Asurie's Experiences

Asurie wakes up in her own bed again with a deep yawn. A week has passed since her visit to Taylor’s manor and life is returning to what passes for normal for her. Her thoughts trail occasionally back to the boy toy she was forced so close to during her stay. While not sure what she’s feeling is either affection, empathy or pity, she can’t help but wonder how he fared after she left. Their masters are, after all, clearly psychos with their little devices and kinks… the two of them need to escape at some point. Still, after the ordeal, escape opportunities have been few at best and the ordeal has left her quite fatigued, though master has been taking it a little easier on her during the last few days for some reason. Maybe he sensed he was too harsh on her the last few days? …Well he WAS after all. No reason for him not to feel guilty about it. With that in mind, she nods to herself and sits up, stretching out with a yawn and pushing a pile of clothes off the side of the bed. She blinks and looks over the side of the bed to the clothes pile, seeing yet another costume now piled in a heap on the floor. She hops off the side of the bed, picking up a small slip of paper from the clothes heap and reading it. ‘Halloween party today, pet. Get changed and hurry down.’ She sighs and shrugs herself out of her pajamas. With a sigh, she picks the clothes up, a little shocked to see a tiny set of black panties in the mix. With a hint of a smile she quickly pulls the snug, lace panties onto her hips, enjoying the feeling of finally being covered up for a change. She ponders what kind of party they’re going to if he doesn’t want her to be exposed… maybe something tasteful this time? She shrugs off the thought and picks up the dress. Quickly, she slips the thing over her head, the dress sleeveless and black, and the skirt barely reaches her thighs. She blushes at the sight of her bare legs for a moment, tugging down the skirt in an attempt to cover up her bottom fully, despite the fact it’s futile. After the attempt, she sighs again and picks up the long, black stockings from the pile, slipping them onto her legs, the things reaching just over her knees. After tugging out the wrinkles, she steps into the matching, black high heels and grabs the big witches hat from the floor, plopping it on her head. She brushes the dress out a bit and stares at herself in the mirror for a moment, nodding a little in approval. As usual, she pulls off costumes very well and she smiles, lightly tipping her hat in the mirror with a wink. Yeah, if she was going to a real party, she’d definitely be a hit. …Maybe someday she’ll be able to hang out at parties like that by her own freewill. For now though, she hurries down stairs into the kitchen.

“Ah, about time, pet.” Master says, finishing a bite of toast from his plate in the kitchen. Asurie blinks, seeing him in a long black, high collared cloak, a fancy, Victorian shirt and black dress pants. She squints at him for just a second and suddenly he grins, showing off a set of fangs. “I see we like the vampire costume.”

“A blood sucker suits you, master.” She says completely without thinking. She very nearly slaps herself for the comment, waiting in fear for master’s reaction. Luckily for her, he only smirks wider and stands up.

“And a witch suits you, pet. Now get in the car.” He replies quickly, nodding her towards the door. Thankful that ended that, she follows behind him closely, interrupted briefly at the door by master collaring and leashing her. The trip is relatively quick though and they find themselves in front of a very large mansion. The girl marvels at the amount of cars out front and the size of the place. Outside of the mansion, Halloween decorations are just about everywhere, from cobwebs, to skeletons to mock graveyards. She spies a group of guests bobbing for apples in a big iron stew pot and another group sticking their hands into fake pumpkin heads, groping around for whatever’s inside. Fairly tame party games until she glances to the side of the house, spying a row of pillories next to a tug of war mud pit and three slaves locked in them, covered in mud and each being taken from behind by one of the guests. She shudders, being lead slowly that way by her leash, Master grinning widely. To her surprise though, they stop next to the rather large hedge maze in the manor lawn and stand in a small group of masters and subs, waiting nearby a small, raised platform. Asurie blushes lightly, looking towards the pillories again, watching the losers being pounded as a man dressed as a devil walks up onto the platform.

“Don’t worry everyone, you didn’t miss the tug of war. I had a little preliminary competition with a few of my servants. Rest assured you’ll get your chance to put your pets up for a little gamble many times today. For now though, our first event of the day is our little trap maze. I think we all know who we have to thank for most of the designs in there.” Asurie notices a few knowing glances in Master’s direction, along with him showing off a fanged grin. “Feel free to make side bets of course, but the main bets will be freedom for the night for the winner and that sub’s master gets to use the loser. Each dead end will have a surprise with one especially …delaying one in the center. We’ll time each one, so if the slaves will line up at the start line, we’ll have them go at intervals… and we can begin.” The man finally finishes, stepping down off the platform. With a tug on her leash, Asurie is quickly lead towards the line, ending up sixth in line. She whimpers, knowing that if Master made the traps inside it was bound to be major trouble. As she waits though, she hears master laugh. She blinks and looks over to him laughing lightly with Taylor. Her eyes widen and she turns, seeing her toy standing right behind her in a cat costume, similar to what he wore before but much less revealing… to a point. He has fur boots up to his knees, boy shorts and fur vest, along with his paw mittens and ears. She momentarily wonders if the tail’s where it usually is before she snaps out of it and speaks.

“Hey.” She says, again finding it a little hard to find the proper thing to say to a young man with whom you were mutually raped with. “I was- worried about you.”

“No need to be.” The boy responds with a light smile and the same effeminate voice. “Mistress is very nice usually.”

“Yeah but- still. I guess I kinda missed you too.” She says with a light laugh, to which he replies with a frown and a shushing sound.

“You… really shouldn’t let the masters hear you say that.” He says quietly, a finger at his lips. Asurie bites on her lip to hush up, knowing he’s probably right about that. She quickly glances back to Master as he talks to Taylor, making sure he hasn’t heard their whispering. She bites on her lip, watching them for a moment and straining her ears to hear them amongst the random chatter of the crowd.

“Alright, so what do I get if mine wins?” Master says with a smirk, his arms crossed and staring at the maze instead of Taylor, as he tends not to look at the people he’s talking to for some reason…

“Good question. Obviously I won’t be YOUR pet for a day.” Taylor replies with a smirk, her finger rubbing her lower lip in thought. “How about I be your test subject for your next horrible little device?”

“Hmm… Alright, agreed.” He says with a smirk. “I hate using my pet for that anyway. I’ll make sure it’s nice and humiliating too.”

“Your turn, slave.” A voice suddenly sounds in Asurie’s ear. She blinks and quickly turns, seeing the line having moved to the entrance of the maze. The man at the entrance takes her arm and tugs her briefly behind a changing screen in front of the enterance. “No clothes in the maze.” He says sternly, pointing to a small table slowly getting fully of costumes. Asurie sighs a little and looks behind her for a second before taking her costume off, folding it neatly and lightly huffing at the man as she walks into the row of hedges. She considers waiting for the boy for a moment but instead sighs and just starts wandering forward. It’s a pretty standard hedge maze at first… high walls to keep people from seeing over or even jumping to catch a glimpse… nice wide corridors though, plenty of leg room… which may or may not be a good thing. She wanders forward through a few corridors until her ears pick up the light sound of panting. She frowns a little and walks forward, turning a corner to see, to her surprise, an iron gate blocking the way. She flushes red as she looks beyond the bars, seeing a girl sitting on a small chair with a rather large vibrating dildo in the seat. …Make that strapped to the chair, actually. She hadn’t noticed little leather straps around the girl’s thighs at first along with the small timer sitting at her side, ticking down from 4:25 from what she can see. Asurie swallows, quickly deducing that she’ll be stuck there until the clock runs out. With a little nervous laugh, glad it’s not her this time. She backtracks and starts walking through the bushes again, her hand lightly brushing through the foliage. Those gates obviously swing in from the side and are hidden in the leaves… rising from the ground would take far too much work to set up and they can’t be THAT crazy here. With this in mind, she cautiously walks through the hedges, stopping momentarily to admire the occasional marble statue placed through the maze, obviously not for the event…

Soon she turns a corner and blinks her eyes, seeing a metal pole sticking out of the ground in a dead end with a dildo jutting out and straight downwards about halfway up the pole and a rope down the front of it. She blinks at the sight and almost immediately feels pressure on her ankles. With a gasp, she looks down, a little rope lasso she hadn’t seen before wrapping tightly around her ankles. It quickly binds them together and lurches forward, sending the girl falling onto her back… onto a surprisingly soft surface. Apparently, the leaves on the ground mask a cushion. In the next second, she finds herself pulled towards the pole, her back sliding effortlessly along the floor until she finds herself lifted up the front of the pole. Before she can fully realize it, she’s quickly hoisted upside-down and up the pole, her noosed feet sliding over the dildo and slowing down. She gasps, her weight tugging her towards the pole, forcing her legs open just enough to accommodate the outcropping on the pole. She whimpers and lifts her head as she’s pulled up slowly, watching the dildo come inexorably closer to her. She holds her breath and whimpers out, the rope finally pulling her up to the tip of the toy. She trembles against the pole as she feels it slide effortlessly inside her, the rather thick girth stretching her out as she rises up the pole. A tiny moan escapes out of her throat as she feels herself tugged to the base of the dildo, a click sounding from inside and the rope stopping. She whimpers, feeling the blood starting to rush to her head as she dangles upside down, stuffed with the toy. She trembles lightly and lifts her head again to look up, trying to see if there’s a way she can untie her ankles. As she lifts herself up a little, another click from inside the pole sounds. A low hum comes from the dildo and it suddenly starts vibrating wildly. The girl gasps out, flopping back down against the pole and swallowing back a moan. She trembles lightly and whimpers, the toy quickly sapping her focus to pull herself up, the vibrations cruelly strong. She swallows harshly and hugs herself, needing a deep breath. Her gaze drifts to the side for a second and she whimpers, seeing an upside down clock embedded in the leaves and counting down from five minutes. She whimpers and reaches out for the clock, trying to lean as far as she can and maybe fiddle with it. Unfortunately, her fingers barely reach the plastic cover on the clock face. She paws futilely at it and whimpers, staring at the numbers tick slowly down. Her vision blurs slightly after a little while and she trembles, taking a deep breath and bending upwards again, trying to lift herself up. Through great effort she grabs a hold of her knees and slowly hoists herself further up with her legs. She swallows harshly, her eyes drifting from her ankles to the dildo, humming loudly in front of her, making her hips tremble. She whimpers and looks back up to her ankles, dragging herself slowly upwards to reach the rope around them. Slowly she gropes with one hand behind her ankles, feeling around for the knot behind them. Clumsily she slides her hand along the rope, feeling it stuck in a groove in the pole. She curses lightly and reaches her other hand up, trying to pull her ankles, rope and all, away from the pole to get a little slack. When it doesn’t give at first, she grits her teeth and growls pulling on it harder and putting her weight behind it, trying to push against the pole. …Still no slack. She growls, trying to weave her fingers into the groove to get at the knot but she doesn’t get any space despite her best efforts. She groans and feels her arms growing tired from holding herself up. With one last hoist, she grabs the back of the pole. Now rather painfully bent, she groans, groping up and down the pole for some kind of latch or something. As her hand slips over the top of the pole, she blinks, feeling a tiny switch at the top. Without hesitation she flicks it over. After a slight pause a soft click sounds from the dildo and it starts humming louder. She gasps, the toy suddenly vibrating furiously inside her. The shock easily makes her lose her grip and she falls back against the pole, hitting her back a little painfully. She yelps out in pain and gasps, lifting her hands up her belly, feeling like the whole of her hips are vibrating with the toy now. She swallows and quickly finds her vision blurring, the dildo making her body heat up quickly with the intense vibrations. She arches her back against the pole and stares blankly ahead, moaning out deeply and finally giving up, just letting herself dangle with the humming toy. The rest of the punishment time goes surprisingly quickly for her in this state though, the vibrations pulling her to the edge of climax during the last few seconds. She swallows and turns her head weakly towards the ticking clock, biting on her lip and hoping there’s time enough… At the ten second mark her world goes white and she moans out deeply, the vibrator pushing her over the edge and forcing her to climax. A tiny stream of her juices slide down her belly as her body twitches against the pole, the rope then lowering slowly. She pants heavily and sits up slowly when she’s finally able, the knot loosening by itself when it reaches the ground. She blushes, shivers and pulls her ankles out of the rope, standing up shakily.

“Crazy bastard…” She mutters, referring to her Master as she wanders out of the dead end, barely remembering where she is after the climax. She shivers and wanders through the corners, abandoning her strategy of searching for hidden gates as she walks forward. After a few more corners she blinks, seeing a hole in the ground. Curiously she frowns and peers down into the hole, seeing the upper half of a girl, half buried in playpen balls. She blinks, noticing the balls actually vibrating and the girl shivering, staring at a clock in the side of the pit tick down. Asurie covers her mouth to hold back a chuckle, glad it’s not her and wanders back out of the dead end. A few more twists and turns brings her to what looks to be the center of the maze. She blinks, seeing a rather tasteful looking garden with a fountain in the center and marble benches. She stops in her tracks and frowns, remembering what the announcer said about the center. Immediately paranoid, she looks around the garden for traps or trip wires. Unfortunately, she doesn’t find a thing just by looking. Hesitantly she continues forward and fidgets, wandering into one of the three exits from the center. She turns a corner and blinks a few times, seeing another shut gate. She looks beyond it to see a fountain and her eyes widen. Inside she sees Taylor’s toy, kneeling inside the fountain, his wrists and thighs strapped on a small seat with a large dildo beneath him, sliding up and down furiously. More noticeably though, a goopy white liquid flows from the top of the fountain, into a bowl on the second tier and pours out at four points into the lower basin, one of the spouts directly over his head. She blushes red, realizing that if it’s not cum, it’s made to look like it at least and the boy guy is covered head to toe in it by now. She frowns and reaches lightly through the bars, seeing a small digital clock ticking down from twenty minutes.

“Looks like I got the special trap.” The boy says, spitting a little afterward to get the mess out of his mouth. Asurie blushes, having assumed he had his eyes shut to protect himself from the water. Her stomach churns a little, hating to see him like this.

“I- don’t think I can stop it from here… I’m sorry.” She replies, hands on the bars.

“It’s OK.” He says after another few spits, his voice trembling and still soft. “You’d better not- wait up. We’re being timed after all.” Asurie frowns at his comment and whimpers, remembering what the punishment is for the loser. Not wanting to risk being with some other master she nods and turns away from the door, shooting a sad glance back at him.

“Good luck…” She calls to him before heading quickly out of a different path from the center. She sighs deeply, figuring he’ll probably lose since he hit that trap. The thought of that saps speed from her pace and she spends a few minutes turning corners much more carefully, peeking carefully around corners for signs of traps. As she wanders she blinks and sees a metal bar outlining the pathway. She shakes her head and gasps, turning immediately to the other branch of the path… Her foot lightly sinks a little and a click is heard. She gasps and looks behind her suddenly, seeing an iron gate behind her. She whimpers and reads a little note on the inside of the gate. “Sit on the device to release the gate.” She groans and turns the corner of the pathway, seeing a dildo stuck in the bottom of a chair. She whines in her head, briefly considering breaking the gate down but figuring it’s probably built to withstand that. With a deep sigh, she approaches the chair and whimpers, straddling the dildo cautiously. Her fingers slide down to her opening, gently rubbing it and spreading it open, getting ready for the toy. After a few seconds she shivers and lowers herself onto the toy, sliding it deep inside and settling down on the bottom of the chair. She swallows and sits back in the chair to get comfortable, letting out a soft moan as the dildo begins to rise and fall in the seat. In an instant straps wrap around her torso and tighten, keeping her tight in position. She whimpers a little and looks to the side, watching the clock tick down from five minutes. With a sigh, she rests her arms at her sides and shuts her eyes, focusing on the slow, steady movements of the toy. To her shock though, two plastic arms suddenly whip from behind the chair and wrap around her arms and torso, two soft, plastic cups pressing to her chest, pressed right over her nipples. Her eyes widen, feeling the cups lined with dozens of soft, rubber bumps. A click sounds and the cups begin to vibrate wildly against her breasts, the dildo starting to noticeably pick up the pace. She trembles and bites her lip, her entire body heating up from the movements rather quickly. She swallows and nods to herself, knowing this is definitely one of master’s traps. Her mind quickly goes into a daze, the dildo increasing speed slowly as time goes on, at almost a perfect pace. After a minute she finds herself lifting her hands to the cups on her chest, pressing them tighter against her breasts to make her nipples vibrate more. She moans out deeply and her eyes flutter open. She blushes deeply, seeing a girl watching through the gate. The girl giggles and turns away, heading down the opposite path. Asurie glares a little and shivers, pressing the cups tighter against her chest for a moment. ‘screw her’ she thinks and shuts her eyes again, letting out another deep moan, the dildo thrusting furiously now. As time ticks down to the final seconds, the seat starts to get soaked and she arches her back, feeling close. She claws lightly at the seat and gasps out, her body trembling and reaching a powerful orgasm as the dildo pumps furiously in and out of her, her chest tingling all over from the cups. Her head falls back on the chair, her body bristling with sweat as the clock ticks out, the dildo sinking into the chair and the straps and arms releasing, the iron gate opening as well. She shivers and picks herself up, heading back into the maze proper.

…And time passes. The maze is shockingly large. She finds herself going around in circles more than once but luckily encountering no un-sprung traps. She turns another corner and peeks down a dead end, seeing the girl from before held spread eagle at the end, a long handled dildo rising and falling beneath her. Asurie takes the moment to snicker at her and turns away, heading down a different path. As she turns a corner she blinks and sees a long corridor with the exit arch in front of her. She smiles brightly and hurries down the path. Unfortunately, about twenty feet from the exit the floor gives way and she shrieks, falling down into a waist high pit. The floor sinks slightly beneath her feet and two panels on the rim of the pit slide towards her torso, two half circles in each of the panels. She gasps and quickly aligns herself with the circles, letting the panels close tightly over her belly, leaving only the top half of her body visible. She blushes and looks up to the maze exit, seeing most of the masters waiting there, most of them chuckling to themselves as they stare at her. She whimpers and feels her ankles forced into clamps beneath the panels and a large dildo rising up inside of her. She grits her teeth as soon as she feels it slide inside her, the men’s chuckles only getting louder as they watch her expression. A clock appears next to her and she whimpers, feeling the device rise and fall inside her. She blushes and peers through the crowd, seeing Master’s face, watching her with a smirk. She swallows harshly and frowns, trying to steady her body as best as she can and not give them the satisfaction. About a minute passes and she blinks, hearing foot steps. She turns her slowly blushing face behind her to see the girl from before walking up with a smirk.

“Looks like I’ll beat you at least.” The girl says with a cocky grin, stepping over Asurie’s head and walking forward. Asurie grinds her teeth for a second and watches the girl walk towards the masters. She grumbles and blushes, feeling the toy rise and fall even faster inside her now. She lightly claws at the panel beneath her as she stares angrily at the other girl’s back… and suddenly back at the masters. Asurie blinks a few times, the girl in front of her shrieking and falling almost out of her sight. A smile passes by her face and she peers forward, seeing the girl’s head sticking out of a hole filled with… what looks like a red plastic bag surrounding her, engulfing her almost completely. It’s a confusing sight but Asurie quickly chuckles when she hears the girl start to moan helplessly. Her smirk fades quickly though when she suddenly feels the toy inside her pick up the pace yet again, practically matching the pace of the last chair. She breathes deeply, refusing to moan out. She instead balls her fists and breathes slowly, staring at Master’s face as the device thrusts over and over. The punishment timer ticks away this way, Asurie never taking her eyes off Master. For a moment, she thinks she can see a hint of him looking proud as she holds back from the toy. As the final seconds tick down though, her vision starts to blur again, the furiously moving dildo starting to really get to her. She claws lightly at the panels for a moment and bites on her lip, suppressing her moans as the last seconds tick out. She gasps, the panels opening up and the floor rising up slowly. She stumbles out of the pit and manages a smile, panting and walking forward over the girl’s head, dripping a little as she does out of spite… apparently the girl is stuck between some inflated wraps so only her neck is visible. The girl moans wildly, so what’s happening to her beneath the soft covers is really anyone’s guess. Luckily, no more traps wait for her and she quickly finds herself in Master’s arms, getting a rather surprising hug from him.

“Forty five minutes and twenty seconds.” A man at the gate says, clicking a stop watch and writing down the time. Asurie blinks a few times, resting back in master’s arms and watching the exit, thinking the time is awfully long. Still, she smiles happily as she’s hugged, remaining evilly silent as she watches another girl rush down the trail and fall into the same trap she just got out of. After maybe a minute, the boy also appears at the end of the hall, his body still a complete mess of cum. She blinks a few times and smiles. He did enter the maze right after her… it’s going to be very close without a doubt. She fires a bright smile to him which is quickly returned from him as Taylor walks him quickly to a nearby hose to wash him off. She smiles and shivers, relaxing in Master’s arms again. She might feel a little shivery still, but the moment’s respite is more than welcome. The party is sure to have more events after all.

(Author’s note: Couldn’t decide who should win, feel free to suggest which master you’d rather see lose the bet.)