Lord Dagmar’s Estate

Waking up seemed to take a long time, like her body was checking with its relevant sections that it was still there and still in one piece. Gradually, as Laura’s mind swam up from the depths of a deep sleep it explored her current state. Before she opened her eyes she realised she was naked, curled up in a semi-foetal position. Just laying there she could feel that she was laying on some kind of leather covered mat, without moving yet she gradually opened one eye then the other. As she blinked away the blurring of sleep and her eyes focused she was able to make out that she was in a room that would not look out of place in a castle. The walls and floor were stone and flagging, the door on the other side of the room looked to be of the heavy oak type with black metal banding, it put Laura in the mind of a prison, or a dungeon she thought settling on that. That being said though, it was not cold, even in her unclothed state Laura was what she would describe as ‘nicely warm’. The room was even well lit, with light coming from what looked to be a small faux chandelier.

As the details focused her mind the recollections of the previous night also emerged. Laura remembered in a blurry sort of way the multitude of hand, fingers and tongues descending upon her naked and helpless body, stroking, rubbing and penetrating her. No one had heeded her pleas to stop and she had had climax after climax, her body cavorting and spasming in pleasure as she screamed in orgasm. She had managed to keep her arse tense enough not to have that ravaged, she had not yet tried anal and wanted it to be more on her terms. The attentions she and a few of the other girls that had hung onto their clothes and some modesty for too long had left her memory vague in many parts as she was pushed to plateaus of pleasure and feeling. Part of her remembered lying on the floor in a mass of bodies when it was all over, covered in sweat and juices. Someone must have helped her back here, maybe the guards?

It was about then in the waking up process that she realised that her body felt fine, she had expected to be sore or bruised after yesterday, but instead she felt groggy but healthy, no aches, pains or otherwise. Smiling and thanking her good fortune or innate healing ability for that she sat up and swung her legs over the side of what she could now see was not much more than a bench that she had been sleeping on.

It was then that she noticed a couple more things about the room she was in. the first was a recessed section in the floor. Still made of the same stone, but like a sunken bath just big enough for one person to lie in. The other was that she was not alone.

The other woman was leaning against the wall, her arms crossed, an inquisitive smile on her face.

“Ahh, the sleeping beauty has awoken,” she quipped in a sprightly voice.

At first glance she looked like one of the guards, she was clad in a similarly black latex cat-suit that ran up to and around her forehead, but there were several distinct differences in her garb. The cat-suit did not have a full hood and a shock of short blond hair emerged from where the latex ended in a line an inch or so above her temple. There were also holes for the ears. A slash was cut just above the chest of the suit exposing the top of a cleavage and the high heeled boots were platformed and chunky rather than the stilettos she had seen the previous evening. The girls figure was of course stunning and looked taught and supple beneath the rubber, but Laura had yet to see anyone here who was not. She did however; she was wearing the same utility belt as the guards, with several pouches as well as a flogger and a crop hanging from it.

As Laura shook her head to clear away the last of the grogginess the girl, still smiling in an impish way, straightened and walked over to Laura so that she was looking down upon her, standing close enough to stop Laura from comfortably standing up.

“My name is Tessa, and you are my charge, for now. Today you have your induction so we had better get going.” She gave another impish smile and began to open a pouch on her belt.

“Uhm…” Laura was trying to take it all in but so much had happened over the last day she was struggling to keep up.

“Shh now,” Tessa replied. “You will get some of your answers soon, now hold up your hair.”

She was holding a thin leather collar open in her hands. Laura thought about bolting for the door, but quickly dismissed this, it was probably closed, and even if it wasn’t se had no idea where she was, not much of an escape plan and only likely to land her in more trouble. Pensively she lifted her hair from her neck and let herself be collared.

Reaching back in the pouch Tessa dropped a couple of hair bands on the bed beside Laura. Stepping back she said.

“Now we cant have you looking a mess on your first day, there is a mirror on the wall here and a brush, I think a single ponytail will do.”

Laura stood and taking the hair bands, made her way to the indicated mirror, set back in the stone wall and leaving a small shelf, on which rested a hair brush. As she stood brushing her hair part of her was comforted by carrying out the familiar routine, although another part was intimately aware she was very much stripped bare in front of another woman who seemed to be in charge of her. Once had finished Tessa came over and pulling a cord from her belt snapped the end onto Laura’s collar. Stunned Laura took a step back, but Tessa carried on as if it was the most normal thing in the world to do.

“Come on now,” She said, “we had better get going.”

And with that she turned for the door, Laura was frozen in place though.

“What about my clothes?” She asked, immediately knowing what the answer would be.

Tessa gave another impish smile. “What clothes?” She replied knowing full well the actual meaning behind Laura’s question and in giving her a clear answer with the loaded reply.

“Now don’t make me have to use more effort than I have to,” Tessa said twirling the crop in her hand and still smiling mischievously.

“Especially on our first outing together, that wouldn’t be a great start now, would it?”

With Laura fighting down her blushes they left the room. Tessa had Laura walk a few paces behind her and warned her not to put too much tension on her lead. It was connected from Laura’s collar down to Tessa’s belt which Laura realised left both of the girls hands free to use the crop she was still spinning round in one. As they walked along it gave Laura ample time to notice the way in which Tessa’s buttocks and hips shifted beneath the tight latex with every step she took.

“Enjoying the view there?” Tessa’s voice broke through Laura’s thoughts and she blushed again.

Tessa had not looked round but was obviously confident enough in her own body to know what Laura would be doing. Laura dragged her eyes away and took in her surroundings more, not that there was much to take in. The corridor they had emerged onto was again castle like stone, no windows to give away a location and lighting provided by lanterns at intervals. As they walked on other corridors joined on and presently she saw other girls being walked in the same way with their chaperones. No one spoke to one another, the implied threat of the crop ever present either at the hips on in the hands of the latex clad women. This was reinforced when Laura saw one girls bottom was bright red, obviously a slow mover in the morning, she thought.

Eventually there journey terminated in a line of girls with there chaperones waiting to enter another identical door. Laura recognised several of the girls from the evening before but could not see Kate. As there was only about twenty of them waiting there she guessed that the others must be doing something else right now.

Before she could ponder this for too long the door was opened and the girls led in. Inside was some kind of classroom, seating was laid out and each girl was led to one. The seats were definitely not from a normal school though, they looked outdated in there design, wooden in construction with armrests and a low back they also had a fold down table that made Laura think of a highchair.

As Laura was seated Tessa did up two straps incorporated into the chair that secured just above her knees and held her legs open as far as possible between the two armrests. Another strap went around her waist holding her hips firmly in position too. The table was then swung down like a counter and snapped into place with a click. Taking Laura’s hands Tessa put them into cuffs that were chained to the table, giving Laura a small amount of movement possible, but unable to reach the straps.

As Laura has sat down she had felt two small cold patches, one beneath each buttock, but these were quickly warmed by her own heat and her attention was turned to examining the rest of the classroom. A large screen took up most of one wall, again there were no windows, but there was a life sized blow up figure of one of the Guards in their latex uniforms at the back of the classroom. The doll was over inflated though and bulged out all over, and the head was just a spherical ball. Laura could see the whole thing had to be supported from behind where a metal pole attached meaning the legs were stuck out way too wide to look realistic and the feet did not even touch the floor.

Next to the screen stood another woman, she had not come with a charge and Laura summarised that she must be what passed for a teacher here. She was not wearing a cat-suit, but a full length black latex dress. This was not to say she was covered up, down either side the dress was open, the top half only held together by a latticework of black lace. The way she stood allowed the dress to spill over a leg and revealed a black platform thigh high boot.

“Now that you are all here I believe we can begin,” said the teacher, her voice authoritative.

“Firstly a few rules. No speaking without permission, you will do as you are told obediently and not lie. Failure to comply with these simple commands will result in a punishment rather like this.”

The room was filled with loud yelps including Laura’s as the two metal plates she had forgotten about zapped her buttocks with an electrical shock. She wiggled and tried to pull away from the evil little devices but the straps kept her securely sat on them. The shocks had set several of the women to shouting or begging and another shock hit sharply as the teacher reiterated the rules. Clenching herself and willing the other girls to shut up Laura was relived when they quickly did.

“Now we have the preliminaries sorted out, let’s start the lesson proper,” the teacher said.

“Welcome to the Estate of our most honourable Lord Dagmar. You have all been specially selected to come here and more importantly you have all accepted under your own free will.” the teacher gestured to punctuate her points.

“You will all be staying here for some time, some longer than others. This is your induction and should explain how your stay might pan out with us.” She was smiling as the lights dimmed and the screen came to life.

The video began with a shot of the entire estate, showing the great manor house as a tiny pinprick, evidently the estate encompassed thousands of acres and included forests and even a few mountains. Laura could see a thin black line that was the train track she had arrived by. The video showed she was currently in one of the mountains, it had been hollowed out and turned into a kind of natural castle, the manor house was quite a way off.

It went on to explain that the Estate was enclosed and no one left or entered without the Lords permission. She had come into his kingdom on the lowest rung, but it was how everyone started and there would be chances for advancement as time went on. She was provided with her room and would be a servant to a woman that was assigned to her, she could earn the currency that was used within the Lords realm and buy herself things, initially some of her money would go to her mistress as she was mentoring her.

The money it explained could be earned by performing all sorts of tasks from helping in the workshops to volunteering for research as well as through competitions held regularly. Law and order was maintained by the more senior women who had become guards or higher.

Then it went to a more in depth look at the rooms they would be staying in. they were all issued with a bed – more like a slab – to sleep on, a mirror and basic hygiene needs would be supplied, It showed a hidden toilet Laura had not spotted earlier as well as the mirror. More interestingly it went on to explain the sunken bath which was a feature in each room. The video showed it filling up with a steaming milky liquid that they were told had huge healing properties. In the video a girl with red welts from lash marks was helped into her bath before time was jumped forwards an hour. Then it showed her re-emerging, cracking the now hardened surface of the liquid and standing up, her skin as flawless as a magazine cover.

Laura realised that was probably why she was not feeling like she had done ten rounds with a pro wrestler today after the last evening’s experiences. Then shortly after showing them how there mirrors were also data access points to view any information they were allowed to see and find jobs the film finished.

As the lights brightened the teacher got up from a throne like chair and walked between the rows of restrained girls, talking as she went.

“Now, I’m sure you have many questions, but you will have the chance to ask your mentors about them later, although they may not reply, or make you work for the answer,” she said.

“But before we get that far I’m sure that many of you would like to be earning some of that currency we talked about, so I am giving you all a bonus one hundred to get you started.” As she talked Laura could feel a catch coming on.

“Now, how many of you are anal virgins? Raise your hands now, don’t be shy.”

Laura and several others raised their hands as much as the short chains would allow. Looking around she could see they were in the minority. The teachers gaze swept the room and she smiled in a way that did not instil any feeling of safety in the other women.

“Well this might be a bit interesting for some of you then.” She purred.

As she walked past, Laura could see a small hand held control box in the palm of the teacher. As she was watching the woman walk between the rows she felt a object move up and slowly press into the opening of her anus. She clenched up as gasped but several other women were more vocal. The electrical pads struck several times before the class was silent again, the girls twisting and struggling in their seats against the snap of the shocks and the slowly intruding plugs.

Walking behind one girl that had identified herself as a first timer the teacher began fondling the girl’s breasts with her latex gloves hands and in the same calm voice said.

“It’s best just to relax, it makes it so much easier.”

Laura tried her best to as the plastic plug slowly pushed itself into her restrained ass. The girl next to her was not a virgin but was gripping the armrests as she was penetrated, her mouth hung open in a silent moan. Laura drew deep breaths as the plug pushed past her sphincter and filled her up, she could feel it spreading her cheeks and holding them open. Eventually, just as Laura was beginning to panic that it would not stop it halted its movement. Around the room a lot of the girls were taking deep breaths or panting as they got used to accommodating the plastic intruders.

The teacher left the girl she had been standing behind breathing heavily with now very erect and red nipples. As she resumed her pacing around the room Laura realised she was getting damp between her legs. The feeling of fullness and the penetration she was forced to endure as well as watching all the others in the room suffer the same was turning her on. Laura realised that she and several other girls in the room were shifting around as much as their restraints allowed because it was grinding the plug inside her, glancing at the girl next to her she saw she was rocking back and forth looking like she was trying to struggle free herself, however, her erect nipples were an obvious sign of some excitement.

The teacher had reached the back for the room and stood next to the doll as she continued her lecture.

“Now, like we have discussed earlier,” she said, using the inclusive wording even though she had the monopoly on and speech in the room.

“You will be punished if you misbehave or do not perform. Sara here has been brought in to demonstrate the point.” The teacher said, laying a hand on the dolls arm.

Turning to a panel on the wall the teacher pressed a button and the spherical head of the doll deflated shrinking to reveal that under the inflated rubber was a human head. The teacher undid a zip and pulled the hood down revealing a ball gagged woman with shocking red hair. The doll, Laura realised, was not just that but the inflated rubber was holding the woman completely immobile, arms out to her sides and legs spread, it had allowed her so little movement no one had guessed there was anyone in there.

The woman was breathing heavily, her nostrils flaring with the effort and her eyes had a slightly glazed look.

“As well as being encapsulated, Sara here is also penetrated front and rear with vibrating dildoes.” She explained.

The glazed look now made more sense, the girl must have cum several times at least as she had been in the room when they started the session here. It looked like she was getting close again; the teacher noted this and turned her attentions onto her, cupping her chin in a gloved hand to make her look straight at her.

“Now Sara, how many times have you cum now do you think.”

The gagged girl blinked rapidly and Laura realised that was how many times, it was a lot she realised as she lost count.

“And would you like to cum again??” she asked sweetly.

The girl shook her head pleadingly, her eyes downcast.

“Well now that’s a pity, as these girls all need to see it,” the teacher said.

Turning back to a panel she twisted a knob and Sara’s eyes widened, Laura guessed that the teacher had just turned the vibrator up. A few seconds later the gag was not able to muffle the moans completely as Sara’s head rocked back and forth her eyes unfocused. As she climaxed the teacher turned to address the class again.

“Sara failed in her duties as a guard and let a new starter escape for several minutes before another guard grabbed her. The girl is now waiting in her room and Sara here will punish her as she sees fit when she fulfilled her own sentence.”

“But to complete that sentence we need to show you one more thing,” said the teacher as she turned another knob on the control panel.

The encapsulated guards head jerked back up again her eyes wide with shock. Laura could not see how the vibe getting even faster could do that and was puzzled; the teacher did not keep them in suspense long though.

“The dildos in Sara’s holes also have the same technology as your chairs and will send electrical shocks to her clit and ass, as well as around her nipples,” turning to Sara, “don’t they dear?”

Sara nodded, tears on her face, after the initial shock it seemed she was at least no longer surprised when the shocks hit her. The teacher turned back to address the class again who were all straining to turn around to see the spectacle shifting the plugs around in their asses to do so.

“The shocks are hitting Sara every two seconds at the moment, but if I slowly turn this knob…”

Sara shook her head pleadingly again as the frequency of the shocks increased until they were coming straight after one another; another moan that the gag could not suppress signalled that the combined vibration and electricity had brought her to orgasm once more. Once she was satisfied the teacher turned the knob back down to the previous level before turning back to the class.

“Now, I hope that has been a helpful lesson to you,” she said as she did the hood back up around the woman’s head and re-inflated it.

She began to walk back to the front of the class, but stopped mid stride, and smiling the sweet smile of the truly evil reached back and turned the second knob all the way up again. As she then made her way back to the front Laura was sure she could see the inflated suit shaking, slightly and wondered what the woman inside was going through with the vibrations and electricity. A deep dread filled her when she realised that part of her wanted to find out for real.

“Now, I believe that this concludes your class for this morning,” the teacher’s voice cut back through her reverie, “and after lunch you will get chance to compete in your first games session here.”

She must have pressed another button after her short speech because the plugs chose that moment to pull themselves out from the classes’ anuses causing grunts and moans that turned to yelps as the electricity was re applied. Once the class had settled again the door opened and the mentors filed in, Tessa came over and putting the leash back on Laura, released her from the chair. As Laura left the room, walking slightly uncomfortably after the anal intrusion she caught one last look at the inflated suit, the hand was definitely shaking, like it was waving her goodbye, it would have been comical if Laura was not imagining the screaming, spasming  girl trapped inside.