Tryout - Part 2

by Dari (dari69@hotmail.com)

I had been lying for quite some time chained and strapped to the table, alone, in the second room of the dungeon. My position didn't permit me to get closer looks at the whole room, but what I had seen of it before was enough to let dread rise in me again. Admittedly I hadn't had much torture to tolerate up until now, but then not more than 2 hours could have passed since I woke up that morning, or whatever time of the day it had been.

Suddenly the door opened, and I could hear one pair of clicking heels enter. Soon Amber came into view next to the table, smiling down on my. Her body was covered by a sheen of sweat, and although I hadn't heard a thing I didn't doubt that she's been working hard on my two friends who were still in the other room. But as long as she was concerned with them she would let me rest, and that was a thing I valued greatly.

"I hope it wasn't too boring here alone?"

I just stared up at her, again testing her reactions. Okay, not a really smart thing considering that I was at her complete mercy, but somehow something inside of me drove me to do it. When I saw her eyes turning into slits, I hurried to give her the answer she wanted.

"No, Mistress."

Amber smiled again her lazy smile, but because of the mask that covered parts of her face I couldn't quite see if it was friendly or not.

"Your spirit is up again, let's see if your body remembers my care for a little while longer"

She pushed a button on the underside of the table, and suddenly the chains that held my legs up in the air and spread shortened, and I was spread open even wider, while my buttocks now also rested in the air, leaving my whole weight on my upper back and shoulders. It hurt, but I tried not to flinch.

The woman slowly let her hands wonder over my now raised buttocks, finally reaching my vagina. I gasped when she rubbed over the welts that covered the inside of my thighs near my crouch and also the outer lips of my labia. Amber's smile just widened as she saw me begin to writhe in pain, and began to pinch my battered flesh. Only when I cried out loud did she stop and move her fingers up towards my clit, only to stop before she touched it. Somehow I was grateful that she hadn't touched me more because I feared that I was way too tender in the whole region after Tom's tender care. For once the woman didn't try to inflict the greatest possible pain on me, but I feared that it would only be of limited time until she was doing it again.

"You know, you should consider yourself lucky that I let Tom bring you to an orgasm, normally I don't allow that on such rebellious slaves as you are one. But from what I have just seen from your two friends they wouldn't have enjoyed the things he has done to you."

For a moment I thought about telling her that no sane woman would protest against being orally satisfied, but then I knew how my friends thought about sex in general, and compared to how it had hurt from the whipping before .

Amber went again out of my view and let me wonder what was to come next. Apparently I would be held in this miserable situation for quite some time, or she would have her flunkies around to subdue me if I tried to do anything stupid while they moved me. Soon she was back, but I couldn't see what she had done, or even if she held something in her hands.

"We have some time for ourselves, just you and me, so I guess you can shed your brave behaviour, you don't have to try to show me that you are doing everything to avoid all of this here. I really understand why you do it in front of your friends, but alone with only me around there is no need for that"

I wanted to reply, but in the last moment I stopped, remembering her rule about not being allowed to speak unless asked to. Nevertheless she had spotted my attempt, and now came around the table to stand right next to my upper body and looked down at me.

"You want to tell me something, slut?"

I nodded my head, although I resented being called names like that. But if the only thing I had to bear was being called slut or cunt, my life was next to perfect.

"Yes Mistress, if you please."

Her smile broadened at my phrase. That was another point, if I could make my life easier by saying things this way I'd do it any time. The only question left open was only why I still struggled and tried to yank their chains.

"You have permission to speak, slave. Now what did you want to reply?"

"I don't do that because of my friends, or at least not only because of them."

A slight frown appeared on the woman's forehead, and she started to stroke the portion of my belly that was visible between the straps.

"It's your twisted way of regaining your dignity and integrity, then?"

I nodded, and tried to find something in her face that indicated that she was angry, but Amber's smile only grew a bit more warmly.

"I know that you do it because of that. Most of the slaves that do struggle have similar reasons, and I respect them. Some Mistresses and Masters don't believing in letting their pets have such quirks, but I find them quite interesting. If I really want to break you I know how to do it, but apart from that it is fun for me. You're only helping yourself to more punishment, I'm only too glad to administer it if you want it so badly."

I didn't even try to respond to that, and the woman didn't really anticipate an answer, but swiftly got back between my legs and worked at something out of my field of vision, which hade me tense up automatically.

A moment later she got up again, both of her arms encased in surgical gloves that reached halfway to her elbows and glistened with some fluid. When she smiled at me over the length of my bent body, a cold shiver ran down my spine. It was the smile that the cat showed the trapped mouse.

"As we are alone now, I will talk a little more to you, so that I can be sure of having your full attention."

She looked briefly over her shoulder in the general direction of the door to the other dungeon, than she turned back to me.

"I know that you are still a virgin, your friends made that quite clear to us."

I just frowned, not knowing exactly what she wanted to say by that. I could imagine quite vividly what a tantrum Sarah and Jenny might have thrown at that, but for me the thought of losing my virginity was not all that horrible. On the contrary, I was a bit amazed that I had been here for some time and still could claim that state.

Amber touched my right leg, and I jumped when the cool latex coated with fluid made contact with my skin. With her other hand she gently began to rub two fingers around my vaginal hole, only entering slightly with the tips from time to time.

"Nevertheless it looks like there are no sign left that could prove that. Have you been a naughty girl, Dari?"

I didn't really wonder where she knew my name from. If the girls had told her that I was still not deflowered, they might as well have told her how my parents had named me. Amber's bright grin stopped me from a quick answer, and I tried to think of something to say that didn't make me sound like a slut.

"Come on, pet, don't get all ashamed on me, just tell me, do you masturbate or not?"

I just nodded my head, a bit uneasy about it.

"That explains a lot. So you like that?"

While she spoke she slowly slid one of her lubricated fingers inside me, gently rubbing in and out. I just stared up at her, this time not defiantly, only unable to voice my feelings.

When I didn't reply she took my reply for affirmative, and the next time she slid a second finger in next to the first. I felt that I was again getting aroused, and tried not to concentrate on what she was doing to me.

Far too soon she stopped, but letting her two fingers rest deep inside of me.

"Really so full of shame? I can feel your body react to my touch, why do you deny and try to hide it? That's really a thing we have to change. All of my slaves should know what they enjoy, and voice it freely when asked. Now give it a try, did you like what I just did?"

I swallowed hard, and then I closed my eyes briefly and answered her.

"Yes, Mistress, I like it very much."

The woman smiled again and now withdrew her hand from my sex.

"That's a good girl. I hope we can keep that up. Wasn't too hard, now was it?"

I resigned myself to a simple nod, which seemed to be sufficient. Amber again disappeared under the table, and when she came back up I could see that she was spreading still more lubricant over her hands, especially the one she had pushed into me before. Meanwhile she talked on.

"Don't be afraid of what will come next. You won't loose the rest of your virginity for now, at least for the time being. Adam and Tom are both right now doing that to your two precious friends, for you I have other things in my mind. There are so many things the both of us can do without male help."

I tried not to think about what was going on in the other room, but didn't succeed. I guess Amber had only told me that to get exactly this result, and for once I couldn't really keep her from her goal. Nevertheless there surely were worse things than being fucked by a man, many of them plainly in sight down here.

Amber had finally finished her lubricating job, and took again hold of my leg. This time she began to probe the flesh around my anus, and I tensed up even more without much having to think. The woman just gripped my leg harder, like she wanted to show me how futile this was, and then she slowly began to work two of her fingers into my other hole.

"It hurts much less if you don't clench your ass cheeks shut as if everything would depend on it. Or do you have to shit before I begin this?"

I could feel colour creeping up my face and hurried to unclench my muscles. Amber only smirked and worked the fingers in a bit more. At first it was only irritating, but soon began to really hurt. Her fingers couldn't have entered farther than up to the second segment when I had the feeling like she would slit my ass every second, and cried out.

For a moment she stopped, than I saw her grapping a small tube and pouring some liquid over my ass. When she resumed it hurt only insignificantly less, and I cried out again. Then she slowly moved her fingers out again, only to slide them in before they had fully left. This time she seemed to invade me a little bit more, but it still hurt like hell.

The next time she withdrew her fingers completely and instead inserted the nozzle of the tube into my anus. I could feel cool liquid be forced into myself then she worked with the finger again. Now it went more smoothly, but was still making me gasp in pain.

Amber must have worked my asshole for over 15 minutes when I could finally feel her hand fully touch my behind when she slid in to the maximum. She seemed to be satisfied then and withdrew fully from me. For some horrid seconds I could feel my anus stay spread open, then the muscles clenched shut and a slight cramp went from my behind to my lower back. I groaned again, hoping that the woman now had lost interest in this particular region of my body. When I saw her coming back, all my hopes died.

She had now shed her gloves and was holding something in her hand that I couldn't name, but its purpose was clear. It was shaped like a rounded cone with an extra spaced base, where it looked to be thicker than two of my fingers. Amber held it up in front of my face so that I could get a clear view that I never wanted to have.

"This cute little thing here is called a butt plug. I guess its name is self-explanatory. This one is quite small, but for your first time it will be enough. Again, stop tensing up and it will be easier for me to enter your behind with it. And you should get used to having something stuffed up your ass; I really like the look of pure shock on your face when I do it."

With these words she walked back again between my legs, and seconds after that I could feel the round tip of the plug rest against my anus. Again she poured lube over my ass; then she slowly began to work the latex plug into me.

For the first inch I thought that I could bear it without crying out, but then I could feel it widen even more and the pain just grew too intense. Amber didn't relent and just pushed harder, giving me no time to accommodate. I groaned and sobbed and thought that this thing would surely split me open, just when I felt a final wave of pain roll threw me. Then I felt my muscles shut tight around the shaft that connected the base of the plug to the handle, and held my breath, waiting for more pain.

The woman leant against my legs and lower body, smiling down at me again, while she softly began to twist the plug a bit. It hurt, but was nothing compared to the pain that had just subsided. When I didn't utter any more pain sounds she let go of me completely and walked around to stand again by my side.

"You really look like it hurt that much."

It did hurt that much but I just looked up at her, relieved that she had finally stopped torturing me with that thing. For some moments she just stared down at me. Then she slowly began to fondle my breast, first kneading them, after a while starting to pull and pinch my nipples.

"I will let the plug rest inside you for half an hour, and I expect to see it still inside of your tight little ass when I come back. Do you understand that?"

She punctuated her statement my twisting my nipples sharply, and I drew in my breath.

"Yes, Mistress!"

Still smiling she gave each of my tits a last slap, than she turned round and left the room, leaving me still bound and hurting on the table.

For some minutes I could feel the pain in my ass slowly subside, but then without my doing anything, all the muscles in my behind and thighs suddenly began to spasm and clench uncontrollably. I cried out, trying to steady my body, but it got even worse, not better. It clearly came from the position she had left me in, not her former treatment of my body.

Either Amber had heard my wails of agony, or she had anticipated it happening, because in no time she was standing next to me again, slowly beginning to kneed my thighs and bottom, from time to time tugging at the plug and making me gasp louder again. Her hands felt wonderful on my straining muscles, but even that didn't really lessen it. When she realized that I was nearly passing out because of the pain she stopped briefly and slapped me in the face to get my attention. I stared up at her, trying to focus at her face while blinking the tears away that had started flowing out of my eyes.

"I give you a choice. Either you stay in this position for another ten minutes, or I will release you now, but tie you up again and use your cute little ass for a longer time, which will in the end hurt you even more. It's again your choice to make."

I needed some seconds to think that over, or rather until the next wave of contractions ran through my body.

"Please untie me now, Mistress! Please!"

Her grin grew a bit more evil, but that didn't really bother me right now. The only thing that was important for me was that this hellish torment would end as soon as possible. Only seconds after I thought that Amber levered the chains down, so that my feet and behind slowly went first into a horizontal position, and a few seconds later I could feel my feet touch the ground. The pain subsided slowly, but I still had to sob uncontrollably while Amber unfastened the straps that held me to the table and finally helped me to sit up and roll over on my stomach, so that my ass was now visible to the whole room.

Before I could even try to change my position a bit to stretch my muscles I could feel her iron grip jerking on the back of my collar.

"Stay where you are, and don't try anything stupid, or I will make you regret it all too soon."

When she finally released me again I simply lay still on the table and waited what would come now. In this position the butt plug hurt more than before, but it was nothing compare to the spasms.

Soon the woman was back, in her left hand two medical syringes. When she saw my eyes widen, she just slapped me casually on my buttocks which made my bite down hard on my lower lip.

"Just a little magnesia and some relaxants. Or would you rather have the craps continue when I tie you up again?"

I shook my head, but still watched her anxiously as she injected the clear liquid into my thighs. It didn't really hurt, and after some seconds I could feel a cold burning feeling in my legs, then cosy warmth that spread up to the middle of my back and my knees. When she slapped my ass again it didn't really hurt, although my skin prickled badly afterwards.

Being satisfied with the results Amber put the syringes away and told me to get up on my hands and knees. I complied quickly, fearing what she had in mind next.

Now the cuffs at my wrists were secured directly to the table, so that I couldn't really move my hands away. The same happened to my ankles, although they were bound to the sides of the table, so that again I was completely unable to close my legs. Amber then pushed my head down towards the table top with brutal strength and fastened my collar to a D-ring that lay between the eyelets where my wrists were secured, so that my chin rested on the table, too, and my behind must be poking upwards to the ceiling.

After making sure that I was secured on the table she put further leather straps over my feet, encasing my legs from ankle to knee and strapping me efficiently even more tightly to the table. I couldn't really move anymore, except wriggle my behind from side to side.

"I'm now going to fetch your two friends so that they will get a good look at what I'll be doing to you soon. Until then you will surely be a good girl and keep the butt plug deep inside your ass, now will you?"

As to underline her order she screwed the plug once more, but this time it didn't really hurt anymore. Evidently I was slowly accommodating to having something stuffed up my anus. Then Amber left, her heels clicking on the stone floor.

Again left alone to wait for my further torment I tried to calm down further and stop myself from shaking. Right now I wasn't really in pain, and I got the impression that I should relish such moments. Something inside of me revolved at that thought, but somehow this whole thing was exciting me. Not that I had ever wanted to participate in any such things, but now that I couldn't really do anything against it it dawned me that it was not as horrible as it could have been. Amber really seemed to know how far she could go without hurting me too badly, and somehow in a twisted sort of way I trusted her. I didn't really have any other options concerning that.

Far too soon I heard voices and the clicking of Amber's heels again, and from the corner of my eye I saw that the two men dragged Sarah and Jenny inside the room. Suddenly I was gad about the position Amber had chained me into, at least I couldn't have to stare into their faces while she did whatever she was going to do.

My two friends were now both chained with their wrists to chains coming down from the ceiling, stretching them so far that they only barely touched the floor with their bare feet. They both wore ball gags again, another thing I was glad about. Their bodies didn't look like they had received more punishment than the initial whipping, but their faces where stained with tears and their eyes red from crying. Did I also look so completely forsaken?

Amber distracted my thoughts by coming up behind me and slowly beginning to kneed the flesh of my ass cheeks. Deep inside of me something seemed to resonate with her touch, and I let out a small moan when she twisted the plug again. Something inside of me really seemed to have gone badly wrong over the last few hours, because I was actually enjoying her caress.

Then she slowly began to pull the plug out. At first it hurt again when the tight muscles of my anus tried not to let lose, but when the wide base of the plug was finally free, the rest slid out without any problems, and I let out a relieved sigh. The next moment Amber moved the plug back in, but only to the point where my muscles began to strain again, sliding it slowly out again. She was slowly fucking my ass with it, and I could feel my body actually moving against her rhythm, trying to get the plug in a bit deeper.

Finally the woman slid the plug out completely, and for some moments I really felt unfulfilled. When I realized what I was feeling I could feel my face grow hot. That couldn't really be my thoughts!

Before I could find a reasonable reason for my acting Amber had walked around to me, showing the plug to me again. In her other hand she held up a black dildo that was at least twice as long as the plug and at the base more than one inch wider. Then I understood why she showed it to me, and I could feel myself grow cold with dread, which only made her smile again.

"Now don't look so scared, you wanted to do this."

I hadn't exactly wanted this, but then I remembered her telling me that the alternative to the cramps would hurt far more I simply swallowed the protest I had intended to put in and just looked at her. When she saw that I had calmed down a bit she let the plug disappear under the table and held the dildo even closer to my face.

"You see the harness I put on over my hips?"

She clipped the dildo to the front of the leather straps that went over her tight pants, and then she unlocked it again, resting its tip against my lips.

"Now be a good little cunt and suck it. The wetter you'll make it, the less it will hurt. Your ass is still lubed up a bit from the plug, but you don't want this to do into you dry, now do you?"

She pushed a bit harder, evidently not waiting for an answer from me, and I complied, opening my lips for her to slide the dildo it. It was a strange feeling to let my tongue run over the latex cock, as I had never had a real penis in any of my orifices, but it was not that bad. It somehow was far worse that Amber petted my head like you'd pet a good dog while she slowly slid the dildo in and out of my mouth.

When she seemed satisfied with my job the woman withdrew the dildo from my mouth, clipped it again to her harness, and went out of my limited sight. Seconds later I could feel the tip of the dildo rest against my anus.

"You've seen what happens if you clamp your muscles down too hard, try to relax a bit more while I fuck your behind. And don't hesitate to scream if it really hurts."

The last sentence didn't really make me feel any better, but I just resigned myself to the task of trying to stay as calm as possible as she slowly began to slide the dildo up my ass. The first inch really hurt, but then my muscles seemed to relax without me doing anything, maybe because of the relaxants she had earlier injected me.

Inch after inch she slid the dildo in, until she reached the point to which the plug had protruded. Slowly again she slid it out till just the tip was still inside of me, then pushing in again, this time a little faster, but still slowly enough for me to prepare for it. This time she penetrated a bit farther, resulting in bringing a stab of pain through my body.

The next time she was moving in I felt one of her hands fumble around for my sex, and one of her fingers plunged into my vagina the moment the dildo went up my ass. I let out a low moan, trying to lean back against her, but she quickly withdrew on both sides of my body until she was barely touching me again.

While she kept the rhythm up my ass steady, Amber soon sped up pumping now two fingers up my other hole, arousing me quickly, but keeping me well away from the beginnings of an orgasm by penetrating even further into my ass. I was too consumed in humping my body back against her to really feel much pain, but that what I felt was rather bittersweet and aroused me even more.

Ambers fingers now moved up to my clit, drawing a sharp intake of breath from me when she began rubbing the little bud even faster than she had fingerfucked my pussy before. I tried to arch my back but the collar kept me chained closely to the tabletop, making me moan in discomfort.

The dildo must have been up to two thirds of its length inside my ass when I could feel the sharp pain of teeth sinking into the tensed flesh of my shoulder. I cried out, but instead of in pain it was a shout of pleasure, coming hoarsely out of my throat.

Now Amber also sped up her pumping action with the dildo, penetrating fast and deep inside of me, hurting just a little less to make it unbearable, and carrying me steadily towards an orgasm with her fingers over my clit.

For just a moment I thought that I would come now, but suddenly she ceased her maltreating of my clit and grabbed my hips with both of her hands, plunging the full length of the dildo into my ass. The pain was too intense to describe it and my whole vision went white although I had my eyes opened wide. When I had gathered enough air in my lungs I let it out in a high-pitched scream, while Amber stood still, the dildo completely inside of me, her legs pressed to my thighs and ass.

Then she withdrew it, oh so slowly, making me at first gasp and then whimper. For a few seconds I had felt pleasure welling up under the pain, but as she now left me gaping wide open with nothing inside of me the pleasure went away, only the pain staying like a subdued companion.

I collapsed as far as I could on the table, brining my ass up even higher, but for now I didn't care who would so just how much of myself. I just wanted her to continue, to rape my ass until she finally gave me the release she had brought me so close just moments before.

I hadn't realized that I had closed my eyes, but I must have, because when I opened them Amber was sitting on her heels next to me, her eyes level with mine while my right cheek rested on the tabletop. She looked rather serious and concerned, like she didn't really know if I was okay.

"You have been a good little slut, now close your eyes and rest a bit while I think of something new to do for you. You do want to do something else to pleasure me, am I right?"

I nodded, gazing up at her. Amber slowly bent forward and touched the fingers of her hand to my lips. I could feel that they were glistening wet, and when I opened my mouth and sucked at them I could taste my own juice on them. She let me suck them clean, then she got up and went away, but I could still hear her heels clicking around the room. Following her last order I closed my eyes, relaxed and waited for her to tell me what to do next.

When my pulse finally reached a level where I could actually hear more than the blood cursing through my ears I reopened my eyes and tried to look around a bit. Jenny and Sarah were still chained a few feet away from me, both gagged, and stared down at me. Apart from them I couldn't see anybody; evidently our tormenters had left us alone for a while. Sarah seemed to be in a state of shock, staring out blindly into noting, but Sarah's gaze weighted heavily on me, accusing me with her eyes. I didn't understand why she looked at me that way, because I was neither responsible for her being here, nor anything else, but something seemed to have greatly upset her.

While I still thought about what this something could have been Amber came walking back in, ignoring me fully and instead going over to my two friends. She had shed the dildo harness and now carried a flat black paddle in her right hand. It didn't look particular nasty, but I had already leant not to trust the looks of the things that occupied the dungeon.

"Now, now, you look quite upset, my cutie, like it had been you who I've just fucked till she nearly blacked out. Jealous?"

Sarah's eyes widened, but the gag prevented her from saying a thing, so she just shook her head vehemently. She suddenly seemed rather afraid than upset. Amber just smiled, signalling to someone I couldn't see, and Adam came over to her, releasing Sarah from her bonds and dragging her over to the strange thing that looked roughly like a buck we had used in the gym. He then chained and tied her arms and ankles to the feet of the instalment, leaving her naked ass high up in the air for everyone to see, even more prone than my own position. I could hear her whimper even over the gag that muffled most other noises. The thing that really amazed me about the whole thing was that she still hadn't struggled, after seeing what they had just done to me.

Amber walked around the tied-up girl, till she stood directly behind her, stroking her behind slowly with the paddle.

"It seems like you and that blond haired bitch over there hadn't had much attention of me until now, so I thought I might give you a quick reminder of what it means to obey me, or suffer. The horse can be used for many entertaining positions, this one only being the easiest."

After making sure that Sarah was bound tightly and unable to move, Amber swung the paddle for the first time. It made a strangely clapping sound when it contacted with Sarah's ass, followed by a gag-muffled scream. From my point of view it didn't really look all that painful, but I was glad not to be in my friend's place.

Amber swung the paddle again, this time harder, and I could see Sarah's body jerk when she struck her ass. Again the girl tried to cry out, but it only sounded like she coughed. Amber then sped up her strikes, soon making the clashing of leather on skin a constant noise, from time to time disturbed by Sarah's dampened cries.

Finally the woman ceased her activity, looking down at her work. I could see that Sarah's bottom was now bright red, and it must have hurt her a lot because even after the torment had ended she didn't stop moaning into her gag. Amber just left her were she was and went over to the other girl, Jenny.

Jenny snapped to attention when Amber took hold of her left nipple and twisted hard. I could see my friends training against her bonds, but it didn't help her in getting away from Amber.

"And now to you, slut. What should I do now with you to get your attention? I seem to have neglected you badly, judging from that bored stares of yours."

Jenny tried to say something through the gag, but Amber silenced her with a hard slap at her face.

"Did I give you permission to try to speak? No? Then why are you trying to say something?"

The girl stilled in her bonds, just staring with bulging eyes straight ahead. Amber began circling her, running her hands over Jenny's body, again paying special attention to her nipples, then fingering her slit briefly.

"I guess you've had enough up there today, haven't you, cutesy? Let's try something else . how would you like licking your friend's pussy? I'm sure Sarah would like that now, after my little treatment."

Even from a distance I could see jenny tense up. If Amber had told her that she was going to kill her the next moment, she couldn't have looked any paler. In that very second I guess I had done almost everything to trade places with Jenny.

Quickly Jenny was loosened from her chains and brought over the kneel behind Sarah, who was still too absorbed in her own pain to realize what was going on. To my surprise Tom came over to me and began loosening the additional leather straps that bound me to the table. When I looked at him, he just shrugged and continued to undo the chains.

"I guess she wants to make sure that they know you're watching them. Nothing big, so don't try anything stupid."

I could see a faint glint in his eyes, and when he had finally unhooked the last chain he yanked me to my feet in one forceful motion. I yelped as my feet gave way under me, and I would have fallen to the floor had he not been standing behind me to catch my body. I felt terribly weak, and my muscles simply refused to work.

Adam dragged me over to where Amber was giving instructions to Jenny, who looked just devastated. Sarah evidently had also been informed about what was going to happen, because I could hear muffled sounds coming from her, and she tried to move in her tight restraints. Adam just stood me up next to the two girls, gripping me hard around my middle section and pinning my arms to my body. Even if I had had the strength I wouldn't have been able to move around much more than Sarah.

Amber bent down and cupped Jenny's face in her hand, forcing her to look up at me.

"You see, your little friend here will see exactly what you are doing, so keep in mind that you have quite an audience. Don't disappoint her, or you might just trade places with Sarah here."

When she mentioned Sarah's name, she curtly slapped the bound girls' behind, drawing some sounds from her. Jenny just looked ready to cry, but didn't resist when Amber forced her head nearer to Sarah's crotch. When the girl just stayed rigid where Amber had forced her too, Amber slapped her briefly.

"Again I won't tell you. Now you better begin to lick her cunt, or else I will make you regret that for the rest of your life!"

I could see tears running over Jenny's face and she shook all over, but she bent even closer to Sarah and slowly extended her tongue towards her friends' sex. When she touched her, Sarah also began to shake nearly uncontrollably, only held in place by the tight bondage.

"Come on, she won't bite."

Amber took hold of Jenny's head again and forced her face into Sarah's crotch. When she let loose again, Jenny had started to hesitantly lick the tender folds of her friends' most private region.

I could feel Adam's breath hot on the side of my neck, and while Jenny reluctantly began to put up a bit more of enthusiasm he reached between my legs from behind and began to just rub his fingers up and down my slit.

"Beware, little slut, I haven't forgotten what you have done earlier, and if my Mistress hadn't told me not to hurt or touch you, I would right now fuck you senseless. But there will be another time, just hope that she won't let you be totally at my mercy."

To punctuate his words he grabbed my clit between his thumb and forefinger and twisted hard. Pain shot up through my body that had absolutely nothing to do with pleasure, but no sound escaped my mouth, because in just that moment he pressed me still tighter to his body, and I needed all the air that was left inside of me for breathing. When he finally let go of my clit I would have fallen down again hadn't me held me so tight.

During his little demonstration Jenny had, encouraged by another slap, begun to really suck and lick at Sarah's sex, her face bright red, while little mewing noises could be heard from Sarah, she wasn't entirely immune to the treatment that her best friend was giving her. I stared down at the two, who both looked equally embarrassed and aroused, wondering what they were thinking at the very moment. When I looked up again I could see Amber studying my face, idly patting Jenny's head. I didn't know what to do, so I just looked back at the leather-clad woman, who then smiled at me before turning back at the two girls on the floor.

"Okay, enough for now, stop it."

Jenny haltered in mid-motion as if struck by lighting and inched away from Sarah, who stung stood passively in her bound position.

"I guess that was enough for now. Adam, please place your burden over there at the cross, they you two bring these sluts into their chamber and feed them. Afterwards I want them prepared for the night; I will come check on them later."

I could feel Adam nod, then he simply holstered me up and dragged me over to one of the devices I hadn't been able to place a name or purpose on when I had seen it before. Now that the woman had called it a cross I saw what she meant. It consisted of two wide planks that crossed each other, with leather restraints at about 1/3 away from the ends, being positioned horizontally to the floor on top of a stable looking construction. He just dumped me on it, secured my arms at the elbows and wrists, and my legs at the knees and ankles, and left me there. For once there seemed to be no chain dangling down from above, so at least I would stay this way, but I had not the faintest idea what this whole thing was about. At least with the horse my imagination had brought something up, here it failed me, maybe being for the better.

Amber joined me while I could see my two friends being led away by the men. Somehow I envied them again, knowing that for me the day wouldn't be over for some time to come.

"Now tell me, what do you think about what I had your two little friends do just now?"

I had dreaded this question from the moment on when I had realized that she had been watching me watch them, and I still didn't have a good answer. So I just told her what came into my mind, dreading not answering more.

"I just don't know, Mistress."

She smiled faintly, irritating me a bit by that. She seemed to smile too often for my comfort, and not always did this smile mean something good for me. Before she spoke again, she slowly brushed some strands of hair off my face and shoulders so that it was either trapped underneath me or hanging down loosely.

"You have to have your own thoughts about it. Just tell me, you won't me judged by your answers. I just want to know what's going on inside of you. You don't show your emotions quite so well as they do."

I blinked briefly, trying to get more time to think. Maybe I wasn't showing much because I didn't feel much. But what had I really felt while looking down at them?

"I guess I was a little bit envious, Mistress."

"Envious?"

I couldn't say if she mocked me or sounded really surprised, so I tried to explain it further.

"They looked like it was the most horrible thing in the world, while I thought that it was nothing compared to ."

I hesitated, not finishing the sentence. I guess it wouldn't be too bright to admit how painful the things were that she did to me, so I just let it slide, knowing that she probably knew from the start what I was going to say. So she finished my sentence.

"Nothing compared to what you had to suffer?"

I waited for scorn from her side, but she just calmly caressed my shoulder and arm, so I nodded.

"Yes, Mistress."

Amber sighed, a reaction I hadn't anticipated, and leaned down to me, so that her body nearly touched mine in some places.

"I know that, and you are probably right. But they would have broken under the things that I did to you, and I don't want to break them, yet. As for you, you are strong enough to live through them, and for you I have other things in mind. I guess till now you haven't been held too short if it came to the prospect of pleasuring you?"

For a moment I thought she wanted to taunt me, but she looked rather serious, so I thought a moment over that.

"I never thought that I might come to like anything that would be happening to me down here, but you have proven me wrong."

Amber smiled again, tracing my lips now with her finger tips.

"I would like to continue your training. I don't often find girls who adept that fast, and seem to like parts of the things I do to them, and you evidently liked it when I fucked you before. Now what do you say about that?"

Now I stared, not knowing what she had just implied by that. I wasn't here of my own free will, hadn't done a thing without putting up a fight, and here she asked me if I wanted this to go on?

Something must have shown on my face, because her smile grew a bit sad around the edges. "I know, it sounds strange at the moment, but there is a real difference. Of course I won't let you go either way, but if you take my offer I will try to find your weaknesses and strengths, using both to bring you the worst possible pain and pleasure both. If you decline I will just tell the boys that they are free to do everything they want to do with you, and I guess Adam would really like that."

I swallowed hard, realizing that I didn't really have a choice.

"Can I ask a question, Mistress?"

She nodded, backing me to speak.

"What will you do to me exactly if I take that offer?"

Amber shrugged, frowning a bit as if there were far too many things to put into a simple answer.

"For once, I will introduce you to all types of bondage and torture. By the end of the week there won't be many items in this room or the others that you haven't felt on your body. It will be very painful for you, and you will possibly carry some of the marks for quite some time, but I will not seriously damage your body. On the other hand I will show you just how much pleasure there can be in each of these things, if you behave yourself and really want me to dominate you. There will not be a real backing out, but you will always have the choice to end this, returning to the alternative."

"And how long will all of this take, either way?"

Now she really smiled mischievously.

"Now that's a question I can't tell you the answer to because I don't know it. Maybe a month, maybe more, maybe forever. Depends on how things will work out. But you won't get out of here earlier if you refuse my offer, if you wanted to know that."

Somehow it was spooky how she always seemed to know what I was thinking. I didn't really know what to reply to that, so I stood mute, waiting for her to continue, which she did after several seconds.

"I could give you some time to think this whole thing through, but as the option to return to your friends always stays open, I want your decision now. But don't let yourself be mislead by your stubbornness, agreeing now doesn't mean that I expect from you that from now on you will be my obedient little slave. It just means that you agree that what I have done to you today has somehow been appealing to you, and that you want to know more, the only option being that you have no other option if you decline. Now what do you say?"

Somehow this was a bit rushed, but as she put it the only option was whether I would agree and get something out of it, or decline and be at their total mercy with no hope of finding anything bearable. It was a not too difficult decision.

"I agree to it, Mistress."

Amber smiled and kissed me briefly on my lips, surprising me by that. When she saw my look of total bewilderment, she leaned in closer still, now really touching my upper body with hers.

"I said before that I want you to stay a virgin for some time, but there are other ways of finding pleasure, if you just want it. You can always say no and waive the pleasure I offer you, but I will offer it to you. Or do you also abhor the thought of being with another woman?"

I just shook my head. It seemed to be the most reasonable thing to do, as it was at least halfway the truth, and somehow I couldn't deny to her that I didn't find the idea of kissing her somehow arousing. And if it kept her from hurting me, better still.

Amber parted her lips a bit, toughing them again to mine, and this time she stayed. When she felt me kissing back she forced my lips open with her tongue and began to explore my mouth, all the while holding my face gently. When she pulled away I couldn't deny that I was a little bit disappointed, which brought a glint into her eyes.

"Not just now, my little hungry slut, there are still some things that I have to do to you now before we will continue that. If you're a good little slut, I should add. Now let's see what I could do next to that lovely body of yours."

She got up again and went to one of the cabinets that lined the walls. Soon she came back, bringing with her a bowl of water, shaving cream and a razor. I could keep a frown off my face, and when she saw it, Amber just smiled as she knelt down between my feet.

"A slave like you should not look that neglected like you do right now. That hairy bush really has to come off. As you will be totally nude most of the time your cunt should be fully exposed for all to see. Now stay still, you don't want me to cut you down there, now do you?"

Amber didn't really wait for a reply from me, but instead lathered my pubic hair, put some shaving cream on and began to slowly shave me. She was evidently used to it, because her slow strokes removed all the hair in no time.

When she had finished, Amber poured some water down over my pussy to wash away the last remains of the foam. When she was satisfied with the result she picked up the things again and put them away. Back she came with three red burning candles.

"This won't be all that bad, it will rather be a test for your strength of will. When enough wax has been liquefied by the flame, I will slowly let it drop down your body. If you stay silent and don't flinch too much, I will stop after some minutes, and that will be all for today for you. But if you throw a fit or something like that, I will continue until it will really get unbearable. Understand me?"

I just nodded, a little bit frightened. I knew how much candle wax burned on my fingers, and I sort of liked that sensation, but from the way she had put it, it would be far worse on other body parts. And I trusted her to find the worst of these.

Amber smiled down at me again then she put the candles on the floor so that I couldn't see them, and began to slowly caress my body. She just let her fingers slide over my skin, just touching my thighs and belly, not even coming close to my more intimate parts.

"If you behave yourself now, I will just send you back to your friends, secure you to the wall but let you sleep on the floor. So you will have the chance of getting some sleep if you want. But we'll see later about that."

She crouched down and came back up with one of the candles in her hands. The candles were rather large in diameter, and burnt down a bit already. Amber walked around me, coming to stand by my head. She slowly bent over and extended the hand with the candle that it was roughly above my belly.

"Don't flinch."

Before I could really prepare and tense up, she dipped the candle to one side, and the hot wax splashed down on the flat above my belly button. It hurt like hell. I tried to rise up a bit or move slightly, but the restraints held me down, and I could only really move my ass, but at least I didn't cry out.

When I opened my tightly shut eyes again, I saw Amber still standing where she had been before, frowning down at me.

"Now I know that you can do better. I told you to hold still, and I expect you to follow my orders. Or do you deliberately break them, slut?"

I hurried to shake my head, but her frown stayed.

"Show me that you mean it. You won't move now, understand?"

"Yes, Mistress!"

My voice sounded a bit scared, and I guess it was that tone that made her smile again. The she bent over a bit more, and I glued my eyes to the candle, clenching my wrists and tightening my muscles. I would try everything this time not to flinch, or try it. It was useless if I did it, but I feared that I wouldn't be able to repress that instinct.

Amber let the wax drip down on me again, this time a little higher, between my breasts. Maybe it was her thread, or the inability to move higher on my body, but this time I succeeded in only gasping slightly without squeaming around in my bound position.

"Good girl. Now continue that way, and we won't have any problems."

She patted me briefly on the head while she put down the candle and came up with the next one. This time she didn't warn me, and when the hot wax splashed down on my left nipple I let out a cry, but grinding my back into the wood underneath you so that I wouldn't move too much. It hurt so much worse on my breast that it took me some time to steady my breath again.

When she saw that I was calming down again Amber continued, this time with my right nipple. It couldn't be possible, but I had the sensation that it burnt even worse there, but I didn't flinch much.

Amber exchanged the candles again, still smiling down at me. This time she didn't spend the wax in two or more rounds, but dragged it in a line from my left breast to my right. I sort of reared p in my restraints, but couldn't do much except tighten my body up further. It hurt so much that I thought that I couldn't bear it any more. When the wax finally cooled bows a bit I could feel it harden on my nipple, getting them hard and erect in the process.

"Maybe I have overestimated you. It seems like you are more squeamish that I thought. If you go on like this you will really get me angry."

I wanted to assure her that I didn't mean it like that, but she put her hand down on my mouth before I could even open it fully.

"Spare me your lame excuses. If you want to spend a very painful and uncomfortable night, just go on like this."

When she let me go I just stared up at her, but staying mute. She really looked kind of enraged when she moved to my side and picked up the candle again. This time she didn't look at my body but stared into my face when she upended it, splashing all the wax over my belly. I clenched up and tried not to move, but it was nearly impossible.

The wax of the next candle came again in one rush, this time over the middle of my belly, running in a hot runnel down the sides of my body. It hurt so much that my vision began to blur for some minutes, and my clenched muscles already began to quiver a bit, but I didn't loosen them, afraid of what would happen if I didn't try to tense up as much as possible.

Amber picked up the third candle again, this time leaning down over my belly again, and smiling up at me rather nastily. Then she slowly dipped it, so that the wax came down in only a very small line, hitting me low at my belly. Then she titled the candle up a bit so that the wax began to flow over my body. But this time it didn't run over my sides, but slowly crept down to me lower lips.

I sensed up even more when I felt the hot stream getting to the top of my pubic region that had formerly been covered by hair. I inhaled sharply and clenched my jaw shut so that I wouldn't scream, but the wax ran out just before it touched the inner folds of my vagina. When it had cooled a bit I let out a sigh, but the nasty smile on Amber's face made me grow pale a bit.

This time she didn't wait long for the first candle to built up much wax but just picked it up after she had put up the third one, positioning it over my vagina.

"If you don't wreathe now you will make up some of your faults from before. But for that I don't want to you move, and I don't want to hear anything from you."

Then she upended the candle, and the wax continued its path down my slit. My body shook from the tension I built up, and I bit my tongue hard to keep from screaming. All the other pain seemed to be nothing compared to this, and my world went blank for some moments, the searing pain being the only thing that existed.

This time I took me much longer to calm down again, and I couldn't really stop panting. All the time Amber just looked down at me, no single emotion showing on her face. Then she moved up to my head again, and I saw that she had a blindfold in her hands. I could feel my eyes grow wide. If she blindfolded me and I couldn't see when she let the wax splash down I wouldn't be able to prepare for it. But considering the not-yet subsided pain I wasn't so sure if I could stand any more whether I could prepare for it or not.

Without any further words she put the black cloth over my eyes, making me totally blind. I could feel my pulse speed up when I heard her heels clicking when she moved away again. Then I heard and felt nothing, and this really frightened me. Was she just standing there and looking at me or did she hold the next candle already poised towards my body?

I tried to tighten my muscles again, but it only resulted in a slight cramp in my behind. I whimpered in frustration, and futilely tried to get my muscles to do what I wanted them to do, but didn't succeed. Amber must have been watching me, because she chose just the moment when I hadn't tensed up in the least for the next wax treatment.

This time when let it again drip down on my breasts, but only in small droplets, alternating between my boobs. I was so startled that I didn't move nor cry out, but it still hurt. Just when the last drops began to cool she continued down my belly, causing my muscles there to spasm, too. My breath caught in my throat and I tried to press my body against the cross so that I wouldn't move, when she stopped again near my pubic region.

I couldn't suppress a small whimper when the silence stretched, dreading her to continue where she had stopped, but nothing happened for quite some time. I didn't loosen up, still afraid that she was just waiting for that. Then I felt her touching me, slowly running a finger down my slit, skipping lightly over the solid wax crust.

Next I heard her heels clicking, and Amber removed the blindfold. I couldn't read anything on her face, but she held the extinct candles in her hands while she gazed down at me. Then she went to the wall again, returning with a crop that looked like the one she had earlier used on me, but smaller and with a plastic plate on top. When she touched it on my belly and slowly ran it up to my breasts I could feel that it was not as hard as it had felt like.

She stopped between my breasts, bringing the crop away from my body again. Amber flexed it again, as it to show me how easily it bent, then she swung it down on my right breast. I inhaled sharply and tensed up as much as I could, but it didn't hurt as much as the wax before. Again she slapped me, and little junks of wax began flying away from my breasts.

Amber continued whipping my breast, paying special attention to the nipple, until all the wax had peeled away. Then she continued to my other side, again whipping the tender flesh until it was clean of wax. For my belly she didn't take that much time, but when she moved between my legs the stroked got harder and harder, and it cost me my whole strength not to cry out.

Finally she put the whip away again, still looking down at me without any emotion on my face. Again she went to the cabinet, coming back with a strange leather harness and a small butt plug. She put down the new things and began to loosen my restraints. When she finished she told me harshly to get up. I tried to follow her order quickly, but it took me some tries to stand on my own feet again. My whole body shook from the former tension, and I wasn't really sure that I would be able to walk.

Amber told be to hold still, which I did, while she chinched the belt part of the harness around my waist. She put it on with more tension than necessary, narrowing down my waist painfully. Then she told me to open my mouth. When I complied she put the butt plug in and out of it several times, telling me to lube it up as best as I could.

When she was satisfied she told me to turn around, bend down over the cross and open my legs. She inserted the plug in one swift movement, making me gasp in pain. Then she told me to get up again, drawing a strap between my legs and over the plug, securing it at the back of the waist band, again making sure that it fit too tightly.

Next she produced a short leash which she connected to my collar, and began to lead me to the other room. It took me rather long to stumble after her, but Amber didn't particularly hurry. When she led me into the other room I could see my two friends curled up on the floor, both gagged and with their feet drawn up to their chests and their arms wrapped around them, bound into this position by various straps.

Amber led me to the opposite wall, connecting the leash to one of the rings in the wall, and told me to sit down. The plug moved uncomfortably in my body, but it didn't really hurt. It was just annoying. Then she chained my wrists together, connecting them to the wall above my head. My feet she let unbound. After a rough examination of her work she bent down to me again, fondling my still hurting nipples while she whispered to me.

"I expect you to stay silent for the night, and find you in exactly this position when I return in the morning. Do I make myself clear?"

I nodded, too tired to do something different. Amber smiled again, patting my head slightly.

"You've not been a good slave today, but it takes time and lots of training to control ones body. If you try a bit more you will soon succeed. Now sleep, tomorrow will be a busy day for you."

With that she got up again and left the room. After she was gone the lights dimmed till I could hardly see anything, and fell asleep before I could even think about my miserable position.

TO BE CONTINUED - Feedback greatly appreciated (mail to dari69@hotmail.com)