Message-ID: <63383asstr$1431569402@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Yahoo-Newman-Property: ymail-3 X-Yahoo-Newman-Id: 126819.55919.bm@omp1030.mail.gq1.yahoo.com From: sfmaster <sfmaster@att.net> Reply-To: sfmaster <sfmaster@att.net> X-Original-Message-ID: <1851103570.488313.1431506775322.JavaMail.yahoo@mail.yahoo.com> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Wed, 13 May 2015 08:46:15 +0000 (UTC) Subject: {ASSM} NP: Davinia 1 CH07 PT2 M/F/f D/s NC slavery Lines: 120 Date: Wed, 13 May 2015 22:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2015/63383> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, dennyw Davinia concludes! <1st attachment, "Davinia CH07 PT2.doc" begin> 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 not in any way condone similar behavior. If you are under the age of 18 or reside in a state, nation, or planet that prohibits such behavior, stop reading immediately!!! "Davinia 1: The Price of Oil" CH07 PT2 Epilogue By sfmaster@att.net Archiving permitted, reposting is permitted; but only if you include this statement of limitation of use and notify the author by e-mail. The author forbids you to make, distribute, or sell multiple copies of this story on paper, disk, or other fixed format. However, individual readers may make single copies of the story for their own, non-commercial use. Copyright (c) 2015 by <a href="mailto:sfmaster@att.net">sfmaster@att.net</a> ATTN: Readers please feel free to send e-mail to the author. I do want to hear from you! Please mention whatever newsgroup or Website that you read this story from so that I can keep track of my own work! Davinia 1: The Price of Oil CH07 PT2 Epilogue It was two weeks after Davinia and Sir Ian had visited the mansion of Adam Nsonga. Sir Ian had made certain that Davinia see a doctor, and that there was no damage to her rear entrance. She had been given a salve to use on her inflamed tissues; and Sir Ian had used only her mouth and sex for his pleasure. Besides, of course, the whip. It was obvious that change was afoot. Sir Ian always seemed to be called away by Lady Samantha for one issue for another. Once, she had even entered the Day Room carrying a cell phone! Davinia had fantasized about grabbing the phone and calling for help; but she had done nothing of the kind. Instead she had sat naked on the floor, wishing that her collar had been locked to something, so that she never even had the opportunity to think such thoughts. Finally, one day Yvette brought her to the Day Room. Much to her surprise, she wasn't gagged, nor were her hands locked behind her back, nor blindfolded, nor led by a chain! Davinia walked behind Yvette, who guided her to the Day Room where her descent into slavery had begun! In the Day Room was the doctor who had treated her bottom and Sir Ian and a human sized coffin! "Master?" Davinia asked. "It's time, Davinia. Your bottom has healed, and I have to get back to Europe and run my company." "Master, take me with you?" Davinia plead, "You must have facilities in Europe where you keep slaves. Make me one of them?" "That's true, Davinia. But your training is incomplete. As Lady Samantha has shown you, you must next become a Pony Girl." "Please Master? I'll be your most loyal and obedient slave," said Davinia. "I'm sure that you will be. But first you must become a Pony Girl." "Yes, Master," Davinia replied, crestfallen. "I'm sure you'll do very well. The sheik is a good friend of mine, and I've even given orders that your bottom is not to be used. I won't forget you, and I'll be monitoring your progress every step of the way." "Thank you, Master," said Davinia. The lid was opened, to reveal straps to hold her in place, along with breathing equipment. Davinia did not need to be told or forced, but entered the coffin of her own accord. Sir Ian himself strapped her in the coffin, and the doctor swabbed her arm, and injected her with a syringe! "Good night, Davinia. Sweet Dreams!" was the last thing that Davinia heard before she fell into a dark and dreamless sleep. Davinia fleetingly wondered what had become of Erin and Lady Samantha would she ever see them again? THE END of "Davinia 1: The Price of Oil" Davinia will return in "Davinia 2: Pony Girls and Petroleum" 2 <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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