Chapter 9

Debra looked into the darkness, thinking back to the humiliation of the flight back from Nevada. After she had been forced to follow the first jerk into the bathroom on the plane she was forced to stay there while one after another a total of five more men entered and used her. She was already on her knees when the second jerk had entered the cramped room causing more than a little difficulty for him as he tried to squeeze into the cramped cabin.

She bumped her head on the lip of the sink, as she tried to move out of his way. Her legs cramped up, as she knelt giving him head. She was then forced to sit on the sink while he rammed his cock into her cunt, her arm had slipped from the side of the sink and fallen into the sink. She had found herself holding onto the top of the cabin while trying to keep her balance as he ravaged her mercilessly. He had pulled the thin sundress from her shoulders so he could grope her chest as he defiled her. When he finished he forced her to clean their fluids from his cock with her tongue. As she cleaned him of the juices there had been a distinctive knock at the door. They asshole had opened the door while she was knelt down with his dick in her mouth. It had been the first jerk who told him to have her stay in for more entertainment when they finished.

The second jerk did just exactly that telling her not to leave the room tell he came back to get her. When he finally left she felt abused and used her head throbbing, wrist sprained and legs cramping. The good new had been the next two men who'd entered the restroom had come in ready to fuck so at least she hadn't had to kneel down and blow them. The fifth and final asshole had made her turn around before he entered the cramped compartment and taken her in the ass roughly. He had pulled her roughly to him with by her breast as he viciously and vigorously emptied his seed into her bowels. When the fifth bastard finally left her abused and dripping semen from both her ass and cunt she collapsed to the floor of the lavatory prison she had been confined to for over and hour now. Although she had no way of knowing it the news of her activity had now spread throughout the planes forward compartment and all eyes had focused on the bathroom door curious to see just how many men would enter while she was still in the room.

Her first assailant was next to enter the room and he immediately reached past her and into the corner of the tight compartment pulling down the small video camera that Debra had never noticed. He told her to clean up and get back to her seat before he left her alone with her thoughts. She had left the lavatory with her head down and never noticed the eyes passengers fixed on her, as she returned to her seat in shame. She had thankfully been allowed to fall asleep when she returned to her seat and slept for the rest of the flight.

When they left the airport she had been seated in the back of a white panel van as one of her tormentors had her watch a movie off a laptop computer. She had closed her eyes and turned her head when she saw the first image on the screen. But her tormentors had made their demands clear she was to open her eyes and watch the sickening scenes played out on the screen before her. She hesitantly followed their orders and focused on the screen in front of her. She watched clip after clip of her activities for the week. She found the scenes being played before her sickening and was even more troubled by images of her behavior she had no recollection of having done. Like the clip of one man after another pulling their dicks from her cunt or ass and shooting there seed onto her face and into her open mouth as she looked on glossy eyed. She was once again in tears, head in her hands by the time they had placed the leather hood over her face. She was then lead from the van into a building of some kind she could hear music in the distance and voices from all around but when a door was closed silence had fallen over the room she was in.

Finally she felt a hand on the hood and then it was removed. She was in and office of some type with her two tormentors.

"Look Bitch we're at the club O.K. now the owner he is going to come in here and explain something's about the club to you. You had better answer every question right or else those videos you saw will be seen by your whole damn family you got me Bitch?" he asked.

"Yea. Yea I understand ok" she answered in a defeated voice.

"Good! You do everything you're told to in the next seventy two hours and you get to go home and put this part of your life behind you." He said with a chuckle.

She turned her head to the sounds of the door opening. In walked an older gray haired man who looked distinguished and very much in charge of all things around him. He walked in front of her and looked her over from head to toe.

"Okay Debra is it. Your Master here tells me you're here on your own free will as his willing slave. Is that right?" He asked sternly.

"Um Yes that sounds about right." She said.

"What?" the man asked back in an insulted tone.

"I said yes. Yes that's right." She said defensively afraid she had already made a mistake.

"Oh I see." He said now quite upset "Well slave I don't know how your Master has trained you but if you're going to be in my dungeon you will always address any man as Master. You understand that Slave." He said grabbing her chin harshly.

"Oh yes, yes Master I understand Master." She said trying her best to get in his graces.

"Good that's better. Now show your new Master your talents and blow me while I explain how things work in my dungeon slave." He said taking a seat in a large leather chair as he looked into her eyes.

Debra quickly lowered her gaze not able to look him in the eyes. She dropped to her knees and moved to his crotch. As she unbuttoned his trousers and unzipped his fly he began to speak.

"I have 4 types of people here in my dungeon they are Slaves, Masters, Contractors, and employees. You will be a slave here if you so desire. Your Master has asked that I take you under my care for the next three days I have agreed to do so with the understanding you will perform as I expect of my slaves." He said as she began to bob her head up and down on his cock trying her best to please him fearing what not satisfying him might mean.

"What I expect of my slaves is simple complete submission and obedience. You will simply do everything asked of you instantly and without hesitation. I have an understanding with your master that I am free to do anything with you I please what I need to know is if you agree to that or not, for though you may be a slave I am afraid slavery is illegal in this fine country and I being a law abiding citizen uphold the law. So tell me slave do you agree to do anything you are told to do for the next seventy two hours of your own free will or not?" he asked as he pulled her head by her hair.

"Yes Master. Whatever you wish." She said passively wincing from the pain of having her hair pulled.

"Excellent stand and bend over the desk Slave." He said. As she stood he pulled the dress up and off her body before allowing her to bend over the desk.

He began slapping his dick on her ass while he directed her "Master" to open the desk drawer and fill out the contract in it. While he began filling out information on the paper the gray haired man slid his cock into her sex from behind.

"I see your Master makes sure you are used regularly." he said as his dick slid into her recently fucked cunt. "Good you will adjust to your stay here well then. Now back to what I expect of slaves here in my dungeon. Slaves have no say here, they are at the complete and total control of all Masters. Slaves like you are identified by a black leather collar all my slaves wear. I have several contractors in my club they wear red collars, and are women here alone of there own free choice and can accept to be with any Master they choose a luxury slaves are not given. They only have to perform the tasks they are willing to, giving me a portion of what ever gratuities they receive from a Master. There are then my employees who see to the needs of my visiting Masters they wear silver collars and take care of food, drink and security here in the club they are not required to do anything except their job. I tell you all this incase you are interested in returning to my little club." He said as he continued a steady pace of sawing into her sex.

"Finally there are Masters they are fellow slave owners or just men who enjoy the company of submissive women and can afford my will shall we call it a membership fee. What I have here is a very exclusive group of people some of the most elite men in the city visit my dungeon and sample my offerings. They expect complete obedience from slaves. Do you understand what I have told you Slave?" he asked still moving in and out of her.

"Yes. Oooh Yes master." She answered as she grunted from his thrust. She was completely humiliated having to behave this way for a complete stranger.

"Good sign the contract acknowledging your acceptance to be my slave." He said maintaining his pace inside her.

She arched her back as she leaned up to sign the paper presented to her as this new master continued to thrust into her from behind.

As soon as she signed the paper her new master pushed a button on the desk and spoke out commandingly. "Come and get her she's ready." He finished speaking and hit the button again, as he pulled his cock free of her sex. His cock fell onto her ass as it jetted a steam of semen on her bare back while she lay across the desk.

He stepped away from her as two hooded men wearing silver collars entered the room. The first man pulled Debra's head up from the desk by her hair as the second man place a thin black leather collar around her neck locking it in place with a small padlock. She was then lifted from the desk and led from the room a man holding each arm.