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CORPORATE SLAVE......CindyHarrison & MaesterZero

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Angela shook her head, giggling.
"No!," the 23 year old blond said...."That's a little risky....besides, I don't think there's a room where I can do it...."
Her redhead friend thought for a moment. "wait.....what about that room down the hall across from the elevators?"

Angela gave her friend and co worker a suprised look.
"that's only a storage room!"
"so what?," her friend replied, taking another bite from her sandwich....."it's not like your'e gonna strip totally naked....and besides, a dare is a dare...."
Angela nodded. Her boyfriend texted her an hour and a half ago, including a short vid of him jerking off, followed by another message saying it was her turn......she had to play with herself some place within the next half hour and send him the video as proof."

The blonde nodded. Yes, she'd do it right after their lunch break.
Angela and her redhead friend were both in the secretarial pool of a large international corporate insurance company and she was right.....on the 35th floor where they worked, the cramped little supply room was probably the only place where she couldn't be seen.
Returning to their cubicles, Angela dropped her bag on her desk, took out a vibrator, stuffed it in a plastic bag and walked nervously back to the elevators. Across from the hallway was the storage room. Angela hiked up her skirt, pulled her panties down to her knees and stuffed a rag in her mouth.
Usually she'd use the ballgag her boyfriend bought for her, but there was only so much she could conceal in the bag.
Angela slipped the vibrator in her pussy, clicked it on full power and began masturbating, slipping it in and out, holding her phone with the other hand and aiming it down, zooming in on her cunt.
After a minute she began moaning, glad that she had the rag in her mouth. As she was about to cum, she had her eyes closed, oblivious to the fact that at this very moment the door was opening.....View attachment 1035
 
James was a rising star in his insurance company, only twenty-eight he was already a partner in the firm, admittedly the newest partner, but with that came a lot of power and a lot of money, so much so that he had been able to buy a decently sized house and it made his extra circulars a lot easier. Hell he had dedicated the whole basement of his house to it, all he needed to do was to find someone who was interested in the same stuff he was. He perused the local clubs but had as of yet to find anyone there. He lamented that no one in the secretary pool seemed to be interested, that would have made things so much easier for him but they all either seemed to be married or had boyfriends.

Oh well, perhaps it was best, this way he could focus a bit more on his career and who knows maybe advance a couple notches, hell he could be one of the senior partners before he was forty at this rate. He smiled at that thought as he made his way to the supply closet on his floor. He did it every few days, sure he could have one of the secretaries do it, but it was nice to get out of his office and stretch his legs. At 6'2" his legs needed it from time to time, and despite the office job he had managed to maintain an athletic, swimmers build, one he was proud of. Reaching up he scratched his short, stylishly mussed hair before reaching out and opening the door to the supply closet and froze.

Inside he could hear the muffled sound of a woman moaning. Peaking around a corner he saw one of the new secretaries, Angela, masturbating with a vibrator in her cunt and a rag shoved in her mouth to gag herself. Whipping out his phone he took picture after picture before hurriedly leaving and silently closing the door. A plan started to form as he made his way back to his desk. On his way he stopped at the secretary cubicles and wrote a note for Angela to come and see him in his office for a special assignment, then he went back to wait.
 
Angela came with a shudder, groaning even with the rag in her mouth. She opened her legs to make sure he saw drops on her pussy lips, totally unaware that someone else was also just as busy taking pictures.
Getting her clothes back in order, she slowly opened the door, making sure no one was walking by before she got out and went back to her cubicle.
Her co worker friend was waiting for her , a smile on her face

"Hey Ange," she said....someone left a post it note on your screen....and not just anybody. It was that hot looking exec....."
Angela paused before taking the note.
"I supposed you already read it, nosy?"
her friend shook her head. "Naw, but I was tempted.....go ahead...read it...."

Angela took the note off the screen. The hot exec in question was asking for her to report to his office!
Her friend was obviously dying to find out about the note.
"It's just him wanting to see him in his office," she said...."that's all...."
While her friend gave her a pout, Angela got up and went down the hall to the young exec's office. She'd taken notations and handled correspondence in other busy executive's offices, so this was hardly a new experience.

Angela knocked twice on his office door and came in.
"I'm Angela from secretarial," she announced. "what can I do for you?"
 
James waited patiently for Angela to return, he had kept his eyes on her, she was good at her job but more importantly she was incredibly beautiful, but when he heard she had a boyfriend he had kept things respectful, a little playful flirting in passing but nothing more, he had certainly not doted on her like other execs with their favorites, he knew she had a friend in particular who had become a personal favorite to one of the senior partners. But James had been biding his time, waiting, he had not wanted to go after someone unwilling, but now that he had this. Now that he had seen what type of slut she actually was, well...maybe things would turn around, but it all hinged on this.

The knock came on his office door and she walked in. "Ah yes...Angela, its nothing too terribly important I suppose, please take a seat." He gestured to the chair in front of his desk before he himself stood and looked out his rather large window overlooking the city. "Or I guess it could be important, depending on who you are. You see, Im having trouble deciding on a proper punishment for a certain employee who has well...used our supply closet for something other than getting supplies. He pulled his phone out of his suit jacket pocket and pulled up one of the pictures of her, fucking herself to climax and held it out, showing it to her, but keeping it out of her arms reach. Not that it mattered, he had already emailed copies to himself.

"Its this employee in particular, at first I thought terminating her was a fitting punishment but no...no. Then I thought about sending it anonymously to her co-workers and maybe even to some of the other businesses around here that require secretaries as well, I mean a deviant like this, surely everyone should be warned. Tell me Angela," he sat down after tucking the phone back in his suit. "What do you think I should do?"
 
Angela went to the chair, sat down crosslegged and watched him as he went to the window....every move the young man made showed an aire of self confidence, of self assurance....he struck her as someone who never had a problem getting whatever he wanted.
When he mentioned the supply closet she suddenly felt the blood drain from her face...she started squirming restlessly in the chair, now wishing she hadn't done the dare. Shit, to be fired just for a quick orgasm!
Then it got worse.
Angela felt her heart racing, thumping so hard she could swear it would burst from her chest, her breathing shallow and rapid. She thought she would pass out....

"no, please no," she stammered......"y-y-y-you don't under...understand.....I really didn't want to do it in there....my boyfriend dared me.....OH MY GOD, YOU SAW EVERYTHING?????"
Angela was quickly becoming frantic. She wanted to leap from the chair and bolt for the door, but held back. She had to talk him out of what he had in mind.

"Your'e......your'e blackmailing me????," she exclaimed. "what do you want from me?"
 
"Your boyfriend? Your boyfriend sounds like a pathetic loser if this is all he can come up with. And yes Im blackmailing you, don't bother trying to go for my phone, I've already sent copies to myself, and who do you think the partners of this law firm will believe, their rising star executive or the horny secretary who was caught masturbating in the supply closet. Especially after they see the photos." He pulled out the phone again and started scrolling through the pictures. "Hmm...the look on your face doesn't suggest at all that he was forcing you to do this against your will, oh and whats that in your mouth...oh a rag, how cute."

Eventually he flipped the phone to face her, ignoring her question of what he wanted, all in good time. "Tell me Angela does this look like someone who should be working in a highly respectable office like this?" He flipped through more of her photos, he had even managed to get a few showing how swollen and puffy her cunt lips had got as she had rammed that vibrator into it. "Because to me it looks like a dirty slut who is enjoying herself, who maybe was hoping she would get caught." Once more he tucked the phone back into his pocket.

"You asked what I want? Come now, your a smart girl, do I really need to spell out what I want?" He lounged back in his chair, putting one foot up. He looked her up and down, at the look of horror on her face and almost felt bad. He wasn't a bad guy, he generally didnt force people to do things against their will, but it this case, yes he was willing to go this route. "You belong to me, for as long as I say, so long as you do what I say, when I say, whatever it is or whenever, you need never worry about these photos finding their way to anyone else, though one day you may not care. You start tonight, whatever plans you had for after work, cancel them, I have other plans and they take priority, am I understood?"
 
Angela was pissed at both herself and her boyfriend for doing their mutual dare....she was also humiliated that she had been caught in the act and now it was all going to be used against her. Under other circumstances, being called a slut by someone she didn't know personally would be a major insult, but it was pointless to even try to get on the defensive....he held all the cards and they both knew it.

"BELONG?," she called out, disgusted upon hearing his claim to ownership. No one owned her, not even her boyfriend.
But it wasn't her boyfriend that now was more than capable of ruining her life.....
"Yes Sir," she replied, instantly lowering her tone. She didn't address him as 'Sir' because of some kinky-ass ownership playgame, it was simply because he was near the top of the corporate food chain, her being on the bottom.

She decided to stay in the chair, not because he hadn't yet told her to leave, but to help shield her ass. Angela sometimes acted like she wasn't the sharpest tool in the woodshed, but she wasn't naive. She knew what he wanted from her and also knew she would have no choice but to give it to him.
"Can I go now?," she asked.
 
James smiled, this was working out better than he had hoped, he could tell she was angry, infuriated even. But that didn't matter, she had no way of getting out from under him. She had no access to his computer and before the day was out he would have those photos emailed to his lawyer, if anything happened to him they would be spread all over the public news and her life would be ruined, not that he felt she could do anything to him. He got a slight thrill from hearing her call him "Sir", but it wouldn't do. "I am not "Sir" to you, I am Master, that is how you will address me, and you really shouldn't look at me with those hate filled eyes. Im not the one who told you to masturbate in the supply closet, Im not the one who willingly did it and enjoyed herself in the process. This mess is of your own creation and now you get to stew in it."

Pulling open a drawer he ignored her question for the moment of if she could go as he rummaged in there for a package he had received and had forgotten about. Opening it up he pulled out a set of cuffs and a ring gag. "No you cannot go yet. I have some work for you to do. Kneel down." He waited until she had done that and then he stood and walked behind her. Now she seemed angry but there was a slight hunch to her shoulders, maybe his words had affected her, he hoped so, he would need to break her before he could rebuild her into his perfect fuck toy. "Arms behind your back slave." Once more he waited to be obeyed then he cuffed her arms behind her back and locked them in place.

Finally he held the ring gag up to her mouth, forcing it past her teeth and buckled it tightly on, so tightly she wouldn't be able to rotate it. "Now crawl under the desk slut," He walked around the other side, unzipping his pants and pulling out his cock. Fate had been kind and had not only endowed him with success but with a large cock as well he sat in his chair and waited for her to get under the desk. "Since you like taking pleasure so much, its only fair you give it as well. Show me how much pleasure you can give me slut. Suck my cock and don't you dare spill a drop of my cum, or your punishment tonight will be excruciating."
 
She sat there staring at him with unbelieving eyes. WHAT THE FUCK ?.....what's with this 'Master' bullshit?
Angela wondered if anyone else knew about the dark side of this man....maybe this was how he was able to climb the corporate ladder so quickly. She wondered if any of the other secretaries were involved with him.....

One thing was sure however. He held the upper hand and sounded like he was more than willing to use it against her if she didn't cooperate. It was humiliating but the worse was yet to come.

"y-y-y-yes Master," she replied in a defeated tone.
She got off the chair and dropped to her knees, watching him go to pull something out of the drawer, then stared at it. She knew exactly what they were, even though she had never wore them. YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING.....

"No Master," she begged as she felt the cold metal click around her wrists, her arms now locked behind her....."please no...."

SLAVE??????
She hesitated but he managed to force the ring into her mouth, wedging it between her jaws and cinched the straps in place.
Angela felt like she was a kidnap victim, forced to star in some kind of kinky porn flick, but this was for real.....she prayed someone would open the door and come to her rescue, but at the same time prayed that no one would see her in such an embarrassing position. Here she was, a secretary in a high rise office, on her knees gagged and bound.......

She hesitated for a moment, still not believing all this was really happening. She stayed on her knees, shuffling around the desk then backing under it. The man got in his chair, pulling it up and trapping her.
She stared up as he unzipped his pants, brought down his boxers and his cock sprang to life before her eyes......she'd never seen a man this well endowed. His cock was huge, long and the veins were throbbing. Her boyfriend was a sissy compared to this.....
He only barely managed to push his throbbing member through the ring and into her mouth, filling it completely. He shoved the entire length inside her, pushing it to the back of her throat. Angela gagged and gurgled.....he could easily choke her unless she started doing what he wanted.....
The blonde began bobbing her head back and forth, slipping the cock in and out through the ring.
 
"That's right," he growled as she began to work his cock with her mouth. "Be a good little fuck toy. Use your tongue more bitch, you need to work for this, its only the beginning, we will have the rest of the day and night to play." He had plans for Angela so many plans, he was going to mold her into the perfect, obedient slave girl. After he was through with her not only would she no longer find normal, vanilla sex satisfying, she would be his own personal sex slave willing to humiliate and debase herself to get more of his cock.

"Im thinking a tongue piercing will be in order slut, that feels so good when someones sucking you off, like your doing for me. As she bobbed down he tightened his grip in her hair and pulled her down the full length of his cock and held her there. "I said use your tongue bitch, use it well and I may let go of you. He could hear her gasp and choke, hear her buck underneath the desk, but it was a good two minutes before he finally let go and let her pull back, though he made sure to grab her hair again and stop her from pulling away completely.

"No, no, your not done slut, not until I cum, and you'll swallow it all when it happens, or you will be punished. He sat there and began working on some reports while she continued to suck him off, the reports were boring, and completely uninteresting. But they helped in distracting his mind, making Angela work harder just to keep him stiff. Finally he sensed how tire she was getting and he put away the reports, but it was another few minutes before she was able to bring him close and when he finally allowed that release he took her head and pulled her all the way up his cock as he shot his hot load down her throat. It felt great, and one he was done he pulled free of her completely, long stream of drool and his cum spilled from Angela's lips and splattered to the floor. Looking down at it he grinned, then scooting back a bit more he pointed to it. "Lick it up slut."
 
Rest of the day and night......he was planning to keep her for who knows how long....was doing this, debasing and humiliating herself, worth the price to keep those pictures hidden?
But she knew the answer. Yes, yes it was......even if he did keep and use her as his fuck toy, chances were he would get tired of her, like he probably did with others within the company, and hopefully it would be a short enslavement---and that's exactly what it was---and hopefully afterwards she could try and forget what happened and continue her professional career.

Fine....as embarrassing and humiliating as it was, she would cowdown to his demands....but if he tried something that would go totally contrary to her, she promised herself she would refuse.
Now, if she could only suck him off soon...the quicker she would get him to cum, the sooner she could leave.....hopefully.....

"AAARRRRRGH....." she gurgled and gagged as he slammed his cock to the rear of her throat then grabbed hold of her head and kept it trapped in her mouth.
He finally released her but only so long as she continued to suck him off. Finally, she felt him tense up, heard him groan and a huge wad of man seed filled her mouth. Reluctantly she swallowed his load, residue dribbling from her lips after he pulled out and let go. Just when she thought the ordeal was over she was ordered to clean up what fell on the floor.

Angela looked up to him with pleading eyes, as if to say, 'please....not that....'
But she began licking the floor, holding back the urge to gag and vomit.

"please let me go now....Master," she begged....
 
"No, no I dont think I will let you go quite yet. Get out from under there and strip completely," he said as he pushed his chair out to allow her to crawl out. Once she had he uncuffed her hands to allow her to follow his command. He waited until she had before he took her bra and locked them in another drawer, he would have kept her panties as well but for what he had planned for her next it would provide something of a buffer so that no one around her woulod see the mess she would be making. Pulling out a length of black nylon rope he set to work tying a tight rope harness around her breasts, no tight it made her breasts swell in it and he knew it would be a little painful.

He laughed and slapped her tits, loving the sound of his palm hitting her bare skin before he cupped her pussy and shoved a finger into her cunt, pumping it in and out quickly for several minutes while she was forced to stand there and take it, but soon she would want nothing more than to do just that. She would crave his touch and whatever he chose to do to her. She would be trained into his perfect little sex slave. Pulling his finger out of her pussy it was covered in her juices, so he stood and whipped the glistening finger on her tongue, the ring gag still keeping her mouth open.

"Turn around and bend over the desk, spread your ass cheeks slut." Once more he waited until she had accomplished this before pulling out a small egg vibrator and pushing it deep in her cunt, then he pulled out a butt plug and a bottle of lube. Placing one hand firmly on her back, keeping her in place he drizzled the lube down onto her ass crack and rubbed it in with his middle finger before slowly pushing his finger into her tight ass hole, her pumped it in and out until he could get it going at a faster pass, wriggling it as he did. Once he had gotten her nice and lubed he drizzled more onto the butt plug and began pushing it into her ass as well. "Relax whore, the sooner this is in the sooner you get to leave." Finally he pushed it in and it seated in her ass. Moving her hands away from her ass cheeks, he gave her ten sharp slaps to each cheek.

Grabbing her hair roughly he pulled her into a standing position and wiped his lube covered finger on her tongue before undoing the gag. "Now get dressed and get back to work, once you've clocked out for the day you will report back here so your training can begin." Then he went back to his work, all but ignoring her presence.
 
Angela crawled out from under the desk, carefully avoiding touching the man. She stood there trembling, whimpering as she began to take off her clothes, praying he would order her to stop before she was totally naked. Soon however she was completely nude, her 36D tits springing out of the confines of her lace bra. She stood there embarrassed, just a touch of brown fur hovering over her pussy. God if anyone came in now, she would die of embarrassment.....she could dive under the desk again but she was afraid he would trap her and his cock would soon be back in her mouth.

She stared as he brought over the rope....at first she assumed he was just going to tie her hands behind her, but if he wanted to keep her wrists restrained he would've done so.
She stared down as he began tying slipknots around the base of her tits, pulling tightly then proceeded to do a figure 8.....soon, both tits were darkening as they began to swell, her nipples poking up.

She had no choice but to stand and take it as he slapped her tits, gurgling through the ring gag....they already hurt, but even more as he slapped them. Soon they began to turn purple.
He finger fucked her, forcing her to lick her own juice off through the gag but her ordeal was far from over.

Angela bent over the desk, her legs apart....she felt a hand move down and a small object was pushed inside her cunt.....
suddenly a coolness on her ass then pressure....he was pushing something inside her ass!!!!
Despite his warning to relax, she had never had any kind of foreign object in her ass.....she tried to bear down, to make it harder to pass through but he kept on pushing. Finally whatever it was gave a popping sensation and it seated itself in her ass....it had to be some kind of plug...

The slaps on her ass stung but nothing but more gurgled cries came out. Finally she was released, the gag out.....she whimpered and sobbed, wanting to ask for her bra but he had it locked away. silently putting on her clothes, she walked out of the office, wincing as she sat in her cubicle....it felt like the plug sunk even deeper inside....

"Well," her friend asked, bending her head out from her little square room. "Shit, you were in there long enough....."
Angela looked around to make sure no one else was nosy. She motioned the redhead to come over and opened her blouse, her angry purple tits slowly being strangled while her nipples felt like they would burst.
"Holy shit!," the redhead said......"why did you do that to yourself?....and where's your bra?"

"He has it," the blonde said, nodding her head towards his office. "He's the one that tit strangled me....you asshole, because you convinced me to use that fuckin closet, now I'm fucked!!! he's blackmailing me...."
"Jeeeze, I'm sorry," the redhead said....."But now what?"
"I don't have a choice," the blonde replied sadly....."he has me where he wants me.....look, let's just concentrate on work and forget it....."
But it was impossible....every movement Angela made, the rope harness made her tits hurt....and she could feel the hard rubber plug imbedded in her ass.

Finally it was the end of the day. Her friend bailed on her. Angela waited until all the other secretaries were gone, then she knocked on the man's door.
 
James had fun the rest of the day messing with the controls to the egg vibrator her had sli[ed into Angela's cunt, turning it up high throughout the day for a minute or two, never long enough to give her release but only very rarely turning it off, usually keeping it low to medium, enough that she was aware of its constant existence but could do nothing about it. If she tried to take it or the plug out, she would be punished, it was as simple as that. He took great pleasure in playing with it even as he sat in on a board meeting. As a partner in the company he was expected to do so, but as a junior partner he mostly stayed silent and listened, learning as much as he could for the inevitable day that he would become a full partner or even a senior partner.

Still he couldn't help himself as his mind would slip back to his new sub, unwilling though she may be now he knew that soon she would be begging for everything he could give her, all it would take was a little training. He had seen her speak briefly to that red headed friend of hers when she had gotten back to her cubicle, had even seen a shocked look on the others face so she must have been told, but strangely she didn't run to try and report it. James had no dirt on her and with two of them complaining they might have thought they had a chance. They would be wrong but still. And yet her friend said nothing, in fact James thought he might have caught a look of lust in the red heads face.

He had sat back down after that to mull some things over, obviously neither girl knew the reputation that the partners in this firm had, fair enough it wasn't exactly an open secret but it wasn't outright concealed either. Her friend didn't seem incredibly submissive but he could still work with that, use her in some way to break his pet, make her more pliable. IT would require some planning and effort but he was sure he could do it. With a small chuckle he went back to work until the appointed time. Opening his door he saw Angela standing there waiting for him. The office was empty. "Strip slut," he ordered, his voice cold and hard. He waited until she did so before he tossed a leather training collar at her. "Put it on." Once more he waited. Once it was on he locked it on and attached a leash to it. "Get on your knees and follow." He bent and picked up her clothes before he jerked on the lead and lead her through the building. Once they were at the elevator he pulled her in and they descended to the parking garage where his car would be waiting. He forced her across the asphalt of the garage and opened the trunk of his car. "Get in."
 
It was the end of another business day, but for Angela, none of the days that would follow would ever be the same.
She opened her mouth to try and stop her redhead co worker, as if somehow her friend could interact and alleviate at least partially some of her humiliation.
It was torture for Angela throughout the day, trying her best to concentrate on her work while the vibrating panties teased and taunted her. She became moist, even to the point of getting wet but the current was low and went on and off at random so she never could predict when it was going to come to life again.

During lunch she and her co worker sat down at a bench outside in a courtyard....suddenly Angela gave out a moan, wiggling.
"What's going on Ang?," she asked.
The blonde shook her head, waited for the current to subside.
"He.....he's made me wear vibrating panties....God, it's so humiliating....I never know when he sets it off...."
Her friend stared at her. "You mean, in addition to your titty strangling?.....Ang, you need to go to the authorities....this is was fuckin' past sexual harrassment...."

"Are you kidding?," she replied....."he holds all the cards, thanks to you....remember, it was your idea to go to the damn closet....God, I wish now I never went in there...he'll release the pics and video and I'll be fired...."

By the end of the day, all the employees had left except for 2.....Angela and her boss.
She was whimpering as she took off her clothes, kneeling naked before him. She did as instructed, snapping closed the collar around her neck. She winced as she felt the leash being attached and soon more humiliation would follow.

Around the floor of the office they went, him keeping a constant tug on the leash, her following behind on all fours, embarrassed beyond words, praying someone working late wouldn't see her.
They got into an elevator and soon arrived at his car in the underground parking structure. She stared at the open trunk and shook her head.
"No," she begged....."please, not in there....please?"
An even stronger yank on the leash convinced her otherwise. Naked, she crawled into the empty trunk.
 
As she crawled into the truck James' hand flashed out and struck her hard on the ass. Before pulling back in the leash listening to her choke and gurgle. "You never question my orders slut," Then he pushed her head into the truck and watched as her body followed before he slammed the trunk door down and plunged her into darkness. He had no desire to show her the way to his house, at least not yet. She was still an uncertainty. Luckily they had the whole weekend to play and by the time she left him she would want nothing more that to feel his cock in her once more. True she might try to deny it but it was inevitable. She was a true slut through and through, otherwise he would not have been able to get away with everything he had so far.

James even suspected she had told the red headed woman what had happened. That could potentially be problematic, he would need to see her before too long to head off any mishap that way, but for now it was time to start training his new slut. Getting into the car he started it up and drove out of the parking garage. James didn't actually live in the city, he lived in the countryside outside of the city. As he drove he picked up her phone but it was password protected, he would need to have her open it and send a message to that worthless boyfriend of hers telling him she was out of town visiting a friend or something. He tossed it onto the passenger seat as he continued to drive, leaving the city limits and going out into the country. He drove for almost an hour before he stopped at a large estate, something he had thought would always be beyond what he could afford, but this was actually a small house compared to the partners and senior partners. Still it served him well, it was surrounded by a lot of land and trees and even had an old barn, so there was plenty outside of the house that he could have fun with.

Pulling the car into the garage he closed the garage door before getting out and opening the trunk of the car. "Get out slut, and keep quiet, you don't speak unless its to answer a question and then you address me as Master, do you understand me?" He waited for a reply as he clipped the leach back on the collar. The blonde woman clambered out of the trunk stiffly and he could tell the ride had not been easy on her. The dark of the garage also seemed to disorient her a bit, so much the better.
 
Angela stared into the empty trunk as she began nervously and cautiously to climb inside....she hesitated, once more shaking her head.....blackmail or not, she didn't want to climb in there.
A hard swat on her ass and a warning to do as she was told convinced her that there was no choice in the matter.
She laid on her side, wincing as the trunk lid closed with a loud sound.

They must've drove for an hour, or maybe it just felt like that. She really had no conception of time or location.....the trunk was sealed completely, not to much as a crack of light. She felt the car making turns but where were they going? and worse than that.....what was he planning for her once they got there?

She felt the car finally slowing....wherever they were heading, it felt like the trip was over.
Sure enough, there was the sound of footsteps, a click in the trunk and it swung open. She blinked and looked around....it was dark but she could tell they were in a garage.

"y-y-yes Master," was all she said as the leash was clipped back on and she crawled out of the trunk.
 
"Good girl," he said as he gave a sharp jerk on the lead and led her into the estate, not that she would see much of it. All he did was lead her down a hall to a large oak door with a heavy padlock slotted through a large iron band. Taking a key out he unlocked the padlock and opened the door. Cold concrete steps led down into the basement and he pulled her along as he descended into the darkness. As he began his descent he did turn on a light so that she wouldn't fall down the stairs as she crawled down them. He didn't care how the concrete felt on her hands and knees. At the bottom of the steps was another large oak door. He opened it and revealed a large sprawling bondage dungeon, the entire basement space had been converted to a dungeon.

Leading Angela over to a padded bench he dug her phone out of his pocket and handed it to her. "Text your pathetic excuse for a boyfriend, make up something for why you will be gone all weekend, I don't care what you tell him, you can tell him another man will be fucking you all weekend for all I care." He stood there waiting, thinking of what he was going to do to her and that body of hers, several ideas ran through his head. And there was nothing she could do to stop him. He also knew by the time he was done she would love it.
 
The mansion, as sprawling as it was, either was suffering a brownout our her boss was keeping it dark on purpose. To merely save on electricity or to further disorient her, she didn't know. She felt so humiliated crawling around on her hands and knees....she debated if she should rise up just enough to walk on all fours but who knew how he would react....best to just stay on hands and knees.

The basement was cold and being naked made it worse.....Angela had goosebumps all over her body and shivering.
The basement wasn't hardly lit any better than the rest of the house, but enough for her to stare wide eyed at the vast collection of bondage and dungeon equipment....she couldn't believe that anyone actually used these things.....talk about a sadist!

She went to the bench, staying on her knees as her phone was handed back to her.
What would she say? was there any chance on slipping out a clue that she was being kept against her will?

"Hi sweetheart," she began....."look, sorry about not calling sooner but I have to pull some.....over time..."
Angela debated if she should let slip something.....anything to let him know that something was wrong, but HOW? her boyfriend wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed and besides, her boss-turned Master was right there behind her, obviously listening to every word.
"anyway," she continued....."got some other news as well. My grandma just passed away and I need to attend the funeral, so I'll be gone for a few days....call you later.....kisses....."
 
Grabbing her by the hair he pulled her head back and took her phone as soon as she was done. Kneeling next to her he looked her in the eyes keeping a hard grip on her hair. He was not stupid and he figured if she could find something to slip to let someone know something was going on she would. But he also had his suspicions that her boyfriend was somewhat dim, still. "I really hope there wasnt some sort of message in there slut, that would not go well. Id be forced to release the pictures and the video and ruin your life, hell getting a job flipping burgers would be beyond you." Then he stood and pulled her up by the hair so she was standing. Keeping one hand on her hair, he opened two slots on the bench and two circular plugs fell to the ground.

Then he pushed her down onto it so she was laying on it lengthwise on her belly. He closed the slots around her breasts and they began squeezing them a bit more than the rope harness was. quickly he cuffed her wrists to the front legs and her ankles to the back. Her ass was hanging over and both it and her cunt were open and exposed, minus the plug and vibrator still in them. At the front he attached a metal pipe that would hold a bit gag in place. "Open your mouth fucktoy." Once she had he slipped the bit in her mouth and buckled it behind her tightly, followed by a nose hook that he inserted into her nostrils, tying it tightly to the buckle of the gag. Next he attached some alligator clamps with bells to her swollen nipples and a clit clip, again with a bell to her clitty. He inserted two of his fingers into her pussy, moving the egg vibe around inside her as he played with her cunt for a few minutes.

Withdrawing his fingers he wiped her juices on her own backside, then pulled the plug from her ass. Giving her ass a sharp slap he stepped away coming back with a medical stand and a large enema bag. "Time to clean you out slut." And without ceremony he shoved the tube into her ass and flipped the lock blocking the warm fluid so that it started pouring into her. "I'll be back in a bit, its time for me to eat." With one final smack to her ass he left her along in the dark room, the enema flowing into her.
 
Angela knew there was no escape for her the minute the phone was taken away....gone was probably her only chance to call for help.
He forced her down on her belly on the bench, her tits slipping through a set of holes and instantly became trapped, something down inside the bench grasping hold of them and tightening it's grip.....she tried to pull up but her boobs were clamped from below.

She tried to struggle as he grabbed her wrists and ankles, securing them down to the sides of the bench, leaving her legs apart, exposing both holes. A gag was forced into her mouth---the kind a horse would wear---and connected to a pipe in front, making it impossible for her to turn her head more than about half dozen inches. Something else she never seen before....a kind of mini clamp was attached to her nostrils, forcing her nose slightly up with nostrils flaring....she felt like a pig getting ready for slaughter.

Underneath, she felt something metal being attached to her nipples, then her clit....they made a tinkling sound.
HE ATTACHED BELLS TO THE CLAMPS!!!
she knew already why......if and when he finally allowed her to move more freely, the sounds of the bells would always give her location away, like belling a household pet....which was what she was.

Finally, she felt the plug being pulled out of her ass but the relief was short lived. She felt a rubber tube being inserted deep in her ass, followed by a strong steady stream of some kind of warm fluid.

Angela groaned and wriggled but there was very little play in the restraints and the bit gag was securely attached to the pipe. She was naked, gagged and now being cleaned and emptied......she thought back to the day in the closet, silently cursing the dare that started it all. She started out as just another secretary but now she was a sexual playtoy.
He left the egg in her cunt, moving it around and now because of her position it was pressed up against her 'G' spot. As she continued to feebly struggle, it felt suprisingly pleasant......
 
James went upstairs turning on the lights as he went. Entering the dining room he saw that his dinner was waiting for him nice and warm and ready to eat. Signaling to a maid that was only barely within sight he ordered a second, special dinner to be made for his guest downstairs. The made nodded and scurried away to tell the cook. The man who cooked for him probably would not like being kept later but he wouldn't complain once he saw the bonus for doing so. He had also instructed them to keep it warm as well as his guest would not be eating for somtime.

HE ate slowly wanting to give the large enema bag a chance to work through the woman in his basement. AS he worked he read. It was just a normal fantasy book but he enjoyed it and it was a nice break from his other entertainment waiting downstairs. Finally after a good hour he stood up and his dishes were whisked away before he had even left the dining room and he went back toward the dungeon. Stopping along the way to change out of his business suit and into something more appropriate. Putting on some leather pants and a white flowing shirt he unlocked the door at the top and started descending down into the basement.
 
So long as Angela stayed motionless there was no painful pull on her nostrils and the clamps weren't quite as painful.
It was the rapid fullness she was now feeling that forced her to wriggle and squirm, which of course made everything painful.

"AAAARRRGH.....MMMMMMPH...."
her moaning and gurgling sounds went unheeded. The hose was gushing fluid into her ass....she felt it swelling up inside of her.
With her legs open it was impossible to bear down, to try and stop the inevitable backwash that would soon follow. If she ever did anything to piss this man off, it would've been nothing compared to the mess she would soon make when her ass exploded.

Angela heard movement, knowing it was the man that has insisted on her calling him 'Master'....she wriggled and moaned loudly, doing her best to signal to him that her ass couldn't hold any more.....
 
James went down the stairs to the young woman still strapped down on the bondage bench, he smiled as he circled around her, the look of quiet desperation in her eyes was such a joy to behold. Ignoring her pleas and whimpering he walked back to the enema bag. "Oh dear, theres still a bit left in here. He began to squeeze the back, making sure to drain it all into her ass, he could see the bulge of her stomach, even if it was pressed against the bench and he chuckled to himself. Finally when all the fluid was inside her he picked her plug back up from where he had left it and pulled the tube from her ass before quickly shoving the plug back in and blocking her up with it. The plug would keep the fluid in until he removed it and he knew the slut would have no way to bear down enough to push it out.

Then taking the remote for the vibe in hand he turned it up to medium height, once more enough to tease and torment her, to make her want to cum, but never let her. The fact that the vibe was pressing up against her g-spot now was just icing on the cake. Next he walked over and took a cat of nine tails from a peg on the wall. Walking slowly back to her he brought it down with a snap on her ass cheeks. "Your body is mine slut." Another smack this one hitting her left breast. "Your breasts are mine," he heard the bells tinkle. The third stroke caught her tight on the pussy. "Your cunt is mine." The fouth stroke hit the butt plug had. "Your ass is mine. All of it is mine slut. You have no say over how your body is used from now on."

He continued to whip the girl with the cat, it was not too powerful, only leaving sharp stings and slaps and marks that would fade by tomorrow morning, never once did he break her skin. Finally his arm grew tired and he lowered the whip, walking back to replacle the whip before going back to her front. Squatting in front of her he looked her in the eyes. "Im going to undo that gag slut and the only words I want to head from your mouth is who does your body belong to, who do your holes belong to." Then he reached around and unbuckled the gag, letting her pull away slightly and temporarily from the gag.
 
When he squeezed the last of the contents from the enema bag into her ass, Angela let out a loud muffled groan.....she never had an enema before and the effect was horrible....she could feel her lower body slosh around. She hoped for a moment that when he went behind her he was going to empty her, but instead he pulled out the hose, quickly replacing it with the buttplug!

He was right, Angela began trying to expel the plug, the pain inside was increasing, but when she tried to bear down she found it impossible.
When he increased the current on the vibe in her cunt, she wriggled and squirmed, moaning loudly....it had been inside her for a long time and slowly but surely was driving her insane. She found herself pushing, bearing down on the vibe to feel it even more intensely.....he knew what he was doing. He was teasing, taunting her, giving her just enough to edge her but not enough to force her to cum. Despite the fact that she detested him for humiliating her, she couldn't deny what was happening between her legs.

Then he began whipping her, the blows concentrated on her tits, ass and pussy....she screamed through the gag, saliva dribbling down....the pain was incredible.....

She licked her lips for a moment before reciting his demands....
"my......my body belongs to you Master," she stammered....."these holes belong to you Master....."
 
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