Sci-Club-Fi Bondage Club Author - Danny  [Goalie2b34{at}yahoo{dot}com] Rating -   [ 4.33 actual/156 vote(s) ] Site Rank - 73 of 1004 Unique Views - 16170 Story Codes - M-f, reluctant, armbinder, bondage, chastity, drugs, latex, machine, mind-control, sci-fi, slavery, toys Post Date - 5/9/2010 PDF Download -

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Author's Note: As always, i really appreciate any suggestions for further chapters. I hope you all continue to enjoy my work. :)

Part 1

Katie waited at the entrance to a club she had never been before. Standing outside her car, she balanced on her conservative one inch black sandal high heeled shoes, shifting her weight from side to side. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket, and it read "No txt messages, no voicemails". She stamped her foot impatiently.

Katie wasn't nervous about going to a club, she was pretty confident in the bar and club scene, though was not a wild child by any means. At 25, she had graduated college, and was a school teacher in a nice suburban district of Chicago. She was a mild mannered woman, very shy and quiet, something her fiancé loved about her. Infact, the fiancé was the problem tonight. More specifically, his best friend.

Danny, her fiancé, had known Claire since grammar school. They were friends and friends only and had never even held hands. Still, to Katie, she was the enemy. Having been cheated on before by an ex-she was jealous of any woman too close to Danny. She trusted Danny, but not Claire.

Suddenly her phone vibrated, causing her to read the text.

Claire: "Nice outfit, a little conservative but it will work, look behind you."

Katie looked behind her and saw Claire in her little S.U.V. grabbing her purse, a few spot's behind Katie's car. She was grabbing her purse.

Katie looked down at her outfit. She was wearing jeans, tight on the hips with a flared leg. She covered her top with a royal purple sweater with a lower neck, though not a single millimeter of her cleavage could be seen, or her conservative black panties and bra. She was, especially to Danny, a very attractive woman, 5'8'' and around 130 lbs. She was semi-large chested with a 34C cup size, and a tight, athletic ass. She moved some of the shoulder length brunette hair from her face as Claire approached.

Claire's hair was longer, to the small of her back. It was a sandy blond, and Katie noticed that Claire did infact weigh less then her, but was smaller chested. She was very athletic, with firm abs that she flaunted with her belly baring button up blouse and her tight jeans. She wore boots, black leather that was on the outside of her jeans. With the 3 inch heel, she was now the same height as Katie.

Katie slightly rolled her eyes, wondering why this tramp was dressed the way she was. Who did she think she is?

Claire approached and they exchanged an awkward hug.

"Hey there Katie, shall we go in?" Claire asked.

"Umm...I guess so," Katie continued, "What is this all about?"

"Oh no need to fret," Claire said, "I'll explain inside, come on it's cold."

Katie chuckled to herself, thinking that if Claire's black blouse and super tight jeans had been more appropriate, she wouldn't be so cold.

There was a line, and silently the two women stood outside in the slight drizzle that a Chicago spring will deliver. Both checked text messages, and gazed at the normally dressed crowd of women and men.

Finally, they entered under a bright blue sign that read "Sci-Club-Fi".

As with any other club they checked the girl's I.D.'s, and gave them a bright yellow wrist band that signified they were old enough to dress.

It was now that Katie's eyes perked up. First she noticed that once I.D.'d the majority of the crowd turned left, into a hallway with a sign above it saying "Changing rooms". Only a few people were turning right, into a hallway that said "The club."

"Katie Dear, go to the one on the right!", Claire yelled through the pulsating music and flashing lights.

Katie nodded and rolled her eyes at being called dear.

Katie took a few steps when a gigantic bouncer blocked her path.

"Forgetting something missy?" He asked with folded arms.

"Umm...not that I know of", Katie stammered, " Am I?"

The bulky man in a shirt too tight pointed to a booth where several patrons were standing. A club employee in a revealing but not scandalous top was fitting them with something around their necks. It was a band, not unlike the glowing ones that some people wore in hip-hop clubs to stand out, but was thicker. Katie wandered over and patiently all be it nervously awaited her turn.

When it was her turn, the woman calmly asked her to turn around and then snapped the band around Katie's neck, after lifting her hair.

Katie examined it, and made a mental not to take it off the moment she got inside. It was a very large band, and Katie knew she could easily lift it over her head without even unsnapping it.

She waited at the entrance of the hallway for Claire as she too was fitted with an identical collar. The two walked silently next to each other, Claire smiling more then Katie.

When they approached the end of the hallway, Katie noticed a blue wide beam of light that seemed to encompass the entrance to the club. She had to admit that it was a really cool effect, and she eagerly walked through it watching the light cascade down her body.

A slight tightness on her throat caught her attention. She looked down and felt the band, and too her horror, found it far tighter then before! Where she had previously been able to fit a fist between her skin and the band, she could barley now fit a fingernail!

"Hey!" Katie yelped.

"Calm down," Claire calmly said," Calm down and walk back through the light there."

Katie did, and the band expanded to its previous size. Katie walked back into the club and again it tightened. It was very tight, but did not cut off her air supply and she could still move her neck freely.

"Some of the stuff here is really fascinating, isn't it?" Claire asked.

"I...I guess so," Katie said nervously, "Why are we here again?"

"Let's get a booth and I'll explain," Claire stated matter of factly.

Katie fidgeted with her neck band as Claire calmly walked through the dancing bodies and bright lights to find a booth in the corner where to two sat down across from each other. A waiter approached and the two ordered, Katie a Margarita and Claire a beer.


Part 2

"Katie," Claire started," We need to talk. I love Danny, but only as a friend."

Katie rolled her eyes annoyed.

"I mean it," Claire insisted. "He's been my best friend since grammar school, but that's where it stopped. I know you hate me, but I actually like you. If you make Danny happy...well...then I'm happy. I just wanted to....

Claire stopped interrupted, and looked at her phone.

"Oh shit Katie, I apologize," said Claire." I have to take this, I will be right back."

Katie nodded, and instantly took out her own phone as soon as Claire was out of sight. She texted her two best friends, Theresa and Jean, about the events. Katie wondered where everyone was. The line was huge outside, but the bar was actually quite empty, as was the dance floor.

While she waited, a drink appeared on her desk, with a waiter pointing to a man at the bar. Katie politely nodded, and made a mental note to tell Danny the funny story. The man was very muscular, in jeans, combat boots and no shirt. He smiled and winked at Katie, causing Katie to laugh to herself.

"Weirdo", she mumbled under her breath.

Katie looked at the drink, in a simple whiskey glass. It was clear, and smelled fruity with maybe vodka. In the reflection of the glass, Katie noticed something. Her band, which had glowed green since the moment she put it on, now had a small red light on the left side by her jugular. It was blinking quickly, reminding her of the one on her wireless router when she it was connected to the internet.

Holding the cup in her left hand, she felt the light with her right and found nothing, not even a bump.

A sharp pain snapped Katie out of trance, causing her to drop the glass which shattered all over the table. The pain came from her shoulders, causing her to yelp and then moan loudly. She wiggled and protested as her arms were pulled behind her by some sort of a magical force. They tingled and ached as they were pulled behind her until her elbows touched, causing her ample chest to touch the table's edge.

Katie wiggled and protested, as she felt something on hands, smooth and cold. She looked back over her shoulder and watched something that looked like solid black leather magically snake up her arms. It took about 30 seconds, but soon her arms were wrapped behind her in a leather sheath of some kind despite Katie's best efforts. Once it was approaching her armpits, the leather stopped. A small band at the top of it wrapped around Katie, and she opened her eyes wide in terror as a small padlock appeared on her chest.

"What the fuck is this!?" Katie yelled as she frantically tried to get the sheath off, rolling her fingers and her shoulders in pain. It was then that she noticed the man with no shirt. He was now sitting towards her, still at the bar. He was staring at her, not like a pervert but like a predator watching prey. In his hands he held a small palm pilot and his finger was holding the electronic pencil, tapping away.

Katie's neck band suddenly felt much more solid. She moaned as the band expanded until it was no longer an inch wide, but covered her whole neck. Despite her best attempts, she felt herself mover her head until she could only look straight ahead in the booth, unable to look up or down, or to the sides.

Twisting her body at the waist, she tried to get out of the booth, wiggling on her rear end.

As she got to the end of the bench, a person sat down trapping her in the booth. Twisting her body she saw it was the man from the bar, palm pilot in hand. He had since moved over and was now sitting on her bench, pinning her into the booth. Katie frantically wiggled trying to get out.

"What the fuck is this! What the fuck is going on?!" Katie screamed.

Though she was screaming at the top of her lungs, no one other then the man could really hear her thanks to the pounding music of the club.

"Get me the fuck out of this thing you freak!" Katie continued.

"My my my, that won't do little lady," the man said with a calm, English accent. "Let me fix that for you."

Katie's mouth felt full. It slowly opened despite her best attempts to close it. As she wrestled with her mouth, the man's hand reached over and slowly began to grope and unceremoniously feel Katie's chest. She closed her eyes hard, trying desperately to bite down on the solid metal ring that she could now feel and taste in her mouth. Leather straps snaked out from the ring, wrapping under her hair and behind her head. In 30 seconds she had gone from a screaming woman to a ring gagged gagging and grumbling woman.

"Now," the man started, still squeezing and kneading. "Judging from the reaction your giving, this is your first time here. Too bad so sad. Apparently, no one told you about your collar. You see, this is a BDSM club, with some um...magical powers I guess you could say. Weather you like it or not, you are now my slave. My name is Jack, and it is a pleasure to meet you."

Katie began to cry, her boobs aching almost as much as her shoulders now.

"Why don't I give you a demonstration?" the man asked with a smile. "Yes, topical idea. You can see how much I can restrict you, but here is something else I can do."

With that the man tapped his palm pilot. Instantly Katie's legs burned. She yelped, and twisted at her waist in a failed attempt to look down. She did not, however feel any more restrictions. After about 30 seconds the man spoke.

"Such smooth legs you have my little one." The man said.

He shifted his hand trailing down her stomach to her legs. A slight breeze and the man's caress told Katie that some how her pants were now gone. On the table, a folded pair of jeans suddenly materialized through a blue glow.

"Ny Pawts!!!!" Katie screamed in anger.

The man ignored her. He simply caressed and stroked her beautiful thighs with a predatory smile.

"Now now, " the man said, "I think you should defiantly change your clothes. What do you say?"

Fudge wew! Was Katie's response.

"Ok, enough of this the man said with a sudden anger. He tapped his palm pilot and Katie jumped and froze as a million tiny stabbing pains erupted under her collar. The man held up his palm pilot so that Katie could see it.

"Nanobyte's inserting, loading submission program", blinked across the screen.

Katie wanted to scream, but her body was feeling so much calmer, almost as if it was floating. Unknown to her, a million tiny little robots were now injected into her blood stream, and flooding her mind and body with chemicals and thoughts. She felt a need to sit still, and listen to Master Jack.

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"That's better aye?" Master Jack said, as he calmly reached around her, holding her waist and sitting Katie on his lap.

Katie leaned back, breathing deeply as she rested against his chest. Master Jack reached around, and stroked Katie's now submissive and responding chest. As her nipples poked out, visible despite her bra and sweater, Master Jack tweaked and pleased them. Soon Katie and Master Jack felt a growing dampness in her soft cotton panties.

"Whats say we get you dressed?" Master Jack asked.

Katie nodded slowly with closed eyes. Master Jack stood up and Katie wiggled her way out of the booth, standing next to him. Master Jack touched his palm pilot and a small silver chain appeared within seconds, dangling from Katie's collar. It had a leather band on the end of it, and Katie realized it was a leash with a handle, not that she minded now.

Master Jack looked at the man and followed him into another room.

From across the club, Claire smiled.

Katie followed her Master Jack into a room that had only a concrete floor and a large metal cage. Not that he had to, because Katie would have willingly complied, the man shoved Katie into the 6ft X 6ft X 6ft cell with shinny steel bars. Katie stumbled in, turned and faced him. She saw the man tapping again on his magical palm pilot. She stood calmly as the same tingling sensation now encompassed her whole body. She dropped a few inches, and realized that all of her clothing, including her small heels, was gone. Sure enough her folded sweater, bra and panties appeared at her Master's feet, her shoes on top of them.

"Oh my," Master Jack said." Now were getting somewhere. I think I caught me a winner aye?"

Katie nodded with a submissive giggle.

"Now let's see here..." Master Jack said, tapping away.

Katie's breasts moved up on their own, supported by some invisible force. The lifted and pushed into each other creating a barley audible moan from her. Soon, despite Katie not being able to see it, a black leather mid-drift top covered her top. It was tight, sleeveless and ended mere inches below her breasts. Across the front read "Sc-Club-Fi cheer squad" in fancy script.

Something tickled Katie's thigh, as a matching black pleated skirt now magically adorned her hips. It was tiny, barley covering her crotch and ass.

One of the walls of the cage suddenly became a mirror, so Katie could see herself. She was not a bondage cheerleader, wearing a black leather tiny cheer outfit. She could not do much cheering though, still wearing her ring gag, posture collar and arm-binder...terms her brain somehow knew now.

The door opened, and Katie exited. Master Jack grabbed her leash and led her over to a small bench. He had her sit on it and she flirted with him by gliding her ass across his crotch as she sat. He lifted her feet and placed them on his lap.

"This is something my hands enjoy, and not the machines", Master Jack said.

With that, he tapped his palm pilot and a pair of boots appeared on the bench. Katie watched nervously as the heels were lifted by Master Jack, and slid onto her feet. He took great delight in this aspect of his game with his unknowing pawn. Katie's feet arched painfully as they slid into the 7 inch ballet boots. They were calf boots, made of very hard, tough and sturdy leather. He tied the laces, tighter then Katie ever would have, and then began to snap the straps around her feet. Each boot had three straps. One went over her foot and under her instep, another around her ankle, and a third at the top by her calf muscle.

As her feet ached, Katie moaned, and slowly tried to withdraw her feet from the man's lap.

"Oh dear," the man said as he tapped his palm pilot. "I can only inject you with those little hooligans once a night, and the club's rule is that you can only be enslaved for one hour by a dom. I guess we need to hurry up little one aye?"

Katie felt herself lifted onto her feet, balancing on her arched toes. Though she had not noticed, the cage was gone. In it's place was something that looked like a saw horse, a wooden road block. The difference was that it had several rings on it.

Katie was physically forced to the horse, and the man Jack bent over it. The chemicals wearing off, she struggled slightly as she was bent over it. Her ankles were wrapped in cuffs and soon her legs we spread to the legs of the wooden black horse. Katie wiggled, and began to whimper as her abilities slowly came back to her. She could not stop the man Jack from connecting a chain to the end of her armbinder, and clip it to a ring on the ceiling. She watched in horror as the man Jack connected her leash to a ring on the floor, immobilizing her.

Soon he was behind her, and it was then that Katie realized in terror that she was wearing no panties. She shook her hips trying to avoid the inevitable but knew that she was only enticing her.

He entered her, but not her pussy as expected, but her ass. She jumped loudly as his lubricated cock pulsed like a jack hammer (couldn't resist the pun).

"Feel...Feel that Baby!" The man yelled through ragged breaths. "Feel that?! That's....thats a...s special lubricant...it's....it's...oh god you're so tight....it's going to make you itch there...for....for hours!"

Katie screamed and shook frantically trying to get away but it was inevitable. Soon, deep inside her rear end she felt a painful and uncontrollable itch. This, coupled with the man's cock in her rear was too much, and she sobbed. She begged and pleaded to the man that completely ignored her.

"Oh...Oh...here it comes!" he yelled.

A strange flooding sensation filled her rear. She knew that the man Jack had just emptied his load into her ass. Through blurry vision she collapsed onto the horse, and passed out.


Part 3

Katie awoke in the same room. The man was gone and the only thing in the room was her clothes, folded nicely including her jeans which had been left on the booth's table.

In seconds she was dressed, and walking out of the room. Her "cheerleading outfit" was gone, as was the horse.

She entered the main room, where people acted as if nothing had happened. She scratched her ass, the cream inside her causing a painful and irritating feeling. There was something different though. In the middle of the room, offset from the dance floor was a large flat screen TV. Several men and women were huddled around it. Katie approached cautiously and looked. She rubbed her ass, not caring if she looked weird or not.

Claire was on a bed with three other men. She was dressed in a very sluttly French maid's outfit. She was on all fours, unbound. One man pumped his cock into her mouth while another slammed into her ass. Claire straddled the third man, whose cock appeared to be deep inside her cunt.

"What happened to her?" Katie asked.

"Well she got collared by Master Logan, and fought him." A random man said. "I guess she kicked him in the crotch. Apparently she wasn't here to be used. Seriously, why would you come here, wear a collar, and not be happy Master Logan collared you? I mean, all he did was put a butt plug in her."

Katie felt a little better. She hurried out of the room. Just as she entered the blue beam at the exit of the room her collar blinked. She turned around looking into the room as a beautiful, tall blonde goddess stared at Katie. Katie stepped through the light and her collar expanded. She ripped it off and stormed out as the Mistress snapped her fingers frustrated.

Katie walked to her car, almost running in the rain. On her windshield she found a large plastic bag. It was clipped under her windshield wipers. She got into her car and opened it.

Inside were 8X10 pictures of her night from start to finish. From sitting in the booth, to being bound, to being changed, to being ass rapped to exiting. A note said:
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Claire is a professional slave here. We pay $400 a night. If you're interested, call me.

-Steve Ramski....owner operator of Sci-Club-Fi

Katie read it and put it in the passenger seat itching her ass.

She pulled out her phone, and texted Theresa and Jean.

"What are you doing next week, I found a sweet club!"


Part 4

Katie sat at her computer a week later. She had in fact called Steve, but had decided that she needed to visit a few more times before she sought employment. Steve had recommended a few websites which Katie was not perusing.

The itching in her rear finally gone, her hand clicked the mouse quickly. While Thresa was out of town, her best friend Jean had decided to come along, and bring Jean's cousin Amanda.

Jean was Katie's college room mate. She was a pleasantly plump woman with a warm smile and auburn hair. She had a large heart and was always very kind to Katie. She was also a prude. Jean hadn't been kissed in 3 years, and Katie was determeined to break her out of her shell. Where better to do so then at the Sci-club-Fi!

Amanda was...a tramp. She was your stereotypical blond bombshell. Despite being short at only 5'3" she had a large chest and long athletic legs that came from countless hours on a treadmill.

Katie saw her previous week's anal intrusion not as a rape but as an opportunity. She of coarse wished she could have read about this place in the paper and not experienced it first hand, but she now knew she had to learn more about this world. A plan had formed in her head to not only help Jean, but break Amanda.

Katie again stood outside the club, in the same parking space as before. She wore a similar outfit, conservative black sweater, nice jeans with some embrodiary, and gym shoes. Katie planned on doing more watching tonight then participating, so decided her high heeled shoes could wait. There was no rain thankfully tonight as she listened her phone chime.

New Text message: Jean : Be there in two minutes. This place is in the back woods huh? Lol

Soon Jean's car pulled up. The two woman stepped out. Katie chuckled to herself when she saw Amanda's outfit. As usual she was dressed like a slut. A white satin blouse was un-buttoned showing off her ample cleavage. Her legs were covered only by a tiny white cotton skirt that reminded Katie of something a contry singer would wear. High heeled black leather knee high boots covered her feet. Katie could clearly see the black lace lingerie that Amanda wore beneath her "clothes".

"She won't be in that long", Katie thought to herself.

Jean wore her usual flat sandals and a flowing black ankle length dress that covered her to the ankles. It had small blue flowers on it which matched her blue blouse which was buttoned up to the top button.

"My, that is one big purse dear," Jean said looking at Katie.

"Oh," Katie said nervously, "You know, that time of the month. It sucks."

The three woman chuckled, and then Katie led them to the entrance. As they waited in line, Katie set her plan in motion.

"I hate Aunt flow," she said, "I need this line to hurry up. I need a washroom now."

The three woman shared horror stories of their PMS lives.

As soon as they entered, Katie gave the men her ID, was fitted with her collar, and then entered the club. As before, the blue beam of light shrank her collar, but this time she smiled evilly.

Katie knew she had left her friends at the door. She also knew that they were too gullible, especially Amanda, to not enter club. She also knew, from experience, that the bouncers would not let them enter without a collar. All Katie had to do was remain hidden. And of coarse, Katie had a plan for that.

Katie had been online as I mentioned before. I did not mention what she had purchased. Sci-Club-Fi had it's own site and there was several objects and outfits that one could buy. Unfortunately, Katie could not find a palm pilot on the site. She did however, find a solid black hood. It was leather, thicker then Katie would have liked though. She did however like that it was the only one without a blindfold or a gag. With any luck, Katie could put the hood on, sit at the bar un-noticed and watch the plights of Jean and Amanda.

Katie entered the stall and opened her large purse. She pulled out the mass of leather and quickly pulled her hair into a pony tail. There was a loop at the top of the hood and she fed her hair through it before the hood settled on her head. She adjusted it, while sitting on the toilet until it was seated correctly. Wanting to be an observer, she did not lock the buckle or the strings in the back of the hood. As quick as she could she stood and exited, finding a seat at the bar hiding as best she could in the corner of the club. She was confident her friends could not see her, nor recognize her now.

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"Excuse me" Katie said in the direction of the bartender. "I would like a vodka cranberry and one of those pal pilot things please."

"Well I can get you your drink", said the handsome bartender," but the palm pilots can only be given by the owner, Steve."

"Shit", Katie thought to herself. She took out her phone and called Steve, but frowned when she received only a voicemail.

Katie stirred her drink and rotated the stool as Amanda and Jean entered. The two both looked nervous and were fidgeting with their collars. Jean was inspecting Amanda's and trying to wiggle it off. The two looked nervous but not scared.

It was then that Katie noticed something. The person next to her who she had previously only seen as a screen to hide behind had walked off and left their palm pilot. Katie seized the opportunity.

It took a few seconds to figure out, but soon Katie had a map of the room. Blue and red dots moved around the floor-plan and Katie soon realized that the red ones were submissive, like her and her friends, and the blue ones were dominant. She counted 13 doms and only 5 subs. She knew that meant she was on borrowed time. She had to get the ball rolling on Amanda and Jean and then leave before someone discovered her in the corner.

Katie found Jean and Amanda, they were standing on the corner of the dance floor. Amanda was talking and laughing on the phone oblivious to the peril she was in while Jean nervously was texting. Katie's phone buzzed in her pocket, and she read the text.

Jean: Where are you, this place is creepy and Amanda won't shut up.

Katie tapped Amanda's little red icon. A screen popped up that had Amanda's driver's liscence picture on it. A small screen on the side dropped down.

1.Remove clothing

2.Attach object

3.Restrict ability

4.Adjust object

Katie clipped the "Attach object" section and a drop down menu appeared, with over 700 options all alphabetical! A great deal of them Katie did not know, but when she got to the B's she found one for Amanda.

"Butt Plug (remote control)"

Katie touched it and looked at Amanda.

Amanda dropped her phone and yelped looking at Jean in terror. She lifted her own skirt and began to claw at her rear end. Her black satin and lace thong expanded and protruded out as the buttplug, a steel color, slowly materialized in her rear end. Speechless she jumped and whined looking at Jean who looked lost and useless.

Amanda grabbed the base of the plug and tried to pull it out but was unable to. Little to her knowledge, microscopic hooks had embedded themselves into the walls of Amanda's virgin asshole.

Katie tapped it again and another drop down chart entered with several butt plug options. Katie first chose the one named "tingle".

Amanda jumped and moaned, sobbing and whimpering. She bent her knees, trying to pull out the plug as Jean watched memorized.

Katie clicked on it again, but the screen had changed. It was back to the original floor plan, and Amanda's icon was now green. Katie clicked on it, and a message popped up.

"Slave 2114 "Amanda Stevenson" is under the control of Master 0024, Marcus Cortez. He out ranks you and you are no longer allowed to play with his property."

Katie stamped her foot, and then quickly clicked on Jean's icon. The second she did, Jean's icon turned green.

"Slave 2115 "Jean Stevenson" is under the control of Master 0192, Yuri Ramanov. He out ranks you and you are no longer allowed to play with his property."

Katie tossed the controller down and looked up. A huge muscular Hispanic man was connecting a leash to Amanda who was trying desperately to beat him off. Her mouth was stuffed with a giant red ball gag, and her shirt was now folded neatly at her feat, causing her lace covered tits to sway as she resisted.

Jean yelped. Katie turned her attention to her. Jean's conservative shoes soon morphed. Over the coarse of 30 seconds the heel's grew to an intense 8 inches. They crawled up and under her dress. Soon, Jean teetered on the heels with only her toes touching the floor, her feet arched to the near vertical. Jean lost her balance and fell on her side. She lifted her dress trying to find laces to untie but failed.


Part 5

It was then that Katie felt a new, strange sensation. Her vision seemed cloudy and darker. Katie wiped her eyes but felt some sort of a covereing that felt oddly like leather. As it darkened, Katie took a deep breath as the realization that someone had added a blindfold to her hood sunk in. Katie calmly, to not draw attention to herself tried to unhook the blindfold but found it a solid part of the hood now.

The next sensation touched her lips. It was if part of the hood was flooding into her mouth and Katie could taste the leather. She knew better to resist it, but calmly began to accept the leather in her mouth. Soon it expanded until her mouth was filled to capacity, her tongue pinned down. It slowly changed until a vein covered leather penis stuffed her mouth.

It was then that she remembered her hood was not locked or fastened. Katie lifted her arms to the back of her head, and it was then when the unseen dom struck.

Hands, soft but firm slid from her shoulder blades, under her armpits and over her breasts. Unlike the man Jack, these were warm, almost soothing. They massaged her chest, rubbing it softly. Katie hated to admit it, but with in seconds she knew she would willingly submit to whoever owned these hands.

A kiss on her neck mad her exhale, which was followed by the words "Let me help you with that sweetie".

Katie nodded as the hands left her chest. She wanted them back and started to look behind her when her hood tightened. She felt the strings, one at a time being tightened. When they could tighten no more, there was a loud pop, signifying that this person had locked it.

"Ah, much better," said the voice.

It was then that Katie recognized it as a female.

"Umm...I Ish nawt a lezbyan", Katie mumbled.

"Shhhh", said the voice returning her hands to Katie's chest, "Here, you are whatever I want you to be.

Katie felt the woman's hands slide down her stomach and under her sweater. When the woman whispered into Katie's ear that she should lift her arms up, Katie complied. She exhaled as the woman removed Katie's sweater. Before she could lower her arms, Katie's breasts swung free as the woman lifted Katie's bra over her head.

"Now little slave", the woman whispered seductively, "Your going to be a good girl and stand, right?"

Katie nodded, and stepped off the bar-stool. Her jeans popped open and the woman slid down her jeans and white panties in one fluid motion. Every inch her pants slipped down, the woman kissed Katie's right leg...then kissed her way up her left leg. Katie arched her back as her breathing increased.

Katie could tell the woman was in-front of her but couldn't see it. Soon the woman kissed Katie's neck as her hands fidgeted around Katie's crotch. The stimulation down there aroused Katie, but it was strange. There was no insertion. No caressing. It was like the Mistress had a purpose, but pleasuring Katie wasn't it.

As soon as it started, the sensations were gone. No more kisses, no more crotch touching. Katie shifted her head looking around blindly. What she did notice was a dull weight that seemed to be centered right on her clit. She shifted her legs and felt a cool chain tickle her shins.

The woman, a few feet away, yanked the clit leash she had clipped onto Katie and grinned evilly as Katie yelped out of breath and stumbled into her. The woman embraced Katie and tugged menacingly on the clit leash.

"Such a lovely capture tonight," the woman whispered. "I saw you install the butt plug on your friend over there. Those hooks are evil you know? You should know, the same technology is now installed on that little clitty of yours. Don't you?"

Again she tugged on the clit leash. Katie yelped and exhaled into her gag again as the Mistress drove home the point.

Katie moaned and nodded at a furious pace, her crotch becoming wetter by the second.

"Oh yes, I think this is going to go well for us both," the woman stated. "My name is Liz, however you will address me as Mistress. Is that understood Katie?"

Katie nodded and mumbled a "Yesh Miwteww".

"Such a good girl," Mistress Liz said with a voluptuous smile.


Part 6

Katie tried her best not to yelp, but failed as she was tugged along by her clit leash. A horrible problem had arisen for her. If she walked to slow, the leash would yank her clit. If she walked too fast, the nipple clamps that Mistress Liz had since added would wobble and tug on her sensitive nipples. She had no idea where she was going, she just wanted to get their quickly.

Finally they came to stop, Katie out of breath.

Though she could not see it, she could hear Mistress Liz tapping on her palm pilot.

"It says here you're a school teacher, 2nd grade." She said. "Well, I dought that school teacher's have these in their closet.

With that Katie's feet tingled. She felt herself rise up. What was strange was that she did not rise up as if she was on heels, her whole body rose up a few inches. After that, she got the expected as her feet arched into the 4 inch heel which now adorned her feet. She did not however feel any straps or boots on her feet.

"Now hunny," Mistress Liz said. "We are coming to some stairs. Nice and easy, one at a time, there we go, good girl. Ok stop, stay here."

Katie could not help but obey. Mistress Liz's voice was so warm, yet powerful.

There was some brief but soft tugs on her leash, causing Katie to take a step or two forward.

After a short while Katie could hear more voices. Most of them were male, but there was at least one other female, and a gagged one.

Katie's vision cleared. Slowly at first, but she knew the leather was reseeding.

Katie was on a platform. Her shoes were infact clear stiletto 4 inch platform stripper shoes. They were awkward, but she had to admit that her naked legs looked great in them. Several people had gathered around and were looking at her. There was 3 men, including Jack who was looking at her like a piece of meat. One male she didn't know.

Katie opened her eyes in horror when she saw Jean. She was in a black latex cat suit that had small holes in the front where her nipples stuck out. She wore a corset that looked heavy and metal, black like the suit. She still had the same boots on. She also noticed that there was a slit in the cat suit, exposing her pussy. Master Yuri, a Large over-weight man that was obviously eastern European, had Jean on his lap, his cock deep into her pussy.

Mistress Liz, a Large but not over-weight blond Mistress in an elegant red flowing dress looked at Katie and whispered "dance". It was then that Katie looked around. She was on a dance platform, with a large metal pole in the middle of it. Her leash had been fastened to it.

Bright red from embarrassment at having Jean see her like this, Katie wrapped her leg around the pole, and twirled.


Part 7 (added: 06/20/2010)

In two weeks, Katie would be married. She loved Danny, and she knew that while the club gave her good times, Danny made her happy in the long run. She thought this as she waited in line at Sci-Bondage-Fi.

You see, since Katie was to be married in two weeks, she wanted her one last fling. It was like her own private bachlorette party in her mind.

Since this was her last hooraw, she dressed appropriately. Katie didn't own any slutty clothing, her job as a private school teacher made it difficult. She did know how to dress though. A pink summer formal dress danced in the summer's cool breeze. It was a very beautiful dress, just a hint of cleavage and ending just above her knees. Her chilled legs were covered in tanned pantyhose. Under the dress she wore a set of light pink lingerie. It was not, of coarse, slutty but the ruffles and lace mixed with satin made Katie feel slutty, by her standards. Her shoes were white, leather sandals with a conservative 2 inch heel. Despite the small size of the heel, it was more un-conferrable then Katie's usual flats.

As Katie looked around she watched the others in line. Some were obviously veterans, dressed in leather and latex right out in the public. Some looked like novices, a girl in jeans and a tank top, but her jeans bulging from the chastity belt beneath. Others looked clueless.

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Katie opened her purse and checked her palm pilot. It read "Not in range".

Katie cursed the line. You see, Katie was not the prey tonight, but the predator. She was desperate to feel in control of another human being, male or female. She had been taken twice at the club, and now it was her vengeance. Every person she saw, wicked thoughts danced through her head.

"Oh that girl with the big tits", she thought, "I'd love to stripe them with a cane. That boy with the cute buns would look cuter stuffed with a strap on."

Finally, she was in. She was fitted with her collar as usual, and smiled as it tightened when she entered the club. Once inside, she immediately opened her palm pilot. She clicked her own icon and it popped up.

Katie Taylor
Age 26
Preference: slave
Sexuality: All
Limits: None

Katie tapped a few icons as she slowly walked with her head down. She was headed to the bar, where she could sit like an eagle on perch.

As she walked, her icon changed. After a few seconds of walking, Katie's Icon read...

Katie Taylor
Age 26
Preference: Mistress
Sexuality: All
Limits: None

Katie walked to the bar, her head low oblivious to her surroundings.

Suddenly a large beam of light appeared on Katie as a loud buzzer went off. Few people picked their heads up from their random activities, but a few looked at Katie.

Katie froze in fear. She stood motionless. A small hum erupted and Katie dropped her palm pilot. Despite the loud music, Katie could hear nothing, as if she was in another world though fully conscious. She put her legs together and slowly, nervously lowered herself to pick up the palm pilot while keeping her eyes on the crowd. She bent at the knees instead of the waist as to not flash the whole bar.

When she bent down, she looked at the ground. On either side of her feet a very small metallic pole spring out of the ground. It was thin, less then an inch wide and came up to just above her ankles. There it stayed, not touching her, for a few seconds approx 6 inches away. A slight click and Katie watched as from the top of this tiny pole a small nozzle appeared. It too was tiny, only about an inch around in circumference. The funnels pointed at Katie's feet as she stayed motionless.

A very small amount of yellow mist was expelled from the nozzles. Katie barley felt it, only a slight cooling on her feet and ankles. She looked down nervously, but with a growing sense that this was not as bad as it could be. Slowly she stood as her feet were covered. Despite this, there was not a visible sign of any change.

Katie picked up her palm pilot and clicked her icon, still motionless. Her icon was now green. When she clicked it, her name read...

"Katie Taylor is under the possession of BDSM trap 34. She will be available for your pleasure soon, but please be patient."

Katie got nervous and tried to walk away. As she did, she almost fell on her face. Her feet would not move. Katie pulled and tugged but she could simply not get her feet to leave the floor. Frantically she tried to remove her shoes but they were stuck on, unable to leave her feet.

Katie looked down in horror. A metal plate was rising up from the floor millimeters in front of her toes. Slowly with an unmistakable whining sound it rose until it was at her waist. There it stopped, close enough for Katie's pink dress to brush against it.

Then, magically, new plate extended horizontally out from it. Slowly it extended away from her, leading Katie to think that perhaps it was broken, or she was in the wrong spot. When the metal band was a few feet out, two openings appeared in it. Katie opened her mouth in shock. The floor had created a bench for her to bend over, and her tits would be in the opening. As a woman approached, Katie tried in panic to break the glue's trap on her feet.

"Oh calm down you little slut", the woman said. "You walked right into a clearly marked trap, don't act like you don't want this."


Part 8 (added: 06/20/2010)

For the first time Katie noticed a large yellow ring on the otherwise black floor. Katie was standing in the exact middle of it. Katie looked back at the girl in terror, speechless. The girl was holding what looked like a pair of black Olympic swimming goggles. She wore all black, black knee high stiletto boots, tight black jeans, and a black t-shirt with the logo of "Sci-club-Fi" on it. Her name tag read "Carly". She was not unattractive at all, with a short pageboy haircut, a great chest and wide but curvy hips that matched her body shape.

Carly walked behind Katie, and lifted the goggles over her head. Katie knew that struggling was useless in this place, especially with her feet glued to the floor. She could not resist raising her hands slightly though in defense and whimpering nervously as Carly placed the goggles over her eyes, and adjusted Katie's long hair. Once they were on, Katie was completely blinded.

"Don't worry", Carly said as her hands glided over the petrified girl's toned athletic ass, "With a body like yours, you will meet your quota in just a few hours."

"What?", Katie said with obvious fear, "Qu...Quota? What do ush bean Wauota....hey!"

Before Katie could inquire about the quota, her mouth was filled with the same ring gag that Master Jack had used. Katie reached up and tried to pull the gag out but the magic of this place kept it firmly attached, and her mouth wide open, inviting anyone, or thing to enter. Katie also felt something new. She used her fingers to touch her tongue. On the top of it, Katie felt a small metal ball.

"Yoush peecied mi tougge!?" Katie screamed.

Carly giggled.

"Well, it is kind of a piercing. Don't worry, I can see that your married from your records here. By the time you go home that little gem will be long gone." Carly discussed. "You see, that's crucial to your trap here. It's not just a means to pleasure your clients, it's a sensor. You, my little tart, are to orally service a certain amount of people. This is your first time in this trap so your quota is only seven people. That sensor will detect cum, but not precum. If it detects pre-ejaculation fluid, and then not the corresponding ejaculation fluid, there will be pain in your future."

Carly's fingers lifted Katie's skirt slowly, teasingly.

"Now my favorite part," Carly said with an un-seen wicked smile.

Katie inhaled deeply as a sudden pain exploded into her ass. Simultaneously Katie felt an invasion in her crotch. Her ass and pussy lips spread and Katie bent at the knees and waist from the sensations erupting in her. Her fists clenched tight and she moaned as Carly held Katie's skirt above her waist which created a round of applauds from the patrons watching. Katie looked skyward as her lower regions sent sensations in waves to her brain.

Slowly at first, Katie's ass was filled with a metallic butt plug. It was frigid cold which didn't help Katie. The only thing colder was the dildo that was painfully spreading her pussy wide. Carly watched licking her lips as the metallic objects finally settled, but did not stop working. A thin trail of silver slid between the two objects, connecting them. Once completed, another lifted up Katie's butt-crack to the small of her back. Whoo's and Ahhh's came from the crowd as metal appeared out of no-where, wrapping horizontally around her waist. Soon, Katie was wearing a skin tight, unbreakable, and seamless bright silver chastity belt.

Katie could not protest, she was in too much pain. Carly pushed Katie softly between the shoulder blades which caused her to bend over the metal plate. Katie was now bent at the waist at a perfect 90 degree angle, her feet still glued tightly together. She gasped deeply and moaned as Carly wrapped two thick black leather straps around Katie's waist, contrasting her soft pink dress. Katie didn't even notice her breasts dangling down the holes in the table. They were only concealed by her dress and her flimsy bra.

Carly tied Katie's hair into a ponytail, leaving her bangs to tickle Katie's forehead. Blinded, Katie could only feel Carly playing with her hair. Little to her knowledge, Carly was weaving in a leather thong, strong and stiff.

She pulled on it, and Katie was forced to look straight ahead, her head pulled back by the hair. Carly tied this leather strand to the chastity belt's loop in the small of her back. Carly couldn't help but stroke Katie's exposed ass cheek as she walked up and approached her arms.

Katie had not seen it, but arms had protruded out from the metal plate that her torso now rested on. Carly soon connected Katie's own arms to these metal ones with metal police handcuffs.

Katie now stood bent over 90 degrees at the waist. Her arms were spread completely horizontal, parallel to the floor. They spread out at a right angle from her own torso. Katie hardly noticed though, still bucking from the anal and vaginal intrusion, until Carly had applied a slightly larger set of handcuffs to Katie's arms just above the elbows.

"It's a shame we can't orgasm on duty baby", Carly whispered in Katie's ear. "If I could....Oh those lovely lips of yours would be put to good use. I'll take your palm pilot for safe keeping. IF you get your quota in time, you can get it before you leave tonight. Good luck sweetie."

Katie could hardly respond. She laid on the table out of breath, her chest heaving and small whimpering and whining sounds coming from her gagged mouth. She pulled at the bindings, softly at first but with increasing force. Despite this, all she could do was wiggle, her exposed ass shaking.


Part 9 (added: 06/20/2010)

Without warning her vision changed. From solid black, a digital screen appeared her very eyes. There was a picture first, of a man. Katie froze as words appeared before her eyes.

Current Quota...7. Current Pleasured...0.

Now entering slave's ring...Joshua Michelson, Client 0113.

Katie froze, nervously awaiting the next move in her story.

Pleasure Client Timer Started....10:00...9:59....9:58

The instant the timer started, a hard fleshy cock touched Katie's lips. She exhaled and clenched her face trying to close her lips. A solid man's hand grasped Katie's hair as the cock made a circle slowly around her lips, at the tip of her lips but not entering. Katie sobbed.

Finally, the cock slid past her lips and into her mouth. Katie gagged as it touched the back of her throat. Joshua moaned, and with his hand on the back of her head, kept his cock deep in Katie's throat which cut off her air supply. Katie panic'd and with her head getting light, finally felt the man pull out enough for her to breath. He then began a rhythmic pumping, his cock sliding in over her tongue and touching the back of her throat at the height of each thrust.

Katie looked at the timer, and it worried her.

3:45...3:44...3:43...

She did not want it to reach zero. She didn't know what zero meant, but she knew it was bad. Despite the intense feelings in her lower parts, she cupped her tongue around this man's cock, the little ball sliding onto the delicate underside of his rod.

Joshua groaned, and with two pumps, exploded into Katie's mouth. She chocked and gagged as cum seemed to swish around in her submissive mouth. She coughed and chocked as without a word Joshua left.

Current Quota...6. Current Pleasured...1.

Katie tried desperately to catch her breath. Drool and cum flowed out of her mouth, down her chin, and onto the table as her screen went black.

She did not have to watch long however. Katie's display brought another client seconds after Joshua left the ring.

Now entering slave's ring...Tyrone Jackson, Client 2201.

Katie froze mid-breath, her mouth still wide open.

Pleasure Client Timer Started....10:00...9:59....9:58

Katie felt a massive cock smash into her cheek. It was violent, her head moving slightly to the side before the thong's tension snapped her head back in place. Within seconds her other cheek felt the stinging slap of Tyrone's cock.

Katie whimpered in embarrassed pain, she felt like so much more of a slut then she had planned to be.

"That's a good slut. You like that don't you, you little slut! I know you be dreaming of black cock...don't you!" Tyrone seemed to scream.

After another slap on each cheek from Tyrone's huge cock, it was shoved unceremoniously into her mouth. Katie gagged and felt her head snap backwards from the force of the thrust. She sobbed as her mouth was stuffed.

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Pleasure bulb activated

Tyrone and Katie both moaned loudly as the bulb through Katie's tongue began to vibrate. It instantly stimulated the man's huge dick, and within seconds he was furiously pumping his hips. Katie could feel his nuts slapping on her chin, and she feared Danny would ask what the bruises on her chin were.

Katie could tell from his client number that he was new to the club, probably his first time. Luckily for her, this meant no stamina. As her timer read 7:41...7:40...7:39...Tyrone's gigantic black cock pulsed crude cream into her mouth. He was skilled enough however to stick his cock deep into her throat so that the vast majority of his cream slid directly into her belly. As with Joshua, Katie felt the dick slide out and her screen turn black without even a thank you. Just a few cells was enough, and her bulb stopped vibrating as it detected another satisfied client.

Current Quota...5. Current Pleasured...2.

Katie was happy that the Quota was getting smaller, but was appalled by how high it still was. In the corner she also saw the current time. It was 11:31 PM, and Katie knew that the bar closed at 2am. Common sense would say that she would be freed at 2am if she had not made her quota...but Katie knew this was a false hope.

Part 10 (added: 06/20/2010)

The next few hours passed slowly for Katie. The small of her back was killing her from being bent at a perfect 90 degree angle. Her arms had lost feeling a long time ago, numb from the lack of blood as they stretched out perpendicular to her bound body. Her feet though in a smaller conservative heel, were starting to ache as well. What worried her was that her last client was more then 90 minutes ago, and the bar was closing in a few hours. She was terrified of the potential events if she didn't meet her quota.

Finally, her goggles came to life.

Current Quota...5. Current Pleasured...2.

Now entering slave's ring... Marcus Cortez, Client 0024.

Katie's eyes blinked and she searched her memory as the name rang a bell.

Pleasure Client Timer Started....10:00...9:59....9:58

"That name, where do I know that name?" Katie thought to her self.

At that moment a large fleshy cock slid past her ring gag. Her thoughts were interrupted by the cock sliding not down her throat as before, but this time down her cheeks. Along the inside of her right cheek, and then her left cheek the hard shaft slid, gliding effortlessly along the inside of her ring gag as it pulsated in and out of her mouth.

Katie tired to maintain her control, although repulsed by the unfamiliar cock, she inhaled in rhythm with this stranger's pumps, trying to get her quota down as fast as she could.

As the timer read 6:34...6:33...6:32...she felt the man speed up. Unlike the obviously black man who had sped through the whole process, this man was taking his time, delaying the inevitable but picking up the speed just enough to increase his pleasure, and the size of his rod.

3:13...3:12...3:12...

Smoothly, and with a slight moaning Katie felt the cock slide just a touch deeper and a tad faster into her mouth. The client's balls began to slap her chin and Katie noted that they were slightly heavier then the previous man's.

0:17...:0:16...0:15...

The clock ran down and Katie closed her eyes in fear of what would happen if the man did not get the pleasure he obviously sought. With one second on the clock, white semen shot out of his rod and into her mouth. Pulse after pulse seemed to engorge her mouth. Katie wanted to spit it out but could not due to the combination of the ring gag and the dick in her mouth. Regrettably, she swallowed the load.

Current Quota...4. Current Pleasured...3.

Almost as soon as the man finished, Katie noticed a moaning and whimpering that was deciding female. Katie tilted her head to her left, where the sound came from and tried to listen. The whimpering told Katie that someone was coming closer, but not by choice.

Current Quota...4. Current Pleasured...3.

Now entering slave's ring... Amanda Stevenson, Slave 2114.

Katie screamed and shook her head as violently as the knot in her hair would allow. She tried desperately to close her mouth, knowing that it was a lost cause.

Pleasure Client Timer Started....10:00...9:59....9:58

Katie felt Jean's cousin smash her crotch into Katie's face. From the force and the whimpering Katie could tell that the girl had help. Amanda's pussy was smashed into Katie's face, her nose feeling squished by the girl's clitoral hood. Right off the bat Katie could tell that Amanda was horny; her lips were full and loaded with blood.

"Ah yes my lil slut, you remember." Katie heard. She quickly deduced that Marcus had not left the ring.

"This is the girl you brought with you that fateful night a few months ago, no?" Marcus continued in his smooth, strong Hispanic accent. "She is very thankful. You see, I own her now. From the moment I saw that girl's chest, that blond, sweet smelling hair I knew I had to have her. I bought her that night. Oh I can't take her home of course. So she stays here, in the kennel downstairs. And you love it, don't you slave Amanda?"

Amanda screamed and let some gagged and muffled obscenities fly. Katie knew this was not Amanda's choice, but was as helpless as Katie.

7:21...7:20...7:19...

Despite her fear, embarrassment, and shame, Katie had a job to do. Through the gag, she searched with her tongue for Amanda's clit. With her smashed into Katie's face, it wasn't a long search. Soon, she was flicking her tongue rapidly over the girl's swollen little friend.

Amanda shook and fought, however her moans changed. From fear and hatred, they were becoming passionate and needing. Her struggles soon became pumping hips, and deep breathing.

Unable to suck in Amanda's labia, she simply continued rocking her tongue over the girl's clit.

At the 3:01 mark Amanda's body shuttered...paused....and then exploded. A gush of fluid covered Katie's face as the crowd cheered and chanted.

Katie heard Amanda being dragged away, her breathing heavy and labored.

"See?" Marcus whispered in Katie's ear. "She loves it, you hear? She should love you more now, since that's her first orgasm since I bought her."

With a huge slap on the ass that stung like hell, Marcus left the circle.

Chants of "Katie! Katie! Katie! Katie!" echoed from the crowd.

As Marcus left, Katie's goggles didn't even go black this time. Within seconds they lit up...

Current Quota...3. Current Pleasured...4.

Now entering slave's ring...Travis O'Rielly, Client 1340.

Katie knew she was going no where, so opened her mouth and invited the man with her tongue.

Pleasure Client Timer Started....10:00...9:59....9:58

Katie's blinded eyes opened wide as the cock stuffed her mouth. This was too big to be a cock. She could swear an elephant was stuffing it's penis in her mouth. She chocked and gagged as the man moaned with satisfaction.

"Oohhh girly," the man said with a very southern twang. "You done in it deep now baby. This here is southern meat, you like that lil tramp?"

Katie's eyes were clenched closed and her air passage was cut off, but she forced her self to nod.

"That's good, yea that's real good." Travis continued. "Then you gonna love the ride this bull will give ya."

Katie finally got a breath as he pulled out, but she barley had time to exhale before it was shoved back in. This was different then any other oral she had ever given. Before tonight, Danny was the only one she had ever given oral to. Those few times she did in the 7 years they dated, and the men tonight all pumped into her mouth. This man however inserted his cock deep into her throat, and then stood there. Seconds before she passed out the man would pull out, and then smash it deep into her again after she got a few brief seconds of air.

2:05...2:04...2:03...

Katie knew she couldn't take it. Her head felt so light, her vision blurry. The lack of oxygen was making her sick. Her whimpers were half hearted, quiet and muted.

0:41...0:40...0:39...

"Yeeeeeeee Hah!" Travis yelled as cum spurted into Katie's throat. He stuffed his gigantic rod deep into her, and then smiled successfully as she passed out unconscious.


Part 11 (added: 06/20/2010)

A loud beep snapped Katie awake. Her screen read...

Current Quota...1. Current Pleasured...6.

Quickly, Katie did the math in her head...

"Josh, Tyrone, Marcus, Amanda, Travis, which means I pleasured 5 people. How the hell...oh no..." she thought.

Katie whimpered and sobbed as she came to the terrible conclusion, someone had been pleasured by Katie, while she was passed out. How long was she asleep, what the hell happened? Who did she pleasure? Her screen came to life...

Current Quota...1. Current Pleasured...6.

Current time 1:55am. Deadline in 5 minutes...

Katie whimpered and pleaded for someone to stuff her mouth; she had to be home for Danny! What would he do!?

Current Quota...1. Current Pleasured...6.

Current time 2:00am. Deadline reached. Enjoy your stay at Sci-Club-Fi. Good night Katie.

A humming she had not noticed before stopped as the system went to sleep. Only then did Katie notice that for the first time there was no music, no voices. She was alone, on display, in an empty dance-floor. She had fallen one short of her quota. Her goggles went black accept for the current time, a digital orange set of numbers that now read "2:01 am".

Katie tried to sleep, but her fear of what she would tell Danny kept her awake. Tears filled her goggles as she was forced to bend over. The pain was awful. At least there was some conciliation; she could no longer feel her arms.

At 4:21 am, Katie jolted up from her half asleep state. She could swear she heard foot prints. Half conscious, she hardly noticed as a finger touched the side of her goggles. The humming started up, and Katie whimpered as best as her sleep deprived body would let her.

Current Quota...1. Current Pleasured...6.

Now entering slave's ring... Steve Ramski, Client 0001.

Katie instantly perked up. Steve! Surely Steve would free her. Of coarse he would understand that this was just a big mistake. It's Steve! Oh what a delight!

Pleasure Client Timer Started....10:00...9:59....9:58

Katie looked confused...

Pleasure bulb activated...

No...No he wouldn't. Not Steve!

Steve's cock slowly and tenderly slid down her tongue and into her throat. Katie coughed and chocked, but knew this was her chance. To fill her quota she had to make Steve cum.

Steve was far too skilled at this. He knew Katie was desperate, and in no place to argue. As his penis slid into her, he stopped, letting it rest on her tongue. Katie instantly went to work. She sucked on his rod, bobbing her head as much as the leather string in her pony tail would allow her. She swirled her tongue rapidly, almost violently over his penis. She groaned, rumbling her throat which vibrated the man's rod. Steve knew patience though, and bought his time.

0:07...0:06...0:05...

Steve's cock erupted. Even though Travis was far larger then Steve, his cock sprayed like Niagara Falls. Katie heard Steve chuckle as his cum filled her stomach.

Current Quota...0. Current Pleasured...7.

Quota Complete. Congratulations. Release will commence in 0:05...0:04...0:03...

Katie waited, almost smiling behind her gag.

0:01...timer paused. Special orders downloading...downloading...downloading. Mind Control sequence initiated. D.N.A. Influx to begin when ready.

Katie panicked. She had no idea what any of that meant, but she knew it was bad. She tried hard to stomp her glued feet, free her bound arms, and spit out the gag in her mouth. She screamed and struggled in her nearly frozen state.

She stopped when a pair of lips kissed her exposed right butt cheek. She froze, trying to figure out exactly what the hell was going on. She jumped with a whine as the same sensation touched her other butt cheek. Within seconds, a pair of lips was kissing and tenderly nibbling on Katie's exposed ass cheeks. Still she struggled, not wanting the attention she was getting.

D.N.A. Influx to begin...Client recognized...Danny Walsh, Client 2134

"Dawwy!" Katie screamed trough her gag.

Katie was terrified, embarrassed, excited and desperate all at once.

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Despite her thoughts that surly Danny would free her, she felt his cock enter her mouth. She sobbed as her fiancé silently slid his cock in and out of her blubbering mouth.

"Suck it! He screamed, "Suck it you cheating bitch! After all I put up with, I find you here! Suck it!"

Katie obeyed, partially out of love for Danny, partially out of her current position, and partially because she liked pleasuring Danny.

She had now idea how long it took, but eventually Danny sprayed his cum into her mouth. She eagerly, between the tears swallowed it. Then Katie felt a knew, terrifying sensation. The anal plug, which Katie had all but forgotten about, sprayed warm goo into her rear end. It made Katie jump as best she could, and continue sobbing.

D.N.A. Influx complete. Mixing mind control substances now...stand by.

Steve's voice echoed in her ears. It was like Katie had suddenly been drugged. Even though Steve talked in a calm, professional manner, it was as if there were loud speakers in Katie's ears.

"What's happening now slut is your fiancé's giz is entering your stomach. There it will meet my Giz. That warm squishy feeling in your sexy little un-used anus is mind control chemicals. You got a big, and I mean big dose. It's mixing with our cum as we speak, though I am sure you can feel that." Steve said.

Katie groaned only slightly louder then her stomach.

"Once the chemicals recognize our D.N.A., from the giz, the cycle will be complete. You will be Danny's slave of course. I informed him tonight of your little excursions here and he was...well, quite mad. It took some of Carly's um...talents to get him to settle down." Steve continued. "So here is the deal. Danny sold some of your stuff to me, mostly your conservative clothes, your stock options, your car, you know all that meaningless stuff. He did it because he bought a mobile transmitter. This transmitter will let all of the talents and magic of "Sci-Club-Fi" be present in your house! Isn't that exciting! Carly was drugged as well, and Danny's sperm put her under his control. She got a smaller dose though, just long enough to help Danny install the mobile emitter. That little collar of yours will be on you...well...I guess until Danny doesn't want it on you! And, you're under his mind control anyways! See?"

With that, Steve removed the goggles. He was naked, looking as tanned and toned as ever. He reminded Katie of a lumberjack. Danny had obviously just come from bed. He was shirtless, but had his plaid Pajama pants and running shoes on. At his feet was Carly, the bartender. She was wearing a black lace lingerie set and the same boots from early.

"Carly," said Steve, "Go kiss Katie."

"Yes my Master." Carly said in a very robotic, non-sassy way that Katie had expected.

With very harsh and robotic movements she got up, walked to Katie, knelt, and patiently made out with the bound girl.

Danny chuckled.

"Go to sleep, my little slave fiancé." Danny said calmly.

Instantly Katie fell asleep.


Part 12 07/18/2010

Carly lived at Danny and Katie's house for a week. Her knowledge of the system was very useful in it's instillation of the mobile emitter at their house. Soon it was fully operational, much to Katie's dismay. Outside of their home, the Walsh's were a very normal couple. They socialized, worked, and lived the life that any married couple living in suburban Chicago lives. Inside the house, now that was a different story.

Katie would come home dressed in her usual teaching outfit and immediately strip. She knew better then to wait. Danny forced her to walk around the house in the sexiest and most revealing clothing as possible. Katie complied of course, not only because she knew she had no choice, but also because she had seen Carly. The week that Carly had spent with here saw her become a practical zombie. The usually flamboyant and outgoing Carly was silent, standing at attention at all times accept when she was sexually servicing someone or sleeping. Danny used Carly as a guinea pig for the system, testing the mind control settings as well as all of the different restraint devices and toys that the system offered him.

The one year anniversary of their marriage was coming up, and Katie looked forward to it with fear and joy. She had to admit, she loved Danny with all her heart. Despite the suffering he put her through; she was very slowly beginning to enjoy it. Making Danny happy made Katie happy, even if that mean many motionless hours while he received sexual pleasure from the use of her body.

"Hello?" Danny said, answering the phone. "Steve, how are you Mr. Ramski?!"

Katie's ears perked up and she looked over her shoulder as she cleaned the bath tub while wearing a deliciously sexy pink negligee.

"Why yes, our anniversary is coming up, I'm so pleased you remembered!" Danny continued into the phone. "Uh huh....uh huh...and how is Carly? Uh huh....oh that's good to hear."

Katie continued to listen between scrubs on the bath tub floor.

"Oh yes we would be delighted!" Danny exclaimed. "Next Saturday? Awesome. No, no, thank you!"

Katie heard the phone click. A few seconds later, the clit vibrator that was so delicately attached to her with the micro-hook technology hummed to life. Katie shuttered and gasped and then ran to see Danny.

"Yes?" Katie asked.

Danny stared at his wife. She was still stunningly beautiful. Her long slender athletic legs were bare and seemed to flow into her womanly hips. Danny was in love with her toned but not ripped abs. Her chest was ample but not excessive. And she still sported the most beautiful face he had ever seen.

Danny held her by the hips and kissed her. Not the way a Dominant tyrant of a Master kisses his submissive slave, but the way a loving husband kisses his adoring wife.

"Good news Hun," Danny started, "That was Mr. Ramski on the phone. For our anniversary he invited us to the club in one of the executive rooms tonight. He promised a great time."

"Will I...Will I have to....you know?" Katie asked as she looked at the floor.

"Perform?" Danny interjected. "Heavens no. You're my wife; I'm not interested in loaning you out or anything like that. This will be you, me, and Mr. Ramski with a few drinks. I tell you what, you can even dress conservative tonight...on the outside."

Danny turned Katie around by the shoulders and with a gentle tap on the but sent her to go and change.

A few hours later, their family sedan pulled up to the club and the two stepped out. Danny was in his usual Arizona slightly baggy jeans and a black stripped button up shirt. It was the usual clothing choice for the 5'8", 150lb male. Being an avid runner and hockey player, Danny was in good shape. Though slimmer then most males his age, he was still attractive and if he had wanted to cheat on Katie, could have on a number of occasions.

Katie wore a denim knee length skirt with a frayed bottom. She wore 1 inch conservative black sandal high heels with a black sleeveless top that was covered in white flowers. While conservative on the outside, underneath she wore a white lacey thong and a matching bra that pushed up and together her outstanding chest. The bra even had small holes for her delicious nipples to stick out. In a cold breeze, they could be seen through her top.

When they approached the ticket booth, they handed the man behind the stage a printed out ticket that Steve had e-mailed Danny. The man read it, and handed the two red collars, different from the blue ones that Katie usually wore at the club (and the minuscule green one that went around her ankle at home). Eagerly the two slipped the collar on the other's neck, and then waited. Soon Steve arrived in a very nice blue suit. It was obviously expensive and custom fit. Under the suit, he wore a light blue shirt and a yellow and blue stripped tie.

"Well hello there my friends!" Steve belted obviously happy to see couple. "How are you?! I'm so glad you could make it!"

Katie remained silent as Danny and Steve struck up a conversation about the last fishing trip Danny had been on. After a while Steve looked at his watch.

"Oh my, I must admit I have some stuff to do. May I please show you the suite where you can spend tonight before I attend to some stuff?" Steve asked politely.

"Sure", Danny said with a smile as Katie silently nodded.

The three walked a different path, up a few flights of stairs until they came to a small balcony. It was lavish, with red carpet and large cushy seats that looked over the main floor. The two bent over the railing and looked down at the crowd. There were quite a few people there, much more then Katie and Danny had seen before. Upwards of 100 people were sitting and dancing on the floor, drinking and having a good time.

Steve stood behind the two and gazed at their rear ends as they bent at the waist to look over the railing at the crowd. Nearly silently, and with a suddenly serious tone he whispered something into his watch.

Danny turned around.

"Wow, the crowd is kicken!" he exclaimed.

Steve smiled saying, "Oh yes, our reputation is growing by the minute it seems. Now if you'll excuse me, I must pretend to work here."

With a chuckle and a wave the three separated. Danny and Katie sat in two of the chairs while Steve left down the stairs.

Soon Danny and Katie were making small talk. Katie folded her legs and rested her head on a hand that was rested on the arm rest. Danny stretched out; put his feet on the railing and his hands behind his head.

Their conversation was ended when the couple heard the click clacking ho high heels behind them. What they saw opened their eyes.

Carly appeared. She wore a microscopic French maid outfit. Her huge chest was supported by the black corset with white ribbon and boning, and barley covered by the black and white lace top. Her seductive hips and ass were clearly visible in the tiny black satin skirt she wore. She wore a small white apron and carried a tray with a pair of margaritas on it.

"Compliments of the house", she said in a robotic tone, her eyes still straight ahead, "May I be of assistance in any other area?"

Katie smiled and reached for the glass closest to her. Danny did the same, and whispered into Carly's ear which made Katie nervous.

"As always Sir, your wish is my command." Carly replied to the whisper.

Danny cracked an evil smile as Carly set the tray down in robotic 90 degree movements. She then strode to Katie in her 5 inch stiletto heels and sat on the same chair making Katie scoot over. Katie grimaced and whimpered as she hurriedly moved to the side of the chair, smooshed against it's velvet arm. Carly rotated her head mechanically as her arm outstretched, gracefully caressing the back of Katie's neck causing Katie to breath deeply. She skillfully intertwined her fingers into Katie's brunette ponytail and slowly craned her neck back. Carly moved in and soon their lips touched. Danny took out his camera phone and began snatching pictures as Carly passionately, and Katie reluctantly made out.

Katie's eyes opened wide as she felt Carly's other hand snake it's way over her knee, and along the inside of her thigh. She whimpered into Carly's mouth reluctantly. Carly skillfully, hardly lifting Katie's skirt, continued to tease and torment Katie's thigh. Soon, she could tickle the fabric of Katie's thong. Lost in the moment, Katie's eyes closed and she leaned into Carly, uncrossing her legs. With this signal, Carly's hand greedily pulled Katie's thong to the side and caressed Katie's labia, Danny taking pictures the whole time. Carly played Katie like a puppet, toying and tormenting her clit and lips until Katie was a helpless mess, rolling and swaying in the chair. Katie's eyes opened wide and her body tensed the signal Danny was looking for.

"Now!" he yelled to Carly.

And with that, Carly mechanically broke the kiss, stood up; curtseyed and left, leaving Katie sprawled out and out of breath on the chair.


Part 13 07/18/2010

Katie slowly got up, seconds from the orgasm that she thought Carly was going to give her. She gave Danny a pouting look as she adjusted her clothing and fixed her thong in an un-ladylike manor.

"You know I hate it when you pull that shit" Katie said with an angry attitude.

"Oh?" Danny said, "You seemed to be enjoying it."

Katie rolled her eyes and adjusted her top as Danny sipped on the margarita.

"Oh wow!" he exclaimed. "Hun did you try this?"

Katie shook her head silently and then took a sip. Her eyes widened instantly.

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"Wow that is really good." Katie started. "I'm not a margarita fan but that's really good. The salt is good."

Danny nodded and took another big sip. It was smooth and hit the spot. Soon, the two of them had finished their drinks, and licked the salt of the glass. Danny was looking for Carly so he could order another pair when a massive spot light shinned on the two of them. They both looked up in fear and wonder until they saw the big screen TV. The two chuckled as they saw their picture, framed in a big red heart with the words "Club Kiss Cam" above it.

They smiled, held hands and kissed.

The usually timid Katie felt a rush of excitement. She had planned to simply peck Danny's lips for the sake of the camera, but soon felt the need to plunge her tongue deep into Danny. Soon, to the cheers of the crowd the two were kissing deeply, rolling their heads and passionately kissing each other deeply. That's when Danny realized something.

He wanted to end the kiss, to pull away but he couldn't. It was like his lips were some how glued to Katie's. He began to pull away, but there was a sharp pain in his lips like he would have to pull the skin off to separate. Katie now too realized it, and the two of them began to whine and moan as they tried to separate, their eyes wide with fear.

It was at this point that Steve, dressed the same as before, and entered the balcony. The crowd cheered as he waved to them and all eyes focused on the couple that was helplessly stuck together as five other people entered the balcony. One of them was Carly, dressed in her more usual jeans, club shirt, and boots.

Katie and Danny felt hands, everywhere. They were both in a panic, trying to kick and swat their attackers away with their mouths still glued together in a deep passionate kiss. They stood up from their chairs, which only helped the club's workers. With eyes wide, the two felt their hands lifted over their heads. Despite their struggles, they felt thick, heavy leather cuffs fasten around their wrists and then be locked to the ceiling. Danny's shirt was the first to go, as Carly unceremoniously cut it down the back with scissors and ripped it off, exposing his toned but not ripped chest. Katie's loud grunts and moans into Danny's mouth told him that her top was now removed as well. Danny felt Carly's hands around his crotch and soon his jeans were unfastened and torn away from his body. He yelled and cursed into Katie's mouth as a huge guard removed Danny's shoes with casual ease.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Steve said, speaking into a hand held microphone. "Welcome to the first annual slave auction!"

Despite the crowd's cheers and hysterics, Danny and Katie were soon in tears.

Steve walked by the two, caressing both of their rear ends.

"Isn't that salt yummy?", he said, "Little did you know that Katie's was part A, and Danny's was part B. Combined, they make a very strong epoxy glue...don't they?"

Steve smiled, and then addressed the masses.

"As we all know, the economy has been hard on us all." Steve continued. "This club in particular has lost over $240,000 this year alone. I know, I know, it is not your fault. To make up for that, we have had to turn to you...the black market! You scoundrels you!"

The crowd cheered and laughed as Steve carried on like the ringleader at the circus. He turned around covering the mic, "Leave her skirt on, she looks sexier like that."

Danny looked at Katie as he felt his own boxers rip down his legs. She was naked, besides the skirt and her heels. He could feel her naked chest against his and knew that in any other scenario he would take her in a second.

"Here we have a married slave couple for your enjoyment." Steve continued. "Danny is a male, thought he was a Master and will require more breaking and training then his slave wife Katie. I have...tasted her goods...if you catch my drift, and she is very talented. Both will be a fine addition to anyone's slave house. Shall we start the bidding at...$5,000?"

With that Danny and Katie panicked, they desperately tried to separate their lips and pull their arms free. All they heard was a wealth of numbers and dollar amounts announced by Mr. Ramski.

"Going once...going twice....sold!" Steve hollered to the cheers of the masses. "Please come up stairs and collect your winnings!"

All Danny saw come up the stairs was a man with no shirt on, wearing combat boots and black leather belted pants come up the stairs. All Katie saw was a nightmare.

Master Jack ignored Steve and Danny for a second, walking straight to Katie. Steve smiled as Jack brushed the hair from Katie's neck exposing it. He kissed it from behind as his hands slid up her tummy and cupped her delicious tits from behind, making Danny scream in anger.

"I take it you two have met?" Steve said with a whimsical smile.

"Only briefly," Jack said as Katie struggled, "And not nearly long enough."

Danny stomped his feet and glared, twisting in the chains.

"Ok", said Steve, "Let's go do the paperwork. $11,340 and they are all yours."

Danny and Katie watched as the men disappeared down the stairs. Katie screamed in fear but Danny never saw it coming. One of the large bouncers sprayed an aerosol can into the married couple's faces. It had too effects, one being that it counteracted the glue that connected their lips, and the second being that it paralyzed the two hapless victims.

"You two are so easy", Carly said with a sassy wink.


Part 14 07/18/2010

Though completely awake and aware of their surroundings, neither of the married couple could move a muscle as the bouncers lowered them down and unchained the naked couple. The two were put on hospital type stretchers and silently wheeled away as the crowd applauded.

The were rolled down a few hallways and past many doors until the bouncers left them in what looked like a rich man's living room. There was a large red brick fireplace, books in wooden shelves along the wall and was lavishly furnished. There the two lay frozen in their stretches for almost an hour.

Suddenly the door slammed shut, and Master Jack entered. Katie had tears flowing down her face as Master Jack massaged her left tit while he stared at Danny.

"I think I will start with you sweetie." Master Jack said.

He touched his palm pilot which he had pulled from his pocket and two large chains came from pulleys on the ceiling. He soon locked these to Katie's wrist cuffs and touched his palm pilot again. The chains retracted to the ceiling, pulling Katie off the stretcher and left her dangling upright a few inches off the ground.

Master Jack hummed to himself as with one hand he tapped on the controller and with the other massaged Danny's wife's crotch. Soon a mess of leather straps appeared at Master Jack's feet. They were all black leather, and he bent down to straighten them all out. Danny couldn't see below the stretcher, but knew Master Jack was around his wife's feet. Soon he was slowly standing, lifting the leather straps. Katie knew it was a full body harness and tried her best to escape her paralyzed prison. She shed a tear as three of the straps touched her crotch. One slid directly between her pussy lips, splitting them while the other two were each just outside her lips, there by pinning each lip in it's own leather cage.

"For added delight, there is a beautiful little clit stimulator for you girl on your little clitty, an added feature I designed." Master Jack said in a jovial tone.

With that, he lifted the rest of the straps over Katie's shoulders. Danny noticed that there were D-rings throughout the harness. Master Jack adjusted the breast openings to their widest, and then slipped them over Katie's warm boobs. Once they were touching her sternum, he touched his palm pilot and they contracted again, tightly squeezing each tit at its base painfully, though poor Katie could not protest.

Katie was spun so that her back was facing Danny. He immediately noticed that the three crotch straps became one that traveled between Katie's delicious butt cheeks. There was a strategic hole for her asshole that Danny could not help but notice. He was helpless to do anything but watch as Master Jack snapped a huge leather black collar around his wife's delicate neck. He then knelt out of Danny's view.

Several minutes later he re-appeared, standing and turning Katie to face her paralyzed husband as she was lowered to the ground. Again, this caused her to leave Danny's field of vision.

Soon the legs that Danny knew all too well came into view. This time however they sported black patent leather stiletto heels of about the 5 inch range with a connected locking patent leather ankle strap. To this strap, Master Jack had had connected the ceiling's chains, and Katie was now being helplessly hoisted to the ceiling upside down. Once Master Jack had his prize at the correct height, he turned her so her back was towards him. Off the grown he picked up what looked like to Danny to be a large pony tail, the exact color of his wife's brunette hair. With an evil look, he turned his hand to show that there was a connected butt plug, and this pony tail would be infact, Katie's tail.

Danny tried desperately to break free as Master Jack centered the plug between Katie's cheeks and slowly pushed. He twisted and pushed, causing Katie's body to sway in the chains, and Danny to try even hard to break his paralyzed prison. It was useless, and Master Jack backed away leaving the tail stuck inside Katie.

Master Jack pushed the controller, and raised Katie higher until her face was at level with his chest. He reached down and pulled out a ring gag.

"Look familiar?" he asked with a vicious look that made Katie's eyes open wide in fear.

She knew it was a lost cause and in seconds her mouth was spread painfully open. She looked at Danny, her paralyzed Master and husband as he lay helpless and unbound on the stretcher.

Master jack then picked up something Danny had never seen before. It was a head harness, with something attached. Danny could not see a gag, but did see several strange black leather appendages to it. Within seconds Master Jack was strapping it to his wife's beautiful face. For several minutes he adjusted this strap, tucked in Katie's hair, and tightened this strap. Finally he stepped aside so Danny could see.

To his horror, his wife had the face of a dog! The mask came complete with ears, and a long muzzle that looked like a black leather dog's face. Her eyes were still visible, but her face was covered from the top of her nose to the underside of her chin.

"Just a few more things my dear", Master Jack said confidently. "Then your all mine my little pup."

Katie was raised higher, and Danny lost her behind Master Jack as he began to work on her hands. After a few minutes he stepped aside presenting Katie to her husband like an upside down unveiling. Katie's arms were covered in gloves up to the elbows. Her poor delicate hands were crushed into fists, and replaced with what looked like black leather dog paws.

"Usually I cover my puppy's feet in paws as well," Master Jack said looking at his male toy. "But with the legs and feet that your wife has, I don't think that would be proper."

Master Jack lowered Katie to the ground. Danny could hear moaning that sounded like Katie's, and then the bell on her collar trailed away.

30 minutes later Master Jack returned.

"Your turn pup!" he said with a smile.

Danny felt Master Jack connect the chains to his wrists, and lift him to the ceiling. Soon he had a matching male version of Katie's leather harness. The only different was that this circled the base of Danny's genitalia, squeezing them hard as it had Katie's breasts. It had a cock and ball harness, which meant that Danny's cock and balls now each supported a web of constricting leather straps, the biggest just behing the head of his rod. He too had a hole in the back, and he wanted to scream as his virgin anus was spread by a butt plug tail that matched his blond hair. Danny did not however have to wear the stiletto heels, but did get the same gag and hood treatment that his wife got. The gloves squeezed Danny's hands and seemed to seal his fate in Danny's mind.


Part 15 07/18/2010

Katie's mind raced. Once lowered to the ground, Master jack had injected her with something that snapped her slowly out of her paralyzed form. She was forced to watch as Master Jack had put thick matching leather thigh cuffs around her legs just above the knee. They were not cuffed together as she expected, but were instead connected by a pair of small chains to her collar. This allowed her to spread and close her legs, but she was forced to stay on her knees, or on all fours.

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Once in this position, Master Jack had taken her into the hallway and connected a leash from a hook on the wall to her collar. There she stayed just outside the door as Master Jack went in to work on her husband. People, mostly employees of the club walked by and ignored her moaning gagged complaints and pleas for help. When not begging for help she tried desperately to unclench her fists.

After some time, Master Jack walked out. Katie began to sob as she saw her husband, now awake, in the exact same position. He was led by a leash in Master Jack's hand. Katie moaned as Master Jack grabbed Katie's leash and walked her down the hallway.

The crowd erupted as they were lead through the mob of people. Both puppies felt endless hands caress and stroke them as they were led on all fours out the back parking lot by Master Jack, and Steve who was holding the door. They approached a large conversion van, white in color. Steve opened it, and a shelf lowered. Danny and Katie both recognized it as a handicap entrance in the van, a mechanical shelf used to bring wheel chaired people into the van.

The two sobbed and tried to back away on all fours as they tugged on their leashes.

"I see we still need to see who is boss," Master Jack said, tapping his controller. "Don't we?"

With that the two squealed in pain as painfully large nipple clamps appeared on them, a dangling chain between them. Both looked at each other, out of breath and silent...slowly nodding. Defeated, they stepped on all fours onto the platform. Mr. Ramski tapped a button on the side of the van and the platform rose until it was at the side entrance's level. Danny and Katie looked in fear at what was inside the van. Two large dog cages, complete with food dishes were there, padlock to the van's floor. Danny stepped into one quickly, his painful nipples having taught him a lesson. Katie needed more convincing, and Master Jack was happy to oblige by slapping her harshly on her exposed ass. Katie moaned and entered the cage. Both shut on their own, with some sort of automated locking system. They heard Master Jack and Steve talking, then Master Jack get in the drivers side. Their cages shook from the road as they entered a new phase of their marriage.

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Please support the author by leaving your own feedback on the story, good or bad. Please be constructive in your comments and email the author directly with spelling and gramatical errors. Thank you! Sunday, September 05, 2010 Wow, but there is a need to avoid 'magic' technology. The ending is simply not credible. This story is based on fact is it? Enjoyed it from start to finish, I see where alot of this story has actually come from and its very well done. Tuesday, July 27, 2010 And... you lost me with the latest, nice concept though and you can't please everyone. Monday, July 19, 2010 This is a great story, one of my favourites now Monday, July 19, 2010 i don't like the way the storie is going Monday, July 05, 2010 cant wait to see more from this story Wednesday, June 30, 2010 The story line is inconsistent and jerky as it lurches from one unsatisfactory idea to another. There are many interesting idears introduced in the text, but there is a need to avoid 'magic' technology. The ending is simply not credible. In short the text requires further work before it can be regarded as a satisfactory story. Sunday, June 27, 2010 For those of you who have ideas, please leave them here or email me at goalie2b34@yahoo.com -Danny Sunday, June 27, 2010 danny, i did like the story. Though just maybe a twist or something. I don't know but the last part, um........... not something i can really take pleasure in reading. sorry. but i like it, the idea of the story Tuesday, June 22, 2010 I wrote this story for people to enjoy, not belittle. Thank you to those who left polite and constructive responses. -Danny Monday, June 21, 2010 i like the story, where it was going then the part she had to give oral. i was like. um... no. i just thought it was just weird. well horrible, that she was getting married and.... i didn't like this update. maybe she wouyld have goten married to master jack. now i would like that. Sunday, June 20, 2010 The nice thing about science fiction is it doesn't all have to make sense; it's fantasy! I liked this story. Nice use of reader comments too on the quoata/cum sensor. Inventive. Will be looking for what other story ideas you come up with. Sunday, June 20, 2010 excelent cant wait for the next update Wednesday, May 26, 2010 pretty hokey - not believable. Sunday, May 23, 2010 nice.... hope to see an update soon. good premise for lots of room to expand on experiences Monday, May 17, 2010 very nice!...love the ideas and the whole control thing...idea's?....how bout a tongue stud that senses sperm and she is giving a quota to reach before being disciplined....it could even be pussy juice...have other ideas but don't want to spill them here. Saturday, May 15, 2010 "to the commenter if you dont like the story dont read it." If I don't read it, how can I comment on it? Writing 'yur grate — plez continu' doesn't help the author improve. There's a comments section so the author can get useful feedback. And if you read my comments you'd know that I said 'the story itself isn't bad.' That isn't a bad review. Get over yourself, and get back on the topic of the actual story. Speaking of which, I saw that some effort was made to respond to the 'unrealistic' comments. Even without that, the second installment was an improvement over the first. Saturday, May 15, 2010 I enjoyed this much. Thanks :) Saturday, May 15, 2010 This is an intriguing story and I look forward to reading more when it comes. I'm wondering if there will be F/m elements in future... Well done! Wednesday, May 12, 2010 Can't wait to read more... I am intrigued to know more about Claire, and discover what her initial plan for Katie was. Is her fiance involved too? If so, he needs to appear in the club at some point, surely? Nice work so far! Kate x Wednesday, May 12, 2010 If you're complaining about grammar/spelling, you're reading this site for the entirely wrong reason. Wednesday, May 12, 2010 to the commenter if you dont like the story dont read it. for the rest of us that have an immagination i hope the writer continues the story cause i cant wait to read more Wednesday, May 12, 2010 Completely disregard the naysayers and PLEASE CONTINUE!!! Great story with an awesome premise. It's nice to see fresh ideas come on to the site. I'm not into sci-fi stories often but I am SOOO glad I checked this one out!!! Keep it up! Tuesday, May 11, 2010 "to the reviewer before me who deemed it nescessary to question the ideas of the story, get over yourself, this story is for enjoyment nothing more, so you dont need to critically analyse everything infront of you evry second of the day" Read this: "Please support the author by leaving your own feedback on the story, good or bad. Please be constructive in your comments." Just what did you think the comments section was for? Tuesday, May 11, 2010 i like it so far hope you keep going Tuesday, May 11, 2010 Nice additions. Keep up the good work. Tuesday, May 11, 2010 Hey everyone. I have writer's block. It seems my story has been well received...now where should I take it? Please e-mail me suggestions...Goalie2b34@yahoo.com -Danny Monday, May 10, 2010 Lovin' the story! Keep the additions coming! Monday, May 10, 2010 loved the second part!!!!!! i hope you make this a series. cant wait to read more!!!! Monday, May 10, 2010 To the author: great sotry, both imaginative and more importantly to my knowlege it is origional, also to the reviewer before me who deemed it nescessary to question the ideas of the story, get over yourself, this story is for enjoyment nothing more, so you dont need to critically analyse everything infront of you evry second of the day Monday, May 10, 2010 Great stuff so far, please keep it going :) Monday, May 10, 2010 Great story plz keep going Monday, May 10, 2010 Awesome.....keep going Monday, May 10, 2010 Wow, I'm really excited everyone liked it so much! I'll be sure to add more! -Danny Sunday, May 09, 2010 Very interesting, needs a bit more, but does have potential! Sunday, May 09, 2010 Comment on the comment about spelling, isn't that a bit of the pot calling the kettle black. Less then one line and your spelling and grammar leave much to be desired. Sunday, May 09, 2010 You used spelchek, so that's a point in your favor, but you need to read through your stories one more time before sending them off to post. Some of the 'wrong word' misspellings are just distracting, but a couple of them actually reversed (what I assume to have been) your meaning. The story itself isn't bad. I don't like stories where "any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic." If the technology to do what you're describing existed, Katie would know about it and not be as taken by surprise. While it's true that the first thing most new technologies are adapted for is sex, you need to explain how this 'magical' technology has come to be in this club without the authorities finding out about it (the national security implications are mind-boggling), and why the club hasn't been shut down as an accessory to multiple rapes. They even provide evidence for the victim to take to the cops! You may be able to explain all this later, but in the first four parts your world doesn't hold together. Sunday, May 09, 2010 Very good start, and with a lot of potential for continuation/expansion. Keep it up! Sunday, May 09, 2010 WOULD LIKE TO SEE UPDATES TO THIS STORY DONT KEEP US WAITING TOO LONG CANT WAIT TO READ THERESA AND JEAN THERE MAYBE SOME MORE EXTREME BONDAGE SCENES. Sunday, May 09, 2010 Damn but this pushed all my buttons, the only thing i can ask is that this isn't the only story at the club. Sunday, May 09, 2010 great story but you could lear to spell. its distracting Sunday, May 09, 2010 liked it :-) more to come? Sunday, May 09, 2010 A different kind of story. Enjoyed it. More please. What happened next week ?