A Call To Serve Ch. 1

You fought valiantly for a moment or two before your body betrayed you and began to swallow. "Good girl" I said as I patted you on the head and your eyes that looked back at me burned with pure hatred. Little did you know that the water you were partaking from had been mixed with a mild hallucinogenic, one that would increase your already rising paranoia. In order to turn you into the true submissive I knew you could be I needed that edge. The body was easy to take, it was the mind and all the secrets it held that needed to follow for me to succeed.

"Ah, here's my dinner now. We'll partake together." If you would have seen rather than heard the video from earlier, then you would have recognized the figure that came towards me. The brown haired beauty with the matching eyes was Tina. She was dressed this time in her maid's outfit, one designed by me. The tight corset around her middle gave her an even more alluring figure with her bountiful breasts available to anyone's touch. Her stockings gave way to heels and the choker around her neck with a silver ring completed the look. She placed my food and drink in front of me and then waited as I attached a chain that ran from the side of the table to her collar and with eyes downcast she knelt at my side.

As I began eating my delicious meal between sips of wine I explained, "You see, this one has already found her place in life. She's an exceptional cook but she knows that I'll find something wrong with the meal just so that she'll be punished. She lives for that, don't you my pet?" The handful of hair that I had grabbed and pulled backwards had brought her face up, eyes tightly shut as she drank in the sensations, enjoying the moment. I let my hand slip down to one of her nipples, which I began pulling and tugging on. "You on the other hand have much to learn but in time you too will learn that a beautiful woman's place in life is bound and gagged at my feet, obedient to my every desire."

Your eyes, even though the drug had begun to work it's magic causing you to blink rapidly, still shone the signs of my demise if you were to get loose. "The steak was overdone, you know I demand medium rare and it was cooked medium. Prepare yourself for this oversight. Oh, and you will need a gag," as I looked directly into your eyes, "I've heard enough from the female of the species for one evening." Your eyes watched in amazement as I unlocked her from the table and she walked over, pulled down a gag from the wall and put it on. She then stepped over to the padded sawhorse and placed her ankles in the shackles there, locking them into place. Her arms followed, each lifted up to the irons hanging down from the ceiling and then cast her eyes downward awaiting me.

I took my time choosing my implement from the endless variety on the wall. The cat of nine tails always left a lasting impression, that and I knew it to be Tina's favorite. Pulling on the tension rods her body stretched tightly till her feet barely touched the floor and her entire being was available for the whip. Your eyes shone even from across the room at the spectacle that was taking place before you. Taking the tip of the crop in hand I put it under Tina's chin and brought her eyes level with mine. The gag prevented her from smiling but her eyes were alive with what she knew was about to happen.

Thirty minutes later the two men were taking her down from her perch, her body bathed in sweat, her back, legs, breasts covered with the thin lines caused by the cat. The entire time I had kept a close eye on you and just as I expected each blow that Tina received you did as well. Each twitch, each moan that your gags prevented from escaping, almost identical to one another. Your body with a fine sheen of perspiration on it even though you'd never moved from your spot. I couldn't help but think to myself here is a very special woman and I alone will mold her.

"Put her in the cage" I instructed my two assistants and they half carried half drug the young woman where she fell in a heap onto the straw covered floor. Your eyes showed the full effects of the drug now; awash with the illegal substance I'd unleashed on your body. Fear combined with still a touch of anger showed as I began to remove your gag. "Now, I know you have a mouthful my dear and you could spit it out at me but then again you might want to ask yourself, am I in any position to do that now?" Your clouded mind struggled but finally came to the conclusion no and swallowed.

"I think we've had enough excitement for one evening, let's prepare you for bed. You'll be much more comfortable without these, don't you think?" You gasped as the cold steel of the dagger touched skin between your breasts first, then your hips and you were left only in your garter belt and stockings. I couldn't help but notice how your nipples were standing full and erect while your sex was dripping from your obvious excitement. I stepped behind you and unlocked both your bonds. You seemed surprised though as I quickly slipped a rope around one of your ankles and tied both of them together. I did the same for your knees before moving once again to stand directly in front of you.

The night had taken its toll on you, I could see you straining to keep your eyes open and focus on the situation at hand. I freed you from the shackles but quickly took your wrists and bound them together. Taking the rope in hand I pulled your hands down to where they were flush against your Mon pubis and threaded the thick, course rope directly between your legs. "Unghh" was the sound that escaped your lips as I took all the slack and tied the end of the ropes to your ankles pulling them up to the back of your knees. A quick tug or two produced the desired effect as you began panting from the pressure that was being applied directly on your clit.

All the fight for the moment had gone out of you and there was no resistance as I slipped the hooded mask with it's own gag over your head and tightened the laces. "Put here with the other one" and the two men picked you up and unceremoniously dumped you into the cell next to the still body already there. "Sleep well and have pleasant dreams" I said as I shut the door to your abode, locking it before I left. Seconds later, only silence filled the room.

You tried moving as best you could but the bonds had been tied tightly and even the slightest movement sent your body into shivers as the rope between your legs worked it's magic. The eyeholes had been left open on the mask and you could see the silent figure next to you. She was either unconscious or sleeping, you knew not which but you found yourself quickly following suit. You had no idea how long you had been out but the next time you opened your eyes there was Kim sitting up in front of you, a look of anger filling her face.

"You've come to take my place, haven't you?" she said. "Just because you're so beautiful you think they won't be able to resist you, isn't that right." Speech was impossible but you tried moving your head back and forth from side to side finding that to be even difficult to do. She took one of her hands and began running it down the rope going from between your legs down to your ankles. "You don't know him like I do. He gives me what I need and in return I provide him with everything he needs. Do you understand?" and with that she gave the rope a sharp tug.

The gag muffled the scream but there was no hiding your bodies' reaction as the sudden orgasm gripped you and shook you like a rag doll. She watched, eyes wide open as your body convulsed, each movement intensifying the combination of pain from your bondage and the pleasure you were deriving. Slowly, your body began to return to normal but now instead of anger on your cellmates face there was a devilish grin. "You like it, you really do. You enjoy being submissive." Once again the gag served its purpose but you angrily shook your head as best you could.

"Let me see if this makes it even better" as Kim rolled you over onto your stomach and delivered a sharp slap to your ass. For the next hour or so she played you like a violin, alternating blows and then pulling on your ropes. You lost track of the times you came, you would ride one wave after the other as they crashed like the breakers on a windswept sea. The pain and pleasure all mixed into one until they were inseparable and you simply gave in to their unquenchable desire. When the last ounce of pleasure had been racked from your body you saw Kim, laying beside you, stroking your mask and smiling. Seconds later the darkness claimed you again.

I had watched this entire spectacle from my bedroom, a glass of fine cognac keeping me company all the while. Kim had done well, as I knew she would and my suspicions had been proven correct. As you had slipped into your exhausted sleep she had looked up where she knew the camera to be and had smiled her approval. I remember thinking, she'll have to pay for that indiscretion, and I can't have her thinking that she's more than just a pawn in this game. The two men came into view on the camera, quietly opened the door and escorted Kim out. You were alone now and so you would remain until morning.

Once again, you had no idea of how long you had slept. You saw that you were the only one still left in the cell and the silence and the darkness were your only company. As the seconds, minutes, hours, you had no way of knowing, passed you felt yourself drift in and out, remembrances of what had happened during the past flooding your senses. Suddenly, the sound of the cage door opening and he's there again. The hood is removed and he kneels at your side a smile filling his face. "I bet you're quite thirsty. Would you care for a drink?"

Your mouth so dry from your recent ordeal you can't find the words but simply shake your head yes. You probably wouldn't have been so quick to agree if you had noticed once again the container hanging from the ceiling and then the gag being slipped between your lips. With eyes flashing you see his smile turn into an evil grin as he begins the flow of liquid and you're forced to partake. You can't help but wonder why he sits quietly beside you as you consume more and more of the slightly bitter tasting fluid. As the minutes pass you notice that you're having a hard time focusing on his face and then he's gone altogether.

Waking up from your drug induced sleep, you found yourself sore from head to toe. As you groggily tried to move you found yourself hanging, helpless with your wrist bound to a hook above your head while you're legs were spread and shackled to a bar on the ground below. Darkness still prevailed but this time because of the blindfold that covered your eyes. "Ah, you're awake. We've been waiting on you." You knew that voice too well by now as it drew closer. "I wanted you to see my work for the first time when I was here to appreciate your response. Here, let's take this off of you" and I pulled the mask from over your eyes.

I had positioned the full-length mirror so that when the blindfold was removed you'd get the full effect of what I'd had done to you. You didn't disappoint me as you're eyes opened wide and you stared at your reflection. I moved to stand next to you that you might see me in the mirror as well saying, "There are certain things that are best done while the subject is, shall we say, not available. I trust you didn't mind." Silence, nothing but silence as you continued to stare at the picture in front of you.

"Your nipples will be quite sore for some time but I think the gold rings look lovely against your skin. I've had them made especially for you out of a certain alloy guaranteed to remain locked for a lifetime. Oh, and I believe they should greatly increase your sensitivity," as I reached up and pulled one of them. Your head arched back and a long moan escaped your lips as I played with it, pulling it out even further. I let go and the shudder that escaped your body told me that your training in the pain/pleasure principle was progressing nicely.

"I think your marking turned out excellent. I employ only the best and the man asked me to tell you how very much he enjoyed his work with you. I gave him free reign to check everywhere on your body for the perfect spot. What do you think?" as I pulled your hair back and you gasped at the sight. A single initial had been emblazoned on your neck, a script W. My hand slipped behind your neck and grabbing a handful of your hair jerked your head back, turning your face towards me. "The W stands for William, you are mine now, body and soul. I own you. Do you understand me?"

Where before I had seen only anger I now saw a mixture of still some fire but also lust and even a little fear. Still, you managed to find your voice long enough to whisper one word, "No."

To Be Continued...