April sat on the bed thinking. What did he mean by his guests were going to "enjoy" her? In the back of her mind she knew the answer to that question. She put that thought aside. It made her shiver just to think about it. The door opened and a fairly short woman entered the room. Her hair was black and very long. Like all of the other women, she was naked. "Oh! Sorry, I didn't know anyone was in here." she said. April looked at the woman. "Who are you?" she asked. "I'm Cleo. Who are you?" she replied. "I'm April." she said. "Are you new here?" the woman asked. April looked away from her. "Yes..." she said. "Cleo? Why is that man so mean?" she asked the woman. "Master?" she asked. "Yeah, I've been here less then a week and already I've been raped, and whipped, and made to work outside!" she said to the woman.
"You're luckier then you think." the woman replied. She turned around and parted the back of her hair. April could see scars all over her back. "Oh my god! What did he do to you?!" she cried. "Master did not do this. My previous master did this to me... Like I said. You are lucky to be here. So am I...Here I get to eat every day." Cleo replied. April stood up. "Your old master didn't even feed you?" she asked. The woman turned around. "That was the least of my worries with him... Lets just say compared to what he did to me, I love being here!" she said.
"You poor thing. He must of treated you awful!" April said. "You don't know the half of it!" she shot back. "I'm just happy that here I get food and an actual bed to sleep in!" she said. Cleo turned around and left the room. April sat back down on the bed. When she thought about it, she realized that maybe she was lucky... For the most part, she was unharmed. The stinging on her back had faded away. For the most part she felt fine. She was nervous about the party but besides that she was ok. Still though, thoughts of escaping started to form in her head. "Could I escape? No. I wouldn't get very far. I'd probably end up in the dungeon having my brain fried." she thought. She heard the door open again. The man entered the room. "My guests will arrive in one hour. You should get ready." he said.
"Master? Who is Cleo?" she asked. He paused. "You met Cleo?" he asked her. "Yeah." she said to him. He walked over to the bed and sat down next to her. "Cleo is probably the only slave I would never hurt." he said. "Why? What makes her so special?" she asked, though she kinda knew the answer already. "Her last master was a very...evil man. He cared more for his dogs then her. From what I have found out, he used to torture her. One day she escaped from his place. That same day I was out on a walk when I saw her. I found her collapsed in the woods. She had several wounds that were bleeding, many were infected. She was very thin and pale. I took her back here. In a few months I gained her trust... That was over two years ago, but even today she still suffers from nightmares...One time her old master as punishment took her outside and locked her in a cage in the middle of a rainstorm. He left her there all night. She still has nightmares about it...especially when it's raining outside." he said.
"She's gone from one prison to another." April said, then immediately regretted it. "Not really." he said. "She chooses to stay here. She has no other safe place to go to. I didn't buy her and I make no attempt to keep her prisoner here." he said to her. "You, however I paid for in full. You're mine to do as I please with." he said. He got up and headed for the door. He paused for a moment. "In an hour someone will come for you." he said. He left the room, closing the door behind him. April sat down on the bed thinking to herself. She felt sorry for that woman. She now realized fully what Cleo had meant when she said that she was luckier then she had thought. There were other slaveowners out there who were much worse then the one April had ended upWould she be meeting some of them at the party?
Later she was led out of the room by two women. The women tied her hands behind her back, gagged her, and put shackles around her legs. She was taken to what appeared to be some kind of ballroom. There was music playing. It sounded...dark... That was the only way to describe how it sounded. The room was full of people, mostly men, but some women as well. A few of the women were walking around carrying plates of food, others were kneeling at their masters feet. One was being tortured with some kind of electric device. April was led to a platform in the middle of the room. Her legs were chained to the sides of the platform. She saw her master enter the room and walk up to a podium. "Welcome to my humble abode, gentlemen. Tonight I have a real treat for you." he said looking at April. "This young women I have acquired recently. She is still very sexually inexperienced." he said to the crowd. "The men all turned to look at April. She could see hunger in their eyes. The men were eyeing her like a piece of meat.
"Gentlemen. She's all yours! Try not to rough her up too badly." her master said. Several men approached April. "You're gonna like what were gonna do to you!" one of them said. "Come on! Lets get this bitch drunk!" another said. "Good idea Alec." said another man. Before April knew it, a few of the men were undoing the gag around her mouth and holding her mouth open. One of them grabbed a half empty bottle of wine...
......."April...Are you awake?" April heard her masters voice. It sounded distant and echoey. She opened her eyes. She had a pounding headache. "Ohhhhh... My head... I feel like my heads about to explode!" she said. "I'm not surprised. After how much you drank you should have one hell of a hangover." he said to her. "Wha? Drank?" she asked him. "Yeah, at the party. You must have drank roughly four bottles of wine!" he said to her. "That's how much they gave me?" she asked him. "No, after they gave you about half a bottle of wine, they let you free. You started drinking some more of it. The more you drank...the more fun you were..." he said. "Fun?" she asked him. "My guests were certainly pleased, I mean after all you were humping them like an animal after you got plastered." he said.
"WHAT?!" she shouted. "You don't remember any of it?" he asked her. "No! I couldn't! There's no way I would do that!" she said to him. "I was there, and yes not only did you fuck several of the people in the room, you were having a damn good time from what I could see." he said. "You're lying!" she screamed at him. "It's true. You were having a good time with my guests, thanks in part to the wine. Everything was going good until you had a little too much to drink..." he said. "What happened?" she asked him. "You puked all over the floor that's what happened!" he said to her. "After that I took you to one of the bathrooms where you puked two more times. Finally you just passed out. I cleaned you up, carried you here and put you to bed." he said.
"My mouth feels very dry." she said. There's a glass of water on the stand next to the bed." he said to her. She grabbed the glass and took a drink from it. "The water contains a mild sedative. It will help you to sleep off the hangover." he said. He left the room. April lay there thinking "He actually carried me up here...that was nice..." she thought. April started to feel tired again. She tried to remember the party... After that first bottle of wine, it was all a blur... She could remember only vague colors and shapes...nothing distinct. Something in her mind told her though that her master had been telling the truth... Her eyes closed. Her last conscious thoughts were what if master was mad at her...He didn't sound too angry... She slowly descended into a deep sleep.
She must have slept for hours, because the next thing she remembered, it was late afternoon. Master had woken her up. "Come on." he said, holding out his hand. Groggily, she grabbed it and he led her out of the room. "Where are we going this time?" she asked. "I am having trouble buying your story about how you ended up a slave." he said. "It's like I said, I had no choice! Do you think I like being here?" she asked. "Yes I do actually. There's an old saying: 'In drink there is truth'. It means that someone who is drunk tends to exhibit their true self to a point." he said. "What does that have to do with me?" she asked. "I think you have a desire to be a slave." he said. "Bullshit!" she said. "I did some background research on your family." he said. April started to get nervous. "It turns out that they're very rich, and that you left home when you were 15...You moved in with your boyfriend... That didn't work out, so you decided to leave, but you didn't want to go back home." he said to her. April grew pale. "Um er well I" she stammered. "No matter. I am going to take a little peak inside your head." he said to her.
"WHAT?!" she shouted. "Don't worry, I'm not going to fry your brain. You're not going to end up a mindless slave." he said to her. He led her up a flight of stairs. He took her to a large room. Inside there was some computer equipment. She started to shake. "What's wrong?" he asked. "I'm scared!" she said. He took her over to a chair. It reminded her of a dentists chair. Reluctantly she sat down in it. "Good girl." he said. The chair was fitted with restraints. He secured her arms and legs to the chair. He adjusted the chair so that she was reclining far back. She could feel him sticking electrodes to her forehead. "What are you going to do to me?" she asked him. "This computer analyzes brainwave patterns. It can determine what a person is thinking and even determine aspects of that persons personality." he said to her.
He activated the computer and stood there looking over the data coming from inside her head. He looked at the screen then looked at her. He looked at the screen again, then looked at her again. After a few minutes he smiled. "Just as I thought." he said. "What?" she asked. "You have a surprisingly strong submissive streak, yet you hide it. You're afraid of it. It has tried several times to manifest itself..." he said. April didn't know what to say. Computers didn't lie after all, did they? "I am going to help you to discover your inner self, and I have the perfect way to do that." he said. He grabbed the ends of the chair and pulled them out. This caused her legs to spread. April closed her eyes tightly. She felt something cold being inserted into her pussy. He then put a blindfold around her eyes. He pulled something out of his pocket. She could feel him placing a gag in her mouth. Suddenly she felt an intense sensation between her legs. "mmmmmmMMMMMMM!" she tried to cry out but the gag prevented her from doing so. "I'll be back later to check up on you." he said to her.
The pleasure that April was experiencing was beyond what normal sex could achieve. The next wave of pleasure she experienced brought her to the edge of orgasm. The third wave of pleasure unleashed one of the most intense orgasms she had ever experienced! The pleasure ceased for a minute or two, then it came back full force. "MMMMMMMMMMM!!!" she cried out as another powerful wave of pleasure washed over her. Besides the intense pleasure, April could feel something inside her... She was helpless, and being forced to enjoy being raped by the thing inside her. Part of her...was enjoying it... "MMMMMMMMMNNNNNNN!!!!" she cried out as another orgasm erupted between her legs.
Somewhere around her fifth orgasm something inside her buckled and collapsed under the waves of pleasure... Suddenly she felt calmer... She looked around the room. She was strapped into a chair, a computer was raping her again and again and again, and she was powerless to stop it. She felt content. She was totally contented with what was happening to her. Her cries turned into softer moans. Her body relaxed. She was happy, happier then she had been in a very long time...
April heard the door opening. Her master entered the room. He looked at April. Her entire body was covered in sweat. She was barely conscious. He deactivated the computer. Then he released her from the chair. "How do you feel?" he asked. She smiled. "Happy..." she said. She hugged him and started kissing him. He fondled one of her breasts. She placed her head on his shoulder. "Masterrrrrrr..." she purred.