Disclaimer: This story is fiction cast in the future. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
"We have a situation here, Olaf," Jean, the dungeon owner reports.
"Oh? Do tell," Olaf, Jean's husband replies.
"One of our clients wants to disable the orgasm denial function on one of our girl's IUDs," Jean answers.
"Are you talking about James and Kharon?" Olaf asks.
"Yes," Jean answers. "I see an escape scenario looming on our event horizon. I see only one viable action: We must sell Kharon as soon as possible. I do not want to compromise the dungeon. And I know just the buyer: Secundus!"
"Oh my goodness gracious," Olaf stammered. "That man is demanding."
"He will insist on classical, traditional restraints. There will be no electronic signature to locate the girl," Jean remarks.
Olaf nods his assent.
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Secundus takes ownership of Kharon. He has her intrauterine device removed and has a steel collar riveted about her neck. Once at his remote farm house, he lays down a rule for Kharon.
"Every morning I will sodomize you, Kharon. You will prepare yourself naked on the bed with your ass cheeks spread and your asshole ready for penetration. Not a peep or a sound out of you, except to beg to be butt fucked. I will be wearing a condom smeared with toothpaste." Secundus explains and then adds: "Does a girl understand?"
"Yes, Master," Kharon replies. She has experienced this before as punishment. She loathes and despises the very idea.
"You are educated, erudite, intellectual, Kharon. But you will only use four-letter, Anglo-Saxon vulgarisms," he demands. "When you refer to your anus, you will not call it your 'rosette' or your 'Glory of Glories.' You will refer to it as your 'asshole.' When you refer to your vagina, you will not call it your 'pussy' or your 'Holy of Holies,' but rather as your 'cunt.' Do you understand?"
"Yes, Master, a girl understands," she replies with an angelic voice to his condescending remark. She is insulted but knows not to speak out. She knows that his toothpaste covered penis is also a tool to punish. She will have to present her anus to him first thing every morning, no matter how sore, raw, or swollen it might happen to be. If he is in a good mood, he might even let a day pass. But, if she angers him, well ....
For sure, Kharon knows that, while he is sodomizing her, he will expect her to plead for him to go faster, deeper, harder.
"A girl will give a status report during breakfast, such as 'tits fine,' 'cunt wet,' and 'asshole sore.'" Secundus continues. "Girl will inform me if she is menstruating or any other physical condition."
"I have done some carpentry work on this old farm house, Kharon." Secundus comments. "One bedroom has been outfitted as a detention room. This way a girl may be secured while I am away. In addition, a tether or leash can be locked onto her collar,"
Kharon responds, saying: "Yes, Master."
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Kharon is chained to the foot of Secundus's bed with a thick blanket and an oversized pillow. She has not had a pillow in eons. Her mind echoes various thoughts, not all of which were erotic. Now she has no device in her womb to deny her orgasms. Suddenly things appear brighter. From her deep sleep she is awakened by Secundus unlocking her chain. She knows her duty and scampers to the bed and kneeling with her glorious hemispheres parted to expose her comely rosette. She sings a heavenly refrain: "Please penetrate this girl's asshole!"
Secundus hurries to put on a condom and rub toothpaste over it. He shoves his massive member into Kharon's rectum. To his amazement, she not only is tolerating the sodomy but she is also exhibiting all the behavior of an aroused female. She begs him to go harder, faster, and deeper. They cum at the same time.
Secundus goes to the bathroom to prepare for work. He barks out an order for breakfast: "One scoop of oatmeal, a tablespoon of non-fat dry milk, one-half diced apple, and some raisins and blueberries."
Kharon sets about filling his order. She notices a well-stocked pantry and a full refrigerator and wonders why he's eating the way he is. Then he shocks her by saying: "Fix yourself anything you want." He attaches a long chain to her collar that affords her access to most of the house but not to the front door.
After Secundus leaves for work, Kharon fixes herself a three egg omelet, pork sausages, hash brown potatoes, and a large glass of orange juice. She thought about trying to break the chain or lock and running away, but that can wait until she sees what supper will be like.
She is exhausted from breakfast. After a brief nap, she cleans up the kitchen. She wonders if Secundus comes home for lunch. By mid-afternoon, she decides that he is busy. It is evening when he returns, carrying a large sack of Chinese take-out. Kharon is starting to feel like being Secundus's slave isn't such a bad deal after all.
After supper Secundus ties Kharon up with various ropes. She is aroused and when he runs a rope over her crotch, she cums. Secundus warns her: "I did not tell you, girl, you must have permission to cum. Or, risk a bare bottom caning or a titty paddling.
Kharon shivers at the prospect of a titty paddling.
"I am suffering from two incurable diseases. When I do not show up for work, they will know that I am dead and will send a slaver to take you to a prison or dungeon." Secundus says. "In the meanwhile I take dozens of pills every day and have this odious, loathsome diet."
Kharon stays silent. She has experienced prisons and dungeons. As much as she might like to stay and help Secundus in his hour of need, escape is a primary priority. She wonders how she can remove the steel collar, a symbol of slavery.
11 October 2014.
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