Caroline, Customer or Commodity? Ch. 02

Caroline squealed as she realised she wasn't wearing her night dress and grabbed a pillow from the bed to hide her nakedness as she sprinted for the bathroom and slammed the door. After a few moments Felicia heard water running.

Felicia knocked on the bathroom door and walked in, Caroline was in the shower, "It was only role play!" she explained. "You never left the building, we have a simulator," Felicia explained, "Frank's very proud of the simulator, it cost hundreds of thousands of pounds originally but he bought it for eight hundred pounds and did it up and computerised it to simulated lorry rides, or ocean liners or canal barges or anything jarring or vibrating." Felicia explained.

"So I never actually went anywhere?" Caroline asked incredulously..

"Frank carried you from the dungeon." Felicia suggested, "anyway have a nice soak, I'll get you some breakfast."

"Ugh, yes, what happened to me?" Caroline demanded.

"Subby role play," Felicia replied, "Did you like it, only Cook wants to know when you'll take Breakfast.

"But the lorry, the cage?" Caroline demanded.

"Sometimes unscrupulous dealers transport girls spread-eagled in a foot high cage, unable to even turn their head," Felicia explained, "educated girls, girls from Russia, seeking a better life or from Islamic nations, maybe escaping being stoned to death for being raped."

"Oh!" Caroline exclaimed, "Look just let me go, I'll pay the fifty thousand." She pleaded.

"Don't be silly, you can go now if you wish" Felicia insisted.

"But have some breakfast first" Felicia ordered as Sarah knocked and walked in,

"And get dressed."

Caroline was shaking as she stepped down from the shower, Felicia sympathised, "Would a collar help?"

"What?" Caroline exclaimed.

"Some slaves feel comforted by their collars," Sarah explained, "I wonder if you would like to try one?"

"I would rather have a stiff brandy," Caroline suggested.

"Just try a collar Caroline," Felicia suggested, "Sarah get the black velvet and mother of pearl please." Sarah turned towards the dressing table and pulled out the middle drawer.

Caroline, looked at the others, "Why don't you go away and let me get dressed?" she asked, but Sarah had already found the collar and held it for Caroline to see, a wide soft black band with a large oval mother of pearl brooch bearing a silver motif.

"Isn't it beautiful?" Felicia said, "It's symbolic but you can wear it virtually anywhere."

Sarah looped it around Caroline's neck and carefully adjusted it for a perfect fit.

"How do you feel?" Felicia asked.

"It feels odd." Caroline said and catching sight of it in the mirror she said, "But it's gorgeous!"

"Does it feel right?" Felicia asked again. "Does it feel natural?"

"No it's strange," Caroline continued, "Sort of comforting, somehow."

"It's just a symbol of your acceptance of my control," Felicia explained, "it allows you to blame me for anything that happens, do you see?"

"So phsycologically," Caroline started to ask but Sarah added,

"Collar and cuffs suggests helplessness and dependence I expect you will wish your slave to be collared and cuffed so you really should experience it yourself for a little while."

"Yes, exactly, we'll just use the soft handcuffs, I think Sarah," Felicia suggested, "Hands behind your back Caroline, if you want to play."

"No way," Caroline retorted, "There is no way I will ever let you two trick me again." Caroline insisted, "And let me finish my bath and get dressed can't you?"

"But Caroline you loved it1" Felicia reminded her. "And you still have the bum plug in don't you." She pointed out, "You really would benefit from some more submissive experience."

"No" Caroline insisted, "Please get out, give me some privacy please," she said agitatedly.

"We understand," Felicia explained, "We'll speak later perhaps?" she added as she ushered Sarah out of the Bathroom, Sarah went to the kitchen while Felicia returned to the bedroom to wait for Caroline to finish bathing. "Number two's?" Felicia suggested and they both giggled.

"It was horrible" Caroline said to Felicia when she returned to the room some minutes later, "The way you stretched my and prodded me."

"That was Frank and Herbert Morton" Felicia announced, "Herb's harmless enough, bit of a timewaster though."

"You're joking, aren't you?" Caroline gasped as the hair on the back of her neck prickled in embarrassment.

"No honestly." Felicia replied, as she noted Caroline's obvious discomfort.

"Oh my god no, surely not, not a stranger!" Caroline gasped in amazement.

"Oh yes, he offered three thousand pounds for you." Felicia chuckled, "And how you squirmed as he fingered you!"

"No! please!" Caroline demurred, "It's not true, surely?"

Felicia nodded, "It is, but imagine how much worse it would be if he had penetrated you, instead of wanking you with his left hand and wanking himself with his right!"

"Oh god, I suppose that's what happens." Caroline agreed, "But he offered money for me like I was for sale?"

"He just window shops," Felicia explained, "he takes a slave for a week or month then returns her, You're too old for him and he only came to see Frank's simulator, but it gave you a sense of what a slave will feel when you examine her, didn't it?"

"I suppose so" Caroline agreed.

"And you liked it didn't you?" Felicia suggested.

"No way," Caroline exclaimed.

"Caroline you were leaking like a tap," Felicia explained, " your juices were actually dripping and Frank thought you would make his precious trolley go rusty, now don't pretend you weren't excited."

"Ok, yes I was, so what?" Caroline agreed.

"More excited than you have ever been before?" Felicia probed.

"Yes, Ok yes, maybe I was, so what?" Caroline asked again.

"Then surely you want to move to the next level?" Felicia asked.

"No, look this is just a part of my life, I need to be back at my desk at nine on Monday, I'm not some unemployed slut that can laze around all day." Caroline explained.

"No, I understand, it's quite normal Caroline, look I guarantee you will be back in London by Midnight, one a.m. Monday at the latest, now what do you say?"

"At my desk, Monday morning, dressed normally, no handcuffs," Caroline demanded.

"Guides honour," laughed Felicia, "so you'll try the next level?" she asked, "Nothing dangerous, condoms, all that, no drugs, I promise."

"I don't know," Caroline demurred, "I want something to eat first,"

"Well, you really do need to do this before I trust you with a sub of your own," Felicia insisted and started to explain.

"It's about trust, there must be trust between slave and Mistress, the slave needs security," Felicia explained, "you cannot simply uproot a slave, sell her or indeed him on to a third party without their knowledge for instance, or remove him or her to a different location, you saw how frightening it can be, it was the uncertainty not the discomfort that was the overriding concern was it not?"

"I suppose so" Caroline agreed.

"Then I suggest we carry on the role play, ok?" Felicia tried again.

"Just a little longer then," Caroline agreed.

"So collar and cuffs and then breakfast ok?" Felicia asked and Caroline nodded and turned to allow Sarah to cuff her hands behind her.

"Oh" Caroline asked, "What was the alarm that sounded earlier?"

"A wee sensor," Sarah told her, "It shows when the slave has reached her limits."

"Ah," agreed Caroline, "I see."

"Not to worry," Felicia ordered, "now step through your hands and you can have a late breakfast, cereals and fruit juice, I think Smoked Salmon is hardly a breakfast is it? and afterwards you can do some cleaning."

Caroline sat at the table, naked although she didn't feel naked with the collar, she felt strangely secure. It's not easy eating Cornflakes with your hands cuffed together as Caroline soon found, but she persevered,

"I found you some shoes, you look silly in those slippers!" Felicia announced as she placed some little four inch heeled black skeletal platforms with straps reaching above the ankles on the table as Caroline finished her cereals.

"I'll never walk in those!" Caroline said, but Felicia helped her put them on and after a few uncertain steps around the kitchen Caroline soon lost her fear.

Felicia smiled, "See its easy, now take this feather duster and cloth and start to clean the drawing room," Felicia ordered, "Unless you want to start in the yard, but it's cold out there.

"No, it's all right." Caroline agreed, "I like cleaning."

Caroline liked cleaning because it gave her the chance to examine things, the pictures which appeared to be in oils by well known artists, she never gave a thought to what a total cock tease she was as she bent over naked except her bum plug as she wiped a spot of wet from the polished floor, or how her breasts jutted proudly as she reached for some embryo cobweb with the feather duster, later she even used the vacuum cleaner, revelling in its cold metal casing tingling against her naked body as she worked.

Felicia checked how Caroline was getting on, then she checked that Sarah had prepared lunch and then finally she checked on Frank, who was fiddling with his simulator, "Got a weeping seal on number four ram." He complained, "It's a big job to change the seal."

"Get Ianto to do it, or just swap the ram." Felicia suggested, "Give you an excuse to have a few pints in the "Railway" just don't drive home afterwards!"

"Felicia!" he exclaimed as if wounded by her aspersions.

"And don't screw that bloody barmaid, do you hear!" she concluded, "Because you have baby making duties to attend to."

Felicia went to seduce Frank there and the but the sight of red hydraulic fluid all over his hands made her decide the matter could wait.

Caroline heard Felicia talking and walked down the wood panelled corridor to ask her what she should do next but then she stopped in uncertainty when she saw Frank and Felicia beside a curious machine in animated conversation.

Felicia looked up as Caroline approached the simulator "His simulator is broken," Felicia explained.

"It's only a weeping seal, cost millions it did," Frank said, "when it was built for the B M C to test suspension parts back when they built cars,"

"Caroline's not interested," Felicia explained.

"It's huge, what's it doing here?" Caroline asked.

"Ah see Ianto found it all rusty in a Swansea scrap yard, only cost eight hundred quid it did, bargain!" Frank wiped his hands on an oily rag, "Do you want to see it work?" he asked hopefully.

"No," said Caroline but it was too late.

"Hop up on it and Frank will give you the ride of your life!" Felicia joked, and as Caroline's curiosity got the better of her she climbed up onto the six foot by four foot platform between the gunmetal hydraulic rams with their gleaming shafts which held the platform some two feet or so above the floor.

The warning lights glowed on the panel as Frank powered up the system and the big hydraulic pump started to run, "Had to put it outside, the motor, we run the pipes through under the floor see" Frank explained.

"Just demonstrate it Frank," Felicia suggested, "no need for a complete blow by blow account of it's history."

"Just sit a second." Frank ordered," there's only nine foot to the ceiling and you're quite a tall girl," then as Caroline sat down the platform vibrated like a lorry starting up and jerked, like a lorry setting off, "Remember last night," said Frank, "I just select Bedford to Bethesda 3 on the console and."

"Frank, she isn't interested." Felicia repeated.

"It's computerised then is it." Caroline asked through the vibration as the bed seemingly wobbled and shuddered down the castle drive, the front end now tilted steeply downwards like the slope to the tarmac road.

"Yes Caroline, now do you want to see the ocean wave ride or do you want to see the Rabbit mode?" Felicia asked.

"Only I have to put you in the cage for the ocean," Frank said, "Fix it down too," he said pointing to a cage already swinging from an overhead gantry.

Caroline remembered swinging from the gantry in the cage.

"Rabbit sounds intriguing," Caroline agreed.

"Take this and click it into one of the holes with a red ring round it." Felicia suggested as she took a seven inch pink rubberised dildo with a strange metal fitting on the end from a locker beside the simulator and handed it to Caroline, "Lube?" she asked.

"Yes please," Caroline requested, and Felicia squirted a glob of red lube from a large dispenser, onto the dildo.

"Try one of the middle holes " Felicia suggested.

Caroline clicked the dildo into place and looked at it.

"Just sit on it!" Frank suggested, "But you're only getting a taster because it makes the seals leak."

"Shut up and get on with it Frank," Felicia suggested.

Caroline looked around, she could not believe she was going to sink down on a seven inch rubber cock while a Welshman and his wife looked on, but her curiosity won the day and she pried her lower lips apart and started to sink down on the dildo.

Caroline gasped, the dildo was cold, she steadied herself and went to sink further when Felicia gave Frank a thumbs up signal, three or maybe four inches were inside her, three inches to go when the platform suddenly burst into life jumping up and back down around six inches, fairly slowly at first but rapidly increasing to around three times a second, a hundred and fifty or more times a minute.

"Aaagghhh oh my God." Caroline exclaimed, "oh my god,"

"Bloody seals leaking again, Ianto," Frank announced, as he saw his friend open the door.

"Yes Indeed," said Ianto as he stepped into the cellar, "It's the quick reversals, see, plays havoc with the lips of the seals." He continued seemingly oblivious to Caroline bouncing furiously, or rather being bounced furiously, by the leaping and twisting platform, "I think we better fit the spare ram for now, shouldn't take more than an hour when she's finished enjoying herself." he said as he pointed at Caroline for emphasis.

Caroline would have blushed if she hadn't been quite so overwhelmed with the pounding she was experiencing, she knew the machine had ripped her insides to shreds but it felt so good that she really didn't care, suddenly a siren blared and red lights flashed as the system powered down.

"Low fluid on four." Ianto announced as he rubbed his greying beard with his greying hand.

"What about me?" Caroline moaned,

"Here," Ianto said handing Caroline a wooden handle, "Click this onto that cock thing and do it the stone age way," he laughed.

Caroline found she could remove the dildo as the platform stopped and as Ianto suggested she fitted the wooden handle and stood watching Frank and Ianto as she gently wanked herself.

"Caroline," Felicia said quietly, "If I told you yesterday that you would be standing here naked and wanking yourself with a seven inch dildo while watching a sixty year welsh engineer mending a Hydraulic ram, would you have believed me?"

Caroline blushed, "Oh I suppose not but can you fix it?"

"Not quickly," Ianto said thoughtfully, "We got to change the ram."

"Oh hell!" said Caroline, "I rather liked that!" She sighed.

"Felicia keeps using that rapid program," Frank complained, " that's what wrecks the seals, maybe after tea, eh" Frank thought for a second or two and then he suggested, "Why not go and see the display shelf."

"Yes," said Felicia, "come and see."

Caroline followed Felicia, tottering unsteadily on her high heels, her cuffed hands clinging firmly to the dildo handle she waddled bow legged but happy from the room.

"You saw the cage dungeon and the display trolley," Felicia explained, "So I'll show you the display shelf next, it's by the cages, follow me."

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The shelf was just that, a shelf, maybe three feet from the floor and seven inches wide running along the side of a vertical wall in a tunnel apparently cut from the rock, but there were four vertical poles each with the rock chiselled away to form an alcove maybe a nine inches deep behind it, Caroline realised immediately what they were for.

"You just climb the steps," Felicia said, "You can't do it on your own while cuffed so I'll release you and you can skip a few stages and do the advanced display, would you like that?"

"I really don't know!" Caroline suggested, "that machine, wow," she said as Felicia removed her handcuffs.

"Just step up the steps and wrap this belt around your waist and then," Felicia paused while Caroline tightened the belt around herself and the pole, "No face outwards with the pole behind you, like the display trolley," Felicia snapped in exasperation, and then sink down and fasten the ankle belt," and again she paused while Caroline fastened the belt around her ankles and the shiny metal pole.

"Now what?" Caroline asked.

"Display!" Felicia smiled, "No cuffs no blindfold nothing but you, you simply just sell yourself.

"You're kidding, I can't do that!" Caroline insisted, but she shivered with excitement at the prospect.

"Caroline, you are sitting there wanking yourself with a dildo," Felicia exclaimed, "so I'm sure you can manage to smile sweetly and spread your legs when a customer walks in!"

"I ugh um," Caroline muttered.

"But lets get you washed and preened and have Sarah do your make up, shall we?" Felicia suggested, "Then perhaps when they boys have fixed the machine you can have another go!"

Caroline put the dildo aside, undid the belts and climbed from the shelf, she looked at the strange lopsided roof to the cellar, sort of a half curve with one vertical wall, before she followed Felicia away to Sarah's room.

"We have nearly an hour before Sam Jenner comes round," Felicia suggested, "So let's make it seem real shall we?"

To be Continued