Chapter 9: The Hunt

PerverseMaster initiates the ‘hunt’ to identify Kajira2000 and ‘deepen’ their bond.

Jack masturbated several times watching Kajira2000’s latest video. Watching that beauty give a blowjob to a stranger, with her face covered in cum, and all because he ordered her to, turned Jack on like he had never been before. He decided that remote sessions weren’t enough; he had to enjoy her in person, make her give him a blowjob like he’d seen her do, or better yet, fuck her; even fuck her beautiful ass.

He had once suggested a face-to-face encounter, but she had flatly refused. He thought the only option was to identify her and get her name and address; however, on reflection, he thought that would not be enough; if he told her he knew who she was, she would break up with him, and Jack would be left with nothing. So he came to the conclusion that what he had to do was to get to know where she lived and where she worked and then record her in some session. With that, he could blackmail her and force her to have a session in person. He could even push her limits and do more extreme things.

Jack became obsessed with this idea, with having a slave at his disposal. In fact, he said to himself, why not have her at his disposal 24 hours a day?

From that moment on, Jack had no other objective, and that thought absorbed him all day, whether he was working, watching TV, eating, or sleeping. For the moment, what he knew was that the IP of her computer indicated that she lived in the same city, and the brand of her car, since in one of the recordings while she was giving a blowjob in the car, the logo of the brand of the car on the steering wheel was visible for a few seconds.

Jack checked the videos to see if any of them showed a picture of Kajira2000’s face on the wall or on the bedside table, or any other identifying information, but to no avail. In the end, he thought that the next sessions or tasks he set her should be in other rooms of the house or at work to see if he could find any clues.

Jack received several messages from Kajira2000 asking if he could grant her the orgasm she had earned. Jack replied that they would have another session that night, and he would let her cum, but this time he wanted the session to be in her living room.

That night, Helen waited naked on the carpet in front of the sofa in her living room, with the computer placed next to the television. She had checked that no photos or personal information were visible on the webcam. A picture of her graduation and another with her parents were partially visible when she tested the computer, so she put them face down on the shelf they were on.

That night, after the video call began, Jack activated the vibrator and kept it on low power to tease Helen for a while as he tried to see if he could find any clues in the room, but he couldn’t see anything. Meanwhile, Helen, on her knees, ran her hands all over her body and fondled her breasts, waiting for her long-awaited orgasm.

Jack also, to provoke her further, asked her, “Slave, when you recorded the last video, when you started it already looked like you had a face full of cum. What happened?”

“The man I gave the blowjob to stopped the recording, so I had to repeat it again, Master,” Helen replied, embarrassed.

“Ha, ha. So, did you have to suck that man’s cock twice?”

“No, he called a friend, and I sucked him, Master.”

“What a slut! You like blowing strangers; you can’t get enough.”

“It was just so I could record myself and have an orgasm, Master,” Helen replied, increasingly humiliated.

“You’d do anything to cum, wouldn’t you? You’re an insatiable little slut.”

“No, Master ... Yes ... I don’t know.”

Finally, Jack slowly turned up the power of the vibrator, pushing Helen to orgasm. When he saw Helen begin to shudder and gasp rapidly, he increased the power to give her the final thrust and watched as she let out a guttural moan, her body shuddering. Just then, Jack stopped the vibrator, ruining Helen’s orgasm.

She was shocked and disappointed. She had expected to have an intense and exhausting string of orgasms until she was satiated like last time and was met with a disappointing orgasm. She looked up at him pleadingly, “Please, Master.”

“For tonight you have had enough, slave. And besides, in a few days you can access the keys and remove your chastity belt.”

She insisted and begged him to let her have another orgasm, but he ignored her and cut off communication.

When the day came for the box to be opened, Helen ran home, took off her chastity belt, and masturbated repeatedly, with her hand, with the vibrator, with the dildo, with everything she had until she was totally exhausted, her vagina soaked and sore, her body sweaty, but with an insurmountable feeling of satisfaction.

She hesitated to schedule the opening of the box again for a month and decided that she would. The pleasure she was getting lately and the continuous excitement were something addictive that she didn’t want to give up.

A new month inside the belt began again, and again PerverseMaster randomly activated the belt, sometimes several times in a row, sometimes without activation for several days; occasionally strong and brief, occasionally low-powered but for a long time.

What did happen every time was that they would leave Helen very aroused and unable to reach orgasm. In addition, they had video calls two or three times a week, where Jack would masturbate while enjoying watching Helen naked and writhing under the stimulation of the vibrator, desperate to cum.

In one of the sessions, when Jack felt that Helen had been desperate enough for days, he said to her, “Slave, I’ll let you cum if you make a video call from where you work and masturbate with the dildo up your ass.”

“I can’t do that!”

“Why not? Can’t you find a quiet place or go to the bathroom? Or don’t you have an office of your own? Or maybe you’d rather go the whole month without cumming? And remember, it’s Master.”

“Sorry. Master. Yes, I have my own office, Master.”

“That’s it then,” Jack said triumphantly.

“But I can get caught, Master,” Helen replied, trying to defend herself.

“You bolt the door, and that’s it. If you don’t do that, I won’t let you cum.”

“I don’t know; I have to think about it. I don’t dare, Master.”

“I’m in no hurry,” Jack replied, closing the subject. He was convinced that Kajira2000 would eventually give in.

Sure enough, after a few days, Helen, in desperation, found a gap in her schedule and sent him a message saying that they would have a session that morning at 11am from her office.

On receiving the message, Jack was pleased. Maybe now he could find out where Kajira2000 worked and tighten the noose. He also liked the control he had over Kajira2000 and that she was so aroused and eager to cum that she agreed to his demands.

That morning, Helen grabbed a large bag to put in the dildo, lube, and the mask she had used when she videotaped herself giving the blowjobs.

When the time came, Helen locked her office and told her secretary not to pass her calls. She then placed the mobile phone on the desk, switched on the camera, and checked that there was nothing to identify her or the company, such as logos or names.

Helen had last-minute doubts and almost cancelled the whole thing; masturbating and cumming in her office was something she had never done before, and she was afraid of being discovered somehow. She didn’t even want to think about the embarrassment she would go through, but the truth was that she was desperate and willing to do anything to cum. That last period had been very strange and exciting.

On the other hand, she had to admit that since she had been wearing the chastity belt, she had tried more than once to masturbate in the office, desperate to have an orgasm. She had pinched her aroused nipples, kneaded her breasts, and caressed her thighs, trying to reach that climax that was always just out of reach. On those occasions she had only managed to end up more desperate and turned on than at the beginning.

Finally, after some hesitation, Helen decided that she didn’t care and would go ahead; she needed to cum. She took off her panties, put on the mask, lubed up the dildo, and logged on to the video call.

PerverseMaster was already connected, and the first thing he ordered her to do was to unbutton her blouse and remove her bra. Helen reluctantly complied, slowly removing her blouse and bra until she was topless in just her skirt.

Next, Jack ordered her to put the dildo up her ass.

Helen leaned forward in her desk chair and slowly placed the tip of the dildo at the entrance to her anus. She pushed firmly until the tip of the dildo penetrated the inside of her, dilating her sphincter muscles. She continued to push slowly, occasionally pulling back a few centimeters to reinsert herself deeper each time, until the base of the dildo was pressed against her buttocks.

When Jack saw that she had the dildo all the way in, he activated the vibrator. Helen gasped and began to squirm. She closed her eyes and let herself be carried away by the sensations. Jack noticed that she had stopped moving the dildo in her ass, and he stopped the vibrator, which caused Helen to resume her actions and continue to thrust the toy in and out of her ass. Helen felt humiliated at having to do this, but she was desperate for an orgasm after so much excitement and determined to climax at any cost. Jack activated the vibrator again, increasing the power until he saw Helen’s breathing quicken, her perky breasts flushed like her face, rising and falling in time with her breathing.

Helen let herself be carried away by the pleasure, already forgetting where she was, no longer ashamed and worried about having an orgasm in her own office, separated by a wall from her secretary and other colleagues, only longing to cum. She felt her soaking wet vagina begin to contract in the beginning of a powerful orgasm, and suddenly, she burst into a wave of pleasure that engulfed her. She had to put her hand to her mouth to muffle a moan that she couldn’t stop from escaping her lips. It was a single orgasm, not linked with others as usual, perhaps because she was in the office, but it was very, very intense.