ALICE THROUGH THE MIRROR: ALICE'S FIRST RIDE

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 2 ]

As the room door slammed behind him. The three bound females in the room reacted differently to his orders.

“Bed” and “Post” rolled towards each other on the bed, ending up back to back. Two pair of hands flew and soon they were free of the chains connecting their fetters. Then both stood up on the bed and walked towards the third female, our own poor Alice, spread eagle between the end posts.

“But I released you when I came through the mirror” Alice frantically pleaded. “Then washed and fed you”

“We will always remember your kind treatment of us Mistress. But our master has been torturing us for quite a while in this room in order to draw you home. We can tell when another is reaching her availability; he always brings us up here and starts making us scream. We do not mind, as it is really only for this he pays any attention to us at all.” Bedpost replied.

“Then it was all just to draw me through?” a tearful Alice asked.

“Do not be upset, it has worked on everyone, except the previous one. She may have entered just out of curiosity to find the room empty. Master believes she made two visits before he discovered her downstairs one night” Bed answered this time.

“Please let me go. I will not tell anyone about this place. I can hide out until it is time to go back” Alice pleaded.

“Little Mistress, you will soon find out you cannot afford to avoid the Master. Disobeying him does not even occur to us. You too will soon feel the same.” They both replied.

While this conversation was going forward, the two released the futilely struggling Alice and half carried her into the shower. There they suspended her by the wrists from leather shackles hanging above the tub. With her tiny feet stretching down to touch something solid, the two turned on the shower and started soaping Alice down.

“Stop struggling. We can make this easy, pleasurable or hard and painful. It is solely up to you” Bedpost threatened, and Alice hung still.

As a reward for abeyance they made Alice the filling in a female sandwich. Both sent experienced hands, mouths and tongs into places few had managed to trespass. And were mildly surprised when Alice raised her thin legs positioning her ankles on the shoulders, either side of Bed’s head as her tong probed deep.

But Alice moaned, “Please” when they stepped out of the tub, leaving their sweet project incomplete.

A dazed Alice was the rinsed and toweled off. Strong Musk rubbed all over her blossoming body that tingled to their touch.

“She is ready for Master” Bed indicated to Post as they carried Alice by the upper arms out of the bathroom, placing her face up on to the great bed. They swiftly attached wide leather cuffs to her thin ankles and wrists. Black chains connected them to the four bedposts.

Bed then moved to the end of the bed and stood looking down at Alice’s young body. She reached out with her left hand, moving it in a circular motion.

All four posts began slowly revolving outwards, taking up the slack between them and Alice’s limbs.

A soft moan escaped Alice’s lips as her limbs started to feel the strain.

A single chop motion followed by a circular one and the rack disguised as a great bed stretched its victim one notch. Alice’s mouth opened. “NOOOOO” flew out but Bed simply repeated her motions twice more until Alice’s mouth flew open again and a short scream flew out.

Bed then walked over to the Amour, touched it with her left hand and the wood front chained to a picture screen showing the master seated at a desk.

“She is ready Master’ Bed reported when he looked at her after a few minutes.

“Set it at one notch per and go back to your regular duties. I will be up eventually’ He ordered.

“As ordered, we remind you, It will tear this human female limb from limb if you are not here Master” she humbly went on. “Oh, alright I will hurry and get on with it” he sighed.

Satisfied he would arrive in time; they set out candles, sharp metal clips and various whips and floggers from the chest in the corner. Then they exited serenaded by another scream from Alice’s lips as the rack automatically rotated another notch.

Eventually he wandered up the stairs to see how his new prize was making out.

He was greeted with a sight that gave even his jaded mind a sexual jolt.

A blossoming virgin female was softly moaning. Her sweat glistening body spread eagle taught across a great bed crafted just for that purpose.

He walked right over to his favorite position looking down between racked females outstretched legs. His right hand reached down and ran up her left leg as far as he could reach. Satisfied with the taughtness his hand found in her limbs. His left made a horizontal motion.

Then walked over to the left side of the bed and sat down facing Alice. Then he reached down and slapped her face to get her attention.

Alice’s eyes flew open at the stinging blow as the mark of his hand reddened her cheek.

“Please. Please let me go” she pleaded, but only received a slap on the other cheek for her trouble.

“You have just arrived and I will be linient this time. Slaves do not speak unless spoken too. I have torn the tong right out of a few whom forgot once to often” he threatened. Alice gulped but otherwise stayed silent.

“I know you limbs hurt like hell, but I assure you this will eventually be remembered as a pleasurable event” he promised

“Now for the preliminaries” he said walking away towards the toys lay out on the great chest.

He returned with two candles, and three sharp tipped metal clips.

Gripping Alice’s right nipple he pried open one clip between thumb and forefinger applying it to her nipple. A very satisfying scream tore from Alice’s throat. The right nipple received the same attachment, and Alice replied with equal energy. Breath now came whistling through Alice’s mouth.

Through her tear filled eyes Alice saw him reach down and felt his fingers softly brush her sex lips. And screamed louder than she had ever thought she could when he attached the third cruel clip to her clit.

Her master obviously thought this was just the beginning, lighting the two candles and began dripping the hot wax on her sweating form. The oil prevented any burns but he was still mildly delighted as her body jumped at each application.

He was quite aware a hot flame could be directly applied to a female’s body, but he had a year to explore all the possibilities.

Alice mind was just overwhelmed with all the pain being applied to her young body. A flinching reaction to each additional pain source was all it could manage.

He then brought a cloth from the bathroom and whipped all the wax of her body, and clearing off all the wax on her face.

Great gulps of air flowed into Alice’s lungs and she almost thanked him, but remembered his threat.

Even her relatively inexperienced mind new what was coming next. She was a virgin female spread wide on a bed under the control of masterful male.

It appeared that no mater were this adventurous Alice roamed, someone wanted access.

Alice watched him walk into the bathroom through the haze of agony flooding her brain. And when he exited stark naked steeled herself for the inevitable. That his male member was not anticipating the act amazed her.

A puzzled Alice’s head came up to focus on his form kneeling between her outstretched ankles.

He had been there quite a awhile and she wondered what he was waiting for. Her loins were afire and the new agony was spreading, over riding those from her pinioned limbs. After a few seconds she let her head fall back. The pain in her torso was as if he had set a torch to it. Her very skin seemed aflame and even her organs sent waves of agony to a brain already approaching the breaking point.

“Can you feel it? The agonies of your own body betraying you’re very soul for release? It will grow until it overtakes your very being. Nothing will be too horrible. No act to disgusting. No pain unbearable beside it. You will eagerly offer to do that which you can not even now dream of. All in order to even for and instant, find relief from it”

“You see in order to function here. Transported females require daily doses of my sperm” I have watched seven of you writhe in agony begging for it. And am looking forward to quite a few performances from you” He sat there promising her.

“I suppose those two told you it was impossible for you to hide from me. The previous one came crawling into be library one night begging for release from it. And I did not, right away. She had been sneaking around all night until the pain overwhelmed her”

“Alice’s lips slowly opened, her brain almost loosing control under the waves of pain’

“Please Fuck Me” she begged.

“No” he replied. “You do not seem ready yet”

Alice’s body started to quiver her hands clenched and released spasmodically. The chest sporting two magnificent female orbs heaved as her lungs acted as if she was drowning. Vision swam as the tong lolled out of her mouth, saliva-showing flexes of foam.

Somewhere in the tiny part of her brain still registering outside contacts, she felt his knees touch the insides of her legs. His weight almost unnoticed, as it was added to the tension attempting to dislocate her limbs from her torso.

The first sex act is always remembered by humans as a milestone in life. And the partners prepared for the act with many long honored rituals.

Alice’s was buried under the mountains of pain proceeding and being pilled on during it. She possibly felt his hand, and then the first savage stroke of his maleness, shoving it’s way through her hymen. It’s brutal passing marking the inevitable passage between girl and woman.

Her body was driven into the bed by the savageness of his thrusts. Her limbs stretched almost to the breaking point by his relentless rape. And then his body went rigid for a second and his rhythm almost became gentle.

Alice’s mind went into and out of shock as first overwhelming pain and then pleasure swept outward from her loins. All the mountains of pain seemed to dissolve and flow away as if ice cream under a blazing suns relentless glare.

He was dressed, sitting on a chair beside her. Alice’s young perfect body was still stretched out on that rack disguised as a great bed. Her consciences slowly returning from were only he had the ability to send her.

“You will find that you will offer your very soul for more, and cannot survive a single rotation of this world without at least a smear of it touching your body” he nonchalantly informed her.

Alice was expecting further tortures, but was relieved when he waved his hand over her body and the rack’s tension released her. She realized being threatened with horrible tortures had happened to her very often lately.

This as he walked around the bed, freeing her limbs from the cuffs.

Then he reaches down and sat her up with a hand behind her back.

“Ours is a symbiotic relationship. Having your real human female body under my thumb grants me high status among my peers. The ability to have new females created to order is reserved for the few. The rest of us must either trade or purchase either the right to order or existing extra females.

By promising to add your genetic code to the source. My ordering rights will be extended, only limited by my ability to pay in trade.

A mystified Alice looked into his face.

“You all want to know how with such advanced technology. What can we possibly trade for?’ He sounded as if he were one of her teachers.

“Trained slaves, new adventures, betting on races or other trained slave sport contests. In my case I both train single sulky high steppers for the ring. And lead expeditions into the ancient ancestral hinterlands”

“Believe me you will experience both. Actually you arrived just in time. We are leaving on one tomorrow.

“And yes I know the difference between a clone and a real human female. Ingesting my sperm will repair whip, shackle and other medium lacerations. But seriously harming you is not in my best interests. If you stopped coming through, I would loose the status they confer.” He continued to lecture.

“This room will be your prison as it is on the other side. Sleep well, I will have food sent up and release you in the morning” This all as he shackled her wrists and ankles to were the post girl was when Alice arrived. But this time he used locks from the torture chest to bind her tight.

Sometime later as Alice’s stomach growls were getting audible an older version of her self shackled at wrist and ankle, entered the room bearing a covered tray. “Mary?” Alice inquired.

“I will answer to whatever name you wish to call me Mistress” the slave replied. Kneeling in front of Alice. Her forehead touching the floor. Alice attempted to ask questions, but the girl remained silent.

Alice then uncovered the tray and quickly ate what appeared to be energy bars and drank the water. When she was finished and recovered the tray. The new slave sprang up and quickly exited the room.

He had not lied to her. The agonies of his tortures gradually subsided and Alice drifted into unconsciousness sometime later.

Down at his office desk her master watched as his newest prize’s sumptuous chest rose and fell in deep sleep. Damn he loved this one more than any of them so far. And he knew when she had to go back; he would miss her very much.