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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
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similar behavior.
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"Davinia 1: The Price of Oil"

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"Davinia 1: The Price of Oil" CH06 PT2   Davinia's Reward

After the sense of exhilaration that Davinia had felt after her
use of Erin in the Day Room, the hours afterward seemed like a
bit of a letdown.

Both Yvette and Lady Samantha had to work together to let Erin
out of her suspension and chains.  She was drenched in sweat, and
her naked body was scored by numerous welts from the whip and the
other instruments of torment that Davinia had used on her without
mercy.

Erin was totally exhausted by her ordeal, and it was Lady
Samantha who offered her a drink of water to quench her thirst. 
She was then led out of the Day Room by the two women, Mistress
and slave, to tend to the needs of her naked and punished body!

That left Sir Ian and Davinia alone in the Day Room together,
Master and leather clad slave.

"Hang the whip on the wall, Davinia, and come join me," ordered
Sir Ian.

"Yes, Master."

Davinia quickly did as she was told, and began to kneel at Sir
Ian's feet.

"You may sit next to me, Davinia.  It will make conversation that
much easier."

"Thank you, Master," Davinia replied.

"Tell me, Davinia, what was running through your mind as you were
whipping Erin?  You must tell me the truth, or I'll whip it our
of you myself."

"I was thinking about how the wealthy and powerful have
advantages that the rest of society does not have, Master,"
Davinia answered truthfully.

"Ever the social reformer!  You would have fit in well in
Gladstone's time!"

"One of my heroes, sir!"

"Do you know how my family made our wealth originally?"

"No, Master."

"Sugar in the colonies!  It was because of Europe's sweet tooth
that my family produced sugar, and instead of losing our fortune
over the centuries, we wisely invested it in new products   like
cotton, and later, oil!"

"But all of these products produced misery just so people in the
West could have luxuries!" Davinia demanded, amazed that after
all she had suffered, she could still argue like at university.

"Actually, I can agree with most of your points.  Except that
there are two sides to every coin!  When the automobile was
introduced, it was viewed as a great health benefit   since now
cities didn't have to contend with mounds of horse manure and
dead animals rotting in the streets!"

"But what does that have to do with you keeping slave girls?"
Davinia asked.

"Everyone has to have a hobby," Sir Ian answered, "and great
wealth, as you've observed, give me certain advantages!  After
all, my distant ancestors kept slave girls too for their
entertainment   before they died of some tropical disease down in
Jamaica!"   

"Will I be punished for speaking freely?" Davinia asked,
conscious of the rings in her labia.

"You will be punished regularly just for being my slave girl, and
even more when you do not obey my orders   like using Erin, for
example!  Do you think that she would have hesitated for a moment
if your positions had been reversed?"

"No, Master.  Erin told me a long time ago that we would be
forced to use each other, and that I should expect it in the
future."

"Wise words to be heeded since Erin has been my slave longer than
you!"

"Yes, Master," Davinia agreed.

"It's going to be a while before Erin will be ready to serve you
in the bedroom.  In fact, not until evening!  So I suggest that
you bathe, eat, and have a rest.  You can use one of the
bedrooms, and I trust you'll be able to take care of yourself  
since Erin is the one who needs attention right now!"

"Yes, Master!"  Davinia agreed.

	***

Sir Ian conducted Davinia to one of the bedrooms and locked her
inside.  She stripped off her leather clothing, shoes, and
finally her bra and panties   which were soaking wet!  Davinia
realized that she smelled of leather   and she craved a bath!

Naked, she walked into the luxurious bathroom, into which her
flat in London could have probably fit, and ran a tub full of hot
steaming water.  Selecting soap and shampoo, she lowered herself
into the steaming water and prepared for a long, hot, and
decadent soak!

After thoroughly cleaning her body and hair, she donned a white
bathrobe, and found a trolley with food and hot coffee in the
main part of the bedroom.  Obviously someone had wheeled it in
while she she soaking   and sleeping   in the tub!

Hungry from her exertions, she tucked into the sandwiches and
coffee, and then a piece of chocolate cake for dessert!

She recalled that on more than one occasion, Sir Ian had called
for a meeting, and even to invite her out to dinner at an
exclusive restaurant in London.

Davinia realized that it had been a mistake to turn both him and
Arkady down   who knows what meeting than could have led to?  Had
she met them for dinner, and been polite to them, then she might
not be his slave girl now and wear his rings in her sex!

Next, she lay back on the indulgent bed, clean, happily fed, and
sleepy.  She briefly considered the idea that the coffee had been
drugged, before she fell into a deep and happy sleep!

	***

When Davinia awoke, she rubbed the sleep from her eyes and sat up
on the bed.  Had the earlier events of the day been some strange
dream?  Had she really whipped her friend and companion and in
slavery Erin?

She stood up a bit wobbly, and steadied herself.  Then she looked
at the dresser, and saw that the top was covered by a red satin
sheet   upon which where arrayed the instruments of torment  
just as they had been when she and Erin had been used by Arkady
and Boris!

At one end, there was a carafe of coffee and two cups.  She
poured herself a cup, and drank the hot fluid down, bringing her
fully awake.

She paused to look at every implement in turn!  There was a short
whip (necessary in smaller confines of the bedroom); a riding
crop; a leather paddle; nipple clamps; a vibrator (Davinia
couldn't resist the temptation to turn it on); other various
clamps that could be applied to a female's anatomy; penis and
ball-gags; spreader bars; blindfolds; and lastly a dildo harness
with the cock facing outwards!  Davinia knew that it was for her
to fuck Erin when the time came!

She was startled by a knock on the door, which opened to admit
Sir Ian.  Davinia had not even tried the knob, knowing full well
that it would be locked.  She was, after all, still his captive
that had not changed.

"Good evening," greeted Sir Ian, "I trust you had a pleasant
rest?"

"Very good, thank you," Davinia replied, "Was my coffee
drugged?"

"But of course, my dear.  I wanted you to get a good rest for
tonight's activities."

Davinia suddenly felt like Bond in "Dr No"   except that she was
a slave, and not a spy!

"There's a PVC bodysuit and matching boots in the closet   don't
worry   they're your size.  I think we should have a light dinner
together first   and then you may attend to Erin.

"How is she?"

"Fine, actually, no real damage!  She's been my slave longer than
you and can take a lot more punishment.  She'll be ready for use
by the time we finish dinner."   

Being Sir Ian's slave continued to feel like being "Alice in
Wonderland;" pampered one minute, flogged the next!

"I trust this selection meets your needs!  If there is anything
else that you require, just ask!"

"Thank you," Davinia answered graciously, "I've seen sex shops in
London that were not as well equipped!"

"Bravo   I always knew that you had a sense of humor, Davinia!"

Sir Ian poured himself a cup of coffee, and sat on the bed, and
Davinia soon refreshed her cup, and sat beside him.

"Sir Ian?"

"Yes, my dear."

"I've been thinking   had I accepted your invitations to dinner
and let you state your case, would I be a slave girl now?"

"That's hard to say   it would have depended on just how much of
a thorn in my side you continued to be!  Had you left me and
company alone, I would have dismissed you as just a minor pest! 
But you continued year after year with your crusade   so I
finally began feeding you information and setting a trap   and
you were unable to resist the bait!"

"Curiosity killed the cat," Davinia answered.

"Precisely."

Davinia felt acutely foolish to know that she had sealed her own
fate by her actions!  It would have been better after all to
accept the dinner invitations of her adversaries; instead her
activities had landed her a new life in sex slavery!

"You had better get dressed   Yvette has made a wonderful dinner
for us   and then you can use Erin all night   she's been rested
and fed; and will be waiting here kneeling when you return!"

	***

The "little meal" that Yvette had fixed up for Sir Ian and
Davinia was one that she never could have afforded by herself in
the city of London!

A salad was followed by filet mignon, roast potatoes, asparagus,
all washed down with a red wine; followed by cake and coffee!

There was little conversation between them as they ate, since it
was quite obvious that the next stage of the evening was going to
be very important indeed   Davinia was now going to have Erin in
the bedroom   and she had already seen all of the sex toys that
she would be allowed to use!

Davinia did not feel strange eating in her PVC bodysuit   since
she had become used to eating totally naked for some time.

Finally, the two of them lingered over their coffee cups. 
Davinia drank extra cups to supply her with energy for the coming
events!

"How are you feeling, Davinia?"  asked Sir Ian.

"A little scared, Master!"  Davinia replied.

"Good.  I just wanted to remind you that one day you will be at
the mercy of Erin   do not forget that."

"Yes, Master."

"I also wanted to remind you that you have many ordeals to come.
You still wear my collar."

"Yes, Sir!"

"Good.  I don't want your experiences tonight to go to your
head."

"Yes, Master."

"Because tomorrow you will again be under the lash, this time
yielded again by me   and I intend to make you scream in pain."

"Yes, Master.  I shall look forward to it."

"Good.  Lady Samantha will conduct you back to the bedroom  
where Erin is waiting!"

"Thank you, Master."

"You're welcome, Davinia," replied Sir Ian.

	***

Back in the luxurious bedroom, Davinia found a naked Erin
kneeling on the carpeted floor.  The door had been closed, and
Davinia presumed locked, by Sir Ian.  She was also certain that
they were being observed as well.

"Good evening, Erin," Davinia began, "I trust your wounds have
been tended to?"

"Yes, Mistress," Erin replied.

"And now we can progress to the next phase of my use of your
body?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good.  Then kiss my boot."

Davinia stood in front of Erin, and her order was quickly
complied with!  Erin advanced on her hands and knees, and her red
lips firmly kissed Davinia's left boot, which she had placed
forward for that purpose!

"Perfect, now stand and let me look at you!" Davinia ordered.

Erin then got to her feet, and placed her hands behind her head
and opened her legs for Davinia to inspect her naked body! 
Davinia walked around her naked charge, seeing the marks that had
not been there before she had used her earlier that day!  She had
been afraid that she had damaged her cell companion, but there
were actually few places where she had broken her skin!

"Did I use you harshly, slave?" Davinia asked.

"No, Mistress.  I have endured much worse since I have been Sir
Ian's slave."

In the back of her mind, Davinia knew that nothing happened under
Sir Ian's tutelage without a reason   and that she was shortly
going to endure something herself that was going to be terrible
indeed!  Lady Samantha had showed her the video of Pony Girl
training   and she had said Davinia would be sent to the Sheik. 
Was that going to be her next ordeal?

Davinia then cupped Erin's modest sized breasts, noting the marks
that she had left behind, tracing the welts on her nakedness. 
Then with her left hand, she reached down between her legs to her
shaved sex, and massaged the already engorged tissues!

"Are you ready for some sex?" Davinia demanded.

"Yes, Mistress."

Unlike the fumbling attempts at sex that Davinia had endured
before she had been captured, now that she was a slave her
sexuality had been transformed   she could be used sexually, and
in many more ways possible   that she could ever have imagined
before!

"Join me on the bed, then!" said Davinia as she unzipped the PVC
bodysuit.

Living in London, she sometimes crossed paths with the Fetish
crowd, whom she usually disdained.  The idea of dressing up for
sex seemed rather silly to her utilitarian mind.

But captivity had changed all of that and Davinia now appreciated
the worth of PVC; Latex; and Leather.  She was attracted to the
sight of seeing Lady Samantha in her form fitting Catsuit and
High Heels.  She only wished that she had been more open minded
when she was free!

Davinia opened her bodysuit, exposing her luscious, soap scented
body, and tossed the garment on a nearby chair.  She sat on the
bed, and unzipped the boots she was wearing, and removed the
short stockings underneath.  Advancing up the bed, she lay her
head on the pillow, and opened her legs!

"Satisfy me."

Erin crawled up between her legs, and with her lips and tongue
began to nibble, suck, and tease Davinia's ready quim with her
attentions!

Davinia realized that she should have taken at least the riding
crop to encourage and discipline Erin   but her companion needed
no further instruction to begin servicing her naked sex!

Both had been trained by Lady Samantha in the arts of Lesbian
love, since a slave girl was expected to be able to serve all
those who dominated her.  That included both men and women; and
that she should be sexually available at all times!

While Erin was working on Davinia's quim, Davinia began to hear
muffled comments from her submissive companion.

"You should have taken the riding crop to my bum and left a few
marks   they're watching us now," whispered Erin.

Davinia had been planning on settling on her back and letting
Erin drive her to a few pleasant orgasms.  Instead, she had
reminded her that they were nothing more than actors for the
entertainment of their owners!

"I've hurt you enough already," Davinia whispered in reply.

"There's nothing you can do to me that hasn't been done many
times and harsher before," Erin spoke softly in reply.

"I didn't mean to hurt you," Davinia apologized.

"It's all right   Sir Ian will see to it one day that I'll be the
one holding the whip next time   and I'll make you suffer!"
whispered Erin.

"All right then, if it's acting they want, it's acting they will
get!" said Davinia.

Erin didn't reply, but instead continued to tongue Davinia's
clitoris, trying to bring her to climax.  Instead, her discussion
had distracted Davinia away from the goal of sexual pleasure!

"Stop, slave, and get the paddle and the riding crop!" thundered
Davinia.

Erin was startled by her partner's sudden change in tone, even if
it was for their hidden audience!

"Yes, Mistress!" quickly answered Erin.

Erin scrambled from between Davinia's opened thighs to the
dresser, from which she took the requested items.

"And the nipple clamps as well, slave!  I'll need those for your
insolence!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

Erin took all three items, and kneeling at the foot of the bed,
and offered them to Davinia.

"That's better," complimented Davinia, "now you can put the
nipple clamps on your own breasts   tightly!  I don't want any
pussy footing around!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

Davinia watched in awe as her companion first teased her right
nipple erect, then placed the metal clamp upon it, and tightened
it as ordered!  Her left nipple soon underwent the same
treatment, and they were joined by a short length of gleaming
stainless steel chain!

"Have you been ordered to do this before?" asked Davinia.

"Yes, Mistress, many times," Erin answered.

"Hand me the paddle and the riding crop," Davinia ordered.

"Yes, Mistress."

Davinia then sat on the edge of the bed, totally naked.  Suddenly
it occurred to her that before her enslavement, she would never
have been naked with another girl   and now she thought nothing
of it!

Erin obeyed Davina's commands, because they both knew what was
going to happen next!

"Over my knee!" Davinia ordered her captive.

"Yes, Mistress!"

Erin draped herself over Davinia's lap, her bottom color returned
back to normal pink after her ordeal earlier that day!

"I see that your bum has recovered."

"Yes, Mistress!"

"The better to punish you again!" observed Davinia.

"Whatever my Mistress desires!" Erin replied.

Davinia picked up the leather paddle   the same one, she
reflected that Arkady had used on her the previous week!

"Kiss the paddle," ordered Davinia as she offered it to Erin's
rouged lips.

"Yes, Mistress," said Erin as she complied.

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

The sound of the paddle, like a rifle shot, were heard through
the bedroom, but the sound was absorbed by the soft fabrics.  Had
the paddling commenced in the Day Room or Dungeon, it would
surely have echoed against the hard surfaces there!

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Erin remained silent on Davinia's lap, even as her bottom was
again the object of Davina's harsh attentions!

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

"What a pain slut you are, Erin!" Davinia declared, "I suppose
you want every man's cock and whip that you see!"

"Yes, Mistress!" Erin answered.

"Are you wet?"  questioned Davinia.

"Yes, Mistress, I'm already wet!" cried Erin.

"I'm going to reach between your legs to make sure!" said
Davinia.

Shifting the paddle from her left to her right hand, Davinia
probed between Erin's legs to her quim, inserted her forefinger
and middle finger together, and discovered that Erin was by now
sopping wet!"

She roughly scratched at Erin's quim, showing no signs of
gentleness, trying to inflict pain instead of pleasure!

"Owwwwwww!" Erin cried.

"Wanton slut."

"Yes, Mistress," agreed Erin.

"Clean your juices off my fingers," commanded Davinia.

"Yes, Mistress," said Erin as Davinia removed her fingers from
Erin's quim and stuffed them in her mouth!

"Mmmmmmmph!" moaned Erin as she did as she was told.

"That's better   and that's just the treatment that a slut like
you deserves!"

Erin did not even try to reply as she continued sucking her
female emissions from Davinia's fingers!

"Enough!" said Davinia as she removed her fingers from Erin's
mouth, "I think a few more strokes of the paddle will do you some
good!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Davinia had resumed her use of the paddle, and even though she
suspected that Erin was probably hurting from the earlier use of
her bottom, she didn't protest or resist!

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Davinia was amazed at the amount of punishment that Erin could
seemingly endure.  She wondered what she would be like after
years of belonging to Sir Ian!  Could she endure such torments so
stoically?

Crack!  Crack!  Crack!

Once she had read a book about the Fetish Scene in London, and
was astonished to discover that it's adherents practiced
something known as a "safe word."  As a slave to Sir Ian, there
was no such thing for her as mercy   she had to endure whatever
punishments and in any duration that her owners decreed!  Even if
that meant that her skin was broken and that she would bleed!

"Have you had enough, slave?"  Davinia asked.

"Yes, Mistress!" Erin answered.

"Good, then perhaps you'll put greater efforts into making me
come this time!  Now kiss the paddle and thank me, and get busy
between my legs!"

"Yes, Mistress!"

Davinia released Erin from her lap, and she slid to the carpeted
floor, and again assumed a kneeling position.  Davinia opened her
legs, and Erin didn't need any orders to get between them and
again start tonguing her quim and clitoris.

Excited by paddling Erin, it didn't take too long before Davinia
began to respond to Erin's amorous attentions!

"Oooooooooh!" Davinia soon moaned with pleasure, her already
excited state brought to new levels of passion brought on by the
stimulation of her clitoris!

"Oooooooooh!"

Erin did not stop for a moment, even as Davinia picked up the
riding crop, and began tapping Erin's shoulder blades to urge her
on to new degrees of passion!

"Oooooooh!"

Erin was a skilled lover in the Sapphic arts, and soon had
Davinia quickly on the edge of orgasm!  Davinia was sure that she
had been taught this by Lady Samantha, just as she had learned
herself at the tip of the riding crop!

Finally, Davinia threw her head back and began to moan and shake
as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her naked body!  She
opened her legs still further, and Erin pushed her tongue ever
deeper into her sex, making her moan even more with pleasure!

Before her enslavement, Davinia could not have imagined that she
could experience such pleasure from another woman!  Her
boyfriends fumbled around in bed, came too quickly for her, and
left her wanting more!

"Ooooooooooh!" moaned Davinia as waves and waves of pleasure
washed over her!

There comes an end to all things, and eventually her moaning and
shuddering finally began to ebb.  Davinia collapsed backwards on
the bed, Erin still working between her legs!

"Oh god, that was excellent," Davinia said between rasping
breaths.

"Thank you, Mistress!"

"You can stop now, Erin!"  Davinia ordered, her own breasts still
heaving from the many orgasms that she had experienced!

"Thank you, Mistress!" said Erin as she stopped and remained
kneeling on the floor!

"Come join me on the bed!" ordered Davinia.

Davinia pulled herself up on the bed and placed the paddle and
crop off to one side, and soon Erin was right next to her!  She
kissed her on the lips, and tasted herself!

They embraced, and rolled together on the bed, two girls enjoying
themselves and each others naked bodies.

"I'm going to fuck you," said Davinia, "but first, some wine!"

Besides all of the sex toys on the dresser, Sir Ian had also
provided a ice bucket in which was a single bottle of white wine,
and two glasses.  Davinia poured two glasses, and handed one to
Erin.  They both drank quickly together, knowing that their time
for pleasure was probably limited!

Davinia then took both glasses and placed them back on the
dresser, and picked up the dildo harness, which she had inspected
earlier.  It consisted of a belt that circled her waist; and a
strap that went between her legs, with a rubber penis facing
outwards.  She remembered wearing a similar harness, one that
kept a butt plug snugly in her arse, one that Erin had told her
not to remove   lest she receive a horrible punishment from Sir
Ian!

It didn't take her long to wrap the belt and secure it around her
waist, then thread the strap between her legs and close the
roller buckle at the front.  She walked a few steps, getting used
to the feel of the harness around her loins, and admiring herself
in the bedroom mirror!

She wondered just what her former boyfriends might think of her
now with a cock of her own!

Davinia turned back to Erin, who was waiting for her back on the
bed.

"Open your legs, slut!"

"Yes, Mistress."

"But first you're going to moisten the cock with your saliva!"
Davinia ordered.

Davinia knelt on the bed, and walked her way over to Erin, who
soon did as she was ordered.  She sucked eagerly on the cock  
just as she had done with both Arkady and Boris, Davinia
thought!

"Enough!"

Erin stopped her attentions to the cock, and Davinia stretched
out beside Erin, and then began to fuck her naked companion with
the rubber dildo she now wore proudly!

Davinia wondered if she was feeling the same sort of sexual power
in screwing Erin that a man would feel!  True, the rubber cock
was not a part of her own body   but it still felt good indeed!

Since they were both roughly the same height, their naked breasts
moved against each other, and Davinia could feel the nipple
clamps still restraining Erin's pained female buds!  However,
since she had ordered that Erin place them on her, they had
evidently not interfered with her pleasure   since Erin had been
trained to accept both pain and pleasure at the same time!

On her back, Erin soon began to writhe and moan in response to
Davinia's thrusting of the rubber cock between her legs.  They
could both hear the slight noises made by the rings in Erin's
labia   the mark of her ownership by Sir Ian!

Just when it appeared that Davinia was going to give Erin a
mind-blowing sexual orgasm, she suddenly pulled the cock out,
stopping her thrusting motions that had made her mad with
desire!

"On your knees!"

Erin quickly got to her hands and knees, and Davinia placed her
hands on Erin's waist, and soon picked up where she had left
off!

Davinia had enjoyed those rare times when an adventurous
boyfriend was willing to take her from behind   and it was
apparent that Erin also liked the position as well!

"Oooooooooh!"  cried Erin.

Davinia continued her pelvic thrusts, driving Erin even wilder
into the throes of passion.  Sweat poured off both their bodies,
leaving the room with the scent of lesbian sex!

"Oooooooooh!" moaned Davinia.

Soon both women were moaning in unison, and then Erin began to
shake as the pent up sexual energy within her was released as one
orgasm after another!  She cried out as her body was taken over
as she climaxed one time after another, the rubber cock still
thrusting within!

Unlike being fucked by a real man, this cock did not soften, but
still remained hard inside her   multiplying her pleasure again
and again!

Sweat pouring from her armpits, her breaths ragged from the many
climaxes roaring through her, finally Erin collapsed under
Davinia.  They lay together, Davinia on top of her exhausted
companion.

Davinia rolled off of Erin, and unstrapped the harness from her
waist, placing it by the crop and paddle.

"I'd like to tongue you," offered Davinia.

"After a rest, Mistress!" Erin replied, and then softly, "go
right ahead   I may not see you again for a long time   and
perhaps under less pleasant circumstances."

Davinia realized that both of their fates were in the hands of
their owners   who could do with them whatever they pleased!

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