Chloe Ch. 13

"How ya doin', little one?" T asked.

"My jaw is killing me, Master, but otherwise I'm fine."

"You don't mind being bound up to sleep?"

"No Master, I actually like it. It means that I'm desirable enough to be bound and kept, not able to escape. It is comforting."

"Wow, you are a remarkable young woman, most women hate being tied up for sleep."

"I'm fine Master. May I use the toilet?" Chloe requested and T unlocked all of her bindings and the collar, removing them. Chloe rushed to the toilet, releasing her urine with her legs spread wide as she had been taught. T watched her with lustful eyes and a salacious grin.

"Girl, you are the hottest bitch I have ever had the privilege to fuck, and you are certainly they most submissive as well, that makes you even hotter. And it makes me horny as hell, damn, get your sexy ass over here and help me take care of this massive hard on," T ordered.

"Yes Master," Chloe grinned and knelt in front of T, taking his cock out of his shorts, licking and sucking it enthusiastically. T groaned with appreciation and soon Chloe took him deep into her throat and hummed a note and T shot his load straight down into her stomach, cumming harder than he ever had from a blow job. Chloe licked him clean and laved his cock with her tongue in long slow, tantalizing strokes, bringing his member back to full attention in just a couple of minutes.

"Aaahhh, that was the most amazing blow job, ever!" T exclaimed. "Come on girl, climb up here and get you some," T ordered and Chloe happily complied, climbing onto T's now fully erect cock and sinking nearly to the hilt, moaning in appreciation. Chloe rode T's cock and undulated up and down. He grabbed her big tits with his huge hands and massaged and pinched the nipples, forcing Chloe over the cliff into a wonderful orgasm nearly drawing another one from T.

"Damn girl, you are so hot, I nearly came again," T moaned and Chloe started thrusting up and down again in an effort to bring him to his second climax. She lifted herself nearly off of his cock, only the head still inside of her tunnel and then dropped back down, allowing her body weight to slam his hard member fully into her tight passage. She did this several times as T continued to maul her mammaries. T moaned and Chloe tried to squeeze him as she undulated upon him, bringing herself to another thundering orgasm, forcing T to cum with her.

"The next time we do that I have to remember to gag you, you screamed so loud you hurt my ears," T said.

"Sorry Master, I am very vocal when I cum so hard."

"No problem, I love screamers, I just don't like it in my ears."

"Maybe I should ride you backwards, Master," Chloe said, turning her body around with his cock still deep within her, her back to him, her ass resting against his hard abdominal muscles. "Like this," Chloe said and started her undulations again as T moaned in approval. Chloe preferred getting fucked from behind, men's penises usually rubbed her g-spot much better from behind. T grabbed her large breasts and mauled and pinched her nipples as she rode him. Chloe came again but T could not quite cum so soon. Chloe continued when she realized that T had not cum. She was tiring, her leg muscles cramping but she kept it up as best she could, exciting herself as much a she was for T. He finally came with a roar and it triggered yet another climax for the exhausted Chloe and if he hadn't been holding her big tits in his hands, she would have fallen forward. Instead she collapsed against his chest, lulled to sleep by her exhaustion and his steady breathing.

"Wake up sleepy head," T coaxed her back to awareness. Chloe moaned when she found that T was still inside her and almost fully erect. It wasn't a dream, his big black cock was stimulating her pussy while she slept, her dreams of forced slavery were now true. She nearly came as the realization hit her. "You like my big cock, don't you?"

"Yes Master, I've always loved big dicks, they excite me so much."

"I knew you and I were going to get along great."

"Yes Master, as long as you keep stabbing me with your sword."

"And the slave girl's got jokes," T chuckled as he pulled Chloe off of his member.

"Aww Master, couldn't we go some more?"

"And insatiable too, girl, you are incredible."

"How long have I been asleep, Master?"

"Only a few minutes, my cock got hard again, you were milking it with your vaginal muscles while you slept. I thought you were awake at first, then I heard your steady breathing and soft snore every once in a while and I knew you were sleeping."

"I'm so tired, Master, I only got a couple hours sleep because of the pain from the huge ball gag."

"I won't put that one in at night again."

"Thank you Master."

"You're welcome, you're such a good girl, I couldn't do that to you again," T said as he set her down on the bench he had been sitting on. Chloe immediately slipped to the floor and knelt in presentation. "You really get into all this Master and slave play, don't you?"

"It's not play, Master, I really am a slave to my Master, and Master Tom has said he would make me his legal slave here, wherever we are. My Master already branded me as his property and had a mold made of my neck so a permanent collar could be made. I am a natural submissive and I desire to be a slave to Master Ben legally."

"Damn girl, I like to play at this shit, but you are something else. You really want to be a legal slave?"

"Yes Master."

"Well, it looks like that may come true with Tom, he wants to own you legally so that Ben can't take you away and he can force you to act in porn films as a slave. I guess if you really are his slave, then it won't be acting."

Tom came in and called T over. They talked in hushed tones that Chloe could not hear well enough to know what was being said, but she was sure they were discussing her. T came back after a few minutes.

"I'm supposed to feed you and bathe you, then dress you and bind you, we're taking you out to a few places," T explained as he pulled a yogurt out of a small fridge and two granola bars out of a box in a cabinet above. He brought them over and handed them to Chloe. "Eat."

Chloe ate the yogurt first and then polished off both granola bars. Though she was still hungry, she knew it was enough to keep her going until lunch. Chloe got into the open shower using the safety razor there to shave her entire body before washing herself thoroughly, then finishing off by washing her hair. She took the towel T handed her and dried her body and hair. She found a hairbrush and blow drier behind the mirror over the sink in the cell then dried and styled her hair as best she could. She added the makeup that she found there, then knelt in presentation before T.

"Damn, you are one hot bitch," T smiled at her after she knelt. He handed her two small articles of clothing. One was a midriff tank top that barely covered the bottoms of Chloe's large breasts after she pulled it down as far as she could. The other was a too short skirt that almost showed the bottom of her ass cheeks when she stood perfectly straight, but any bending or movement definitely gave a peek at her pert bottom. The tank top also tended to ride up a bit as she walked and her big tits bounced provocatively. She was still barefoot.

T placed a leather collar around her neck and buckled it tightly before adding a lock. He then added leather cuffs on her wrists and ankles, locking them on her as well. He locked the wrist cuffs together behind her and attached a leash to her collar before leading her out of the only area she had seen thus far. Chloe saw the dungeon equipment and let out a small gasp, knowing that the devices there would be used on her. They walked to a door and Tom met them there.

"Why didn't you bind her elbows?" Tom asked.

"Sorry boss, I didn't think it was necessary," T responded.

"Well it is, this one is quite flexible and I'm not taking any chances, go get a leather strap and a hobble chain."

"Yes Sir," T said as he hurried back into the dungeon and retrieved the items Tom had ordered. He returned and pulled Chloe elbows together until they touched before buckling the strap. He added a fifteen inch hobble chain between her ankle cuffs and took the leash back from Tom, who stepped up to a device by the door. It was a retinal scanner and Tom placed his eye in front of it so he could unlock and open the door.

"Don't get any crazy ideas about cutting out one of our eyeballs to escape, it won't work if it isn't attached to our bodies," Tom warned Chloe, who didn't respond. Tom opened the door and he and T led Chloe down a long hallway passing several other doors until they reached the elevator.

Again Tom placed his eye in front of a scanner and it unlocked the elevator. Tom pressed a button and they walked into the elevator, the doors closing behind them. Tom walked to the other side of the large elevator car and pressed the G button which Chloe assumed meant ground floor, since they were currently underground. The elevator rose quickly to the ground floor and doors opened. Bright sunlight was streaming in the windows and Chloe could feel the heat before they even exited the elevator. They walked a short distance to a door and Tom opened it to reveal the hot desert-like area. T led Chloe to a large black SUV and helped her into the backseat, buckling the seat belt around her.

T got in the driver's seat and Tom got in the passenger seat and T started the engine and drove down the bumpy dirt and sand road. There was no vegetation or any houses around for almost twenty minutes. Chloe noted the time on the radio of the SUV. Finally a small village appeared after they crested the hill and the drove the mile or so it took to get there. They drove to a small shop near the center of town and parked. Tom got out and went inside while T and Chloe waited in the vehicle, not that she had any choice. Chloe realized that she had nowhere to go, the locals had probably been informed that if she was found, she was to be returned to Tom. Besides, the oppressive heat would burn her fair skin and probably induce heat stroke. Tom appeared in the front of the shop and motioned for T to come inside and bring Chloe with him.

T shut off the engine and got out, releasing Chloe's seatbelt and helping her out of the vehicle. He led her into the shop and they followed Tom to a chair in the back of the hair salon. The woman sat Chloe in the chair and placed a leather strap over her waist, buckling Chloe into the chair, her arms still bound behind her. The woman tilted the chair back and washed Chloe's hair, then raised her upright and began cutting it. She didn't take much off, just straightening the ends and styling it. Then she placed Chloe's head back in the sink, wet her hair and pulled out a box of hair color. She applied the dye to Chloe's hair and left the room as T stood by and watched over her. Soon she returned and rinsed out the color, then did a very professional job of styling Chloe's hair. It was the same color that Candy had used when Chloe had first met Tom. She had to admit it looked quite lovely.

The next stop was the tattoo parlor and Chloe became extremely nervous. She hated needles and had fainted more than once when the doctor or nurse had to give her a shot of some kind. She had never given blood because of her fear of needles. T pulled her out of the SUV and led her into the shop as Tom talked with the owner. She was taken to a back room, hobbling along as best she could with the short chain between her ankles. That was removed as she was laid on a large table and her ankles were secured to the corners, her legs spread wide. Chloe's wrists were then released from behind her and stretched above her head to the other corners, holding her in a spread eagle. The tank top had ridden up to the point where it barely covered her nipples and the skirt was nearly exposing her shaved pussy.

The shop owner came in and looked her over, smiling and nodding at the beautiful woman restrained on the table. He didn't say anything and went straight to work, placing a box around Chloe neck after T removed the leather collar. He poured the solution into the box, it was not quite as hot as it had been when Tim had done it in the shop back home. They left her to dry and Chloe held very still, knowing how important that was and knew that Tom would punish her if she somehow ruined the mold. They came back only half an hour later and the owner declared it hard enough, removing the box and tapping only a couple of times before the mold split into two perfect halves that fell gently onto the table.

After the mold was taken away, T put the leather collar back on Chloe and locked it, then turned her over face down on the table and reattached her spread eagle again. When the tattoo artist entered the room with the needles, Chloe started hyperventilating.

"What's the matter, little one?" T asked soothingly as Tom looked on with displeasure.

"I'm -- terrified -- of needles -- Master," Chloe said between gasping breaths.

"Calm down, it will be alright, it doesn't hurt that much," T tried to calm her down, but Chloe was inconsolable and broke out in deep gasping sobs, her terror at its height.

"Knock it off Chloe, or I'm going to whip you," Tom said sternly which did nothing to calm Chloe's fears.

"I don't think that's going to help, boss," T offered.

"I'll give her a mild sedative, it will put her to sleep and then we can begin," The tattoo artist suggested.

"Do it," Tom said angrily as T rubbed Chloe's back. The artist stuck a needle with the sedative into Chloe's arm and she screamed as if someone was cutting her arm off. After a few minutes the sedative took effect and Chloe fell asleep.

After the tattoo artist had finished his work, T roused Chloe and released her from the table. He bound her with her wrists and elbows behind her back but kept the hobble chain in his pocket. Tom didn't notice and T added the leash to her collar but didn't pull her along with it, but instead helped her down off the table and held Chloe by her upper arm as he walked her out of the shop and to the waiting SUV. Chloe thought it had gotten much hotter outside and must be early afternoon now, the sun high overhead. She felt like it would probably burn her skin in a matter of minutes if she were to go out unprotected without sunscreen.

T lifted her into the back seat and buckled her in, then drove back to the compound where they were keeping her. No one spoke for several minutes.

"You will receive twenty lashes for that temper tantrum in the tattoo place," Tom declared angrily.

"Boss, you're overreacting, she can't help her fear of needles," T said.

"I don't care, I want her whipped for that outburst."

"Fine, but don't expect me to do it, Mr. Control Freak."

"Alright, I'll do it myself, I know how to whip a bad slave," Tom groused. Chloe said nothing, just sat there in fear of the whipping she would receive and wondered how it would affect the tattoo she had just received.

"If you whip her, you'll have to be careful with the tattoo, otherwise you'll make a mess of it," T admonished.

"That's true, and as angry as I am right now, she'd probably still be showing the marks, and then I'd have to delay filming. I guess we'll give her a pass this time," Tom said, "but don't think you're off the hook," he said as he turned to glare at Chloe.

"Yes Master," Chloe said and looked down, struggling to keep herself from smiling. She would have to thank T later, maybe with another blow job.

They arrived at the building where they were keeping Chloe and T got out, helping Chloe out of the vehicle as Tom rushed into the building, the heat outside becoming increasingly oppressive. Chloe didn't know where they were, but she thought maybe somewhere in the Middle East desert, the scorching heat was nearly unbearable. T led Chloe into the building and over to the elevator where Tom was waiting. The elevator opened and they got in, returning to the basement or wherever, definitely far underground and the air was much cooler.

When they reached the lowest level Tom stormed out of the elevator and down the hall, entering one of the rooms along the corridor. T led Chloe back to the dungeon and her cell, releasing her from her bonds and removing the cuffs and collar. Chloe was completely naked and unfettered, yet she was still very much a prisoner, unable to leave the compound without Tom or T.

Chloe rushed to the toilet and did her business, then returned to kneel in presentation by her bed in the cell as T came back into the cell after putting away the bondage equipment.

"Thank you Master," Chloe said gratefully.

"What are you thanking me for?" T asked.

"For stopping Master Tom from whipping me, I can't help my fear of needles, they terrify me."

"You're welcome. Stand up, let's have a look at your tattoo," T ordered then examined the tattoo, wiping off the ooze and applying a thin coat of ointment, just like Ben had done with her brand. "Lie down and get some rest, I know you didn't sleep well last night and we don't have anything planned for this afternoon."

"May I thank you with a blow job, Master? Or perhaps you'd like to fuck my pussy or my asshole?"

"Not now, get some rest, I'll wake you up for dinner," T said and left, closing the self-locking cell door on his way out, so Chloe laid down on the bed and fell asleep quite quickly.

Chloe woke with a start when T unlocked her cell door and it opened with a clang. He was carrying her dinner, two dog bowls, one with water and the other filled to nearly overflowing with what looked like dog food. Chloe made a face but knelt in presentation. T placed the bowls on the floor in front of her and left the cell, returning a moment later to pull her hair into a pony tail so that it would be out of the way for her to eat and drink from the dog bowls.

"Thank you Master," Chloe said softly, grateful that her hair would not fall into the bowls while she ate and drank.

"You're welcome. This is your punishment, you have to eat out of the dog bowls for a while, Tom didn't say for how long, but he's still pretty pissed off." T explained.

"Yes Master."

"It's not dog food, it's beef stew, Tom just wanted to make it look like dog food."

"Thank you Master."

"You may not use your hands, you have to put your face in the bowl and eat like a dog."

"Yes Master," Chloe responded and bent down on all fours, drinking some water from the bowl first before eating some of the beef stew. It was quite tasty and Chloe was very hungry, she didn't get any lunch. She took her time but finished the bowl, licking it clean like a dog would, before draining the bowl of water.

"Good girl."

"Thank you Master," Chloe blushed with increased arousal at those two words. For some reason, being forced to eat like a dog had aroused her more than she understood. It wasn't the dog thing, maybe it was the humiliation and being under a Master's control. T grabbed a wet cloth and wiped her face clean, then released the pony tail.

"Thank you Master, would you like that blow job now?" Chloe asked.

"As amazing as your blow job was, your pussy was even better. Climb up on the bed on all fours, I like fucking my bitches from behind," T ordered and Chloe immediately complied, wiggling her ass at T as he stripped out of his shorts and tank top. "If I didn't know any better, I'd think you were trying to seduce me."

"I am Master, I love big cocks and getting fucked from behind, it hits my g-spot so hard and I cum like a freight train."

"So you're just making the best of a bad situation."

"In a way, Master, but I am a slave, though not to my chosen Master, I am still a slave, and I love being a slave. Please fuck me Master."

"Don't have to ask me twice," T said as he buried his hard as steel erection into Chloe's steaming pussy. This girl was smoking hot and yet she wanted to be a slave. Chloe thrust back with as much fervor as T put into slamming into her. Chloe came after only a few strokes, her arousal already high from not getting fucked since this morning and T's gentle but firm command of her, had already stoked her fire. She came just as she predicted, like a freight train, screaming and crying out in the throes of her passion. She loved getting fucked like this, just like a slave should be used, she reasoned with what little of her cognitive power she had left after her mind numbing orgasm.