Jessica’s Desires – Part 1 - Arrival

       Jessica stepped out of the Taxi, looking round at the rolling countryside and then at the imposing metal gates in front of her.

       “Are you sure this is the right place love?” asked the Taxi Driver, “I’ve got to go back to the station for the next fare if you want…” he added.

       “No, its ok, I’m in the right place” she replied, and paid the driver his fare. As the driver turned round and departed down the road, she felt flushed and uncertain, yet strangely turned on as she walked up to the intercom box on the wall.

       The Journey that had led her to the imposing gateway in the British Countryside had begun weeks before as she had met the man she knew only as “Master” at an S&M club in the city she lived. They had spent a wild evening together at the club, and kept in contact ever since via eMail, and she was now ready to take the next step in their relationship and join him at his house in the Country for an extended Holiday.

       As a teacher, she was blessed with an extended summer holiday, and this was the first day of it. And yet here she was, with no luggage and only the clothes on her back, with just a few coins left in change from the Taxi Fare. With no way back, the only way forward was in front of her, and she pushed the buzzer and waited.

       After a few minutes where the intercom beeped gently, a quad bike appeared behind the gates with a man she hadn’t seen before on it.

       “Take your clothes off, and place them in the slot on the wall” came the voice over the intercom. It was a familiar voice, her Masters, and yet she hesitated a moment, “Don’t make me repeat my instructions Slave”. She quickly slipped off the simple dress she was wearing, and deposited it in the slot as instructed. “Good, I see you followed my instructions and didn’t wear any underwear” the voice continued, “now step through the gate and get on the quad bike with my grounds keeper and I’ll see you in a few minutes”.

       The gate buzzed, and she pushed it open, enjoying the cool breeze on her surprisingly erect nipples and pussy, and walked towards the quad bike. Behind her, the gate made an ominous clanking noise as it shut again, but her path was already decided.

       The man on the bike helped her onto the rear of it, and brought her hands behind her and cuffed them to the rear of the quad, telling her to hold on tightly, before climbing on his self and setting off up the drive.

       They drove for nearly a mile it seemed, before the house loomed into a breath-taking view, but instead of coming round to the front of the house, he peeled off early, heading off down a track to the side of the house, coming to a stop outside what must have been the servants entrance back in the day.

       The grounds keeper freed her cuffs from the quad quickly, but kept her arms cuffed behind her, and led her into the house.

       “This is where we part company for now Slave, walk down the stairs and your Master is waiting for you”. He slapped her bottom and she carefully descended into the cool dry air of the basement level.

       There, at the bottom of the stairs, stood her Master waiting for her. She knelt in front of him, and looked at his feet waiting for his instructions.

       “Get to your feet Jessica”, she struggled to her feet to meet him, and he freed her wrists from the cuffs. “This is your last opportunity to back out of what we discussed. You need only say the word, and we can go back upstairs and enjoy a few weeks here as lovers before you return to school at the start of term, or you can continue down the rabbit hole and see just how deep it goes?”

       His words were comforting, but she had come this far, and had enough Vanilla lovers to last her for the foreseeable future. And none of them had given her the bolt of excitement she had felt in the club that night, bound and spread in front of everyone as he flogged her back, bottom and breasts until she came so hard she passed out. The feelings that flowed through her as she came round, with him holding her limp body on the floor, making sure she was ok, she had never felt before or since.

       “Sir, this Slut is here to serve you in any way you see fit.” She replied, knowing that these words where what he wanted to hear, and felt her juices already flowing down the inside of her thighs.

       “Very well Jessica, we’ve discussed the rules previously, and here is your contract for you to sign. You need to sign this with your own blood, so prick your finger with this needle” he produced a large stainless steel needle that looked wickedly sharp, “and squeeze a few drops out into this little dish.”

       She looked at the implements in front of her, and read the contract through carefully. It had all the things they had discussed in there, that he could pierce her body in any way he felt necessary (as long as anything in the public areas of her body were easily removable) and mark any other areas of her body as he saw fit. He understood her job and need to be discreet, and she was thankful for this. The term of the contract was until the end of the holidays, and until then she was to obey him without any restrictions or suffer the consequences. She carefully pricked her finger and squeezed the blood into the pot, before picking up the quill and placing a careful line through the line in the contract that allowed her a safe word to stop a scene. She didn’t want to wimp out, and trusted her Master to not kill or maim her. With her breath quickening, she signed her name, and handed the document back to her Master.

       “Very Good Jessica, you are sure about having no limits?” she nodded her head, “Very well, as you wish. From now on I will address you as Slave, or Slut, or any other word I feel like using, and you will address me as Sir, Master, Lord or similar. Do you understand?”

       “Yes Sir” she replied. “Thank you Sir”.

       “It seems that half my work is done for me already” he said, smiling carefully at her, “I think we will start off with a tour of the dungeon that you will spend the next few weeks in. Once you’re ready, I’ll show you the rest of the house and stables.”

       She nodded carefully, noting his use of stables, as she had watched some videos with pony girls in them only recently, and she was amazed at how elegant they looked.

       He turned round and picked something up off the table behind him, and turned back to face her. She stood up immediately, and placed her arms behind her automatically, which drew another smile from him. In his hands was a heavy iron collar, just the sight of which brought her nearly to the edge of an orgasm.

       “Hold your hair up out of the way Slave, this will be your most treasured possession for the next few weeks, if you do well, I’ll find you a far more beautiful and elegant collar, but for now this will serve my purposes.” She quickly obeyed, and felt the hard iron being closed round her neck, biting her lip and closing her eyes to stop from coming at the touch of it. He quickly closed it and did the bolts up with a tool, before attaching a leash to one of the rings.

       “Thank you Sir” she uttered breathlessly, which caused him to stop and turn.

       “You’re only beginning your training, and you were respectful, so I shan’t punish you this time, but let us get the rules right here. You don’t speak unless spoken to. You will not have any orgasms without permission. You will obey immediately and without hesitation or questioning. Should you break any of these rules, you will receive a number of demerits which you will need to satisfy before going to bed at night.” He looked at her carefully and added “Of course, if you are good, you may earn merits, which will go the other way on your score card. Earn enough, and you might for example be allowed to sleep without restraints, or to have an orgasm. Do you understand Slave?”

       “Yes Sir” she replied, and he turned and walked away pulling her behind him with the leash.

       They stopped in front of a heavy door, and he placed his hand on a scanner to one side and it opened before him. “Through here is the Dungeon Slave, where you will undertake your training. It is late in the day however, so we will begin in earnest in the morning, so I’ll make the tour short and get you settled for the night.” They walked to the end of the corridor lined with metal cages, some of which held other men & women, and through into a larger space. “This here is the main dungeon, as you’ve probably already guessed; you’ll be staying in the cells we just walked past with the others.”

       This surprised her, she thought it would have been just her, but reasoned that of course, her Master would need a lot of slaves with a property of this size, and hoped that she was special enough for him. Of course, this was not the case, but she would in time figure this out.

       “Here you will be put through your paces by one of my Mistresses or fellow Masters. You will obey them as you would me, as well as any slave with a golden collar. These slaves you should address as Miss, or Mister, and they will help you find your way in the Dungeons at first, before providing a supervisory role in the house above.”

       She nodded her head as it span inside her, looking round the room at the instruments of pain and suffering, feeling like she was about to explode. He led her through to a small white tiled room where a rubber clad woman stood waiting for her.

       “This is Mistress Elena, Slave. She will be looking after you for the next few days until the weekend when I’m back from work. Elena, you know what I want doing?” he said to her.

       “Yes Master” she replied “A standard complement of rings and a chastity device. Do you want me to brand her?”

       “No branding just yet, when she’s ready she will ask me for it, won’t you slave?”

       “Yes Sir” she replied, wondering how on earth she would know she was ready, with her mind already bouncing round at the thought of being pierced and having her sex locked away from her!

       Her Master left the room, and Mistress Elena closed the door carefully after him, leaving her standing naked in the centre of the room next to the large chair with stirrups.

       “Now then Slave, let me explain what will be happening, and for the rest of this session you may speak freely with me, do you understand?”

       “Yes Mistress” she meekly replied.

       “Very well, get on the chair and put your legs up in the stirrups. Your master wants you to have a beautiful ring through your clit, you’re lucky here Slave, most slaves don’t get this sort of treatment. He also wants you to have your nipples pierced and for your septum to have a plate and hole for a ring that will be removable in case you have to venture out into public.”

       Jessicasighed with relief at that, having to explain to her Head Master why she had a cattle ring through her nose was one conversation she didn’t need to have.

       “I’m not going to lie to you though Slave, this is going to hurt a lot, so bite down on this” she handed Jessicaa rubber bit, “and feel free to scream away, I always find it helps. You may come, in fact, I doubt you’ll have much choice in the matter.” She said with a wry smile on her face.

       Jessicabit down and felt the Mistress placing the cold metal of the gun round her mound of pleasure, and then suddenly there was a blinding bolt of pain, a sharp click, and she came harder than she had ever come before, screaming through her gag and tears streaming down her face.

       The Mistress carefully threaded the gold ring through Jessica’s Clit, and closed it up with a neat ball, before carefully brazing it into place. The heat from the ring in her clit quickly made Jessicacome again, though not quite so hard this time, but as quickly as it started it was all over.

       “Thank you Mistress” she said, removing the bit gag from her mouth for a moment, “My Nipples are already pierced if the position is to your liking?”

       “Hrm” replied Mistress Elena, “Well, the piercing is very nice, but not quite what Master normally wants, but we’ll pop some small rings in those anyway. He wants them a bit deeper down in your areola to take a chunkier ring, but don’t worry, he won’t be hanging you from them. There’s one poor thing down in the cells with beautiful bar through the base of her breasts for that.” The Mistress traced around the base of Jessica’s firm DD Cup breasts.

       The thought of being hung from her breasts carried Jessica through the nipple piercing with another two orgasms, and then it was time for her septum.

       “Hold still now, this one is going to hurt like a son of a bitch” Mistress Elena said, and Jessica bit down on her gag and first heard the crunch of the punch as it went through her septum, before the wave of pain hit. Then there was another, larger and far more painful crunch as the larger ring hole was created. The holes were quickly cauterised to stop the bleeding which stung but was a welcome relief.

       Mistress Elena turned and fetched two small metal plates that she quickly riveted into place between her nostrils before picking up the large ring and threading it through the hole between the metal plates and doing it up with a shiny ball.

       Jessica could now feel the heavy ring on her top lip, and carefully licked at it with her tongue, exploring the old metal.

       “Go on then girl, take a look at yourself” said Mistress Elena, and spun her round to face a full length mirror on the wall behind. What stared back at Jessica wasn’t the girl she recognised immediately, but it was the girl she knew she had always been inside.

       As Jessica sat looking at her new piercings, Mistress Elena was preparing her Chastity Belt, and as she went to play with her new Clit Ring the Mistress’s voice rang out “And what do you think you’re doing Slave?”

       “I’m sorry Mistress, I think I need to have the belt on now.” She replied, her heart doing flip flops inside of her.

       “Yes, I should think so, you need proper training to stop you from spending all day with your fingers in that sopping wet hole you dirty whore.” Mistress Elena said, “Now stand up and come over here and we’ll get your belt on you”.

       Jessica got up and carefully walked over, the clit ring causing her a good deal of sensation, as did the heavy rings in her breasts and nose.

       Mistress Elena carefully placed the belt round her waist, clicking it onto the stud at the front. Hanging from chains on the rear was the curved lower piece. Mistress Elena pulled it up and hooked it onto the front stud, before adjusting the chains at the rear until it was a snug fit, and Jessica’s butt cheeks were spread apart invitingly. Finally, with a click of a lock, it was all taken away from Jessica.

       “Thank you Mistress Elena” she said, a final wave of orgasm spreading over her as the lock clicked into place. She felt weak at the knees, and Mistress Elena helped her out of the room and back down the hallway stopping in front of a cell and opening the gate.

       The cell was clean, cobble stones covered the floor, worn smooth by past occupants, a heavy ring was set in the wall at the rear, and a drain grate in the centre. At the rear lay a bed of straw, and upon the bed of straw lay another slave with a Gold collar on.

       As the gate was opened, the slave sprang to her feet, spreading her ankles wide and putting her arms behind her, and looked down at her feet.

       “It’s ok Slave Naomi, here is the new Slave for training, the Master hasn’t named her yet though. Take care of her, and remember that her failings will count as your failings each day.”

       Jessica could see the Slaves expression at this news, and it was not a happy one. Mistress Elena led Jessica into the cell, and picked up one of the lengths of chain that hung from the ring on the wall, and padlocked it to the back of Jessica’s collar.

       “I’ll leave you sluts to get to know one another” she said, and left the cell, the gate closing with a crash, before the lock was clicked shut.

       Jessica’s stomach descended and crashed out, as the enormity of the situation was becoming clear to her. Here she was now, locked in a cell with another slave, ringed and collared, and utterly, utterly helpless. She wanted to play with herself so badly, but the belt denied her that.

       The other slave sat down once the Mistress had gone, and spoke up “It’s ok Slave, sit down.” Jessica instead moved towards the door, but never made it there, instead getting to within a metre before the chain on the wall stopped progress and jerked her to a halt. It hurt.

       “Oh god, what have I got myself into?” Jessica asked.

       “Come here and sit down Slave” Naomi replied, and Jessica did as bidden this time.

       Naomi was dressed and outfitted as Jessica was, apart from the golden collar, and the two girls hugged one another gently, which caused Jessica some discomfort from the new Nipple rings.

       “You’re now just a Slave Girl, remember that. It was what you wanted when you came here was it not?” Naomi looked at Jessica who nodded and sniffed, “Then you’ve gotten your wish. It’s a big hurdle, from having clothes outside of these grounds to being here, in a cell, on a straw mattress butt naked and locked in heavy duty bondage and piercings, and it took me several days before I became comfortable with it.”

       “How long have you been here?” Jessica asked.

       “I’ve been here nearly a year on and off. Master has offered me a permanent place now, and I have accepted, hence my gold status.”

       “A year?” Jessica choked out, “wow, I just have 6 short weeks of holiday away from School!”

       “Don’t worry Slave” said Naomi, “My year was made up of every day of my holiday from work, every weekend and bank holiday I could get, and towards the end, I took unpaid leave. And 6 weeks is more than ample for your initial training. You’ll be able to come back here at weekends, half term and holidays, and before you know it, you’ll earn your gold collar. But you have to understand, that will mean the end of your life outside of these walls. Whoever you are will go away on some adventure holiday and never be seen again.” Naomi’s eyes went slightly misty “I’m discovering the jungles of Borneo apparently. I wish I could see what they were like…”

       “Wow, I never dreamed I would be here in the first place, fulfilling my deepest, darkest fantasy, and yet, here I am!” said Jessica.

       There was a rattling noise and the gate opened again. Naomi sprang to her feet again assuming the position she had earlier, and Jessica quickly joined her.

       “Good girls, now turn around and hands behind your backs” came the Female voice from in front of them. They meekly turned and did as instructed, and were quickly handcuffed.

       Bowls of food and water were placed on the floor, and the gate swung closed again with the cry of “Bon appetite!” from the guard.

       Naomi quickly dropped to the floor and crawled over to eat, and Jessica followed suit, both eating quickly their meagre rations. Once her bowl was clear, Naomi stopped and waited for Jessica, then carefully licked Jessica’s face clean, and then waited for Jessica to return the favour, which she did. She then turned and lapped at the water bowl, before returning to the rear of the cell and standing back up again.

       Jessica followed her, confused feelings in her from the feeling of the other girls tongue on her face, and how her tongue had felt on Naomi’s face. Shortly they were interrupted by the gate opening, the bowls being removed and the gate closing again.

       The girls stayed in their position as cries of pain echoed down the hallway as Mistress Elena made her way down the cells balancing the books for the evening. Eventually it was Naomi and Jessica’s turn.

       “Right then, Slave Naomi, you have earned yourself 3 demerits today. Seeing as your new Slave friend will earn you demerits tomorrow, I think she can share in yours tonight. How would you like to balance the books this evening Slave Naomi?”

       Naomi took a deep breath and replied to the Mistress “Permission to explain the concept to the New Slave Mistress”.

       “Granted”.

       “Slave, each time we do something wrong we will earn demerits. Come the evening, if we have not earned any merits to cancel these out, we will have to pay for them to balance the book. A stroke of the cane to the ass is worth half a demerit, or to the breast it is one demerit. A swat with the paddle on your ass or breast is worth a half of a demerit, while on the pussy it is one demerit. Being flogged on the pussy is worth half a demerit and on the breasts or ass it is a quarter of a demerit.” Naomi paused and looked to the Mistress who nodded, “But as we wear belts, we are not permitted to take blows to the pussy, as it would likely not help us learn our lesson. We’re allowed to choose, but must do so quickly or the Mistress will choose for us.”

       “Very good Slave Naomi, now then Slave, your first book to balance, 3 demerits to settle, what is your choice?”

       “Please Mistress, may I have 3 strokes of the cane to my breasts Mistress” Jessica replied.

       “And you Slave Naomi?”

       “I’ll take the same please Mistress”

       “Right then, I think we’ll start with a number 3, and we’ll allow the new girl to go first and we’ll go backwards and forwards. Girls, count the strokes, if you lose count, we start again.” The Mistress took out a flexible cane and watched as Jessica and Naomi knelt in front of her.

       *Crack* Jessica felt a line of fire across her beautiful breasts, but managed to choke out “One Mistress Elena”.

       *Crack* and she heard Naomi reply “One Mistress Elena”

       Backwards and forwards they went, with the Mistress allowing them a few seconds between blows for the strokes to take full effect before laying another one on top. By the time she had finished, both girls were in tears.

       Through her tears, Jessica managed to stumble out the words “Thank you Mistress for caning this Sluts Breasts”. Next to her, Naomi looked at her and quickly also thanked the Mistress.

       “My oh my, you really are half trained already Slave, the Master was right, a natural submissive. How rare they are. We will have fun with you tomorrow. I think that earns you both the right to sleep without the handcuffs tonight. Stand up and turn round.”

       The Slaves obeyed, and quickly had their hands freed, and the gate swung closed with a crash. Jessica went to sit down, but Naomi shook her head, and they remained standing until they head the Mistress shout out “Good night Slaves” and they all replied in unison “Good night Mistress Elena”. The lights clunked off with a crash, and the two girls finally were able to sit down.

       Naomi asked Jessica “Why did you ask for the cane on your breasts you silly girl, it’s the most painful punishment?” as she rubbed Jessica’s Breasts gently.

       Jessica just replied saying “well, it just felt right to me, just like a lot of things today have” and gently led forward in the dim murky darkness and kissed Naomi on the lips deeply.

       Naomi gently responded, hugging Jessica tightly as they lay down on the straw trying to get comfortable. “This is going to be an interesting 6 weeks Slave, and I don’t even know your name…”

       “My Name is Jessica at the moment, but who know what I’ll be called tomorrow. I’m just glad I’m here now, with you Slave Naomi.” And with that both girls cuddled together and fell asleep.

To Be Continued…

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