Releasing the Slave Within

"How long have you felt this way?" She began to twist the cogs, pulling his limbs apart, he felt a gentle pull on his semi-hard cock, pulling that away from his body, he grimaced slightly and continued.

"W-well, I think it started when I was young. I remember playing cowboys and Indians in the nearby woods, I was an Indian, and when my team turned against me, tying me up to a tree I remember a lady ordered the cowboys to untie me, I remember looking at her and had nothing but respect for her. The way she stood, her tone of voice they way she commanded so solidly, so full of authority...." he seemed lost in a trance somewhere remembering that day.

"Were you a happy child?" The cogs turned achingly again.

"Not really, I spent most of my childhood alone or getting bullied." He winced, again the pain was becoming a constant ache.

Tired with the questioning, and judging by the look on her face, the questions had provoked some feelings inside Lady Rynn that she was desperate to conceal, hidden deep within her. Angrily she tugged the cogs hard, Andrew screamed feeling his limbs on the verge of popping from their sockets, his now hard cock pulled tightly from his body, she seemed to be lost somewhere in her mind, even as his screams turned to sobs and gasps for breath she seemed not to notice, but she had stopped turning the cogs, pacing away from the rack and from his concerned-pained look. Andrew was forced to concentrate solely on the pain, crying out he tried to struggle which brought nothing but more pain, the only relief he obtained was when he thrust up with this hips, only an inch as that was all his restraints would allow but it eased the pull on his tormented member.

Sometime later when Andrew had begin to feel faint from the pain, Lady Rynn returned, all look of her previous pain had disappeared, gently she let him down, his body fell limp into her arms, exhausted from straining his muscles. Gently she cradled him, close to her chest, he could scarcely keep his eyes open and felt himself sigh softly as she gently rocked him. He woke up to find them in a room he had not been in before, the room was similar to the one he had stayed already. The room was decorated in red and black, the huge bed in which they lay tangled together in had the same black and red silk sheets, which caressed his naked skin with cool, soft kisses. He looked down and noted how his hair tumbled over his Lady's face, his arms were around her holding her close to his chest, she made no noise as she slept and only the gentile ride and fall of her chest suggested she was still alive. Looking at her eyes Andrew noted how her long dark lashes rested peacefully on her milky cheeks, her complexion was soft her luscious red lips were slightly parted, one arm lay buried beneath her head, the other, its fingers entwined with Andrew's. The soft silk sheets that caressed her skin had slipped down, revealing the valley between her breasts Andrew longed to touch them, and with each gentile breath she took the covers seemed to slip father down.

Gently he moved the hair from her face, she stirred smiling, and he continued to kiss her softly on the head, gently caressing her soft skin. It felt like velvet on his fingertips, he moved them softly over her eyelids and her perfect nose, over her full lips invoking an appearance from her tongue, which lapped and danced gently over his fingertip. Slowly but surely his kisses reached her mouth, biting gently on her lips, teasing them, she slowly stirred fluttering her eyelashes as light streamed in. Clearly pleased with what she saw she returned the gentile kiss, biting on Andrew's injured lip, making him moan softly. Lady Rynn moved position so she was now cradled in his chest, breathing in his strong masculine smell, still kissing him she brought up her hands and allowed them to roam, and scratch his chest, tiny moans escaped him mid-kiss. She reached his nipples and pulled them taught, by now his hands had roamed over her collarbone and were heading down for her pert breasts, her nipples were hard and a feeling of damp was invading her sex. As his hands gently cupped her breasts and their kisses became more and more frantic Lady Rynn began to move on top of him, straddling his legs which he bent up behind her. They could both feel his hard cock and her wet pussy grinding against each other as their kisses had become intense bites at soft tender flesh. Neither could stand the temptation any longer and Lady Rynn slipped Andrew's rock hard cock inside her dripping pussy.

They both moaned simultaneously, his cock felt amazing in her pussy as it spread wide her soft walls. Lady Rynn began to move up and down, slowly at first but with not intention of turning this into making love, but how is was supposed to be, rough, nasty sex. As she built up a momentum, thrusting herself on his cock, sending him into spasms of pleasure she started to scratch and slap his naked chest making him moan and writhe, the pain mixing with the pleasure, his cock was now throbbing inside him and the thanked her for the honour.

"Mmmm, Lady Rynn, thank you for giving this slut the pleasure of feeling you on his hard cock." He moaned to her, and like music to her ears she laughed, continuing to fuck him, slap scratch and bite him. Their groans bounced off the castle walls, coming back to them twofold, Lady Rynn rode her slut's cock with such vigour and enthusiasm that she came several times, screaming in ecstasy each time she rid, raking at his skin which was by now, burning through big red scratches and bite marks and pleasure. Before long he began to come, filling her hole with his hot spunk, her pussy clenched around him and milked him dry. They both fell, exhausted into a happy sweaty pile before falling into a deep sleep once more.

The following morning, or at least Andrew assumed it was morning, daylight streamed through the huge window, coming round slowly he saw he was chained to the floor by his feet in the room that he first stayed in, the bed had been moved to the opposite wall leaving a big space of floor sufficient enough to let him reach the table set up with his breakfast, but no further. He hauled his aching body to the table and munched hungrily on the food, there was toast and some bacon, a banana , and of course a huge mug of steaming coffee which he left till last. Just as he took the last mouthful, she walked in, Andrew looked up at her she was wearing a very tight suit, a white shirt the first few buttons were open revealing her black bra, a tight, a too short skirt which teased the tops of her thighs gracefully, showing off her white hold up stockings and high, slutty court shoes. Gasping as she threw some clothes at him and quickly undid his ties.

"Glad you're up, get washed and dressed, slut time for school!" And with that she disappeared again, Andrew gently rubbed his ankles where they had been chained and got up to head for the bathroom. Inspecting his reflection he decided to shave, carefully so as not to nick himself before easing his aching muscles into the steaming hot shower. Letting the water pour over him Andrew wondered what was in store for him today, running his hands through his long hair and washing his bruised, aching skin thoroughly, knowing any dirt would drive her insane. He washed his hair gently, looking down intently at his growing cock. Stepping out of the shower he dried himself off looking for the first time at his 'uniform'. It consisted of two hair bands, a white shirt, a black tie, a short black skirt, a black thong and suspender belt which, he assumed would connect with the black, lace top stockings. Sighing he began by separating his long hair into two parts and fixing them into place with the bobbles. Next he pulled on the thong, feeling the soft material fit snugly between his ass cheeks, followed by the suspender belt which took a little figuring out for him, Andrew enjoyed the feeling of the stockings on his legs, pulling them up and fixing them into place with the suspender belt. Next came the shirt, he left one button open, feeling sure it would please his Lady to know what a slut he was, tying his tie in place he finished the outfit off with the skirt that barely covered his ass.

Tottering on the slippery stockings he left the steamy bathroom, assuming the 'school' would be downstairs, he was right as he was drawn to the sound of chalk on a blackboard. He entered one of the rooms that was locked the other day and saw it to be a class room, at the front a huge blackboard was attached to the wall and his Lady was drawing an in depth diagram of a couple having sex. She turned as he entered.

"Oh, you're late slut! get to the back of the class! NOW!" She yelled, jarring him into action, he moved to the back, slipping behind the top-opening desk, a piece of paper and pencil sat on the top. He also noted two other boys in the room one sat on either side, they did not seem to notice him, or notice that he was dressed like a girl. As he looked back to the front, he saw Lady Rynn had turned to face the class.

"Ok sluts, get ready for your test, turn your pages over and start you have an hour. You may begin." Andrew flipped over his paper seeing the questions were on sex, a multiple choice test. Picking up his pencil he began to chew its end as he pondered the first question. Ouch! he felt the sharp smack of her cane, forcing him to sit up straight, "take that OUT of your mouth it is not there to chew, it is there to take the test." She warned him, sniggers came from the other two boys, making him blush in embarrassment. He stopped chewing and marked the first answer.

Eventually, after his Lady had paced up and down a few times, whipping him on his back to correct his posture as she went, he was informed his time was through and they were going to watch a film. Behind him there was two rows of tables, the back ones higher than the first, taking a seat, as directed on the higher table, resting his feet on the tables below he was soon joined by the other two who sat close, trapping him between them. Lady Rynn turned on the DVD player, ensuring to bend over, showing off her thong. This evoked whistles from the two boys sat around him, Andrew, too shy to join in, sat quiet sneaking only sly looks at his beautiful Lady. The DVD was porn come documentary, turning the three of them on pretty quickly after its start, the two boys soon had their cocks out, rubbing them, grunting like animals. It wasn't long before they noticed him and began to turn their attentions to him.

It started with a few sultry glances, then two hands on his knees, he looked longingly at his Lady, but she sat, engrossed in the screen. The hands moved up, taking his skirt with it, revealing his thong, and hard cock beneath it, this made the two boys groan in pleasure, one soon had his hand down Andrew's thong, toying with his shaft, making him moan. The other, sat on his knees and forced his hard cock into Andrew's mouth, unsure what to do he coughed and choked on the invading organ. Soon, as he became used to it, he figured the best thing to do was suck, to help him come and get the whole humiliating situation over, but things were to beg worse as the other boy was lifting Andrew to his knees, forcing him on all fours. Feeling his thong being shoved to one side and lube being spread between his ass cheeks Andrew could guess what was coming, and he was right. As the boy behind rammed his cock into Andrew's tight ass he was skewered by cock, as one pushed he was forced harder onto the other. This seemed to pleasure the two boys, and Lady Rynn who was informed by the tables banging against each other, and the floor as to what was going on. Andrew looked at her pleadingly, but couldn't speak as he was gagged, with cock. She laughed.

"Well well well, looks like the slut couldn't wait to have cock, could he?! You're such a dirty whore, slave. And now look you're being fucked from both directions." She spat, looking disgusted, but secretly pleased, and aroused by his situation. The boy in his mouth suddenly pulled out and came all over Andrew's face, shortly followed by the boy in his ass who came deep inside him, filling him with hot come before slapping his ass and leaving, with the other boy. Going back to wherever they came from.

Andrew wiped the tears from his eyes at being choked by cock, he tried his best to rearrange himself, but the come soon ran out of his abused ass and soaked his thong. His Lady grabbed him by his hair, and started to drag him out of the room.

"Sluts need to be cleaned, slave. You're a dirty slut, time to clean you and your filthy ass up!" She laughed pulling on his hair hard.

"Yes my lady," Andrew sniffed knowing what was coming next.

Soon after, in the huge bathroom come hospital ward Lady Rynn had Andrew bent over a surface near the sink administering an enema in his tender ass, he gripped the cold marble in agony, biting his lip to try and take his mind off the pain. As the warm blood passed over his tongue he felt the pipe taken from his ass, his bowels growled from the feeling. Gripping tightly he tried to hold every drop inside, knowing that was what his Lady wanted, sitting back on the toilet seat she began to smile at him, he was unable to gage exactly what was behind that smile and wondered what she was thinking. He tried to smile back but the pain in his ass throbbed, in time with his racing heartbeat from the look she was giving him. Making him feel the familiar rousing in his abdomen.

Much later as Andrew was feeling dizzy from clenching his muscles, she stood up, moved behind him, placed her hand on his back, leaning into his ear she told him.

"Slave, you've been a good boy, a very good boy. Time for a treat," the last bit she said dirtily, gripping his hardening cock. This made him shudder, and almost made him empty his bowels all over the bathroom floor. "Oh and you'd better empty yourself!" she smiled, Andrew didn't need telling, he watched her leave the bathroom, sighing with relief. After he was sure he was done, he straightened himself out and went looking for her, his first guess being the dungeon, and he was right, she sat, legs crossed on a throne not dissimilar to that which he had sat on himself but without the wooden shaft or restraints and was a black wood, most likely ebony, with silver details. She beckoned him over, standing up to meet him as he approached her.

She pushed him back into the chair just as Poison started to play, loud out of nowhere. Lady Rynn began to move, slowly at first, giving him occasional glances, dancing several steps away. She let the music wash over her body running her hands over her body, from her neck, down her chest, over her black corset down her stomach, stopping at her pussy and moving back up, now she was always looking at him her eyes were piercing. She told him to strip, forming the words through perfect lips, obliging happily Andrew removed all his clothes, letting his prick stand up, she urged him to touch himself with her gentile touch, stepping back to reveal the ribbons holding her trapped in corset, she gently undid them, throwing it to one side, her nipples were hard so she gently teased them some more. Still occasionally running her hands over her, this time, as she did she took the waist band of her skirt with them, shimmying out of the skirt which had the middle panel held on by safety pins which gently clattered as they hit the floor, kicking it away now wearing only a black thong and knee high boots she sainted over to him, pulled him to his feet, dancing close enough to feel her warm breath on his naked chest, to get the occasional touch as she moved down his body, spreading her legs as she went lower and came back up to meet his face again, smiling that smile.

Lady Rynn paced around him, still dancing as the final notes of the song faded out replaced by a barely audible Anything Goes, GnR. Not that either of them paid attention to the music as she backed Andrew hard against the wall and sank down to her knees taking his cock roughly in her mouth tearing a rough moan of pleasure from him. Using the wall for support Lady Rynn continued to suck on his hard shaft using her tongue bar to show him the very edge of his sanity, the peak of sexual dominance and pleasure. Andrew stood rigid, his back pressed against the cool stone feeling himself slip away, a million miles away, further further. Feeling pleasure ebb and flow warmth into him, covering his skin, making him tingle and quiver and shake in sheer ecstasy. He felt her raking his thighs with her nails, pulling his foreskin up and down with the other hand as she sucked harder and faster scraping him gently with her sharp fangs.......fangs?

It was too late to muse anything as Andrew filled her mouth with his hot come, she moved slowly up her body and kissed him, forcing open his lips before letting his still warm come fill his mouth, knowing there was nothing else to do but swallow, he did, grimacing slightly. Lady Rynn continued the soft kiss, enjoying the feel of his soft lips and flesh against her own. She had found herself a gem, and there would be no escape for this one.

Pulling away she smiled at him, not the sexy smile she had given him earlier, but an evil grin, knowing that meant pain or torture of one kind or another. Gripping his hand she led him upstairs to a bedroom, inside stood a timid looking girl, who was quite gaunt and blonde. He turned to his Lady looking for guidance an explanation, she clocked his look and in response told him. "Were going to play a little game, slave, I'm sure you're aware of the game Simon Says?" Andrew nodded, "well, basically, this is Lady Rynn says, you do what I say only when I say Lady Rynn says." Again, he nodded in understanding. Following his Lady to stand next to the girl.

"Ok slave, Lady Rynn says kiss me." Happy to oblige Andrew planted a gentile kiss on his Lady's cheek.

"Lady Rynn says kiss her." She nodded in the girl's direction, Andrew stepped up to her and planted an embarrassed peck on the girl's cheek.

"No, on the lips!" Without thinking he repeated the kiss on her lips, and was instantly repaid with a sharp smack from his Lady's riding crop, he yelled out in pain "I didn't say Lady Rynn says, stupid slave!" He hung his head in shame.

"Lady Rynn says kiss her passionately." Andrew stepped up to her, cupped her face in his hands and kissed her once passionately, roughly then let go.

"Good slave, now kiss me passionately." He paused for a second, unsure as she hadn't said the magic words. Then shook his head slowly, no. "What?" she asked, "don't you want to kiss your Lady?" Andrew opened his mouth to reply.

"Y-yes My Lady, more than anything else, but you di..... you didn't say Lady Rynn says."

"Very well, Lady Rynn says, kiss me passionately." Andrew did not hesitate, stepped up to his lady and kissed her long, deep and enthusiastically, when he pulled away he blushed thankful for the honour of tasting his Lady.

"Mmmm," she said, licking her lips, "now Lady Rynn says take off her clothes." Emphasising her while nodding in the direction of the girl who whimpered as Andrew timidly took off her clothes careful not to took at her slim body, preferring his curvy Lady to the pale staved looking girl who stood staring at him, as if she wanted him. While Andrew stepped back, and looked to his Lady for guidance she stepped forward, spread her long thin fingers on Andrew's chest, startling him, he took a step back his gaze on her face.

Lady Rynn looked at the girl as she stepped in on her territory, but stood back to see if her slave would give in to the girl's advances or if he would turn her away. Andrew tried to prise her hands off him, looking almost repulsed by her touch, taking a step back and looking in the direction of his Lady for guidance, wanting out of this situation and this girls clutches. Lady Rynn glanced back and him and he knew this was a test. He bit his lip unsure of what his Lady wanted from this, he knew he did not want to touch any other apart from his Lady, but perhaps if he didn't allow the girls advances his Lady would be angered that she had gone to the trouble to get the girl here, for him. But her touch had him repulsed there was no way he could fake being turned on by her.