"What you are experiencing, Cathy is the drug triloxcin. It
was made as an antidote to the first drug that was given you,
triloxakin. As you can tell, it doesn't work.
"I know you can hear me, even though any doctor that looked
at you would assume that you were in a coma. That is what
triloxakin does to you after 72 hours if don't have another dose.
I'm doing this to you to let you know what your life will be like if
you don't do as I say. You will go into this coma, and the doctors
will put you on life support because your alpha brain waves will
show you are still alive. You will spend the rest of your life in a
living hell, the pain getting worse every day with no escape
possible. If, on the other hand, you are a good slave and do as
you are told, I will give you the pleasure drug once a day, and you
will be happy for the rest of your life.
"I'm going to leave you here, like this for two hours to think
about it Cathy. When I get back, you have two choices, 1: get on
your knees, pledging yourself, as my slave, to fulfill my every wish
or 2: walk out the door, to never return. Once you leave, there is
no coming back. Think about it.", Mike told her as she laid on the
couch, her body showing no signs of the pain going on inside.
I'll do it, Cathy screamed to herself. Stop the pain, I'll do
whatever you want! But no words would come from her mouth,
and as she heard the door shut, she knew she was alone. The pain
was building, and she swore once he came back, she would do
whatever he wanted. She never wanted to go through this again.
After what seemed like two years rather than two hours in her
pain coma, she heard the door gently open and then shut.
Footsteps came toward her, and she felt someone open her
mouth, even through the pain.
And it ended, just like that. As fast as it started, it stopped.
She had control of her body again.
"Well slave, time to choose. Either go or kneel, make up
your mind.", the Master told her softly.
Cathy struggled off the couch, still a little shaky from her
ordeal. She looked over at the Master, standing back about five or
six feet. She quickly moved over to him, not even bothering to
stand but crawling.
She got on her knees before him, saying,"Master, I promise
to do whatever you wish. I am your property to do with as you
please. Please take me as your slave.".
"Very good slave, not a bad little speech. You did not feel
the pleasure when I gave you the drug this time. That is because
you will only be given that drug when you please and obey me.
This drug will delay the pain coma for 72 hours. Do you
understand?"
"Yes.", Cathy lied. She really didn't, but she wasn't going to
take any chances.
She never saw the hand, it came quickly from her left side, an
opened handed slap on her cheek that sent her sprawling and left a
bright red mark on the side of her head.
"You will refer to me as Master, don't ever forget that!", he
told her.
"Ye, yes, Mas, Master.", she stuttered out to him, quickly
getting back on her knees, not wanting to get hit again.
"That type of behavior will not get you the pleasure you
want. Understand?".
"Yes Master.", she said.
"Good. Now stand up and remove your clothes. Quickly!",
he barked to her.
Cathy jumped up, not wanting to get hit again, but also
because she wanted to feel the pleasure again, and would do
anything to avoid the pain. She quickly removed her blouse, then
her bra, her tits standing almost straight out, with very little sag.
She lowered her skirt, down to her ankles and stepped out of it.
Then her panty hose. She carefully rolled them down her smooth
legs and set them aside. Next came her bikini panties. For some
reason they were wet with her juices, leaving little streaks on her
legs as she lowered them to the floor and kicked them out of the
way.
As soon as she was naked, she got back down on her knees in
front of her Master.
"Very good, slave. Keep this up and you just might get some
pleasure later after all. Now stand up so I can have a good look at
you.", Mike told her.
She stood up, hands at her sides, head bowed, as Mike slowly
walked around her, giving her the once over.
"Spread your legs", he said.
She moved her legs apart, giving him easy access to her
dripping pussy.
He reached out to her breasts, standing in front of her naked
body. He kneaded the firm flesh in his hands, enjoying the hot
feel of her skin. He roughly pulled at her nipple until a soft moan
escaped from her lips.
She was a beauty, he thought. He reached down to her pussy,
parting her lips and slipped a finger easily inside. She was wet,
her cum beginning to run down his finger as he pumped it in and
out of her. He added another, so that he had two fingers slowly
moving into her, brushing her clit with every stroke.
The fingers inside her pussy were driving Cathy crazy. She
could not believe how turned on she was by all this. She felt the
fingers moving into her, rubbing her little clit with each stroke.
Her thighs began to move with his fingers, trying to keep them
buried inside her. His other hand was still rubbing her tits,
keeping the nipples hot and hard, bringing her even closer to
orgasm. She groaned as she felt his fingers leave her pussy, not
wanting him to stop.
"Suck my fingers like a cock, slave!", Mike told her as he
moved his hand up to his mouth.
Cathy opened her mouth when she felt his fingers pressing
against her lips. She sucked the digits into her wet oral hole,
cleaning her salty fluid from his fingers as her tongue moved up
and down their length like a real cock. She felt his fingers leave
her mouth after they were clean and move back down to her
pussy. They plunged back inside her moist hole, coating
themselves again in her juice as they pumped up into her, only to
leave and head back up to her mouth.
She didn't need to be told this time, her mouth opened and
she sucked the fingers inside her. She quickly cleaned them of
juice, and they left again for her pussy.
Mike watched his new slave squirm under his fingers. He
moved his hand back and forth from pussy to mouth for about ten
minutes, as she continued to clean his fingers of her cunt juice
each time.
"OK, slave, now put this one.", he told her, handing her a
black dog collar.
She looked at the collar for a second. It looked just like the
one she had seen around Linda's neck. She took it and put it
around her neck without a word, tightening it as best she could.
Mike admired her for a second. She looked great standing
there in front of him, head bowed, legs spread, and wearing a
collar!
"Turn around and put your hands behind your back.", he
ordered her, "Time for some restraints.".
She hesitated for a second, then turned around, her hands
locking onto each other behind her back. She felt Mike pry her
hands apart and force each of her hands into some kind of glove
that ran almost up to her shoulders on each arm. Then she felt
him tighten up the restraint, and realized it actually was one glove
and he was tightening it up her back, pulling her arms together so
her elbows almost touched, then continued the rest of the way up to her
shoulders. When he finished, her arms were bound tightly
together behind her, her shoulders being pulled back and toward
each other painfully.
Mike turned her around and looked at his handiwork. With
her bound this way, her chest seemed to push even further out
from her arched body.
"Kneel and suck my cock, slave. Be warned, if I feel one
bite on my dick, your going to get a full 12 hours of pain drug",
Mike told her as he pulled his pants and jockey shorts off.
"Yes, Master.", Cathy told him, shuddering to herself,
thinking of 12 hours of pain. The two had almost killed her, the
last thing she wanted was more!
She slid down to her knees and stared at his cock. My god,
she thought, the thing is huge! At least 9", maybe 10", she
judged, but so thick. She was going to have a hell of a time not
hitting her teeth on it.
Cathy moved her face close to his erection, her nostrils
catching the putrid smell of urine, sweat, and cum from his groin
area. She forced herself to ignore it and moved her mouth to his
rigid tool, opening wide to take in much as she could, working her
mouth half way down its length before starting back up. Her
tongue lapping at the underside on each stroke, then twirling across
the sensitive top before starting back down.
"Take it all slave. All the way into your throat, till you hit
bottom!", Mike ordered her.
Cathy cringed at the thought, but tried to force more into her
mouth. When it reached the back of her throat, she started to
choke and couldn't get any more inside. She continued to lick as
hard as she could hoping that would please her Master.
The next time her mouth moved down his shaft, Mike was
ready for her. As his penis hit the back of her throat and she
started to move back up its length, Mike grabbed her head and
slammed forward with his hips, burying his cock deep within her
mouth, her nose smashed into his groin. She struggled to move
back, but he held her firmly in place.
"Stop trying to move, your not going to die, but if you don't
sit still, I'll leave it in your throat until you pass out!", Mike told
her.
Cathy had felt him grab her head and knew what was going
to happen, but it still surprised her when his cock slammed into
the back of her mouth and ground itself deeply into her throat. At
first she panicked, not being able to breath, but once she heard her
Master tell her to stop she did. She did not want to get him mad
at her again!
After a few seconds he relaxed his grip on her head and
moved her mouth backward, all the way to the head of his dick, then
plunged it back down until her nose was once again against his
groin. He did this several times with her, keeping his dick buried
deep inside her throat for about twenty seconds each time until he
thought she had it down and then released her to carry on alone.
Cathy felt him let go of her head after a few more strokes into
her throat. She quickly buried her head deep into his pubic
mound, eager to show her master that she would do anything to
please him.
As her mouth moved up and down his hard manhood, her
tongue was licking all along its length, moving up and down its
sides, tickling it with each stroke. She was beginning to enjoy
this for some reason, the throbbing cock feeling good when it was
buried inside her throat, pushing against her air pipe. The thought
of the cum inside his balls was forcing her to work faster. She
wanted that cum inside her mouth. She wanted to suck it all
down into her stomach, to try and please her Master, who
controlled the drug she so desperately needed.
Mike could feel his orgasm approaching swiftly. He reached
down and grabbed her head again, this time finding no resistance
from her. He pulled her mouth onto his shaft, burying it deep in
her throat as he began to pour his jism into her. After the first
few shots into her throat, he pulled her head back, forcing her to
take the cum into her mouth. Making her taste his seed as shot
after shot hit her tongue, some dripping down the sides of her
mouth to the floor below because she couldn't swallow fast
enough. He let go of her and watched her continue to suck on his
torrid dick, her tongue licking up along the shaft to catch what
was about to drip onto the floor. After his shaft was clean, she
looked down at his spilled seed on the hardwood floor and bent
her head down and licked it clean, moaning to herself as she did.
Then her head moved back up to his spent rod, her mouth taking
it back inside.
When her Master grabbed her head a second time, she knew
he must be ready to cum. As her head slammed into his groin,
she felt his huge dick start to throb as it released its load into her.
She worked on his dick, trying to massage it with her throat. As
his hand guided her head back to his spewing tip, she knew what
he wanted. He wanted her to taste his cum before she swallowed
it all. She let her head rest with only a third of his rod inside her
eagerly sucking mouth, trying to swallow his salty fluid as it
poured into her. She couldn't get it all. Some leaked out onto his
stiff member and down to the floor, but she still tried to get as
much as she could, actually beginning to like the taste and feel of
his jism inside mouth.
After she was sure his cock was through shooting his seed
into her mouth, Cathy used her tongue along the length of his
softening manhood to lick up all of his nectar that had spilled out.
Looking down, she saw some had fallen onto the floor. Moaning
to herself, she lowered her head to the floor, her tongue darting
across the oak planks to gather the seed, now cold and hard from
exposure to air, licking up the dirt and dust as well, swallowing it
all as fast as she could. She hoped this act would save her from
punishment from her Master for dropping his cum in the first place.
She moved back up to his soft dick, and took it back into her
mouth. After all, she thought, he had told me to suck his cock,
and had not told me to stop yet! Cathy moved her head slowly up
and down her Masters flaccid rod, licking along its entire length
as she went. She got the entire amount easily into her mouth.
She was beginning to get sore from her sucking, her jaws
ached, and her arms and shoulders definitely hurt from the tight
restraint she was forced into. But if she got the pleasure drug
tonight, she thought, it would all be worth it. Besides, this didn't
hurt nearly as much as the pain coma she had been in before. She
would do anything rather then let that happen to her again!
Mike looked down at his new slave. She had moved back to
sucking his dick without even being told! She's going to be a
good one, Mike thought, allowing himself to enjoy the attention
Cathy's mouth and tongue were giving his tool. Yes indeed, he
thought, as he felt his tool begin to grow hard again in her mouth.
As Cathy continued to suck on her Masters penis, she began
to feel the blood pump back into it, slowly making it grow in her
mouth. She worked harder, her cheeks bulging in and out as his
stiff manhood began the long ride back into her sore throat. She
buried him inside her, her tongue roving around the base and half
the length of his tool. For over a minute she kept him inside her
throat, before she moved her head back to get a breath of air. Up
and down her lips moved, fitting him like a glove, his now rock
hard staff glistening with her spit as it moved in and out of her
oral cavity.
"Stop slave, and stand up.", Mike ordered her.
"Yes, Master.", Cathy quickly replied while standing up.
Her legs were so cramped she could barely move after
kneeling so long. But she stood before him as steady as she
could, ready for his next instruction.
I wonder what he'll have me do next, she thought to herself?
END
CHAPTER ONE B