Chapter 8
Stephanie stirred and moaned. She turned over, and her eyes opened. With a start, she pulled herself up and found that her collar was still on and that it had a chain attached to it. She pulled on the chain and it jerked tight. She was securely locked onto a bed. She dropped back, gasping, her eyes filling with tears. The mattress was hard and there were no sheets and she couldn't see any light at all.
Her body throbbed with a horrible ache. Her pussy felt as if she'd had all the cocks in the world up there, and her thighs were a mass of dried cum. Her ass throbbed too, the tight hole sore and pulsating with pain. And her mouth and jaw ached from all the sucking they had done.
Slowly it all came back to her.
The orgy rape she had suffered; the man taking her into a massive bathroom and spraying her off with a hose pipe, the cold water gushing all over her body, making her shriek. They made her bend over, and then sprayed the cold water right onto her pussy and ass, making her stick her fingers up her two holes, cleaning the dog cum out of them. They had made her do that until they were satisfied.
Then the fucking had started.
She had never known men could be such brutes. They hauled her back into the main room, wet, sobbing, begging them to stop. But they had pushed her onto her back, and cocks came at her from all directions.
She remembered the next few hours dimly. There were double fucks, two men up her cunt and ass, ramming their pricks into her fuck holes until she was screaming for them to stop. But then, with their cum still running in her cunt and ass, she was down over a table, sucking cock, while one of the little slave girls licked out her pussy and shit-pit. No sooner was that done than the man came in her mouth, filling her throat with his cum.
She was bent forward, a cock deep in her throat while another man fucked her sore pussy, ramming his massive boner deep into her body. And still it went on.
A man made her hold her tits together while he fucked them and shot jizz all over her face and throat. She was on the floor, her mouth licking at another slave's ass, taking up the cum there while a man raped her own tight asshole, shooting in her guts, yelling as he rammed her into the carpet. One of them fucked her tits, his ass over her face while she was forced to lick his hairy shit-hole until he unloaded his wad on her tummy and made her take it on her fingers and lick it up.
She moaned and twitched on the hard bed and realized that she had been rubbing her pussy the whole time she recalled the orgy. Guiltily she stopped, but the demand in her pussy was too much and she reached down again, rolling her hard clit in her fingers as she remembered the humiliations and rapes. Cocks shooting over her face, over another slave's pussy while Stephanie licked it up.
And she had come. Again and again and again. Her fingers spasmed on her clit, and she moaned with the pulses of lust surging through her aching body. If she rubbed her clit, she forgot about the ache in her body because she always got aroused when she rubbed her clit. She sobbed as she brought herself off again, her fingers blurring on her pussy, her other hand running over the encrusted cum on her thighs and ass.
She turned over and fell asleep.
She woke again. There was a light on and Judy was standing over her. Judy was dressed informally now, just a black robe, though she still wore high-heeled boots and carried the whip.
"You played with yourself, good," Judy said.
"Huh?" Stephanie twisted guilty and looked around the basement room. There were no windows or furniture, and the walls were bare stone.
"My slaves can rub their pussies any time they like. As long as they can still perform for the men when they have to," Judy went on. "I don't think you'll have any trouble. Do it again."
"Uh, what?" Stephanie stammered, blushing horribly.
"Bring yourself off again," Judy said. "Come on, you did it an hour ago, you can do it again."
She tapped the whip and Stephanie didn't have to be told what that meant.
"But how?" she stammered as she obediently spread her thighs.
"I always know what you're doing, slave. Just get used to it. So bring yourself off and tell me what you're thinking about as you do it. And don't forget to say mistress. You're getting very bad at that."
"Yes, Mistress!" Stephanie gasped, spreading her thighs, her hand reaching down to her pussy.
Her fingers slid over her clit and she gasped at the sudden rush of passion. It was partly that she was so sensitive anyway, and partly the sheer sight of Judy standing over her, dominating her completely. She rubbed her pussy and moaned, her back arching on the hard bed.
"So, what are you thinking about?" Judy hissed. "Tell me everything."
"Aaahhh, yes, Mistress!" Stephanie sighed, the pulses of passion gushing from her sore clit. "I was thinking about all those men fucking me."
Pussy juices flowed faster as she rubbed her wet clit. Judy nodded.
"About them fucking me!" Stephanie wept.
"Ramming their cocks up my pussy and ass, and shooting over my tits and in my mouth, and all that cum-ohhhh, fuck, all that cum!"
She spasmed and came, sobbing in shame.
"You love cum, don't you?" Judy said, leaning in, the whip caressing Stephanie's thigh.
"Yes, yes! Oooohhh, Mistress, yesss!" Stephanie wept, her fingers urging another orgasm out of her pussy.
"Good, and you love to suck pussy and ass, right?"
Stephanie screamed as another shudder of cum ripped through her. "Yes, yes, mistress, yes, oh God, yessss!"
She writhed on the bed, sobbing and jerking, her mind on fire with submissive lust.
"Would you like a better room than this?" Judy asked.
"Yes, Mistress, yes!" Stephanie moaned, staring up at the dominatrix.
"Suck pussy!" Judy snapped.
Stephanie obeyed instantly, sucking Judy's cunt for nearly an hour until she was satisfied.
Stephanie got a better room, one with windows and a softer bed, with sheets.
For several days, she had to fuck Butch if she wanted to shower. Some of the girls were brought in to watch and giggled through it, but it wasn't so bad. Stephanie had learned how to suck with her pussy muscles and the dog came fast, howling his delight as he scraped her tits with his paws.
Quickly Stephanie learned that everything had to be earned. Even a visit to the bathroom demanded some humiliating sexual act, usually a blow-job for one of the men visiting the club right then. But she also learned that obedience and giving the men real pleasure had big rewards. Steadily the rooms she lived in got bigger and more luxurious, the food better.
Once, she disobeyed Judy and was back in the dungeon. It took her three sucked cocks while Judy whipped her pussy and ass to get out of there again. That was all she needed to learn. After that, she was the perfect slave and was soon living in the lap of luxury.
When she was trusted, she was allowed to take the chain off and move about freely. Judy understood the little blonde perfectly and Stephanie was soon even allowed to meet guests as they arrived, a particular privilege.
Soon she was allowed to witness the punishment of bad slave girls. Then she realized why the other slaves had giggled when she was being punished. It was wonderful and arousing to watch a shrieking, pleading slave girl, the whip lashing her ass while she desperately sucked on a cock, knowing the beating would continue until the man shot in her mouth. Or watching a girl who had to suck Butch's cock in front of them all.
Stephanie's bruises healed, and Judy made sure that her body was always shown off to the best advantage. Soon Stephanie was parading about in lingerie the whole day, fucking men when told to, screaming in passion as she obediently thrust her ass up for the whipping that turned them on.
Her ass got tighter, the muscles harder, until it took a terrible whipping to do more than redden her ass. And she never got that, she had become too smart. She learned how to suck a man off when she wanted, and none of them could hold out against her throat.
And so it went, until Stephanie had lost all sense of time or cared about what was happening outside her tiny world. But there was something left unfinished, and Judy wasn't going to let it go.
One day she dressed Stephanie in a tight black lacy corset with garter straps, black seamed stockings and black high heels. Over that, she made Stephanie wear a large fur coat and that was all. Apart, of course, from the collar. Then she took Stephanie out to a car and drove off with her.
Stephanie knew better than to ask where they were going. She looked at the woods and houses they passed, wondering at them, they all seemed so strange to her now. She shifted in the fur coat, loving the feel of it and the sense of being almost naked under it.
Soon they were in the city and she understood where they were going. Her nerves crackled and she blushed, her blonde hair falling over her face.
"Don't do anything stupid like cry and smudge your make-up," Judy snapped.
"Yes, Mistress," Stephanie whispered.
It was as humiliating as the first time she'd had to fuck Butch. Judy attached the chain to her collar and led her through the streets to the office, through the crowds. People turned and stared at the sight of the black-booted brunette leading the beautiful blonde on a chair, but nobody stopped them or said anything.
In the elevator, there was somebody Stephanie knew, a delivery boy who'd always stared at her. He did now, but he somehow knew better than to talk to her.
By the time she reached the office, Stephanie was shaking violently, shame burning in her guts. She was led across the outer office by the chain, the typists and clerks turning, looking at her as if she were an apparition. Not one of them moved and Stephanie kept her eyes down, her face burning.
There was another woman in her place-a pouting, sexy, dark-blonde secretary.
Dominic's secretary opened the door and they all went in. Stephanie saw Dominic sitting at his desk, leaning back, grinning at her.
"Well, has she lived up to expectation?" Dominic asked.
"Just about," Judy said casually. "She always needs work, you know what these bitches are like."
"So, let's see you," he said to Stephanie.
Stephanie reached for the sides of her coat as the little slutty secretary walked over and sat on his knee, letting her short skirt ride up well over her stocking tops. She pouted at Stephanie.
Stephanie felt a surge of hatred as the pouting girl opened Dominic's shirt and slid her hand in, caressing his chest, staring at her the whole time.
"You heard Dominic!" Judy snapped.
Stephanie jerked awake, opening the fur coat, showing him the wonderful curves of her body, the tight bodice that pushed her lovely tits up even higher then they would be normally.
"Fuck it, Judy, I swear she's even better than before," Dominic said, his eyes running up and down Stephanie's figure, down her endless legs in the black stockings, the white of her thighs and the blonde curls of her pussy mound.
Dominic's new secretary slid her dress higher, showing the crotch of her tight white panties. Dominic grinned and slid his hand over her crotch, getting a gasp from the pouting girl.
Judy unclipped Stephanie's chain, smiling at Dominic.
"She's getting a proper training." Judy opened a drawer in his desk, pulling out a thin rod, about two feet long and made of some kind of hard plastic or rubber. "You want to see how good she is?"
"Of course," he replied levelly, "it's very important."
Judy strolled up to Stephanie, the rod in her hand, her eyes boring into the submissive blonde. Stephanie stood trembling, the coat held open, her whole body visible.
"Take it off," Judy said.
Stephanie's only thought was to obey. She slid the coat to the floor and stepped away from it, running her hands over her tits as Judy had told her to.
"Over the desk."
"Yes, Mistress," Stephanie whispered. "Which way do you want me, sir?"
"Face me," Dominic replied.
Stephanie didn't think of disobeying. She bent over the desk, her hands going out and gripping the edge as she spread her legs, thrusting her bare ass up for punishment.
Dominic's secretary slid off his knee and reached for the clip of her skirt belt. "I know what you'd like while you watch."
Her skillful fingers slipped her belt off and unzipped her skirt in seconds. She slid it down her legs and stepped out of it, revealing a pair of legs that weren't as good as Stephanie's, but still they made Stephanie feel horribly jealous.
In another few seconds the secretary's blouse was off and then her bra. She turned and played with her tits in front of Stephanie's suffering face. "They tell me slaves like you have to do everything they're told."
"Leave my slaves out of this, honey, or you'll be over the desk!" Judy snapped.
The secretary looked up startled, then for a moment she looked as if she was going to challenge Judy. But she thought better of it and swung away, her ass swaying in Stephanie's face. Still pouting, she sank to her knees between Dominic's thighs and reached for his pants, unzipping them, pulling his cock out.
His prick was as massive and hard as Stephanie remembered it, and she felt a pang of jealousy. She bit her lip as she saw the pouting bitch sink her mouth over Dominic's thick prickhead, sucking on it while her fingers moved up and down his shaft.
The rod ran over Stephanie's ass and she tensed, waiting for the pain. She wanted to be at her best for Dominic, then he might take her back, let her fuck him. His eyes bored into her, and she lowered her head onto the leather of his desk, her ass twitching as she waited. "Ready, Dominic?" Judy asked. "Yeaaahhhh!" he sighed, his cockhead rubbing over his secretary's lovely lips.
"Enjoy, darling," the secretary murmured and worked her pouting lips lower on his prick. The rod lashed into Stephanie's ass, beating a thin red line across her tensed muscles. The agony surged through her, and she gasped, gripping the desk top.
The secretary moaned, working her mouth on Dominic's cock as he stared at Stephanie, watching her suffer.
The rod whipped Stephanie hard, laying a slightly higher line across her flesh. She jerked, moaned, but that was all. Stephanie could now take more pain than any of the slaves without screaming and she was determined to show that to Dominic. She waited for the next blow.
It came and it was vicious; Judy was really testing her.
Stephanie jerked as the white-hot agony pulsed through her body. Her legs trembled, and her pussy got wet as the pain surged through her guts. She moaned a little louder and scraped her teeth on the desk top.
"You want her to come or not?" Judy asked, lashing Stephanie again.
"Wow, you can do that?" Dominic gasped, his cockshaft buried in his secretary's mouth.
"Sure, must ask," Judy replied, whipping Stephanie again.
Stephanie's spread legs trembled as her ass took another thin red stripe of agony. Her pussy trembled, the juices flowed, and she was glad that Dominic had wanted her to come. She was so well trained she always came when Judy whipped her.
"Yeah, go on, make her come!" Dominic yelled. "But hold her there a bit."
He gripped his secretary's long hair, ramming his cock deeper into her willing mouth.
Stephanie noticed that she couldn't take Dominic's cock as well as she could. There were still a couple of inches of his shaft out of her lips.
The rod lashed her ass and she groaned, her fingers gripping the desk edge, her ass jerking as the pain turned to lust.
"You're gonna get in touch with those shits you sold my secrets to!" Dominic snapped, his eyes boring into Stephanie.
She jumped as the rod whipped her sore ass. "Yes, sir!"
"You tell them you've been sick, but you need the money." He gasped as he fucked his secretary's throat. "I should manage to push them bankrupt in a few months."
"Yes, sir," Stephanie gasped as the fresh pain rushed through her from another stroke of the rod.
"Good, now make her come!" Dominic yelled, his cock fucking faster into his secretary's throat.
"Please, aaahhh!" Stephanie sighed as the rod whipped her ass. "Please, sir, please-one thing!"
"What?" he snapped, his balls churning with the cum rushing loose in them.
"Please, sir, if I do well, can I suck your cock again? Please!" Stephanie jerked as Judy whipped her, then she moaned as her pussy got even wetter. "You can have me any way you want, sir, of course, but I want to suck your cock again, please!"
She jerked as her ass erupted with agony and lust.
Dominic looked at Stephanie, his cock surging as the cum rushed out of it. "Maybe! Maybe!"
He groaned and his cock went out of control as hot jets of his cum burst into his secretary's sucking mouth.
"Now come, slave!" Judy yelled, whipping Stephanie hard, driving the rod into her ass with strokes that she knew would send Stephanie over the top.
"Yes, Mistress, yes!" Stephanie tossed on the desk top, her ass throbbing with an agony that made her pussy explode with lust. "Yes, Mistress, I'm coming!"
"Good slave, good!" Judy snapped. "You might get some special treats for that."
"Thank you, Mistress, thank you!" Stephanie shuddered as she felt another hard lash of the rod. She saw Dominic's cum shooting out of his piss-slit as his secretary made sure that Stephanie saw her take it all. The little slut's pouting lips slid over his flesh, her wicked little tongue slid on his cockhead, licking at the hot streams of goo as they poured out.
Stephanie came again. Dominic stared at her, and she knew she could get him back. She could out fuck and out suck that new bitch any time. All she had to do was be the perfect slave and she'd get the chance.
She moaned and came one final time as Judy laid the last stroke of the rod into her ass. Panting and proud that she hadn't screamed once, Stephanie lay across the desk top, watching Dominic's secretary lick up the last of his cum as it oozed from his cockhead.