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[Novaksus] 😈 Jenna Chapter 1 - 057-063
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Wearing heels and a slimmer slave collar, Jenna stood by the outdoor compound, presenting her crotch while receiving orders from her trainer. She kept having to go to new places, only to receive more information and be taught more things that slaves would need to know.
She wasn't sure why she kept being moved around all the time, but she didn't think too much about it. She had nothing to hold on to in the world anymore. The only constant was her owner, Bahdo.
"Good posture. Now... Come with me. Time for the next stage."
He didn't tell her what awaited her. Jenna was used to not receiving a lot of information. Whatever was going to happen next was most likely another step in her slave training.
Realizing this, the girl shuddered, goosebumps adorning her skin as she felt such disgust mixed with a reluctant sense of anticipation.
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"Here it is, Kann. The next project of mine. I might already have an interested buyer, but until the deal is struck, I shall continue preparing this one for the Grand Auction."
Jenna squirmed while her owner explained her current situation with such disregard for her feelings. It was like he didn't know she could hear him.
This was the next part of her training?
It felt more like two guys just chatting.
A hand on her head snapped her out of her miserable train of thoughts.
"So, you begin now. Normal rotation will occur, but do try to avoid heavy markings on the slave."
Jenna looked to her owner, but the hand grasping around the back of her head made sure she remained facing the stranger.
'Normal rotation?'
She had no idea what was going on. And why couldn't they speak with some sense of gravity? Or at least sound more evil. This felt so mundane. They were torturing her, they should at least act the part. She hated how little she could react to this since it all just kept happening with no impact or oomph.
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Within a few seconds, the man called Kann was suddenly behind Jenna, and with a simple motion he had pulled down his pants and lifted her up by the neck.
"Do not fight it, slave." Her owner calmly instructed. She couldn't really focus on what he was saying.
She felt something gigantic between her legs. A massive member that throbbed while it kept growing. Weakly, she grabbed his hand, trying to find a way to make him ease up on her.
"It's a small one, but with the upgraded pussy, it should be okay..." Kann noted, staring at the girl with an intense look while giving her fat tit a firm grope.
"The slave's pussy is fine. I ensured it, so worry not about such trivial matters."
Bahdo watched Jenna squirm around with a relaxed look on his face.
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Kann shifted his hold on the slave, wrapping his fingers around her tiny waist. Hoisting her body up in the air, he then brought her down onto his massive cock. Forcing her pussylips apart, the huge member plunged deep, pushing the girl's organs up, forcing most of the air in her lungs to expel involuntarily.
By the massive girth and length of the cock that now had brutally forced its way deep inside of her, Jenna should've been torn apart and ruptured, but that wasn't the case. She could feel its crude texture and massive size inside of her. Her body received such incredible and raw sensations that overwhelmed her mind, but knowing that something of such size had been forced inside of her, it just added to the horrific experience. It was too much. She wasn't prepared, she had no idea. It felt too... much.
Her eyes crossed and her face twitched. She was held in the air, her feet dangling limply. If not for the huge cock, her torso would've slumped forward. But, it couldn't. She was being puppeteered by the massive dick. A weak attempt at inhaling later, and Jenna would shudder and mewl. A pitiful display as her brain nearly shut down from the powerful shock of pleasure that crippled her.
"Hmm... Good. It didn't break." Her owner said, lifting her right eyelid a little while inspecting her reaction to Kann's member.
"Keep going."
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Jenna clung to her trainer, holding around his large arms, hoping he would end this horrifying abuse.
He did not.
Kann was slowly beginning to pump in and out of her cunt, grunting contently while using her to his heart's desire. All the while, Jenna's small hands clenched onto her owner, she wanted this to end. She needed this to stop before she was given time to let it fully sink it.
He allowed no such thing.
And, as it slowly sank in that she was being used so casually in such a horribly graphic and raw manner, her trainer pushed a thumb into her mouth and inspected her gums, seeming content with something, he just callously kept examining the poor girl without an iota of empathy, or even emotions.
"Elasticity increased, good..." He slowly applied more pressure, and the girl's mouth was forced more and more apart, beyond what she would even be physically able to, but that didn't really register to her.
"H...eahhhh..." She tried to plead with her mouth open.
This did get a reaction from Bahdo, but not the kind that she wanted.
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With a slight twitch in his eye, Bahdo undid his pants and brought his mammoth cock's tip to the poor girl's mouth.
This must be a dream. There was no way this was happening to her. How could she even fit such sizes of monster members inside of her to begin with?
Jenna had no idea how easy it was to make her body capable of handling such sizes. Some didn't let their slaves get treatment that would allow them to handle all sizes since their misery was entertainment to many, but Bahdo wanted Jenna to be a more lasting product. The slave was ripe with emotion, insecurity, and potential for greater pleasure.
Tears were rolling down the girl's cheeks while her lips were slowly forced apart by the incessant cock.
Kann slammed his cock all the way in, forcing her lungs to mostly empty, and with her mouth opening while grunting pitifully with her air being expelled, Bahdo used this to push the glans of his phallus further into the small one's mouth.
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With a wet and horrifying sound, the tip of the cock was shoved into her mouth, filling it all the way. Her cheeks were round and protruding, like gopher cheeks, stuffed all the way, Jenna's limbs fell limp as she didn't have much spirit to fight back. Her face was so stretched and distorted, both through the grimaces of agony and misery, as well as the cock forcing her mouth apart to ridiculous extents, and her cheeks bulging with cock.
Back and forth, back and forth, her limbs were swaying to the rhythm of the two men using her body for their own pleasure. It had been some time since her feet had touched the ground. She was just a fleshy object that the two men used for their own pleasure while continuing to chat. She couldn't listen to them. She tried to push all that happened to her away. But...
Back and forth, back and forth.
She couldn't separate herself from what was happening. It was like a tingling from around her neck. It kept her in the moment. Forced to feel what they were doing to her, she couldn't ignore it.
The most vile and disgusting part was the insane amounts of sheer unfiltered pleasure her body felt from this cruel and vicious abuse.
She felt her stomach distend, and she felt the diamond-like surface of the glans in her mouth, both moving and shifting. Her abdomen stretching, then the thousands of tiny explosions in her sex making it known that the cock in her cunt was pulling out, then it was slammed in, pushing her lower stomach out, and all the while, Kann's rough and bumpy member slid and scraped against her vagina's insides. Pushing and stretching her walls, but never too painful. Nothing was ripping, only pleasure could be extracted.
This unrelenting onslaught kept going, and little by little, Jenna's sanity was drained to a point where her system couldn't keep up. She blacked out in the end.
Had she been fucked for over an hour?
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[Novaksus] 😈 Jenna Chapter 1 - 064-070
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Many hours later, Jenna was slowly coming to. Her face was marked by the messy tears and smudged makeup.
Her whole body was rhythmically being moved. Was she on a ship in the ocean?
Weakly, she let out a moan, finding that she was breathing to the rhythm of the strange forced movement.
She was lying on top of something. Something that was a little sweaty and warm, and very large. Shifting about, she tried to get more comfortable, but she couldn't. She was attached... to something... or...
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A man's soft grunting was aimed directly into her ear. Her hands slowly clung to what seemed to be a large man's muscular shoulders.
Her chest was cushioned against a strong and solid torso. The girl let out a weak moan, wriggling and squirming. Slowly, she was coming to.
Everything was horrible.
Two huge hands held around her bubble butt ass cheeks, squeezing and groping them while lifting her up and down.
With a sudden cry, Jenna felt a jolt fill her whole body before detonating in a raw and unrelenting orgasm.
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"Ah... fuck..."
She heard the growl of a man that snapped her out of the climax. With a hazy whimper, she tried to look at who was beneath her.
The man grabbed under her armpits and lifted her up a little.
Staring into her vulnerable and terrified eyes, a cold gaze of a man. He tensed up while locking eyes with her. His face grimacing angrily while his cock throbbed and moved. A big spurt of fluids was deposited deep inside of Jenna's pussy. Her womb was flooded by this stranger's seed. And the worst part was, he had been doing this to her for many hours while she was sleeping. His orgasm slowly died down, and she felt something behind her make sounds while a disgusting feeling of large amounts of liquids were being forcefully evicted from her vagina.
The man didn't say anything to her. She was shaking and shuddering, convulsing and squirming, but he looked at her like she was nothing. Taking a deep breath, the man then resumed pumping his cock in and out of the poor and confused girl.
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It had been half an hour of fucking since she had woken up. He was holding her more upright, enjoying the sight of her tits bouncing merrily up and down. He even cracked a smile and laughed mockingly when her tits nearly bumped into the girl's own head after a particularly rough set of fucking.
Jenna had tried to talk several times, but the man had simply ignored her, or maybe she couldn't make herself understood?
Jenna resigned herself to enduring, as always, while having to feel it all. Orgasming two times herself while being used as a filthy sex doll by this large man.
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Another half an hour later, and her owner came walking in. He was fully rested and healed, and was ready to continue working on his little project.
In his right hand, he held a syringe with a glowing pink liquid inside of. He had a few more items behind him, and was not in the mood to explain anything to Jenna. At first, she thought her trainer came here to save her from this nightmarish situation, but seeing the syringe, her hopes deflated immediately.
Kneeling down next to her, Bahdo gave Kann a small nod.
"Did the slave cause any trouble? Or show any bad symptoms?"
Kann shook his head and slowed down the fucking.
"Nah. It was all moaning and cumming while crying. A little annoying, but plenty of comedy to be honest. This is an old bitch ya?"
"28 years old, yes."
Bahdo answered, ignoring Jenna's feelings as always. The girl just sat there, shuddering while tears kept pouring from her wet eyes.
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Grabbing Jenna's right arm, the man held it with overwhelming force.
"Extend the elbow, keep it still." He commanded Jenna. The girl was too afraid to fight him. What even was the point? She straightened her arm out, allowing her owner to drive a needle into it. He didn't need to hit a blood vessel, but he had read that it made the effect a little more predictable and stable.
Letting out a pained cry, the sweaty girl shivered and tensed up.
"Hah... The cunt just began massaging my cock desperately!"
Kann chuckled. He hadn't stopped fucking her completely, only slowing down the pace. He knew his job and he took it seriously.
Bahdo intended for Jenna to be fucked continuously for one week, to never be a moment without a cock using her pussy. He wanted this to be so normalized and mundane that Jenna would have to accept this as something normal that happens to her. So, even giving her injections like these would happen whilst she was being fucked. Every time that cum filled her pussy up, a drone would fly over, suck out the excess, then leave again. The drone used to remove all, but now, it only removed what would spill out.
There was a reason why it started leaving semen in Jenna's vagina.
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Bahdo told Kann to move the slave around a little. The man fucking her did so with such ease, Jenna was reminded why she had stopped fighting this. She was just a little plaything to them. She was so overpowered, she knew she had no luck trying to resist her fate.
Bahdo grabbed the girl's tit and drove another syringe into it. More glowing pink fluid was injected into her. He repeated this for the other tit while enjoying the view of the hapless and hopeless expression that had spread across the crying girl's face.
When he finished injecting her, he just remained sitting next to them.
Having a pleasant chat with Kann about the recent laws that had been pushed through, the two made ideas for how to best exploit the new market that would surely arise. These were times of great innovations and potential fortune... for men.
The world was a hostile and gruesome place for the other sex.
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[Bazzell] 😈 Lottery Night at Club De Sade
Club De Sade
GRAND TORTURE NIGHT LOTTERY!
Masters and Mistresses! Roll up, roll up, and enter your slaves in tonight’s lottery for the Club De Sade’s Grand Torture Showcase. Entries will close at 9pm this evening, with the winner being drawn in the theatre at 10pm, and the show commencing at midnight.
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And what is your name, young lady?
Gemma.
And your master’s name?
My master’s name is, Darren.
That’s great Gemma! Step over there and meet our Torture Master - Don’t be nervous, he will take good care of you.
Alright then, let’s have Gemma’s master up on stage too! Ahh, there you are! Come on up, Darren! Congratulations on winning tonight’s lottery, sir!

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While the Torture Master gets your slave installed, tell us a little about yourselves, Darren - How long have you two beautiful people been seeing each other?
Well, we’ve been together for three years, and we’ve been master and slave for two years, and we’ve been engaged for six months.
Well isn’t that just too cute, folks! (audience applauds enthusiastically) Well tell us, Darren, how far will you let us go tonight - I’m guessing, not All The Way, seeing as you’re both engaged and all?
No Frank, not All The Way! It can be fairly rough, but I’d like her back in one piece, please. And with no permanent scars, either!
Do your hear that, Torture Master, he wants his sweetheart back in one piece. Owhh, look how disappointed he is! Never mind TM, maybe he’ll change his mind after they’ve been married for a few years! (audience laughs appropriately)
Where would you like TM to focus his attention on your slave’s delicious body?
I know she’d like it on her bum, but I think her naughty boobs deserve severe correction.
Why is that, Darren?
They’re very distracting. (audience laughs appropriately)

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Your slave is a fine vocalist, Darren. How does she rate on the S&M scale?
Oh I’d say high. She loves the pain, despite how terrified she may seem - that’s just her getting into character. She likes to immerse herself into imaginary worlds.
How did your S&M relationship begin - how did you discover each others kinks?
Well, Gemma is a naturally submissive girl, and I’m pretty much dominant, so we click. One day she was acting strange - you know, like, annoying, so I took her over my knee and gave her a good spanking, and she loved it! Next thing I know, she’s all over me, like, nuclear love bombing me. After that, we just progressed on our own, until Gemma heard about Club De Sade and suggested we check it out. And ever since we joined the club we’ve not looked back! (audience applauds enthusiastically)
Has she ever been tortured by another man before?
No, this is her first time! And judging by how wet she is, I’d say she’s clearly enjoying it!
Does the fact that she’s getting-off so much on this make you jealous, Darren?
A bit, yes… But I’ll punish her for that when we get home. (audience applauds enthusiastically)

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[WillieMacJ] :devilish: Savita 06
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"It is here, Adel, that you must strike," the sheikh growled as he clawed at Savita's right breast. "And here," he added to Salah as his hand strayed toward its twin. Do not disappoint me, you two. As you can see, I have other soldiers here who would leap at the chance to take your place."
The horrified beauty cast a glance at the soldiers encircling her, each of whom was slavering over the prospect of flogging her proud young breasts, and knew that the sheikh's words were true.
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"We won't disappoint you, your highness," Adel mumbled in reply as he tightened his grip on the whip handle and focused his gaze on Savita's luscious lust-globes.

"May your swing be mighty and your aim be true!" Ali shouted encouragingly to the sheikh's leering henchmen.
Her limbs cruelly stretched by her bonds, her succulent breasts thrust obscenely forward by the configuration of the whipping frame, the terrified Indian maid is shocked by the appearance of her accuser. For her mistress is the only person who fully knows the nature of the injustice that has already been done to her beautiful young housemaid. She also knows that that injustice will increase by orders of magnitude when the sheikh's brutish henchmen turn their leather lashes on the alleged miscreant's stunningly beautiful breasts.
Savita casts an imploring glance at her employer's wife. How, her tearful eyes ask, can you allow this horrible miscarriage of justice to continue?
Will her employer's wife intercede on Savita's behalf? Will she stand by silently and let the sentence be carried out as if she had not come forward? Or is it possible that the woman's vindictive jealousy will somehow aggravate Savita's already dire predicament?
"Why the delay?" Ahmed, who had taken no notice of the female interloper, muttered softly. And then more loudly, "Get on with it, Adel! Whip her! Whip her!"
Ali, who was no less eager than his crony to see the dark leather whips crashing down on Savita's sun-warmed breasts, tapped Ahmed on the elbow and pointed in the direction of Savita's former mistress.
"Ah!" Ahmed whispered softly. "So that's it." And then, with a bit of a frown, continued, "I hope she does not relent. The foreign whore deserves whatever she gets!"
Despite the presence of Savita's nemesis and the apparent look on concern on her partially veiled face, the cruel Sheikh Al Harun gestures for Adel to proceed.

The muscular left-hander doesn't need to be told twice. Grunting with virile pleasure, Adel draws his whip well back, in order to maximize the momentum he can bring to bear.

Seeing that the moment of truth has arrived, and that her mouthwatering breasts are utterly defenseless against Adel's coming attack, Savita lets out a fearful shriek.

"That's it wench! Stick those pretty tits out for me!"

And with that, he sheik's henchman let fly the leather whip.
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Adel initiates the savage punishment with a blow as accurate as it was powerful -- a searing nipple-slicer that found the swollen tips of both of Savita's inviting breasts.
CRACKKK!!!!
AIAGGGHHH!!!
The withering force of the blow seems to drive the prisoner's puckering nipples deep into her shuddering pleasure-globes.
"What a lash-stroke!" Ahmed enthused to Ali as he watched the ebony whip rip into Savita's tender treasures. " I'll wager Salah will never be able to match that one!"
"It was indeed a masterful stroke," Ali conceded. "But mighty Salah will not accept defeat so easily!
And indeed , even as Savita let out a blood-curdling scream of pain and horror, Salah was vowing to match his partner's mighty blow. The brawny brute waited for an instant to allow Savita' lacerated nipples to spring back into a full and throbbing erection, before unleashing his own first blow at her magnificent breasts.

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[CybOrSpasm] :devilish: Miranda / Detour

Oooookay. What I didn't tell her, was that instead of the usual run through the suburbs, I had to make this run right through the middle of town...
Don't you just hate detours? :devilish:

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[LmAnt] - Arrangements 09
What Lucius said sounded logical and confident.
Nevertheless, the thought of even saying “hello” to my obnoxious stalker made me feel uneasy.
The idea of virtually handing myself over to him was nothing less than horrifying.
No matter how well we planned this encounter.
I could have done with someone holding my hand at that moment. Someone who told me that everything would be okay. And in such a way that I would have believed it.
But the only hands that could have done that were my own.
“The first and most important question we need to ask,” Lucius began as gently as if he was fully aware of my silent thoughts, “is whether you are ready for this confrontation, Miss Hanna.”
I didn't make the mistake of thinking about it for long.
“I don't have a choice, do I?” I replied after a very brief hesitation.
Lucius sighed softly.
“I'm afraid not,” he confirmed.
“But we will do everything in our power to see you through this calamity unscathed,” he then promised, and what I had learnt about him, his apparently rather interesting family and their far-reaching influence over the last few hours, helped to make me feel a little more confident.
Lucius took a sip of his ice water.
“Very well,” he continued, “if I want to trap an opponent without making it look like a trap in the slightest, you need a very credible lure.”
I nodded.
Of course, it was clear who that bait would be.
But I still had no idea what I would have to do to appear ... credible.
“To be credible, you can't contradict the image he has of you,” Lucius continued, “so what does Frost know about you?”
He didn't expect an answer.
“He became aware of you because of this ... simulation, because of this ... interesting game you took part in. Something about it made him want to find out more about you. And in the meantime, he has certainly found someone who has compiled a dossier on you. Certainly not as detailed as mine would have been, but certainly informative enough for Frost's purposes.”
Another thought that made me shudder, but fortunately Lucius continued his train of thought and I focussed on that instead of my panic.
“So he knows everything about your professional past by now. That's easy to find out.
He knows about your criminal record.
He will know that you are an intelligent, open-minded, courageous and sometimes a little too curious person.
He'll have learnt enough about your personal likes and dislikes, to think he knows you.”

It didn't get any better.
The idea of this creep invading my life felt like a robbery. Or at least the way I imagined it.
But again, Lucius' thoughts helped me:
“So we need to make sure your contact matches the person he thinks he knows.”

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Lucius had a flow, so I didn't interrupt him as he continued seamlessly. And Robin was too busy eating the remains of my meal to object.
But it was obvious that he was still listening attentively.
“There are two ways in which the meeting with Frost can come about. Either we remain passive and wait for him to make contact, or we take the initiative and contact him ourselves.”
Although I still didn't like either idea, there was something very reassuring about Lucius talking about “we” and “us” all the time!
I wouldn't be alone in this whole fucking thing.
And I had the best and most trustworthy support I could wish for.
“The point is, he'll know by now that I was working with you during the time of your trial. And I assume that he will also be aware of my reputation by now at the latest. We mustn't make the mistake of taking him for an idiot. Even if he is obviously insane!”
Unfortunately, that was true, so I just nodded.
“So let's play out the following scenario: You, Miss Hanna, are in trouble and turn to me for help. You then learn from me that Ayerton Frost has an intense interest in you. And it looks like this interest is of a professional nature. Let's just assume we know nothing more than that. Agreed?”
I nodded again because I had an idea what he was getting at. We'd feed the arsehole enough truth, then hook him with a less true story.
“What reaction to this information would Frost expect from you? Assuming you didn't think he was the scourge of the millennium!”
It wasn't easy to imagine Frost as a simple business partner, so it took me a moment to come up with an answer:
“If it were as you describe, I would try to make contact with this interested businessman. Not vehemently, but still... committed,” I apparently confirmed Lucius' assumption, as he nodded thoughtfully.
“After all, you can't be friends with enough billionaires in these times!” I added cynically.
And while Robin giggled, Lucius just snorted briefly and grimly.

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“Good,” Lucius sounded satisfied, “I also think that's the better option. We'll make contact and inquire about Frost's concerns with friendly interest.”
“Yes,”
I agreed with him, “And maybe I should go so far as to tell him about my problems with the OITC. At least...vaguely.”
Now Lucius, for his part, nodded in agreement:
“That creates a basis. After all, he's not entirely happy with the work of the office either!”
“Yes, but,”
I pointed out, “I can't turn up empty-handed. I need an incentive for him that would make a meeting with me even more appealing to him... Only I have no idea what that might be...”
There was silence at the table for a short while until Robin finally put the fork down on his plate and cleared his throat quietly:
“Well,” he then said cautiously, “I have an idea.”
Lucius seemed less surprised than I was by this interjection:
“Fire away, Mr Winter!” he urged his young assistant.
And he immediately picked up the thread again:
“Well, Frost is very interested in the VR project you've been working on, Hanna. That much is certain. He saw what was possible back then and has continued to work on it. And what he ultimately intends to do with it is not particularly difficult to deduce.”
He paused for a moment to give an opportunity for objections, but none came, so he continued:
“His interest was aroused by the demo you took part in. I...”
and here he paused for a moment because he was probably a little embarrassed by the following confession,
“I had a look at it, and...well, it's obvious that the focus of this simulation is in the...erm...sexual area. The design and construction of the hardware is also geared towards this.”
I wasn't particularly uncomfortable that he had seen me 'that way'. After all, it had only been a simulation with avatars for the viewer. So I smiled at him as he looked at me apologetically.
“Yes,” I confirmed relaxed, “That's the sector that Voll-Productions wanted to cater for with the 'Evolution' project, among other things.”
He nodded because he knew that too, of course:
“I can have sex with the help of this VR, of any kind and with almost any person who is either directly connected, or simply sufficiently digitized. The simulation is so realistic that my...target won't be aware of it, if I don't want them to be. I can even set the whole thing up so that the simulation will seem like a real experience to me in the end.”
“Yes,”
I confirmed once again.
“What are you getting at?”
“Two points,”
he replied.
“Firstly, I'm convinced that Frost wants to use VR to offer sex to any man or woman. And with anyone they want. Risk-free and real. Even if the desired person is an otherwise unattainable target.”
It dawned on me what he meant!
The kidnapping of that young actress.... what was her name again...
Nira?
Keithell?
“...and secondly...” a small, very mischievous smile flitted across his pretty lips.
“..secondly, it doesn't work so flawlessly that it would be safe!”
“What do you mean by that?”
I wanted to know. I had assumed that the teething troubles of the simulation had been ironed out by now.
“Well,” Robin continued, “there are...erm...lags in the synchronization. You've experienced them yourself, as I'm sure you remember.”
“Yes,”
I replied, “those were brief moments when the simulation no longer seemed like reality, but like a confused dream.”
“Exactly,”
he replied.
“This sensation was triggered by visual inaccuracies, such as unusual landscape structures, incorrect eye colours or body structures. These, in turn, were caused by errors in the synchronization.
There is a fail-safe for the synchronization errors, but due to the amount of data, it's just...well...a sticking plaster. It only just prevents them from suddenly being in a clinch with...Pu the bear!”

Like him, I had to grin at his comparison, but I also remembered the technicians' explanation from back then.
“Yes,” I said, “...they said at the time that it was a problem with the set-up of the system...that wiring would be necessary for a significantly higher data rate.”
Robin nodded:
“Yes, and they still believe that today. But the problem lies elsewhere...”
He paused again, this time quite dramatically:
“...and I know where, and I have a solution!”
If that was true, he had really earned this break!


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[Bazzell] 😈 Lottery Night at Club De Sade - The End
Well folks, I think Darren’s slave has been appropriately chastised, but what do you say, Darren, you’re her master?
Yes that’s enough, I guess.
You’ve been nursing that impressive erection for the last twenty minutes, Darren, so while she’s conveniently immobile, why don’t you climb up there and nail her to the cross?
That’s a great idea, Frank! Thanks!
Go on Darren, show us how it’s done!
Hey Torture Master, can you untie her legs for me?
No problem, Master Darren.

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[jerry001] :devilish: La Parisienne / Vacation 01

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Berseh accompanies her Master to his country house
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Master: Take off the pants
Berseh: This man. He stares at me.
Master: This is Gustaf. He is with our family since I was a boy. Now take off your pants and look at me.
Berseh: Oui
Master: Gustaf, Mademoiselle braucht ihre Kleider nicht uebers Wochenende. Hol ihre Sachen. Ach ja, und bring den Halsring.

Berseh's Feelings:
*ohh gawd.. What's wrong with me?
Why do I never find the strength to resist Master J when he uses this tone of voice?
This fixed, hard stare?
Now, he-he's.. Exposing me in front.. Making me strip under the watch of this stranger? And.. And the crop?
I-I hope it's only a show-off.. A man thing..That he wants to impress his friend.. He's-he's not thinking to use this on me, is he?
W-why do I.. It's like my hands don't obey me but only obey my master.. This is mortifying but.. Yes.. So arousing!*
"S-Sir, I don't understand German, sir.. What.. What did you say? Please, do I have to.. He's already ogling my tits.. Ohh, Sir?"
Gustaf: Mein junger Herr hier ist der Halsring den sie immer fuer Mademoiselle nehmen,
Master: Danke Gustaf, aber Mademoiselle versteht kein Deutsch.
Gustaf: I apologize. How could I forget. Mademoiselle looks stunning.
Sir, you should bring her here more often.

Master: She really does, doesn't she. Gustaf, is everything prepared?
Gustaf: Not yet. Sir, I expected your arrival tonight.
Should I prepare first the dining room or the basement?

Master: Let’s see if Mademoiselle is ready to serve or if I need to continue with the training.
Master: Turn around and bend down. Keep your legs spread.
Gustaf, you know what to do.


Berseh's feelings:
*Oh? I.. I don't like the way this "week-end in the country" is turning out.. What a stupid girl I am, once again thinking he would treat me in a romantic way.. How could I have forgotten I'm only his third-rate sexpet! This is so humiliating for me, that Master made me undress and flogged me in front of him!*
"M-Master? Do.. Do you really have to let your... Butler? participate in my servitude?
 
[jerry001] :devilish: La Parisienne / Vacation 02

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Master: Gustaf, is she wet?
Gustaf: Sir, not much. Not the way you like it.
Master: Schade, sehr schade. Gustaf, prepare the basement while I continue the training.
Gustaf: Jawohl.
Master: Mademoiselle, I was hoping you would have been more excited to be with your Master. I am actually very disappointed.
But, no worries, I will teach you a lesson, and you will be ready to satisfy your Master before days end.


Berseh's Feelings
*Gawd.. This is so degrading.. So mortifying.. Does that mean I'm going to be their plaything all week-end?
The butler's inspection, the gauging after he collared me for the Master.. I have never felt so naked, so vulnerable...
So humiliated.
Talking about me and appraising my body reactions like I'm not human but only their doll?
A thing to be used at will?
And.. My poor butt.. It stings a lot!
I dare not object, as it would immediately give them an extra reason to drag me even lower..
Now I wait, open, available, with no right, no voice..
So ashamed and..Terrified!*

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Master: Mademoiselle, you are still not as obedient as I demand of you.
Gustaf should be done soon with preparing The Room.
I had hoped it wouldn’t be needed after our last time together, but you have disappointed me.


Berseh's Feelings:
"Oh, Sir.. Sir! Please, I'm.. I am so ashamed to have failed you, I.. I.. It's - it's that I didn't.. Please don't give me to this Gustaf.. I beg you! It's so.. Degrading.. and he acts so gross.. Like I'm a sheep or.. Please Master, see how I tremble.."
*My, I am so afraid.. Master's gaze.. So powerful, so hard. I thought he liked me.. Now I understand I'm only his funtoy, or at least that's how he's decided to use me.. His stance.. So calm, so in charge.. I understand why bind4pleasure and HadineZ let him do whatever he wants to them.. But I'm no painslut, not like them! Oh my god.. Now I'm in their power..
Why do I feel this terror at the same time that ..This tingling in my..*
Master: Everything is ready for you or should I say us.
On your knees!

Berseh: Please. I will obey to you orders. I will do all you ask me to do.
Master: You will obey. Not only to me and not only to given orders.
You will also obey to Gustaf and you will recognize the slightest of my movements and obey.
But for now, to wipe of this rebellion and to get you in the right mood, you will crawl.
Until you have learned to obey, you are not worth to kiss a shoe. You are only good enough to carry them in your mouth like a dog.


Berseh's feelings:
MhhSThh!...Mmghh?
My shoe in my mouth, like a dog and a bone.. What an ingenious way to gag me and also show me my place.
*Oh no.. He's really going to let his butler.. His employee.. Order me around? Use me? In such conditions?
I was right then.. Master J's ranking me very low..
His third slave, and now treating me like a dog, just like bind4pleasure had done with me..
Ohh.. This is so.. Confusing.. Of course it's awful but.. But I still want him to be happy with me.. Still want his love, his cruel love.. If he wants me to be his sex pet then..I-I..Iwill..I will crawl.. I will be the animal he wants to train.
But I'm so scared!
Two men, confident, dominators, vicious.. And me now at their feet..Will I..What if they're displeased with me? I don't want to be punished Isn't being already so degraded and I guess.. Soon profanated... Enough?

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[jerry001] :devilish: La Parisienne / Vacation 03

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Master: Gustaf, is everything prepared to continue Mademoiselle’s training?
Berseh: Junger Herr, everything is prepared. Do you wish me to take over?
Master: Yes, you can start with her. I will take over, but first need to talk to a friend in the US.

Berseh's feelings:
( shivering.. Trembling in fact) *No.. Please, Master, noo.. Don't leave me alone with him.. He's..Filthy.. How can you bring me to your place, only to have me defiled and abused by this creep, and leave to phone someone?
Am I of such low value that.. (sobbing) Ohh.. Master, please have mercy on your obedient, lightheaded but loving sub.. Please..This is so crushing, to find my owner being so cavalier that I can be delivered to his employee for amusement!*
"(whispering) Master? Master.. I beg you.. Don't give me to him.. I'm ready to do anything you want.. Listen to my supplication Master, please!
Berseh's feelings:
I'm trembling. not only under the stress of the effort to extend my arms but from what.. What Master has in mind. Making me available to his disgusting butler?
Oh please no!
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Berseh's feelings:
I'm trembling. not only under the stress of the effort to extend my arms but from what.. What Master has in mind. Making me available to his disgusting butler?
Oh please no!
 
[jerry001] :devilish: La Parisienne / Vacation 05

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Master: Good Morning Mademoiselle. How was the night in the dungeon?
I hope you had enough time to think about your role.
Now crawl! Open your mouth.

Berseh: mmmhhhh pfffzz
Master: I see. No mmore this rebellion look in your eyes. You have improved. The night did help, just as I expected.
Berseh: Master, I will serve you. What do you want me to do?
Master: Quiet!
Gustaf, Mademoiselle is ready for breakfast.
 
[jerry001] :devilish: La Parisienne / Vacation 06

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Freed from the dark Dungeon

Master:
I hope you are not afraid of flying?
Berseh: No, but...
Master: No but, I promise you will enjoy our little trip.
Ah, there is Gustaf.
Gustaf, der Picknick Korb kommt hinter den Sitz. Ich hoffe alles ist schoen gekuehlt.

Gustaf: Ja, mein Herr. As you wished.
Master: Mademoiselle, hop in and buckle up while I do the preflight check.
Master: I filed a flight plan for VFR to Grasse. The Lavender fields are blooming and the scent in the air is just like an aphrodisiac.
I am sure you know what I am talking about.
Berseh:
Of course I know. My Master, you are full of surprises.
Master: Having introduced you to Gustaf was surprise I enjoyed watching. But I always keep you on a short leash.
Hey look down there. I like these old french castles.

Berseh: How long until we land?
Master: A couple more hours. We have tailwind which helps this little Cub. I know a little landing strip next to a Lavender field. It belongs to Pierre. Remind me to introduce you to him. He is working on a new fragrance. It will go perfect with your scent.
Berseh: Hey!!
Master:
Haha. Stop, pinching my ear, or you will be back in the Dungeon with Gustaf.
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Master: You look good in your Aviator outfit. I like how your hair floats in the wind.
Berseh: Master, do I please you?
Master: I brought you here, a place filled with the flavor of Lavender. I offer you a glass of champagne. This should satisfy your question.
Berseh: Master, I shouldn’t have asked. I should know better.
Master: It’s okay my Mademoiselle.
Now, come closer. Take of the scarf and let me see the collar.
Let’s enjoy the carnal ….
 
[jerry001] :devilish: La Parisienne / Vacation 02

Master: Gustaf, is she wet?
Gustaf: Sir, not much. Not the way you like it.
Master: Schade, sehr schade. Gustaf, prepare the basement while I continue the training.
Gustaf: Jawohl.
Master: Mademoiselle, I was hoping you would have been more excited to be with your Master. I am actually very disappointed.
But, no worries, I will teach you a lesson, and you will be ready to satisfy your Master before days end.


Berseh's Feelings
*Gawd.. This is so degrading.. So mortifying.. Does that mean I'm going to be their plaything all week-end?
The butler's inspection, the gauging after he collared me for the Master.. I have never felt so naked, so vulnerable...
So humiliated.
Talking about me and appraising my body reactions like I'm not human but only their doll?
A thing to be used at will?
And.. My poor butt.. It stings a lot!
I dare not object, as it would immediately give them an extra reason to drag me even lower..
Now I wait, open, available, with no right, no voice..
So ashamed and..Terrified!*

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Master: Mademoiselle, you are still not as obedient as I demand of you.
Gustaf should be done soon with preparing The Room.
I had hoped it wouldn’t be needed after our last time together, but you have disappointed me.


Berseh's Feelings:
"Oh, Sir.. Sir! Please, I'm.. I am so ashamed to have failed you, I.. I.. It's - it's that I didn't.. Please don't give me to this Gustaf.. I beg you! It's so.. Degrading.. and he acts so gross.. Like I'm a sheep or.. Please Master, see how I tremble.."
*My, I am so afraid.. Master's gaze.. So powerful, so hard. I thought he liked me.. Now I understand I'm only his funtoy, or at least that's how he's decided to use me.. His stance.. So calm, so in charge.. I understand why bind4pleasure and HadineZ let him do whatever he wants to them.. But I'm no painslut, not like them! Oh my god.. Now I'm in their power..
Why do I feel this terror at the same time that ..This tingling in my..*
Master: Everything is ready for you or should I say us.
On your knees!

Berseh: Please. I will obey to you orders. I will do all you ask me to do.
Master: You will obey. Not only to me and not only to given orders.
You will also obey to Gustaf and you will recognize the slightest of my movements and obey.
But for now, to wipe of this rebellion and to get you in the right mood, you will crawl.
Until you have learned to obey, you are not worth to kiss a shoe. You are only good enough to carry them in your mouth like a dog.


Berseh's feelings:
MhhSThh!...Mmghh?
My shoe in my mouth, like a dog and a bone.. What an ingenious way to gag me and also show me my place.
*Oh no.. He's really going to let his butler.. His employee.. Order me around? Use me? In such conditions?
I was right then.. Master J's ranking me very low..
His third slave, and now treating me like a dog, just like bind4pleasure had done with me..
Ohh.. This is so.. Confusing.. Of course it's awful but.. But I still want him to be happy with me.. Still want his love, his cruel love.. If he wants me to be his sex pet then..I-I..Iwill..I will crawl.. I will be the animal he wants to train.
But I'm so scared!
Two men, confident, dominators, vicious.. And me now at their feet..Will I..What if they're displeased with me? I don't want to be punished Isn't being already so degraded and I guess.. Soon profanated... Enough?

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Aawww!!! I love the sport car Alpine A110. Sorry, but as a car lover, I couldn't help myself. 😜
 
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