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WARNING!  This story is only for adults over the age of 18 and
contains Strong Sexual Content.  It is intended as a work of
fiction for ADULTS only, and the author does not in any way
condone similar behavior.
If you are under the age or 18 or reside in a state, nation, or
planet that prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!!


"Davinia 1: The Price of Oil"

By <a href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a>

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"Davinia CH05 PT2" by sfmaster@att.net

Davinia CH05 PT2: Signing Bonus

Davinia had been to many business meetings in her years as an
environmental activist.  First had been the staff and fundraising
meetings of her own and other groups; then the protests they had
staged at shareholder meetings of the oil companies they were
protesting against.  Usually, Davinia was outside protesting; but
sometimes they were able to sneak in and unfurl a banner, or
display small foldable signs, or blast air horns until they were
removed by Security.

But never had she gone to a meeting like this!

In addition to all of the rooms that Davinia had seen in the
complex so far, the place would have been incomplete without a
conference room.  So her she was, in a wood paneled conference
room that every business usually had on each floor.

Seated at the head of the table was Sir Ian, a group of papers in
front of him, a pen, and a glass of water.  This was nothing
unusual for any business meeting, and he was dressed in a blue
suit and white shirt and tie.

At the foot of the table was Lady Samantha, smartly attired in a
black Latex Dress that hugged every curve of her figure! 
Standing behind her was Yvette, dressed in her black Latex Maid's
uniform, corset, and matching high heels.

On one side of the table sat Sir Ian's guests: two Russians named
Arkady and Boris, who Sir Ian had mentioned two days earlier. 
They were both dressed in dark business suits as well, there were
pens and paper in front of them, and water as well.

Facing them were Davinia and Erin, but their position could
hardly be described as comfortable!

Both slave girls were naked, of course, wearing nothing but a
pair of four inch high black leather heels that had been locked
upon their feet.  They were seated in bare wooden chairs, without
even padding for their bottoms!  Their wrists and ankles were
held to the chair with tight leather straps, and a leather belt
encircled their waists, holding them upright and immobile!  A
leather mask with a penis gag was strapped over their heads, and
a bandage had been placed over their tattooed names over their
left breasts, to conceal their names.  The mask had eye holes, so
both of them could follow the proceedings!  The gags had a small
breathing hole, which was the only concession to their comfort!

In front of both girls were a riding crop, a cane, a rubber
dildo, and nipple clamps!

Davinia felt a hole in the chair's middle, right where her sex
and arse could be reached from below!

"I now call this meeting to order," began Sir Ian, "today marks
the start of a new production agreement between our two
respective companies.  With the development of the new oil field
in the Baku Region, a half million barrels of oil will now be
available to world markets in a few years.  Arkady and Boris,
have you read the contracts and agree to their contents?"

"Yes," they both answered in English together, which was the
language of business worldwide!

"Today's signed contracts will be flown to our lawyers in London
and Moscow, and we'll be doing a public signing later on in
Moscow for the cameras.  What we do today will seal the deal.  So
shall we sign?"

The next few minutes were taken up by Sir Ian and Arkady and
Boris signing the contracts, with Lady Samantha as witness. 
Finally, they were signed and the meeting could progress onto the
next phase, which Davinia thought might not be so pleasant!

"Would you care for Vodka or Scottish Whiskey, or American
Bourbon?" asked Sir Ian.

By mutual consent, it was vodka, and Yvette placed small shot
glasses in front of Sir Ian; Lady Samantha; and the two Russian
guests!  She filled the glasses from a vodka bottle that had been
chilling in an ice bucket.

"Cheers!" declared Sir Ian, and they all downed their vodka
together.

"Thank you, Sir Ian.  You have always known how to mix business
and pleasure together.  Now I am curious as to the signing bonus
that you told me about in Baku," said Arkady.

"Do you remember your last visit to London?" asked Sir Ian.

"How can I forget, my friend?  It's not every day that someone
tries to dump a can of motor oil on me when I visit the City on
Business."

"I have a surprise for you.  You may remove the mask and bandage
of both slave girls in front of you, and I guarantee you'll be
highly pleased with the results!" said Sir Ian, with a devilish
smile on his face!

"Thank you, Sir Ian," replied Arkady as he got to his feet and
walked around Lady Samantha to the other side of the table.  

Arkady looked at both girls, then walked behind Erin and
unbuckled her leather mask.  She gasped for breath when the
rubber penis was removed from her mouth.

"I know this girl of yours already!" said Arkady, as he removed
the bandage over her name.

"True," answered Sir Ian, "try the other!"

Arkady unbuckled Davinia's mask, and he at first did not
recognize her until her removed the bandage covering her name!

"Davinia!" exclaimed Arkady.

"I told you that I had a surprise for you!" said Sir Ian.

Arkady then issued a stream of curses in Russian, and Davinia
knew that this was not a good development!

"Davinia is my latest acquisition.  I lured her here to Katanga
while her friends were away in America on a conference.  She
disappeared after an attack by Communist Rebels."

"You are a sly English Fox, my friend!"

"Erin and Davinia are both yours for two days, and then I have a
further surprise.  Just no permanent damage, please.  Lady
Samantha will be on hand to assist you at all times, to prevent
you from becoming a little too enthusiastic with the girls."

"Of course, my friend!  We do not want to damage the goods, after
all!  I have just taken a new girl, Irina, who is being trained
at my rural dacha.  Perhaps we can make a trade?"

"In light of how Davinia has made a career out of pestering me, I
want to keep her for myself.  But we can always loan out slaves,
Arkady."

"Thank you, my friend!" beamed Arkady, "I can see this is going
to one of the best business deals in a long time!"

"Ahhhh!" moaned Erin.

While Sir Ian and Arkady were talking, Boris had joined his
brother on the other side of the table, and was fondling Erin's
breasts!  Then he took the dildo, and reaching under the seat,
inserted it into Erin's wet pussy!

"You see, Sir Ian, drilling has already commenced!" laughed
Boris.

			***

Until now, Davinia had only been used by Sir Ian, Lady Samantha,
and even Yvette!  But today she was going to be used by a
complete stranger, worse one who she had wronged years before!

Arkady was evidently familiar with Sir Ian's installation. 
Davinia was again locked in the mask, and when released from the
chair, her hands were locked behind her back, and a leash
attached to her collar!  Then Davinia felt herself being pulled
along, somewhat rough than before!

For the second time since her capture, Davinia was now truly
scared!  The rack had frightened her terribly, but Lady Samantha
had been quick to release her from the evil device.

Now she was in the clutches of Arkady, a man she had tried to
dump a quart of motor oil on years before!  Would he whip her
into submission, or take her bottom hole first?  Davinia
shuddered with fear, for this was what it meant to be a slave
girl.  She no longer had any choice what was going to happen to
her!

Blindfolded and gagged, Davinia was pulled along by Arkady. 
Would she end up in the bedroom, where she had so many tender
moments with Lady Samantha, or would it be the Dungeon?  She
hoped that Arkady would obey the commands of Sir Ian and not
damage her, but there was still many ways he could make her
scream in pain!

"Mmmmmmmph!" Davinia moaned when her leash was pulled.

For her protest, Davinia was rewarded with a vicious pinch to her
right nipple, making her squeal behind her gag!

"Silence, slave!" Arkady commanded.

Davinia now remained silent!  Finally, she was pulled into a
room, and felt soft carpeting under her feet.  So it was to be
the bedroom!

She was pushed to her knees onto the carpet, and stayed there in
silence.  Davinia could hear the sounds of Arkady removing his
clothes, so it would be her sexual skills that were to be tested
first!

When her blindfold and gag were removed, she saw Arkady standing
in front of her, wearing nothing but his briefs, and sporting a
large erection!

"What do you desire first, my dear, my whip or my prick!"
demanded Arkady.

"Both, Master," Davinia answered.

Davinia was slapped across her cheeks in a stinging rebuke!

"Whatever my Master desires," Davinia replied.

"Have you been well trained?" asked Arkady.

"Yes, Master.  I have been trained with the cane; crop; whip; and
flogger; and all of my holes have been well used.  I have worn
larger butt plugs to open my bottom for your use.  I am quite
submissive and eager to please!"

"Not to mention prideful and arrogant," observed Arkady, "a
problem common with English slave girls.  In contrast, a Russian
girl is just a couple of generations removed from being a serf
like her ancestors."

"Yes, Master."

Arkady walked over to the cabinet and removed a black leather
paddle!  So that was going to be the start of her torment!

He sat back down and pulled her over his knees, and unlocked her
wrists to allow him acces to her bottom!  Davinia reflected that
Arkady was quite handsome, well muscled, and thin, not like the
usual picture of a Russian male!

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Unlike either Sir Ian or Lady Samantha, Arkady did not go through
the routine of having Davinia ask for punishment or kissing the
paddle.  Instead, he just started striking her bottom!

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

"I cannot whip you to shreds, Davinia because of my promise to
Sir Ian.  I have to use you in measured amounts because I have to
leave something for my brother.  But I can still punish you for
what you tried to do in London!"

"Yes, Master!" Davinia answered.

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

"After the Metropolitan Police took you away, I seriously
considered asking for a meeting.  After all, why would a complete
stranger want to assault me in such a fashion?"

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

"I'm sorry Master, for what I tried to do!" Davinia cried.

"Did you know that was a brand new tailored suit that I just
picked up the other day in Saville Row?"

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

"No, Master!" sobbed Davinia.

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

"English slut!" 

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Tears fell down from Davinia's eyes as her paddling continued! 
Her bottom felt like it was on fire!

Then it stopped, and Davinia felt as Arkady massaged her flaming
bottom!

"There now, Davinia, we are just getting started!" said Arkady,
as his hand went between her legs to her sex!

"What a wet slut you are!" Arkady observed.

"Yes, Master!" Davinia answered.

Then his fingers found their way inside her bottom!

"How many men have been in your arse?"

"Just Sir Ian," Davinia replied.

"My brother Boris and I will change that," stated Arkady.

"Yes, Master," Davinia answered.

Arkady then pushed Davinia to the floor, and pulled down his
briefs, exposing his thick, meaty, sweaty Russian Cock!

"You know what to do," brusquely commanded Arkady.

"Yes, Master!"

Davinia quickly took Arkady's cock into her mouth, and deep
throated his huge tool!  She sucked and slurped, and soon had him
in a state of sexual pleasure!  Lady Samantha had spent hours
teaching her how to suck a rubber cock, and now her lessons were
bearing fruit!

"My brother and I usually take a woman together.  Later we'll use
both your holes at once!"

"Mmmmmmm!" Davinia answered.

Prior to her enslavement, the idea of taking a man's cock into
her mouth had been repugnant to Davinia.  But now she realized it
was part of her new life, and eagerly tried to satisfy Arkady!

"That is good, English Slut!  Sir Ian is known for training only
the best slave girls!"  complimented Arkday.

Davinia hoped that Arkady would come in her mouth, but instead,
just when his he appeared to be ready, he pulled out of her!

"On all fours on the bed!"

Davinia did as she was ordered, and she felt Arkday's strong
hands on her waist.  She expected his cock in her wet pussy, only
to feel it probing at the entrance to her bottom hole.

She felt herself pushed down to accommodate him in her arse, and
she complied easily!

His strong hard cock, lubricated by her saliva, pushed into her
rear entrance!  Davinia moaned as the hard shaft penetrated her
fundament, thrusting within her!

Arkady reached forward and toyed with her hanging breasts, giving
her nipples a firm pinch making Davinia squeal in pleasure and
pain!

Then with one great thrust, he pushed inside her!

"Ahhhhhh!" Davinia cried.

Sweat ran down her naked body as Arkady fucked her bottom again
and again!  She could feel the droplets form, then run down her
underarms to the bed sheets!

"Fuck me, Master!" Davinia cried.

"English slut!" Arkady answered as he plunged into her!

Davinia wondered just how long the Russian could keep this up! 
First she had brought him near a climax in her mouth, and now he
was rock hard inside her bottom.  

He pinched her nipples again, making Davinia cry out.  There was
no doubt now that she liked her sex rough!

Then he jetted his come inside Davinia, making her moan with
exquisite pleasure!  Not even Sir Ian had pleased her that much
while using her bottom!

He pulled out of her rear, and Davinia, without having been
ordered, immediately began to clean his cock with her mouth.  She
teased his rich white come, as well as the scent of her dusky
bottom hole!

"Do you desire my cock that much, Davinia?" asked Arkady.

"Yes, Master!"

"Wearing a collar can change a girl, no?"

"Yes, Master.  I'm a completely different girl now.  The old
Davinia no longer exists.  I exist only to serve my Masters,
whoever they may be," said Davinia in reply.

"Not the haughty bitch you used to be?"

"No, Master."

"Good, then if you liked my cock, then you'll enjoy being
whipped!"

				***

"Mmmmmmmph!"  Davinia was again being led by her leash by Arkady
toward her next ordeal.  After he had used her mouth and bottom,
Davinia had been allowed to clean herself up in the bathroom. 
Then her wrists had been secured behind her back, the mask
replaced, and she was again leashed.

She sucked on the penis gag, breathing through the small hole in
addition to her nose.  Davinia ran her tongue around the
anatomically correct rubber shaft, which kept her from speaking!

After she was made ready, Arkady had taken great delight in
pinching and sucking her nipples.  All that Davinia could do in
response was moan in her bondage!

Then his fingers thrust within her sex, bringing her to the edge
of a climax, before they were withdrawn, leaving her aching with
need and want!

Still wanting release, Davinia was then slapped on her breasts
and bottom by Arkady's strong hands.  This served to increase her
frustration!

"Do you seek to come, my dear?" asked Arkady.

"Mmmmmmph!" was all that Davinia could manage with the gag in her
mouth.

"You shall be denied a climax until I wish you to have one. 
Until then, you will be kept in a state of arousal and
frustration.  I rarely use a slave's pussy, Davinia.  I prefer
their mouths and bottoms, and to stripe a girl's skin is like a
work of art."

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

"Lady Samantha tells me that you were made for the whip.  That's
quite a compliment coming from her.  I'm going to test her
judgment now, for nothing makes me want to whip a girl more than
using her bottom!

"Mmmmmmmph!"

Davinia knew that her next ordeal would occur in the Dungeon! 
Arkady had evidently been in the complex before, since he pulled
her to the correct room!

Once her blindfold had been removed, Davinia found herself
hanging from the ceiling again in the shape of an "X."  Naked,
her arms and legs held apart by the spreader bars, Arkady had
raised her so that her feet just touched the floor.

But Davinia was not alone!  Chained up next to her was Erin, who
already bore the marks of her punishment!  Held like Davinia, she
had been whipped, and fresh marks adorned her skin!

Erin could not communicate her misfortune, because she wore a red
rubber ball gag in her mouth.  Sweat ran down her naked body, and
gleamed in the Dungeon lights.

"Mmmmmmph!" Erin moaned in pain.

Davinia kept silent, lest she wear a gag as well!

"I see that you have whipped Erin already, my brother," observed
Arkady.

"Yes, she responds well to the whip," Boris answered.

Davinia observed that Boris was shorter than his brother, but
equally handsome and well developed.  He was bare chested, and
wore only a pair of black tights that showed off his features,
and a pair of small leather boots.

"I believe that Sir Ian has already let me use Erin once before,"
observed Boris, "but she has been well trained, so it is a joy to
whip her again!"

"As you can see, I am about to whip Davinia here.  She is going
to be very sorry for what she tried to do in London years ago!"

"I see marks on her breasts and bottom," said Boris as he
examined her, "how did you use her?"

"I paddled her bottom, then used her mouth and arse with my cock,
and denied her the orgasm that she wants.  Typical English slave
girl!  When you use her, don't give her the release she wants."

"Certainly, my brother, I shall do as you wish!"

"Davinia is like that girl Ekaterina who we found stealing from
our Moscow offices.  Always desiring a climax in return for a
whipping."

"When did we last allow Ekaterina a climax?" asked Boris.

"Then we shall do so on our return to Baku!" laughed Arkady.

Seated in the back of the Dungeon was Lady Samantha, still
wearing her Black Latex Dress.  She walked over to her two
guests.

"Arkady, I see that you have already used Davinia.  Is she to
your liking?" asked Lady Samantha.

"Very much, thank you!  Would Sir Ian be interested in loaning
her to me, or perhaps a sale?" questioned Arkady.

"Since she's new, Sir Ian will want to hold on to her for a
while.  Maybe after she's been trained.  She will next go for
Pony Girl training with the Sheik, so she's far from trained."

"I understand, my dear.  Tell me, do you enjoy submission?"

"Why Arkady, what a question?" laughed Lady Samantha.

"I'm sure that you might enjoy a spell in my Castle, Lady
Samantha."

"Someday, perhaps, Arkady.  If I want to take a vacation from
responsibility and my clothes, I'll consider the idea."

"My cell door is always open!" offered Arkady.

"Arkady, I'm keeping you from whipping Davinia.  Enjoy yourself,
she just loves the whip," said Lady Samantha.

"Thank you," Arkady replied.

Arkady walked to the wall rack and removed the coiled leather
whip.  He presented the handle to Davinia, who kissed it without
having been ordered to.

"Would you like a gag?" asked Arkady.

"No, Master!" Davinia replied.

"As you wish, my dear!"

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Once again, Davinia was under the lash!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Arkady was a skilled master of the whip!  His strokes stung
Davinia's naked female flesh, but they did not hurt - yet!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

"Do you make it a habit to assault visiting Businessmen to the
City," demanded Arkady.

"No, Master!"

"So I was a special case, then?"

"I read in the Financial Times you were coming, and waited for
you.  I wanted my protest to get into the papers," Davinia
answered.

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

"Ahhhhh!" Davinia cried when her pretty breasts were struck with
the whip!

"How did you get to the City that day?" Arkday questioned.

"A friend drove me," Davinia answered between whip strokes!

"And how was that car powered?"

"By petrol!" screamed Davinia as the lash found it's way between
her thighs!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

"So you went to protest oil in a car powered by petrol.  Isn't
that a little hypocritical?" insisted Arkady.

"Yes, Master!"  Davinia cried, tears streaking down her cheeks.

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

"Had you asked me to Dinner, I would have gladly accepted and we
could have had a proper discussion.  I would have even invited
you on a trip to see my company in action.  Which would have been
much better than the night you spent in jail, for which you
accomplished nothing," lectured Arkady.

"Yes, Master!"

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Davinia could not believe that her actions years before would
have led her to this path!  She thought that she was freeing the
world from depending on oil.  Instead, none of her actions made
any changes!  Worse, she was now a slave to the very people that
she had been protesting against!

"Ahhhhh!" Davinia cried when the whip struck her sensitive
underarms.

"So well trained, Lady Samantha.  You have done an excellent job.
 I'm sure that Sir Ian must be pleased with his latest
acquistion!" Arkady complimented his hostess.

"Why thank you, Arkady!  Since Sir Ian is very busy running his
company he has placed me in charge of keeping his girls occupied.
 Why I often take care of Erin for weeks at a time, and I suppose
that Davinia will ultimately have the same arrangement!" Lady
Samantha replied.

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

"Owwwww!" Davinia screamed in pain as Arkday whipped her with
harsher strokes.

"Now you're making Davinia enjoy herself," said Lady Samantha,
"she was made for the lash.  You can make her scream, and she'll
thank you for it!"

"True," laughed Arkday, "but I must leave some female flesh for
Boris, here.  After all, we share everything!"

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

In her agony, Davinia stole a glance at Erin.  While she was
being whipped by Arkady, Boris had placed clamps on her nipples,
and was not using the riding crop on her!  Gagged, all she could
do was moan and twist in her bonds!

"What a lovely sight," complimented Lady Samantha, "they look
even better chained in a coffle."

"We must do that later," said Boris.

"Yes, definitely!" echoed Arkady.

"Mmmmmmmmph!" moaned Erin as the crop struck the inside of her
thighs again and again!

A mirror had been set up in the Dungeon before Davinia's arrival,
and now she looked at herself and Erin.  Both were naked, hung in
the shape of an "X", and covered in stripes from their respective
punishments!

Davinia had felt like telling Arkady that there were beter things
to do with naked girls, but in her new role as sex slave, being
whipped was just fine with her captors!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

Swish, Crack!

"Owwwwww!" Davinia screamed as the whip tormented her again and
again!

"Such a beautiful voice," commented Arkady.

"Yes, I shall enjoy flogging her myself," added Boris as he
striped the gagged Erin.

"She sucks cock quite well also," confided Arkady.

"Sir Ian has excellent taste!  I'm sure that these prim save the
world types are all sluts inside, just waiting for a chance to
prove their true worth!"

Boris then began to fondle Erin's breasts and pinch her nipples,
making her squeal again and again!  Then her began to finger fuck
her with his index and middle finger!

"Would you like my cock in your pussy, Erin?" asked Boris.

"Mmmmmmmmph!" was her reply.

"Do not worry, my dear.  My brother and I will use your holes and
your precious body very well indeed!"

Boris then flexed the riding crop in his hands directly in front
of his helpless captive.

"Shall we continue!"

"Mmmmmmmmph!"

Both Arkday and Boris continued their respective punishment of
both slave girls.  Davinia screamed and Erin moaned, and there
was no one to stop their torments or dry their tears.

They were both slaves of Baku!

The End of CH05 PT2 

   

     



     
   



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