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Collected by Djian
Updated feb 13 - 2009

another story by Excalibur

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Blackmailing Tina
by Excalibur

Excalibur_1949 (at) hotmail (dot) com


Tina had been drunk. Or it would never have happened in the first place. Tom was away on business, and Harry was already in the pub when she had arrived.


She hadn’t seen Harry since they were at school together over fifteen years previously, and they spent the evening catching up on old friends, and lives between leaving school and now.


Harry had been married, but his wife, Christine, had died from cancer a couple of years back, whilst Tina was happily married to Tom, though they didn’t have any children. Apparently, Tom fired blanks, but they were happy even without kids.


As the evening wore on, the two old school mates continued to drink, perhaps more than Tina was used to, and she was sure Harry was getting her doubles instead of singles. But, what the hell, they hadn’t seen each other for fifteen years, and probably wouldn’t again for another fifteen.


How she ended up in his car, she could never quite remember, but she somehow managed to direct Harry to her house, to drop her off. But that went wrong too, as Harry was soon inside her house, and sat next to her on the sofa.


Tina remembered feeling a little light headed, but even so, when Harry leaned forwards, his lips close to hers, Tina found herself responding. Even as his hands moved slowly to her breasts, she opened her mouth wider and accepted his tongue, kissing him back hard.


She didn’t remember taking her top off, or her bra, but Harry’s lips were suddenly sucking gently at her nipple, as his hand stroked her leg, sliding slowly beneath her skirt.


Her fingers were running through his hair as she felt herself getting turned on more and more, especially when Harry’s fingers slowly slid across her pussy, over her lace panties. Not even realising she was doing so. Tine opened her legs wider, allowing Harry better access, as his fingers slid under the lace, and touched her flesh, her wet flesh.


From that point, everything was a blur, but she did know that Harry and her had fucked, and she knew he was good at it. She remembered him being inside her, his cock pounding at her pussy, but could not remember how they had got to that point.


Nor did she remember him taking out his camera phone and taking pictures of her, fully nude, one or two of her with his cock in her mouth. Harry promised to delete them, and she watched as he did so. But he hadn’t, he had saved them, all of them, and was threatening to send the images to Tom, unless she did as he wanted.


For days Tina tortured herself wondering if she should tell Tom herself what had happened. But she knew what his reaction would be. There would be a great argument, and he would leave, which would leave her with nothing, as the house was in his name, as was the car and the bank account.


Harry telephoned her on the third day and told her to meet him at the park, away from prying eyes. She wanted to tell him no, but, she guessed that if he were capable of keeping the pictures and blackmailing her, then he was probably capable of sending them to Tom, and that was her worst nightmare.


Until that night, she had never been unfaithful to Tom, not even considered it. She guessed, afterwards, that Harry may have slipped something into one or more of her drinks, but she could not remember seeing him do so. that, of course, didn’t mean he hadn’t, it just meant she hadn’t seen him do it.


But she had never got that drunk before, and had never been unfaithful before. And now, Harry had the evidence, and was threatening to use it if she didn’t meet him.


Harry had even told her what to wear, so he must have been looking through her wardrobe that night as well, perhaps even taken pictures of what clothes she had. What he had told her to wear to meet him was pure slut. Short tight skirt, in red, a remnant from her youthful days, a tight top in pink, flat shoes, and neither bra or panties.


Tina toyed with the idea of not going, or not wearing what he had told her to do, but fear played a large part in her decision to do as he had said.


She had to walk over half a mile from her car to where Harry had told her to meet him, on the far side of the wooded area in the park. Tina just hoped no-one who knew her saw her. uf it got back to Tom that she had been down the park dressed that way, he would want to know why, and there was no excuse that she could think of that would soothe the waters.


Harry was sat under a tree, waiting for her. he smiled when he saw her, and beckoned her to sit down close by, but not next to him. The skirt made things awkward, as there was no ladylike way to sit down, and she guessed Harry knew this. She saw him smile as she had finally managed to sit, and guessed he had glimpsed up her skirt and seen no panties. That she was wearing no bra was plainly obvious, her n nipples pressing at the tight material.


“Today you start doing as you are told Tina.” Harry said, His voice didn’t carry malice, but she heard something there that warned her not to argue with him. “You are going to become my slave. You will do what you are told, when you are told. If you try to argue, then I will send the first pictures to your husband, with a promise of more to follow.”


“Why are you doing this?” pleased Tina.


“Partly because I can. And partly because you rejected me back at school when I asked you out”


“That was a long time ago, you have been married since then, and I am still married. School days are long gone now.”


Harry laughed.


“Its taken me two years, and a lot of effort, to track you down. My being in the pub that night was no co-incidence, I have watched you for months, and I know that when your husband goes away on business, you go down the pub for a few drinks, and then go home to bed. It was easy to slip a little something into your drinks. Nothing that anyone else would notice, but enough to help me get what I wanted. You.”


“And if I tell the police that you are blackmailing me?” Tina demanded.


“Feel free” Harry responded. “If I smell a cop, or see one heading my way, your husband will have enough pictures of you to last him a lifetime. So, if you want to call the police, feel free.”


“You bastard” Tina screamed at him as she lunged forward, trying to hit him. But Harry must have been aware of it, or had expected her reaction, as he was on his feet and stood out of reach before she could reach him, and the tight skirt didn’t allow much room for manoeuvring.


“On your feet and come with me”. Harry demanded. “Its time to start paying. I have rented a cottage on the outskirts of town, and you are coming there with me. If you do as you are told, I will delete one picture. If you don’t do as you are told, I will send one picture, and then leave you here and simply disappear. You may track me down, in time, but by then your marriage will be finished, and tracking me down wont help that ”


Harry began to walk off, but not in the direction of the car park, and Tina knew that going the way they were heading, there was still a chance she would be seen.


“Isn’t there a different way?” Tina asked, her voice showing her nerves and fear.


“Of course there is, but we are going this way” Harry answered, not turning round to see if she was following. He had no doubts she would be close behind.


It took almost half an hour to get to where Harry had parked his car, out of sight, through a hole in the fence panelling that was the far limit of the park. Tina’s car was now all the way across the other side of the park, and she knew that if Harry didn’t take her back to her car, she stood a real chance of being seen.


“Get in” Harry said, his voice flat.. He opened the back passenger door for her, and smiled as she got into the car, closing the door behind her.


As Harry got into the drivers seat he informed Tina that her door had child locks on, and could only be opened from outside. Tina felt no surprise at this statement, it was looking as if Harry had covered all the bases, but he had already said he had been watching her for months, plenty of time to get his plans right.


As the car pulled away, Tina tried to make herself as small as possible in the back seat. She didn’t try ducking down, as she had already worked out that he would simply tell her to sit upright. She carefully watched through the window. In case she saw anyone she knew, but the street were almost empty, being that time when most people were at home eating dinner. That’s where Tina wished she was now, at home. With Tom, eating dinner, instead of in the car with a blackmailer.


It took a good hour to reach the cottage Harry had rented, not really on the outskirts of town, more “in the country”. As the car approached the cottage, Harry pulled a set of metal handcuffs from his pocket and passed them to Tina.


“Put them on, hands behind your back”


“Are you crazy?” Tine said, as she threw the handcuffs back at him.


Without warning, Harry turned in his seat, his hand slicing through the air and landing square across Tina’s cheek, shocking her into silence, tears welling in her eyes immediately.


“I said put them on. Do not mess with me Tina. You are in no position to argue.”


Once more he handed the cuffs to Tina, who, this time, did as she was told, her face still stinging from the blow.


Only when Harry heard the cuffs click closed did he get out of the car and move to open Tina’s door.


“The keys for the cuffs are in the cottage, if you want them off, you do as you are told. Now get out of the car.”


It was no easy matter for her to get out, with her hands now behind her, and the tight skirt restricting her movements, but Harry made no attempt to help her, simply standing holding the door open for her, until, at last, she was stood by the car.


Taking hold of the cuffs and twisting them enough to hurt her, Harry guided Tina towards the cottage, opening the door, and forcing her inside.


The cottage was like any other in the world, stone walls, wooden sofas with flowered cushions, wooden beams across the ceiling, and an open fire, currently not lit, in one wall. Tina could imagine an old couple passing their last years away here.


Harry ushered her through the living room and through one of two doors in the far wall. In the centre of the room was a large bed, covered in a single black sheet, no pillows. The window was boarded up, and the light came from a bare bulb hanging from the ceiling.


“This will be your room while you are here” said Harry.


Tina hadn’t noticed it, but attached to the bed was a chain which Harry took up and moved towards her hands. Releasing one of the cuffs from her wrists, Harry closed the cuff on one of the links of the chain.


“Scream all you want, but that will just get you a beating. There is no one to hear you out here. There is a bucket in the corner to use, no modern plumbing as such. I will bring you something to eat in a while. Get used to your new home.”


“How long do you intend to keep me here?” Tina demanded to know.


“For as long as I want, Tina. No one knows you are with me, no one saw us together, your car is in town. When you don’t turn up soon, and your car is found abandoned, the police will look for you, but not this far out of town, and besides, if they come here, I will see them before they arrive, and I will deal with the situation. I told you that you were going to be my slave, and that’s what I meant. I will keep you here as long as I want. Though we will be moving in a day ort two.”


With that Harry turned on his heels and left the room, laughing at the tirade of abuse Tina hurled at him as he closed the door.


Alone, Tina pulled at the cuffs and chain, trying to get her hand free, but they didn’t give. Standing up she moved towards the door, but stopped a few feet short, the chain reaching no further. Sitting on the bed, tears came to her eyes, as she realised the position she was in.


Harry was right, no one had seen them together, and she knew, now, why his car had been parked where it was, away from prying eyes. He had planned this very well. He had been seen down the pub with her, but she doubted anyone would remember him very well. Though they had been drinking and chatting, he had done nothing memorable in the pub. And that little shit Louise had been on duty, and most of the time she couldn’t remember what she had for breakfast, so the chances of her remembering what Harry looked like were extremely remote.


Sitting on the bed she heard the door open, and Harry entered, carrying a plate and a cup.


“Ham sandwich and coffee. I will put them on the side table for you.”


Harry placed the items on a small table to one side of the bed, and left the room again.


It was only as she looked at the sandwich that Tina realised she had not actually eaten, worried too much over having to meet Harry. The table was in easy reach, and soon she was nibbling at the sandwich. Tina remarked to herself that it was good ham, before she realised what she was doing. Pulling herself together she finished the sandwich and sipped the coffee. As Harry had said, he must have been following her, as the coffee was just the way she liked it. About half an hour later Harry returned to pick up the empty plate and cup.


“You wont get away with this” Tina said, her voice calm, though a little shaky.


“Yes I will. I am already getting away with it. And the quicker you face up to that, the better. Your husband wont be back for another week, so. unless someone spots your car, no one will be searching for you until he comes home and finds you missing. By which time, we will be out of the area, and in your new home.”


“Bastard” Tina screamed, flying off the bed to try to reach him. But he was just out of reach, laughing at her failed attempt.


“Now, now Tina, that isn’t going to help you, is it? The bed is screwed to the floor, so unless I release you, reaching me or the door is just a dream. I told you. Get used to it, this is your life from now on.”


Tina sat back down on the bed, dejected. Her head was starting to swim, and she realised that Harry must have drugged her coffee.


“What have you done to me?” he asked, her words starting to slur.


“It’s a sedative. It’s to help you sleep, and help me with what I have to do. It should wear off in a few hours, but by then, well, wait and see.”


He could see Tina trying to stand up, but her body was refusing to do as she told it, and she fell back on the bed, her eyes closing. Harry watched her for a few moments before leaving the room, and returning with a large pair of scissors.


Starting with her skirt, Harry began to cut off her clothes, she would not be needing them again. As the skirt came off he looked again at the prize he was going to take full advantage of in the near future. Tina wasn’t shaved, but she obviously trimmed her pubes, as they wee short, and dark, matching the hair on her head. Removing the skirt, Harry began to cut the top off the sleeping woman. It was a little more awkward, as she was lying on it, but a few minutes later, and Tina lay naked on the bed before him. She did have a good body, had looked after it well.


The sedative he had used would last only a couple of hours, and Harry wanted something stronger, which is why he had brought the syringe into the room. Finding a vein was pretty easy, and her inability to move helped as he pumped the drug deep into her vein. This would take effect in just a few minutes, and would keep her out of things for almost 24 hours. By that time they would be gone from the cottage.


He hadn’t intended to do so, but Harry began to undress, his cock already hard. Opening Tina’s legs wide, he knelt on the bed between them, his finger toying with her pussy. It didn’t matter that she wasn’t wet, he was going to supply his own lubrication.


Leaning over her inert body, Harry guided his cock towards her pussy, finding the entrance, and forcing the head of his cock inside her. placing his hands under her hips, Harry slowly raised her to meet him. As he forced his cock deeper into her. satisfied that he was not going to pull out, Harry began to rock his hips, feeling his cock slide in and out of her. he had hoped she would be a little damp, but it didn’t matter, this was not for her pleasure.


For ten minutes Harry thrust ever deeper and harder into his victim, feeling that warm pleasure slowly building. By the time he was ready to come., Harry’s cock was buried fully inside her, his balls crashing against her body, as his cock erupted inside her, filling her with his juices. Even though she would not feel it, Harry placed his lips on hers and kissed her, before moving off her. There would be plenty more chances to use her in the coming months.


Dressing, Harry left the room and carried on making the preparations for leaving the cottage.


It took Harry less than an hour to gather his belongings and pack them on the rear seat of the car. The boot was left empty, as he had more important goods to put in there, Tina.


Returning to the bedroom Harry unfastened the cuff from the chain, and rolled the limp woman over, pulling both her hands behind her, and cuffing them together. Harry didn’t think she would wake up before they arrived at their destination, but he was taking no chances. Taking the chain off the bed, he wrapped it around Tina’s ankles a few times, before padlocking it with the same lock that had held the chain to the bed. Picking the helpless victim up, Harry threw her over his shoulder, and headed out for the car, where the boot was already open and waiting for Tina.. she fitted in with room to spare, and once the boot was closed, she would be out of site until they reached Harry’s home.


Harry went back into the house to check there was nothing of his, or Tina’s still in the cottage, and then turned out all the lights, locked the door, and passed the keys back through the letter box as the agent had told him to do. There was still almost two weeks on the rent, but Harry didn’t mind, it was money well spent.


For the next two hours Harry drove in silence. He was not one for listening to music in the car, he always felt it was a distraction. He had taken the radio out just after acquiring the vehicle, and was happier for it.


The place he owned in Wales, was an old castle. It was small compared to some of the other places he had looked at, but it had one added advantage. It had an old cellar. Dirty, with many metal hooks hammered into the wall, and dating back to when Wales and the English were at war. It was a listed building, so he could do nothing about the exterior, but the insides had been reshaped to suit himself, and the dungeon in the cellar had painstakingly been cleaned up, and more items added. Harry was proud of the dungeon now, as it spread the whole length of the castle, with a few cells still in tact. Small cells. But big enough for one person to sleep in. Tina.


The Welsh road were empty by the time he got close to home, and like most of rural Wales, there were no street lights, and only the occasionally vehicle going in the opposite direction.


Driving through the open gates, Harry stopped the car and closed them, before driving the rest of the way, parking around the back, as was his habit. Few people ever came calling anyway, but if they sae no car in the drive, people would assume there was no one home, and not bother. Harry liked it that way.


Before checking on Tina, Harry emptied the rest of the car, carefully putting things away where they belonged. For a single man, he was a little fastidious about how things were placed and everything had to be put away neatly. Only when he was satisfied, did he return to the car for Tine.


As he opened the boot, she was still asleep. The drug was working well, and by the time it wore off, she would be safely ensconced in her cell. Her new home.


Carrying her through the castle and down into the dungeon, Harry switched on the single low watt bulb that would light her cell day and night. He had already decided that her cell would stay lit. that way there could be no surprises when he opened her cell door.


He placed the sleeping woman on the uncomfortable bed, and smiled down at her. it had all worked better than he had hoped. But now, she was his, and tomorrow, she would begin to serve him, whether she liked it or not.


Closing and locking the cell door, Tina was left alone, thought Harry didn’t expect her to waken until late the following day, giving him a chance to finish off what he had to do. It had been a long day, and he needed to sleep.


His own bedroom could not have been more different than Tina’s cell. The large king size bed took up less than half of the large room. The built in wardrobes would have kept enough clothes for a superstar, and the en suite bathroom glittered with gold taps, and the large sunken bath. Harry did like his luxuries.


Taking a quick shower, Harry undressed and lay on the bed, the soft pillows under his head, and within minutes, he was asleep.


Two floors below, Tina also slept, her first night of captivity was passing her by, and tomorrow, her new life would begin in earnest.


PART 2


Harry was awake early next morning, he had many things to do before Tina’s drug wore off. He looked in on her as he entered the dungeon, but she still slept. A damp patch between her legs lay testament to the fact she had not moved during the night.


Closing her cell door, Harry moved into the dungeon itself, and began to arrange things as he wanted them. There was a wooden chair in one corner. St first look there seemed nothing unusual about the chair, until you noticed the hard cock shaped attachment fixed to the seat. It was a little over eight inches long, and was made of polished hardwood. This was screwed to the chair, and could be removed if not required. Harry smiled. He had no thoughts of removing it. He had also screwed leather straps to the chair where someone’s wrists and ankles, elbows and knees would make contact. This would ensure that whoever was sat on the chair, could not ease the pressure of the dildo. He dragged the chair to the centre of the dungeon, placing it directly under the electric hoist.


The hoist was of industrial strength, and would hold both Tina’s weight, and the chair, quite easily.


The chair and hoist were to be Tina’s introduction to her new life.


Walking back to her cell, he could see Tina was still asleep, and offered no resistance when Harry picked her up and carried her to the chair.


Very carefully, he lowered Tina onto the chair, guiding the hard wooden dildo into her, allowing her body weight to impale herself, before he fastened the straps around her wrists and ankles More straps held her elbows and knees. Tina would be totally immobile, and unable to relieve the pressure in her pussy. He knew that the full eight inches buried inside her would be painful, but this was only slight pain, compared with what was to come.. . As a last thought, Harry picked up the large ring gag, and forced her mouth open, pressing the ring in behind her teeth, forcing her mouth as wide as he could get it, before securing the straps behind her head.


Harry checked that the recorder was ready, and placed a new disc into it. He wanted to keep a record of her training.


Satisfied, Harry left the dungeon. He would return after Tina was awake.


Up in his bedroom, Harry took a long hot shower, and shaved. He never wore a beard, but now, Harry was shaving his legs, arms, and his genitals. He had heard that the sex with naked balls was better, he made a mental note to shave Tina’s pussy at some stage.


Drying himself off, Harry chose the clothes he would wear in the dungeon. Leather trousers, black and shiny, to match the leather shirt he wore. The shirt buttoned at the cuffs, and the addition of thick leather studded straps around each wrist made him look a little more menacing.


The boots he chose, also in black leather completed his outfit, and Harry spent a few moments looking at himself in the mirror, before announcing himself satisfied with his appearance.


Checking his watch, Harry walked slowly from the bedroom and headed for the dungeons. If she were not awake now, she soon would be. He had considered blindfolding her, but had decided not to do so. it would be more disorientating if she could see where she was when she awoke.


He knew Tina was awake as soon as he entered the dungeon. The garbled moans escaping past the gag were clearly her asking for help. She would soon know that help would not be coming. She would also soon know that this was just the beginning. Harry had been planning this for some time, and now, he was going to make the most of it.


“I see you’re awake then slave” Harry spoke as he stood in front of her.


He could see Tina was trying hard to move away from her position. But it was impossible. The had left sufficient leeway so she thought she could twist her arms free, but the straps on her elbows were just tight enough to make sure she could not pull her hands backwards anywhere near far enough to get free.


“As I said to you earlier, you are going to become me slave. You will do what you are told, when you are told, and that means sexually as well as other things. If I want to fuck you, you will lie down. If I want a blow job, you will kneel down. I know you think you will resist, and refuse, but I have patience, and, let’s face it, you’re really not in a good position right now.”


The ring gag made her answers almost intelligible. But Harry understood that Tina really thought someone would rescue her, and that he, Harry, would be imprisoned. Harry laughed.


“Lets get this clear, so you understand what has happened. Your car is parked up where you left it. There is no sign of any struggle either close to your car, or further afield.. you walked to my car, well away from the car park, and since then, you have been transported well over a hundred miles. This castle is in it’s own grounds, and I invite you to feel free to scream. No-one will hear you, the next house is well over five miles away. This dungeon is your training ground. Here, you will learn to serve, or learn to suffer. The choice is yours, and I am happy either way. I have enough ways to make you suffer, so really, its up to you when you accept defeat.


“I also am fully aware that you will admit defeat while you still have a fighting spirit in you, this has been thought out, and I wont stop your suffering until I, not you, decide you are actually willing to obey.


“Now then. I know you are in pain, the dildo in your pussy is larger and harder than any cock you have previously had, and I know you want it out. But it’s staying in for now. what I am going to do though, is release your ankles, and just your ankles. Instead of tying them to the chair, I am going to fasten them to a hoist, and stretch them. Its my own version of the Chinese prison torture. You will be left, fully stretched for five days, by which time, your legs will probably lose feelings, as your muscles will atrophise. I can feed you through the ring gag, but only liquid diet, which isn’t a problem, as I have plenty of things to feed you with.


“Basically, things are going to get a lot worse in the very near future, and after that, we shall see how quickly you are willing to surrender to your new life.”


With that, Harry unfastened Tina’s left ankle and tied rope around it, making sure he was out of reach of any kick that may come his way. By standing to the side, he would be out of range of anything Tina tried. Moving to her right ankle, Harry tied more ropes, and then fed the other ends of both ropes to a hook on the hoist about eight feet away in front of the chair. Satisfied that the ropes would not come loose, Harry unfastened the straps around each of Tina’s knees, and slowly began to pull at the hoist. The hoist was not fixed to the ceiling, but to the wall. Level with the chair, so it would pull her legs out straight. This would simply pull her legs out straight in front of her, but fully extended.


Within seconds, Tina’s legs were fully stretched, but still he allowed the hoist to pull on them. To Tina, it was pure agony, as her legs were pulled away from her, pulling her further onto the chair, and pressing the hard painful dildo as deep as it would go.


She tried to lift herself off the dildo, but it was soon clear that she could not do so. as long as Harry kept her in this position, the dildo would stay deep inside her.


Satisfied that she was not able to move her legs, Harry stopped the hoist. The ropes were cutting into her ankles, but that wasn’t a concern. By the time her legs were freed, her ankles would be the least of her problems.


“Now slave. I am going to leave you alone for a while to consider things. Feel free to try to escape, I really don’t mind, as it just isn’t going to happen. I shall be back in a few hours with some food for you. However, there is one slight problem. As you cant move, and I am not going to move you, your excrement and urine will stay where they come out of you. Fortunately, I don’t have to suffer it, you do.”


With that Harry left the dungeon, but this time, turned out the lights, leaving Tina in total darkness. Harry had planned to have windows put into the dungeon at some stage, but never had done, so no light at all penetrated the blackness of the cellar area. Still, it would only be a few hours and he would return, but first he had to go back and check that no-one was actually looking for her yet.


PART 3


Tina’s legs were on fire, as the ropes pulled at her ankles, stretching her legs out in front of her. every muscle was being stretched further than ever before, and it was relentless.


The hard dildo buried deep in her pussy was deeper than any cock she could remember, and her jaw ached. She needed to move, but movement was impossible. Her wrists and elbows were strapped to the chair, preventing her moving them, the pull of the ropes on her ankles prevented her lifting herself off the dildo.


She struggled endlessly to get free, but it took great effort to raise herself an inch off the chair seat, but nowhere near enough to get free of the didlo.


Tears began to run from the corners of her eyes, as she felt the needles and pins in her feet, the ropes around her ankles cutting off the supply of blood to them. She tried to move her feet a little, but the tightness of the ropes on her ankles made this too painful, and she slumped in the chair, her body racked with tears.


She didn’t know why Harry was doing this to her. she had done him no wrong that she knew of. If only she had not met him in the pub that day, none of this would be happening. Surely someone would be looking for her by now.


But her husband was still away, and until he returned, no-one would know she was missing. And what then? According to Harry she was far from home already, and he really didn’t seem worried about anyone hearing her or finding her.


Surely he couldn’t keep her like this?


Again. She tried to twist her hands free of the straps, but they were secure, Harry had made sure of that. And each time she tried to move, her ankles hurt more, forcing the dildo to move inside her.


The muscles in her legs were on fire, and she would have given anything for the pain to stop. But it didn’t.


In the darkness it was impossible to keep track of time. Tina had never experienced darkness like this before. In the town there was always a little light shining through the curtains, but here, the darkness was total. Not a glimmer of light from anywhere to break the darkness. She had often heard about pitch blackness, but it was only now, alone, that she knew how frightening it could be.


She swore she could hear scurrying on the floor. Perhaps a mouse, or a rat? Or was it her mind playing tricks?


Suddenly she felt the start of cramps in her stomach. She need to pee, and if she didn’t do so soon, she would explode. She tried to think of things to take her mind off it, but the feeling was overpowering, and in the position she was in, she could do nothing to stop herself.


A trickle at first. soon gave way to a stream of hot urine. Some must have sprayed off the chair, but much of it, because of her position, ran under her butt cheeks, feeling the wetness under her, trying to lift herself off it, but in vain.


Tears once again flew freely from Tina’s eyes. She knew that when he returned, harry would know she had peed, and would probably make fun of her, and was hardly likely to release her so she could bathe.


Bright lights suddenly filled the dungeon as Harry returned. Tina twisted her head to see him, still trying to move her legs, without success. Harry had brought what looked like a hospital drip stand, complete with a bag of red liquid. Connected to the drip was a long, thin rubber tube, and Tina wondered what he was going to inject her with. She tried in vain to move her arms, butt Harry made no move towards her arms at all.


Instead he picked up a piece of apparatus that6 Tina could not see, as it was behind her, and slotted the dove tails over the back of the chair rest. As it slid into place it trapped Tina’ s head. Preventing her from twisting to either side. Another piece was slid into place across the front of her forehead, holding her head tight against the back of the chair.


“This may be a little uncomfortable” Harry started. “Its used in prisons in some places to feed people who decide to go on hunger strike. I don’t mind if you scream a little, but the initial pain will disappear in just a few moments, after that it will simply be uncomfortable. However, it means I can feed you without having to release you.”


With that, Harry brought the drip stand closer and smiled as he offered the end of the thin rubber tube to Tina’s mouth. Her could see her trying in vain to close her mouth, but the ring gag held firm, and Harry soon had the end pressing at the back of her throat.


Tina felt as if she needed to throw up as the thin tube pressed into her throat, and began to slowly find its way into her body. Tina had expected pain, but it wasn’t really pain, it was more the need to throw up, but the inability to do so, as the tube was fed, slowly, deeper into her throat.


Harry took his time feeding the tube into her, he didn’t want to rupture the oesophagus, or damage her lungs. By taking it slowly, he could feed the tube directly into her stomach without causing too much damage.


He had carefully measured how much tube he would need to reach her stomach, and then added four inches, so that the end of the tube would be deep inside her stomach, and she would not be able to get it out, even if she were free, without causing herself some severe damage. This was a point he alluded to as the end finally began to invade her stomach.


Tina was breathing heavily by the time Harry was satisfied that he had not damaged her stomach walls,


“I am now going to turn the drip on” Harry said. “This will feed you slowly, so that your stomach can handle it, without the need to throw it all back up. If I fed you the whole bag in a single go, your stomach would reject it. We don’t want that. Its only tomato soup, but it will do for a start. It will take a while to finish this bag, and I am guessing you will not want another feed until morning. The tube, however, will be staying in place for the time you are strapped to the chair, so I suppose you had better get used to it. Tomorrow I am going to pierce your nipples, and your clit, and put your slave chain in place. I am only telling you this now, so you have something to look forward to.”


Harry checked the flow of the soup one more time before walking slowly away from his captive.


“I will leave the light on for a while, so you can see the bag slowly emptying, and will know when your meal is finished. But later, the light is going out again, no need to waste electricity, when there is nothing to see. Good night slave. Enjoy your meal”


Harry walked back up the steps of the dungeon ;leaving Tina alone. He doubted she would sleep at all tonight, but who knows? Once the lights are out, and the dungeon silenced, anything was possible.


He was able to monitor her progress thanks to the cameras he had installed in the dungeon, and linked to every one of the television sets in the castle. He could tune in from any room.


For a while he sat watching his helpless captive sitting quietly in the chair, her legs still pulled tight out in front of her. he had noticed that her feet were cold and starting to turn blue, but that couldn’t be helped, and besides, it didn’t matter. If her feet were badly damaged, she would not be able to run when he finally released her from the bondage she was currently in.


Tina had expected to feel a sensation of some sort, pain, but there was just the uncomfortable feeling of the pipe all the way down her throat and into her stomach. She could feel her stomach slowly filling, but without the sensation of actually eating.


She tried several times to cough the tube out, but it had remained firmly in place, as the bag of soup slowly emptied, and her stomach slowly filled.


Surely he couldn’t keep her here like this? The man was obviously mad if he thought he could, but at that moment in time, Tina could see no way out of her predicament. The wooden frame trapped her head so she could not even look around to see what was happening, and with her arms trapped, even if there were something to help her, she would be unable to get at it.


Her feet now felt very cold below the ankles. She had tried a few times to move her toes, but didn’t know if they were moving or not. Unable to see her feet now, and her legs stretched out so tightly, Tina was totally helpless, and had to rely on Harry coming to his senses and releasing her.


He had said something about piercing her nipples and clit tomorrow? He couldn’t do that. She had to find a way to stop him, bet even as she thought this, she knew that whatever Harry wanted to do, he would do. Her kidnap had not been a spur of the moment thing, it was pretty obvious that he had put a lot of planning into it.


No doubt, he had put planning into other things as well, and she promised herself that when she got free, she would seek revenge for everything.


Suddenly, the lights went out, leaving Tina in total blackness again.


She could still feel the thin rubber tube in her throat, but it wasn’t painful. Not that it would have mattered, as she could do nothing to remove it. Her legs ached still, but the initial pain had slowly died down, thought her feet had lost all feeling. She found herself wishing it was Harry in the chair, instead of her.


PART 4


For three more days Harry kept Tina in the same position, her feet had turned black, and he guessed she would not be walking around for some time. the first morning, he had done as he told her he would, and after changing the soup bag for another one, he took the syringe from the bag he had brought into the dungeon with him, and pressed it hard against Tina’s right nipple. There had been resistance, and a scream from Tina as the needle penetrated her flesh, but quite quickly, her had the silver ring through her nipple, but not yet closed. Turning his attention to her other nipple, Tina started to scream even before the needle touched, trying to pull back away from it, but there was nowhere to go, and the nipple was soon pierced, and another silver ring pressed through the new hole.


Her clit was a different matter. Harry knew that he could not get at that whilst her legs were still held together, but he wasn’t going to release them just yet. That could wait, by which time her nipples wouldn’t be quite as sensitive. Not that they would not be sensitive at all, it would take a week or more to take that away from her. but he could wait. Tina was going nowhere yet.


He had also started to change Tina’s perception of what time of day it was, or even what day it was. He left her in darkness for many hours, and then returned, saying good morning, as if a night had passed already. As there was no daylight coming into the dungeon, her day started when the light went on, and ended when the light went off.


It would only take a few days before Tina lost all sense of what a full day felt like, and according to a Chinese teacher, who he had learned much from, she would sleep when the light was out, and wake feeling as if she had a full night’s sleep. The mind wasn’t difficult to fool, and it soon got used to change.


Harry looked back on his time in China with a certain fondness. He had been friends with a couple of guards from the local prison, and between them they had described some of the tortures that political prisoners were undergoing. Some, even HE would not consider. But many of them were just up his street, and they would be employed at some stage during Tina’s training.


The legs stretching was one of the techniques he had learned about, as was the force feeding, but using only liquid foods. They had explained that anything too solid, and the stomach would throw it back up, the feeding tube with it.


Soon, it would be time to extend Tina’s torture, but, she still had a couple of days left in the chair.


The smell in the dungeon was getting worse, and he had taken to wearing a doctor’s mask when he went there. The smell was from Tina, where the liquid food had given her diarrhoea, and even though he had sprayed it off the seat, the smell lingered.


By the third day Tina was no longer making any attempts to move. She sat in the chair and simply took whatever he was doing to her without a whimper. Even when he had placed a thin chain onto the silver rings in each nipple, and then closed them, using a hot soldering iron to seal them closed, she made no sound.


At first, Harry had to check she was still breathing, but she was alive. Simply taking whatever he was dishing out. The hate was still in her eyes though, and he knew that when he let her off the chair, he would have to stand out of reach, or at least make sure she couldn’t get at him. But he already had plans to avert any disaster.


First and foremost, Harry had to remove the feeder tube, doing so very slowly so as not to damage her stomach. It took him over five minutes to get the tube out, by which time Tina was once again coughing and feeling choked,


Releasing her left wrist first, Harry placed one end of a set of cuffs around the wrist, and then released her elbow. He expected her to lash out at him, but was pleasantly surprised that she didn’t do so. it would take her a few minutes before she could move her arm by herself, the muscles having got lazy after being motionless for three days.


Working quickly, Harry released her other arm, and by leaning her forwards in the chair, he was able to cuff her hands together behind her back before she was able to resist.


Moving to the hoist, Harry released the ropes and lowered her feet to the ground.


Tina felt the pain almost immediately, as the pressure of the ropes on her ankles released, and blood began to slowly filter back into her feet.


The pain was like nothing she had felt before, and the scream was enough to waken the dead. But Harry ignored the scream, and continued to unfasten the ropes. Harry was uncertain as to what damage had been done to her feet, but he rightly guessed that they would not support Tina’s weight yet.


Harry had to lift his victim off the chair, slowly, so that the wooden dildo slid out without causing any damage. He still had uses for her pussy, and did not want to damage it before hand.


Carrying Tina back to her cell, and laying her on the bed, Harry smiled down at her.


“I shall be back soon.” Harry said. “If you behave, you may even get some proper food.”


Harry doubted Tina had heard him, as she seemed to have passed out. Maybe the pain had been too much to bear. But she would get used to it. This was just the beginning.


PART 5


Tina awoke in absolute agony. Her feet, her stomach and her pussy all hurt.


She was lying on a hard bed, on her back, her hands cuffed and carrying her weight. It took her several minutes to even sit up, struggling to do so.


The room was small. Less than six feet wide, and only long enough to hold the bed, touching both walls. It looked as if it had been carved out of a hillside, the walls made of rock, as was the floor and ceiling.


There was a single low watt bulb high above her head, giving only just enough light to see the room itself, though not as clearly as normal. There were no windows, no other light sources. To one side, a couple of feet away from the bed stood a metal drum, with the word “toilet” sprayed on it in bad handwriting.


Other than that, the room was empty. There were no blankets, no pillows, in fact, nothing that could be moved.


Tina sat on the side of the bed, her feet still off the floor, tears running freely from her swollen eyes.


She had no idea how long she had so far been held captive, but surely, by now., someone would be looking for her?


The pain in her pussy had started to die down a little, but her stomach ached, and her feet felt like they were on fire. She had tried several times to move her hands, to get to her feet, but the cuffs held firm, and she was unable to comfort them.


She wondered what Harry was going to do next, but hoped that it would not be in the near future. She knew she could not take punishment like she had taken again. She had never felt anything like it before, had never thought it possible for one human being to treat another so sadistically, and without a sign of remorse.


There were footsteps outside her door, and Tina immediately began to back away, moving further onto the bed.


A key scraped in a lock, and the door was flung open.


“You’re awake again then”. Harry’s voice displayed no friendship as he spoke .”I will bring you some food in a while, but, first a few basics. When I enter a room you are in, you will fall to your knees, head down, hands behind your back. And wait for further instructions. If you fail to do this, I will put you back in traction. When I eventually allow you to speak, you will not do so unless spoken to first, and then you will answer and call me Master. Again, you can refuse, and I will put you back in traction. I am sure you would want to avoid that, which is why I did it to you first. Its easier to let you feel the punishment, than let you have false hopes that it is easy to accept. Now then. I have been back to your home, but, so far, there doesn’t seem to be any panic. Your car is still parked by the park, and there are no police officers milling around it, so obviously, they are no yet looking for you.”


Harry moved deeper into the cell and stood by the bed.


“Stand up slave” he ordered Tina.


Tina withdrew as far as she could into the corner of the wall, frightened of what he was going to do to her.


Without a word, Harry’s hand flashed out, striking her across the face with a loud slap. Immediately, Tina screamed in pain.


“I will never ask you something twice, slave. You learn to do as you are told, when you are told, or suffer the consequences. Now get on your feet.”


Slowly, Tina edged closer to the edge of the bed, so her feet were dangling over it, still not touching the floor. She saw Harry raise his hand again, ready to strike her, and she made the final push to get off the bed.


As soon as she lifted her weight off the bed, she collapsed in a heap on the floor, her ankles too weak to hold her upright. She could hear Harry laughing as her head barely missed the side of the bed as she fell.


As she lay on the floor Harry grabbed the chain fixed to the wall that Tina had not noticed until that point. On the loose end was a single metal cuff which Harry had no problem in fastening to Tina’s left wrist, before removing the cuffs she already wore.


Now she would be able to move around the cell, but not reach past the doorway.


Grabbing her by the hair, Harry roughly pulled Tina to her knees, and began to remove the gag that had been a part of Tina since the day her traction had started.


Tina’s jaw hurt as she slowly closed her mouth. It felt somehow strange to be able to do so again after all this time.


“This is the position you will adopt anytime I enter a room that you occupy. Is this understood?”


Tina looked up at him, saying nothing.


The backhander came without warning, sending her reeling again.


“I will not repeat myself again.”. Harry’s voice was firm and angry as he lifted his hand for another strike.


“Yes master”. It was a whisper, but Harry knew that it would improve.


“I am going to bring you some food, I suggest you eat slowly, you have had no solids for some time, and I don’t want you getting stomach cramps and constipation. When I leave the cell, you may sit on the bed again, but when I return, I expect you on your knees”.


Harry didn’t wait for a response, he simply turned on his heels and left the cell. Closing and locking the door behind him, leaving Tina alone with her tears.


Watching her through the monitor, Harry smiled as Tina tried to get back on the bed. Until her feet healed a little more, standing on them would bring her nothing but pain, a reminder of her days in traction.


Harry had learned early on that if you are cruel to your victim at the start, they fear you and will do anything they can to avoid such treatment. Then, when you start being more lenient, they are lulled into thinking you have changed, and fear you less.


Switching off the monitor, Harry went into the kitchen to prepare the food. Everything was going to plan, and it would soon be time for the next stage.


PART 6


For four days Tina was confined to her cell, only seeing Harry when he came to deliver food. Twice she had felt his hand across her face when she failed to call him master when he spoke to her, but since then, even though she had nothing but contempt for Harry, she obediently knelt and called him master.;


Her feet had recovered, and she could stand and walk on them, which saved her having to crawl across the floor and force herself onto her “toilet”. But the chain on her wrist was constant, and no matter how many times she had tried, there was no way of getting it past her wrist and off.


Harry seemed to have thought everything out very carefully. All Tina could do was wait until he made a mistake, and make the most of it to escape. But she was not holding her breath. So far, he had made none at all. There had been no chance of escape. And, so far, no rescue attempt either.


Harry entered the cell and watched as, obediently, Tina sank to her knees.


“Hands behind you” he commanded.


Reluctantly, Tina placed both her hands behind her back, and grimaced as Harry took a set of cuffs from his pocket. Cuffing both her hands behind her, he then released her from the chain, and told her to stand. Using a crop, he motioned her out of the cell, and back towards the main dungeon, heading her to a Saint Andrews cross standing against one wall.


At the cross, Harry told her to open her legs, and quickly tied then to the base of the cross, her legs open wide.


“I told you some time back, that I would pierce your clit, and attach the ring to your nipples. That is going to happen now. You can, I admit, move your upper body, but your legs are tied wide enough for Me to do what I have to do. I am not going to lie, and tell you this will not hurt. It will. But this, as with all the other pains, is something you will live with. The chain is actually shorter than the distance between your clit and nipples. This will stretch both constantly. And will remind you that you are a mere slave.”


With that, Harry took the piercing kit from the cupboard and knelt between her legs.


Grabbing her clit with the forceps, Harry pulled it out and began to force the piercing needle through the pink flesh. Tina screamed as the needle began to penetrate her, struggling to get away, but soon discovered that by struggling, she was actually making the pain worse. Right now she wished Harry had secured her upper body as well.


Moments later, and Harry saw the needle exit the other side of Tina’s clit, and attaching the ring was then an easy job. Once he had the ring through, he took the ends of the two chains still hanging from Tina’s nipple rings, and threaded them onto her new clit ring, before sealing it closed. From now, if Tina stood upright, the chain would be fully stretched, tugging on both of her nipples, and her clit.


Releasing Tina from the cross, he took hold of the chain and told her to follow him. She had no real choice, the pain in her clit magnified as Harry pulled the chain, forcing her to go with him.


Harry led Tina along a short passageway, and then through a heavy wooden door, which led into a small enclosed cobbled yard. The walls around the yard were well over nine feet tall, and Tina realised immediately, that there was no way she could climb over them. Even if her hands were free, she could see no way up the smoothly plastered walls.


Harry led her into the yard and let go of the chain.


“I am allowing you some fresh air. You will remain here in the yard until I decide to let you back in. That will not be for a while, as I have things to do, so make the most of it.”


With that, Harry turned on his heels and left the yard, closing the door behind him. Tina heard a key turn, and knew she was now trapped in her open air prison. She considere3d screaming for help, but Harry had told her that there were no neighbours close enough to hear her, and she somehow believed what he said. He had taken a lot of time and effort and planning to get her to this point, it was hardly likely that he would leave her in the yard if there was the slightest chance her screams would be heard by anyone.


Sitting against a wall, Tina tried again to get her hands free of the cuffs, but in vain. As with everything else so far, Harry had left nothing to chance. The cuffs were tight enough to stop her escaping, but not tight enough to do her any damage.


Her clit felt as if it was on fire from the piercing, but even more so because the chain was a little too short, and with each step, the natural bounce of her breasts pulled on the clit ring, and on her still tender nipples.


Only now, sat against the wall where she could take the pressure off the chains did it help, but still her clit burned, and her nipples reminded her that they, too, were newly pierced.


Tina had been in the yard about an hour when it suddenly begin to darken over head. At first, she thought it may have been dusk, as she had no idea of what the time was, but it soon became clear that a storm was heading her way.


She looked around the yard for shelter, but there was none. If it rained, she was getting wet. She wondered if Harry had known a storm was brewing when he locked her in the yard. She guessed that he had. Whether or not he really had other things to do, she would never know. He may well be sat in the warmth, sipping whiskey and watching television.


The first few drops of rain felt a little warm, but within minutes, the droplets gave way to more severe rain. Within ten minutes, Tina’s hair was wet and sticking to her head and face, and without the use of her hands, she could not do anything about it.


Then, the heavens opened, and it was as if there was a monsoon. Rain pelted her naked flesh, as she sat by the wall, hoping the wall would help shelter her. but the rain seemed to be swirling, coming from all directions at once, drenching her, her skin getting colder, her body shaking with it. There was no escape from the rain, so Tina was forced to endure what ever came.


The flash of lightning shook her. even as a child, thunder and lightning had terrified her, and still did. Startled, she stood up and ran around the yard screaming for help, a scream hidden by the clash of thunder.


The pain in her clit and nipples was forgotten, as the fear of the weather overtook her. only as the lightning moved on, and the rain started to ease, did Tina become aware of the pain she had brought on herself. Collapsing in a heap by the wall. Tears running freely from her eyes.


She had no doubts at all that Harry would have remembered her fear of thunder and lightning, and had used it against her. she wanted to curl up and die at that moment, but even that luxury was not being allowed her.


For another two hours Tina was in the yard, shivering with cold, her hair not drying yet. She did understand, by this point, t5hat Harry was capable of anything, and she knew she had, if only on the surface, to give him what he wanted. Hopefully, it would lead to a way to escape his clutches. But she knew, if that moment came, she would have but the one chance to take it. She would have to keep her eyes open.



PART 7

Tina had bee4n frogmarched back to her cell from the yard, each step hurting both her clit and her nipples, the rings tugging at both with every6 movement she made.


Back in her cell Harry once more chained her wrist to the wall, but left the handcuffs in place. Before bringing her from the yard, Harry had placed a couple of items in her cell, and now he picked the first one up.


The posture collar was made of thick leather, and was almost five inches high. It was shaped to go under her throat, and higher at the sides, so she would not be able to twist her head. Nor would she be able to look down. The collar would hold her head in one position until it was removed.


The second item was the ring gag, and after strapping the collar around Tina’s neck, he picked the gag up and slapped her face hard.


As she opened her mouth to scream, Harry forced the gag between her lips, and behind her teeth, forcing her mouth wide, before fastening it tightly behind her head.


Almost immediately. Tina knew what Harry planned, as he began to unfasten his trousers, letting them drop to the floor, as his cock became exposed. It was no hardship to see that Harry was turned on, and Tina knew instinctively what his plans were.


She tried to avoid him, but in her position, she could not move as fast as him, and he soon grabbed and pulled her hair, forcing her to face his groin.


The ring gag would not allow her to bite down, as he slowly fed his cock into her mouth, using her own hair to pull her forward onto it. She could taste the slight saltiness as his cock hit the back of her throat, before he began to slide his cock in and out of her mouth.


Her lips may have been unable to slide up and down his cock, but he was hitting the back of her throat with each thrust, and Tina knew he was getting what he wanted. Especially so as he began to speed up, his breathing becoming shallower and his cock ramming harder and deeper into her throat.


Tina tried several times in vain to pull her head away, or twist her face, but he held onto her hair to prevent her pulling away, and the stiff leather collar prevented her twisting her head, as with a loud moan, his cock began to explode into her mouth, and down into her throat.


It was impossible to spit it out, and she could feel it slowly sliding down her throat. She felt like gagging, as if she were about to throw up, but was even denied that pleasure, as her throat accepted his hot come.


Even after finishing, Harry held his cock in her mouth, feeling it soften again, but knowing that she had swallowed his juices, before releasing her hair.


“I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did”, he started. “You will be doing it a lot more in the coming weeks.”


With that, Harry pulled up his trousers and left the cell, leaving Tina still bound helplessly .


Tina was trying to think where all this violence had come from. That night after the pub, Harry had given no sign of the sadistic way he was now treating her with. The sex had been great, even though she had drunk too much, and, as it appeared later, had been drugged. But it was clean sex. He hadn’t even held her arms above her head while they fucked. But now, it was a different Harry, a sadistic Harry, and she knew it could only get worse


The fact that he could leave her chained this way, the leather collar forcing her head upright, and the gag still holding her mouth wide open, were not good signs for Tina. The new piercings hurt, especially being frogmarched down to her cell.


It was another hour before Harry returned, carrying a tray with her food on it. But before he released her hands from the cuffs, he produced a small padlock, which he fastened to the back of the collar, so that Tina would not be able to release it. Only then did he release her wrists, except the one chained to the wall.


Leaving the cell, Harry smiled to himself. By now, any come in her mouth would have been digested, so it didn’t matter if she got the gag off, the collar would remain in place until he unlocked it, which would not be fore some time yet. He watched her through the monitor as she struggled to get the collar off, the gag already having been removed and thrown to the floor.


It was all going to plan for Harry. She, he knew, wanted to be released. And if he gave her half a chance, she would be out of the door, and free. He had always liked challenges, and this was a good challenge. She was not turning into the very quiet obedient slave. Her eyes said she was fighting every act caused on her. but, as long as Harry kept her chained up, it will take time.


When Harry returned to collect the dishes from Tina’s cell. She immediately fell to her knees, but her eyes were fixed on him, and full of hate.


“Do you like the new collar slave?” he asked.


“No I fucking don’t. when are you going to let me free so I can go home?”


The backhander sent Tina crashing against the bed, her chained arm preventing her getting away.


“I told you not to speak until told to do, and to answer questions simply, with the word Master”.


Tears ran freely from Tina’s eyes, the red mark on her face like a stop ;light.


“For breaking the rules you will be punished, as I said you would.”


From his pocket Harry withdrew a dog’s lead, which, even though Tina struggled, he was able to clip to her new clit ring. Using the cuffs again, he cuffed the chained hand first, and brought it behind where, obediently, in case she got another backhander, Tina allowed him to cuff her wrists together, before releasing the wrist from the chain.


“On your feet”, demanded Harry, tugging on the dog lead as he spoke.


The pain as Harry pulled on her clit almost doubled Tina over, but she managed to obey him, and rose to her feet. Harry turned on his heels and began to walk away, knowing that Tina would either follow of tear the ring out of her clit.


He deliberately didn’t walk too fast, so she could keep pace, but it was still fast enough to cause her sufficient pain that she continuously cried out. Harry led her back into the yard where she had been earlier, and walked her to the far wall. Either Tina had missed it earlier, or Harry had been out and hammered a small hook into the wall. It was just at chest height, and Harry clipped the end of the dog lead to the hook, if Tina made any attempt to get away, she would cause herself a lot of pain. However, it also meant she would have to remain standing until Harry came and released her.


“It will be dark soon” Harry started. “Around here there is no light pollution, so when it goes dark, it goes totally dark. I am leaving you here until I am satisfied that you have learned your lesson, and will do as you are told in future”.


Tina looked at him, her expression one of pure hatred.


“You can look at me that way all you want Tina. It will do you no good. You will either learn to serve me the way I want, or I will punish you. It really is your own choice. Now, enjoy yourself.”


With that Harry left the yard and closed the door, leaving Tina once more alone and suffering. She tried a few tentative steps, but soon realised any further than a few inches, and the chain pulled on her clit. She wondered if she could turn around, and bend her arms high enough up her back to release the chain, but that was a forlorn hope as well, the length of the chain would not allow her to turn around far enough.


Harry had judged this very well, and now she fully realised that she would be on her feet continuously until he returned, whenever that was.


It was almost as if someone was pulling a dark blanket across the skies, as the light slowly began to disappear. Tina had seen starts before, but not as she could see them now. the whole sky flickered with them, not just the few she could see looking in the night sky at home. The lack of light pollution allowed her to see them much clearer.


At any other time, she would have appreciated the night sky for it’s beauty, but it was also taking away her light, and the ability so see what she was doing. An hour later, and the darkness was complete. It was just as Harry had said it would be, total blackness like she had never seen before. And total silence. Even when it was quiet at home, there were always little sounds coming though the windows, but here, the silence was deafeningly silent. Tina did not know why, but fear crept into her mind, as she stood silently facing the wall, and realising that if Harry didn’t come back for her, she would spend the whole night out here, on her feet, awake, afraid of falling and ripping her clit.


Harry left her in the pitch blackness for an hour, before returning to the yard. He released the dog lead from the hook, but not from her clit ring.


“Have you learned anything slave?” Harry asked.


“Yes Master”


The response was barely audible, but Harry was still pleased. Without a word he pulled something from his pocket, and seconds later, Tina saw a blazing light ion her left eye. It felt as if her eye were on fire, and the brightness was all she could see. Coolly, Harry turned the laser towards her other eye, and gave a singlke blast, blinding Tina. She could see nothing but white light, and both eyes now felt as if they were on fire. She tried in vain to get her hands free of the cuffs to rub her eyes, but that was never going to happen.


“Now, slave, you follow the lead, not seeing. The lasers will wear off in a few hours, and as I will not be directing where you walk, you will have to rely entirely on the pressure on your clit ring. Get it wrong, and you will hurt yourself.”


With that Harry began to walk slowly, pulling on the lead, allowing her a few seconds to decide what direction he was pulling her in. there were a few false starts, and wehelps of pain from Tina, but eventually, she was able to read which direction the gentle tugs came from, and followed Harry back into the castle.


He led her to another dungeon, one he had been working on recently, and was only just finished. The main piece of apparatus was the cross in the centre of the room, attached to a hoist immediately above it. Right now, the cross was standing upright, its feet touching the floor. At the touch of a button, the hoist would lift the cross a good four feet off the ground, leaving whoever was fastened to it suspended in mid air.


Slowly. He led Tina to this cross, turning her so that her back was resting against it, before starting his work.


Tina felt him fasten something around each of her wrists, and both her ankles. It was as she heard the buckles fastening that she realised that he put leather cuffs on her, before releasing the metal cuffs that had held her arms behind her.


Without sight, Tina was unable to struggle to prevent Harry fastening her wrists and ankles to the four points of the cross, and still wearing the posture collar meant she was unable to twist her head, not that she could see anything past the white light that still filled both of her eyes.


Once Harry had her limbs secured, he brought another strap around her waist, holding her tight to the cross, and preventing her slipping her bonds when her sight returned later. But that wasn’t on his mind at that time. telling her he would be back soon, Harry left the dungeon.


He only moved into the hallway a few feet, and began to undress. He only did it this way as he didn’t want her hearing him undress, as that would have told her what to expect next.


A few minutes later, Harry re-entered the dungeon, stroking his cock as he did so. it was already hard, but he wanted to make sure it stayed that way as he crossed the dungeon to where Tina stood waiting, and helpless. Stopping directly in front of her, Harry moved close and bent his knees a little, before slowly standing up straight, felling his cock slide into Tina’s pussy. He could see her trying to shake her head, but the collar held firm, and Harry , slowly at first, began to fuck her.


She cried out for him to stop, struggling to release her arms and legs, but Harry ignored her, and began to move faster. Slamming his cock deep inside her with every stroke.


All Harry heard were her screams of torment as his cock rammed deep inside her, ignoring the fact she was not moist. It didn’t matter how she felt about it, this was his pleasure#, and he was going to make the most of it. Earlier in the day he had filled her throat with come, not it was her pussy’s turn, and he was not pulling out until he had pumped his seed into her.


He placed his hands on her hips as he rammed his cock into her, his balls slamming against her. the chain rattled and pulled on her nipples and clit, but Harry smiled at her anguish.


It took him ten minutes, but he felt the unmistakable heat in his balls, as he rammed deeper and deeper, groaning, his breathing getting sharper, until, finally, he stopped, his cock buried all the way into her, his juices filling her pussy. He groaned with satisfaction as he came inside her, even though he knew that much of it would simply run out, and down her thighs. It didn’t matter. He wasn’t trying to please her, she was simply a piece of meat he could use at will.


Tina could not stop the tears that ran freely from her painful eyes, and it was only as she started to swing a little, that she realised that Harry was raising the cross, lifting her off the ground. It was only a foot, but Tina didn’t know this, to her, she could have been a mile off the ground. She felt degraded from the way Harry was using her. and bow, she was sure she could still taste his salty juices in her throat from earlier, coupled with the warm sticky juices that were slowly leaking out of her pussy.


Harry stood looking at his prize, safely secured to the cross for the night. If she were lucky, the laser would wear off before morning, but Harry wasn’t sure about that, he had never known anyone use on deliberately in this way, and only two inches away from her eyes when the laser blast had hit her.


Still, if she regained her eyesight before morning, that would give him an indication as to how long a five second blast would last, and would, perhaps, increase it next time if needed.



PART 8


Even as she heard Harry leave the dungeon, Tina’s eyes still burned with the pain of the laser. She could still feel his cock, as if it were still buried deep inside her, even though she knew he had gone.


She remembered that first night, he had been a great lover, and had done everything to make sure she had orgasm as well. True, he had taken the pictures that he had used to blackmail her into this, but that first night, he had been fantastic. But just now, he had not made love to her, he had used her, and in some ways, he made sure she knew he was using her. there was no tenderness, no whispered half promises. He had simply raped her because he wanted to do so, and because he could.


She had no idea how long Harry had already been holding her, but surely by now she would have been missed, and a search would have started. Her husband, Tom, he would certainly be missing her by now. she tried to work out how many days she had been a prisoner, but it was impossible. She felt it was well over a week, but it could have been much longer, and so much had happened to her in that time.


Would Tom still want her back if she were found and released? The rings through her nipples and clit would shock him. What if Harry had actually sent him the pictures he had taken? It would be immediately clear that it was not Tom’s cock she was sucking on that night, Tom had dark pubic hair, and Harry didn’t. and the picture he had shown her, made this very clear. she actually couldn’t remember giving Tom a blow job. He had always been a missionary position man.


At first, Tina didn’t realise what was happening, but there were shadows before her. dark, but shadows. Slowly, over the next hour or so, she could make things out better, as the shadows gave way to shapes, and shapes became slowly visible.


Her eyes still hurt, but, she was starting to see things again, but only what was directly in front of her, the collar making it impossible to turn her head either way.


The pain from having her clit pierced was becoming more acceptable, unless she was in so much agony she could not even feel it any more. With her arms and legs stretched as they were, the linking chains were pulled tightly, but it somehow didn’t feel quite as painful as it had earlier. She hoped Harry was not thinking of piercing her any further, she doubted she could handle it. But what choice did she have?


Unless she could find a way to escape, Harry would not give her any choices, he would do what he wanted, when he wanted, and how he wanted. He had already made this very clear. she now had no doubts that when he said she would be punished for something, he would mean it, and do it. But she still couldn’t bring herself to call him master without gritting her teeth.


Just then. The dungeon lights went off, and Tina was once again plunged into absolute darkness. Was it another night? Or was Harry saving electricity.


When she fell asleep, or how, escaped her, but she woke with a start as Harry grabbed her chains and pulled at them.


“Good morning slave. I can see you have regained your sight again? Well done. I am going to leave you where you are for the day, as I have things to do, and wont be here. But don’t worry, there is a bucket directly under you, if you need the toilet. You can empty it later when I get back.


And before you start thinking that if I have an accident, and get killed, someone will find this address on my person, and come rescue you. The castle was bought in my dead cousin/s name, for cash, and his name appears on the electoral roll. I have nothing on my person with this address on it, so if I do have an accident, you will remain where you are, until you die of starvation. I am told that it takes at least forty days to die of starvation. Plenty of time to wish I was still alive and still fucking you. I just thought you would like to know all this, so you don’t get any high hopes that you are going to be found any time in the near future.”


With that, Harry left the dungeon again, turning out the lights, and leaving Tina to mull over what he had just said. If the castle wasn’t in his name, Harry probably had another place registered to him. A place where she had never been. The police could check the house from top to bottom, and find nothing of hers, not even a single hair.


Tina broke down and cried again as she realised the full extent of her dilemma. Right then she wanted nothing more than for Harry to die, but knew that her very survival rested on his.


She wished, now, that he said nothing, as now she would worry about him when he was out, worried in case something really did happen to him. What would happen to her?


It was imperative that Harry was elsewhere that morning, and he wanted to make Tina suffer in a less painful way while he was out. Hence the suspension and the suggestion that should anything happened to him, she would die slowly where she

was.


Harry was meeting his publisher, about writing a new book. The subject matter was the kidnapping of a married woman, and putting her into slavery. The publisher was not sure about the topic, but Harry was going to convince them that it was doable, and possible. He could not use Tina’s name, but he could use what he had done so far, as the opening gambit, and see if the publisher would take the bait. Even if they didn’t, Harry intended to still write the book and send it to a second publishing house. He was only contracted for one more book with his current publisher, and he had already written it, and could submit that tomorrow. But he wanted to write this new one, and leave the other one for some other time.


All the time that he spent talking to his publisher about his ideas, he was getting more and more ideas for Tina, but until he could prove they worked or didn’t, the publisher didn’t need to know. He already had done enough to make it a good tempter, if only he could get the publisher to accept the content matter.


It was a long, hard meeting, and more than once Harry could see things going against him, but just as Harry was about to admit defeat, the publisher spoke out.


“Three months. Harry, and I want to see the draft. If the draft works, we may go for it, I am not promising anything, but if it’s good enough, we will ruin with it. That’s a full draft Harry, not a synopsis. Full blood ready to go to print draft. Can you do it?”


Harry worked hard to contain his pleasure, and simply nodded his head, feeling his voice may give away the fact that he was not writing fiction, simply calling it fiction. He would let Tina back into her cell as a reward.


PART 9


For the next three days Tina was confined to her cell, chained to the wall. Still, but at least able to move around. The piercings had stopped hurting, though the chain was a constant reminder with every step she took. Even laying down with her hands under her head stretched her tits upwards and tugged at her clit although the pain had gone, the rings were ever present.


On the fourth day Harry entered the cell carrying the dog lead and the handcuffs. Immediately Tina sank to her knees, and placed her hands behind her, waiting for the cuffs. She had already worked out that she would not escape from her cell, and so showing that she was doing as he asked, may throw Harry off balance for a moment at another time. she waited, as Harry cuffed both of her hands together, and clipped the dog lead to her clit ring, before releasing her from the wall chain.


Only when Harry told her to stand up did she do so, silently. She had stopped speaking unless Harry asked a direct question. She could still feel the sting of his hand from the previous mistake, even though she knew that this was just in her mind. The pain could never last that long.


“We are going for a walk slave. You either follow, or the hole in your clit will get stretch, and then I will simply put a larger ring in place, and a shorter chain.”


Still not speaking, Tina followed Harry out of the cell, and along the passage that led to the yard. She was pleased to go straight past that door, but felt apprehension, as every new thing Harry had introduced her to, had been either painful or mentally painful.


She held no illusions about this being different. It was just as well, as he led her out of a door right at the end of the passage, and into a small orchard. There were small apples on some of the trees, but what caught her eye was the cross in the centre of the orchard. It was the same sort of cross that Jesus was always portrayed as being crucified on, but this one hand leather straps where her hands and feet would go.


She tried to slow down, hoping he would change his mind, but Harry simply tugged harder at the clit ring, forcing her to move, the small stoned hurting her bare feet as she did so, almost losing her footing at one stage. Harry turned Tina with her back to the cross, and forced her legs together, and then fastened a leather strap around her ankles. It was tight enough to stop Tina getting her feet free, and she though a little too tight. But Tina was not going to tell him that. He would not loosen it anyway, but may tighten it even more. Only when her feet were secure did he release her wrists from behind her. her first reaction was to hit him, but she already knew that the repercussions would be immediate and painful. She did try, without it being too obvious, to pull her hands back when he lifted the first one and stretched it out on the arm of the cross, before strapping it in place. Already, Tina’s tits were being stretched upwards, and she could feel the pressure on her nipples and clit as the chain pulled at them. By the time Harry had fastened the other wrist to the cross, the chain was fully taut, and Tina felt as if the rings were about to rip their way to freedom.


The chains held, and Tina stood naked under the hot sun. unable to move, unable to shield herself from it glare.


“You are going to stay here for two days, slave. The weather forecast is hot days, cold wet nights. You will not be fed, you will not be released, and if you need to toilet, then it’s only you that has to suffer it. If the forecast is right, you will get a shower at least twice a day to keep you clean. However, if the forecast is wrong, and it does not rain over the next two night, you will stay where you are until it does rain. The main problem here is that your arms are now stretched as your legs were in the dungeon, and the longer they stay there, inactive, the more painful it becomes, both during the torture, and when it ends, and your muscles start working again. I suggest you pray for rain.”.


He bent down and picked something up that she could not see, the posture collar having become almost a part of her now, and moved his hands to her tits..


Suddenly, both nipples began to hurt simultaneously, as he hooked the weights to them, before bending down and adding a third weight to her clit rin, forcing another scream from Tina’s lips.


“Each of these weights weighs eight ounces, and will stretch each of your piercings while you are here. I shall be along later to check that they are working, and to add more weights if they are not working fast enough. I intend to increase the size of the holes, so I can put larger rings through them. Have fun slave”.


Harry grinned as he gently pushed all three weights, watching her face as they swung gently, their work commencing.


Tina screamed as the weights began to pull at the three rings in her nipples and clit. She tried to look down at them, but the posture collar which had recently become a prt of her, stopped her from doing so. her eyes were fixed on a tree opposite her in the clearing. She knew that if he left her here fro two days, the weights would stretch the holes, but he had said that he intended to add to the weights at some stage, and the pain she was already feeling was more than enough for her.


She struggled to get her hands free of the ropes, but, as with everything else Harry had done so far, he had tied her well, and there was no escape she wondered why he wanted to make the holes bigger. He had said something about using a larger ring. Was it a slip of the tongue? Or had he said ring, not rings?


She found herself praying for good weather, but Harry had said that it would rain before she was released. She felt a cold shiver run up her spine as she remembered the last time he had left her out in the rain. Harry seemed to show no concern about it, knowing that there was a possibility that she would catch cold. There was another problem that Tina was now fully aware of.


Her stomach had started to feel bloated a day or so ago, and she knew that it meant her period would start soon, probably before Harry released her from the cross. She wondered if he knew, but then told herself that he couldn’t possibly know, and that being on a cross, and bleeding, was pure co-incidence.


Her periods were usually painful, and the cramps sometimes unbearable. But if she came on now. unable to curl up as she often did, how would she handle it?


She suddenly became aware of the pain in her elbows. Her left arm started to hurt first, and a few minutes later, her other arm. Both had been fully extended by the ropes, and although the blood supply was not cut off as her feet had been, the stretching was now taking effect, and both her elbows began to feel painful.


The sun, overhead, was hot. She remembered the old song, mad dogs and Englishmen, go out in the midday sun. she wasn’t mad, but here she was, out in the full glare of the sun, and unable to seek cover. Even though she could not see it, she knew her exposed flesh would be getting the full attention of the sun’s rays. Tina had never tanned, though she burnt easily. She screamed out to be released, but only the silence answered her.


She did not know how long she had been crucified, but the skies began to slowly darken, as evening slowly encroached on the day, bringing with it the cool evening breeze. Harry had said that the night would be cold, and wet. She began praying he was wrong, but as the minutes past, and the sun began to set, she could feel the coolness, and she began to get goose bumps.


Within an hour, the air felt much colder, and she began to shiver within her bonds. He had not tied her knees to the cross, but with her arms stretched as they were, and her ankles fastened to the cross, she could not move them. Had she done so, she could have helped her blood circulate, but, stuck in the one position, she could feel the cold more than she would normally do.


She wondered if Harry was hiding in the trees, waiting for her to submit. But she knew he wasn’t. he would not appear until he was ready to do so, and until then, he would be in the warmth of his castle.


When would he return to check the weights? Add more?


If only she had not met him in the pub that night, she would be at home, in bed, with Tom, and not here, in the open, crucified and slowly freezing.


It was then that her worst fears were answered, as the first drops of rain began to fall. In the clearing, she had no cover, as the rain slowly got heavier until it was hammering against her exposed flesh.


Tina screamed again to be released, but no-one heard her, no one came to rescue her, and the ropes, unyielding, held her in place,, the rain showing no signs of stopping.


She did not sleep at all the first night, the rain keeping her awake, feeling frozen. She lost the feeling in her hands, and knew that when she was eventually released, they would hurt. But she could do nothing about it. Harry had said she would suffer, and she was doing so.


It was early the next morning when the rain finally began to subside. Even her flesh was soaked through, and she had already began to sneeze. But then the other problem announced itself. It was immediately after she had sneezed, she felt something hot and sticky on her thighs, and a shooting pain in her stomach, as her period began.


Tina’s eyes filled with tears as the cramps seemed to take over her whole being. Her periods were always painful, and this one was no exception. She often described them as “someone putting their hand inside her, twisting her stomach, and trying to wrench it out of her body”. And that was how she felt right then.


She heard footsteps in the woods behind her, and soon Harry appeared in the clearing, moving to stand in front of her.


Once glance was enough to tell him that she was in agony, and he smiled. He looked at her tits and pussy, and again smiled at his victim.


“The holes are improving, slave, but need more help. I can see you are already distressed, and don’t need any more pressure, but, what the hell, as I have said, you are here to serve me, not yourself.”


With this he lifted the bag he had brought, and began to pull out some more weights.


“I am adding another eight ounces to each ring. I am also going to insert the larger ring, though I doubt it will please you.”


He added the first weights to her nipples. Watching as the holes stretched even more, before adding the last one to her clit. Only then did he bring the ring out of the bag. It was a large ring, but Tina knew just be seeing it, that it was not going to be a pleasant experience, as Harry opened the ring, and began to press the end through the hole the weights on her nipples had opened up. It took Harry a few minutes to force the end of the ring through, but he managed it, and then moved the end to her other nipple, sliding the ring through the hole, with a struggle.


He ignored Tina’s screams as the ring caused her nipples to bleed, and pushed the ring through both nipples so that the open part of the ring hung down in front of her. the end of the ring was a little above her pussy, and Tina knew that if he was going to do what she suspected, this was going to be painful and very uncomfortable.


She begged Harry not to do it, but Harry looked at her and grinned, as his fingers pulled at her clit ring, pulling it up to meet the ring, which was really too small to reach comfortably. It took Harry several minutes of strong pulling before he could line her clit hole up with the ring, and another minute to force it through. Happily hearing Tina scream as he clit was stretched well away from her body, He sealed the ring, watching as it pulled harshly on both of her nipples and her clit. As long as the ring was in place, her tits would not be able to bounce, and her clit would be almost an inch long.


“See you tomorrow,. slave” he laughed as he walked away again.


Tina had expected Harry to take the weight off after forcing the ring into place, but he had not done so, and the pain she was in, was enough to send her to unconsciousness. Sixteen ounces hanging from each nipple, and from her clit. Her whole body seemed to be one continuous pain.



PART 10


By morning, Tina was a mess.. her blood soaked thighs were evidence of her period, the weights dragging on her tender regions, stretching the holes Harry had made, and the ring that now connected her clit and her nipples, constantly pulling at each of them. There would be no respite from this pressure.


There was no resistance from Tina as Harry appeared to release her from the bondage. When he unfastened her arms, Tina sank to the ground, unable to support herself after the harshness of her suffering. Harry stood before her and unzipped his trousers, letting his cock loose in front of her.


Tina knew what he wanted, and though she could not raise the effort to lift her arms, she obediently opened her mouth and allowed Harry to press the head of his cock into her mouth, closing her lips around it, as he began to move his hips.;


The cruelty she had endured, the pain in her clit and nipples, had taken their toll on her, and Tina was prepared to do anything Harry wanted, simply to stop him from hurting her any more.


Harry’s thrusts became harder, more urgent, and she knew he was about to come, but she made no effort to pull away from him, resigned to accept what was happening.


Tina no longer felt that help was on it’s way. There would be no escape, no rescue. She accepted that her ordeal would only end when Harry decided to end it.


Even as his hot juices splashed against the back of her throat, Tina did not pull away, but simply swallowed what she could, feeling small rivulets escape her mouth and run down her cheeks. Harry had won, Tina could accept no more punishment, no more pain.


As Harry pulled his cock from her mouth and put it away, he stood in front of Tina looking at her. the fire in her eyes was gone, and she had placed her hands behind her back, ready for the inevitable cuffs that he always placed on her wrists.


As she knelt, Harry began to remove the weights from her nipples and her clit, still leaving the quarter inch thick surgical ring in place, so the pressure on all three areas would remain. Even though Tina was not fighting him at the moment, there may be a time when she regained her composure and her will to defy him. When that happened, the slave ring will come in handy to control her.


Allowing her to stand, he led her back towards the castle, and her cell. He continued to restrain her on her chain as he released the cuffs from her wrists. He would allow her a couple of days to recover from what she had just been through, and on the bed were several pairs of disposable incontinence pants. At least he was allowing her to cover herself, though no sanitary towels of tampons would be made available to her.


Closing the door as he left the cell, he caught from the corner of his eye that she remained still until the door was closed. Her suffering was not yet over, there was still one more phase, but he was sure that she would now accept it without complaint, fearful that if she complained, things would get worse.


Alone again, Tina remained kneeling for several minutes after the door closed. She knew that Harry would punish her if she had got off her knees before he left the room, and had decided the best course of action would be to remain kneeling until the door closed, and the key turned. By doing so, she would give him no reason to punish her.


Not that Harry seemed to need any provocation. He was obviously running to his own agenda, and to some extent, her had already succeeded. She would do anything to stop him hurting her any more, though she was sure he was going to do so anyway.


He had told her at the start that she would become his sex slave, and today, when he put his cock to her lips, she had opened her mouth willingly, and accepted what ever happened.


She had not thought of her husband for a few days, maybe because he was in no position to help her. only Harry could help her now, and he would only be nice by the second, and cruel by the hour.


There was a bowl of water and a small tablet of soap close to her “toilet”, and Tina took advantage of them to clear away some of the blood that had dried on her legs. she wanted to clean her pussy as well, but she was having problems, as every time she tried to do so, she moved the metal ring, aggravating her nipples and clit.


It was grin, and bear the pain, or stay dirty. By the time she had finally cleaned herself up, she was in agony, tears streaming down her face. She was convinced that this was part of Harry’s plan. Not only was he causing her pain, she was causing it to herself.


She picked up a pair of the incontinence pants and looked at them. They would help to keep her cleaner, but she knew, even before putting them on, that the waist would trap the metal ring, and pull on it. Once more, to help herself, she would be helping Harry. Slowly, she began to raise the pants, feeling them tightly against her body as she did so,. she tried hard not to scream as she raised them over her hips, trying hard not to touch the ring, but it was a vain effort, and the tears flooded back very quickly.


Sitting, standing, even laying down, no position she could get into would lessen the pressure. Harry had done his homework on the ring, it continuously pulled on all three anchor points.


She knew sleep would evade her, as it had done the two previous nights during her bondage. It would be another long night.


PART 11


It was five days before Harry entered Tina’s cell again. Her food was delivered through a flap in the door, and Tina began to wonder what he was planning. She knew from her experiences already, that whatever it was, she was not going to like it.


The metal ring that had become a part of her was less painful, and she had been able to catch up on some of the sleep she had been losing. Occasionally Tina would catch the ring with her arm. Or move too fast and stretch the holes it had created, but in general, it was now slightly more bearable.


When Harry finally unlocked the cell door, Tina immediately sank to her knees. She no longer fought him in this respect. She tried, discreetly, to read in his eyes what he was planning for her, but she could never have envisaged what she was going to go through over the next few days.


Harry unlocked her wrist from the chain, and Tina obediently placed her hands behind her back, allowing him to cuff her. he could feel her shake as his hands closed the cuffs, and Harry was pleased to see the fire in her eyes had dissipated completely.


After what he had planned for her now, Tina would be his.


He had been back to where he had abducted Tina from, and though there was no mention of her disappearance in the local papers, there had been a police car parked discreetly close by her house.


He had gone into the pub where he had met her that night, but no-one seemed to recognise him.


Happy that he was in the clear, he had returned to the castle to prepare Tina’s next challenge.


This was to be her worst challenge, and designed to take the last of her resistance away. It would also show her, if she wasn’t already aware of it, that Harry would hurt her if she did something wrong. He still believed that telling someone that you will hurt them, doesn’t have the same message as showing them first, and then allowing them the chance to avoid the pain in future.


She had stood up well to what she had been through so far, and her actions had reflected her acceptance of her situation. He knew he could actually, now, give her the handcuffs, and she would cuff her own hands behind her back. But he still took pleasure in restraining her himself.


Leading her from the cell he led her to a bathroom on the floor above, an area Tina had never yet seen. It was still beneath Harry’s own accommodation, but it gave Tina a change of scenery.


Leading her to a chair Harry had positioned in the centre of the room, Tina was told to sit down. The seat of the chair had a large hole cut into it, and made sitting a little uncomfortable. But she did as she was told without a fight. There were two fixtures on the sides of the chair, and Tina soon realised what they were for.


Harry grabbed on of her legs and lifted it up, and out, fastening it to the side fixture, before doing the same with her other leg. Now, Tina’s legs were high and wide apart, giving the impression she was to get a medical inspection. But worse was to come.


Harry stepped away and returned a few seconds later with an IV stand, and placed it next to the chair. It took a few minutes to work out what it was, but Tina suddenly did realise, as Harry took hold of the Bartex nozzle and began to spread lubricant on it.


Tina moaned in pain as the nozzle was pressed against her arse, the tip of it finding its way past the tight sphincter.


“I am assuming you have never had an enema before?” said Harry, as he forced the nozzle deeper inside Tina. ”This nozzle is four inches long, and once in position can be inflated to stop it falling, or being pushed, out. You will then be given a six pint enema. I am not going to tell you it’s pleasant, it isn’t. however, it will clean you out.”


Tina opened her mouth to ask Him not to do this, but the words failed to come, fearful that should she speak, he would punish her.


The nozzle was filling her arse already, but then Harry began to inflate the ring sitting just inside her. she moaned as it filled her, and she knew that Harry was right. It was not going to fall out, and she doubted very much if she could force it out.


Harry stood back and admired his work, tugging on the nozzle to ensure it’s tightness.


“This will take quite some time” He said to her, as his hands reached up to open the valve that would allow the enema to flow. “I would love to stay here and share it with you, but I have other things to do, so you will have to do it alone. I could, of course, tell you what to expect, but that would spoil it for you. However, it will, I can promise you, be quite painful after a while”.


Checking that the flow had started, and adjusting the valve, Harry smiled at Tina wand left the room.


It was barely noticeable at first, the slow flow of the fluid from the large bag on the stand to her right, was barely doing anything at all, and Tina began to relax. At least in this position, with her legs lifted high, there was less pressure on her clit and nipples from the ring. It was the first time in ages that the pressure had been released.


Her eyes were, for some time, fixed on the bag of fluid, watching as the valve released it’s slow torture into her body.


Harry watched her through the monitor, and wondered should he have turned the valve more. But he had wanted this to be a slow torture. It would take almost six hours for the bag to empty, by which time Tina would be in great pain. The enema would fill her, causing cramps, stomach pains. He knew she would want it out long before it had fully infiltrated her. a normal first time enema was only two pints, and given quite quickly. But this was Tina’s first, and she was getting a very slow six pint enema. And then, she would be forced to hold it in until he was ready to let her release it. The nozzle would make sure the enema stayed in place.


As the time passed./ Tina felt the strange sensation as the enema began to slowly fill her bowels. It wasn’t painful, but it did feel strange, feeling them slowly fill up, and the enema moving deeper into her body. Harry had said four pints was a normal amount, but that she would be getting six pints. Never having had an enema before, she wasn’t sure what to expect, but so far, apart from the strange sensation, she was feeling no pain.


She had taken almost half of the enema when the strange feeling became discomfort, and soon started to hurt. It wasn’t a sudden pain, but the slow realisation that the pain was growing. It started to become acute when the bag was two thirds empty, and her body had consumed four pints, the cramps in her stomach were getting unbearable, and she struggled, trying to force the nozzle out, but it wasn’t moving.


She had never felt cramps like this before, her stomach was distended, and was very hard. She could feel it swelling up, and she prayed that Harry would return and free her of this, but her prayers went unanswered, as the enema continued to fill her body.


By the time the last of the enema had been absorbed, Tina was no longer able to look at the bag, the cramps in her stomach, and the fullness of her bowels were too painful for her. Her stomach felt as hard as concrete, and her entire body seemed to feel sympathetic pains. Her hands hurt from her weight on them, her legs ached from being in one position for such a long time, but worst of all, was her stomach.


Although the posture collar prevented her from looking down, she could feel how badly swollen her stomach was. Any more of the enema, and she was convinced that her stomach walls would rupture.


Even though the enema was complete, Tina gained no release, laying as she was, unable to move.


Harry sat in the kitchen eating lasagne, as he watched Tina through the monitor. She looked almost five months pregnant, such was the effect of the enema. Her stomach was badly swollen, and he knew she was in severe pain. He had sat and watched the final two pints of the enema entering her body, but felt no compassion for her. the enema was not the end, it was the start of her torture. He had prepared liquid food for her, and his machine was ready to go when he was.


Finishing his meal, he slowly walked back to the dungeon, smiling as he entered, hearing her moans of pain.


He wheeled the other medical stand close to Tina, and then showed her the ring gag, the same one she had worn when she had first arrived. Even though she didn’t want the gag, she no longer had the strength to fight as Harry opened her moth and forced the gag in place.


It took several minutes to force the tube down her throat again, taking care not to rupture the walls of her throat as he did so,


Tina looked at him, her eyes full of fright. The gag and the stand told her what was going to happen, and as Harry forced the tube down her throat, she knew she was going to become the office party slut.


The pain in her throat as Harry pushed the feeding tube down, was excruciating, but there was nothing she could do to stop it from entering her, the tears flowing freely.


Satisfied that the tube was where he wanted it, Harry turned on the valve that would feed Tina the liquid food he had prepared her. Her stomach was already full and hard from the enema, and the food she was now receiving was not going to make things any easier for her.


Walking around Tina, so that he stood between her legs, Harry checked on the Batrex. It was not leaking, thought he could see Tina flexing her muscles to try to force it out.


Behind him was the machine he had been working on, and he quickly brought it into position.


The machine was an old engine, stripped down to its barest details. The engine was fastened to a double cog mechanism, with a long pole welded to the largest cog wheel. As the cog turned, it moved the pole backwards and forwards. The end of the pole being a dildo, nine inches long, and quite large in girth. Larger than most men’s cock.


Bringing the machine closer, Harry lined the dildo up with Tina’s pussy, and inched the machine forwards again, forcing the dildo into her. the pole was at its fullest extension on the cog wheel, so Harry forced the machine more forwards, until the last of the dildo disappeared into Tina, watching with a smile as the dildo added even more pressure to her already battered stomach muscles.


The dildo would only pull back six inches, meaning Tina could not pull away from it.


“I know you are having problems at the moment, and this is just adding to them. The enema will be staying in for a while yet, and once I start this engine, the machine will fuck you non stop until it runs out of petrol. I have estimated that the petrol in its tank will last a few hours. “


With that Harry started the engine, its soft throbbing already filling the air, as the dildo began to slowly move out of Tina’s pussy, only to thrust back in as the wheel completed its first revolution. Tina moaned through all her restraints as the dry dildo pressed deeply into her. the pressure adding to her agony. The wheel took a few revolutions, but soon settled into a constant rhythm, not over fast, but certainly a rhythm she could feel.


Harry left the dungeon, and returned to his kitchen to watch her on the monitor, getting a close up of her face and eyes, smiling at the anguish he saw there. Not only from the pressure of the enema now, but the food she was receiving, and the constant fucking that would continue for at least eight hours.


If this treatment didn’t break Tina’s spirit, nothing would. He silently thanked the Chinese torture gangs who had taught him all of this.


PART 12


Tina’s whole body screamed out in pain. Her stomach still hard and distended and filled with the enema, her throat was on fire from the tube inserted to force feed her, her wrists from the constant pressure of her own weight on her cuffed wrists, and her pussy, the pounding of the dildo as it fucked her endlessly.


Harry had used no lubricant, and the dildo was larger than either Harry’s or her husband’s cock, filling her totally, and pressing deep into her.


Her legs ached from being held in the same uncomfortable position for so many hours. She had tried endlessly to relieve the pressure from anywhere, but Harry, as he always did, had made that an impossible task. She tried, as she had done previously. To cough or spit the tube out of her mouth and throat, but even this was beyond her.


The tears had stopped, unable to cry anymore, but her eyes were red and swollen.


The dildo crashing against her pussy lips was hurting more and more now it felt as if she was swollen there as well. The relentless pounding never easing, simply almost out, only to crash back in as the wheel turned, the sound of it’s filling Tina’s ears and her mind.


Harry had told her it was better to show someone what will happen, then to tell them. Take away even the slightest of notions that, perhaps, the torture was only a threat. She was fully aware that the torture was a reality, a painful reality that, even if it were to stop now, she would do anything to avoid in future.


Until Harry had abducted her, she had no idea that one human could be so cruel and violent towards another. She had heard, obviously, of the way the Japanese tortured Allied prisoners during the war, and the North Vietnamese had tortures American prisoners, but had never dreamt that that world would ever enter her life.


She was in such pain that she didn’t even hear Harry return to the dungeon, and didn’t see him until he was standing directly over her.


She looked at him, wondering what cruelty he was about to add to her torture, but Harry placed his hands between her legs, and onto the enema tube, still attached to her. in a single motion, Harry pressed the button that would let the air out of the inflated ring in her arse, and pulled it free of her body.


Tina screamed, feeling as if the nozzle had taken half of her flesh with it, her arse on fire. But then a different pain, both relief and pain as both sides of a single coin, as the enema was flushed from her body.


The smell hit her almost immediately as crap and enema fluid came out in a torrent. She would, had she been able to do, cover her mouth and nose, the smell like nothing she had known before, and even more embarrassing, knowing that she was the cause.


Her stomach loosened, but the pain remained, and at last, the torrent slowed to a trickle, as the last of the enema was flushed away.


Tina’s relief was short lived though, as Harry brought a new enema towards her on another stand.


She shook her head in fear, already feeling the pain, even before Harry had touched her with the nozzle. She knew what he was going to do, and frantically struggled to get free of her bonds, but to no avail, as she felt the tip of the nozzle re=enter her, filling her once more, and then felt the ring at it’s base begin to inflate.


Tina wanted to die, anything to stop this treatment, but as with all her other recent wishes, this one was denied, and Harry stood up and turned the valve that would release her second enema.


The last thing Harry heard as he left the dungeon, was the garbled screams of Tina as the new enema began to fill her up once more.


As the enema began to fill her again, faster than the previous one, Tina again felt her stomach getting harder, filled from both ends by the constant forced feeding, and now the enema.


She silently begged for death to come and relieve her, but death did not appear to be listening.


The pounding in her pussy was now agonising, and relentless. She swore she would never have sex again when this ordeal was over, though she knew that Harry would do what he wanted, any time he wanted, and she would blindly submit to his will.


She tried to remember Harry as he was at school, or how he was that first night at the pub. But all she could see was Harry as he was now. callous, torturous, and evil.


She didn’t even feel the needle as it slipped into her arm, the needle that would stop the pain, for now.


Harry stood watching as Tina slipped into unconsciousness, the drug taking fast effect on her weakened body. Satisfied that she was asleep, Harry turned off the fucking machine, and released the enema, taking care not to stand in what she expelled. Only when the trickle had ceased did Harry finally release her legs, and lift her from the chair, putting her limp body over his shoulder, and carrying her back to her cell.


The drug would last a few hours, which was plenty of time for what Harry planned.


The next phase of Tina’s new life, was about to begin.


Tina awoke in her cell, unaware of how she got there, but pleased to be finally free of the torments she had endured.


It took her several seconds to realise she was laying on her bed, but could turn her head. The first time for as long as she could remember. She lifted her hands to her face, and noticed the chains and rings.


How long had she been unconscious? The posture collar had gone, and her wrists were no longer cuffed or chained to the wall, but still they were chained.


Harry had done his work well, and Tina’s new restraints had been quickly fixed in place a s she slept. Around each wrist was a three inch wide metal band, which he had then welded in place. Around each of her ankles was another metal band, and a larger one around her neck. Each of the metal bands had “D” rings welded onto it, two on the band around her neck.


A few minutes after Tina awoke, Harry entered the cell, smiling as Tine threw herself off the bed and onto her knees.


“Your training begins here, slave. You will learn to serve, no matter what the task, who it is for, or how arduous it is. The tortures are always there should you foul up, hesitate or refuse. Do I make myself clear?”


“Yes master” the whispered voice shook with the fear of returning to the tortures.


“The cuffs on your hands, feet and around your neck are a permanent feature, welded into place. You may try to remove them, but it wont be any good. On your feet.”


Tina needed no second telling, and immediately rose to her feet, head down, and placed her hands behind her, expecting, as usual, to feel the cuffs. But Harry had other plans this time, and taking a couple of clips from his pocket placed on end on her right cuff, through the D ring, and brought her hand up to her neck, clipping the other end to one of the D rings welded there. Repeating this with her other hand, Tina stood with her arms bent, her wrists now attached to her neck.


Grabbing at the thin chain that still linked her tits and clit, Harry began to pull her forwards, leading her down the passage and towards the yard she had spent time in before. Leading her over to the far wall, Harry placed her with her back to the wall, her feet apart. Using two more clips he fastened her ankles to small hooks in the wall.


Moving to the other side of the yard Harry picked up the hose pipe that lay there, aiming the nozzle in Tina’s direction.


“You stink” said Harry, as he turned the nozzle, allowing the cold water to run, the force of it sending Tina back against the wall. A scream escaping her lips as the freezing cold water slammed into her.


There was no escape from the onslaught, as Harry continued to hose her down for a good ten minutes. He smiled as he watched her wriggle in a vain attempt to escape the water. Only when he was satisfied did he turn the water off, and left yard, leaving her to dry under the morning sun.


Alone, Tina cried. She had thought that Harry had stopped the tortures unless she disobeyed, but obviously she had been wrong. She didn’t know what she could do to stop his sadism, but she knew she had to do whatever he wanted, or things would simply get worse for her.


She felt the sun slowly drying her off, its rays eventually warming her flesh again. She had tried several times to get her hands free, but the clips were just far enough out of reach of her prying fingers. she could touch them, but could not reach the release button. She guessed Harry would know she would try, and wondered if he was somewhere at a window, watching her. she dared not look up.


Until Harry had come along, Tina had few fears, but now any unexpected noise, or the sound of his footsteps were enough to send shivers of fear up and down her spine. Her inability to read him as she could read Tom, was not helping. If she could read him, she would perhaps know what to expect. But Harry smiled, though the smile never travelled past his lips. There was certainly no smile evident in his eyes. And he could hurt her, retaining the smile.


She heard the door to the yard opening and stood still, her head bowed, afraid to look up at him as he entered and crossed the yard.


“You smell a little better” he said as he released her feet from the hooks, grabbing the link chain again, and leading her from the yard.


Inside the building Harry led Tina along a passageway she had never been down before, and into a room at one end.


The room was not what Tina expected. She had expected cold stone walls, cold tiled floor and a bed along one wall. Like her own cell. But this room was very well decorated, the walls covered in read flock wall paper with a tasteful gold design on it. The floor was carpeted in the sort of carpet she could only dream about for her own home. But it was the large round bed in the middle of the room that really caught her attention.


It was large enough, Tine guessed, to sleep four or more, and it was covered in a single black satin sheet, neatly tucked in all the way around the deep mattress.


Harry led her over to the bed and told her to get onto it.


Gingerly, Tina did as she was told, moving to the centre of the bed.


“Lay down” came the single command from Harry.


Obeying, Tina lay flat on her back, her legs together, though what she was trying to hide from this man, Tina didn’t know. She had been naked ever since she had arrived here, but no, in this room, for some strange reason, she felt vunerable, and embarrassed.


Ignoring her thoughts, Harry grabbed at one of her ankles, pulling it to the edge of the bed, and using clips such as the ones holding her wrists to her neck, still, he secured her ankle to the bed, before repeating the feat on her other ankle. pulling her legs wide apart. Only then did he release Tina’s right wrist from her neck, pulling this, also, to the side of the bed, and securing it in place. Minutes later, Tina’s other wrist followed suit, leaving her stretched open on the bed.


“I have invited a few friends over. You are their entertainment. I don’t want to gag you, but I will do at the slightest provocation. Do you hear me, slave.?”


Tina looked up fearfully at Harry, and whispered “yes master”, even as she wondered how she would entertain his friends, knowing the answer even before she asked herself the question. He was going to let other people have sex with her, and she was expected to let them.


“I will not be in the room, slave” Harry said. “But I shall be watching you through the monitor. Your antics will be filmed, and I shall be taking note of anything you say or do that doesn’t agree with me.”


With that, Harry turned on his heels and left the room, closing the door behind him.


Moving to his office, Harry checked that the eight cameras were all working and recording her. From the four corners and four walls, the cameras were picking her up clearly, and would show anything that happened to her from several different directions. Harry would edit the film later, before putting it on the site for the members to watch.


PART TWO


Tina had no idea how long she was left on the bed alone. All passage of time was lost top her. she had no idea how long she had been held captive, and, unless she was in her cell, could not have told anyone if it were day or night.


She felt that maybe she had dozed off, as the sudden appearance of soft music into the room caught her by surprise. She also guessed that it meant that whatever was going to happen to her, would be starting pretty soon.


Uselessly, she tested the restraints. Even before she did so, she knew she would not escape them. Harry had not made that mistake yet, and she doubted he was about to start doing so.


A door somewhere behind her head opened softly, and footsteps began to filter into the room. She tried to count them, to see how many people were entering, but she quickly lost count. Her mind had recently been unable to concentrate on any given subject for very long.


A face appeared within her view, and it took Tina a little by surprise. She had expected some burly man to walk in and rape her, but this was the face of a woman. Her blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail, falling over her shoulder as she leaned forward and smiled at Tina. Unlike Harry’s smile. The woman’s smile did light up her eyes. She obviously liked what she had seen.


The woman’s fingers gently stroked Tina’s cheek, the fingernails tracing fine lines up and down. There was a sudden slapping sound, and Tina’s face began toi rurn red where the woman, without warning, had slapped Tina hard. She was so surprised she even forgot to scream out in pain, as her face turned bright red.


The woman smiled again, and began to run her fingers gently up and down Tina’s face again, as other, unseen hands, began stroking her hair. She was conscious of fingers on her thighs, but was unable to see pass the women who was stroking her face, to see who the hands belonged to, but she guessed it was another woman, and a finger nail caught her clit as it brushed over it.


Tina had never been into women, but now she had no choice, as the hand between her legs moved, and two fingers slowly began to insinuate their way into her pussy. Tina tried in vain to pull her hips away from the prying fingers, but they remained where they were, and sliding deeper into her. a thumb began to toy with her clit, moving the thin chain, threaded through her clit, from side to side.


As the fingers began to slide in and out of her pussy, the woman who had been stroking her face leaned forwards, placing her lips over Tina’s, forcing her tongue deep inside the bound slave’s mouth.


She had perhaps expected it to taste different in some way, being another female. But there was no difference between this tongue, and her husbands, apart from the fact that this tongue was delving deeper, pressing as far into Tina’s mouth as it could go, flicking at her own tongue.


The fingers in her pussy were now moving faster, and Tina felt a strange tingle deep inside her. it took her a few moments to realise what was happening, that her own body was accepting these things, and that she had no control over it.


Suddenly, the fingers moved away, and Tina felt empty, bit not for long. The woman moved and climbed on to the bed, her head directly between Tina’s open thighs, as her tongue snaked out and began to toy with Tina’s pussy lips and clit.


Tina was writhing as the tongue in her mouth, and the tongue in her pussy brought feelings she had never felt before. She didn’t, at first, realise that a needle had been pressed into her arm, directly into a vein, and a cloudy liquid was being pumped into her.


The tongues were relentless, as Tina writhed in pleasure under their ministrations, brining her closer to orgasm than she had been for a long time.


But, there was also something strange happening in her head. She could feel the tongues, she could hear the music still playing, but, it was as if she was dreaming, as if it was all happening to someone else. Even as the tongues probed deeper, and as Tina raised her hips as best she could to get the tongue deeper, it felt as if it were someone else, not her.


Her orgasm hit her like a speed train, her whole body shook as she came, the woman’s tongue in her pussy staying where it was, as Tina’s juices poured from her.


She was vaguely aware that the tongue disappeared, and someone else was kneeling between her open legs, but it wasn’t a tongue. It was something fleshy but hard.


The man lifted Tina’s hips as he leaned forward, and in a single stroke, buried his cock deep inside her wet pussy, and began to fuck her. it was not gentle, as the man simply rammed his cock as deep as it would go, before withdrawing, and slamming it back into her.


In her “dream”, Tina answered the onslaught of the cock ramming into her pussy, by raising her hips as far as she could, meeting it thrust for thrust, forcing it deeper. Someone released her ankles, allowing the man between her legs better access, as he lifted her legs. driving ever deeper.


The body slamming against her made her slave chain move, pulling on her clit and her nipples as the man fucked her. Tina, strangely, felt no pain from it, but an emergency to get as much of the man’s cock inside her as she could.


The drug coursing through her veins took her humanity away, and reduced her to a sexual animal, wanting nothing more than fulfilment, and even more fulfilment.


She half heard the man groan as he rammed himself as deep inside Tina as he could, filling her with his hot cum. Even as he pulled away from her, Tina’s hips searched frantically for him. As he moved from between her legs someone climbed onto the bed, moving between Tina’s thighs.


The long hair should have told Tina that the head between her thighs belonged to a woman, but it would not have mattered. As the tongue began to probe Tina’s pussy, she instinctively lifted her hips, forcing the tongue inside her. it mattered nothing that she was still full of the previous man’s juices, Tina just wanted more, everything.


Someone was kneeling by her head on the bed, leaning forwards. Tina opened her mouth and accepted the hard cock, feeling it touch the back of her throat, doing all she could to get it as deep as she could.


The head between her thighs moved away, and Tina felt two fingers sliding into her pussy, moving back and forth, twisting as they did so.


The cock pounding away at her mouth took her mind off her pussy for only a second, or so she thought, but now she had four fingers filling her, she could feel them, twisting, turning, forcing themselves deeper.


The cock in her mouth exploded, and Tina found herself swallowing, drinking, sucking the last drops from the cock. It never dawned on her that she didn’t know who it was, she had needs, needs that had to be satisfied.


Her pussy was stretching, wider, being forced to open, as the woman’s fist began to disappear inside Tina’s pussy.


Someone grabbed Tina’s arm, and another needle penetrated her vein, as more cloudy liquid was pumped into her. two doses would be enough to make frigid elephant rampant, as Tina lifted her hips, forcing the fist even deeper inside herself. Feeling it twisting, forcing orgasm after orgasm from her.


Cock after cock forced itself into her mouth, as Tina lay helpless, unable to stop her body wanting more. Hands pulled viciously at her chains, but there was no pain, it simply drove Tina to new heights, wanting more and more, the one fist in her pussy, had become two, almost without Tin knowing it, knowing only the pleasure, the endless pleasure that they brought her.


Harry smiled as he watched the monitors. The website members were going to love this one. They, of course, would not see the drugs being administered, that could be edited out, they would simply see Tina acting like the nymphomaniac the drug turned her into, the more she got, the more she wanted.


Tina awoke back in her cell. She could not remember how she got there, but her head ached, and her body ached. She had vague memories of a woman telling her that she had been double fisted, but had no memory of the act itself.


The liquid viagra that had been pumped into her veins had kept Tina sexually heightened for over eight hours, though she had little recollection about what had happened. Vague memories of cocks, pussies, fists, but nothing tangible. It all seemed like a dream. Only the aches in her body told of the extremes she had undergone.


Harry sat in his editing suite looking over the action that the cameras had filmed. This would make the site’s members very happy, especially the double fisting that Tina had been through.


Harry had been unsure whether or not the liquid viagra would work, but it had surpassed all expectations. In less than an hour, Tina had become a rampant nymphomaniac, taking all that was given to her, and wanting more. He would be certain to use liquid viagra more often, as he trained Tina to do as he wished.


Tina heard footsteps in the passageway and was on her knees before the door opened and Harry entered her cell.


“You made me a lot of money last night slave, and you will make me more when your antics go on the website.”


Tina looked at the floor, uncertain as to what to say or do.


“The site will benefit greatly from what happened last night, and it wont be the last they see of you. In case you cant remember, which I am informed may be the case, you were not only having sex, you were actively involved. And you did well, especially the three at a time scene.”


Harry stood before Tina and slowly opened his trousers, exposing his cock.


“You know what to do slave” he said, as he moved closer to her, his cock touching her lips.


Tina opened her mouth as if it were a natural thing, and allowed Harry to slide his hardness into her. even without using her hands, she held his cock in her mouth, sucking as if her life depended on it. She could feel his cock touch the back of her throat as Harry pushed his hips forwards. As he withdrew, only the head remained in her mouth, which Tina sucked, her tongue playing with the eye of his cock.


It was over ten minutes before Harry grabbed Tina’s hair, pulling her head forwards, and ramming his cock deep into her throat, his juices filling her mouth, and leaving her no option other than to swallow. Even as his cock became limp, he held it in her mouth, making sure that she swallowed every drop.


“That’s how you will do it every time slave. Regardless of who’s cock it is. Is this clear?”


Tina nodded her head, still unable to speak past Harry’s cock.


She knew, now, that her worst fears were happening. Harry was turning her into a whore, as well as a slave. Until Harry, she had only ever had sex with Tom, now she didn’t know how many she had been fucked by, her memories of the previous night blurred.


Harry finally moved away, taking his limp cock from her mouth, and headed for the door.


“Last night you did as you did because you had no choice, and were unable to refuse. But now we will see what happens when you have the chance to refuse, or hesitate. I have another party planned, but you will not be restrained.. in truth, you will only do what you want to do, but remember slave, hesitation costs, refusal can cost even more. Within the next few days I have three men coming to visit. They have been hand picked specially for the night, and the film will be sold to a website. Just so you are fully aware, not one of the cocks is less than ten inches, and all are black. This is the start of your new life slave, but we can always return to your more painful life, if you wish. As I said, this time, you have a choice.“


Tina looked at the floor, slowly admitting to herself that she was a beaten woman.


“Did you enjoy last night slave?” queried Harry


“Yes Master, No master, I don’t know master. I have never been so turned on, and what was happening was both too much, and not enough all at the same time. I did things I have never done before, and yet, it all seemed to be right, and I wanted more, and yet, at the same time I felt used and humiliated. I remember kissing a woman, and yet, even that turned me on, and I don’t know why. “


“You were certainly mot complaining slave. For over four hours you were sexually active. And you will be again, as I have said. But tonight I will allow you to rest, and think about the three men I have coming to fuck you. This time, you will not be restrained when they arrive, and it will be up to you what you choose to do. If you hesitate, you will spend a week on the rack, force fed, as you were when you first arrived. If you do all that is asked of you, without hesitation, then you will not be punished. Its an easy choice. Now, I have to go away fro a day or two. I shall bring you a basket of fruit to keep you going until I return. Your cell will be locked,”


Tina didn’t look up as Harry left the cell. She could still taste him on her lips, as the tears slowly fell, realising what Harry was making her do, and remembering how she had enjoyed it the night before.



Harry really didn’t have anywhere to go to, but he did need time to edit the film from the night before. As he watched it through from several angles at the same time, deciding which angle was better and which close-ups should be shown, he was again amazed at how well the liquid viagra had worked on her.


Within minutes of getting the injection, Tina had started to get actively involved with the sex, her hips rising to meet the onslaught. Harry had been unsure as to what her reactions to the drug would be, and it had far surpassed anything he could have wished for, but it was the second injection that had really done the trick.


She went from actively involved, to rampant and insatiable in almost the blink of an eye. Her eyes had glazed over, and though the restraints had vanished, she made no attempts to get off the bed, in fact, Harry doubted if anyone could have got her off the bed no matter how hard they tried.


Harry now knew that the drug would work on her, which was just as well. The three men he had lined up for her, were all special. He had discovered them on a web site that dealt with freak cock sizes, none less than twelve inches long, and most of them as thick as Tina’s wrist. When they arrived, Tina would need all the help she could get to handle them. This was a three into one movie that would stretch the boundaries.


They were due to arrive in England in a couple of days, and Harry wanted Tina ready for them. Of the fruit in the basket he had left for her, at least two pieces had been injected with the viagra. By the time the men touched her, she should already be very aroused, and ready. She would also get a direct injection before she entered the bedroom where they would be waiting for her. he would take no chances, as the men were costing Harry a lot of money. He wanted his money’s worth back.


Over the next few days Harry sat and watched Tina in her cell. He had installed a small monitor high on one wall, where it was showing Tina her antics of the night she had taken on all comers. Harry knew when she had eaten the fruit with the viagra in it, because within half an hour, her fingers had slowly moved to her pussy. Whether it was the thought of what had happened, or seeing herself that had turned her on, once she did get turned on, the viagra kicked in, and she could do almost nothing to stop herself masturbating.


Harry watched as Tina’s finger moved inside her own pussy, the powerful drug enhancing her sex drive. He wondered what would happen if she were fed one dose everyday for a month. Would she be bale to handle it? Would there be medical problems? The information he could get seemed to be aged at middle aged men, suggesting they limit their use of the drug, to prevent heart attacks. But Tina was not male. Not middle aged, and had shown no symptoms of any heart disorder.


After the three Americans had been, he decided he would try it. If it worked as he wished, she would be in a constant state of arousal for the whole month.


She was, in effect, going to be given much more than the recommended levels when the Americans arrived. One first thing in the morning, one at lunch time, and one just before the party began. That level of the drug would have her selling her sole to get cock in her, and even so, would not be satiated.


When the phone call came to say they had landed, Harry drove out to the airport to meet them, and bring them back. They were not told Tina was a slave, just the storyline of what Harry wanted on film. Whatever else happened, there had to be at least one scene where all three cocks would be buried in Tina as far as each would go. Harry told them that Tina had agreed to this, and that he would pick up any medical bills if she required treatment afterwards. In other words, if they split her pussy open, it was okay.


After feeding the three big men, Harry showed them the edited version of her recent exploits, omitting the part where she had been injected. All they saw was a rampant Tina, taking everything that came her way, and wanting more.


Harry knew he would easily recoup the money he was spending on bringing the three men over, as he would put the film on at least for of his sites, with lots of pre advertising, to increase membership. He had a gang bang site, an interracial site, a big cocks site and a cream pie site, and as the men were being told that no matter how many times they fucked her, they had to come in her at least once, in each hole. That would keep his members happy for a good three weeks of updates, and would probably increase membership, hoping to see more of the same.


Tina, of course, was oblivious to all of this. Harry had warned her he had three men coming to use her, but had given no further details.


She was already back in the bedroom when the three black men entered, and moved towards her. one of them almost immediately moved between her legs, his tongue playing with her pussy and clit. Not that Tina needed any stimulus, the three doses of viagra that Harry had pumped into her that day were all the stimuli she needed. Now all she needed, was cock, and lots of it.


One of the other two men stood at the head of the bed, his trousers now down past his knees, his huge cock already hard, and pointing at her mouth. Tina needed no invitation, opening her mouth and taking the giant head into her mouth, choking a little as she did so. the last man was also undressed and stood at the other side of the bed, waiting his turn. As soon as Tina spotted it, she abandoned the first cock, and closed her lips around his cock, again, oblivious of its size. Her moth was fully stretched to take the cock in, and still she tried to get more.


For over twenty minutes, Tina sucked one or other of the two cocks offered to her, slowly but surely taking more and more into her mouth, feeling them at the back of her throat, almost gagging on them several times.


The man between her legs had begun to press fingers into her pussy, first one, then two, and now three, slowly opening her pussy ready for the onslaught that was to come. There was no resistance from the girl, as his fingers began to open her up. Her hips raised to meet each thrust of them.


The man knew it was now or never, and as he undressed and knelt between her legs, he lifted her hips from the bed. The head of his cock rested against her entrance, as she tried to lift even further. Without hesitation, the man pressed his own hips forwards, the head of his cock sliding into her already wet tunnel. She was ready for this.


With a short thrust, the man sent four inches of his huge cock into her, hearing her moan as he did so. even though the cock was hurting her, Tina wanted more of it, and on his next thrust, raised her own hips so he could impale her. seven inches of his cock drove into her, half it’s length. Even the girls he had fucked in America for their own website had baulked after four inches, but Tina wanted even more.


Again, and again, as he drove into her, her hips came up to meet him, taking a little more inside her with each thrust. He was used to having to persuade girls to relax and take more, but with Tina, that was not happening. The more he gave her, the more she wanted. Very soon he had almost eleven inches of his cock buried deep inside her. he could feel her cervix as he pressed deep into her, but even then Tina was lifting her hips, asking for more.


At the same time, she had managed to get the two cocks near her mouth to go deeper into her throat, as she moved from one cock to the other. One of the men had been taken by surprise, and had actually cum in her mouth, the rivulets of his juices running from the sides of her mouth as she sucked eagerly on the other cock.


Harry sat in his office watching the action, and he knew that this was going to make him a lot of money. The close up of her pussy showed the guy was almost totally buried inside her, as she moaned, but still pressed her hips up with each thrust. She could feel no pain, just the need for cock, and more cock.


The man fucking Tina grabbed hold of her in his arms, and rolled over onto his back, taking her with him, his cock still buried deep inside her. Tina was now able to control how much of his cock went into her, as she began to lift and lower her hips.


As she did so, the man who had been in her mouth moved around behind her, and began to toy with her arse, putting one finger inside it, and twisting it around. Moments later it was joined by a second finger, and the invasion seemed to spur Tina on even more.


Several minutes later, and the man had now got four of his fingers into her, opening her arse up ready for the main intrusion. The man on the bottom held Tina tight, to stop her fro moving, as the second man began to slowly press his cock at her arse.


It was a slow process, forcing the head of his cock into her tight passage, but Tina seemed to be moving up to meet it, making it a little easier. With a sudden movement, the head of the cock slipped past the opening, as Tina moaned loudly. Whichever way Tina now moved, she was impaling herself on one or other of the two huge cocks. Admittedly, the one in her arse was not over deep, but it mattered little to Tina.


The more she got, the more she seemed to want. Pumping her hips forwards and back, her moans of pleasure filling the room. The man who had already cum once had begun to recover, and moved close to her face again, his cock ready for her. Eagerly, Tina opened her mouth to accept him, as the cameras moved in for close-ups of each of Tina’s holes, showing clearly that all three were truly stuffed.


The man who had been fucking her pussy began to moan, a signal that he was losing his battle to keep up with the rampant woman. But with her weight and the second man’s weight on top of his, he could do nothing to extricate himself from the position he was in, as his cock exploded deep in her pussy.


Still. Tina rode him as if nothing had happened, his hot juices filling her. Harry made sure he caught on camera the cum as it began to flow out of Tina’s pussy, the man losing his battle to stay hard, his cock slipping from her, his own juices flooding onto his balls, as the man fucking Tina’s arse, continued to do so.


For another ten minutes Tina pushed her self backwards and forwards onto the cock that was buried six inches into her arse, until she heard the man moan loudly, feeling his cock jerk harshly inside her, as the man filled her passage with hot juices, pulling out as he was still cumming, white cum splashing up Tina’s back, as her arse released the juices he had already pumped into her.


A close up showed Tina’s arse gaping, as it seeped cum from it. Now she could concentrate on the cock still in her mouth, holding it at the back of her throat, and sucking deeply on it. Harry caught on one of the cameras that Tina eyes had glazed over, and knew she would not last much longer. Her exertions had literally drained her, but still she held onto the cock in her mouth, pumping her head back and forth onto it, holding it in two hands, not allowing the man to pull back a single inch.


With pressure like this from Tina, the man could not hold out much longer, and with a scream, he emptied himself into her mouth and throat, Tina’s head still pumping relentlessly on him, his juices flooding from her mouth as she did so.


Only when he could handle no more would Tina let him free. As the man left the room, leaving Tina alone on the bed, she was covered in cum as she now lay exhausted in the centre of the bed.


It would take several days for Tina to recover from these last two hours, but Harry had exactly what he wanted for his sites. She had taken and conquered three of the largest cocks in the industry. Only Harry knew it had been drug induced. The three men had never been told, and never would be.


For over three days Tina lay in her cell, her pussy and arse were sore, and she felt as if she had been hit in the stomach by a pile driver. She had vague recollections of what had happened, but no clear memory. Harry had brought her food on a regular basis, but had not hit her when she had been unable to kneel as he entered the room. It wasn’t disrespect, or defiance, she was simply unable to get off the bed to do so.


On the fourth day the monitor in her cell flickered to life, and the events of that night were now relayed to her in glorious colour. She watched as the three black men had entered the room, and how she had willingly taken everything they had given her.


The last shot was of her laying splayed out on the bed, covered in cum, her eyes closed.


Tina wept. What had become of her? taking Harry to her place that first night, so long ago, had been a mistake, but now she was willingly taking parts in orgies and gang bangs, even taking huge cocks and enjoying it. What had Harry done to her? and what else did he plan for her?


Her tears ran freely. She knew Harry would have other things planned for her, and she also knew that release was not one of them.


For a week Tina was left to languish in her cell, with only Harry bringing her food to break the monotony. Twice she was allowed an hour in the yard, but other than that she was left alone.


Tina found this hard to handle. Though she still resented Harry, and would escape if she could, being ignored was something new to her. it was different when Harry had left her alone as he had other things to do, but she knew he was simply sat upstairs somewhere, perhaps watching her, but ignoring her.


She found herself wondering what she had done wrong. She couldn’t think of anything, but why else would he ignore her? was she being punished for something?


The week became ten days, and then Harry entered her cell carrying a black dress, a gag and a pair of handcuffs. Tina immediately fell to her knees as she did every time Harry entered.


Handing her the dress he told her to put it on. Obviously, there was no underwear, just the dress. The dress was tight across her tits, and was just long enough to cover her arse. She knew if she were sitting down, or bending over, others would clearly see she had nothing under it. Once the dress was on she immediately placed her hands behind her back, waiting for Harry to cuff her, which he did, before adding the gag.


“I am taking you to a party, slave. Whilst there, you will do all that is required of you. If you fail you will spend a month on the rack. This is your first and last chance to show me that you can obey, and will not show me up in front of others. I will not be staying at the party, but you will be in the hands of a friend of mine, who will tell me if you disobey in the slightest.”


Tina had so many questions she wanted to ask, but even had she not been gagged, she knew she would not have opened her mouth to ask them. Annoying Harry had not proven to be good for her in the past, and she knew he would react badly if she questioned him.


Standing when ordered, Tina was led out of her cell and along the passage way, past the yard, and through a heavy wooden door. She stood in a courtyard, where Harry’s car was already standing, the boot open, waiting for her. She showed no surprise as Harry began to place her inside the boot, and closed it. Tina would have been more surprised had Harry let her sit in the car itself.


She heard the engine start, and moments later the car began to move. She tried to make herself as comfortable as she could, but every turn or bend pressed against her cuffed hands. How long they travelled for she had no idea. Time no longer meant anything to Tina. She could not tell anyone how long she had been captured, there was simply no time anymore.


When the car turned and began to travel over gravel, Tina guessed they were almost at their destination, and as the car came to a halt, she waited patiently to be released from the boot. She knew better than to make a noise.


The car had been stopped several minutes, and Tina could hear Harry talking to someone else, though she could not hear what was being said. When the boot was finally opened, and she was allowed to climb out, Harry was stood next to another man.


This man was in his early sixties, grey hair, and the sort of moustache that used to be seen a lot in Queen Victoria’s era. His face was quite red, but Tina did not believe it was through exertion.


“So, this is the whippersnapper is it?”


His voice, like the rest of his manner, made Tina think of old style military men, and when Harry addressed him as “the Colonel”, it came as no surprise to her.


“Yes Colonel. She is yours for the next two days. She has been warned, any disobedience at all, and she will be severely punished. This is on top of whatever punishment you hand out. I will collect her on Sunday evening.”


With that, Harry climbed back into the car and drove away, leaving Tina with this strange man, who was, to all intents and purposes, her Master for the next two days. The very thought of this made her weak at the knees. Something about him told Tina he would not think twice about punishing her.


The Colonel led Tina through a pair of double wooden doors into the house.


“Wipe your feet slave. If you dirty my hallway you will spend the night scrubbing it with a tooth brush.”


Tina stood bare foot on the coconut matting and brushed her feet on it, even though she could feel it pricking her feet. She was not going to try to upset this man. She knew he would not be toyed with.


Satisfied her feet were clean the Colonel led Tina through the vast hallway and towards a room on the far side. The room was no larger than her cell at home, and had no windows. A simple bare bulb, high above her head lit the room. The Colonel removed her cuffs and told her to take the dress off, fold it neatly, and place it in the basket by the outside of the door. Quickly, the dress was off, and she folded it as neatly as she could, placing it in the basket, and stepping back into her room.


“The gag stays on slave. “ The Colonel said. “If you tamper with it, I will give you six of the best, and that is a fate you would be better off not experiencing.”


With that the Colonel closed the door, and Tina heard a key turn in the lock. Tampering with the gag was the least of Tina’s problems. This room was no better than her own cell, but the light above her head was much dimmer. Nor was there a bed, simply a pile of hay in one corner. Tina collapsed on the hat, wondering what Harry had let her in for.


For over an hour Tina was left alone in her dreary room. The woodwork looked as old as the hose itself had looked, and could perhaps never have been polished. There was no colour other than the dark brown oak of the wood itself. Some of it looked a little grey, but that was because of its age, not because it had been painted.


Tina heard soft footsteps outside her room, and a light rattle of chains. As the door opened a petite girl stood outside the room, her wrists and ankles manacled so she would have limited use of her limbs.


In her hands she held a second set of manacles, and Tina did not need to be told they were for her to wear. Instinctively, Tina held her hands out, as the girl began to place the manacles on her wrists, the metal cuffs locking with a small, but sturdy, padlock on each wrist. Kneeling before Tina, the girl began to manacle the visitor’s ankles, again, securing each with a small padlock. Tina could see no keys, and guessed that the girl had not been given them. The girl, like herself, was gagged, and there was no emotion in her face. Tina knew she was simply obeying orders. Whether she belonged to the Colonel, or whether her own Master had left her here, was something only time would tell her. the girl herself obviously couldn’t.


The girl then picked up a wide leather belt, much like the one she herself wore, and wrapped it around Tina’s waist. The belt was over nine inches wide, and made of thick leather that, once fastened in place, would limit Tina’s ability to bend. The posture belt was specially designed to hold anyone erect. There were to large rings on each side of the belt, two inches from the top, and two inches from the bottom of the belt. The reason for this would become apparent later, but Tina had already guessed they served a specific purpose. She could not have been more correct.


The girl turned on her heel and beckoned Tina to follow her, leading her across the hallway and through an open door, which appeared to lead into the kitchen.


The Colonel was already in there, standing by a stove, stirring a pan of food.


“So, slave. You are ready to be obedient I assume. Remember that in this house, my word is law. Millie there” . he pointed to the other girl.£ Has been with me a year so far, and has learned the hard way that disobedience will not be tolerated. I suggest you do not find out first hand for yourself.”


With that the Colonel ladled some of the food from the pot on the stove into two large dog bowls, and placed them on the floor close to the wall.


“I suggest you eat, as you will need all your strength later. Think yourself lucky, this is a fresh pot. Millie usually has to wait until Sundays for fresh.”


With that the Colonel removed both girl’s gags, left the kitchen, leaving the two slaves to kneel and eat. The food was minced beef and potatoes, not easy to eat without a spoon, but both knew better than to leave any in the bowl. When Millie had finished hers she simply knelt where she was, and waited, putting her fingers over her lips to inform Tina not to speak. Millie pointed to a small microphone above them in the wall. Tina realised that the Colonel would be listening, and would punish either or both of them should they speak.


It took Tina longer to eat than Millie, but eventually they had both finished, and copying Millie, she knelt silently and waited for whatever was coming next. A shiver of fear ran through her as the kitchen door finally re-opened, and the Colonel entered.


The Colonel stood inside the door and spoke to Millie.


“Take the slave to the play room, and lock her in place. Don’t forget the gag”


“Yes master”, the girl’s voice was almost a whisper, as if speaking loudly was alien to her, as she picked up Tina’s gag and began to place it in her mouth, pulling just as tight as Harry had done earlier. Whatever else Millie was, she was not going to get into trouble for being lenient when asked to do something.


Tina was led from the kitchen and taken down some steps into the cellar of the house. The corridors were all painted white, and looked the same, even though there seemed to by many of them leading off in different directions from a central point. Millie had obviously been down here many times, as she did not hesitate as she led Tina to where she was taking her.


Millie had not been gagged, but made no sound as she led Tina along. Tina wondered if there were microphones in the cellar as well.


Eventually they arrived at a wooden door, which opened into a large circular room. In the centre was a low bench, screwed to the floor, which Tina instinctively knew was where she was going to be placed. It seemed a little low if the Colonel was going to cane her, or if she was being used in an orgy, but she didn’t care, she knew she would have no choices whatever the Colonel chose to do.


Half way up the walls were a series of balconies, that overlooked the small bench, presumably so others could sit an watch the proceedings in comfort. She gave them no more thought, she could not stop anyone watching her, or taking her.


Kneeling by the low bench Millie opened Tina’s knees, and using manacles attached to the bench, locked her thighs in place, open, and leaving her unable to move them. Her feet were then spread as far as her manacled would allow, and clipped to rings in the floor, stopping her lifting or closing them. Tina was then leant forwards, and clips fastened to the bench were snapped onto the four rings on her leather belt, holding her down on the bench, unable to lift herself off it


Her elbows were then manacled to the front legs of the bench, much as her thighs had been, and her wrists pulled out and also clipped to metal rings in the floor.


Tina knew that in this position, she would not be able to move, whatever the Colonel inflicted upon her. as a last measure, Millie picked up a blindfold laying under the bench, and placed it over Tina’s eyes, she would not see anything but blackness until she was released.


Checking that Tina was secured, and totally unable to move anything but her head, Millie left the playroom, and Tina heard the key turn in the lock. Even if she could find a way off the bench, she would not be able to get out of the room. She tried, in vain, to move her hand and her feet, and to get up off the bench, but though she could move her fingers and toes, she could not get her hands off the floor. Nor could she get one hand close enough to the other to release the clips that held them down and apart.


A while later she heard doors opening, and footsteps moving on the balconies above her. there were voices she didn’t recognise, most of them male, but a few female voices as well. Tina knew instinctively that these were not slaves, as they were talking freely, and laughing. She still didn’t know a lot about how people treated their slaves, but she was sure none would be able to talk and laugh as freely as the ones she could hear above her.


The Colonel was the last to arrive, taking his place in the central balcony, with a perfect view of Tina, still chained helpless to the bench below them.


His voice seemed to boom in the circular room, as he began to speak.


“Ladies and gentlemen. Below us is the slave Tina. She has been lent to us for the next two days, and tomorrow she will be available for general use. But tonight is her initiation into something new. Many of you have met Max before, but this slave hasn’t. she is about to do so. as you all know, Max has been specially trained for this, and we will take the usual bets on how long he takes.”


There was a flurry of voices, and numbers being bandied around, but all Tina could do was wait, fearful of what Max would do to her. she knew she could take a fair bit with the cane, now, as Harry had used it on her quite a bit. But she didn’t know if Max would hit her harder.


A few minutes later the room fell silent, and Tina heard a door being opened to her right. She had not noticed this door earlier, but she was too busy being fastened to the bench to notice anything.


There was a soft sound of feet padding around the room, but something was wrong. It sounded like an animal. And as something breathed on her face, she knew immediately what or who Max was.


A three year old German Shepherd, Max had been specially trained, and as he moved behind Tina, sniffing between her legs, it was obviously that he knew what to do. His tongue snaked out and licked Tina between the legs, as she shook her head, trying as hard as she could to get free of her bonds. But there was no escape, as Max’s tongue slipped between her pussy lips, and she felt it enter her.


Screaming into her gag, she could hear the people on the balcony start to laugh at her. Tina had obviously discovered who Max was.


A few minutes later Max moved his head away from Tina’s pussy, and moved to mount her, his forelegs wrapping themselves around her waist, as the red end of his cock began to protrude from the sheath that normally kept it hidden.


Tina screamed into her gag again and again as she felt the heat of the dog reaching out, and touching her pussy. Her head shook frantically from side to side, begging silently for this to stop. But it wouldn’t, and didn’t, as she felt Max thrust his hips forwards, sending his cock into the helpless woman.


Max began to move fast, his hips banging against Tina as he took her. She could feel his cock getting larger inside her as Max fucked her relentlessly. Her scream totally ignored by both Max and the group of watchers. Who seemed to be cheering Max on.


Then something strange happened in Tina’s pussy. It was if the dog’s cock had started to swell even more. Not the whole length, but the base, swelling like a balloon, and the pain it brought as Max moved harder and faster in her.


A few minutes later Tina could feel it. The dog’s cock jerking as he continued to fuck her, his cum filling her pussy, as Tina screamed louder than ever, and though muffled by the gag, was clear to all in the balcony that she was in agony, and Max had knotted with her.


Even when the dog stopped cumming in her. he could not pull away straight away. Tina, still struggling to get free, could do nothing but wait for the knot to shrink. Feeling Max trying hard to get it out of her. it took almost ten minutes for the knot to be able to be pulled out, dragging the entrance to Tina’s pussy open wide to let if out. As it left her, Tina could feel the dog’s cum dripping from her, splashing her thighs, to cheers from the balcony.


Tina was sobbing like never before, as the door to her side opened, and she heard Max leaving the room.


“Ladies and gentlemen. Max seems to have done well. And Mistress Sue was closest in time, and wins Millie for the night. There are other slaves available for each of you, and this one will be available tomorrow.”


A door opened behind Tina, and hands began to release her from the bench, helping her to her feet. She tried to struggle, but whoever was holding her were much stronger that she, and between them they led her back to her cell, closing and locking the door as they left her alone, in tears, and hating Harry even more now.


Tina cried herself to sleep on the layer of hay, not even thinking of removing the blindfold. One thing she certainly didn’t want to do now was get into trouble. If the Colonel thought that having her fucked by a dog was okay, she certainly didn’t want to find out what his punishment was like. She felt disgusted with herself, and could still feel Max’s juices drying on her thighs.


How had Harry allowed this to happen? Maybe ha didn’t know what the Colonel planned, but Tina could not convince herself of this. Maybe this was punishment for something she had done wrong. Like ignoring her for ten days had been.


She wished she could ask, but Harry had drilled it into her, she was not allowed to speak until she was spoken to, and only then to answer her Master, not to ask questions herself.


When tins awoke the blindfold had been removed, and Millie was standing at the door, a bowl of the mince from the night before in her hands. She lay the bowl down in front of Tina, and with a sorrowful look, closed the door, leaving Tina alone again.


Tina couldn’t forget what had happened the night before, how she had been tied down, and a dog had fucked her, and cum inside her. she sort of guessed the dog couldn’t make her pregnant, but what did that matter? So many people had cum inside her recently, if she was pregnant, there was no way on earth of knowing who the father was.


She hated Harry even more for allowing this to have happened. She tried to tell herself that perhaps he didn’t know, but, deep inside, she knew he did, and that he had arranged it.


And yet, there was still the night to go. And she had no idea what that held in store for her. All Tina knew, was that she was being made available to a group of people she didn’t know, and that if she hesitated or disobeyed, she would spend a lot of time on the rack, being force fed. She knew she couldn’t handle that, and yet, could she handle what anyone else wanted from her?


Tears ran freely as she realised the helplessness she faced.


It was two hours later when Tina was collected. Chains were fastened to her wrists and ankles, forcing her to hobble as she was taken into a large hall, and placed on a podium with several other girls, all chained hand and foot.


A cardboard sign was placed around her neck, bearing the number “5”. Each of the other girls also had numbers around their necks, ranging from “1” to “10”. Obviously, there would be no names used.


As the first girl was brought to the centre of the podium, ad hood was placed over her head, with no eyelets, ensuring that she could not see.


The man who had taken her from Harry stood next to her and announced that bids were now being taken.


Instead of calling out, each bidder held up a coloured card whenever they wanted to bid, so the only voice the girl could hear, was the auctioneer, and the prices he was mentioning. She would have no idea who had won her, or what they were planning for her.


It took almost half an hour before Tina stood centre stage, her head covered in the hood, in total darkness. The hood smelled of freshly made leather, and, as with the other girls sold before her, the hood had stayed on as they had been led away.


Tina heard the auctioneer start on her bidding.


“Here we have an experienced slut. She has taken multiple partners of both sexes, at the same time, she has also, as we saw earlier, taken Max. this girl, new to us here has to be worth a pretty penny to someone. We shall start the bidding at two hundred. Any offers?”


Tina could see nothing, but she could hear the auctioneer moving quickly through the numbers, obviously getting bids from someone or other. Within minutes she could hear him asking for five hundred, then six. There was a loud round of applause as he mentioned the figure of a thousand, and someone obviously bid for her, as he tried for eleven hundred.


Several times he tried to get the extra hundred, but no-one wanted to pay that price, and she found herself wondering who had bid a thousand for her. and what they wanted.


Tina could feel the tears forming inside her hood, as she was eventually led away, and down three steps, before being guided across the auditorium. She had no idea who had won her, whether it was a single person, or a group, and less idea of what to expect from them. The silent bidding war had not helped, and now the tears were running freely, as she was halted.


“Your prize”. It was a woman’s voice, but not one she had heard before.


Hands grabbed Tina’s wrists, and dragged her to her knees ignoring her cries of pain as she crashed to the ground, grazing her knees, the sudden pain riding through her whole body.


She could hear the auctioneer moving onto the next girl, and guessed that none of the slaves would be taken away until the auction was over.


Tina’s knees were in agony, as she was forced to stay as she was whilst the auction continued, secretly wishing it would all end, and Harry would come and collect her. but she knew, even then, that Harry would not be arriving just yet. He had left her here for the weekend, and after this night, there was at least one more to go, possibly two.


Time meant nothing as Tina knelt. Waiting for the auction to end, knowing from watching the girls sold before her, that no-one was leaving until the last girl had been auctioned off. By the time number “10” had been sold, Tina’s knees were ion agony, but she knew she could expect no sympathy in this company.


When the auction was finished, Tina was dragged to her feet and led off, trying not to trip in her hobble and not being able to see where she was being led. Whatever the night held for her, Tina did not expect it to be a picnic.


She would be proved right.


Tina had no idea where she was being taken, the hood prevented any light entering. She could only hobble slowly in the direction in which she was led. Had she known what was in store she would have tried to go the other way.


When Tina was eventually told to stop, she did so, having no idea where she was, or with whom.


Hands guided Tina as she was placed into what appeared to be a reclining chair. Much like a gynaecologists chair, with the foot stirrups on each side. She felt her legs being raised and placed into the stirrups, as her body was strapped to the main section of the chair. Her hands were placed in metal cuffs to each side of the chair, ensuring that Tina would not be able to move away from her intended fate.


A voice, a woman’s voice spoke softly in her ear.


“Tonight you are going to get fucked, slave girl. But not bay any man, or dog either. You are going to be fucked by a machine. It has twin dildos, one for your arse and one for your pussy. Neither will actually fully leave your body, and each will go six or seven inches deep inside you.”


Tina felt something solid touching both places as the woman spoke, feeling them being forced over two inches into her, feeling her arse stretch to accommodate the metal dildo. Her pussy handled it easily enough, but her arse was tighter, and she felt the pain as it was forced into her.


“The machine will keep both those dildos driving into you all night, no release, no escape, and, sad to say, no lubricant either. I will be watching, and taking pictures of this, until I go to bed. You, however, will stay here all night, suffering the incessant pounding of the dildos. Enjoy slave girl.”


With that Tina heard a small click, and the twin dildos began to move slowly, pressing themselves ever deeper into her body. When they reached as far as they could, they began to move back out, still leaving the final two inches inside her, before moving back into her. after a few minutes, the rhythm increased, as the dildos began to move faster, but not at a frantic pace.


It was like a slow fuck, as the machine warmed up and settled to its task. Tina knew already that this would be a long, long night, and she would only get sorer than she already was. Nor did she know the time, or how long of the night was left.


Held fast in the chair, Tina could feel the incessant pounding of the twin dildos inside her, already sore from her previous encounter with Max, her pussy seemed not to be inclined to provide it’s usual lubrication, and it began to hurt within an hour, though her arse felt even worse.


She tried again to move, to get away from the twin intrusions, but there was nothing she could do. Nowhere for her to go. The machine seemed to hum away peacefully, not labouring, as the wheel driving the dildos kept on turning, powered by main electricity. Only a power cut could actually save Tina from this. But that was not going to happen.


She had no idea how long she had been fastened to the chair, her pussy and arse were in agony, and she knew that it could only get worse. She cursed Harry yet again for leaving her with these people. For allowing what had happened, and what was happening at that moment.


Tina could feel the fire of pain as the dildos rammed deep into her, the feeling made worse by the ever present blindfold that forbade her to even look around to try to distract herself. If anyone else was there, they were staying silent. The woman, whoever she was, had said Tina would be filmed or photographed, but Tina didn’t know if this was a remote controlled camera like Harry had, or something hand held. She also knew she would never see the pictures, unless they were on some web site Harry let her access.


She also wondered if the episode with Max had been filmed. Harry, and she guessed his friends also, seemed to take every opportunity to film or photograph everything their slaves went through, and Tina had no doubt at all, that she was now Harry’s slave, and would be until she could escape. If ever.


The machine had stopped pumping the dildo into her for a full minute before Tina finally realised it had stopped. Her pussy was on fire, the insides of it bruised, though she would not see this. Her thighs were also bruised, and her pussy lips were red raw. It was only as she was helped to her feet that she realised just how badly the night long fucking had hurt her.


Even as she stood, waiting for instructions, she felt weak, her legs felt like rubber, and any movement made her pussy hurt even more.


She could hear muffled voices somewhere behind her, but could not make out what was being said. All Tina hoped for was that she was going to be allowed to rest for a while. She knew she couldn’t take any more without it.


There was a sudden but small prick in her arm. And Tina knew instinctively that she had been given an injection, and minutes later she felt her head begin to swim, as whatever she had been injected with began to work.


She tried hard to fight it, but the drug coursed through her system, and rendered her unconscious.


How long she was out cold Tina didn’t know, but when she awoke it was to find the familiar surroundings of her own cell welcoming her back. How long she had been here was of no consequence to her, time meant nothing any more, but she was strangely happy to be back where she felt safe, where all she had to think about was Harry, and what plans he had for her next.


She knew he had other plans, it was simply a matter of what, and with whom or what.


Slowly her eyes closed, as she let sleep overtake her. tomorrow Harry would have new ideas for her, but for now, her dreams were filled of mechanical dildos pounding deep inside her.



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