Control Removal

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional; any similarity with real-life situations/characters is purely co-incidental. Any resemblance to any other works is also purely unintentional. If You have any comments, please email me at slave.lilslut@hotmail.com.

she was hungry. It was all she could think of. she could not stop the fear which coursed through her as she sat in the cage. How long had it been since He left? He made no promises to come back.

she had been asleep when He finally did, her stomach bloated with air. her eyes followed Him as He prowled around the cage. she could not watch His expression as her view was obscured by the top of the cage. But she could smell it. Whatever it was, it was food. The aroma assaulted her olfactory senses, as her saliva glands kicked in. Then He stooped down, His face just inches away from hers as she pressed her face against the bars.

“you’re hungry, aren’t you?”

A low whimper, then a nod.

“Well, you’re gonna have to earn it, dear orifice.”

Softly, but menacing. A deeper chord of fear struck her heart, as images of what she had seen in the film flashed past her mind. Earn it. How hard would she have to work….? she shivered at the thought of how she was going to earn her food. It was inhumane – she was caged like a beast, treated like one, at the mercy of His sadistic whims. Oh. Who was He?

“In case you haven’t noticed, orifice…… I am a sadist. you may not have know the purpose of your life from the start, but now…. It’s clearer than ever isn’t it? I want to play a game. A simple one, oh yes, but dangerously difficult. I demand, you fulfil. Failure will cost you, more than you will ever imagine. Submission is your key to staying alive in this game, orifice…..

I mean alive….. what use does a beautiful body have if it controls itself? Hm…?”

He reached in and squeezed her tit gently, making her cower against the other side of the cage. But there was no escape.

“You have been eradicated from the world above. you only exist here, now, under the name ‘orifice’. Pleasure is earned, Pain is expected. your sole purpose is to please Me. What happens to you is my decision. The rules of the game are shaped by Me. From now till a very long time in the future, you will be playing your every conscious moment away…. Let the game begin.”

The cage door clicked open. orifice crawled out, slowly, apprehensively, reluctantly. He smiled. Yes, He had chosen well…. Common sluts would have chosen to stay cowering in the cage, for the gaping darkness was daunting. Out of all the gorgeous women out there….. why had He chosen her? Because she was proud. Proud but compliant. Oh no, don’t take it the wrong way; she wasn’t the proud type of women who flaunted their curves, or flirted and seduced other Men. she was proud, for she thought she was in control. Of her body. Protected its worth, in fact, never revealing her beautiful cleavage, or much of those creamy thighs. But she had, for all her life, believed that her body belonged to her. That was what made Him so interested, so eager to break her, cruelly snatch that pride. But it was her compliant nature which fuelled His urge to own her, control her….

He fisted a hand in her hair and brought her to a wall at the far end of the room, gently illuminated. Now that she was standing, He could properly admire her.

“Put your hands behind your head, elbows up.”

Firm, commanding, stern.

She reluctantly did so, aware of how vulnerably exposed her tits were, their firm nipples more prominent than ever.

“Make sure your hands stay.”

He walked behind her, then suddenly grabbing her tits from behind, squeezing them, rubbing them. He smiled, noticing the drop in her elbows, her shoulders rounding instinctively to protect her mammaries.

“Did I say you could drop your elbows?” He breathed into her ear, threatening. He cruelly rolled one nipple between his forefinger and thumb, eliciting a long-drawn mewl of pain which echoed across the room. He noticed her arm muscles strain as she pulled her elbows back up, the heat of his hand searingly painful as he continued to torment her nipple, finally releasing it and slapping her tit, hard. He pushed her against the wall, hands pressed firmly against her throat, threatening to seal of her windpipe. He felt her swallow nervously, making Him close His hand tighter around her slender throat. He hadn’t noticed it before, but she was half-Asian…… Delicious.

He smacked her tits a few times, testing them, and was glad to see they were firm, but weighty, bouncing and jiggling just the right amount. Then He moved His hand down her body, fingers passing over her ribs, skin pulled taught as she kept her elbows up. Her tummy was a little looser than He would’ve liked, but that was alright. It would be easily fixed. His hand moved down, rubbing her mound of pussy hair.

“Spread your legs. Wider. WIDER, PIG!”

He kicked them apart, ignoring her whimpers. she struggled to keep her balance as His hands played along her clitoris, rubbing and tugging, before moving on to her labia lips. she was a virgin still….. oh yes, but not for long. He smirked, spinning her around so that He could examine her ass, hands still tight around her throat. He slapped her firm ass, until it was a nice rosy red. she had remained surprisingly still…. But that was good.

However, she did squirm a little as she felt the heat of his hand behind her, at her ass crack. she craned her neck, turning back to look inquisitively, but quickly snapped her head back as His hard hand slapped the side of her face, hard. He could hear her breathing grow shallower and faster as He continued to probe between her ass cheeks, orifice struggling to stay still. He pushed a finger in, up to the first knuckle.  she bucked, earning a shove up the ass hole. Mewling in pain, He could see the muscles at the back of her thigh strain, tensed, as her sphincter muscles clenched His finger. He smirked, pulling her against Him, His muscles pressing into the small of her back.

“That’s where I’m going to take you first, whether you like it or not, orifice, and you’re going to help Me.”

Being a head taller than she, He could make out the spasms of pain on her face, as well as the horror which creased her brows. He gently kissed the top of her head, then pushed her onto the floor, beside a pile of ropes.

“Tie your knees and ankles together, I want the rope cutting into your skin, got it?”

“Y-yes Master.”

Confused, apprehensive, dreading.

she did a rather good job of it. After having made sure the knots were tight, He bound her elbows and hands tightly behind her back, then hauled her onto a raise platform, facing a mirror, so that her ass was high in the air, leaving her two orifices clear for entry. He brushed His hand over them lightly, then walking around to jam a ball gag into her mouth, fastening the straps behind her head tightly so that the sides of the half-inch thick straps cut into the sides of her mouth. Then He attached her hair to a hook hanging from the ceiling, so that her head was pulled 10 inches off the surface of the platform.

He remained silent throughout the whole operation, sensing the fear build up in her. He massaged her ass, spreading the cheeks apart so that a dollop of saliva could land on her tight little rosebud. her hips twitched slightly, the ring of muscles clenching tight as the saliva trickled down to her pussy, tickling her. He pushed the tip of His hard, angry, engorged member at the opening of her anus. He smiled at her reflection as her eyes pleaded, wide with fear and dread. Then He thrust in, all the way, smirking maliciously at the pain reflected off her beautiful face. Tears welled up in her golden, almond eyes as a muffled scream was heard. He put one leg on the platform for better support. He was aroused, and the drive to pound her ass till it bled was overwhelming. He decided to take it slow though, reluctant to rip the tender, virgin hole. His precum flowed, making it easier and He began to pound her.

The skin gripped His shaft, making Him drive it in faster and deeper each time, their skin slapping. her muffled yells of pain were ignored; all she felt was raw, ripping pain from the anal rape she suffered. Tears streamed down her tortured face, jolted off onto the platform by the force of His thrusts. He slapped her ass each time He thrust in, finally cumming in her. He gave a soft grunt of pleasure, exhaling through his nose. He stayed in for a few seconds before pulling out slowly, savouring the look of submissive pain in her eyes through the mirror.

He walked around to her front, holding her face firmly between His thumb and other fingers. He brought His mouth to hers, kissing and licking at her lips, around the ball gag.

“You have a delicious orifice back there, orifice.”

A soft, mocking laugh at his own verbal pun. He took the ball gag out as her head hung, held by off the platform by her hair. Then he pushed the plate of food beneath her and walked off, leaving her in the semi-darkness, His cum still running down her anus and pussy, tickling, streaming down her legs. she was hungry, and was grateful for the food He had put before her – roast turkey pieces and broccoli. The aroma was beautiful, making her stomach rumble again. she was about to put her face to the plate for a bite when she realised He had not released her hair; her head was above the plate of food, but she could not eat it!

A whine of panic wracked through her mind as she stuck out her tongue, barely able to reach the food. She screamed and sobbed in frustration, strands of drool dripping down due to gravity. He watched her through the surveillance camera, smiling calmly as He sipped His tea, her cries of frustration faded into faint sobs of despair.