[Previous] [Next] [Current Results] [Get Thread] [Author Profile] [Post] [Post] [Reply] [Image] [Image] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Article 99 of 314 Subject: THE LOTTERY 39/49 From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***) Date: 1997/03/20 Message-Id: <5gqcep$k3k@sjx-ixn2.ix.netcom.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories [More Headers] [Chapter 32 - Part 2] It took another fifteen minutes or so before the red-haired girl was led into my presence. She looked scared but was hiding it reasonably well. Her hands had been tied behind her back and a leather collar locked around her neck. A leash dangled from the collar to Rachel's wrist. Tara was barefooted and wore only a thin nylon dressing gown that reached about two or three inches below her crotch. The gown was held in place by a sash that was in imminent danger of coming loose, since it wasn't knotted. I nodded my approval to Rachel and held out my hand. The indian girl knelt and presented me with the leash, just as Mei had with Gina. "Good evening, Tara." I said gravely. Tara didn't say anything, just nodding quickly. "It's 8:36 PM." I said. "That means you belong to me until 6 AM, body and soul. I'm going to give you one final chance to back out. If you don't take it I will force you to have sex with me, and do kinky and perverted things to you. Do you want to back out?" "No." She finally managed. "I'll stay." "You understand I'm going to rape you tonight?" "Yes." She shivered. "Yes, master." I corrected her gently. She swallowed. "Yes, master." She whispered. "And this is what you want?" "Yes." She answered. "Master!" She added as I tugged sharply on the leash. "If you forget to call me master again you'll be punished." I said softly. "Do not forget, slave girl." "No, master. I won't forget." Tara said quickly. "See that you don't. Do you see that cushion, Tara?" "Yes, master." She said. "By kneeling on it you will give yourself to me. Once you've done so there's no turning back, you will have given me complete control of your body until 6 AM. Do you understand?" "Yes, master." She stared at the cushion like a bird at a snake. "If you don't want to do this, say so now and I'll let you go. Or you can go kneel on the cushion, giving yourself to me unconditionally. If you kneel you'll forfeit every right you have, except freedom from injury, disease, or pregnancy. Now choose." I stepped forward and unclipped the leash from her collar. She shivered for a moment, then looked at me, searching my face for something. Not finding it she looked at the girls behind me. I followed her gaze. Mei's face was impassive, most of the other girls smiled encouragingly, especially Rachel. Tara bit her lip and looked at the cushion. It was a large cushion, one of the kind you scatter around the floor to lie on. It was hot pink, and silky. It was a shocking contrast to the grey cement floor it rested on. Tara tested the rope that held her arms pinned behind her. "You won't hurt me?" It was a plea. "I won't injure you." I said. "I may hurt you if you displease me. Or if I want to see you cry. Now choose." Tara paled, looking at the other girls again. "It's ok, Tara." Rachel said. "It's a wonderful life. Join us." "You would be welcome." Mei said softly. Her face still betrayed no emotion, but her words were gentle, sincere. Tara sobbed and stumbled to the cushion. Everyone held their breath as she paused, still crying. Before she could lose her nerve she knelt, legs together. Pandemonium broke out. The entire harem applauded, with whistles and shouts mixed in a general babble of welcome. The weeping girl was startled into forgetting her tears as the ovation continued. Finally I turned and motioned for silence. It took only a few seconds, mostly for the girls to notice me. "I'm pleased you have such a high regard for your new harem sister." I said into the silence. Turning, I spoke directly to Tara. "Welcome home, Tara O'Keefe. May your life with us fulfill your fondest dreams. You come here a virgin, and frightened. You'll wake tomorrow without your cherry, and without your fear. Rise, my fairie queen. Come to your master and submit." Somewhat in shock she rose awkwardly to her feet and stumbled up to me. She towered over the rest of us, having to bow her head not out of submission, but simply to meet my eyes. "Before I take you, I'm going to show you some of the things you can expect to have happen to you." I said. "But first, you must be suitably dressed. Rachel, untie her hands." The Apache girl freed her quickly. Before Tara realized what my intention was, I stripped her with one quick movement. She bleated and reflexively covered herself. "Melinda, bring me a ball gag and a pair of hand cuffs." I said. Silently the Phillipino girl sped to obey. Tara dropped her arms, realizing how useless it was. I took the cuffs from Melinda and told Tara to put her arms behind her back. Shivering she did so, standing meekly while I cuffed her. Then I ordered her to kneel on the cushion again. She did, with legs together. "Tara, you must never close your legs." I said, looking down at her. "It's a challenge to your master. Now spread your legs, wide apart." Blushing, Tara did so, her crotch settling into the silky material. She hung her head. "Look at me." I commanded. I showed her the gag in my hand, a bright red ball on a leather strap. "Do you know what this is, slave girl?" "No, master." She said. "It's called a ball gag. It prevents you from making any noise. I'm going to use it on you now, open your mouth." Trembling, Tara did as she was told. The ball went in and she winced as the tightening strap pulled her hair. I also reattached the leash. "One thing you must learn is total obedience." I said. "If you fail to obey an order you will be punished. Alima disobeyed an order, I'm going to make you watch as I punish her. This is just a warning to you, Tara, you haven't disobeyed me yet, I don't plan to punish you tonight." I tugged upward on the leash. Tara scrambled to her feet somewhat less than gracefully, not yet adjusted to her bondage. I gave the leash to Rachel. "Alima, come here." I said coldly. Timidly the Arabic girl did so. "Strip." Trembling, she took off her clothes. I took her naked body to a framework and made her stand still as I spread-eagled her, restraining her with locking metal manacles at wrists and ankles. Then I went to the wall and took down a cane like the one I'd used on Thuy that first night. Alima's eyes widened as she saw it. "Master, please, no!" She begged, really frightened. She strained ineffectively at her restraints. "I gave you a direct order, Alima, and you disobeyed me." I said. "I'm sorry, master, I won't ever do it again, I swear!" She pleaded, eyes on the long slender switch in my hand. "I know you won't, Alima. I'm going to make sure of that tonight. But before you're punished, I'm going to explain exactly how bad your disobedience was, and how angry I am with you." "I told you to leave Tara alone. I specifically told you not to bait her, not to snap at her. I told you I was afraid that it might make her want to go home." "And you agreed not to do it. Didn't you?" "Yes, master." She hung her head, knowing I was really mad this time. "But you disobeyed me, didn't you?" "Yes, sir." The words were hardly audible. "You put tonight at risk. You made Tara feel unwanted. You endangered the harem's peace and well being." "I didn't mean to!" She said desperately. "I believe you." I said. "But that's not going to make the cane hurt any less. The fact is you disobeyed me. You're a willful, arrogant slave girl." "Yes, master." Alima was near tears. "Worse, you're not just a slave girl any more. Against my better judgement I allowed you to become a handmaiden. And what do you do? You disobey me. And not a minor infraction either, you commit one of the most major offenses, endangering the harem's peace and well being by nearly scaring off a candidate before she can be initiated." "Please, master, mercy!" Alima begged. "No, Alima. Not this time. Tonight I'm going to really hurt you. This is called a cane." I held it up. "I've only used it once, on Thuy. It drew blood." There were gasps among the girls. Tara's eyes got very wide. Alima gulped. "This time, I'm not playing, Alima. I'm very angry with you. Tonight you will suffer real pain. I give you permission to come, if you're able. It will be the only pleasure I give you." I stepped behind her. The cane made a nasty whistling sound as it cut through the air. Alima shrieked as the thin bamboo snapped against her ass. It left an angry red weal across both buttocks. "God, master, no more!" Alima cried. Ignoring her I began to cane her in earnest, not using as much force as I had with Thuy. She screamed repeatedly as I worked the line of welts down her legs, then back up her abused ass, leaving ugly red X's against her pale flesh. When I stopped she slumped, exhausted. I paused only long enough to walk around in front of her. "No, please! Oh, stop, god, stop please! Plea-aaah!" She convulsed in her chains as the cane cut across both breasts. I wasn't merciful, the helpless girl jerked and twitched in agony as I worked the welts down her belly. She made an especially pitiful noise when I (lightly) struck her pussy directly. I worked the insides of her legs, then stung her sides. Moving back behind her I finished on her unmarked back, leaving not one inch of flesh unmarked. About half way through her back she started moaning. I stung her ass again and was rewarded by a low gutteral wail as she shuddered in a pain induced orgasm. It didn't last very long, and she collapsed immediately afterward. I stopped, examining her carefully. She was unconscious, but the cane hadn't drawn blood anywhere, although her body was crisscrossed with angry red lines so thickly it looked like she was wearing a red fishnet. "Help me." I commanded Mei, who helped me lay her down after we released her. Alima came to a minute later, sobbing from the pain of her welts. "Thuy, take her to her room and tend her." I ordered the vietnamese girl. Thuy had been through it, although not as savagely as Alima. She knew how to make the sting go away. She helped the Arabic girl upstairs. Sherry looked revolted. Rachel and Mei both looked frightened by the discipline, but Tara wasn't. Enjoyment was perhaps too strong a word, but Alima's punishment had stirred a spark of interest. I took Tara's leash from Rachel and gestured Melinda to come to me. She was also frightened, but she came anyway. "Tara, not all my slave girls are disobedient and must be punished. Melinda lost her virginity last night, as you will tonight. I'm very proud of her, she was magnificient. So tonight I'm going to reward her." I smiled at Melinda, who shyly smiled back. "Melinda will be chained spread-eagle on her bed and Gina will insert the Cucumber, a very sophisticated, computer controled vibrator into Melinda's body." "Eight hours of the Cucumber will make an average girl come at least six times. Melinda isn't average, she could come as many as twenty times, or go into a single massive multiple orgasm all night long." I kissed Melinda lightly. Her eyes shone. "It will bind her to me as nothing else possibly could. The day after tomorrow, she will push it into your belly. And you'll be mine forever after." I swear Tara's eyes lit up. She liked the idea of a vibrator that could make her come all night. I smiled at her. "You like that idea, don't you?" Slowly she nodded. "Sex toys turn you on?" She shrugged. "We'll just have to find out, won't we, Tara?" She looked at me quickly. I just smiled. "Gina, take Melinda to her room and impale her." I ordered. Gina and Melinda left. "Melinda's too shy, I don't think she'd respond well to an audience during insertion." I said to Tara. "But we'll drop in and see her in an hour or so, after it's had a chance to work. In the meantime you're going to find out what bondage is really like." I tugged on the leash, making Tara follow me to the bed I'd tortured Rachel in. The Apache girl shivered at the memory. Unlocking Tara's handcuffs I gestured to the bed. "Lie down on your belly." The slender girl climbed onto the bed and laid down with her legs together. I smacked her smartly on the ass. She yelped behind her gag. "Never close your legs!" I shouted. Her ankles shot apart instantly. "Bind her." I told Mei. Wordlessly the Chinese girl obeyed. I unlocked her collar and removed the gag. Tara drew a shaky breath. "We'll leave you to your thoughts, Tara." I said. "Ladies?" As I went out the door I turned off the lights. Can you imagine what Tara must have felt? Picture it: naked, strapped helplessly to a bed, alone in pitch blackness. Knowing the next person she saw would take her virginity. I got hard half way down the hall. "Rachel, I want you to stay with me. The rest of you girls have the night to yourselves. Have fun." As the rest of the girls left I turned to Rachel. "Well, Rachel?" "Master?" Rachel asked curiously. "Aren't you going to scold me for caning Alima?" "No, master." She said. "Why not?" I asked. "She deserved it." Rachel said simply. I stared at her in open surprize. "Well, she did." Rachel said, shrugging. "Maybe next time she'll be slower to let jealousy do her thinking for her." "You saw that?" I asked, impressed. "Stupid question, of course you saw it." Rachel sat down on the couch. I sat next to her, putting my arm around her. She snuggled against me. "I was very proud of the way you handled that scene in the library, Rachel. I want to thank you for it." "No need, Paul." She said, staring up at me. "I was just doing my job." "More than your job, lady." I corrected her, stroking her face. "I want to reward you for being such a wonderful person, but I don't know what I can give you." "You've given me so much already, master." Rachel said softly. "You don't have to give me anything. Your love is more than enough." I kissed her gently, lips to lips and hugged her. "My wonderful Rachel. I have to do something for you. What would you like?" "Well, we could go to my room." She said, smiling wickedly. "And you could show me how much you appreciate me." "Shameless hussy." I murmured into her hair. "What about Tara? Would it be fair to her?" "Oh you don't have to fuck me." Rachel said, laughing as I tickled her ear. She twisted away. "Since I've come here I have a new fantasy." "Really?" I sat up, delighted. "Tell me." "I fantasize you chain me to the bed and eat my pussy all night long." Rachel said. "But I've done that before." I said, puzzled. "But you've never gagged me, or blindfolded me before. I want you to do it while I'm wearing both." She said. "After I saw Sherry on the bed I just had to try it. I wanted the first time to be with you." "Thank you." I said, genuinely moved. "But the gags are all in the dungeon, so are the blindfolds." At her look of disappointment I was spurred into an idea. "Rachel, I'm going to rape you." I announced. "What? But what about Tara?" "Hang Tara!" I said expansively. "Besides, I didn't say I was going to come in you. An hour or so of cunnilingus ought to rev your engine for a quick savage rape." I grinned down at her. "Especially when you're gagged and blindfolded." "But you said the-" I hushed her. "Let's go to your room. After all, a rapist is hardly likely to buy commercial restraints, now is he?" Mystified but willing Rachel followed me to her room. "Let's see," I muttered, opening a drawer. "Ah, perfect." I pulled out a pair of stockings. "We may ruin these." I said. "So let me pay for them now." "They're yours, master." She said expansively. "My gift to you." "No, now that's not fair. Especially since-ah ha!" I pulled out a half dozen silk scarfs. Rachel cocked her head as I chortled. "These are perfect. Where'd you get 'em?" I asked. "In town. I like those scarves, master. You aren't going to ruin them, are you?" "Naw, silk's very, very strong." I said, grinning at her. "Stronger than even our lovely Mei Ling. Ready?" "Yes." She said. "What's on your mind?" "A savage rape, I think. I won't hurt you of course, but I am going to overpower you. So get ready." Rachel cocked her head at me. "You want me to struggle?" "Of course. Uh-you don't know karate or anything do you?" I asked uneasily, remembering how quickly Mei had put Tara down. "No, master." Rachel said with a smile. "I'm just a helpless girl against a big strong rapist." Helpless like a rattlesnake. If push came to shove I wouldn't care to go against Rachel. She'd be likely to grab a kitchen knife and perform impromptu surgery of a man's privates. Fortunately, though, she was on my side. I lunged unexpectedly, slamming into Rachel and bowling her over backward onto the bed. Before she'd recovered from her surprized I had my knees between her legs and her arms over her head. Quickly I wrapped the scarf around her wrists several times and knotted it. By now Rachel was bucking and screaming loudly. I let her struggles guide her exactly where I wanted her, then looped the ends of the scarf through a conventient hole in the headboard, knotting them where her fingers couldn't reach. I leaped off the struggling girl and grabbed up a handful of scarfs. Rachel was well into her part now, kicking savagely at me, forcing me to come in from the headboard side. A girl's legs are much stronger than her arms. I found that out the hard way, finally having to sit hard on her thighs to control her. But I finally managed to get her ankles tied, though it took nearly ten minutes. Had I been raping her for real, her screams would have already brought an army. "Shut up, bitch!" I yelled at her finally, very loud. She froze in shock. "Damn, you make more noise than a housefull of burning cats! You want something to scream about, I'll give you something to scream about!" I started taking my clothes off, smirking down at her. To tell the truth I was tired from our struggle, glad that the next hour would be cunnilingus, not intercourse. Rachel eyed me wildly. "Don't rape me, please! Let me go and I won't say anything, I promise!" "Oh, I'll let you go, right enough." I said, grinning. "After I've pumped you full of my meat. Yeah, slut, we's gonna have a real good time, you and me. A real, fine time. And I know you ain't gonna say nothing, 'cause you'll be too busy crawling after me, begging for more!" Naked now, I reached down and unbuttoned her dress. She whimpered and struggled weakly, unable to get any purchase against the tight scarves. I couldn't get her dress off because of the way she was tied, so I finally pushed the whole thing up over her head and up her arms. She was wearing sexy bra and panties, black lacy nothings. I got the bra off easily enough and began to maul her breasts, making her cry out at my roughness. But her nipples got hard and she panted in excitement, so she couldn't have minded too much. "Look at this!" I said, pushing my hand in her panties. She was wet already, and gasped at the rough insertion of a finger. "You're already ready bitch. Hot damn!" I pulled her panties down to her ankles. "You lay still like a good little whore and you won't get no bruises." I warned her. She was limp as I untied her ankles, pulling the panties off. I quickly tied her ankles apart with two more scarves, then studied the panties in my hand, sniffing them lightly. They smelled strongly of her juices. I grinned and grabbed the stockings. Rolling them up I made a large ball which I then wrapped her panties around. "You make too much noise." I said. "Probably deafen me when you get a cuntful of my prick. So we'll just take care of that little problem right now." I pinched her nose closed. "Open up, honey. Time to taste your own pussy." Rachel started to turn her head aside but I grabbed a nipple and tweaked it hard. She yelped. "None of that, now. I'll bet you lick pussy all the time, what's a little more pussy juice? Now open wide, papa's got a big surprize. Ahh, that's right, whore, take it all in. Now don't spit it out! Here's a nice pretty scarf to make sure you get a real good taste." I slipped the scarf under her head, trapping her hair as I tied it tightly around her mouth. "There, pretty as a picture!" I took another scarf and blindfolded her with it. By now I was hard, and Rachel's bound body beckoned. She was already wet enough, so I surprized her. She shrieked as my weight came down on her, pressing my cock into her pussy without warning. I began moving quickly and deeply. Rachel cried out, threshing in her bonds. The feel of her body struggling under mine turned me on. I put my arms under her and squeezed her as hard as I could, bearing down with my full weight. Rachel shuddered, then shuddered again. I felt myself getting too excited, so reluctantly I slammed as deep as I could, then shuddered to simulate coming and pulled out. Without pause I attacked her pussy, eating her roughly, but careful not to bite. She came after twenty minutes or so, as my roughness turned gentle. Looking up at the clock I noticed almost an hour had passed. Rachel was twitching now, trying to signal me to stop, she'd had enough. So I did, and released her. "God, that was intense." She said, panting. "When you raped me I thought I was going to come right then. Why didn't you keep going?" "I overexcited myself." I said ruefully. "Since I wasn't wearing a condom, and you're still not on the pill I thought prudence the better part of valor." "An honorable withdrawl?" She asked deadpan. I stared at her, rendered speechless by the atrocious pun. "You've been hanging around Mei too long." I said after regaining control. She grinned at me. "Now, get dressed, we've got a slave girl to break in." I said, grabbing my clothes. Rachel dressed slowly, taking a moment to gather up the silk scarves and put them neatly away. She started to get a new pair of panties when I stopped her. "No underwear." I said. "You aren't going to need it." Rachel actually blushed, though with her complexion it was hard to tell. I gave her instructions on what I wanted her to do when we got to the dungeon. ------------------------- Send any comments you'd like to make to: Roger [74710,275]  [Image] [Image] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- [Previous] [Next] [Current Results] [Get Thread] [Author Profile] [Post] [Post] [Reply] --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Home Power Search Post to Usenet Ask DN Wizard Help Why use DN? | Advertising Info | Press Releases | Jobs | Policy Stuff Copyright © 1995-97 Deja News, Inc. All rights reserved.