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CAROL — A PAUL PURPLE STORY [ part 28 ] William tossed and turned on the settee. How dare this, this . . . man, decide what to allow HIM to do! And then there was his mistress offering his body to be used by that MAN! And finally leaving him alone when there was another girl in the house that he could use! William got up from the settee, he knew that he wouldn’t get any sleep this night . . . he crept upstairs and listened to the bedroom that his mistress had been assigned. It was empty! The bed wasn’t occupied. That made him angry! At first with his mistress and then with that man the strange master! Those three girls . . . A moan from one bedroom he could recognise as his mistress. William went to the door and nearly entered the room. He looked through the keyhole at the girl bent over and sucking at his mistress’s source. How dare she! Sharon was his mistress to attend to . . . it was bad enough to share her with George and Safina without these interlopers taking her away from him. He listened for a few minutes more, he could hear ‘that man’ playing with the other girl. Which left the other, other girl . . . William started to check the other rooms, but that girl couldn’t be found upstairs and he knew she wasn’t on the ground floor, which left . . . that place. He found the door to the basement and slowly walked down the stairs to the closed door, the key was in the lock and he turned it, the ‘click’ of the lock opening sounded loud to his ears, but no-body else seemed to have heard it, he slowly turned the handle to open the door. The whole area was dark, but after a few minutes as his eyes adjusted to the darkness he could make out a patch of light in an area, and another in what appeared to be a bathroom area – Well he could make out a toilet, William remembered what Safina had told him about having to use a clear toilet in front of her trainer, he’d dismissed it as some fantasy that her trainer had concocted. William shook his head, there was movement in the bed, he remembered what he’d heard in the living room. This girl was still a virgin! Her vagina never touched by a man’s cock! He quickly undressed and approached the bed. As he passed a table he found some handcuffs, he smiled to himself, ‘waste not want not!’ he thought as he picked them up. Then he carried on to the bed. The girl was asleep, William examined her body, she was quite tall, but then her breasts were just forming, she could be either a young eleven year old or an old nine year old . . . But a virgin? It wasn’t often he’d had one, Okay then he’d never had one at all, even Safina when he first caught her wasn’t a virgin, he’d learnt her story over several night, after she had pleasured both Sharon and George and was tired out, she couldn’t stop him as he mounted her – it was something they didn’t teach in the orphanage, it just came naturally, and those goody-goods had missed him, because they just seemed to prefer the girls, must have been some sort of girly thing. But again this wasn’t the time to dwell on the past, the present was calling. Taking one of the cuffs he fastened Carol’s wrist to the side of the bed, then he gently pushed her onto her back and quickly cuffed her other wrist to that side of the bed. Then he straddled her body, aiming his cock at her mouth. Carol was sleeping and dreaming, she dreamt that the master had decided to train her properly as a slave. He was making her kneel down and was approaching her with his cock, except it was nearly hairless. She tried to move her hand to hold his cock but found that it was held fast. She blinked her eyes – this wasn’t a dream. She could see a youth’s body right in front of her face. Carol opened her mouth to scream out but William chose that time to push forward invading her mouth with his cock. “You know Carol girl, I liked the blow job you gave me.” William said while pushing in and out of her face. “I liked it so much that I wanted another one, without that bitch hitting me on me bum!” He jabbed in again, Carol remembering her ‘lessons’ kept her throat supple and breathed through her nose. “You know that’s a nice soft mouth you have darling, I’m almost tempted not to fuck you just yet . . . but I want a taste of your cherry!” He pulled out of her mouth and waved his cock in her face. “Now it’s nice and moist ready to slide into your cunt!” “You can’t do that! It’s meant for master to take not you!” She said hoarsely “Master this, master that! I tell you I’m fucking fed up with your fucking master! You know what I say? NO MORE FUCKING MASTER!” He leered at carol, “and you know something else cunt? I’m going to be fucking you!” He stated sliding down her body, she felt his hard cock moving down her chin, her throat, her newly forming breasts, tracking slime into the valley they were creating, and past her navel. “That’s a nice tight cunt, and my prick will be the first thing inside it!” William stated to gloat as he drew his hips back ready to impale Carol on his cock.
At my saying ‘the basement’ Pauline knew there was a serious problem, she jumped up and ran, naked, from my room. She went past Sharon and Billie-Jo who were in the same state of dress. I walked past their door, “What’s happening Paul?” Sharon asked me. I shook my head, “I don’t know, it could be that Carol’s having a nightmare and is shouting out no!” In the meantime Pauline had arrived at the bottom of the basement stairs – to her surprise she found the door not only unlocked, but open! She crept in and saw a shape moving down Carol’s body, she knew that this was wrong, but as Pauline she wasn’t in any state to help Carol. Pauline felt an internal pressure build up inside her, and a mental voice ‘saying’ “don’t worry love, I’m just taking over for a few minutes!” then Pauline found that she was now a passenger in her body. This new Pauline stealthily approached the bed, she watched as William settled his body over Carol, she could see his hand reaching down to position his cock on Carol’s untried slit “. . . my prick will be the first thing inside it!” William said at which point Pauline struck. William felt someone grab hold of his feed and was quickly pulled down Carol’s legs, the next thing he felt was the metal foot rest hitting his balls making him scream out in pain. Pauline kept pulling him along and was happy to hear him cry out when his chin also hit the footrest. William ended up on the floor, one hand cupping his balls the other holding his mouth. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing cunt?” He managed to say, not noticing the stance that Pauline had taken. “You were warned that you had to obey master’s orders, why did you disobey them?” She asked coldly “Listen cunt! He’s your master not mine!” William said angrily, “He might boss you around but that don’t wash with me!” And he lashed out with a fist at Pauline who just bent back to avoid it when she straightened she smiled at him. “Try again?” She said and gave a large yawn. William just glared at her and then charged towards her with his arms open wide in a bid to capture her. Pauline stood still until he was almost up to her and then she ducked down and rolled away from William. “You little witch!” William said and then looked at how Pauline was standing. “Hey . . . that’s how those bitches at the orphanage would stand before they’d punish us! You’re not one of them are you?” His words made Pauline pause for a second and then she gave a cold smile, “They only punished those who didn’t listen and deserved it, those of us who did as we were told got on in the place.” And she ducked again as a wild blow just missed her face. “Yeah! But I managed to get away from them, I was smarter than they knew . .. a little sob story to Elizabeth and she found my mistress and her little slit of a slave. I’ve had fun with her you know. But now Mistress is turning against me and listening to your bastard of a master.” Pauline shook her head, “And so you decided to take it out on Carol? I thought you were Ropeville trained!” William took a step back, “What do you know of that place anyway? Hey didn’t I see you . . . yeah you were one of those brats that the teachers took care of weren’t you?” Pauline smiled, “Yes dear William . . . and I remember you, why was it you were never at the orientation meetings? You would have learnt a lot you know.” “I didn’t need no such lessons, bunch of pansies listening to tapes! No I managed to get out and adopted by Sharon, made out I was a mummy’s boy and needed love! Fooled that Elizabeth I did.” He started to brag. Pauline closed her eyes and then opened them again, fury was present in them, “It’s a pity you didn’t take any of the lessons, you would have learnt how to stop this . . .” She went down onto the floor raking her foot round and sweeping William off his feet. “And then you wouldn’t be unable to block this. . .” she jumped onto her feet and then rolled over to land on William’s stomach knocking the wind out of him. “And lastly you’d be able to stop me from doing this . . .” She brought both hands knifing into the sides of William’s neck rendering him unconscious. The sounds of hands clapping from the door way made Pauline spin around to see myself and Sharon standing there, Pauline felt a rush of emotion and then she was ‘back’ in control of the body. She went to Sharon and knelt down on one knee. “I’m sorry mistress; I should have asked your permission before making William unconscious.” She said “Not at all Pauline, to be honest Elizabeth did warn me that there was a problem with William, but she couldn’t be sure as to what it was. I’ll have to let her know and to see if there is anything that can be done about him.” Sharon said to the panting girl, she then turned to me. “I’m sorry about William, is there anything you can do to restrain him?” I thought for a moment and then whispered to Pauline who smiled at me and ran to the toy cupboard. In the meantime Sharon and I went to Carol and loosened her handcuff. She looked at me. “Thank you master, I’m glad you sent Pauline to rescue me, but how did you know?” “Well first of all I didn’t send Pauline, she ran her of her own accord, the second thing . . . Well when I came down to pick up the DVD’s I activated a watchdog program, it was a babysitter one to monitor the slaves in their first few days, when they have nightmares and starts shouting out in their sleep, it’s set off by the word ‘no’ being shouted out more that anything else, the other thing I did was to suppress the alarm circuit down here, it’s a switch by the door, that way none of the computers down here would go off.” I ruffled her hair, “It’s a good job you were able to shout out the word ‘no’ otherwise it wouldn’t have activated.” Carol suddenly went white, “Master . . . I . . . didn’t . . . call . . . out! After William made me deep throat him I could only whisper, he was the one who was shouting not me!” This stopped me cold, I should have warned Carol about my suspicions of William and the safety procedures that I had set up. Again hindsight is always 20-20. A sobbing moan from the floor reminded us of our culprit but Pauline was now at hand with a part of the punishment. Although made for the female form the catsuit was able to accommodate a male occupier. It would be slightly painful in one particular area, but that couldn’t be helped. I went to the computer and quickly accessed the program for the costume, I noticed that there was an auto-fit mode and selected this, the next box asked male or female, it seems that this was already in the program, it’s just I’ve never used it before and kept it defaulted to female, I debated this but finally selected male. Reason for use? Was the next question with a drop down box, I selected containment/punishment. The next screen appeared without any pre-selections, Punishment was the heading: along with a warning that it was unsafe to have the suit remain above level 5 for prolonged periods and that it was certain death to keep it on 10 for more that 5 seconds. I looked at Sharon who shook her head, “I’m not sure about this.” She said. I selected 1 and on the screen a descriptor appeared, ‘the skin is agitated as if ants are walking over it, particular concentrations around the genitals and the breasts/chest area.’ Sharon shook her head, “Well that doesn’t seem very bad!” she said. “You try to scratch that after a couple of hours, it will drive you mad!” I told her and she nodded. I set it up for a random attack of level 1 and level 2 with small gaps of nothing. Then Sharon noted another entry, Anal probe! “Give him a touch of that, he’s never liked George using him and it might help to break his resistance before I ship him back to Ropeville!” She said. I checked with the instructions, the ‘tail’ on the costume could be used as an anal dildo, the suit would automatically send a measured amount of the tail into the body of the wearer, either as a pumping action or just resting. Again I set this to a random setting with the maximum length of 12 inches; at least the tail was flexible and not rigid, so it would be uncomfortable for him when it was running. I helped Sharon to dress William in the costume and fixed it tight, automatically the fabric seemed to shrink to fit the boy, we took him to the punishment frame and tied him to it. I turned to Sharon and asked, “Do you want him gagged?” she shook her head. I looked to the bed where Carol was watching the processes with interest, his dressing and immobilization on the frame. “I don’t think that you’re going to get much sleep with William hanging around over there, so I think you’d better come upstairs tonight, we’ll leave William here to ponder his position!” “Master, please what’s happening? It was Carol! She called me down here! She wanted me to have her . . . OW! What’s that? . . . There’s something in these clothes with me! . . .” He started to squirm in an attempt to escape the effects of the itching that was occurring in the catsuit. Sharon looked back at her slave jiggling about on the frame, but I pulled her along and out of the door, just as I was closing the door we heard. “What’s that? NO! NO! Its poking into my . . . my . . . AAAaaarrrghhhh! NO PLEASE NOT THERE! NO! NO! AAARRRGGHHH!” I paused at the foot of the stairs; there was something . . . oh yes! I quickly returned to the basement and the computer. As William saw me he was pushing his hips forward as if to escape something and I could see the tail of the suit moving around. I stopped the watchdog program and went to the door again, “Please Sir. Can’t you let me go? I’ve learnt my lesson, honest! I’ll be good I promise!” William was pleading with me so I stopped and looked at him. “You know why girls were placed on this earth?” I asked him, he gave a wild smile and looked around. “Sure! They’re there for fucking, what else are they good for?” That’s what you do isn’t it? Taking them, raping them and then passing them on for others to rape!” He said and then grimaced, “Oh god! There it goes again! Can’t you stop it? Please sir?” I smiled at him, “William, William, it’s true that I take girls and force them into this life. It’s true that I create slaves for people. . . Have you ever really looked at Safina, or Billie-Jo for that matter? They have been transformed! Their lives are improved in a way they’d never realised. Think about that tonight!” And I walked away from the boy and closed the door, shutting away the scream that started to come from his mouth as the tail started to thrash. I caught up with Sharon at the top of the stairs, “I don’t want him down there Paul, but in a way I never want him back again!” She said to me tears in her eyes. I shook my head, “No, all he need is a firm hand; leave him down there all night. Don’t even think about him!” I took Sharon’s arm and steered her towards Billie-Jo’s room, “I suggest you watch the second DVD, picture how William should have been treated to ensure he became the type of slave you though you had.” I opened the door and ushered Sharon into the room, I could see Billie-Jo lying on the bed naked, her eyes closed in sleep. I pushed Sharon to the bed and closed the door; I walked into my room to find Pauline holding onto a crying Carol. Pauline looked up as I entered the room, “I’m sorry master . . . but William annoyed me!” She said I smiled and shook my head, “Don’t be Pauline. He was building up to something, I’m only sorry that I didn’t warn Carol, or let her know of the program, that was remiss of me!” Carol shook her head, “I’m not crying because of that master, it was just that he almost took my virginity from me . . . and I wanted you to have it!” I looked at Pauline who smiled and nodded her head, “It was what she was dreaming of when William woke her, master” she confided to me. I held her hands in mine, “Carol it’s not something that you should be offering to me out of any type of gratitude,” I smiled with a thought, “It was Pauline who rescued you from William, why don’t you let her take it?” I said. “No master! I want you to do it, I want to feel a flesh and blood penis inside me not some rubber imitation!” she said hotly I sighed, “You don’t realise what you are asking for. It’s better to practise first, to get your body used to the size of a man’s cock before even thinking about the real thing, I’ll get Billie-Jo to start you on a training routine tomorrow.” I told the girl and then noticed the look that she passed to Pauline. I turned to Pauline and put my hands on my hips, “Okay slave Pauline . . . tell me!” I instructed. Pauline looked at Carol and shrugged her shoulders, “It’s just that Carol already asked Billie-Jo last week, after the second DVD arrived, she wanted to know why a sandpaper dildo would feel so painful . . .” She faltered in her answer and so I prompted her. “And so . . .?” I said, “And so Billie-Jo gave her an anal-plug to practise with.” Pauline finished. “But I only put it between the lips; Billie-Jo wouldn’t let me go too far.” Carol said quickly – too quickly I thought. “How far?” I asked her She lowered her head, “Well not all the way in anyway, I mean I stopped when I felt it hit something inside me. And it wasn’t too painful, at least the first three weren’t!” I looked at Pauline, “The FIRST THREE?” I asked – well I think I shouted in fact. “Yes master, she wasn’t satisfied with the small size and so she’s progressed, she isn’t doing so badly, better than some of the trainees would have done, in fact.” Pauline said as if proud of this achievement. “And we’ve made sure that she’s still a virgin.” “And so you want me to finish what William started with you is that it?” I asked Carol who slowly nodded her head. “Master I’ve seen how you are with Pauline and Billie-Jo, apart from those first nights when you were trying to frighten me, they told me that you always gave them pleasure when you had them, I just want some as well.” Carol said smiling at me. I shook my head, “No young lady, you were brought up here to sleep and so you will. But as for you Pauline, we have some unfinished business to complete, and I think you also deserve a punishment for acting above my head. So while Carol lies back you will start to eat her out while I make use of your other orifices.” “Oh yes master!” Pauline said and immediately positioned Carol onto her back and started licking around her young friend’s slit and clit. Her body was so placed that I had a choice of targets to use first. Remembering young William downstairs I decided on her ass, just to give her something to think about before I would move onto more . . . pleasurable places. That night we all fell into a deep sleep, with the exception of William who remained awake the whole time. . . |