EARNING HER KEEP [THE MASTERS' DUNGEON #1]

by Candace Smith

  "According to her pussy, I think she likes that idea, Jordan. She just squeezed a gusher," Ambition laughed.

  Amy's eyes began to flood again, not understanding why her body kept betraying her feelings. The doctor ran a thumb down her cheek before he stood back up.

  She shrieked when she felt the appliances around her breasts tighten like blood pressure cuffs, and the tubes sucked at her nipple tips. The machine began a squeezing, rhythmic, sucking, pulsing. Her tortured breasts throbbed and she moaned her displeasure through the gag.

  "I want her left on it except for her injections," she heard the doctor remind them.

  Amy was still trying to understand how the doctor, Jordan, could be involved with these men. He looked so distinguished with silver just beginning to lighten the sides of his dark hair. It seemed like all the men involved in this scheme were unbelievably handsome, and if not for their torturous games, it made no sense to her that they should have to kidnap someone. Almost any young woman would welcome their attentions, just like the way she had welcomed Havoc. She remembered how determined she'd been to steal him away from whatever actress was waiting for him at the bar.

  Amy heard the doctor‘s voice. "Now, let's check out her other profitable assets." The men walked around to where her sex was spread wide. Fingers stroked her fleshy labia and she was aware of her clenching response. "A heavy application of depilatory should work. Under her arms, on her legs and on her lips twice a day… and liberal. If there's anything left, I can laser. For god's sakes remember to wipe her if you're going to use her," the doctor laughed, "unless you want a couple of bald boys between your legs."

  Amy felt fingers spread her cheeks. A cold metal speculum entered her tiny virgin rectum and she screamed. The men behind her issued an aroused gasp.

  "Just a peek, my pet." Knowledge caressed one of the welts on her bottom. "He won't stretch you so much that we can't enjoy you."

  Her rectum was declared safe and the speculum was washed and entered her channel. After she was spread, the doctor probed with his finger until he found the soft tissue harboring her G spot under her pubis and he pushed and stroked. Her juices began flowing immediately. "Good response, very good," he murmured.

  Amy had no idea that treacherous place was even hidden in her body. They heard her whimper as her ass began flexing. Amy had the urgent need to pee again and panicked. The doctor kept manipulating the spot. "One of you give her permission to cum, she's close."

  Ambition's voice floated down to her. "You may cum, my pet."

  Amy couldn't have stopped it, permission or not. Her juices gushed from her core in copious amounts. She was convinced her bladder had let go as she shuddered out the biggest orgasm of her life. Her back arched and she strained at her bindings as her body convulsed.

  All three men watched the writhing woman with glazed eyes and hands stroking the undeniable bulge in their pants. When she finally collapsed, the men looked at each other with aroused heat.

  Jordan's voice was tinged with excitement. "I can insert a pulsating vibrator bead. It's something new I've been working on. It's remote controlled and I've been waiting for someone responsive enough to try it out on." The doctor had a pleading tone.

  "It doesn't look like she needs it," Knowledge noted.

  "Ah! But Knowledge, consider this. You can humiliate her, and force her to violently turn over her torment to aroused passion at the flick of a button. Think of the control… you won't even allow her to suffer her pain, and can punish her again for cumming without permission." The doctor was impassioned.

  "Ambition, that actually sounds intriguing. What are your thoughts?" Knowledge asked his brother.

  "Hell, I'm hard as a rock thinking about it. I say, go for it."

  "Do you have it with you?" Knowledge asked.

  Ten minutes later, Amy lay upside down with her nipples being sucked into tubes, and a tiny vibrator imbedded in her channel. Her tears had dried. She just didn't have anymore. Even her fear had turned to a numb presence. The men were in the other room congratulating each other on the profitable new pet.

  Ambition walked into her torture chamber. "We almost forgot." She felt cream smeared under her arms, down her legs, and across her labia. It burned across her labia, but she didn't have enough will to moan anymore.

  It seemed like a long while later that she was aware of something happening over the back of her head. The latches were unhinged and her head was forced back. She was facing Ambition's black leather pants as the breast machine continued it's vacuuming, squeezing pumps. "Lunch time, my pet."

  The gag was finally removed and she worked spit around her mouth. "Ambition, please let me go," she said hoarsely. "I'll do anything, please."

  "No whining, my pet, and you will call me Master." She saw his fingers approach her face and something told her to clench her aching jaws. Ambition knelt down so he was facing her. His right hand clasped around a huge black dildo. His left held a rubber ring. "I'm feeling generous, my pet, you choose. Shall we stretch your little virgin star," he held up the monstrous silicone phallus, "or would you prefer to open your mouth."

  Amy finally found tears again. In her restrained position, there would be no way to stop the invasion of her bottom. That alternative terrified her. She dropped her eyes from his intense dark gaze and tentatively opened her mouth. Ambition slipped in the ring gag and drool spilled down the crying girl's chin.

  "Now, doc says plenty of fluids. He unzipped his pants and Amy tensed uselessly against her bonds. "Don't be so fussy. The doc left me our new toy. If you're good and move that soft tongue, I may give you permission to cum again," he offered. Ambition centered his shaft and entered the liquid warmth of her mouth.

  Amy felt the thickness of his flesh as he slowly enjoyed her and was frustrated by the distraction of the constant pulls against her sore breasts. Somewhere inside her, she felt a maddening vibration centered on nerve endings. She realized it was the bead imbedded in her core. Her hips thrust the minute amount her restraints allowed, and Ambition laughed and patted her head. "I'm glad we decided to go ahead with this, aren't you, my pet?"

  Her response was a groan at the humiliating feeling of juices seeping out of her channel in a continuous drool spreading on the linoleum floor. Between the pumping of her breasts and the arousing vibration in her channel, she hardly remembered the large cock wedged in her mouth until it forced its way down her throat. She gagged retching sobs as his length plunged in increasing speeds.

  Still, the demand in her channel was greater and she panicked as she felt herself tighten. Already, she was being programmed to remember not to cum without permission. Her hips thrust their frustrated mini movements faster. "Not yet, my pet. Not until your Master spills." She moved her tongue madly even as she choked on the size of him. There was no way to stop her impending release and she fought for air as she climaxed around his still hardened shaft down her throat.

  Ambition grabbed the sides of her head and plunged deep as he spilled into her. "Swallow," he growled. He left his softening cock her mouth until he was certain there was nothing left of his seed to drop onto the floor.

  He knelt in front of her and held her head so she was staring into his angry dark eyes. "I did not give you permission to cum, my pet," he purred. "Perhaps you need to explore this passion you have."

  Amy whimpered in terror as she felt the vibration inside her begin again and she wailed.

  "You will not cum until I give my permission," he ordered.

  Once again, the bead massaged her spot and she made the unpleasing whining sounds she knew he disliked as her hips began thrusting. She squeezed her walls in a frustrating attempt to dislodge the horrible device. Tears rolled down her cheeks, and she saw his eyes fill with desire at her misery. When he knew she was close to her crisis, he whispered, "Do you want to cum, my pet?"

  "Eeese, eeese op," she shrieked through the ring gag.

  Ambition stroked her head. He looked under her and saw her juices drooling to t
he floor. "Do you want to cum, my pet?" he whispered again. Amy sobbed and tried to hang her head.

  "Say 'Master, may I cum?'" His eyes glittered with arousal. "Say it, my pet," he encouraged.

  Amy was so close; she knew she couldn't hold back. "Aaster, aye I um?" she sobbed.

  Ambition was delighted. "Yes, my pet. Cum for me. Look me in the eyes so you know who has allowed you this pleasure."

  Amy fought to keep her eyes from squeezing shut as she allowed her core to spasm and her juices to be released. Ambition held the sides of her head and stared into her blue eyes with an intensity that made her feel he experienced her climax. When her tiny thrusts ended and her gasping breaths stopped, Ambition ran his thumbs down the sides of her face and kissed her forehead. "You have pleased me, my pet."

  The ring gag was left in and her head was lowered so she was once again facing down. She watched her tears hit the floor and mix with the drool from her pried opened mouth. Amy couldn't move her head, but her eyes glanced down to watch the motion of her breasts' stimulation and she moaned in despair.

  She heard a noise and nervously looked up to where the door was. Black boots entered the room and walked behind her. "My pet." It was Knowledge. "What a mess you have made," he chuckled. She strained her eyes and saw him mopping her juices from the floor. He placed a pad on the linoleum. "We'll be drowning in your passion if we don't control this," he joked.

  She felt his finger travel from her ass to her clit, where he stopped and stroked. Amy fought to keep from responding, but his finger won and she obediently lubricated. "Ambition is right. You are a passionate pet."

  Amy felt his finger plunge into her hole as his thumb continued to stroke her swollen bead. Reluctantly, she issued a small thrust. Why couldn't she fight them?

  Knowledge chuckled and his hands disappeared from her sex. A wet cloth wiped the lotion from her labia and inner thighs and she heard his zipper. His shaft centered on her hole and he slowly plunged into her moist depths. Amy groaned half in displeasure, and half in relief at finally having her empty channel filled. The climaxes she'd had left her frustrated and needy.

  For awhile, he merely stroked within her lubricated passage, and the monotonous motion made it hard for her to distinguish the feeling from the tugging on her breasts. She felt her passage begin to constrict as the imbedded vibration began. Within minutes she was sobbing as she clenched tightly along his cock.

  "Mmmm, I think I'm going to enjoy our toy." Knowledge closed his eyes to fully experience the almost painful gripping of her channel.

  With a cock finally thrusting inside her, Amy felt her impending release arrive quickly. She moaned and wailed, "Eeease, eease." Oh, god, she didn't have permission. She would be punished. "Eeease, eease aaster aye I um?" Her shriek almost echoed in the small room.

  Knowledge looked up at Ambition who was standing at the door. She would train nicely. He caressed her bottom, running gentle fingers along the welts. "Yes, my pet, you may cum."

  Her climax clutched Knowledge's shaft so tightly, he gritted his teeth and spilled with her. "Ambition, we must make sure she keeps these muscles well exercised," he gasped excitedly.

  Ambition tilted her head again. He hung a gallon jug of milk laced with the drugs to encourage lactation from a pole by her head and it fed through a tube to a baby bottle, complete with nipple. He adjusted it to where her tongue could latch on and pull it into her mouth. "I want this emptied every two hours, my pet." He dropped her head back down knowing she wouldn't be able to see the contents in the jug and would frantically work to finish it.

  She sobbed as her tongue reached out for the baby bottle. The nipple was long enough to reach the back of her throat to afford her some suction around the ring gag. Forcing her to stroke the nipple with her tongue and work to constrict her jaws against the gag, would strengthen her oral skills. Amy would train very nicely.

  She whimpered her displeasure as she watched their boots leave the room. Eventually, she dropped into a world of exhaustive sucking on the bottle and the painful, monotonous tugging on her breasts. At some point, she became aware of someone else in the room. Her eyes caught sight of the tiny bare feet of a woman. The girl moved behind her. Amy felt a cool, wet cloth cleaning her sex and then a small hand reapplied the tingling depilatory.

  The feet came back towards her head and the woman knelt down, placing a bowl of soup on the floor. Amy felt the hinges behind her neck unlatched and her head was raised. She looked into the face of the woman from this morning. She was a girl about her age with a mop of dark curls and pretty green eyes.

  "I'm Ravenous. The Masters have charged me with caring for you. Please, don't do anything to upset them. There are cameras and recorders everywhere, and I'll have to report it." The girl picked up the bowl of soup. "I'll try to pour it towards the back of your throat. With a ring gag, it's the only way to swallow. You must finish all of it."

  It took almost an hour and Amy glanced nervously at the jug, still holding a quart of white fluid. By the end, most of the soup that had fallen back in the bowl was mixed with Amy's drool. Ravenous was judicious in her job. She knew she'd be punished anyway, but it wouldn't be as bad if she returned with the bowl empty. Perhaps tonight, she wouldn't have to wear the yellow sign. The small woman looked at the jug and frowned. "You have about fifteen minutes to finish this. I have to hang a new one before I leave. They'll time when I return in order to know if you failed."

  Amy grabbed the nipple and cried as she furiously sucked the frustrating contraption. Her stomach was heavy and her bladder was beginning to fill. While Ravenous changed the jug, Amy whimpered, "I ave ooo eee."

  "Not until I come back with your dinner." Ravenous sounded sad. She collected the bowl and the empty milk jug and padded out on her bare feet.

  Amy lay in misery, forcing herself to try to empty the jug. The sucking of the machine on her sore breasts timed with the rhythm of her attempts on the huge gallon bottle. When Ravenous came in and changed it again, Amy was sobbing at the pressure on her bladder. The small girl ignored her until dinner.

  Ravenous returned with another bowl of rich soup. Before she fed her, she held the bedpan under Amy's crotch and told her she could finally pee.

  This time, while she was feeding her, she spoke. "The Masters are busy in the club. I have to return there when I'm done caring for you."

  Amy struggled with another spoonful of the creamy liquid and the girl continued speaking. "Did you meet Havoc? Is that how the Masters claimed you as a pet?"

  Amy tried to nod.

  "He found me at a shelter. I was so hungry and they were filled for the night. I was getting ready to walk the fifteen blocks and hope the other one was open, when he pulled up in his car. He gave me half a sandwich he said was left over from lunch. Then, he told me how he grants wishes. I thought he was full of shit, you know. But, hell, he'd given me a sandwich, so I decided to play along. When he asked me what I'd wish for, the only thing I could think of was the empty feeling in my stomach. I told him I never wanted to be hungry again."

  Her eyes filled with tears. "He said my wish would be granted and he brought me here. Now, every night I have to service any patron that wants me to. I don't get any real food until I can show the Masters' ten signatures on my card. They say I have gotten my wish. I'm never hungry." The girl wiped a tear. "What was your wish?"

  Amy worked around the gag. "Oo ake onee."

  The girl was confused, trying to decipher the words.

  "Oo ake onee." She'd tried to say it clearer but it came out about the same.

  "To make money?" Ravenous finally figured it out.

  Amy tried to nod again.

  Ravenous was silent throughout the rest of the feeding. She'd been thinking about Amy's wish. There was nothing that could have been worse. Amy was the only pet so far that made Sarah Bentley feel better about no longer going hungry.

  Ravenous waited for Amy to finish the milk and changed the jug. The lights went out and tortured girl tried
to fall into an uncomfortable sleep as the machine kept pulling at her breasts and she worked her tired jaws. Her last thought was that Penny would have stopped by her apartment for the scoop on the handsome man. She would start getting concerned when Amy wasn't home.

  She'd never know that Havoc had taken the key to her efficiency and cleaned out all of her belongings. He thoughtfully left them outside of the shelter he'd found Sarah at... they needed the donations. The manager unlocked the door to the apartment when his notices of past due rent collected in the hall. He looked around the vacated premises and shrugged. Another disillusioned actress had crawled back home.

  CHAPTER III

  Amy woke to her nipples being removed from the vials. Hands turned her over and before her neck was hooked to the table beneath her, she pleaded into Knowledge's eyes.

  He rubbed his cock, swelling with anticipation as he centered the alignment device. His lips trembled with desire at her shriek as he administered the shot. After the second one, he tilted her head down and thrust into her aching throat.

  Somewhat composed, he pinched a nipple and stretched it while he massaged the oil into her. Amy cried as he pulled on the sore nub and he repeated the procedure on the other nipple. She was turned upside down again.

  The next few days were more of the same. At the end of day three while Ravenous was feeding her, a translucent, milky blue drip fell into the beacon. By morning, the infrequent drips had taken on a more opaque appearance.

  Knowledge called the doctor and was told to keep up the injections and leave her on the pump. On Friday night, the doctor came in to check on her. He was dressed in the black leather garb of the Masters. He checked her nipples, pleased to see they were supple and painfully tender. He announced the injections could stop but she had to remain on the pump for another week.

  Knowledge and Ambition continued their fascination with her response to the vibrator, and Amy automatically asked for permission to cum so she wouldn't be punished. In the middle of the second week, Ambition removed the ring gag. He told her if she behaved it would stay out. She dutifully took his thick shaft down her throat whenever it brushed her lips.