Chapter 11: New Life

Helen’s new life

The next day, the alarm clock went off, and Helen woke up from her restless night.

Still bound, Helen asked Jack to untie her so she could go to the bathroom. He uncuffed her from the headboard, and Helen went to the bathroom to pee. As she sat on the toilet, she noticed how a copious amount of the semen Jack had discharged into her vagina slipped out, along with some of the fluids she herself had generated. She felt embarrassed as she remembered how she had come as he fucked her. She had come while being fucked by a stranger she wasn’t attracted to and with whom she didn’t want sex; Helen didn’t understand what was happening to her. Everything was spiralling out of control. Her fantasy was becoming dangerously real: she had to obey this man and have sex with him whenever he demanded it. She also thought she would have to start taking contraceptives. She didn’t even want to think about getting pregnant by this guy on top of everything else.

She got up from the toilet and decided she needed a shower. She stepped into the shower and let the hot water cleanse her and relax her muscles. Suddenly, she noticed the shower screen open, and Jack stepped in.

Jack poured soap on his hands and began to soap her, running his hands all over her body. Helen let herself be soaped, enjoying the feel of his hands sliding all over her skin, caressing her breasts and ass, and sliding between her legs. If she closed her eyes and forgot about the man, it was actually a very pleasant and arousing sensation.

At one point, Jack took the handcuffs that Helen still had on her wrists, put them back together and pulled her wrists up until he hooked the chain that attached the handcuffs to the shower holder. Helen was left in a forced position, all stretched out, having to stand on her tiptoes so as not to hang entirely by her wrists. Jack took the opportunity to start groping her, now in a totally lustful and sexual way. He squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples and slid a finger along Helen’s vaginal lips as he said, “This pussy is waiting for me, isn’t it? You want your master to fuck you again, don’t you?”

Helen didn’t answer, knowing it was useless, that whatever she said, he would do with her body as he pleased. Jack’s soapy finger kept stroking the entrance to Helen’s vagina and massaging her clitoris, turning Helen on more and more. Finally Jack inserted a finger into Helen’s vagina and began to pump with his finger while his palm firmly massaged her clitoris.

Helen began to feel very aroused and felt that again he was going to bring her to orgasm, much to her dismay. However, Jack suddenly pulled his hand away, grabbed Helen’s thighs, pulled them up and apart, placed his erect cock at the entrance to her sex and thrust sharply, penetrating her all the way in with one thrust; Helen let out a moan, a mixture of pain, surprise and pleasure. Jack let go of Helen’s thighs, and to hold herself in place so that the penetration would not be too intense, she clamped her legs around his waist. He began to pump, moving his hips with impetus, fucking her enthusiastically until he came quickly and stopped moving.

Helen was terribly frustrated. The feel of Jack’s hot cum invading her excited sex had brought her even closer to the climax she was about to reach, but not close enough. She tried to grab him with her thighs to keep him from pulling away and tried to rub and stimulate herself until she came, but he pulled away and said, “My little slut likes to cum, doesn’t she? She needs a cock in her cunt all the time. Don’t worry; now I’ll put the vibrator back in before I close your chastity belt.”

Helen moaned in desperation, but there was nothing she could do. Jack released her handcuffs, and she was able to finish showering under the watchful eye of Jack, who, as he dried himself, watched her to prevent her from masturbating and reaching her desired orgasm. Jack watched her as she inserted the vibrator and put on the chastity belt. When Helen closed the lock on the belt, she thought that from now on, she would no longer have the key; the keys would be in Jack’s hands, thus taking full possession of her sex and her pleasure.

Helen quickly got dressed for work, as she was running late and didn’t have time for breakfast. Jack told her that he would be leaving later.

When she argued that the house could not be left unlocked, he told her not to worry, that he would lock up with the house key that Helen had to give him and with the alarm activation key that Helen had to give him as well.

Helen felt the situation getting more and more out of control: from now on, this man would be able to enter her house whenever he wanted to; but in any case, she could not say no. The threat of publication of the videos, especially the one of her office, where her face could be seen, was still hanging over her head. Resigned, she gave him everything he asked for and left for work.

Jack used the time he had the house at his disposal to explore the house, to check Helen’s sex toys and the cage from which she had once connected, and, above all, for what was his main purpose, to put cameras in her bedroom. Once finished, Jack left and met up with Mark, with whom he had agreed to give a key to Helen’s belt so that Mark could access it in the office, as well as install the app and give him permissions on the remote control vibrator.

That day was very confusing for Helen. Her mind was not focused on her work, and she was barely able to concentrate. She kept thinking about the quagmire she was in and how to get out of it. She was also trying to understand why she had become aroused or had orgasms from forced sex. The fact that Jack had left her on the verge of cumming didn’t help her at all. She felt very aroused, and erotic images and fantasies of submission and bondage kept coming to her mind.

In the afternoon, just before work ended, she received a message from PerverseMaster: ‘Don’t leave work; wait for a visitor to arrive.’

Helen said goodbye to Kate, telling her not to worry, that she could leave and that she, Helen, would stay to go over some contracts.

After a long time, when the building had fallen silent, one of the cleaners appeared, as they usually did their job when everyone else had left.

Without looking away from the screen, Helen said, “Good evening. Sorry, I’m still working. Please save this office for last.”

The person who had entered answered her, entering and closing the office door, “I don’t think so, Kajira2000. I have tasks to do here.”

Hearing the reference to her alias, Helen winced and looked up. Before her stood one of the cleaners. He was a very tall, broad-shouldered, strong man with a red face, short hair, a beard, and a lot of hair all over his body. His face showed little intelligence, something Helen had noticed when she had once questioned him.

Helen weakly tried to defend herself, “I don’t know what you mean. Please go away.”

But Mark replied, “Jack sent me. I am Mark. I work with him. I’m the one who set up the cameras.”

Helen realised that, with a hurricane of ideas sweeping through her head, she had forgotten to check where the cameras that had recorded her in her office might be hidden.

Increasingly nervous, Helen asked, “What do you want?”

“Play a little, isn’t it obvious?” replied Mark, with a menacing smile. Then he pulled out his mobile phone and started fiddling with it.

Suddenly, Helen’s vibrator came to life and began to vibrate with such force that she had to hold on to the desk.

Mark stood watching her with delight as she struggled with her eyes closed. The vibrator pushed her inexorably to orgasm, and there was nothing she could do about it. Helen closed her eyes and let herself be carried away by the intense sensations. Her nipples grew hard and she began to breathe sharply, her chest rising and falling. Her cheeks were flushed, and she gasped through her half-open mouth. She could feel the climax approaching, pushing her closer and closer, getting nearer and nearer.

She began to contract her vaginal muscles, pressing down on the vibrator and increasing the stimulation. Helen could feel the orgasm at her fingertips; she was about to cum, on the verge of climax, and suddenly the vibrator stopped.

Helen moaned in desperation, opened her eyes and looked at Mark, who said, “Don’t worry; you’ll cum with a real cock. Come over here and suck me.”

Helen got up, walked over to where Mark was, in the middle of the office, and knelt down in front of him. She unzipped his trousers and pulled down his trousers and pants. Before her stood a huge, already erect cock, proportional to the gigantic size of this Cro-Magnon-looking man.

She grabbed the cock and began to lick it from bottom to top. When the shaft was all wet, she brought the tip to her lips and tried to take it into her mouth. It was a huge cock, and she had to stretch her lips as far as she could to get the tip in. She took as much as she could into her mouth and then started to move her head back and forth, pushing the cock as far in as she could and withdrawing it until only the tip was left between her lips.

Mark was enjoying the sensation of having that high ranking woman kneeling in front of him and sucking his cock. It was a double pleasure, not only the physical pleasure of feeling the warmth and wetness of her mouth around his cock but also the mental pleasure of seeing this woman, way above him in the company’s organisation chart, humiliiating herself before him and obeying him in everything he wanted.

After a while, Mark grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up. He took a key from his pocket and unlocked the chastity belt and removed it and the vibrator. He then roughly guided Helen onto the top of her desk, her breasts flattened against the surface of the furniture and her arse in the air. Mark pushed her legs apart with his own, reached behind her and, with one thrust, entered her fully.

Although, fortunately, she was very wet and dilated after the stimulation of the vibrator, Helen had to cover her mouth to stifle a scream at the sudden intrusion of that huge member in her vagina. She felt the shaft push its way inside her, stretching the walls of her canal and touching her cervix.

Mark held her hips in his hands and began to fuck her brutally. He thrust his huge cock in and out and stimulated the entire inside of her sex. To Helen’s mind came the image of the warriors that appeared in the stories of Gor’s world. This image of her helplessly being fucked by a muscular warrior, coupled with the excitement that had built up since the denied orgasm in the shower and the stimulation of the vibrator in the last few minutes, sent her into an orgasm as unstoppable and powerful as a speeding freight train.

She began to tremble, shudder and moan as the pleasure spread throughout her body. All the while, Mark continued to fuck her with pleasure, working his huge cock deep inside her body, pumping furiously, until he too reached climax. He began spurting thick streams of semen into Helen, who came again at the sensation. It seemed that his semen was endless. His cock kept twitching and spurting a fresh release of the viscous, burning liquid, filling Helen’s vagina. Given the thickness of the shaft, which completely filled Helen’s soft canal and stretched her labia, the semen had nowhere to exit and began to fill Helen’s vagina and advance through her cervix into her uterus.