Corporate Retreat (11 page)

As she fell asleep between her Master and Mistress, Dana felt like the luckiest slut alive. She wondered how she could have continued her old life without eventually dying of boredom, since now every waking moment was a new and mysterious adventure. She knew she had much to learn, but she also knew she had two of the best teachers possible. Her devotion and desire to serve them had blossomed rapidly and she felt it would continue to grow under their stern guidance. Dana slept well that night.

Chapter 11: Dana’s Final Test

When Dana awoke the next morning she was alone on the bed, but she heard water running in the bathroom. She got up and crawled off the bed and onto the floor, scurrying all the way into the bathroom. She saw Master and Mistress together in the shower, and rather than disturb them, she bowed her head to the floor in the middle of the room to wait until they called for her. She could tell Master was fucking Mei, the way he was grunting and she was moaning. She felt no jealousy though, knowing full well that her life was all about sex now and more would come soon.

Her wait was short and she soon heard her Master laugh and say, “Looks like we have a horny little slave out there that wants to join us. Shall we invite her in Mei?”

“Only if it pleases you to do so Master,” Mei answered, her voice husky with lust.

“Crawl in here Dana and lick Mei’s pussy while I fuck her,” he said, and Dana quickly complied, eager to join the fun.

Once in the large shower with her mentors, Dana found herself licking Mei’s clit while Master’s cock slithered in and out of her cunt. She could feel the shaft as it moved back and forth, and every time she flicked her tongue against Mei’s clit her Mistress would moan with appreciation. Master quickly fucked his loyal slave to a marvelous orgasm, and Dana was happy to help.

But instead of coming inside of Mei, Master ordered them to switch and he chose to give that gift to his new slave. Neither Mei nor Dana was surprised or bothered by his choice, they were the kind of devout slaves that only wanted what pleased him. Mei felt she had an ideal protégé to develop for her Master, and Dana felt an all-consuming desire to learn what Mei had to teach. It made them an amazing pair, the kind that encouraged each other for a common purpose. Avery knew this now and it inspired him to contemplate something that had eluded him for years, but that was for the future, their final day here had another agenda.

After he finished fucking his slaves, he ordered them to bathe him. Then he left them alone to prepare for the grand finale of the retreat. Once alone, Mei and Dana passionately embraced, as they did every morning before they began the daily bathing ritual. It was proof that these two had changed each other. Mei had always intended to transform Dana into her Master’s pet, but the way this girl made Mei feel changed the way she felt about everything. Now she had a true comrade to serve with her, a partner who could understand how to properly take care of their Master.

When they broke apart and started to bathe each other, Mei asked, “Are you happy to serve our Master my little slave girl?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“And you would do whatever he ordered?”

“Of course Mistress!” Dana exclaimed, feeling hurt that Mei would even think she could disobey him.

“Up until now pet, every abuse you endured was tempered with pleasure. Today you will be required to undergo a new kind of trial, you know what I mean?”

“Yes Mistress, like poor slut,” Dana replied, not fearing the new challenge, but simply seeing it as another hurdle she had to overcome. “This slave is ready Mistress, she promises to accept whatever he chooses to do with her.”

“Not him pet, Andrew. He believes Master has been too kind to you, that you are not properly broken. He has convinced Master to let him prove him wrong…they have a bet. Master has told me to tell you that if you can handle what he has planned, then he will know you truly belong to him.”

“What does he have planned Mistress?”

“I do not know, but I know you and I have faith that you will please our Master.”

“Thank you Mistress, this slave will do her best.”

“I know you will, now let’s get ready,” Mei said and they went about their business without another word. Dana was deep in thought, screwing up her courage for her coming trial. Mei was also in thought, worried about her new pet knowing how sadistic Andrew could be. He had always been a fan of Greta’s hair and she wondered if he really wanted some perverse payback. But she had faith in her Master to make sure Andrew would not damage Dana.

As the two slaves prepared themselves for the day’s trials, Avery joined Andrew and slut in another room. She was kneeling at Andrew’s feet, voraciously sucking his cock. Avery sat across from them, facing Andrew when he asked, “You know I will stop you if I deem you have gone too far.”

“Look what you did to slut here, how far is too far?”

‘You approved every punishment we gave slut; I am allowing you to use Dana with no such constraints. That changes the dynamic.”

“You think I would harm your new slave? Oh Avery, I thought we were friends.”

“I know what you are capable of, I just want to know your intent.”

“I just want to see if I can make her cry uncle.”

“We both know there is more to it, but I will let you have your time with her, you earned it. I just don’t want what I started spoiled.”

“Trust me, what I have planned will only make her bond with you grow stronger.”

“Fine, but I will be present throughout and will stop you if I suspect you will harm her. Understood?”

“Absolutely, now why don’t you shag slut one last time before we get started, pussy or ass?”

“One last pussy fuck for good measure I think,” said Avery as he stood up and dropped his pants. He stepped over to the kneeling slave who was now gyrating her bruised buttocks at him. He knelt behind her and guided his cock into her wet slit.

When Mei and Dana were ready they walked downstairs and knelt next to each other by the fireplace. Dressed simply in stockings and heels, the standard outfits of slavery here. They looked very attractive with their bodies on display. They were both nervous, wanting this day to end so they could jet away with their Master and start their new life with him.

When they saw their Master enter with the brothers and the rest of the retreats’ residents, they steeled themselves for an arduous day. The fact that their Master was there helped them to handle the anxiety they felt, his presence alone making them feel safer. Victoria and the other slaves carried in some strangely shaped pieces of wood and arranged them in the center of the room.

Then Andrew said, quite loudly, “Slave Dana crawl to me!”

Dana dropped to her hands and crawled to where Andrew stood surrounded by the group and she lowered her head to kiss his feet.

She heard him say, “The rule of today’s session is simple, if you cry out for mercy then you lose the bet I made with your Master. Are you prepared to accept that rule slave Dana?”

“Yes Master Andrew,” Dana replied, feeling a thrilling rush of fear and anticipation.

“Good, now kneel on that box,” he said, pointing at a wooden crate next to him.

Dana crawled up onto it and perched on it on her hands and knees. Andrew made a gesture and the twins moved a pair of wooden posts into place just behind Dana. Shonta came over next and slid a wooden board into slots cut into the posts until it rested on the floor. It was then slid forward until it touched the back of the crate Dana was kneeling on and her ankles were fitted into two semicircular cutouts a few inches apart. Mina brought the next piece that slid down the notched posts and trapped Dana’s feet behind the growing wooden wall behind her.

“Rise up Dana and rest your ass on your heels,” Andrew said.

She obeyed his command and felt the tops of her thighs rest against another depression in the wooden wall. Andrew stepped in front of her and inserted a thin metal rod into each side of the cutout, just above her thighs. Once the rod was fixed in place her legs were effectively trapped beneath her.

“Bend down again slave, until your tits touch your knees,” said Andrew.

Dana did as she was told and she felt another piece of wood lowered until it rested on her lower back. Now her feet and her ass were jutting out behind the rising wall. Andrew and Victoria each took one of Dana’s wrists and pulled them back and upward, cuffing and clipping them to the tops of the wooden posts. This made her arch her back severely, her breasts now hanging freely above her folded legs.

Victoria started to braid Dana’s long auburn hair and she also felt someone wrapping thin twine around her big toes, tying them together and then securing them to the wall behind her. Once Victoria had finished braiding her hair, rope was wound into the braid and her head pulled back. Then she felt a cold metal hook enter her bum hole and it was secured to her tied hair, making her face forward. The stress in her bound body was building, but so far it was not too bad, she thought.

Andrew was standing in front of her again and was staring at her with a wide smile. Then he reached down, grabbed the sides of the crate she was kneeling on and yanked it away, leaving her knees hanging in mid-air. But now the twins returned, each holding a length of rope with nooses on the end of them. They each quickly captured each of her knees and wrapped the ropes around her thighs several times before pulling them apart and securing the ropes to the wooden posts on either side of Dana. Now the stress on her body was awful, pain radiating from so many places at once.

“Now lets get started,” Andrew said.

Dana was doing her best to not move, since that just made things worse. She watched as Andrew took several heavy weights on hooks and started hanging them from her new nipple rings, making her nipples pull downward and sending sharp spears of pain through her dangling breasts. Then, when her nipples were fully weighted, he clipped a thin chain to her nose ring and pulled it back over her head connecting it to the rope that held her ass hook in place. She remained almost quiet, moaning a bit, but the tears started to trail down her cheeks from the mounting pain.

The she heard a swish and a crack, as a cane slammed hard into the soles of her feet. She yelped, unable to contain the reaction to the unexpected pain. Another blow soon fell, but she bit her tongue to constrain her urge to cry out again. Then she saw Andrew holding two large candle jars in front of her, both alight and filled with liquefied wax. He smiled as he tilted them and proceeded to douse her weighted tits with the molten wax. She shuddered in her bondage as the pain from behind and in front of her assaulted her trapped body, whining now, unable to restrain her desire to cry out.

Slowly, throbbing welts started to cover the soles of her feet as her tits were bathed in liquid fire, the excess wax dripping down onto her painfully spread thighs. The caning of her feet suddenly stopped, only to be replaced by a paddling of her hooked ass. A heavy and studded wooden paddle began to beat her rump into fiery pain, making her wax encased tits shudder and make the tortuous weights swing and bang into each other. Dana felt like she was in hell, a small part of her now wanting to plead for mercy. But she saw her Master standing behind Andrew and his look of true concern gave her the strength to endure this torture.

Once her ass cheeks were bright red and throbbing in pain she was forced to scream outright for the first time when something ice cold was slipped into her hot cunt. Victoria was forcing a steel rod up her pussy and once it was fully inside Dana, she turned on an electrical box it was attached to, sending shocks right into Dana’s womb. Dana wailed in complete agony, unable to control her reactions anymore.

Barely a half hour into her session Dana was seeing stars in front of her eyes as white-hot pain engulfed her trapped body. She wanted to beg for mercy, but could not, her desire to please her Master still too strong inside her. Then Andrew started to flog her tits, using his cat to strip away the hardened wax that sheathed them. A new and powerful pain enveloped her then, making the world spin as her pussy fried from electrical shocks as her tits were peppered by the hard leather fronds of Andrew’s whip.

Then something strange happened, her electrified pussy went into spasm, sending gushes of girl juice out and around the steel invader that impaled her. She started to come from the pain alone with no pleasurable stimulation to set her off this time. She wailed from the pain-induced orgasm, not sure if she was able to believe it. It was as if her pussy decided it had to climax to help her endure the assault her strained body was undergoing.

“The bitch is coming like a whore!” exclaimed Victoria, truly surprised by what was happening.

Andrew began to beat Dana’s tits even harder, as if her reaction angered him. But he only delivered a few extra hard blows before Avery grabbed his arm and stopped him.

“Enough!” Avery barked. “Can’t you see that she is a true pain slut?”

Andrew looked at Avery, at first angrily, but then it suddenly faded away and he smiled. He said, “You are right my friend, I never saw that coming, even slut can’t come from pain without some help. Allow me to fuck this bitch and I will consider the session over.”

Avery smiled at his friend and then said, “Be my guest, pussy or ass?”

“Both,” said Andrew as he stepped around the bound girl and gestured for Victoria to remove the metal rod from Dana’s cunt. Andrew stepped behind Dana, pulled out his cock and slipped deep into her clutching pussy. Dana, though still wracked by the pain of her bondage, erupted into another orgasm when she felt Andrew’s cock slip deep into her cunt.

Then Avery stepped in front of her and slid his cock into her mouth, which she happily sucked, ecstatic that she endured Andrew’s torture successfully. As she sucked her Master’s cock, Andrew fucked her hard, just the way she liked it. And when he pulled his cock from her cunt and jammed it into her ass, right next to the metal hook still inside it, she thought she would pass out from the pain in her over-stretched hole. But it just catapulted her into a series of non-stop climaxes that were indescribable the way they tortured and pleased her.