Holly's Fantasy

[RainbowSky]

Chapter fifty three

Holly's POV

It was difficult. Very difficult to push through the rest of the afternoon as my bowels ran away with themselves. Every time I shifted my weight either a new stream of piss or shit came out or what was already in their squished into my backside even more. I felt disgusting and unclean, I just wanted to get out of it and soon before it leaked everywhere. Before I was having to clean the kitchen floor from all the shit that had fallen out. The nappy felt very heavy and I'm sure was dangling about 4 inches off me. There was a distinct bulge in the onesie as well so everyone knew what had happened. The others avoided coming near me if they could, and I couldn't blame them. Chances are I stunk.

I leaned against the work surface for a moment as a fresh wave of piss streamed out, the warmth filling my nappy, creating an even slushier mix that was coating me. However, on the bright side it was just piss rather than shit, hopefully the laxative had worn off. As I did so Mark came over. "You need to head upstairs to get sorted. Take this as well," he added handing me a couple of pieces of material. I nodded and waddled my way out the kitchen, my nerves jangling and my embarrassment at its highest so far since getting here. I knocked on James's door and it was flung open.

"Here she is," he said allowing me to step in. I sidestepped past, super aware of the bulging nappy. We were stood practically chest to chest in the corridor. He beckoned me to follow him further in. He'd moved the bed and on the floor he had put a white plastic sheet. I swallowed hard. "Place the outfit on the bed," he said gesturing to the cloth I was holding. I placed it down as instructed. He then made me stand in the middle of the plastic.

"Sit down," he said as he took a seat on the bed. I closed my eyes. I knew I was going to be humiliated but I wasn't prepared for it. "I said SIT DOWN!" he said waiting impatiently for me. My eyes still closed I lowered my body slowly to the ground. As my arse got lower it began to sink into the mess of my nappy. It made me want to retch in disgust as it squished all over my ass cheeks and coated my genitals. I kept my eyes closed, trying to compose myself. "Look at me slut," he demanded. My eyes flicked open and I stared at him. "How does it feel? Give a good enough explanation and maybe I'll be nice," he said.

I swallowed hard. "It feels disgusting. Like I've gone into a river and then sat in the muddy bank and sunk into it. The mixture is a watery sludge that is caking my skin making me feel uncomfortable," I said calmly, my voice wavering slightly giving away how much it was bothering me. 'I hate it,' I thought to myself.

"And?" he prompted.

I swallowed hard. "And I thank you master for punishing this slut for her misdemeanours," I said lying through gritted teeth.

He smirked. "You're very welcome slut," he said. "Now lets get you out of that onesie. But silly me, I've lost the key. I think it may be in my underwear," he said patting his jeans. I closed my eyes briefly and my mouth trembled slightly as the humiliation continued. He stood up and came towards me, kneeling in front of me. "So get your hand down there and find it," he said. I raised my right hand and slipped it past the waistband of his jeans, my fingers scratched the waistband of his pants but my hand trembled. I didn't want to do this. I couldn't. My brain however sense whatever was coming would be worse if I didn't do this and forced my hand to slither down and into the dark, dank depths of his pants. I scrabbled around trying to find it, my hand hitting his penis and balls countless times. I kneeled upwards so I could stretch my hand around the back of his pants so I was looking near his arse. It was warm and sticky within the confines of his pants and I felt disgusted. I couldn't find it.

"Oh silly me, its in my jeans pocket," he said digging it out while my hand was still wrapped around him and in the back of his pants. He grabbed my arm with his left hand and forced it to stay where it was while using his right hand he undid the lock. He then allowed me to take my hand out. "Stay there while I get baby out of her onesie," he said as he began to unzip the material and pull it off my shoulders and round to my knees. "Lean forwards so baby's chest and head are on the ground please," he said. I did as asked and then while using the ground as support he listed each of my legs and pulled the onesie off. I stayed where I was scared to move. "Oh wow. Baby has been really messy today. That is a very full nappy," he added. He grabbed the waistband and pulled it upwards towards my stomach pushing it further onto my arse and pushing shit out the top which slid down my stomach before dropping to the mat. This was followed by 20 hard spanks to my arse, pushing and squishing the shit into me.

"Let's get you changed," he said. He rolled me over so I was flat on my back and ripped the nappy off me. He did folded it up and put it in the bin. He then made me stand and walk with him to the bathroom again. "Hands and knees in the bath, chest and head towards the floor so I can get a good shot at this," he said. I did as asked and he turned the water on. Freezing water pelted me but I didn't care. The shit was washing off and down the drain. I was so relieved. I'm not sure how long we stayed like this but I was finally clean. He turned the water off. "Stay there," he said. I did revelling in how clean I felt. In a matter of moments he was back and pushed a butt plug into my arse. "I'm pretty sure the laxatives have worn off but let's just make sure seeing as you don't have underwear to catch it." At this I was allowed to stand up and shiver my way into his room where he'd got rid of the mat as well. He threw the material at me. "Get dressed."

I unfolded the material to find a rough hessian material that had been dyed a mustard yellow. It had one strap that went over my right should and there was a black woven, what looked like curtain tie, rope to go round my waist. I slipped it on. The tunic was so short it came about 2 inches below my pussy. I pulled it down as much as I could and then tied the rope around my waist. It was a traditional style roman slave dress, the only difference was this was much shorter than the short tunic a slave might have and it only had one strap. I stood in front of him, waiting to be dismissed. "It's missing something," he said picking up some scissors. I tensed as he cut two massive circle right where my breasts were before grabbing them and pulling them through the holes so that they tunic became a sort of layer against my skin with my chest outside. "Excellent, I'll see you soon," he said. I realised this was my chance to leave so I legged it back out the door and downstairs.

Back in the kitchen the others were also all dressed, but we all had very different coloured tunics on. Like me Olivia had a mustard yellow one on, the boys all had a dark brown and Lucy and Megan had a faded orange sort of colour. We gathered at the table to find out what it meant.

Mark stood glaring at us but smirked when he was my breasts hanging out of my tunic. "Alright you lazy lumps. You are wearing traditional roman slave wear. They are just slightly more modern. They are different colours depending on your roles this evening. Browns, your job is to ensure that all glasses are filled with wine at all times and all plates are filled with food. Three of you must remain upstairs serving if one of you needs to refill their platters of jugs. Spill anything and you probably won't like the consequences. Orange, likewise you are responsible for this as well but you may also be required to adjust or reposition a guests toga or body or give massages as requested. Yellow, you are as above but also responsible for entertainment and are the sole server of two of our most distinguished guests. Holly I reckon you can guess who you have," Mark said, the glee hearable in his voice, "Olivia you are serving Dr Williams from Havard University. Their wish is your command. Everything they says goes. At the end of the evening the guests will request what they want to see you do to entertain them. Do it without complaints. Now let's get the food out of the ovens and onto the serving trays. Quick smart." We all scattered.

[RainbowSky]

Chapter fifty four

Holly's POV

The food was laid out on the work surface ready to go. Liv and I were stood anxiously by the doors waiting for the summons that demanded our attention. Mark darted in from having gone upstairs. "Off you go," he said. We looked at each other in a show of courage and scuttled up the stairs. My stomach was twisting and turning with nerves. We walked into the hall. It was obvious who we were meant to be serving. Wearing purple robes of the emperors of Rome were James and Dr Williams. Or who we assumed was Dr Williams. Liv bowed her head and hurried over to him while I was a little bit more reluctant to go over to James. I kept my eyes trained firmly on the ground as I dragged my feet reluctantly towards him. I knelt down in front of his chaise, head bowed, ready to serve.

"Ah excellent," he said. "My personal little slave tonight. My toga is slipping off my shoulders, I require you to adjust it... with your teeth only," he explained. I rose to my feet, my eyes still trained on the ground and walked behind the lounge so I could reach his right shoulder strap and pull upwards, in theory adjusting the left (the one he was leaning on) as well. I carefully grasped the material in my teeth and tugged gently upwards, the toga shifting so that it was less baggy at the front. I let go and stayed stood where I was. "Look at me," he demanded. I flicked my eyes up slightly so I could look at his face. "When I am talking you must look at me. You are forbidden from leaving my side unless I demand it. To stop that I have a lovely chain for you," he held out an iron neck brace. The chain attached to it was already attached to the chair leg. "Now come and kneel in front of me so I can put this on." I walked slowly around the chair before lowering to my knees. I stared straight ahead as he clipped the heavy collar to me. It rested heavily against my collar bone and shoulders. I realised the evening was going to be quite uncomfortable for me. I glanced sideways and noticed that Olivia was also chained to her 'masters' chair. We caught each others eyes and grimaced. I plastered a fake smile on my face and turned my attention back to James, who was blatantly ignoring me and having a conversation with the others around him. I felt a hand touch my shoulder and glanced up to see Luke walking past me. It reassured me to see a familiar face. There was a clatter and everyone turned to look at the door. The rest of my friends were stood in the doorway holding jugs of alcohol and platters of food. Well, all except Ryan who whilst trying to push open the door had dropped his platter in the doorway. The others stepped over the mess and began serving, trying to distract attention from Ryan who was trying to slink back downstairs to get a mop.

"Stop there," a voice boomed out. I sat up startled. It wasn't the voice I had expected to complain. I glanced round and saw that Dr Williams was talking. "Come here lad," he said. Ryan shuffled awkwardly over to him. Everyone's eyes were on him. Even the others had frozen in their serving duties as nobody was responding to their questions. "Name?" he asked.

"Ryan," Ryan responded, stuttering slightly on his words.

"Ryan, a pleasure to meet you, I just wish it was in better circumstances," Dr Williams said. Ryan sensibly stayed silent. "James, generally what is the punishment for spilling stuff?" he asked referring James.

James smiled cruelly. "Well last time someone spilt food," he said grabbing my hair and pulling it backwards so I was curving my back towards the floor. "well, what did we have you do?"

I racked my brains for when I spilt something. I couldn't think of anything except when he'd poured porridge on the table and made me... "lick it up," I said my voice cracking as I spoke.

"Well that's not very Roman," Dr Williams said. "But I know a way we can make it more Roman. Bring out the furca," he said. One of the other guests got up and brought over a plank of wood with a metal hinge and three holes. Essentially it was a stock but not attached to anything. Dr Williams took it and clamped it around Ryan. "Now go and lick it up," he said. Ryan shakily walked over and struggled to his knees. To get his head near the floor he almost had to lie down in it and the leaning made him really unstable. It was distressing to watch, and as he struggled to lick it up the guests were finding it hilarious when he'd slip and face plant the floor and be covered in the food. I had to turn away. I couldn't watch him be humiliated.

"Dinner?" a voice said above me. I glanced round and saw Lucy stood offering the platter to James.

James smiled. "yes please. But I seem to have misplaced my plate. Can you place the following items on the back of my slave," he said. I didn't hear what he requested as I was too busy moving into a hands knees position with my back flat to be used as a plate. I felt Lucy place the piping hot food onto my back, the heat leeching through the hessian tunic. I stayed still whilst he munched away on the food on my back. I saw feet appear in front of my face. "Can you fetch me a plate so that my slave can feed me, I'm feeling too lazy to feed myself," James said. The feet disappeared and returned a moment later. James tapped my shoulder. "Get up and feed me," he said. I came to my knees and took the plate off him. I picked up one of the pieces of food and popped it into his mouth for him to chew and swallow. "More enthusiasm please or I'll have you joining Ryan," he said as I picked up another and held it ready to feed him with it. I glanced sideways and saw that Ryan was covered in red sauce over his face, hands and tunic. I forced a fake smile and put more enthusiasm into my role.

Plates kept filling, glasses kept being topped up and my knees were starting to ache when James finally said he had had enough. "I'm very hot, slave, fan me," he demanded. I stood up shakily, my knees buckling from the sudden relief and picked up the palm tree fan from behind the chaise and began to fan up and down, circulating air around him. Before long everyone was finished eating and drinking. The other slaves were awkwardly stood to the side, no longer needed but not allowed to leave.

"I think it is time for entertainment. Do you agree James?" Dr Williams said.

"I do indeed. Holly, Olivia, take your places on the stage," he said unclipping my collar. I tentatively walked over to the stage that the chaises had been arranged around. Olivia joined me a moment later and we stood nervously together. Dr Williams and James were by this point sat together and now whispering quietly together. "Ok, first off we demand a dance," James said. "Pretend theres music and dance," he added. We glanced at each other and I grabbed her arms and placed them on my shoulders. I forced us into an awkward waltz around the stage.

"Stop. Stop!" Dr Williams shouted. "That was ok but we would have preferred something a bit more exciting. Try something more latin," he said. Olivia's eyes widened.

"Copy my lead," I muttered all my dance training kicking in as I burst into a quick jive, bouncing on the balls of my feet with some quick flicks and kicks. Olivia did a really good job at keeping up.

Luke's POV

Watching Holly be made to dance was... well amazing because I knew she was incredibly talented but also distressing as under any other circumstances she would be enjoying it. Olivia was fairly good as well, keeping up with Holly or at least until she changed the pattern.

"Now I want to see you make out with each other," James called. My heart sunk as both girls froze like a rabbit in headlights. I could see Holly visibly pale in surprise. She hadn't even made out with me yet, let alone someone else. Olivia also looked nervous but grabbed Holly and took the lead, pressing her lips into Holly's. Holly and Olivia both eventually relaxed into it as their tongues mingled and they wrapped their arms around each other. I was distressed to see this happening. "Make sure the clothes come off," James added. Holly and Olivia broke for a matter of moments so they could strip the belts from their own tunics and then help the other get out their tunics. Their naked forms pressed together again and I couldn't help but notice that Holly had a butt plug in. I guessed this was part of this mornings punishment but it hurt to see it.

"Masturbate each other. First to cum loses and will face punishment," Dr Williams said suddenly. The tension in the room changed as suddenly all the guests were on the edge of their seats.

[demonhunter198]

still really enjoying this, really hope holly gets some form of break soon

[RainbowSky]

Chapter fifty five

Holly's POV

Olivia and I froze. It was difficult enough pushing ourselves up against each other and making out. The fact we were going to force the other to face a punishment was beyond cruel. I was frozen stiff, my body unsure how to react and nervous about touching Liv 'down there'. Liv on the other hand, although surprised, obviously had no qualms about that and a second later she was forcibly rubbing my clit, stimulating my glands. I groaned into her mouth revelling in the feeling of relief that came with it. I hadn't realised how aroused I'd been over the past few days. My brain kicked in suddenly and reminded me that I needed to do a better job and get Liv to lose. Stomaching my disgust as the thought of touching anothers genitals and making them masturbate, I placed one finger against Liv's clit. I wriggled it back and forth, not fully rubbing it yet and felt the warmth of Liv's breaths against my lip as she pulled away slightly to groan. She began to rub faster and my legs began to spasm slightly, my body rocking, trying to keep that contact and cum, despite knowing it was bad. I began to circle around and around, her juices lubing my finger and her clit. She moaned loudly and pushed away from me slightly. She was trying to make me stop so she could recover but I kept going. I began to gently rub back and forth against her clit, her body rocked the same as mine. She started to rub faster, I threw my neck back in pleasure, my body betraying how close I was.

All it took was Liv to push her finger inside my tight pussy and I came, my body rocking with spasms, my breathing hard and mostly gasps. She retracted her finger and my legs gave way, my body dropping to the floor onto hands and knees while I continued to cum. I stayed there, exhausted by the end, unable to engage brain power to stand up.

"And we have a successful victor," James said. I saw Olivia's feet leave the stage and before long two pairs of shoes appeared in front of my face. I glanced up to see Dr Williams and James in front of me. "And we have a loser. Such a shame, I really thought you might win for once Holly," he said. He and Dr Williams grabbed an arm each and hauled me to my feet. On the stage was a wooden bar, attached to two legs. It was about a foot and a half off the ground. Attached to the top where two massive dildos and some chains. "Holly here will now mount the horse. She will be chained to the ceiling by her wrists and nipples. She is welcome to avoid penetration but that will increase the strain on her toes and risk swinging from her wrists, but decrease her nipple pain. If she decides to sit fully down, her ankles and toes will be saved pain but she will be impaled and her nipples will burn. She will spend the next two hours like this. The feast is over, stay if you wish to watch, if not, leave," James explained to the group. The other slaves all scuttled away, except Ryan, who had been told to stay. The majority of the guests stayed though, except Luke. He left and I didn't blame him.

I was given a box to stand on to help me be able to swing my leg over. I placed my tip toes carefully on the floor of the other side, the box was then removed and I placed my other foot on the floor, its toes stretching. Now I was up closer to it I could see it looked like a really uncomfortable fence, the sort with a square twisted 45 degrees so the pointy edge was pointing at my pussy. I was told to shuffle back a few steps and I did so, the two 8 inch girth dildos aimed just skimming my holes but not entering. I could already tell the pain they would cause. I was holding onto the wooden spoke with my hands trying to keep my balance when they were grabbed and dragged above my head. The chains were attached and wound up so that if I kept on tiptoes I was quite tight but there was a bit of movement if I sat down, it felt easy to rock and swing and that worried me. They then placed two nipple clamps against my nipples. I let out a gasp of surprised hurt. The chain it was attached to was wound up so again it was tight but not fully tight. I knew the moment I sat down fully that would be the tightest pull on my nipples seeing as I had 9 inches to sit down on and lower myself to. Now I was all chained up they walked away, not a word being spoken as my body began to burn in pain.

[kmacroxs]

I feel bad for Holly. I'm really curious as to what makes James act this way.

[RainbowSky]

Chapter 56

Holly's POV

I'd only just been tied up and left to dangle and was already hurting. It was a matter of what I cared about most, my ankles and feet or my nipples and holes. I knew at some point my body would just give up from the strain I was putting on my toes to keep my feet on the floor. My calves were burning, my foot was burning. 'Dance' ran through my head. If I permanently injured my ankles and feet from this I would never be able to dance again. With that in mind I gently lowered myself down onto the massive dildos as they penetrated my holes. I closed my eyes in pain as the girth stretched my holes wider than ever before. My ass cheeks touched the bases and I relaxed slightly, my body adjusting to this intrusion. I lifted my feet gently from the floor so I my whole weight was on the spoke. It felt uncomfortable given that it was pointy but I'd dealt with worse before. What was in pain was my nipples. The chain had tightened as I sat down and my nipples were being tugged forcibly upwards towards the sky. I wanted to be able to rub them but with my wrists chained to the ceiling I couldn't.

I tried forcing the clamps off by pushing my chest closer to the spoke but doing so made the chains on my wrist tighten and hurt. I gave up eventually and just let the pain flow and ebb. After a while I began to get used to it and could ignore the pain.

I wasn't sure how long I was sat down completely for but soon I began to feel a buzzing in my holes. My anal dildo was vibrating, trying to elicit my sex drive while my vaginal dildo began to push in and out. I groaned loudly, the stimulation a welcome relief from the pain. I realised the dildos must be mounted on something that could be remote controlled. The pace of both the vibrations and fucking increased, my groans getting louder and louder, my back arching inwards as I got close to relief. Then suddenly it all stopped and I was brought back with a crash. I could hear chatter and laughter and suddenly it dawned on me how close I had come to cumming in front of a group of people, of whoring myself to them. I had about a minutes relief before it started up again, but this time my ass was getting fucked and my vagina stimulated. Again I couldn't help but groan and get aroused, and like before within moments of me cumming, the dildos stopped.

My heart sunk with the additional information that this was my evening, being teased to the edge, but not allowed to cum. I placed my feet back on the ground and used the pressure of the floor and my foot to grind my body on the dildo's trying to make me cum, despite the unwillingness of the others allowing it. All I managed to do was swing from the chains, my nipples being almost ripped off. I stopped quickly and just accepted my fate.

When my two hours were up I had been made to edge over 100 times. Each edge coming on a lot quicker than the previous one. I was sore, aroused and in desperate need to relief when they unchained me. I rolled off and found that my legs were wobbly and limp and that my body just wanted to curl up. I slunk miserably back down to the kitchen. Everything had been washed and cleared away and they were all stood around the table with Mark. "Here she is, our slave who can't control herself," he said. "We were just debriefing. Tomorrow Holly and Liam have the day off, this will mean more work for the rest of you. but don't worry you'll all get your turn," Mark explained. "You impressed them this evening. Good work all of you," he added before leaving the kitchen. I smiled weakly and followed Liam, George and Lucy back to our little corner of safety. The moment my head hit the pillow, I was asleep.

[RainbowSky]

Chapter fifty seven

Holly's POV

I awoke the next morning, excited to have a day off and spend it with Luke. Liam and I headed over to the person who was in charge today. I didn't recognise the woman but I assumed it was Luke's mother. She handed us our ownership tags. After having not worn them for four days, the metal was cold and we got a bit tangled trying to get into them. We chuckled and gave each other a hand clipping each others collars around the others neck and clamping each others nipples. My nipples screamed in protest at the clamps after last night. We hurried upstairs and back to our rooms, hugging each other when we headed different ways.

Luke was already in my room waiting for me. He was sat on my bed reading a book. He looked up when I walked in. I froze in the doorway for a millisecond before throwing myself at him in a hug. He embraced me and we just sat together curled up. He gently unclipped my clamps and my collar and let the chains bunch up around my waist as I sat on his lap.

We stayed like that for ages, not moving and not talking, just relishing in each others company. "I'm sorry," was the first thing I said. He pulled away from me slightly to look down at me. "I'm sorry for screwing up so much and getting into trouble," I said. That was the point that he moved so I was sat next to him rather than on top. He took my face in his hands and forced me to look up at him.

"You have nothing to be sorry for," Luke told me. "James just has it out for me and as a result you. And I'm sorry that you are getting bullied essentially."

I frowned. "Why is he so angry with you?" I asked. Luke sighed.

"I suppose I owe you that," Luke said.

Luke's POV

It was hard to dredge up the past to explain to Holly. But seeing as she was on the receiving end of James's attitude.

"Obviously I was born into this. Like the rest of my family. So was James. His family own a... well essentially a slave trade business. They purchase a lot of the slaves we train here, and sell them on to rich business men or companies. They run brothels and things like that. But we are the only company that trains people to be legally trained masters and be able to open their own brothels and things. So they sent James here to train so that when he is older he can take on the family business. Which he has started to do. But James is four years older than me. So I was starting off in what you could call year 7 and he had already been here for three years. My family has a very different approach to James. We spend three years being a slave to experience what they go through, and then the rest of or lives we train a slave or train to be a master. Saskia is also three years older than me. Sas had just finished her three years training as a slave so when I entered the school Sas was made my master. As a new master she had a mentor, James. James had by this point about 6 slaves I think. They started a relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend which meant I spent a lot of my time with them both. And I hated it. Sas was lovely but there were times when she'd leave me in James's care and then he'd just abuse me. He hated me, thought I would try and turn Sas against him. So he'd teach me a lesson about what would happen if I did ever tell Sas. It all came to a head about a year and a half later. I had a mysterious bruise that Sas knew she hadn't caused and being the protective sister she was she set up cameras and left me with James. He beat me, for no reason and Sas was fuming and dumped him. James was obviously angry so he spent his last 6 months here just seething at us both. he left at 16 but Sas stayed on to keep training me for another year. They have never made up. They hate each other. Saskia told me that she was the victim of abuse from him for years, but she's never told our parents and doesn't want me to. So I am not happy with him, he's not happy with me or Saskia and Saskia isn't happy with him either. Its why Sas has been avoiding meals at the moment. When I ran away to go to uni, James was hired to track me down as he is a specialist in that. He's the reason I'm back here," I explained calmly.

I shrugged. "He's being petty. He is hurting you because he knows it is hurting me and Saskia because we can't stop it," I added. Holly rested her head on my shoulder and nodded slightly.

"Alright," she said. I stroked her hair glad to have this day with her.

[RainbowSky]

Chapter fifty eight

Holly's POV

It was nice to just relax. No pressure to do anything, no pain forced upon me, no humiliation. The day wasn't long enough by my standards as soon it was time for me to head back down to the kitchen for the end of the day. I met up with Liam on my way back and we had a nice chat about how our day had gone. His was nice, they'd watched football together and played some board games. I didn't think Jack would be the type of play board games but he'd proven me wrong. I explained how we had just curled up and watched a film together.

We entered into the calm of the kitchen, calm because everyone was gathering for debrief. "Lucy and George you have tomorrow off. Jack and Holly you will be solely responsible for breakfast serving as a result," Luke's mother explained. We nodded as we joined the group. "Now get some dinner and go to sleep," she said. We sat around the table and tucked into a bowl of soup each. I was just about to take my first mouthful when my hair was jerked backwards. I was facing up at Amanda. She grinned her usual cruel smile.

"How was your day off?" she asked, pushing Lucy out the way as she slid into the seat next to me.

"Great thanks," I said as politely as I could.

"Good," she leant forwards so her mouth was by my left ear. "Tell him about the rape?" she whispered so only I could hear. She pulled away from me, her smile growing bigger by the second as she saw my shocked expression. "See you," she said getting up. I stared after her for a few seconds and then turned back to my left to eat my soup. She knew about it... which meant... it had to be the only person it could be... was her master. Luke's worst enemy. Alex.

I gulped down my soup, panic coursing through me. Amanda spent the evenings down here. What was there to stop her from hurting me, or getting Alex down to hurt me some more? I curled up in my blanket, nerves coursing through my body.

[stubenkueken1984]

Please don't stop

[Ms. Cake]

This story is great, can't wait for the next chapter. I wonder if we'll get more of Holly's backstory.

[Nona]

Really like this story, please do continue with it for as long as you can!

[RainbowSky]

Hey guys, I'm really sorry my personal life has been quite chaotic lately. I intend to update the story later today but thought you needed to know the reason for my absence.

I haven't given up on this. I know where I want the story to go and how its going to get there. My main problem has been time constraints. My work life has got so hectic I've barely stopped. My work-life balance is shocking at the moment. I've got less responsibilities over the next two weeks so will hopefully update regularly up until Christmas - at which point I go home to my grandparents and the main problem then will be lack of wifi.

So please don't think I've given up and I'm sorry its taken so long for me to update. The story will go up later today

[RainbowSky]

Chapter fifty nine

Holly's POV

I was woken up suddenly by hands grabbing my arms and pulling me off the floor. In my dazed and confused state I didn't fight them. A sack was thrown over my head, plunging the dark kitchen into pitch black. I could feel myself being led to a very familiar door to the dining room. Knowing that stairs awaited me I brought my senses together to actually help my kidnappers by walking myself up the stairs.

There was silence on the next floor and it felt very secretive. My legs were swept out from under me as I was bodily picked up and placed onto the rough wooden table in the centre. Hands grabbed my wrists, forcing them together and manacles went round them which within a matter of moments began to be winched upwards forcing me to stand on my tiptoes.

The sack was removed and I blinked as the light of the dining room blinded me. I was stood as I suspected in the middle of the table, surrounded by the 'esteemed' guests that were currently staying in the building, all the masters - including Luke, Jack, Cara and Conor, and of course all the leadership team.

"We are gathered to discuss the removal and sale of slave 173. Currently under the propriety of Luke Banner. Since arrival the slave in question has been troublesome, losing its ownership tag, and not following commands and as a result requiring heavy intervention by guests to train it. Luke you may state your case for keeping it," his dad said, his booming voice echoing.

My head was swimming with what I had just heard. I was being sold? Already? What had I done to deserve this? I could see both Alex and James staring at me, their faces smug. I wanted to protest, state my own case, but the fear of Luke abandoning me stopped me.

"She is learning and improving. She had two days of training prior to this. And that was focused on being able to do her role as a slave, which she has proved she can. You need to allow her to settle into the school and be rehabilitated and integrated and learn our ways. Throwing a newbie straight into service should be a crime. She wasn't ready or prepared and part of that blame comes from me. But I worked so hard on her," Luke protested.

"He really did," Jack added to support him. "They were in the training rooms from about 5 in the morning till 9 at night on the two days she had. We were there," he said indicating himself, Conor and Cara.

A hand halted Jack. "That is plenty thank you. The case against. Mr Proud."

James stood up, his face split into an openly obvious grin at Luke as he knew he would get his way. "Since arriving, I have felt an affinity with the slave in question. It is disobedient, impolite and hesitant to follow orders. I fear that leaving it in the hands of Luke, means it will continue to develop this disrespect that Luke also developed whilst a slave here. The disrespect he showed his family by running away to uni forcing me to track him back down. The slave would be much better placed in a private home where it could be trained to follow instructions without the interruption of its current master who will have to remain here until he has trained a slave to completion. Just changing masters would mean Luke would have access to the slave and be able to instil deceit into it." James sat down as the assembled crowd murmured its consent over what was said.

My mind was spiralling by now. He wanted revenge and was going to get it... I was going to be his at this rate. Saskia stood up. I tried to catch her eye but she was focused on James.

"And what are you basing her actions of insolence on?" she asked.

"When I gave it instructions - such as to lie down in a bath of water while I cleaned it, it flinched away from me - causing water to splash me. Similarly it is anxious and nervous whenever asked to punish its lower region. A sign of severe disrespect seeing as its private parts are ours to control," James said.

Saskia smiled slightly. "I have evidence that explains that," she said much to everyone's surprise. "Holly or slave 173 was raped... by someone in this room."

My heart plummeted as every eye turned to face me. I wished the ground would swallow me up and I sincerely wish Saskia had kept her promise.

[RainbowSky]

Chapter sixty

Holly's POV

The room was so silent you could hear a pin drop. Then the volume roared upwards as people protested and screamed that she was wrong. I didn't care about what was going on. My main concern was Luke. My eyes scanned until they locked with his. He was staring, open mouthed at me. His eyes empty and devoid of life. Jack and Conor both had their hands on his shoulders and were talking to him. Cara's eyes were flickering between both of us.

"SILENCE!" Luke's dad screamed. The hall came to a hush. He rose from his seat and walked towards his daughter. "I think you had better explain yourself immediately Saskia. And if for one second this is a lie, you will regret it," he said calmly.

Saskia swallowed hard. Her eyes flicking over to me and back at her father. "As many of you may be aware, Holly collapsed at work a few days ago. She was brought down to me at the clinic by her co-worker Liam. She was staggering and asleep. Her body had shut down with tiredness. She had been awake all night as demanded by a guest staying here, upon arriving back to the kitchen she had slept for ten minutes before being woken up again. As a result she had been awake for at least 24 hours. Liam informed me that she had also looked tired the previous day and so may have not had much sleep the night before. When he left I conducted a medical examination," Saskia explained calmly, although there was fear in her eyes.

"Upon examining her, I noticed some deep bruising to her arms as if she had been pinned down, and chaffing around her mouth. This started to concern me as I knew that Holly had been unable to be trained and therefore shouldn't have signs of wear. Her nipples were swollen and red, but that was easily passed over due to the clamps she had been wearing the previous evening. I then proceeded to notice that her thighs were covered in red and purple bruises, that looked similar to finger marks. There was a slight sheen of blood around her vaginal lips suggesting that she had been rough handled and her 'cherry' had been popped. I decided I needed to do a full examination," she said. She paused and brought out a series of photos and medical documents. From where I was chained up I couldn't see them but as they were passed around I heard the sounds of shock and surprise from those viewing them. "The photos going round show the external injuries that Holly had when she arrived to me. I then took some internal photographs, a smear test, and did some checks of her vagina and vaginal passage as well as gathering as much data as I could. It was inflamed, raw and bleeding suggesting that it had recently been used. When Holly came to my fingers were still examining her and she freaked out, thrashing and trying to move away from me. I quickly removed my fingers and reassured Holly. I asked her if Luke had raped her, which she told me no. That reassured me that she might just have had sex instead. Until she said that someone else had."

Saskia paused for effect, to let the fact it wasn't Luke sink in.

Luke's POV

My heart was in my throat, my ears were roaring with the rush of blood to them. Saskia's words weren't making me feel better. Neither of them had told me. They'd hidden this from me for days. And I didn't know. I felt guilty, like I'd let Holly down.

I couldn't even look at the photos as they got to us. I passed them onto Jack without glancing at them.

"Holly told me she didn't know who it was but knew it couldn't have been Luke as he had spent the night with Jack, Conor and Cara looking after Liam after he sustained a severe injury," Saskia explained. "It took a lot of persuading but she did eventually tell me everything she knew." She drew a phone out of her pocket and played out loud a sound clip.

"It started four nights ago," Holly's voice said as it rung out across the room. "I woke up, blind, gagged, and tied. There was pain in my nipples and stomach. One of those tit towers was being used on me and the person was sitting on my stomach. My nipples were pulled and pulled and pulled. It was awful, I was trying to scream but couldn't, the pain unbearable. And then suddenly it was gone. And by the time I had realised I'd been untied and ungagged, I ripped the blindfold off but the person was gone. In the morning, the blindfold had disappeared too. I'd assumed it was Luke, because that morning at breakfast was the announcement about the visitors and something your dad said made me think it was him, and that I should forgive him. So I never queried it. If it hadn't happened, maybe I would have asked questions about what Luke had done that nigh."

Saskia's voice the picked up the next statement. "He'd come to visit us. He was fuming about the branding and kicked up a right fuss over it. Because he embarrassed himself, you got punished by being put on the team for this week. He knows not to step out of line and he did. And now he's living with the consequences of watching you get mauled by others. Sorry I don't like some of our guests. Bad history with them. Continue."

"So the next time I woke up again. Still blind, still gagged, still tied up but this time the pain was in my pussy. Pegs were being clipped on and then in one motion, they were ripped off. Filled with the pain I again didn't realise that the person had untied me, ungagged me and left. Then the following night came. I woke up to my thighs being forced apart, my legs hooked over someone's shoulders and then the feel of something very human being thrusted over and over, as quick and as hard as they could inside me. They came but kept going, not stopping until eventually there was muttered noises and they left. I was too scared to move, too scared to take the blindfold off but when I did, there was no one there. I'd just kept assuming that Luke was following some orders, but he hadn't been."
You could hear the finality and guilt in Holly's voice and it broke my heart.

Saskia put the phone back into her pocket. "I'd promised Holly not to share the information but wanted to find out the truth so did a bit of digging. I realised that the CCTV for her room had been doctored and that it was playing on a loop. The fact she ended up sliding across the bed suddenly awake was a sure sign of that. Luckily for me I'd taken a DNA sample and I knew people in the security team who might be able to find the undoctored footage," she paused. "I'm going to show you both the doctored and undoctored footage. It's not pretty," she said. She connected her phone to a projector and began to play in the footage.

Alex's POV

I was sweating profusely. If Saskia really had got the undoctored footage, I was screwed. I hadn't hidden my identity because I knew the CCTV was running on a loop. I watched as the doctored footage played. Saskia was right. You could tell it had been doctored when she suddenly woke up in a completely different place.

My hands were clammy and my brow was covered in sweat as the footage began to replay from the beginning.

Holly's POV

I was staring transfixed at the screen. The screen that was about to show me, being physically abused. Suddenly the screen went dark. "Turns out I couldn't get the unedited footage but the DNA results stated it was Alex and seeing as he is the only one who is sweating and looking uncomfortable - with the exception of Holly of course - I think we can safely assume that the DNA test is correct. Also a large sum of money entered a security guards bank account from A Dawson at just the right date. Alex's full name is Alexander Dawson." Saskia sat down and my heart rate began to steady itself. The idea of watching myself back had scared me.

"Amanda," I croaked. "She mentioned something to me last night about not telling Luke. She knew." My gaze was fixed on Alex.

"Of course she knew. She's the person who removed the blindfold from your room every day," Alex said. He leaned back in his chair - confidence in his own power. "So what? She's a toy. A plaything. It's what she should get used to."

James stood up. "I agree. But it also shows exactly why she should be removed from here. Clearly Luke failed to lock her door, leaving her vulnerable - a rookie error but one with alarming consequences. And clearly, masters here can't control themselves. I am willing to take her myself."

My stomach dropped again as the options began to be debated.

[LilMonki]

Im so happy you're able to update again. I love the drama arising in the last few chapters!