Venture into the Dungeon Club

[AmbrosiaCaress]

This is a closed story for Narzeth and myself. I hope you all enjoy reading it as much as we shall enjoy writing it. Please feel free to post any comments to our PMs... thanks...
Ambrosia and Narzeth​

************************************************

~ It had been a long day, in a string of long days. She was not sure how much more she could take. To make matters infinitely worse, she hated her job, her home, her friends, her life. You would think she was a grizzled old woman the way she talked and felt.. but she was not. She was all of 22, young, pretty, perhaps not strikingly beautiful as her sister and mother had been, she was just, pretty. At 5'5" tall, she had a mane of rich dark chocolate that spilled down over her shoulders in soft waves, from beneath that mane smoldered soft green eyes.. She was heavier, something that she was extremely self conscious about.. with full round hips, a good sized behind, and heavy, dark tipped breasts. Her weight tended to hover between 145 and 150.. yes, she had some meat on her bones. What she totally disliked, for so many different reasons was her name. Her father, being a young guy, her parents were barely out of their teens themselves when they had her older sister Shelly, who at least had a normal name, named by her mother, her father, young when she was born, barely able to stay sober, had saddled her with the name Silk, he having gotten the name from a porn movie he had recently seen. Quite a legacy for her. She hated it. Where she were the heavier one, with that alluring name that conjured up images of beauty and supple and lithe, her sister Shelly was all that, with the dull boring name. A bare year apart and they hated each other.

Silk had moved out the moment that she turned 18. She had been staying at friends and boyfriends since long before then.. so she had lost all sense of what was considered *home*... Now at 22, Silk lived in a basement apartment. It was small and dark and she shared it with a roommate, a ditzy red head named Amy... But at least it kept her out of the weather and to her, it was, well, home. For the first time in a long time.

As for relationships, she had one with Jimmy, a local kid, kid being the operative word. He was younger than her, by a couple of years, and much like her father, staying sober was not something Jimmy cared to do. But he was a sweet kid, never hurt her, always nice to her. In other words, boring, both in life and in bed, or so she surmised. She had never gone beyong the petting stage with Jimmy, just the thought of having sex with him turned her stomache. She could not handle his drinking and the idea of sleeping with him, and the smell of alcohol, reminded her too much of her father. No, sex was out of the question. Not that Jimmy noticed, he was too drunk most of the time... Silk craved something more. She was not sure what, but she felt empty inside, she hated her job, her home, her friends, her life..

It was that emptyness, that loneliness, that took Silk to the *Dungeon CLub* that night. She had walked by there hundreds of times, or so it felt. The place was mysterious, haunting, almost chilling. And she had seen the most interesting people venturing inside. Silk was not stupid or naive.. she knew what kind of club it was. She read up on Masters and slaves, Dominants and submissives, and the more she read, the more it seemed to call to her. Just the idea made her tremble, and watching the clients enter and leave the Dungeon Club, which she did often, sent shivers down her spine. She would go in, one day she would..

Tonight was it. She had finally had enough. A fight with her roomie, a bad day at work at a dead end job.. Tonight would be the night. Tonight she would enter the Dungeon, and see where that darkness would take her....

Little did she know the world she was about to enter. And the events that indeed would change her life.

********************************************************************************

She paused at the entrance, a sudden wave of fear nearly overcoming her. No, she would do this, she wanted to. Dressed in a long black silken gypsy skirt, and a black tank top, a shimmering belt of silver graced her hips.. leather boots upon her feet. She did not know quite what to expect once inside, but she would watch, listen, and learn.

The Bouncer at the door gave her a smile, his eyes roaming over the new girl's body. She was a bit heavy, not like the long lithe girls he tended to go after, but she had a gorgeous smile and beautiful eyes. "what's your name my pretty" he asked.. and Silk smiled, liking the sound of his voice. "Silk" she knew many would think that was a made up name for this place, he included, but nope, it was real. As much as she hated it. He grinned, thinking exactly that, but with a playful swat to her ass, he sends her on down into the darkness that was, the Dungeon...

Silk found a dark corner quickly, the place was shadowed, with flickering lights set wide apart to provide very little light. There were alot of people, but it was not crowded, what Silk did not know yet was that there were other rooms off the main one, some private, come not so private. She would learn that in time. A seat was open at the corner of the bar, and it was there she sat, feeling a bit safer with the wall at her back. She ordered a glass of wine, and settles back to watch, observe, and learn.... ~

This is Silk

another of Silk

and one more of Silk

 

[Narzeth]

Name: Gauld (gaa-oold)
Age:30
Height 6ft 2"
Build:Extremely toned, bodybuilder size
Background: Gauld had worked at the dungeon for about five years. Ever since he got out of prison. He was employed firstly as a bouncer for the club but due to and incident in the toilets around three years ago He has been the designated slave trainer since. Gauld has his own training quarters in the dungeon where he breaks the chosen slaves, so they are utterly dependant on their masters.



Gauld stood stood at the end of the bar, engulfed by the shadows cast from the candles, The whites of his eyes fixed intently at the plump, nervous girl sitting at the other side of the bar. Normally, in natural light, Gauld would be far more noticeable, His 6ft2 frame draped in 400lbs of pure muscle, aching to rip out of his chocolate, gleaming skin, standing broader and taller than everyone else. But the candlelight worked to his advantage. he was invisible.

He had kept one eye on this girl for a long time now, ever since drake approached him regarding his interest in her. He had spotted her watching outside, with interest. What caught his eye was the mere fact that she would watch that entrance so often, and each time she came to watch she would get closer and closer to what both drake and the girl knew was inevitable. When she entered, it was drake who would own her.

Gauld loved this place. He loved the slaves and he knew he would love training the next. Gauld smiled watching the shifty figure of the girl in the corner. Silk, at least thats what her given name for tonight had been. He pondered what her real name was. It didnt matter really, most of the time she wouldnt be called by a civilised name anyways.

He leaned back and cracked his knuckles, watching the actions of the girl intently, seeing what she made of the scene.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ "no, no Master, please" the plaintive cry easily heard above the erotic, strangely seductive, music that slithered about the darkness of the club's interior.. Silk turned to the cry, to see the girl, held fast against the wall close to where she herself sat, her own back to that same wall. A smile curled the Man's lips, He offering no answer to His begging captive. Wrapping His thick fingers within her long blonde mane, He pulled her from the wall, casting her to His feet, one word then came to His grinning lips...

"crawl"

The girl brushed her trembling lips to the boots of the Man, then did as commanded, slowly crawling across the crowded floor, careful not to brush against another Master or a Mistress, her barely clad body slinking along that dirty floor. Silk watched, fascinated, as the girl moved, undulated, along the club's floor, the Master was not following, instead He leaned against that very same wall and watched, His hand now stroking His own chin, as if wondering if His slave indeed would go thru with whatever task had been given....

Silk's attention went back to the crawling blonde, as she slowly, and Silk could see how scared she was, came to the feet of the Man at the opposite end of the bar, Silk's eyes being drawn upwards, having not seen the Man, no, wait, He was more of a Beast, in the shadows before this. It seemed the darkness and He were one, and He the darker. He was huge, easily more than 6 feet tall... imposing, intimidating, and staring right at her, that is until the trembling one at His feet took His attention...

"Master Gauld" she said, her voice quivering "Master Drake has sent me to You as a reward, for a task not yet completed" it was clear the slave had no idea what this was all about, or that she was being sent to the Trainer as a reward for Drake's next aquisition, who even now sat at the bar watching all this. "He said, You were right, that she would venture into the Dungeon Club and when she does, she would be His" She stating word for word what her Master, Drake, had told her. "He states that once she is in His collar, I am to be in Yours" just the thought made the girl shudder at the feet of Gauld. The Trainer was well known, and well feared. "I am here for You to taste, Master, to sample" The girl wanted no more than to run from the feet of Gauld. But she dared not, knowing the punishment would be devestating..

Silk did not hear the exchange, but it was obvious from both the slave's trembling and the demeanor of the Beast at the end of the bar, that the girl was absolutely terrified. She turned her eyes back to the girl's Master, only to find He had moved closer to her and was staring. She almost said something, but chose to stay silent. She was here to learn, not insult. She would watch, she was interested to see the Beast's reaction to the quivering girl at His feet... ~

 

[Narzeth]

A grin passed across Gaulds face, only for a moment, and then in one fail swoop, wrenched the girl up from the floor and on to the bar. She lay on her back shaking, not daring to look at the towering hulk of muscle above her. His face was in hers, only a whisper sliding past his lips into her ear.
"sample you eh? Me sample you? well what makes you think that i want to sample that filthy white body of yours? again! Your filthy, you stink of spunk and theres tears running own your face! stop crying BITCH!"

"I remember seeing those tears before, yes, as i recall it was the last time i "Sampled" you. Do you remember that day girl? you were over this bar, asking to be punished. no you were begging to be punished! so i did. I slid my big black cock up your tight ass, and pounded you right here! well what makes you think that i want to do that again. You absolutely disgust.........................oh my, what a mess you seem to have made here. "

She tried to stop it, but her cries were pushing against her restraints. the pussy juice trickled its way down her ass crack, coming to rest upon the bar, reflecting the candlelight from its surface.

"Now do you think people in here will appreciate drinking at a bar where your filthy excrement is sitting? a slave girl,Cumming on the bar, the sheer cheek of it! Your terrified and thats whats making you burn inside, making your juices flow! Get off that fucking bar and clean it up. Every last drop! You sick little whore!"

The slave girl did as she was told, almost immediately. Between broken sobs shee lapped the juice up from the bar as a cat would lap from its bowl.

"Ladies and gentleman. This wonderful little slut seems to havew gotten an unusual greedyness for spunk. The bitch loves it. Im sure you can all accommodate her."

Gauld slowly turned away from the audience that he had addressed, back to the slave girl standing at the bar. once again his face possesed that menacing grin.

"Is there any more need for you to me standing up? Get your ass on that floor now!"

In what must have been the next hour the slave girl got fucked, she sucked, in every possible way. Women sat on her face, men jacked off upon her. Not one drop of spunk was wasted inside her. She was covered.

This wasnt what was interesting Gauld though. He had seen things like this many a time before. It was watching silk that he was enjoying. Watching her face, Disgusted. Outraged. Shocked. But ever staring. She never once took her eyes off of the action, from start to finish. He knew It made her hot inside too. Just like the girl lying upon the floor, smothered with love juice from a host of people.

"She is eager, she just doesnt know it yet" Gauld muttered.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ The slave girl's cries, of fear, of lust, of extasy, echoed thru the Club, so much so that the DJ made the smart decision to tone down the music and let the sounds, the music of the slave girl, provide the entertainment. At one point, the poor girl cast a glance at her Master, Drake, who still stood against that very same wall, watching. He had known the reaction that the slave Trainer would give, He knew Gauld well. He found it sport sometimes to tease and tantalize the Man, but never would He cross Him... Everyone knew better than to do that. When Gauld mentioned that night that His blonde slave had been given to Him, the night that she begged Gauld for punishment and was brutally raped, fucked, sodomized, on that very bar, Drake had smiled.. the memory for Him was a pleasant one, maybe not so for His pet, but that mattered not.

His smile faded as He turned to Silk, who sat at the bar watching with rapt interest. She had no idea of the thoughts of the man named Drake were having. She was focused entirely on the scene happening on the floor before her. She had no idea that Drake was already beginning to feel, possessive, about the beauty sitting there. His thoughts on Gauld taking her made His skin crawl. She was to be special, His special slave, His cherished pet. But Gauld was the Trainer, He was allowed to take if He wished, unless, unless Drake could strike a bargin. If the girl were virgin, perhaps Gauld would then keep her as such. He shook His head at the thought, looking at His pet on the floor once more.

Silk was both disgusted and aroused at what she was seeing. But even more so, the Beast at the end of the bar was nothing short of, intense, intimidating and downright terrifying. She wondered just who He was. But that did not matter to her. He was one she would steer clear of. Him and the one on her right that kept staring at her. Maybe coming in here alone was not such a good idea. But then again, her heart was pounding, her face flush, she could feel herself trembling at watching the slave girl. She could not leave, not just yet. Perhaps, once this were done, she would, take a walk about the Club, see what else was happening in those darker shadows that could not be discerned from where she sat at the bar. Yes, that was what she would do, once this little spectacle was over...

The girl was screaming now, her own orgasm along with the man who had mounted her, shuddering thru the 2 of them, he pulling out and spraying his seed all over her, mixing with the accumulated fluids of all the others. What did it feel like to be fucked like that? What did it feel like to be so totally dominated that you would let this happen?

When it was all over, the girl, dripping from cum, weakly crawled back to her Master's feet and collasped there, sobbing ~

 

[Narzeth]

The towering iron man stared at the scene before him. The girl exhausted, used and discarded curled up at her masters feet. She would move though, if Gauld told her to. Gauld had the most authority over the girls, he was the one most feared. And he loved it. The sheer thought of him having total and utter domination over every slave in there made him hard. His monster penis pushing, straining to break free of its leather enclosure.

he scanned around the room for a release. Over in the corner was lady Divine. She was one of only three female mistresses in this club and Gauld found her to be a little soft with her subjects. She was currently sitting in a large comfy armchair, her legs raised and eyes closed, her stilhetto heels digging into the pale back of her subject. The sweet peach coloured thighs of divine were wide apart and her arm, gloved in velvet to the elbow, had grasp of a large black dildo which was being vigourously pumped in and out of her pussy. Her other hand, also gloved in a matching blood red velvet garment, was slightly above the other, two of the fingers clamped tightly upon her swollen clitoris. Her moans were clearly audible and her thoughts were upon the scene she had just encountered. The orgasm was evident, anyone watching could see it coming, the wincing of the slave as the dug depper, drawing blood, the arched back of divine, the convulsions of her legs. And she came. Literally. Her hairy pussy released a steady stream of warm juices, which oozed down the dildo, running on to the floor. It was at this point that Gauld interrupted, getting to his knees in front of the slave.

"My darling Divine" He began

"Im must first apologise for interrupted at such an...............intense moment but i require the services of you little slut."

Lady Divine opened her eyes, firstly looking at her dripping gash and then towards Gauld

"do you have to Gauld? I wanted her to clean me up."

"That can wait melady"

"oh very well, dont tire her out though!"

He bared his teeth into that same menacing grin as he slipped off his white tank top and unzipped his pants. After adjusting slightly to take off his pants he returned to his knees in front of the subject, hi enormous cock staring right at the girl.

"You know what to do cherub, just like in training. Put your mouth around this!"

The slave, as intended, got straight to it. She took the tip into her mouth, allowing her tounge to venture around the big purple head. Gauld groaned with pleasure, which could only be described as a growl.

still on his knees he leaned backwards, placing his palms on the floor behind him

"Deeper" he moaned. "take more, i know you can"

Moving one hand back to behine the girls head he forced her face towards his naval, taking in the whole length of his beastly cock in the process. He held her there.

"oh yeah. thats it, you love my cock dont you you filthy cum slut!"

By now he had both hands gripping her hair, fucking her mouth, getting as deep as he could. She Gagged, he fucked harder.

You could almost here the giant shudder as the cum exploded from his head.

"Swallow it you slut, dont spill it. Take it all. Its your reward"

The monster hunched, he was spent.

"Darling what do you say to the nice man for all that lovely juice he gave you?" Divine proclaimed.

Between gasps for air the frail slave made her attempts to speak.

"th........thank.......Thank you master..............Gauld"

But the beast was already up, clothes in hand pacing back towards the bar.

He cought the stare of silk and smiled. He almost had her now, She was addicted. He could feel her eyes scanning his ripped body, his tight, muscled ass as he walked by

After stopping only briefly at the bar to whisper something to the barman Gauld slipped through a door at the end of the room.

Behind the door Gauled was still smiling. He was going to have some fun soon. Flipping the switch for the lights he tossed his clothes onto the floor and gazed around

This is where it all begins, Silk will soon find herself here he thought. Here in Gaulds Dungeon

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Silk sat the empty glass of wine down on the bar, only to have the bartender, without any indication from her, place another before her. Did she want another glass? Yes, yes she did. She was far from drunk, and one more would not hurt. She tore her eyes from the sobbing, shaking girl that cowered at the feet of the Creep against the wall, and that was going to be her pet name for Him, Creep, just like she called that, Man, at the end of the bar.. Beast.. her gaze pulled from the slave girl in just enough time to see the Beast move away from His alcove at that bar. Even with His great size, and the man was huge, and built, He still managed to disappear into the darkness that enveloped the Club. This place had to be bigger than she realized ... It certainly was alot more intense than she realized, that was for sure.

She slid from her semi-safe seat. She knew she would perhaps attract more... attention... now that she were emerging from that dark corner, but she wanted to get a look around. She came here to watch and learn. It was time for some more learning.

The silken touch of her skirt danced about her shapely, rounded hips, gently caressing the softness of her thighs beneath, as she walked, wine glass in hand. She stayed close to the wall, once she got past the Creep and His cowering slave. Silk's eyes now beheld so much more, the slaves, there were so many slaves, submissives, they must outnumber the Dominants in the Club by 3 to 1. Not that the Dominants minded. These slaves, a good majority of them female, with a male thrown in for good measure, were in various stages of undress. As Silk slowly made her way around the perimeter of the club, she saw many were naked, and invloved in one erotic act or another. One girl, with short dark hair and very heavy, almost gothic makeup, was bound to a large X, naked, there was one man, presumedly a Dominant, suckling one nipple, another Man, again another Dominant, was in the process of peircing her other nipple, Silk's eyes widening at that, and down between her legs, was another slave, that was obvious by her clothing and the collar about her throat, licking languidly at the girls open, vunerable, pussy and clit. A leash snaking from the collar to her Master, He stroking Himself as He watched.

She pulled herself away from that scene, and followed the dim flickering light to another. This slave was on her hands and knees, being mounted from behind, by a male slave. Both were hooded, and as Silk slowly passed by, she thought she could hear the girl crying.. It was obvious the girl had no idea who was mounting her, and that thought seemed to be scaring her. The spectators around her were betting on who would orgasm first, and how long it would take. Many seeming to think the male would be the first to spill out. But Silk thought, perhaps not, since the male slave had been allowed to reach down around the trembling girl's body to stimulate her clit, much to her dismay as she cried out.

"Don't You dare" came the voice of the girl's Master. A warning that He had bet on the male, and that she had better not loose that bet for Him. Silk watched the male pump into the girl, the girl's body shuddering.. before moving on...

She happened upon the Beast, just as He grabbed the back of the slave's head who was swallowing Him and came, filling the girl's mouth and throat with a hot, thick, stream of seed.. Silk's eyes widened and she did NOT linger, instead deciding to head back to the bar. She had all but finished her glass of wine.

But...

As she came back to her familiar spot, she turned, feeling eyes upon her, and saw the Beast, as He walked, now sated, back to the bar. His body, for all it's size, moved like a tiger prowling for it's meal, almost stalking, and His footfalls seemed to be nearly silent. And, He smiled at her. The first smile she had seen, or gotten, all evening, and His smile was haunting, hypnotizing, and she found herself locking eyes with Him for a moment, before she managed to look away.. away and down, like a good submissive should...

When she raised her eyes again, the Beast was gone, as was the Creep that had been hanging so close to her on the wall..

***********************************************

"Gauld" Drake said from the back of the room, as the lights came on, the girl, nearly terrified now, cowering at His feet, she remembered this place well, too well, for she had spent many a night and day there, at the mercy of the Trainer.

"I want her taken, tonight"

 

[Narzeth]

It was the creaking of the wodden door, heavily laden with cast iron, that disturbed Gauld from his self admiration of the work he had put into his domain.

It was Drake. Gauld never liked him much, a young speckled face man with daddies credit card. Drake liked his Whiskey and always tended to make an ass of himself after that one too many. But still, this man paid Gaulds wage and he was not above getting paid, even if it was by a pompous ass! He was also in the habit of using others slaves, without a combined agreement, he wasnt liked by most of the other members. But, being as he was one of the most wealthy, and paying the most into the running of the club then everyone kept their mouts shut. When he was around that is. He also did not reward his slaves, only making enough effort to feed them 3 times a day. Gauld did not like this, and though Gaulds manner and methods towards the slaves were harsh, once broken, they would be rewarded. Sometimes freedom from the leash for a while, or a day of rest, some even were allowed to have their own subject for the day, but this was a rare occurence.

His walk, his demanor, the way he looked more from the end of his nose than his eyes, irritated Gauld, and whenever in this creeps presence, thats what most people regarded him as, a creep, Gauld would talk through a clenched jaw.

"how you doing Drake" The giant droned.

No reply, but when he did finally speak, after mercilessly dragging the slave behind him, he seemed a litle fanatical.

"Gauld"

"I want her taken, tonight"

Gauld was in no rush to answer this man. How dare he come into his realm and demand?

"Relax little man, its all in order. I have just bought the young lady a drink. She will awake in this very room, not more than a couple of hours from now."

Gauld had asked the bar tender to prepare a special drink for silk before he left, one with an extra dose of ethanol. Sure she would get wildly drunk, probably make a spectacle of herself, but it was the only way for the girl to truly believe she had drunk too much.

"Excellent. Excellent" the creep replied.
"Gauld, you know this girl, you know she is a virgin right?"

"Drake, most of your friends out there could tell she was a virgin,of course i knew!"

"Well i want her kept that way, her cherry, as her body, are to be mine."

Now the little spotted faced man had overstepped the line. Gauld exploded.

"Im sorry, what did you say. I must not have heard that right. You expect me to give you a totally wild woman? Not a chance, A woman who still has fire in her heart, poses a threat to you people. Do you realise you are outnumbered by these slaves because of your own greed. If there was to be one rebel then others may get the idea of following along with that. You would be upturned in a split second. We need to abolish those rebellious ideals instantly, we cant risk it. That is what you pay me to do."

"Thats right gould" The creep was now shaking, his face turning red, voice raising to a fanatical pitch

"thats what I pay YOU to do, so dont question what i have just said because i am not asking you, im telling you"

It was then that Drake was striken to the ground

"FOOL! Do not think because you pay me that i need the money! There are others who pay me for what i do who arent nearly ass much of an ass as you."

Drake was now cowering, whimpering on the floor

"You will not Take this girl, i cannot risk the chance of a mutiny! And your sorry ass is lucky i am training for you at all, after what happened to the last one. The noly person ever to ask to leave! That was you Drake!"

"PPlease.....Dont Hurt me.....That was a mistake, i tugged for too long.....p..please"

"The game shouldnt have happened anyway, you almost fucking killed that girl! Now get to your feet and get your sorry ass out of my quarters!"

The man was leaving before the sentence rolled off the end of Gaulds tongue, like a naughty puppy he whimpered and surried past Gauld towards the door.

"Oh and drake, you will not play with your girl tonight, She is to be let off her leash and allowed to sleep as of now. And dont disobey me!"

_________________________________________________________________

"Excuse me m`am, Here is the glass of wine you ordered."

Glass of wine? Silk was sure she hadnt ordered another.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"Excuse me ma`am, Here is the glass of wine you ordered."
Glass of wine? Silk was sure she had not ordered another.

She let her sultry green eyes, eyes she never realized smoldered as they did, especially when alight with the effects of the wine she had been drinking, slide from the newly arrived glass of wine to the visage of the Bartender. He was young, kinda cute actually, in a boy next door kind of way, a kid, a kid Bartender. He seemed a little out of place in a Club such as this, but as Silk gazed upon him, she realized, he more than likely was submissive, and the crooked smile he offered her in return affirmed that, at least in her mind.

She was about to protest that indeed she had not ordered, nor did she wish for, another glass of wine, when, in a moment of quiet between the haunting music, intermingled with the sounds of sex, pleasure, moaning, crying, begging, and even punishment that was going on throughout the Club, was another voice...

"Oh and drake, you will not play with your girl tonight, She is to be let off her leash and allowed to sleep as of now. And dont disobey me!"

She accepted the wine instead, wrapping slender fingers about the glass and bringing it to her moist pink lips with a soft smile to the Bartender, her eyes leaving his face to follow the words she just heard. The door was barely noticiable, it and the wall almost seeming to become one, but it was there, a door to a back room. And from that door, strumbled the Creep. Silk's eyes widened, as she, and she alone, for most of the other patrons and slaves were too involved in other things to notice, watched the Creep stumble out , his slave, the blonde girl, on her feet this time and following behind, looking confused and unsure, but Silk did see her turn to the.... Beast... yes it was the Beast, Silk saw Him standing in the doorway to that back room, and it was His voice that she had heard, of that she was certain.

"thank You Master Gauld" the girl barely whispered, obviously afraid that her Master would hear, so the words were barely audible. Her honeyed head lowered, a tendril of blonde falling before her face as she backed away, a tug from her Master pulling her to His side. Her collar unlocked and pulled free of her throat, "GO" the Creep, Drake, commanded "I have no need of you this night. You are free to go" Silk watched as the blonde girl, seeming frozen in place, reached up and touched her bare throat, then smiled, before bolting, literally bolting, from the Club. Silk wondered what had happened, what would happen? But then again, it was no business of hers, she thought as she sipped her wine...

It took some minutes, of her sitting there, listening to the music, watching the Creep sulk away into the darkness, before she realized that something was not right. Blinking, she felt, fuzzy, fuzzy was the only way to describe it. "I think I drank a bit too much" she murmered to herself. The kid Bartender heard her and came over "honey, are you alright?" he politely asked. Silk smiled at him calling her honey... "oh sweetie, I'm just fine" she purred as the effects of the wine intensified. The kid Bartender watched her for a moment as she shook her head, as if trying to clear it. He was about to go and tell Master Gauld that she indeed was feeling the effects of the wine and the drug within, but he could not seem to stop staring at her. She was beautiful, he had thought so from the moment she sat down. He wished he had the balls to approach her, but he was already owned, and his Mistress would be very upset at him showing interest in another that had not been handpicked by Herself. But he could not stop staring at her.

Silk, unaware that the kid Bartender was staring at her, was feeling a bit, warm, due to the wine and the drugs within. She was fanning herself, but that was not what had caught the kid's attention. "It's too warm in here" she said, to no one in particular, so very against her character, she gripped her tank top and drew it up and over her head, leaving her nearly naked from the waist up. She was wearing a bra, yes, black lace, but this bra was a bit, different. At the suggestion of her much wilder roommate, Silk had cut a hole in each bra cup, the hole in the black lace was right where the nipple was. This newly made opening allowed her nipple to show thru, and both were now showing amidst the black lace quite nicely, darkening, swelling, blood filled, tender, and it was that, the kid Bartender was staring at.

Silk, finally seeing him staring, takes another sip of wine. She was feeling pretty drunk and pretty fuzzy now, and with a slow smile spreading over her lips, she beckons the kid over.. he turning a bit red, but does come closer, swallowing hard as he does so.

"I need another glass of this wine, pleasssseeee" she purrs, as she savours the last splash of wine in her glass.

The kid doesn't move, he could only stare. He did not realize that the Creep was now also staring, and turning bright red with anger and jealousy, yet after his encounter with the Beast, he was afraid to even approach her at the moment. The kid Bartender on the other hand, instead of getting the wine, was leaning closer and closer to her, licking his lips as he stared at those nipples, encircled with lace, that were calling to him, begging to be suckled.............. ~

 

[Narzeth]

"I need another glass of this wine, pleasssseeee"

The request was bareley audible over the thoughts screaming through his head. Thoughts of himself with her, of his flesh against hers, of his member deep inside of her.

those, nipples..........so.....inviting. His mouth, eager, his cock, so hard and ready. He chanced a glance at his mistress but she was engorsed in watching the two hooded slaves further back.

"My dear, you seem to have spilled a little wine down yourself, let me help you with that."

Before allowing the chance of protest escape the girls lips, Lee was already sprawled across the bar, her bared nipple between his lips, tounging, nibbling playfully. At first the girl edged back with shock, but that was only for a moment. The quiet moans that were now escaping her mouth were only making Lee harder. His hands roamed over her upper body, allowing him the opportunity to unclasp the hooks of her bra. Silks breast literally exploded out of the bra. They were huge!
Lee was not slow to take in more of Silks fine assets. With a mouthful of one, his hand wandered and grasped the other, pinching her rosy nipple between his thumb and finger. She moaned something but he did not hear, he was preoccupied with other things.

"And what in Gods name do you think your doing Boy!"

He was caught. He was already in mid turn, head bowed, before the sentence had finished.

"miss, im so sorry. My mind wandered, i have been a bad boy, ppplease. please forgive me. She took off her top and, and i lost control. Im so sorry miss dianna."

Mistress Dianna was not one to cross, on times she had a real bad temper. Im sure anyone could tell by the way she had reached over the bar, helping herself to a generous portion of the slave boys crotch. He winced.

"How dare you humiliate like this. You are mine, And your body is mine to do as i wish. I have already given you the privelage of working the bar, and you throw it in my face like this.Still your lucky that i just won a bet, and it is my wish that you take this girl. She is new and she needs to be formerly introduced to our ways."

Lee glanced over to where his misress was previously and saw a quite different scene. Obviously the girl had won the bet. The slave boy was chained to the wall, receiving the sharp end of the whip from his mistress. The girl on the other hand, was hoodless, collarless and was smiling. It was apparent that the slave between her legs was a big factor of that smile, and the fact the she herself was not in the shackles on the wall.

"Boy did you hear me. Pay attention, i said i would like you to introduce the girl to some cock! oh.......wait"

Both pairs of eyes were on silk, as hers rested behind her eyelids. Her breasts were pressed against the bar her head in her hands. She was unconcious.

It was the low grinding voice of the beast from the shadows that caused them to tear their eyes away from the sleeping girl

"Wat a wonderful display Lee. I hope you enjoyed yourself with her. I will take it from here now"

With that Gauld lifted the girl from her stool, as a man would lift a puppy. With a few large paces the beast, with girl over his shoulder, was gone.

_________________________________________________________________

Some hours later........

"Wake up. Wake up my pretty, Welcome to your new home" Came the growl of Gauld

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ That mouth, suckling, licking, the kid Bartender, sprawled across the bar, touching her, licking her.. what.. what was happening? It all felt so, surreal, like she was dreaming, that this was not really happening to her. She felt his mouth on her nipples, heard her own moans come tumbling from her lips. Yet it still felt like a dream, her mind just would not focus, the sounds of the Club, the feeling of the kid Bartender fondling her, suckling her, all felt like nothing more than a dream...

She passed out even before the Mistress admonished her slave boy for touching one that She had not given permission to touch...


"Wake up. Wake up my pretty, Welcome to your new home" Came the growl of Gauld

The voice ripped slowly thru her dreams, her subconscious...

"Wake up. Wake up my pretty, Welcome to your new home"

Her green eyes slowly opened, fluttering, blinking, into darkness, no, wait, not total darkness. There was flickering light, candle light? A fireplace? Her mind was too dazed to comprehend right away, she only knew one thing, this was not a room she recognized, not at all.

Silk was laying on her side, on a soft surface, a bed? No, no, not quite. It felt more like a cushioned exam table like in a Doctor's office. The vinyl? Leather? was soft, warm against her skin. Doctor's office? Is that where she was? Had she gotten so drunk that she had passed out and been taken to a Hospital? No wait....

"Wake up. Wake up my pretty, Welcome to your new home"

That is not what a Doctor would say. She knew that voice, it was familiar, she had heard it that very night. That, that was the Beast's voice.

That thought alone made her suddenly push herself up, eyes widening in a desperate attempt to focus, to see.
"where, where am I?" she asked, and even her own voice sounded a bit, strange, weak, to her. Lifting her hand, she brushed back her long dark hair as her eyes finally began to focus in the flickering light. She could not see Him, but could hear His breathing. Silk went completely still, taking a deep, trembling breath of her own. Besides the sound of her own breath and His, there was silence, total silence.

Again she whispered, "where am I" but did not turn to look. She wanted to hear His voice first, place where He was, instead of wildly searching a darkened room.. ~

 

[Narzeth]

The darkness cascaded over him. Only the whites of his eyes and his breath pierced the space in the room. He had watched her for a while, her light breathing, The goosebumps rise and fall on her smooth skin as she dreamed whatever she dreamed. He had watced the warm juice flow down her plump thigh on to the customised examining table, the rest of her garments now completely removed. It was necessary. He watched her come round, react to his voice.

"Wake up. Wake up my pretty, Welcome to your new home"

Her sudden awareness that she wasnt where she wanted to be, nor where she believed she was first of all, brought that grimacing smile upon his face.

The anxiousness in her voice also pleased him. She was scared, and that would definately work to his advantage with one who has been so determined to stay innocent.

He spoke from the shadows

"Welcome to my chambers Silk. Forget that name now, and if that is not your real name then forget that also. They are of no use in here. As are your clothes."

The laugh that escaped his lips as the girl glaced down upon her naked form, the sound not unsimilar to metal grinding against metal, was a sound that brought a look of sheer terror across silks face.

He could see silk, searching, scanning the room to figure out where his voice was coming from, but the sheer height of the ceiling, and the stone walls reverbed the sound, bouncing it into her face from every angle.

He spoke once more only

"Lets get some little things clarified first shall we. Rule number one, which i have already ignored once, you do not talk unless spoken to. Rule number two, you will obey my requests to the last detail. And rule number three, you will not touch yourself in any sexual way unless given permission. Your body, heart and soul are mine for the moment and you do not give them up to anyone, not even yourself. My darling you will sleep upon this bed for tonight, and will continue to do so as long as you do not disobey. If you do then you will sleep, locked and secured to the floor.
Besides you is a collar. When i return in the morning i expect it fastened around your neck, it is my gift to you. Do not tread below upon the floor below your feet, in the bowl is your supper, i can see a well rounded girl like yourself always eats her supper like a good girl. Cutlery will be earned and as of yet, you have earned nothing."

For the first time tht night Gauld stepped out of the shadows and into the candlelight, it did no favours for his appearence. His oiled skin glistened and the flickering of the flame cast dancing black shadows beneath his eyelids. And he was smiling again.

"My darling, I....Am Gauld, but you will call me sir. As of tomorrow, i am your trainer, and you are mine. Eat and get some sleep and i shall see you bright and early in the morning"

Before the girl could say anything he was gone, an almost indistinguishable click signified his departure from the room, which he locked behind him.

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

*click*

That sound, of the door locking behind the Beast as He exited the room, resounding in the silence that followed...

*click*

Naked, still dazed from the effects of the narcotics that had been fed to her, chilled to the bone, in the all encompassing darkness, the only light coming from a small lamp, that barely drove back the shadows of the room. Silk got to her feet, sliding from that surface, whatever it was, that she had been laying on. Wrapping her arms about her naked and vunerable form, trying desperately to stay calm.

She made her way over the the lamp, sitting on a small table. The room was sparse, there was not much that she could see. The first thing she did was make her way to the door, and sure enough, just as the *click* had told her, it was locked. Leaning her back to that door, she tried not to panic, but it was not easy. She was trapped. She had ventured into the Dungeon CLub, alone, to watch, maybe learn, and now, she was captive.

A captive of the... Beast....

Silk spent the remainder of the night searching the room. She did not eat, and just remembering His snide remark about her eating dinner every night began to turn her fear, into anger, anger and shame.

Shame? Why should she care, or be ashamed, of what that Beast of a Man thought? Silk was used to the teasing, she had been, volupuous all her life. But as she sat there in the near dark, she thought of the slaves she had seen. Most were lithe, lean, not all were beautiful, some looked very *used*... What had she been thinking? Even entertaining the idea of this kind of... lifestyle..

Is that what she had been doing? Thinking of actually entering this kind of lifestyle? Well, that was why she ventured into the Club, and what she had seen had... intrigued her, and aroused her. She could not deny that.
Silk sat in the dark, curled up, her mind racing .. sleep would not come to her. She would have to stay awake, and await the return of the Beast. She thought of home, her roommate, who would not miss her. The ditz would think she was merely hanging out with friends, not that Silk had a ton of friends. As for work, she had taken the next 2 weeks off for vacation. Silk realized that she truely was trapped, captured, and had no way out, unless the Beast let her go. No one would be looking for her, no one cared enough. She had no one... really.....

It was that thought that still lingered in her mind when she heard the *click* of the lock some hours later... ~

 

[Narzeth]

Gauld had completed his ritual an hour early this morning. He was keen to get started on this girl and could tell she had some fire in her. Walking towards his training chambers his body glistened in the sunlight, a film of perspiration layering his chocolate skin.

Click

To say that Gauld was displeased by what he saw was an understatement.
No sooner was he through the door that the back of his hand connecting with the side of silks face, who was already standing ready to question him. He watched her form reel to the ground.

"What! is my food not good enough for you now. Is the gift that i give you not to your liking. That collar was made to be worn, a present for you to wear. Are you uptown sluts too good to accept gifts? "

His mountainous form was sitting upon her back, fastening the collar, silks own body pressed, belly down, upon the floor.

"The lesson for today, it seems to be, needs to be the lesson of obedience."

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

The silence was broken by the sound of His boots, echoing in the now empty club, the *click* of the lock disengaging as He opened the door...

The darkness was split, momentarily, by the light that steamed in when that door opened, light that was quickly choked off as the door slammed shut behind Him.

To say that Gauld was displeased by what he saw was an understatement.

To say that Silk was caught, just barely getting to her feet, completely unprepared for the backhand that threw her to the ground, was an understatement.

His growl was menacing, vicious, as He pinned her to the floor...

"What! is my food not good enough for you now. Is the gift that i give you not to your liking. That collar was made to be worn, a present for you to wear. Are you uptown sluts too good to accept gifts? "

His mountainous form was sitting upon her back, fastening the collar, Silk's own body pressed, belly down, upon the floor.

"The lesson for today, it seems to be, needs to be the lesson of obedience."

Silk lifted her own voice in protest, only to have it choked by by the feel of that collar, cold steel, tightening about the curve of her throat, He pressing her down with the weight of His body, as if to drive the air from her lungs.

Silk closed her eyes for a moment, forcing a deep breath into her lungs. He wanted a fight, a fight He would get. She was not a waif of a girl like that blonde she had seen Him handle the night prior, the one who had been used by so many on the floor at His feet.... Silk was usually quiet and timid, but when angered, she showed her claws...

She braced her hands under her body, her muscles tensing. The collar latched closed, the sound resonating in her ear, and for a moment, she felt the Behemoth that had her pinned, the Beast, relax. It was that moment she chose to move, and move she did. Using what strength she had, as well as her weight , and she vicously pushed her body upwards, arching her back like a cat, catching Him in that moment of triumph as the collar was fastoned, using His own weight against Him, she managed to shove Him off of her, He toppling over like a large building would. Silk took that moment to scramble to her feet, clawing at the collar about her throat, feeling as if it were strangling her, running headlong toward the door, but already knowing it was locked. There had to be another way out.... THERE HAD TO BE.. she screamed at herself...

 

[Narzeth]

He was caught off guard for a moment, a moment of weakness from himself played an advantage to the opposing member. He was lying on the floor when he heard silk furiously struggling with the door.

Once again, the sound that resonated from his moth bounced from the walls. the echo of his menacing cackle reverbing, portraying a sound of a choir of laughter. A host of people all laughing at Silk. laughing at her naked form, laughing at her humiliation of being put in a collar, laughing at her helplessly clawing at the door.

"Give it up my darling, like i said. From today you are mine"

the choir laughed once again as her actions became more frantic. She did not see the beast moving amongst the shadows, edging closer.

His fingers were wrapped in her hair, dragging her to the middle of the room, kicking, clawing.

"its ok, you can fight, i like an active slut, they are more fun when they break!"

With a final effort Gauld lowered himself to his knees, taking the girl with him. her face stared at the ground. the cuffs stared up at her

Click, Click.

Gauld stood back and admired his handiwork, Silk on her knees, wrists to the floor, ass in the air. As the final touches were made, cuffing Silks feet to the floor, gauld gave a sharp outtake of breath, upon the naked flesh of her pussy.

"My darling your in no position to argue."

He edged closer to her face

"your fat ass looks real good in the air like that"

his breath was upon her neck

"i thought about you last night, as i was fucking a little slave tramp. Thikning i need me some meat on a girl. I want to see her fat wobble when im pounding her!"

he was next to her ear

"and do you know i could do that silk, right now. right here, on this floor. with your ass in the air. I could slide my cock deep inside you, and there is nothing you could do about it"

He whispered deep into her ear

"absolutely nothing"

Gauld let his tounge trace a smart path around the edge of her ear before he stood at his full height once more

"but for now, you will eat. I know your hungry fatty."

he kicked the bowl of rice and meat to her face

"eat!"

The last word must have signalled the end of Gaulds sermon because at that point the choir began again. Laughing down upon the entrapped lady, laughing at her gaping pussy, laughing at situation

once again, laughing at her humilliation

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

~ Her attempt at escape had been weak, to say the very least. She had known, even before she had shoved Him from her in that burst of strength, that the door was bolted, there were no windows, nor another door. She was trapped, hopelessly trapped, yet she had tried to run, fight, escape anyways. It was her way of staying sane, trying to maintain some kind of control.

Kicking, cursing, clawing, she is taken to the floor by the Beast of a Man. Naked, vunerable, chained, the ample curve of her ass hiked in the air, as if on display, for viewing, or worse, for the taking. The thought made her go still, as He spoke to her. His words hurtful, but that was ok. She had been called many things in her life, in relation to her weight. She had learned early on to just not hear those words anymore. It was as of a part of her mind shut down, she went still, and quiet.

What scared her worse was His threat to take her, right there on that floor. She would NOT voice her virginity to Him. That would only give the Beast ammunition to rape her, she had to stay calm, and quiet.

"EAT"

The bowl of food kicked into her face...

"Fuck You" was the answer she gave, unable to stop those words from slipping from her lips. She turning her head away, closing her eyes tightly..

Would she feel His hand again? Smacking her for her words? Or perhaps worse? She knew not what the Beast had in that room, had locked away in the large trunk she had discovered in the corner of the room overnight. She had no idea what He could, or would do to her. But she would NOT let Him get the better of her with His humiliating, hurtful words, even tho inside, deep inside, He already was starting to rip away at her...

Silk had ventured here to watch, to learn... The club promoting a lifestyle that she had found herself interested in... and learn, she would do. But not at the expense of herself, or her soul... that much she told herself, as His evil laughter assaulted her ears and mind...~

 

[Stegral]

Feedback

sorry read the request wrong.

 

[Narzeth]

He bared his teeth at the helpless form in front of him, the coarse laugh grinding past his teeth

"Still rebellious eh? Thats ok, in time you will learn. You will learn that i a your god and that you will hang on my every word and action."

She did not look at him when she spoke the words, he could sense her fear and he was going to feed on it. Sheer humiliation would break this girl, and to this art, Gauld was a master

And then.............................Nothing.

He was still there though, becoming shadows, becoming the air, silent, invisible.

He could see the silence was unnerving her, she challenged a glance around.

Nothing

The breathless wait soon fulfilled his demands, a convincing ploy making her think he was gone for now.

She ate, burying her face in the bowl.

click

click

Click

CLICK

It was the laugh that brought her eager face up from the remains of the food, grease smeared upon her cheeks

He dropped the polaroids into the bowl

"My my. Isnt this entertaining. Snapshots of you with your ass in the air, pussy bared to the world. Eating from a bowl like a rabid dog. What would people think?"

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

"My my. Isnt this entertaining. Snapshots of you with your ass in the air, pussy bared to the world. Eating from a bowl like a rabid dog. What would people think?"

~ She could only stare, her breath heaving, she trying to stay calm. She had not wanted to eat, but hunger got the best of her, it would be the last time, she told herself, the last time she ate this way. She would not be humiliated again, not like that.

"Bastard" she hissed, backing away from Him, if she had any kind of weapon at all, Silk would have lunged at Him, seeking to rip that leering smile off His fade. "I don't know what game Your playing, but I am NOT. LET me out of here, You sorry excuse of a man." she snarled, she herself now truely angry.

Silk was no longer thinking straight, her humiliation and fear getting the best of her, she fighting that by getting angry. It was only a matter of time before the stress got to her. What had she been thinking when she ventured in here. How had she gotten herself into this? Her thoughts turned to the groveling girl that had been sent to the Beast's feet, the one He had let so many other use. She would never be like that, she told herself in that moment, NEVER...

She had backed herself into a corner and it was there that she drew her legs up to her body, she was desperately shaking and scared..

"I just want to go home" she whispered, more to herself, unsure if He could hear her. ~

 

[Narzeth]

I just want to go home

"Home my dear? You dont have a home, or at least you dont even like to call it home. That basement room you call an apartment, you dont like and you can force yourself to admit it. Oh and the redhead, she doesnt like you either so theres no real need for you to be there."

"She thinks your a geek, a little know it all, a loser. But se figured she can put up with you for the price of the rent."

"Thats right silk, i know a lot more about you than you think. The red head sure can talk. and scream. She was begging for more as i fucked her ass, as she bounced on myy cock, as she gagged on my cum. soon enough, you will be begging as she did Silk"

Before she knew it she was being dragged across the room by her hair, the chain clasped around her hands grinding against the floor behind her. The girl had amazing stregth but was still no match for him as he tossed her into the device that was earlier concealed by shadows.

the device was a wodden block of sorts, not unlike the shape of a dolls house, with the roof not as steep. It was heavily padded and shackles protruded from the sides, one each for hands and feet and, after a great deal of struggle, and a cut to Gaulds chest was where silks hands and feet were finally placed. Now her back was arched and all she could do was curse and look up at the ceiling

Drip

An ice cold droplet of water hit her head

"Lesson one my pretty, firstly as a punishment for your backchat, tomorrow i will not be so kind."

There was a clinking sound as the beast turned a wheel set into the wall, the clinking of some chains above Silks head caused her to open her eyes

Drip

Another ice cold splash, this time upon her cheek

Something came into view above from the swarming shadows above, something hanging stiffly from a chain.

"This, is what i like to call the Ice shaft" The looming figure beside her explained as his hand went over her mouth, cutting off her air supply

The shaft gained on her, and became more apparent. A long slender shaft of ice, making its way towards silks face

It was resting against his hand now, chilled water running down his oiled skin, onto her neck. At the point that she opened her mouth to gasp for air he released, only to have her mouth filled with the freezong member.

"The rules are simple my love, that ice is weighted, and it will get lower and lower. If you do not suck, like the little whore that you are, then you will simply choke, and we wouldnt want that now would we?"

"enjoy" he grinned

 

[AmbrosiaCaress]

I just want to go home

"Home my dear? You dont have a home, or at least you dont even like to call it home. That basement room you call an apartment, you dont like and you can force yourself to admit it. Oh and the redhead, she doesnt like you either so theres no real need for you to be there."]"She thinks your a geek, a little know it all, a loser. But se figured she can put up with you for the price of the rent."
"Thats right silk, i know a lot more about you than you think. The red head sure can talk. and scream. She was begging for more as i fucked her ass, as she bounced on myy cock, as she gagged on my cum. soon enough, you will be begging as she did Silk"

His words made her go cold, chilling her very soul. What made it even worse, was, He was right, Silk knew exactly how her roommate felt about her, she had once overheard her on the phone with her boyfriend. Silk could still remember how that made her feel, could still remember the hurt...

Her distraction into that awful memory cost her, a moment later the Beast had wrapped His fingers into her hair and was dragging her across the floor. She fought, kicking, cursing, but He was too strong, and she was exhausted and scared.

Bound, her back arched, she staring up at the darkness above, the shadows that danced across the rafers of the ceiling. Her eyes grew wide as something sinister.. descended, slowly, ever so slowly...

"This, is what i like to call the Ice shaft"

His hand clamped over her mouth and nose, effectively robbing her of air to breath.. Silk's eyes went wide, darting from the thing that was lowering toward her to the face of the Beast as He hovered over her.. her lips moved beneath His hand.. "please" she begged silently, struggling, writhing, panic setting in.. "please" she again mouthed beneath His palm.. she desperate for breath... for air..

*drip* cold touching her face
*drip* another drop that trails against her throat
*drip* yet another, cold, wet, terrifying...

He lifted His hand then, she gasping in a needed, lifegiving breath, only to be gagged a moment later by the ice shaft as it filled her mouth, pressing between her lips, cold, hard, unforgiving... She looked at Him, begging Him to release her with that look... asking, pleading with Him,... why... why her??

"The rules are simple my love, that ice is weighted, and it will get lower and lower. If you do not suck, like the little whore that you are, then you will simply choke, and we wouldnt want that now would we?"

The ice was agonizingly slowly pushing deeper into her mouth. She screamed around it, the sound muffled and chilled, but He only smiled, and the ice slid lower.

Silk began to suckle it, she closing her eyes to concentrate, the cold water trailing down her throat, numbing along the surface. Her lips were turning a pale blue from the cold, her tongue nearly numb, yet she continued to suckle hard, making soft feeding sounds.. along with those trembling whimpering sounds that were creeping past her lips.. Her throat moving as she swallowed, as she fed off the ice shaft, drank from it, her mouth warm, wet... tears rolled down her cheeks as she did this, she opening her eyes to look up, then over to the Man who did this to her ~