For my Lord

Chapter 36

After angel is sent away, life for me changes again. No longer do i live in the little cottage. Instead, i am moved back into the main House. And i am no longer required to be constantly naked, but i am given a light long dress, although still without any panties. Because of my years of training i am constantly wet and aroused. But no-one is allowed to use me without the permission of my Lord or the Lady.

This time, i am not made to sleep in the tiny, bare cell-like room; a room adjacent to His Lordship’s room is allocated to me. This room is sizeable, and equipped with all toys, gadgets, racks, and devices.  Compared to my previous life, this is pure luxury. The Lady and my Lord seem to be reconciled; often they involve me in Their love making. Often the foreplay consists of flogging me and then i will be put down to lick and suck The Lady, while He straddles Her and pumps Her arse. His Lordship pumps His hot load into the Lady's arse while She and i are in a 69 position; i suck and lick the swaying balls above my face, and then suck dry the dripping seed from The Lady's holes. More than once The Lady and i swap and swirl O/our drool and His Lordship’s cum with each other. Most of the time afterwards, They attach a chain to my collar and i am allowed to sleep on the mat at the foot of the bed.

Like always, i am taken to parties, orgies where i am made available for all to use. And, of course, i am still required to regularly serve His Lordship’s Dogs and Horse.  Also my "dress-code" is changed; a half cup bra is allowed, no panties, long dresses with long splits which barely conceals my body. But now i am made to wear a chastity belt; an expensive one. The metal is precious silver and stainless steel alloy, covering my pelvis, but just below my clit it splits in two whereby each band presses tightly over my swollen cunt-lips and squeezes them together with every movement i make, then the bands rejoin at the membrane between my cunt and ass. There a little peg inside my cunt presses against the same membrane, and the bands joint presses against my ass-crack. A reversed cone form groove presses against my clit. The devilish device was designed to keep me in a permanent state of arousal, without allowing me the possibility to touch myself to bring myself to climax. Everyone can see my constantly aroused state.

Now that i live in the House, i often see the two Children of The Lady and my Lord. But, of course, i know the Boy, Damien, is my Son. Because the Family are quite traditional, there is not that much direct contact between the Children and Their Parents. Likewise, i have very little direct contact with the Children, who are by now growing up.

But then, one time, i am wandering through the corridors when i hear noises from the Daughter's room. The door is slightly open, so i peep inside. Just at that moment Damien, my Son, pushes the Girl to Her knees and shoves His Cock in Her mouth. With both hands on Her neck, He bobs Her head up and down until He presses Her face against His belly; His balls squeezed at Her chin and He shoots His load deep into Her.

With a smile of pride, i draw back and wonder when the time will come for me to be used by Him, or even whipped by Him. The thought makes my juices glisten on the chastity belt.

It is two days more before i achieve the release of a huge orgasm as a Guest's Rottweiler humps me for the amusement of His Lordship, The Lady and Their Guests.

Due to economic fall back the country has become more dangerous for wealthy people. Robbery, kidnapping and abduction is more and more "usual". His Lordship is not only a very rich Man, but a high level politician too. Therefore He is considering increasing the number of Guards. 

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Clothed in fully in black, masks covering Their faces with a kind of veil darkening the eyes and the mouth opening, two Ninja types sneak into the castle by climbing over the wall. Covered by a perfect dark night, it is a new moon, They find Their way in. It must have been planned very carefully. First They searched for the bedrooms of the personnel. The Butler, Chef and Servants were shot with an anaesthetic drug. Next They overcome to the Guards, one by one, shooting Them too by the drug and leaving them bound and gagged. After that They send a signal to the outside, and a van drives in front of the main entrance.

Meanwhile the two head for His Lordship’s room. They find the Lady in His bed and me chained to the foot of the bed.  His Lordship is away this night dealing with a political problem situation. With a cloth impregnated with a narcotic both The Lady and i are overcome. They shove hoods over our heads, unchain me and then both of us are carried in a firemen’s lift out to the waiting van and the van is driven off at high speed into the night.

After long hours of driving, The Lady and i still unconscious, the van arrives at a camp deep in the mountains. W/we are dragged into a cave dwelling and into a tiny cell. The door is of thick wood, letting no sounds in and there is no light in the cells.

Later, i wake in the perfect darkness. Cautiously, i creep around, to try to understand where am and I find that The Lady is also awake. By the horrible smell W/we find a hole in the ground, meant for O/our needs. There is no way of knowing whether it’s day or night but every so often a small grill is opened in the door and some dirty food and brackish water is pushed in.

After a few days W/we are both taken out and led to the camp commander. W/we are made to sit down on a kind of a stool, dirty and half naked. Someone from behind shoves hoods over O/our heads, plunging U/us into darkness. Then there are several voices speaking in an unknown language. One voice clearly has authority; the others are angry and excited. They only words which are recognisable are "The Lady" and "cumface".

 

Then, the one with authority snarls an order and a moment later i am lifted from the stool and carried and dragged away.

After a walk through dark tunnels W/we enter a brightly lit room. They pull the hood off me and i blink in the light. The Guard points at a metal bed frame with some dirty kind of mattress. With gesture the Guard makes it clear that i am to strip and to take position on the bed. But then He leaves the room. Obedient slave that i am, i strip, sit down on the bed and wait.

Another Guard enters, an Officer by the sort of uniform He is wearing. He snaps with His fingers, and trained as i am, i understand what He wants so i go down on my knees, and start to unzip His pants, and soon enough His Cock is in my throat. With both hands at the back of my head, He bobs my head up and down along his Cock. His hips rock and His full Balls slap against my chin, His throbbing gland deep in my throat.

His movements increase and with my experience i can tell that He is ready to explode in my mouth. But in time He pulls out, yanks my hair and smashes me onto the bed. Then He straddles me and thrusts His Cock deep into my whorish cunt.

After He leaves, first one then another and another enter to take Their turns using me. They use me in every way; on all fours one bangs my ass while my cheeks are bulged by the thick gland of another, forced into my throat. Some don’t wait Their turn, but jerk off and shoot Their hot loads on my face, hair or eyes, while i am still being fucked. Finally They leave me alone and i fall asleep, dirty and naked; my body all bruised and coated with dried semen.

Hours later, or maybe it is the next day, the Officer enters again, takes one look at me and shouts some orders down the tunnel. Two Guards rush in and with a bucket of water, they clean and wash me. Then They give me some food and drink. All the time the Officer stands and watches me. Inwardly, i am smiling; this is the first time in many years that i am being served.

The Officer sends the Men away and again, with more time than previously, He uses me in all my holes. With me lying face up, He lifts my legs backwards, pressing in my knee hollows, His knees alongside my head, He pistons deep into my womb.

Afterwards, He lights a cigarette and watches my naked body.

"Sir may i speak?”

"What?"

"How is it going with The Lady?"

"The Lady? Well she made acquainted with the Commander yesterday. He bound her wrists her arms widespread to rings in the ceiling, her toes barely on the floor. Then her ankles were shackled to rings in the ground, her legs wide open. He used his preferred black twisted leather bullwhip on her. And He is an expert; each lash is like Hell on earth. She screamed and screamed, begged, but He stopped only when she got limp and her head fell between her tits. But with cold water from a bucket in her face she was revived. And again and again He whipped her pale skin body. Each time she fell unconscious He revived her. His whip didn’t spare any part of her body. Her back, waist, ass, thighs and yes her petals and loins, He stopped only when no skin is untouched or unmarked.  Then He took position behind her and drilled her arse with his Cock, while his whip handle pokes her cunt. And takes very long before He explodes in her."

Telling this makes Him hard again, He turns me face down, flat on the mattress, and with His full weight He plunges His fat cock deep into my arse.

Then likewise many Men follow and use my holes. At the end of the day white spunk oozes from my arse and cunt and drools from my mouth.

In the morning the Guards shoved a bucket of water and food and drink into the cell. After have eaten and drank, the Officer enters and obliges me to perform the usual services.

Afterwards without asking He says, "This time The Lady was bound on a kind of metal bed frame, face up, her head over the edge. Her wrists shackled to the side frame, her legs wide open and up, the ankles to poles along the frame. The Commander first released his morning spunk deep into her cunt before He started his cruel work. From a stove He put with pliers small burning coals on her body. He smiled at her cries and screams. Then He focussed on her feet. He first laid coals on her foot soles. Her body jerked, bucked in the bonds, her head trashed, but the feet were tightly bound, and He continued to put coals until the feet were full blacked. With the same hot pliers He cracked one by one her toes knuckles, to finish by pulling the nails out from her feet.  He finished his work by cropping her, not at the least her inner thighs vulva and cunt."

Before i could say anything He is already standing over me and He grabs me by the hair and thrusts His powerful cock deep in my throat.

For a few hours i am allowed to rest but when i wake the same ritual is repeated. After the Officer unloads deep in my bowels, He tells me, "After the Commander had sex with her and normal beatings and torture she was bound face down over a horizontal bar, her wrists to her ankles, While he poked her, once with a cattle prod, then with his cock, another pushed her head down into a trough brackish water, while another shoved burning candles under her titties. A speculum was shoved in her cunt, and with a skewer poked and pierced her womb. They amused themselves by torturing her the whole day."

"But," i cry out without asking permission to speak, "she is The Lady, i am the… eeuuhhh… painslut."

The Officer shrugs, "don't mind, it is all determined." and He is gone.

Before i can consider His words six Men enter. They hold my arms and spread my legs wide open. The first forces His knuckles against my cunt-lips, jerks, corkscrews and uses His strength to force His fist deep inside my cunt, making me cry out. Once inside, it is clearly His intention to see how many bangs in one minute against my womb. The Men cheer and shout and then the next takes His turn and i can feel how the inner walls of my cunt and my womb are devastated. Then, considering my cunt hole too loose, one by one They impale my arse.

Although i get used to His fat Cock it is still a painful torment each time He used me. But at least He has some decency, which the other Fighters lack. Afterwards, He does not say a word; He dresses and is nearly out of the room, when i pluck up the nerve to ask, "Please Sir, how was it this time with The Lady".

The Officer looks at me with a frown and with a sigh, He shrugs, "She must be sacrificed by now."

"Sssaacrificed??"

The Officer replied: "The Commander comes from deep out of the jungle. There they have for high rank people a special ritual they call The Sacrifice. For The Lady it means she is brought in an open space. She is made to kneel, her legs wide. Her ankles are each bound with a rope about a meter to a stake in the soil. Her arms are bound sideways to a stake held in her shoulders like a yoke, a belt around the wrists, elbow, and armpit. Her tits are stabbed and cut, pieces by pieces, but not lethal. Then a kind of straw collar is put around her neck. A rope in front holds her head down. Two trees are bent down, and a rope is bound between the two tops, and the collar. The first rope, holding her head down, holds her in poise. Now is her calves, they skin her calves and ankles with a sharp knife. On her back at the sides, they make two incisions, so there are two slips top down. They insert a somewhat curved skewer, they turn it as a wheel until the slices shred and looses from her body"

"Nnnnoooo!" i cry.

"But then comes the end: a candle is lit, and the flame burns the rope which kept everything in balance. At the moment this rope is burnt through, the two strong trees are freed, and swing upwards with enormous strength and speed. The Lady lifts, but in a second the meter rope at her ankles held her body, and her head is popped like a cork from a bottle, and the head is catapulted miles away. The corpse bounces back on the soil. The head will never be found, the collar will rot high in the top in wind and rain and vanish, the corpse is carried to the mountains to feed vultures."   

Without another word, the Officer leaves the room, but i am not allowed any time to mourn or even to think about The Lady’s dreadful death as about twenty Fighters enter.

At the end of the day about five are left, i am laid face up, one Man sitting on my shoulders and He bobs my head up and down along His big Cock, alternatively with another Man standing at my head who shoves His Cock down my throat. Some are jerking Their Cocks and take my wrists to have my hands stroking and jerking Their Cocks. A Man lies under me, pumping His fat Cock deep in my arse, while another is rocking between my thighs, His Cock deep in my cunt.

Suddenly the door silently opens, without a noise so the Fighters do not notice and carry on fucking me. Four Men enter, dressed totally in black, masked and carrying guns with silencers. Without resistance, They all point Their gun against the head or the neck of the Fighters, and the shots sound like the cork from a Champaign bottle. They pull me from under the dead bodies, throw me a pair of jeans and a jacket. Within half a minute W/we leave the room, running silently out of the camp, where all are fast asleep. And so without fight, W/we reach a place where a waiting van stands. Without lights the van speeds away, in the dark, out of the woods.

W/we reach a clearing and the Men jump out, dragging me into a Sikorsky helicopter which immediately takes off. The Men are all silent, but after five minutes, i hear the Pilot saying, “no losses, one female."  The Men cheer and i hear something like, "happy flight."

Again somewhat later, the Leader turns to me and says, "Well, it is about three hour flight, enough time for you to show us some gratitude."

Of course i understand, go down on my knees and service the seven or eight Men, including blowing the pilot. The fat strong Cocks make my juices ooze, and after all, i was liberated by these Men so I should indeed show my gratitude.

Unfortunately it is too late for The Lady.

The helicopter lands in the grounds of my Lord’s house and i am welcomed by my Lord, His Son (and mine) and His daughter; although i did note a strange look on the face of the Boy.