Chapter 10 Captured

Jack obtains recordings to blackmail Helen.

The next day, Jack decided that he would wait a few days, while continuing to tease Helen with the vibrator, to get her absolutely desperate so that he could record her in the most lewd and sexual way possible, a recording that Helen would do anything to keep from going public.

Meanwhile, Helen, who was still in search of new stimuli and to play more with her fantasies of submission and slavery, received a package she had ordered a few days earlier. As soon as she received it, Helen took it down to the basement, which had been set up as a small gymnasium, although it also had a sofa and a low table, unpacked it, and set it up in a few minutes. It was a large cage for big dogs. She put a mat inside, undressed, and climbed inside. She closed the door and began to imagine that she was a slave locked up by her master, who came every night to fuck her, sometimes bringing friends to fuck her too. The image aroused her, and she brought her hands to her sex, meeting the hard surface of the chastity belt. The feeling of not being able to cum, of depending on her master’s permission to climax, excited her even more, and Helen felt her vagina grow even wetter and her fluids oozing out onto the belt. She pinched her nipples hard, cruelly, trying futilely to get a stimulation that would allow her to orgasm, but to no avail as always.

In the end, after many minutes of trying, exhausted and with sore breasts, she told herself that the next time the box with the keys was opened, she would masturbate inside the cage to exhaustion. For the next few days, Helen went down to the basement daily, undressed, put on the collar and handcuffs, and climbed into the cage, imagining scenes where she was a prisoner, or a slave, and where she was fucked over and over again by rough, muscular men.

One of the times, to make the feeling of helplessness and confinement even greater, once inside the cage, she locked the door with a padlock, the key to which she had put in a container of water that she had frozen. She had the container within reach but had to wait several hours until the ice melted and she could get the key, open the padlock, and get out of the cage. She came out more excited than ever.

When PerverseMaster summoned her one night, she decided that she would surprise him and connect to the video call while inside the cage. Helen was not only excited by the idea of presenting herself to her remote master inside a cage but also hoped that he would be satisfied and allow her to orgasm. There were only four days left until the box with the keys to the chastity belt was opened, but Helen thought she would go mad if she had to endure the four days of unbridled desire that continually overwhelmed her.

When Jack connected to the call and saw Helen naked and inside the cage, his cock instantly became erect; he felt it hard as a rock. Imagining that he would soon be able to physically come into contact with that beautiful body was like a dream.

Jack greeted her with, “Good evening, slave. I see you have bought a cage. That pleases me very much.”

“Good evening, Master. Thank you, Master,” Helen replied, feeling proud.

Although Jack had thought in any case that the next day he would let her have an orgasm so that he could record her, Jack used the cage as an excuse, “Your efforts to satisfy me by buying that cage are very satisfying to me, so tomorrow I will let you cum.”

“Thank you, Master,” Helen replied, excited at the prospect.

“But you’ll have to earn it like last time.’”

“How, Master?” asked Helen uncertainly.

“You will have to strip completely naked in your office, put on your handcuffs and collar, and obey me in everything.”

“But Master, I may be discovered,” she replied.

“It doesn’t have to happen, just as it didn’t happen last time. Think of what you will enjoy when I grant it to you; think of the reward,” Jack replied, activating the vibrator slightly to overcome Helen’s resistance.

He stood for a while watching as her body, kneeling inside the cage, trembled and shuddered more and more each time. Helen had closed her eyes and was enjoying the vibration that stimulated her eager vagina and aroused clitoris.

Jack continued to play deftly for a while, turning the power up and down and changing the program to bring her closer to climax, to near orgasm, but without letting her reach it.

Finally, he stopped the vibrator, and she opened her eyes in surprise, torn from the cloud she was in.

“Well, do you want me to give you an orgasm tomorrow?” said Jack.

“Please, Master, I’ll do anything you ask,” Helen replied in a desperate voice.

“All right, slave. Tomorrow at 11 o’clock we will have the next video call, and you will have your reward. Don’t forget to bring your handcuffs, collar, and dildo.”

“Thank you, Master,” replied Helen, a second before Jack cut off the communication.

The next day, Helen bagged everything PerverseMaster had ordered, as well as the mask from the previous time, and stuffed the bag into a purse of her choice, slightly larger than usual.

On arrival, Helen asked Kate to rearrange her schedule, as she had an urgent telephone meeting at 11am, and not to be disturbed during the meeting.

When the time came, Helen locked the door and pulled down the blinds so that she could not be seen from other buildings; then she undressed completely, naturally leaving only the chastity belt that she could not remove, put on the ankle and wrist cuffs, the collar, and the mask, knelt down, as she assumed PerverseMaster expected, just as she did at home, and connected to the call.

Jack did not connect on time; he made her wait as he wanted to make her nervous and increase Helen’s eagerness to cum, although he himself was impatient, thinking that probably from that day on he would be able to enjoy Helen’s body. Jack connected 10 minutes late, when Helen was already fidgeting impatiently in her place, on her knees on the floor.

“Hello, Master,” Helen greeted.

“Hello slave, I see you have obeyed me.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Are you eager to cum?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Before I give you an orgasm, I want to go over your situation with you.”

“Yes, Master.”

“How long have you had the chastity belt on?”

“27 days, Master.”

“You can’t take it off, can you?”

“You know I can’t, Master. I don’t have access to the keys, Master.”

“And you haven’t been able to cum in that time?”

“Only once, Master.”

“Then I’m sure you’re desperate to cum, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“You’re a horny slut desperate to cum, aren’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“And how could you have that one orgasm with the belt on?”

“Because I’m wearing a vibrator under my belt, Master.”

“Then why didn’t you cum more often?”

“Because you control the vibrator in my pussy, Master.”

“But I don’t just activate it to make you cum, do I? I activate it many times a little bit until you’re about to cum, right?”

“Yes, Master.”

“And to have an orgasm, you have to earn it, don’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“And what have you done to earn it before?”

“The time before, I masturbated with a dildo in my ass in this very office, until you turned the vibrator on really hard and I had an orgasm.”

“And what have you done other times?”

“I had to give blowjobs to strangers to earn my orgasm, Master.”

“How many men have you given blowjobs to?”

“Two, Master.”

“Wasn’t it three?”

“Sorry, Master. It was three.”

“And where did they cum?”

“In my mouth and on my face, Master.”

Jack activated the vibrator quite hard, pushing Helen to orgasm, and kept asking her, “And did you like it?”

“No, Master. It was humiliating.”

“But you did. I’ve seen the recordings.”

“Yes, Master. I had to obey you to earn my orgasm.”

“Do you like obeying me and humiliating yourself?” asked Jack, increasing the power of the vibrator and asking questions faster and faster.

Helen was becoming increasingly desperate and aroused, her head pounding, dominated by an irresistible desire to reach the orgasm that was always close but just out of reach. Her eyes were closed to focus on the pleasure she felt in her soaking wet vagina. Her breasts were swollen and turgid, her nipples hard and tight. Her nostrils were flared wide open, increasing the amount of air entering her lungs, as what was coming through her gasping, half-open mouth was not enough for what her body needed, her heart racing as if she were running a marathon.

She managed to reply, almost inaudibly, “Yes, Master.”

“You’d do anything for an orgasm, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, Master. Anything,” Helen replied, her voice cracking, desire overriding any rationality.

“You would suck the cocks of all your co-workers?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Would you let them fuck you?”

“Yes, Master,” Helen gasped.

“And let them all fuck you in the ass?”

“Yessssss, Masteeeerrrr...” Helen answered in a choked voice, shuddering and collapsing to the floor, as a powerful orgasm swept through her from head to toe. She lay writhing on the floor, feeling an immense wave of pleasure spread from her sex. The pleasure was greater than almost anything she could remember. Gradually she began to relax, but the vibrator continued to work, and she felt another orgasm begin to form inside her until, once again, the pleasure burst forth and flooded her like a torrent. Helen writhed on the floor, moaning and kneading her breasts to heighten the pleasure and squeeze the most out of the delicious sensations that were sweeping through her.

Jack looked at her with cold eyes, thinking that he already had her in his hands. Although during the call Helen had her blindfold on, with the cameras Mark had set up, Helen would be seen stripping in her own office and cumming like a bitch. Jack was sure that Helen would do anything to keep the video of her humiliating herself and saying that she would be able to fuck all her colleagues from being made public.

Jack told himself that, if the recording were made public, it would be impossible for her to work from then on. He thought that, in addition, there might be rules in her company prohibiting the use of her time for erotic activities.

He continued to watch as she chained orgasm after orgasm, growing weaker and weaker, until Helen was barely moving. Jack then cut off the communication.

Helen recovered little, feeling exhausted and drained. After removing her handcuffs and the rest of the items she had used in the session, she went to wash in her private bathroom, as she felt sweaty. She dressed quickly, as she saw that she was already late for her next meeting, and had just time to read a message from PerverseMaster saying, ‘Next session will be when the box with the keys is opened; send me a message with the exact date and time.’

That night, Helen sent the details requested by PerverseMaster; she figured he wanted to have a special session and maybe watch her masturbate or play some of the kinky games he loved so much.

Also that night, Jack called Mark and asked him to remove the webcam cards and give them to him. When Mark went to clean up in the building, he replaced the cards with empty ones. They met the next day in a bar, and Mark handed Jack the cards containing the recordings of the last few days. Being presence-activated cameras, they contained many hours of footage, although fortunately for Jack, as Helen had many meetings outside her office, the cards had not been filled. When Jack reviewed the recordings at home and found those of the session with Helen, in full colour and with good sound, showing Helen undressing and having multiple orgasms while uttering obscenities, he was happy. He was sure he had closed the noose around his prey.

When the day arrived, Jack got in his car and drove to Helen’s address. As he had calculated, he arrived a few minutes before the hour. He parked almost in front of her house and waited just five minutes past the hour to give her time to undress and put on the handcuffs and collar and also to make her impatient with the delay.

Then he went to Helen’s door and rang the doorbell. She, who was on her knees and naked except for her chastity belt, hood, handcuffs, and collar, and connected to the video call, ignored the doorbell, thinking it would be some salesman. But Jack persisted and insisted on ringing until Helen, angry at the interruption, removed her hood, put on a bathrobe and slippers, and went to open the door.

When she opened the door, Helen was met by a stranger of medium height, with brown hair and partially bald, somewhat overweight, dressed in jeans and a shirt, with a backpack. She said hurriedly, “Look, I can’t attend to you right now; I’m very busy.”

“I think you can attend to me, Helen,” Jack said, with a smile.

Helen was momentarily surprised that the man knew her name, but she thought that nowadays, all companies pass on customer data, so she insisted firmly, “I’m very busy; maybe another day I can spare you a few minutes, but today I can’t.”

“If Helen can’t attend to me, I think Kajira2000 can spare a few minutes for PerverseMaster,” Jack replied firmly, but still smiling.

When Helen heard those words, she went pale, and her legs trembled; she almost fainted. She didn’t understand what was happening; what had the man said? How did he know she was Kajira2000? Was he Perversemaster? How had he found her?