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Control Removal

she wasn’t really sure if she was awake or not. she could feel the cold, hard steel against her back, but darkness still pervaded her sight. Were her eyes open? she did not know. The rest of her body felt numb. she tried to move, but found that she was unable to; even her fingers could not wriggle. It took a while to figure out a few things:

First, she was bound at the elbows, knees and ankles, arms behind her, fingers and toes taped together.

Second, she was lying on her back, sight obscured.

Third, her jaws were stretched painfully open by a metal ring, held in place by a strap which went around her head.

she was puzzled. The last time she remembered, she had been walking from the bus stop home, at night. she hadn’t remembered meeting anyone, and the predicament she found herself in was baffling.

He smiled. Of course, his presence was quite unknown to her, seeing how caught up she was in her own thoughts… every little sound she made echoed around the room. Oh yes. The room.

It had been specially designed, soundproofed and sealed of natural light. That hadn’t been too difficult… the room was underground. Right now, if one had been standing there, all one could see was the cage in which her squirming form lay, the spotlight bathing it with piercing light. The cage was designed to contain her, cramp her in. It was too low for her to sit or kneel comfortably, and too narrow for her to lie properly, even on her back. And if one concentrated harder, one may spot His form at the end of the room, engulfed in darkness.

He could hear her breathing increase in speed, as she squirmed and twisted to break free of her bonds. her occasional, strangled cry echoed around the room. He reached out to the table beside him and clicked the red button on a remote control. At once, music flooded her ears….. through the ear pieces embedded in her ears. A twisted, static melody played, in minor key. she froze. After a minute, the melody stopped. For three seconds. Before a loud wail reverberated through her mind. she could not tell if it were animal or human. When it died off, the melody continued.

He caught every detail – the nervous lick of her lips(which her tongue stretched to achieve), the twitching of her muscles….. then came the expected heaving of the chest and sobs. He smiled. All this was necessary in breaking her, of course. she was trapped in her own mind, unaware of her surroundings, with absolutely no distractions whatsoever to free her of the torment the melody inflicted upon her mind. He got up and left.

**

The next time she awoke, He was watching silently in the corner, observing her every move. she was naked in the cage, a collar choking her. At the center of the cage, a metal loop binding an eighteen inch chain to the floor, the other end attached to the collar. The steel floor of the cage served as a good mirror, in which she caught sight of the name written on the collar…… “orifice”. Her jaws were still painfully held open by a three inch metal ring. This gag was different from the previous one, this time held in place by six straps which wound themselves around her head, cruelly, like a cage, partially obscuring her vision, then held in place by a padlock. she was shocked, looking at her reflection in the floor. she didn’t even notice as a strand of saliva dripped onto the cold steel surface.

He decided it was time. To let her know her purpose. He stood up and opened a door behind him. He walked into the room, then shut it. The room had a glass panel which allowed her to look in; there was a couch in the middle of the room, with a wide movie screen opposite the wall with the glass panel. He flicked on the light. Immediately, she spun around, eyes wild. Facing the screen, he ran the tape and settled himself on the couch, ignoring her screams for help.

He was watching a kink film, where a girl had been turned into a slave….. just as she would in the near future. He was aware that she could see everything he was watching. The torment and fear it would inflict upon her. He jerked off as the film ended, hands sticky with cum. He stood up walked to the glass panel. As he had expected, she was looking at him with sheer terror, hand protecting the modesty she so scornfully believed she owned. He looked straight into her eyes, grinning in a Mephistophelian manner. Then He brought His hand to the glass panel, smearing his cum on it to form the word “orifice”. Laughing, he flicked the light off and exited through another door, leaving her sobbing pathetically.

**

It had been three days since her awakening. The floor was smeared with urine and crap, her hair matted, and her body slick with drool. she had been watered by a hamster bottle hanging from the top of the cage, but it had been clumsy, her jaws pried open by the gag. she had realized it was impossible to remove the gag without a key, but that didn’t prevent her from patting the gag, fingering the straps, yearning to relieve the strain in her jaws. He had been watching her through the camera, studying her bodily signals. The way she changed her position to relieve the aches in her body, ceased to hurl questions at the dark around her, cried, or absently fiddled with the collar around her neck, contemplating the new meaning of her existence.

And finally, on that day, He decided she could be ready. He wasn’t sure. But He wanted to test her. He walked into the room, dressed in nothing but a pair of casual jeans, the muscles of His upper torso rippling as He approached her. He could see her tongue twist nervously in her mouth as she backed away, pressing against the cage. He didn’t miss the soft whine of panic which escaped her throat. At least she didn’t cry out. That was a good sign.

He squatted beside the cage, studying her. He noticed the stench which no longer seemed to bother her.

“Hello, orifice.”

Smooth, even, but menacing.

She didn’t answer, but continue to look fearfully up into his hard eyes.

“Don’t be rude, bitch. I said hello.”

Louder, more pronounced, rich.

she flinched at His words. “H-harrroo….” Softly, whimpering, confused. her words were mispronounced, warped by the ring gag.

“Speak up.”

Pause.

“Ha-oh.”

Beneath the layers of grime on her skin, He could see her flush, embarrassed by her incapability of proper speech. He smirked, feeling his cock harden, straining against the denim of his jeans.

“You want that gag out of your mouth, don’t you?”

she nodded.

“Well then….. tell me your name. If you answer right, we can clean you up and take that thing outta your mouth.”

she hesitated. she knew the answer, but she was hesitant. He was a little unsure of her response, which would tell Him if she was ready or not. she looked down at her reflection, at the word on her collar, then back up at Him.

“Oheeheeth”

He hid a smile.

“That took too long, bitch. The speed at which your brain works surprises me. Let’s try that again, shall we? What’s your name?”

Taunting, mocking.

“Oheeheeth”

It was faster this time, but her eyes were unfocused, her voice flat. He decided to settle for that. He got a hose and hosed her down, washing the excrement in the cage out into a drain beside it. Then he squeezed an excessive amount of bath liquid onto her.

“Clean yourself.”

Cold, commanding.

When she was clean, He hosed her down again, until all the lather had been washed off.

“Now we can remove your gag.”

she earnestly pressed the back of her head against the bars of the cage, urging Him to take it off. He took his time, letting the ring gag fall away as he pulled it out of the cage. she exercised her sore jaws, frowning in pain. He silently got up and retrieved a cattleprod. He put it through the bars.

“you didn’t thank Me, bitch.”

He punctuated each word with a zap on her skin, as she flailed in the cage, jerking against the leash to escape Him.

“Thank You!!! Please! Thank You!” she squealed, crying.

He withdrew the cattle prod.

“Let’s make this clear. I am Master. you will address Me with respect and politeness. your name is orifice. From now on, you are not permitted to address yourself with me myself or i. Use the word orifice. I demand your total obedience and immediate compliance. Even if you aren’t, I expect you to seem grateful for anything I do. Understand?”

She nodded.

He reached in and twisted her nipple cruelly, pulling it towards him.

“What do you say, bitch?”

“Th-thank You!”

He pinched it harder.

“Thank You Sir, I- orifice understands, Sir.”

“That’s right.”

He released his fingers, slapping her tit as he pulled his hand out of the cage.

**

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.

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.

He watched her through the surveillance camera, smiling calmly as He sipped His tea, her cries of frustration faded into faint sobs of despair. In this game, He had his part to play…. Although He had to say, it was considerably easy to play.

He had to make her know that she was in no control of the things happening to her, whether she liked it or not. she was at complete mercy. On the other hand, He had the intricately pleasing job of breaking down her defences, snatching her sanity away; He had to tear her down, her defences, hope and pride, reduce them to nothing and leave her a pathetic, shaking mass of flesh with no rational thought. Of course, that would be a state of complete submission, where her mind could no longer choose for itself, or identify a happening as something she liked or not – until her body suffered it.

The inequality of her existence had to be accepted. Of course, humiliation and degration would help her achieve that, but as she descends, human instincts would kick in. To break down the mind was the best part of His role in the game, but to break it to the point of no return, to permanent acceptance of her status was the ultimate goal.

orifice was still, neck hurting from the strain. The food below her was cold, and she shut her eyes to ignore the temptation which so cruelly dug at her stomach. she was sobbing silently, wallowing in self-pity. The predicament she found herself in tortured her, as well as the Dominant male figure which now programmed the course of her existence. she wondered how long it was that she would be here – would the police come and bring her out of the depths of this twisted hell? she didn’t like this game, not at all; her ass hurt, and the cum had dried. The humiliation of the rape taunted her, and the sexual perversion of the game sickened her. she hadn’t chosen to play this game, she hated it.

A shifting mass of emotions bubbled in her as she hurled a tortured shriek at the mirror before her. Looking up, she met her own puffy, swollen eyes. Then, a loud click caused her to jerk up. At the corner of the mirror, she saw Him walking towards her. Fear sparked as she whined, trying to move away from him. His cruel, taunting eyes mocked her as He neared, stroking her ass.

“I thought you were hungry, you ungrateful cunt. I give you delicious food and you don’t appreciate it? Hm?”

He took the plate away and opened a tin of greyish looking mush. He spilled its contents on the platform.

“Eat.”

she was silent. He noticed her ribs start to heave.

“Did I say you could cry?”

Low, threatening and sinister.

“You fucking bastard!” she screamed. “I’m not an animal, why are you treating me like one! I’m a human, just as you are! Why couldn’t it be some other girl in place? I don’t like this game, I don’t want to play it!”

A frosty silence hung in the air, wracked occasionally by her sobs.

“What makes you think you aren’t an animal? you will play this game whether you like it or not. I would hate to have to dispose of you so early, sweet. May I remind you that you are in no position or power to decide your status here? Hm?”

He walked behind her and began to rub her mound of pussy flesh, teasing her clitoris from its hood. He then stuck a finger in, then added another. He began to pump her pussy, rubbing her clitoris with His thumb. her cries of protest quickly turned into screams of pleasure and she writhed about in her ropes.

“Repeat after me: i am an animal.”

Drowned in a haze of pleasure, she did.

“You want to cum don’t you?”

“Yes, yes!!!1 Please!!!! Please let me cum, Master!!!!!!!”

“Hold.”

He jammed his fingers in, holding them there for a minute. she wriggled and bucked her hips, trying to get off. He smiled, lips curling.

“You may cum.”

Then he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of her tight hole until she came. He didn’t stop, though, continuing to massage her clit and rub her G-spot. her mind was drained, as she squirted hard, not being able to stop. After a long-sustained orgasm, He finally stopped, smearing her juices across her own face.

“Not an animal, orifice? Are you sure?”

she sobbed hard, thoroughly humiliated.

“Only an animal would react like that to such stimulation. It wasn’t even sex. It was two fingers which took your virginity. Smell the musky scent of your soaked pussy? you liked it didn’t you? It felt good? Play the game well and you will be rewarded. But that wasn’t a reward. I will take my payment. But first, eat.”

The ropes holding her head up were removed as she looked to the mushy mass before her. A strong hand pushed her head down, and she had no choice but to eat it. The taste made her stomach churn, not with hunger but with disgust. she swallowed it, trying not to taste what she was ingesting. The hand did not release her hair. she reluctantly licked the remaining bits of food off the platform.

He then untied the ropes which bound her, knowing she would not resist. her ass was still high up, face on the floor. He pressed onto her back, mashing her tits on the floor. He pushed a buttplug against her ass. The increasing pressure made her struggle with panic.

“Relax.”

she mewled in pain, unable to do so. As the buttplug pushed past the thickest part, it slid in, causing her to jerk about with a cry of shock.

He held her wrists to the side with one hand, and reached around with the other. Then He pushed her onto her back, pulling a panty up her legs. It was tight, and began to press into her flesh as He pulled it up. When it was finally on, she was shocked to find that the interior surface of the panties was lined with sharp, rubber spikes which dug at her skin. her focus was brought to her clitoris, as stabs of constant stimulation and pain coursed up her nerves.

Certain that she would try to remove it, He fastened it with a chastity belt, digging the spikes in sharply. He then tied her struggling, begging form onto a rocking horse. After he was done, his rising cock was capable of more movement than her whole body put together. He fastened an O ring gag into her mouth.

“You were a very bad girl just now, orifice. you know that, don’t you? This is what happens to bad girls. The rocking horse will only stop rocking on My command, and I will only command it to stop when that panties around you is soaked with blood. My orifice will be good next time, won’t she?”

“Yeeeehhhh Mahhheeeuuurrrr.”

she moaned. The look in her eyes turned him on even more – it was a look of guilt and regret. she would definitely make a better effort to behave next time. He left the dungeon, her torture shrieks of pain echoing about behind Him.