Asurie's Experiences

Ending # 3: Asurie's Revenge

9 Days later...

"Oh... I'm afraid she's still got a bit of a rebellious streak in her." Taylor sighs out wistfully to a tall, brown haired man standing in her doorway. "She still has the guts to speak her mind sometimes and I still catch her cursing under her breath or spitting when told to swallow... terrible pain, I'm afraid. She does follow orders quite promptly now though, I've just about shocked all her hesitation out of her."

"She needs that rebellious streak scared out of her still." The man mutters, glancing to the floor where Taylor's boy toy kneels in his puppy outfit and a drink held in his hands. "I want her as repulsed to the idea as your little pet is."

"Ohhh, that will take a few more days I'm afraid... still, I'm pleased with her progress." Taylor replies, picking up her drink and taking a long sip. With a satisfied 'ah', she turns to the man again and smirks. "Would you care to test her out, Master Richards?" The man cracks a smirk and crosses his arms.

"I get the sense this offer isn't nearly as spontaneous as you phrased it, Mistress Taylor." The man says with a smirk, shutting the front door behind him.

"I do enjoy showing off my work..." Taylor says with a widening grin, biting the rim of her glass. "She's in the guest bedroom."

"You're a wonderful host." The Master says with a chuckle, walking past Taylor with a smooth stride and heading right for the bedroom. One quick flight of stairs and he soon finds himself standing in the doorway with a grin, the girl bound in preparation for him. He shuts the door and licks his lips, looking over the stool-like contraption she's in. Asurie's poor head is covered almost completely by a leather hood save her nose, mouth and chin. The girl breathes nervously and blindly, her head tilted backwards and fitted into the bottom of a narrow seat with her arms attached to the sides of it under her elbows, her upper arms resting freely on the seat. Below the seat though, a series of harnesses and ropes juts her lower body outward, legs practically tied at her sides and her hips sticking out lewdly, each hole filled with a plastic dildo humming on low. The man nods approvingly and calmly removes his shoes, pants and briefs, walking right up to the chair.

"That woman certainly knows what I like." He says with a smirk, gripping the girl's unresisting wrists and lifting them out of the way of the seat. "Lick and stroke." He commands firmly, turning and sitting down, settling his bottom onto her face and guiding her hands to his shaft. Asurie gasps in revulsion from beneath his rump but fear kicks in almost immediately, forcing her mouth to open wide over his hole and her hand to grip his shaft firmly, stroking him slowly. The master grunts in in pleasure and rests his elbows on his knees, relaxing as he feels the girl's soft tongue flick back and forth over his hole along with her hand easing up and down his already erect shaft. The girl whimpers a little, her mind hazy from the constant vibration in her holes but enough of her head is clear to be both fearful and repulsed by his order, a little shudder going through her body each time the tip of her tongue flicks over his hole. The master groans hungrily again and casually reaches down, gripping the toy buried in her slit and pushing it a bit deeper with his fingertip.

"Not bad... I figured you'd be clawing at me. That weakling of a master doesn't deserve a soft little fuck toy like you." The master says with another hungry groan, lifting her other hand to his shaft and forcing it to wrap around him as well. The girl trembles and quickly picks the pace of her hands up, squeezing and massaging his shaft with both hands as she strokes his cock even faster. He moans darkly and grinds his bottom against her face for a second before relaxing again, hunched over and watching her hips tremble below in the harnesses. "Deeper, bitch. Or I'll find something worse to do than fucking you." He commands suddenly, his tip beginning to trickle a little precum onto Asurie's sliding hands. The girl whimpers beneath his bottom but quickly extends her tongue into his hole, swirling it obediently inside, making him let out another dark moan. With constant prodding from the master, her hands speed up over time, twisting and rubbing all the right spots as they glide up and down his throbbing shaft, the master letting out deep and slow pants the faster she goes. After what seems like ages, Asurie suddenly feels his hips tremble on her mouth and a hungry moan come from the master. A thick, gooey load of cum spills from his tip, the mess squirting down onto her outstretched belly below and down her fingers as they dutifully slide up and down his shaft. The master's nostrils flare, groaning and letting her stroke until the last drops of cum ooze down her hands. The girl trembles, hand slowing down finally and she lets a whimper out again, the man cruelly staying seated until he's good and ready to move.

"Mmm... Good enough." He says with a grin as he lifts himself off the seat and kneels down in front of Asurie's exposed hips. He smirks and grips the dildo in her ass and eases it out of her slowly. "I don't hear you thanking me." He says threateningly, as the vibrating tip pops from her tightest hole.

"T-thank you sir." Asurie says weakly, blindly staring forward and panting, taking deep breaths of fresh air again, grateful enough to be breathing naturally again that she doesn't even worry about the toy being pulled from her. With firm hands feeling up her thigh and a quiet grunt coming from the master though, she quickly knows what's coming. She takes a shaky breath and bites down on her lip lightly, preparing herself as she feels his thumb spread her poor, puckered hole. Still slick with his cum, the master pushes the end of his shaft into her bottom and eases forward, two hands firmly on her thighs as the long, newly erect shaft impales her helpless ass. He cruelly forces her to take him to the hilt and leans in, hungrily grinding his hips against her bottom, letting her squeeze on the base of his shaft. As he grinds and settles in her hole, Asurie swallows tightly and opens her mouth. "Y-you hate my master, don't you sir?" She says weakly to the ceiling, head still fastened unforgiving in the seat. A palm quickly swats onto her impaled bottom as the master spanks her firmly mid-grind.

"I WILL plug your mouth with that toy if you annoy me, fucktoy." He responds with a threatening grunt as he starts to slide his shaft back and forth in her hole. Asurie moans a little painfully and shudders in her bonds, the man's shaft not particularly small or overly slick. She takes a few more deep breaths as she feels his hands get a tighter grip on her hips, the sliding slowly turning into slow, firm thrusts, hips slapping lightly against her skin. A minute passes as Asurie bites on her lip, trying to focus her head despite the thrusts and forces herself to speak, no matter how fearful of his threat she is.

"I... I hate him too." She manages to get out, panting lightly as the man thrusts. The master grunts and a hand falls from her hip, gripping the end of the freed toy. His thrusts slow as he positions the dildo over her open mouth and starts to lower it, Asurie completely oblivious to it from the hood over her eyes. "I can get rid of him for you." She pants out suddenly, the toy not even an inch above her panting, open lips. The master's eyebrow raises slowly, his hips easing into a slide as he stares at her face, keeping the toy shakily above her mouth as he thinks.

"Explain." He commands firmly, giving her a single rough thrust to drive his impatience home. Asurie gasps out from the thrust, licking her dry lips for a second before talking again.

"I can get evidence... of him breaking the rules of the punishment." She pants out, shuddering in her bonds as she feels the master pick up the pace a little, his shaft swelled inside her now and pumping in and out again.

"I'd need more than that to kick him out." The master grunts with irritation, thrusting harder almost as punishment and lowering the toy down to her lips.

"And of him wanting to flee the cabal with me!" She blurts out quickly, her lips brushing against the tip of the toy as she speaks. The master drives himself inside her up to the hilt again and stares at her face, the girl's lips quivering fearfully. He grinds against her bottom for a few seconds and sets the toy to the side, hand returning to her hip and gripping it to hold her steady as he continues to thrust.

"Explain." He grunts out, thrusting again, getting a bit restless with the constant interruptions.

"I c-can get it on tape. That'll be enough to kick him out, right?" She asks weakly, letting out a loud gasp as his constant thrusts quickly reach that point where it stops hurting and starts feeling really good, juices flowing around the toy and out of her slit despite everything he's done. The master groans with a bit of apprehension, staring at her hooded face.

"Kicking someone out is a pain though. Have to... mmf... keep tabs." He grunts out, freely pounding her helpless bottom, his hips slapping roughly against hers and his pace steadily rising. Asurie swallows back a hard moan and shudders in the restraints, trying to summon up the energy to respond.

"T-then... What if you-... ah... had another mistress to watch him? I could-.. ng.. trade... pla-..." She gasps out suddenly, the thrusts growing more feverish and the toy drawing more juices from her. She claws at the empty seat and moans out fully now, the pounding heating her hips up and swallowing up her senses in a rush of pleasure. As she feels his shaft swell and re-hilt inside her, she shudders and rattles the stool, gripped in a powerful climax as her bottom is flooded with warm seed. The master pants slowly, watching her tremble in the bonds as the last drops of cum squeeze into her clenching hole. He leans in and stares at her face for a moment, waiting for her pants to slow to a reasonable pace, making sure her head isn't clouded before he speaks again.

"I will return tomorrow and fuck you again. If you have the evidence, I'll actually consider this... trading places, if I'm assured your loyalty to the cabal." He says firmly as he finally eases himself from her bottom, standing up as she clenches, dripping a little of his cum on the floor. "If you do not have evidence, I will avail myself of your ass and mouth until I'm exhausted. Understood?" He asks as he grips the toy from the chair and eases it back into her ass where he found it. Asurie groans from being re-impaled and swallows nervously.

"Understood, master." She responds, hearing the master's footsteps as he leaves the room. When the door shuts, she whimpers, knowing she's in trouble if things don't go perfectly. For fifteen minutes she trembles in fear in the harness, desperately trying to think of a good plan. It's only when she hears the door open along with Taylor's laugh does the world fall back into place.

"My my kitten, Master Richards was positively glowing when he left. I think I may give you an hour with my toy when I'm through with him tonight." Taylor says with a laugh, tugging the hood off of Asurie's head and moving to unlatch her from the stool.

"How would you like my master as a slave?" Asurie suddenly asks as her vision is flooded with light again. Slowly, slowly her eyes refocus to see Taylor's face hovering over her own, a stern expression on the mistress' face with just a hint of a tremble.

"If you mock me like this again, I will find a PIG to rut with you, you understand?" She says with nearly unrestrained anger but still a tremble in her voice. Asurie is briefly shocked by her expression but she steels her gut and swallows her fear yet again.

"I'm dead serious, Mistress. Give me a tape recorder, a letter and the night in the punishment stocks again." Asurie says, nearly choking on her words, the risk she's taking piling up exponentially the more she talks. Taylor stares into her face for ages though, her expression shifting from confusion, anger and curiosity.

"...My little kitten either forgot who she's talking to or is quite serious." Taylor says coldly, the latches to the harness suddenly slipping open and Asurie's face falling from the seat, causing her to gasp. The mistress looms over her for a few moments, staring down to Asurie as she looks up hopefully.

"You've got twenty minutes to do what you need to do, kitten. If this happens to pay off for me, that kind of investment is laughable." She says, turning away and striding out of the room. "I'll be using my pet, to pass the time. I expect you to serve us dinner when you're through." The door shuts firmly and Asurie sways for just a moment, breaking into laughter before getting dressed and rushing downstairs.

Later that night...

Again finding herself in the small shed behind one of the community houses, Asurie takes a deep, calming breath, slowly setting herself in the punishment stocks. As she does, Taylor calmly locks the wood over her head and wrists and moves down to her hips with a little coo, fastening her hips and ankles into place.

"Hard to believe you'd be willing to take a lie this far, kitten." Taylor coos out, setting up the tape recorder on the side of a nearby crate. "So I'll stay hopeful. Just remember, if you really were lying I may be tempted to just leave you out here." She threatens, kneeling down to the nearby pile of signs, picking out the one saying simply: 'Talked back. Please fuck.'

"I know mistress." Asurie says weakly, settling into the bonds with a small sigh and nodding her head towards the recorder. "Please make sure that's on."

"Don't mock your mistress' competence." Taylor says with a smirk as she hangs the sign on the stocks below Asurie's neck and slips a ball gag into her mouth. "I'll pick you up in the morning... Have fun." She chimes with a grin as she clicks the record button on the machine and strides away, leaving the girl shivering lightly in the storage shed, hips locked and a small dildo vibrating in her ass. The sun quickly sets on the girl and soon the only light in the world is the single light bulb over the back door of the building, shining just enough light into the shed for a person to see the front of the stocks. Secretly, Asurie had been holding out hope that she'd been set up late enough for no one to be around, but after an hour of rising hopes her heart sinks to see a young man walking out of the back of the house, taking off his chefs hat and glancing over to the shed with an excited look. The young man happily partakes of the girl, eager enough to have a second go with her and polite enough to clean her insides with a provided scrubber afterward. Of course, even climaxing once during the session doesn't help the girl's mood. She quickly finds herself alone again and a long hour ticks by as the night stretches on. Her eyes grow weary and her heart sinks as she finds her body growing tired. It's only after her head starts to hang limply in the stocks does she feel a hand gently brush her cheek.

"Oh pet..." A familiar voice sighs out, voice echoing a bit in the shed. Asurie sleepily blinks her eyes and gasps in realization, lifting her head up and looking to the face of her master the way you'd look at a superhero come to rescue you. "I'm so sorry..." He whispers, kneeling down in front of her and hugging her head for a moment before removing her gag.

"Master... you came for me." Asurie says a bit woozily with a tone of unrestrained but still weak joy in her voice.

"She really was brutal to you, wasn't she? I'm sorry... I should have stopped her sooner." Master says apologetically, caressing the girl's cheek. Asurie blinks a single time, a tiny bit shocked that he's this sorry but she quickly composes herself.

"I... I can't believe you came for me." She starts out with a rather heavy dose of truthful speaking. "I... I understand now master... you were so good to me. After the way Taylor treated me... I.. I just want to be with you. I never want to leave your arms again, master!" She blurts out, body trembling in the bonds, staring into Master's sympathetic looking face. A few seconds pass and he suddenly leans in, locking the girl in a long, deep kiss, hand caressing her cheek. Asurie blushes for a moment and her mind drifts for a moment back to her dream, sharing the kiss with him deeply and lovingly. Time passes slowly and Asurie nearly looses track of time when the kiss finally breaks, Master still loving rubbing her cheek.

"I'm amazed you got that letter out under her nose, Asurie..." He says gently, looking to her eyes. "You must have never thought it would reach me... writing those far-flung dreams on it... Did you really want to run away from here with me? Live together on the beach?"

"Y-yes... It was a... dream..." Asurie says, again sneaking in a rather uncomfortable amount of truth. "Please, let me run away from this place with you master! I can be so happy being yours..." She trails off, again her thoughts starting to drift from shear fatigue, getting her lost in his eyes for a moment. Master seems to swallow back a tear and leans in again, kissing her lovingly a second time, Asurie barely managing to return the kiss from surprise.

"I... I can't unlock these..." He says with a hint of despair in his voice, lifting one of the locks in his hand. "I'd need Taylor's key. Otherwise I'd..." He trails off, looking into her eyes. Suddenly he nods in front of her face with a determined look in his eyes. "I'm going home to pack. Get yourself locked in here again tomorrow might and we'll get out of here." He states, looking back to her face for a response. Asurie's heart skips a beat and her mind drifts a little again.

"Kiss me..." She whispers, Master leaning in with no hesitation and locking her in another deep kiss. She slides her tongue with his lovingly for a few seconds before her mind snaps back into place. Her stomach churns a little, remembering her promise to Master Richard to get evidence of him breaking the rules of his punishment as well. 'Kissing and seeing his slave is well within the rules', she tells herself, kissing her master deeper, lying to herself now. The kiss breaks and her eyes flutter for a moment, looking back to his eyes, mind adrift. "I want you, Master..." She whispers out, her brain not even protesting. Master blinks to her in a bit of surprise and plants another long kiss on her lips, caressing her bound neck and sharing the taste of her tongue as they share a deep kiss. As the kiss breaks, Master swallows guiltily and slowly walks around the stocks behind her, unzipping his pants. Asurie blushes as she feels him mercifully ease the toy from her bottom and a pair of firm fingers graze and rub her exposed slit. She moans softly and lets her head hang, letting her thoughts drift to visions of being with him on a bed of flower petals.

"I wish this was in a better place... but I promise... next time we do this, it will be different." Master says with a distant tone, his hands caressing her sides as his familiar shaft eases slowly into Asurie's waiting slit. The girl moans luxuriously and lifts her hips, wantonly taking his entire length inside until she presses against his balls. A wave of relief and pleasure washes over her and she coos out with him inside, nestling back into his warm hips.

"I know it will be..." She says quietly with just a tiny hint of guilt in her voice. With everything finally in place though, it feels like a giant boulder has been lifted off her body. Her back arches with pleasure and she moans lovingly, letting her hips ease back and forth along with Master's hips. With a blank smile on her face, she lets her mind and body drift off, visions of she and Master making love on a beach flooding her thoughts and her body heating up with every smooth thrust of his shaft inside her. Wrapped in a warm cocoon of lust, the girl lets the next hour drift by in warm, glowing haze of sexy day dreams, not the least of which is one of her old subby fantasies, oddly coming true... Her locked away in place as her Master makes sweet, hot love to her. Though it lasts so long, she's barely ready for when her climax finally grabs her. She gasps out lustily and lets a long, deep moan escape her, pleasure rushing through her entire body as she feels Master swell inside her, his warm seed flooding her insides. The exertion is plenty to rob her of what remains of her energy though. As the last bit of lustful warmth rolls over her body, her head hangs in the stocks and she passes out, Master carefully replacing the gag and toy before he leaves.

The next day is eventful to say the least. Asurie is put through her final loveless pounding before Master Richards accepts the evidence. Master is then quickly greeted in the evening by two rather muscular goons who knock him out with chloroform and drag him from his home. The council decision is fantastically quick with two of them already having their minds made up. Asurie spends a good hour signing loyalty oaths and reading rule books before she graciously presents Taylor with Master bound and gagged in a cage before heading home to finally relax. Unfortunately, the next day of scheduled relaxation and settling in for the girl is is interrupted by the doorbell and she quickly finds herself talking with Taylor yet again on the stoop of her new mansion with a large black box on her doorstep.

"Are you sure about this?" Asurie asks incredulously, decked out in slippers, a lavish and comfortable evening gown and a glass of her old Master's finest wine in her hand.

"The poor boy spent twelve hours in the blinding box before I remembered I left him there." Taylor says with a deep but dreamy sigh. "I just can't take my mind off little Aaron now... It's irresponsible of me to keep him. Besides, all the mistresses have to have a slave. It's community law." She trails off and bites her lip. "I can always borrow him again, right?"

"If you follow my rules." Asurie says with a smirk, leaning against the doorway. Taylor laughs gaily and turns away, heading back to her car.

"I think you're going to fit right in, Mistress Asurie." Taylor says brightly as she heads back to her car with a bit of an excited skip in her step. Asurie smiles and wheels the box into her living room, popping open the front of it to reveal Taylor's toy, bound, gagged and kneeling on a dildo, his member wrapped up in the ribbon as always. She shakes her head and kneels down, lifting the young man's hips off the toy and gently guiding him to sit on his legs on the floor. The tie to the blindfold and gag are quickly undone in the tufts of his black hair and they fall to the ground, the boy toy looking up with a flushed face to Asurie's amused smile.

"You know, I never got your name." Asurie says with a smile, a hand rubbing his shoulder. The boy toy blinks his eyes a few times in shock and stutters, breaking into a smile.

"I... my name is Will." He says with the same, soft as air voice she's come to know.

"Will... cute name." She says with a smile, untying the straps on his wrists and legs, letting him stand up shakily. "Well, I may as well ask you right out. Do you mind being my slave?" She asks with a bit of a laugh. "I promise I'll be nice." The young man's face brightens and he surges forward, laughing gently and hugging her rather suddenly, pretty much forgetting the fact that he's almost naked.

"No! I mean.. yes! I don't mind at all!" The young man says joyously, voice still carrying that effeminate tone even when free. "I can't believe you managed to do this! I owe you everything Asurie. I won't even mind if you want me as your real slave."

"That's ok!" Asurie laughs out, an awkward smile crossing her face, not really used to having a hot, naked young man cling to her in what he must assume is a platonic hug. With her hands feeling up his bare back though, she bites down on her lip and blushes, mind drifting back to the time he was locked on the table. "Though I know a lot of ways you can thank me..." She says with a mischievous smile. The young man breaks the hug, sees her expression and erupts into a sudden giggle, biting on his finger.

"Then please, get comfortable, Miss Asurie." He says with a cute, tempting voice, guiding her to sit on the nearby couch as he kneels between her legs. Asurie bites excitedly on her lip with a smile and opens up her robe, watching as the boy toy eagerly hugs her waist and settles his mouth over her slit.

"You'll have to tell me everything Taylor did to you.. I want to imagine him going through it all." Asurie muses as she affectionately rubs his head, cooing out pleasantly as she feels his warm tongue gently rub and massage her folds. "I never thought revenge could be so, so sweet." She finishes with a long, contented sigh, relaxing back into the couch as she caresses the head of her new 'slave'.