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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (by)
“Please, Sir, don’t stop now—” purred Rachel while kneading Sir Shoda’s flaccid penis, “—we’ve just done it four times. One more, please!”

Sir Shoda gripped his head and moaned: “Enough, you minx! You are sucking me dry. Kneel in front of the bed until I call you! I need to sleep.”

In her overall glow of satisfaction for having outlasted Sir Shoda’s sexual hunger, Rachel felt a pang of worry. Had she been too pushy with him?

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (bz)
“OK, I get it,” I acknowledged, nodding toward Annika, while Three tried to soothe the agitated girl. “You don’t want to go back to your dad. You don’t want to stay with Shoda-san, either, I presume?”

Annika shook her head vigorously: “No, sir. Now that he knows that I’m—”

“—deflowered,” I completed her sentence for her. “Hm, you’re probably right about that. He’s a bit miffed.”

I counted on my fingers: “Well, that leaves two options for you, honey: I can put you up in a hotel for a few days until you find something else, or you stay here with the other girls, but then you’ll have to earn your keep.”

“I… er…” Annika hesitated, struggling to make up her mind. In a side thought, I noted that she seemed to have almost forgotten about being naked.

I gave Annika time to make up her mind. On the surface, it might look like I exploited a predicament, but I did this because I cared about her. She was young, but she was an adult, and in her messy situation, she had to start growing up fast. If it took throwing her in at the deep end (while supporting her), it would only help her in the long run.

After a few seconds, she asked: “What do you mean: Earn my keep?”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (ca)
“Alright, here are the rules in a nutshell: I will not force you to do anything you don’t want to do, but I do hold you responsible for meeting your commitments. You will be rewarded for going above and beyond, and punished if you mess up. As long as you wear my collar you will follow my orders and also obey the other girls with higher seniority, is that clear?”

* * *

Annika had brought up two conditions to feel safe in my household: First, she wanted to remain celibate until she was ready to offer herself. She also asked if she could keep wearing some clothes. She did not feel comfortable staying naked all the time.

I shrugged: “Sure, I can use a work slave, too. You aren’t afraid of getting your hands dirty, are you?”

“No, sir,” responded Annika. “My dad—in better days—had taken me to the cottage quite a bit, and I helped with keeping the place in shape. I’m not very strong, but I’ll do what I can.”

I added a third condition: Besides working for me, she would have to figure out what she wanted to do with her life. In return for her services, I would help her with getting ready to stand on her own feet when she eventually left.

* * *

Standing in front of the table, Annika gulped and re-confirmed her willingness.

“OK,” I responded, “Here is your collar, plus clothes.”

Annika looked at the single piece of clothing—denim pants—in consternation: “Where— Is there no shirt, sir?”

“Shirt?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “You weren’t specific; you just said ‘clothes.’ So, I’m taking you at your word, honey. You’re a lovely girl and hiding these cute breasts would be a shame. Here are sturdy, long pants, just right for working. Would you rather prefer shorts, or maybe a loincloth?”

Annika gulped and blushed: “N—no, sir. These are fine. Thank you.”

I smiled beatifically: “Good girl! Welcome, Six!”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cb)
With some worry bubbling in her stomach, Annika eyed the red-haired girl beside her. She only knew her as “Three,” following the strange custom that they used numbers instead of names. It wasn’t the weirdest custom in this house by far. Three had taken off her clothes and was now completely naked.

“Excuse me for asking but are you never wearing clothes around here?” asked Annika.

“Only when there are guests or when I’m leaving the house,” confirmed Three. “I’m now so used to no clothes that I find them a bit cumbersome. And it pleases Sir to see me naked.”

“Yeah, that’s what worries me,” continued Annika, “to be honest, I’m a bit afraid of him. What will he do to me?” Being barefoot and half-naked made her feel more vulnerable than usual.

Three shrugged and grimaced, trying to give an honest answer: “I don’t know. Yes, sometimes he can be a bit rough, and he likes to restrain you and make you suffer, but I happen to like that, so it’s not so bad. With you, he probably only expects you to work hard, at whatever he has in mind for you.”

Following a thought that just struck her, Annika added: “My boyfriend tied me up once. First it was pretty cool but then he didn’t know what to do. So it became pretty boring, honestly.”

Three laughed: “Don’t mention that to Sir except if you want to get your mind blown, Six! He won’t make it ‘boring,’ that I can promise you.”

Annika gulped and shivered slightly. The air felt cool on her naked torso. What did the future have in store for her?

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cc)
Rachel spent the night on the floor in front of the bed. When she heard Sir Shoda stirring, she quickly got back up on her knees. As she had expected, Sir Shoda was back in the mood for some action, nurturing his semi-erect penis.

So, Rachel got to work. Using what she had learned from ministering to Sir Whitehaven, she concentrated on maximizing her effect: She alternated between licking the glans, some careful nibbling on the sensitive flesh, and deep-throated sucking.

When Rachel had the impression that Sir Shoda was about to come, she stopped her ministrations and just plucked on his scrotum until his ardour dissipated somewhat, only to resume her activities after a few seconds.

Soon the man was writhing on the bed, moaning, almost lost in passion. Eventually, he groaned: “Stop it, demon girl! Make me come! Now!”

Without further ado, Rachel did what she was ordered to do. While she felt Sir Shoda's seed filling her mouth, she smiled inwardly. It was fun playing with men this way. The old Rachel would not have expected that, and would likely have shuddered in disgust. Despite her role as a slave, Rachel felt powerful, desirable, and self-assured.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cd)
“You need to watch that one, my friend,” advised Shoda-san, his voice sounding slightly shaky, “keep her on a short leash. If I was superstitious, I would suspect that she is some kind of man-eating yōkai. But then, you haven’t promised too much. I had more fun with her than with most other girls. You are sure that you won’t entertain an offer…” His voice tapered out while he tilted his head expectantly.

“I am sorry, Shoda-kun,” I responded with an apologetic smile, “you know that my girls stay with me voluntarily. They are not for sale.”

“Too bad,” he sighed, “but then, it probably saves me from an early heart attack.”

* * *

Rachel looked at Sir Whitehaven with satisfaction, kneeling and proudly showing off her naked body. She knew that she had done a good job, and now felt desirable and ready to give more pleasure at her master’s command.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (ce)
“Well done, Five! Better than anyone could have expected” I said, with something approaching fatherly pride in my eyes. “Shoda can be cantankerous, so I admit I was a bit worried. But you seemed to have left an impression, and I mean that in the best possible way.”

Five smiled: “Thank you, Sir! It was—” Her smile widened to a slightly mischievous grin. “—kinda fun.”

Returning the smile, I nodded: “No kidding! For being such a good girl, you deserve a reward. Now, I know that my friend can be a bit—shall we say—unimaginative, and he quite obviously didn’t tax your abilities.” Now it was my turn to let my smile widen into a grin. “As a reward, I have thought of something that will tax you, so that you can understand how you made Shoda-san feel.”

* * *

Rachel’s heart pounded, as Three fixed the harness around her head. She was very much aware that Sir Whitehaven in his “games” always like to mix pleasure with pain.

The last thing Rachel saw before everything went dark was Annika’s concerned expression and Sir Whitehaven’s slightly predatory grin. She shivered and relished the exhilarating sensation of being equally helpless, excited, full of anticipation, yet also somewhat afraid of what was waiting for her.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cf)
Not being able to see heightened Rachel’s other senses: The air on her naked skin, the cold tiles under her bare feet, a slight cough from Sir Whitehaven while she was being led down into the basement. Rachel’s belly warmed in excited, nervous anticipation when she felt how she was made to lie down on what must be the rack.

There were spiked rolls holding her up. It hurt a bit: Not enough to be unbearable, but more than enough to let excited helplessness bubble up and kindle the fire in her belly.

* * *

I noticed goosebumps on Five’s skin, as Six and I stretched her out and padlocked her arms and legs to the chains on the rack. When I started to ask her a question, Five turned her head in my direction expectantly.

“Alright, before we begin, answer this: Where are you most ticklish, Five? On which body part?”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cg)
When Rachel heard Sir Whitehaven’s voice, a pang of panic flared up in her belly.

“Alright, before we begin, answer this: Where are you most ticklish, Five? On which body part?”

She pulled on the chains holding her stretched out.

Ticklish? No! Please, no tickling!

Rachel begged: “Please! No—Aaaah!”

The rack’s chains were reeled in and stretched Rachel tight.

The flashes of pain in her shoulders dissolved in the glorious, overwhelming feeling of utter helplessness. Naked, chained, blindfolded, stretched on a rack: Rachel’s heart pounded, and she would have been unable to resist touching herself if she could have done that.

“You didn’t disclaim tickling, Five. So, once again, where are you most ticklish? Answer or I keep stretching you.”

Rachel’s shoulders already hurt from the pull, and she didn’t want to risk more pain, so she answered:

“A—armpits and soles, Sir. But please, don’t—”

With a sinking feeling, Rachel heard Sir Whitehaven’s jocular response: “We’ll play a game, Five. It’s called ‘whip or tickle.’ Do you know it?”

Given that rather obvious name, Rachel was in equal parts anxious and excited about what was about to happen.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (ch)
“Alright, here is how ‘whip or tickle’ works: I’ll keep tickling you until you say ‘whip!’ Then I’ll whip you until you say ‘tickle.’ And so on. Anything else you say doesn’t count. Now it’s totally your choice what you prefer. Ready—Set—”

Rachel tried to brace herself before the tickling started, but it was to no avail. But her armpits and feet were tickled so thoroughly that she could not avoid breaking down into a laughing mess.

Between gasps for air, she yelled “No! No! Stop! I can’t—” Yet her cries remained unheeded and the tickling continued.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (ci)
Without delay, Annika followed Sir Whitehaven’s order. Initially, she had been worried when the girl called Five—she had never heard her real name—was stretched out on the intimidating rack. Now, seeing the writhing body in front of her dissolving in uncontrollable laughter, her fears dissipated somewhat. Annika wondered how it would feel; the utter helplessness seemed appealing. At the same time, she was happy that it wasn’t her who was being tortured.

When Annika heard Sir Whitehaven’s order, she could not hide a smirk before joining in the tickling.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cj)
The tickling soon became unbearable. Stretched out tightly, Rachel quivered in her chains while begging for mercy. Finally, she remembered what Sir Whitehaven had said and squealed: “Whip! Whip! Whip!”

As promised, the tickling stopped, but now painful slaps stung her defenceless naked body. The flogging, concentrating on her most sensitive areas, wandered up and down Rachel's body: The instep of her feet, thighs and belly, breasts and armpits.

Rachel did not mind enduring a bit of pain. Actually, it even turned her on when things hurt a bit. But like with all good things, there was a point when it got too much!

Soon, the flogging became overwhelming, and Rachel, with great reluctance and growing desperation, forced herself to cry: “No! It’s too much! Tickle, please! Tickle!”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (ck)
After a couple of minutes of flogging and tickling, beads of perspiration started to cover Rachel’s body. She was too exhausted, and her mind too shattered, to notice that the flogging and tickling now more and more congregated toward her most sensitive areas: her nipples and the area between her legs. Laughter and pained screaming became suffused with sensuous moans, filled with raw lust.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cl)
During the game I had noticed that Six seemed to enjoy tickling the helpless victim. That gave me an idea:

“Hey, Six, would you mind grabbing the magic wand from the table? Yes, the purple one. Do you know how to use it?”

Six nodded: “Yes, sir. My sister and I, we tried it. We—”

“Good,” I interrupted her, pointing toward Five who continued to writhe on the rack, moaning with desire. “I want you to use it on her. Show me how many orgasms you can squeeze out of her.”

For a while I watched what happened now: It reminded me of nothing so much as a cat toying with a captured mouse.

“You like that, eh?” I asked Six while she was concentrating on rubbing the wand where it made the biggest impact.

Eyes flashing, she turned to me and nodded: “Uh-huh, that’s very cool. I had never imagined… You know, I now kind of understand that old guy—sorry, Shoda-san—why he wanted me.”

“Interesting. And what about the rack: What if the roles were reversed? With you on the rack instead of her?”

For a moment, with a thoughtful smile, she watched Five’s stretched-out body quiver in yet another orgasm, then shook her head: “I’m kinda curious— yeah. But I don’t know. I think I like it better this way— I guess.”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cm)
Annika savoured the feeling of power to control Rachel’s lust. Causing the helpless naked girl to writhe and quiver. Making her moan and scream in orgasm after orgasm.

When she thought about it, Annika liked the vibrator better than a whip. Inflicting pain for pain’s sake did not appeal to her. But making Rachel suffer—watching how she lost herself in a deluge of overwhelming sensations—that felt very, very good.

In a flash of imagination, Annika pictured her boyfriend on the rack and snorted. Ridiculous! The poor milquetoast boy would be horrified and would think that she had gone crazy.

But here, in this house, the other girls embraced this lifestyle, and Sir Whitehaven seemed like a good mentor. Annika expected that he would challenge her on the way, and—with a mix of excitement and trepidation—she was looking forward to it.

It had not been her choice, but now that she saw the possibilities, she wanted to explore them.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cn)
“You’ve done a good job teasing her, but now it’s enough. Recognizing that is as important as playtime,” explained Sir Whitehaven. “Five has given all she could give, now she needs to rest.”

Annika looked with fascination toward the limp, sweat-covered body. Also, with a quick flash of envy. She wouldn’t mind being carried like that, too. But that came with a price, and she wavered if she was ready to pay it.

“Should we remove the blindfold? What do you think?” Sir Whitehaven’s sudden question jolted Annika out of her reverie. Why was he asking her?

Annika thought briefly about what she would do. “Er— no, sir. Why should we? She ought to sleep and doesn’t need to see anything, does she?” Annika giggled.

Sir Whitehaven snorted in shared amusement: “True! We can do that later when she has recovered.”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (co)
When Sir Whitehaven bound Annika to one of the posts, she looked at him with a mixture of anticipation and worry. She hadn’t done anything wrong, so why should he punish her? At the same time, if the intention was to make her feel helpless and exposed, it worked.

Cupping her chin, he slid his thumb into her mouth. Even though he just did it without asking, Annika did not think of resisting or biting. His closely observant gaze held Annika enthralled. Instinctively, Annika licked the intruding thumb with the tip of her tongue as it explored her mouth.

“And now that you’ve had a taste of the power of tough love,” he whispered, “tell me about your own dreams. Don’t hold back. Close your eyes. What do you see?”

With her wrists tied above her head and her breast exposed, Annika felt vulnerable, but not in a bad way. It was very effective in keeping her, physically but also mentally, from holding back.

So, she closed her eyes as she had been ordered, and began to describe the images popping up in her mind—pleasurable, enticing images. Images that made her squirm.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cp)
“Sometimes,” mused Annika, her eyes half-closed, “I dream of being shipwrecked somewhere on a remote island.”

“Alone? All by yourself?”

“No. Usually, there is somebody there with me…” Annika smiled dreamily.

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cq)
“When I can choose my character in a game,” said Annika, “I usually play a rogue. In the Middle Ages, I could have been a pickpocket or something.”

“But that’s pretty dangerous. What if they catch you?”

“First, they have to catch me.”

 

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[Whitehaven] Rachel's Adventure 1 (cr)
“If they catch me, they’ll lock me up or something. It won’t be pretty, I guess.” Annika wrinkled her nose, displaying a mix of apprehension and curiosity.

“Uh-huh,” I confirmed, “probably not pretty. But let’s not dwell on that right now.” While I had some distinct ideas about what catching a medieval pickpocket could look like, I did not want to scare Annika. In her current position, being tied to a pole¹, she already felt vulnerable.

I started to untie Annika: “Enough daydreaming for now. As I mentioned, I’ll have some work for you. Follow me.”