ he glanced towards a frame behind them, ‘... then I will have you in that for a day!’
Alex glanced behind him at the frame that he had directed to. It was just a rectangle of metal with leather cuffs at each corner. Alex could only imagine that it was the inferred promise of what he would do to her while she was in the frame that caused a flash of fear to cross her face.
‘I will not fail you, Master.’
The look that he gave her suggested that he didn’t stand to lose either way. He looked down at Alex again, ‘Her hair is wrong.’
The woman nodded as she studied Alex’s long blonde hair, ‘I agree ... I have asked Maria to come over tomorrow to deal with it.’
‘Good,’ and with that, the man left.
The two women stared at each other. With the other woman dressed, Alex felt all the more naked and vulnerable - the collar around her neck feeling even heavier.
‘You tricked me,’ Alex announced angrily.
‘Did I?’ the woman replied, lifting one eyebrow.
‘You made me think ... I don’t know what you fucking made me think but ... but ...’ Alex waved her unchained hand uselessly, encompassing the woman’s outfit, ‘Only a part time slave then, are you?’
Shadows crossed the woman’s face but she remained silent.
‘So,’ Alex sighed angrily, ‘Kate ... what happens next?’
She stared at Alex, realising that the man had used her name. ‘Firstly,’ she said quietly, dangerously, ‘that is the last time that you will use my name.’
‘I need to call you something ... I can think of some other names but you might not like them.’
Her mouth twitched into a smile, but it was more anger than amusement. ‘You have many lessons to learn, so let us start.’ Moving quicker than Alex would have imagined, she stepped forward and gripped each of Alex’s nipples between thumb and forefinger. Alex yelped and tried to swat her hands away but she just squeezed harder, ‘Stop it or I will find some clamps for you to wear.’
Gasping, Alex lowered her hands.
‘That’s better,’ she announced but didn’t loosen her grip. ‘Now, I am to train you for the pleasure of our Master ... you will therefore call me ... Miss, is that
understood?’
When Alex was slow to respond, she squeezed and twisted her nipples, making her cry out.
‘I understand ... Miss.’
‘Good. Now would you like me to let go?’
‘Yes ... Miss.’
Kate let go of the hardened buds and nodded at the flush that ran up Alex’s breasts. ‘There is certainly potential there.’ She rubbed her chin thoughtfully and slowly circled Alex, talking as she went, ‘A nice body, small and seemingly fragile but ... strong underneath I think. Hair is too long and the wrong colour ... easily dealt with ... breasts ... yes, lovely ...’ She dipped her hand between Alex’s legs, making her gasp, ‘Rather responsive, that’s a good start ...’ she frowned and studied Alex’s reaction, ‘Did you lie to me when you said that you were a virgin?’
‘No,’ Alex gasped incredulously, ‘why would I?’
Kate shrugged, ‘It seems, then, that your deflowering is long overdue.’
With her inspection complete. Kate moved to the side of the room and returned with a pair of leather cuffs, separated by a thin metal bar a few inches long. ‘Hands,’ she ordered.
Alex hesitated and then slowly lifted her hands. The cuffs were slipped easily around her wrists and fastened loosely. There was no lock but the fastening and the metal bar between would prevent her from undoing them ... for now. Alex studied them as Kate released the metal cuff from her wrist. She would find a way out of them that would be the first thing to work out. Small steps, she told herself, little hidden victories and she would be able to get through this.