[Fiction] Lexi's Fate

[Onherknees]

Chapter 38


The days are long and hard but Lexi is thus far coping with the rigorous demands of her new life. Four days pass and so far Lexi has avoided any punishments. Master has fucked her ass every evening and has started the day with a blow job but his more extreme sadistic desires haven’t yet been indulged. Miss Carol has made Lexi serve her orally each day too, sometimes for well over an hour each time.


Lexi has returned to her cage at the end of her day of tasks and lays down. She isn’t sure how long it is before she hears the basement door open and Master descending the stairs. Lexi lifts herself up into the kneeling position she has been trained to greet her Master with.


Master silently approaches and opens the cage door. He clips his leash to Lexi’s collar.


“Embarrass me tonight and I’ll whip every bit of skin off your bones.”


He leads Lexi upstairs. Something is different. She has never been taken from the basement in the evening. When Master wanted to use her he simply did so in the basement. She is led straight through the hallway and into the garage before being bundled into the backseat.


In her naked state Lexi is relieved when they set off driving to find it’s dark out but she still wonders where they could be going.


The drive is done in silence but after a half hour journey they pull up to some electric gates with an intercom.


“She’s here Sir,” says Master.


‘Sir’ thinks Lexi, who is Master calling Sir?


The gates open and there is a long and winding road through acres of land as they approach the biggest house Lexi has ever seen. Before they get out of the car Master turns around to her.


“You’re here to meet the Grand Master of the Phoenix club. I warn you to do everything he commands, if you don’t the consequences will be unthinkable for you.”


Master leads Lexi to the grand entrance where a naked young slavegirl greets them and asks them to follow her.


The Grand Master is sitting in a chair facing away from them as they enter. He speaks with a mature, confident voice.


“Sara, take Master Desmond and keep him entertained as I get to know the new girl.”


The slave takes Master by the hand and closes the door as they leave.


Naked and vulnerable Lexi once again finds herself in the presence of a complete stranger and at his mercy. He turns around to face her. He’s old, very old. Lexi guesses he’s at least in his 70’s with white grey hair and dry, wrinkled skin. He’s dressed in a smart suit and tie and sits with the relaxed authority of someone who’s never heard the word ‘no’ before.


“Come here,” he orders.


Lexi steps forward and stands directly in front of the old man. He examines her figure, his eyes starting at her face but slowly roaming their way down her body. He reaches out and runs his hand from her shoulders down her arms, then running his fingers right from her breasts and down her stomach. He reaches her legs and squeezes her thighs like he’s assessing a thoroughbred racehorse before gently caressing the inside of Lexi’s thighs sending a shiver through her.


“Turn around.”


Lexi turns and he begins a similar inspection. He’s meticulous as he feels the softness of her skin and the firmness of her well toned frame.


“Very nice,” he compliments. “Bend over,”


Lexi bends forward, her face blushing bright red at the humiliation of his intimate appraisal. She feels his finger probing her ass and pushing through her hole.


“Good, tight but accessible,” the Grand Master comments, adding to Lexi’s humiliation.


“Sit on my lap slave while we talk.”


Lexi sits across the old man’s knee like a little girl about to be read her bedtime story.


“Master Desmond informs me your name is ‘slut’. I’m guessing that isn’t the name on your passport but it suits you so we’ll stick with it for now. How are you finding life at Master Desmond's?”


Lexi panics at the connotations of her answer. If she complains would it get back to Master and see her punished. He told her not to embarrass him or there would be serious consequences.


“It’s fine Sir.”


“Fine? Master Desmond really must up his game if that’s the case slut.” he laughs. “There are a variety of slaves to the Phoenix club slut. There are the wives and partners who have chosen this life. They tend to be treated with slightly more respect and care. They are punished of course when necessary and abused for enjoyment but not unnecessarily harshly. The second group are ex slaves, mature slaves who have served their useful purpose to their owners and are therefore offered to the club as servants. The third group are those who have volunteered to be here to pay off debts of their own or of their family members. This third group were the most harshly treated - until now.”


Lexi remains quiet, listening and wondering where she fits in to all of this.


“Last year as part of our annual general meeting we decided to incorporate a new category of slave into our society and you should be honoured to learn that you are the first inductee to this new group.”


Lexi listens attentively, unsure where he could be going with this explanation.


“I’m aware that you are not here entirely voluntarily. You are a special kind of slave that was procured through slightly more nefarious means and actually cost us a fair bit of money. Your salary from your fake employment, the payment we made to your friend Tasha. Anyway, we intend to make our money’s worth from you slut. You are the lowest form of slave within our society and will serve all members, even the slaves. You will reject no-one, turn down no requests no matter how perverse and you will do so with the utmost enthusiasm or face punishments that have never been equalled here at the Phoenix club.”


The Grand Master runs his hand up and down Lexi’s thigh.


“You are the slave we will use to satisfy our member’s most extreme fantasies, the one who will suffer most severely and while I understand that may be difficult for you to hear, the quicker you accept it the better it will be for you.”


Lexi can’t bring herself to make eye contact with the Grand Master. She is too focussed on his words. Her heart is beating rapidly in her chest but she’s holding in her desire to run and kick and scream.

“Stand slut,”


Lexi hops off his knees and stands before him. Once again his fingers lightly brush up and down the inside of Lexi’s thighs before exploring the metal rings that keep her virgin pussy sealed.


“An interesting body modification, primitive design but effective I suppose.”


Lexi shivers as he continues to explore her with his fingers. How could her body betray her like this even in this kind of situation in front of a man older than her own grandfather? The Grand Master smiles a knowing smile.


“How long has it been since you were granted the release of orgasm slut?”


Lexi almost can’t believe how long it’s been. Even though she suffers daily with the constant throb and ache of sexual frustration she still can’t believe it’s been a whole two months. “Two months Grand Master.”


“Oh you must be positively dripping little one. When were you last fucked?”


Lexi’s face is bright red, faced with such intimate questions from this old man who she stands before, naked as the day she was born. She gently shakes her head and looks down.


“You’re a virgin?” The Grand Master appears pleasantly surprised.


Lexi nods.


“Wonderful. In that case I will be the one to take your virginity slut, but not yet. In the meantime I must arrange an upgrade to your little chastity situation, I’m sure we can make an improvement to your crude rings.”


The old man rises from his seat.


“Walk over to the rack over there on the wall and connect your cuffs to it with your back facing the room.”


Lexi swallows hard as she does as she’s told, “Yes Grand Master.”


The Grand Master checks Lexi’s cuffs to ensure they are tight and inescapable. Once he’s satisfied he opens an ornate wooden cabinet and removes an evil looking whip with nine knotted strands.


“Did you study history at school slut?”


“A little,” answers Lexi.


“You may have heard the term ‘Letting the cat out of the bag’. This was originally a saying coined by pirates. When a member of their crew broke the rules he would be punished by a variety of methods but the most severe crimes were punishable with the cat o nine tails, they would ‘let the cat out of the bag’.”


Lexi is trembling, terrified of the savage looking implement he holds.


“I can see your fear slut and you’re right to be frightened. Do you know the relevance of the number 39 slut?”


“No Grand Master,”


“Thirty 39 is the number of strokes the pirates would use to punish the worst crimes and the reason for this number is that 39 is the maximum number where the victim was expected to survive. Some were killed with less than 39, others may have been able to survive more but 39 is the number they established would not USUALLY be fatal.”


Lexi’s fear is growing and growing, that weapon could actually kill her!


“A tiny waif of a girl like you with such young tender skin is unlikely to survive as far as 39 of course but today is merely to serve as a warning. Should your behaviour deserve it, I won’t hesitate to get the cat out of the bag.”


“I’ll be good Grand Master, I promise!”


Lexi is shaking violently, tears falling now through fear.


“I know you will slut, but I need to be sure.”


He strikes with the Cat o nine tails with perfect accuracy between Lexi’s shoulder blades. The pain is like nothing she has ever known, her screams echoing off the walls. Her arms and legs are shaking, her body and mind unable to process the agony she feels. A bright red stripe shows across her back where her skin has broken, the whip having cut straight through the tender skin of her back.


“You see slut, this isn’t the simple cat o nine tails you can buy off a fetish website or sex shop, this is the genuine article. This is an actual whip wielded over 200 years ago aboard a pirate ship. This very implement will have ripped away the flesh of many unfortunate victim and it will be used on you should you need correction.”


Lexi is hyperventilating struggling to retrieve her breath.


“I’m pleased to see your fear slut. It’s that fear that will keep you in check.”


He unclips Lexi’s bonds, releasing her from the cross.


“On your knees slut!”


Lexi immediately complies. She falls to her knees and looks up at the Grand Master, desperate to see that he is satisfied by her response.


The Grand Master unbuttons his trousers and removes his flaccid penis. It’s a wrinkly as he is and small, nowhere near as grand as his title would have you expect. Despite her revulsion at the wrinkly old man Lexi obediently opens her mouth to accept him. He places the cock in Lexi’s mouth and Lexi begins to suck gently moving her head and suckling his soft cock, trying to stir it into life. Lexi wasn’t ready for what happened next.


A stream of warm piss hits the back of her throat making her choke. It runs down her chin and down her body onto the rug beneath her. The Grand Master take a firm grip of her hair and holds her firmly embedded in his crotch as he continues to release his stream into her mouth. Now over the initial shock Lexi begins to swallow, over and over trying to keep up with the speed of the flow. She’s disgusted beyond anything she could have imagined and honestly thinks she might throw up but she continues to swallow until he’s fully drained.


“HOW DARE YOU PULL AWAY FROM ME!”


He lifts Lexi to her feet by her hair making her yelp in pain and he pushes her back, slamming her against the wall. He swiftly turns her round and immediately starts reattaching her cuffs to the cross.


“I’m sorry Grand Master,” babbles Lexi, “I just wasn’t ready, I didn’t mean to spill.”


“You WILL be sorry!”


He takes the brutal whip back in his hand and swishes a practice swing through the air before landing the next swing across Lexi’s back. Her screams of anguish must be heard from miles around but no matter how much pain she is in she knows nobody is coming to save her.

[Onherknees]

Chapter 39


Lexi has to be helped from the Grand Master’s office. Her legs are too weak following ten strikes with his cat o nine tails. The Grand Master’s house slave Sara helps Lexi up and takes her to a small room in which to tend to her wounds. Her back is bleeding, flesh ripped from her delicate frame. Sara applies an ointment gently but even her soft touch is too much for Lexi to bear and she flinches with every faint contact. Once the ointment has been liberally applied Sara strokes Lexi’s hair tenderly. It feels nice to feel such a soft touch for once, one that feels gentle and caring.


“Please be careful, you mustn’t anger the Masters if you’re going to survive,” whispers Sara.


“I tried my best,” Lexi moans.


“I know sweetheart, I know,” she caresses Lexi’s face, wiping away her tears, “but please try not to upset the Grand Master again. That whip he used on you is from the ship of Blackbeard himself, he paid a lot of money at auction for it. He has this weird obsession about how many strokes are really enough to kill a person, I’m just scared he’ll push it too far with someone one day. The most he’s dared to ever administer before has been twenty and the poor woman was in hospital for weeks with her injuries, she was touch and go for a while before she pulled through.”


Lexi tries to sit up but the pain in her back is too much and she remains laying on her front.


“He’s mad, they’re all mad,” states Lexi.


“Sssshhh be careful. If you’re heard you’ll be punished again and you’re in no fit state for that right now.”


Lexi nods her head in agreement.


“Thank you for looking after me,” says Lexi.


Sara smiles.


“Us slaves have to look out for each other…nobody else will!”

[Onherknees]

Chapter 40


Lexi is frightened as she is bundled into the back of Master Des’ car for the return trip to his house and Lexi’s home in his basement. After angering the Grand Master she is terrified of receiving further punishment being in no fit state to take any form of abuse at this moment. Lexi watches the world go by out of her window remembering what it was once like to be free to venture out into the fields and countryside that she now just gets to see as a fleeting glance from a car window. Master Des speaks.


“You seem to have made quite an impression slut.”


“Did I?”


“It seems that way, in fact he wants to see you again tomorrow night.”


Lexi gulps, please don’t say he wants to punish her again.


“What did you say to him slut?” asks Master Des “It’s extremely unusual for the Grand Master to take such an interest in a novice slave.”


“I didn’t say anything Master, I just listened and did as I was told.”


“Well your behaviour reflects well on me so well done slut, tomorrow you can have the day to relax. You look like you need the recuperation time anyway."


“Thank you Master.”

Soon Lexi is back in her cage. Master treats her to a pillow for the first time since arriving in his basement. Lexi sleeps that night better than any night since arriving here. Whether that’s the satisfaction of pleasing the Grand Master or whether it’s the pain medication Sara gave her that’s relaxed her mind she is unsure but a good night’s sleep is welcome. Lexi dreams about the dreadful whip she had been abused with, she thinks about the foul stench and taste of the Grand Master’s piss but most of all she thinks about Sara. The beautiful young slave who had shown her the first tender moment of kindness in a long time had made an impression on Lexi. If Lexi had to visit the Grand Master again then as scary as that is Lexi comforted herself with the knowledge that she might get to see Sara again.

[Onherknees]

Chapter 41


Master Des is true to his word. The next day Lexi takes a long luxurious bath, relaxes in the family living room and actually feels like a normal girl for a while. Carol even rubs some cream into her back for her to aid it’s recovery. As the evening approaches Lexi is taken by Master Des for the drive to the Grand Master.


“Good evening Master,” says Sara as she greets them at the door.


Sara leads them to the Grand Master who is waiting in the same office as the previous evening.


“Good evening Desmond thank you for returning so soon,” greets the Grand Master. “I would like you to leave your slut with us this evening Desmond, my driver will return her to you in the morning.”


“Of course Grand Master,” replies Master Des looking slightly vexed by being dismissed in such a manner.


Once alone Sara leads Lexi upstairs and into a spacious luxury bedroom. There is a sofa as well as a chaise longue but dominating the space is a magnificent circular bed that must be at least nine or ten feet across.


“Just relax,” instructs Sara as she moves Lexi onto the bed face first and then straddles her, rubbing delightfully soothing cream into the wounds on her back.


The Grand Master walks in.


“I see you’ve made yourself comfortable,” comments the Grand Master, “Sara, come sit with me.”


Sara goes and sits in her Master’s lap much the same as Lexi did the previous evening.


“Slut, dance for me,” he commands as he looks into my eyes.


Despite a childhood of ballet, tap and modern dance lessons Lexi is pretty sure he’s not interested in seeing her plie or arabesque. Nervously she steps off the bed.


“Dance on the bed,” he instructs.


Lexi climbs atop the bed and starts by gently rolling her hips and swaying from side to side. She lifts her arms high, elongating her figure making herself look lithe and shapely as she slowly undulates her hips from side to side. Lexi’s nerves slowly dissipate as she begins to feel the movements and finds that the nagging sexual frustration that months without orgasm has given her is fuelling her sensuality as she dances.


The Grand Master is stroking Sara between her legs, her body now pressed against his as she rocks in time to his caress. As she is pleasured she stares at Lexi, not taking her eyes away for a moment. Lexi can see that not just the Master but slave as well are watching her intently with hunger in their gaze. Sara whispers something to the Grand Master to which the old man nods his approval.


Sara climbs onto the bed and takes a hold of Lexi’s hips pressing their two perfect bodies together. Sara’s gentle fingertips brush lightly up the side of Lexi’s body before arriving at her breasts. Sara begins to massage Lexi’s breasts with her palm, pressing and squeezing and caressing. She lowers her head flicking her tongue over Lexi’s sensitive nipples causing her to gasp and grip the back of Sara’s head slightly to encourage more.


Sara softly kisses Lexi’s lips and they slowly lower themselves onto the bed in an embrace of passion. Sara is so soft and gentle that Lexi savours every delicate touch of the slave. Sara’s expertise is driving Lexi crazy with desire as she kisses her neck before slowly working her way down Lexi’s body, between her breasts, over her stomach. Lexi feels a sense of shame and embarrassment when Sara reaches her sealed up pussy and she feels her warm breath against her closed hole. Sara continues down, lifting Lexi’s legs up to give her tongue access to the girl’s bottom. Lexi gasps at the feel of Sara’s tongue against her anus and finds herself gripping the bed beneath her when her tongue pushes inside.


Lexi moans with such exquisite pleasure as Sara continues servicing her asshole with her wonderful tongue. Out of the corner of her eye Lexi sees the Grand Master rubbing his crotch enjoying the spectacle before him but Lexi can’t help but notice his still flaccid cock despite his obvious arousal. Lexi wants to return the pleasure to Sara that she is administering to her but before she gets the chance the Grand Master interrupts.


“Sara, come.”


Lexi can’t help but feel a slight annoyance at both the halting of her rare moment of pleasure but also the way he commands Sara as though she’s a dog. Sara immediately withdraws her tongue and scampers over to her owner and takes position on her knees before him. She instinctively knows what is required and places her silky lips around his flaccid cock.


Only after a few seconds of watching Sara’s head remain still on his cock but seeing her throat move in the act of swallowing does Lexi realise that he’s using her as a human toilet much as he did to Lexi the previous night. Lexi cringes on behalf of Sara, waves of sympathy coming over her having experienced how disgusting it felt yesterday.


As soon as he’s finished Lexi recognises a certain sadness in the Grand Master’s face. A look of sorrow that doesn’t suit the man’s usual dominant persona. He stands up to leave.


“You will both stay here tonight,” he instructs as he exits.


Lexi smiles warmly at Sara. Although they’ve only really spoken sparingly, Sara is the closest thing to a friend Lexi has in this new world she now inhabits. It will be almost like having a sleepover. Sara looks pleased too as she joins Lexi on the bed and lays beside her.


“So I’m guessing your name isn’t really slut?” Sara asks with a friendly smile.


“Lexi,” replies Lexi, “Or it used to be anyway.”


“Well I’ll call you Lexi, it will be our little secret,” says Sara.


“Thank you for being kind to me Sara, it’s been so long since I felt cared for and looked after that when you comforted me last night I almost wanted to cry.”


“You’re welcome sweetie, it’s honestly my pleasure to have you here with me.”


The two slavegirls cuddle, both as happy for companionship as each other.


“Can I ask you something?” ask Lexi


“Of course,” confirms Sara.


"What's with his cock, does he never get hard?" asks Lexi, not that she minds his shrivelled up chipolata not needing attention.

Sara looks serious for a moment as though about to explain something rather concerning.

"Only once that I've seen. Remember when I told you about the woman who he'd given twenty strokes of his whip? When she was unconscious and the doctor was working on her, at a time when I genuinely thought that he'd whipped her to death - that's when he got hard! He fucked me for the one and only time while he literally watched her fighting for life."

Lexi listens with concern. She is aware that he, like the rest of the phoenix club, are sadists but needing to virtually kill a woman before you can get an erection is a whole new level of fucked up.


“Jeez, that’s messed up,” states Lexi.

"Ever since that day I've taken extra care not to displease him and I suggest you do the same. I get the feeling he's actually itching for the chance to use that thing again."


“I promise you I won’t be doing anything that will get me whipped like that again, I genuinely thought ten was going to kill me!”


Sara tenderly touches Lexi’s back, the viscous welts still raised and tender. Lexi smiles and kisses her new friend. Sara had cared for her, Sara had looked after her, and Sara had given her exquisite pleasure, it was time to repay the favour. Lexi smiles at her new friend as she slowly kisses down her body towards the centre of Sara’s pleasure.

[Onherknees]

Chapter 42


It‘s been three days since Lexi’s overnight stay at the Grand Master’s home. One of the worst things about slavery is lack of choice. Lexi had, had a lovely time with Sara and she’d love to be able to see her again. In the free world she’d text her or call her and make a date but in this world it was out of her hands. She may see her tonight, she may never see her again, it’s at the complete discretion of their owners.


Lexi is in the middle of her morning chores when Master Desmond unexpectedly returns from work.


“Slut, finish what you’re doing, you’re coming with me,” he says immediately upon finding her cleaning one of the spare bedrooms.


“Yes Master, where are we going?”


“Out,” says Master Desmond.


Lexi decides not to push him for a more specific answer, she’d find out soon enough anyway.


The drive is over an hour. At one point Lexi wonders if this is a new form of torture as she is subjected to Master’s country music radio channel but his fingers drumming away on the steering wheel suggests he actually enjoys this drivel. Eventually they pull into a car park of a huge glass building. As well as the modern architecture there’s pleasant green spaces with benches and even a water feature making relaxing trickling water sounds. It very much has the feel of a modern head office of an international tech firm.


Lexi is given a long white robe to drape around herself as they go in the building, the first clothing she’s been permitted since moving into her Master’s home. On entering there’s a long desk in a spacious reception area. As Master Desmond identifies himself the receptionist instructs him to take the lift to level 3 where somebody would be waiting to collect them.


As they arrive on level 3 and the elevator door opens they are greeted by a balding man in a lab coat. He’s an uncomfortable little man, definitely a man of science rather than a people person and he scurries quickly to take them to a windowless room that appears to be a medical centre of some sort.


He leaves them alone for a few moments before a male doctor enters along with a female nurse.


“Good morning, please remove the robe and jump up into the chair and I’ll take a look at you.”


Lexi looks towards her Master for guidance. He nods his head.


Lexi takes a seat in what resembles a gynaecologist's chair and as the doctor presses a button Lexi begins to recline. The nurse lifts Lexi’s legs into stirrups making Lexi blush uncontrollably at the knowledge that they could clearly see the metal chastity rings. The doctor takes a closer look inspecting Lexi’s closed pussy.


“They shouldn’t be a problem at all, we’ll have them out in no time,” says the doctor, not to Lexi but to her Master.


“Don’t worry,” explains the nurse to Lexi as she lifts a mask towards the girl’s face, “you’ll want to be asleep while the doctor works on you.”


Lexi isn’t sure what’s going on exactly but the chance to finally take these rings out and the clit cap is something Lexi has dreamt of for a long time. She breathes in the gas that’s offered and within moments she finds the world slowly fading to darkness.

[Onherknees]

Chapter 43

Lexi wakes up in a single bed in a plain white room. White walls, white floor, white ceiling and white bedding. Lexi is alone but as she begins to stir the door opens and in walks the doctor along with Master Desmond. Still groggy Lexi sits up and rubs her eyes trying to wake up properly. Master holds out his hand to offer something to Lexi. He drops the tiny pieces of metal that used to secure her pussy closed into her little hand.


Lexi breathes a sigh of relief to finally have those awful rings removed, does this mean she’s finally going to be allowed orgasm? Even without permission they’d never know what she can get up to in the darkness of her basement cage. She looks down towards her pussy but what she sees makes her heart sink.


A long thin silver strip runs the length of where Lexi's pussy used to be. It's so neat and so precise it almost looks like it's tattooed on but in fact it's connected to her labia with hundreds of microwires that pierce through the skin and connect in an elaborate weave behind the device. It extends all the way to just above Lexi's clitoris ensuring not a millimetre of her vaginal lips or sensitive clit are able to be touched with the exception of a small opening perfection placed for her to pee through.

"Mr Goldstein has had us working on this device for quite some time," explains the doctor.

Lexi looks at Master Desmond in confusion.

"Goldstein is the Grand Master," he explains.

"It's quite an upgrade on the chastity contraption you had before I'm sure you'll agree," says the doctor looking rather proud of himself.

Lexi touches it and taps it with a fingernail, before pushing on it more firmly.

"Can't feel a thing can you?"

Lexi shakes her head, she really can't feel a thing through whatever metal this is made from.

"For the life Mr Goldstein is preparing you for he believes it to be imperative that you are in a permanent state of extreme arousal. He wants you hungry to be used, your obedience and submission at its most extreme and that's where this device excels."

Lexi hasn't cum in over two months, she isn't sure she can get any more sexually frustrated. Just as that thought comes to her the metallic device springs to life with delicious vibrations all the way up her pussy lips to her clit.

"This will happen once per hour starting at 6am through to midnight. The vibrations will continue until the sensors that have been implanted recognise the blood flow and heart rate that indicates an impending orgasm. It will then stop ensuring orgasmic release is not reached. It will then remain inactive until the next hour when the same thing will happen again."

Lexi is concentrating on his words and wills herself to fight against the pleasure but she's helpless. She can feel her impending orgasm drawing closer and closer. Just when she is so close to tipping over the edge the device stops.

Lexi looks at the doctor and her Master with a helpless plea for mercy.

"Please, please you can't leave me like this, you just can't. How long are you going to make me wear this?"

Master Desmond answers.

"As long as the Grand Master wants you to. It's my understanding that he sees it as very much a permanent fixture, so much so that only he has the key to both switch off the edging vibrations or to remove it."


“Once an hour, every hour you’re going to do this to me? Please you can’t,” begs Lexi.


“No use begging slut, we don’t have the power to release you now even if we wanted to - which I don’t!”


Master Desmond laughs at Lexi’s despair. To think such a beautifully submissive slut as this hasn’t been allowed an orgasm in over two months is delightful enough, but the thought that she’ll be edged once an hour without release for ever more truly warms the Master’s heart.


“Put on your robe slut, we are going home.”

[babyaaron]

This is a very very good story I check every day for a new chapter

[Onherknees]

Thanks aaron. I've been a bit busy today so today might be forst one i don't put a new chapter up. I'll definitely be adding at least two new chapters tomorrow though!

[Tommytomjj]

You deserve a break! This story is incredible, I can’t wait for it to continue!

[lotusdriver81]

Wow what a story!. I can't describe the feelings I have reading it.

[Onherknees]

Chapter 44


One whole month passes with Lexi not leaving the four walls of Master Desmond’s house. She still cooks, still cleans, still follows her exercise regime to keep in perfect physical condition but one thing has changed. No longer does Lexi dread the nightly visits of her Master to fuck her in the ass. She doesn’t hate it when he cums in her mouth or when she orally services his wife. Lexi has been well and truly broken.


Within 24 hours of the constant edging Lexi was already a dripping mess. Her arousal had built up to such extremes that Lexi was craving her Master’s attention, in fact any physical attention at all would have been welcome. After the first week she was beside herself. She had tried over and over to trick the device. Relaxing as orgasm came close to try and cheat the heart rate monitor failed as did everything else. Lexi had clawed at the device in desperation, willing to do anything to have it removed but there was nothing she could do.


Lexi was by now craving the touch of others, any touch. Master had begun letting other members of the Phoenix club visit Lexi in the basement. She was regularly used by a variety of strangers but instead of humiliation and shame she craved their cocks. She was so driven wild by her arousal that any man, any cock, whether in her mouth or in her ass was welcome. She had even learnt to take pleasure in the whippings some of the men dished out to her. Lexi had become the slut she had been told she was from the beginning of her journey.


One night when Master Desmond is tired he visits Lexi in her basement to take her a glass of water. Rather than use her as he usually did in the evening he turns to walk back upstairs.


“Where are you going Master?” Lexi asks.


“I’m tired slut, I’m going to bed.”


“But Master you haven’t fucked me yet, please Master I need it, please fuck my ass Master I’m begging you.”


Master turns and looks at her. Lexi, the once sweet girl who was shy and modest was now kneeling with her thighs wide apart, leaning towards her middle aged Master literally panting with desire and begging for her ass fucking. She is covered in a sheen of sweat, induced by yet another edging just moments ago, her chest rising and falling with her heavy breath. Master Desmond smiles.


“Slut, you’re ready.”


He turns and leaves as Lexi calls out for him to return and tell her what she’s ready for but in truth she knows he’s right because right now she’s truly ready for anything!

[Onherknees]

Chapter 45


Lexi is in the backseat, once again writhing as the vibrations take her to the height of ecstasy only to let her down at the final moment. She cries out with the frustration, her body feeling like it’s going to explode from within. Master Desmond is driving, trying not to be too distracted by the naked girl in the throes of ecstasy in the back seat.


Tonight is the night Lexi has been prepared for. Two months of denial followed by a further month of constant edging have created a cock hungry, cum hungry animal, craving sex in any form. Lexi can focus on little else at this point and this is exactly how the Grand Master wanted her.


They arrive at the Grand Master’s house at around 6pm as instructed. Lexi has a beaming smile on her face when she sees Sara open the door for her.


"The Grand Master would like to speak with you in his office Master Desmond while I prepare the slave," informs Sara.

Master makes his way to meet with the Grand Master while Sara smiles at Lexi while she leads her to a sumptuous dressing room.

"It's lovely to see you again Lexi," says Sara when they are finally alone.

"It's been way too long, I had such a nice night with you last time," agrees Lexi.

"I wish it was just us again tonight," Sara says, incorrectly assuming Lexi knows what tonight is all about.

"Do you know what's happening tonight Sara? Master hasn't told me anything except this is what he's been training me towards for the past month."

"It's initiation night," explains Sara. "All the new slave's have them but usually there's just the girl’s Master plus six or seven of their closest friends from within the club. They'll play with the girl a little, maybe a little gentle punishment but it's really all just an excuse for the Master to show off his new toy."

Lexi breathes a sigh of relief. After all the build up this isn't half as bad as she had worried about. In her desperate state of arousal the idea of a few men using her was actually quite exciting not that she'd admit that.

"Well a few of Master's friends I can handle, it doesn't sound too challenging after everything I've been through."

Sara looks worried and unsure as to whether to say anything more.

"What? What's wrong Sara?"

"This isn't a normal initiation. Tonight has been built up for quite a while, the Grand Master has summoned every member of the club to attend. You're the special one Lexi, you're the slave that the Grand Master has said is here to be the ultimate recipient of their sadism. I'm scared for you Lexi."

Lexi gives Sara a hug to comfort her and show that she isn't scared. That isn't true of course, she is scared, terrified in fact. How big is the group? How many members are going to be here for her initiation and exactly what do they have planned for her?

Sara begins the preparations that Lexi has been asked to arrive early to receive. After a steaming hot shower Lexi is scrubbed and exfoliated followed by a liberal application of moisturising cream. Her hair is brushed and styled into a sleek shiny style that looks straight out of a salon. Manicure, pedicure, make up, no detail is left untouched as Lexi's natural beauty is enriched under Sara's expert hands. When looking at herself in a full length mirror even Lexi herself can recognise how beautiful she looks.

While Lexi is being prepared voices can be heard from elsewhere in the mansion. These voices become louder as more and more of them seem to blend into one long buzz of sound. Sara explains that she will lead her into the party at precisely 9pm and will then have to leave.

When 9 o'clock comes Sara drapes a red silk robe around Lexi's shoulders and connects it at the front with a single button just below her neck. The hood is pulled over Lexi's head, hanging over her face and hiding her from view. She then leads Lexi towards the rear entrance of the Grand Hall.

"Just do everything they ask and you'll get through this," Sara advises.

"Thank you for everything Sara, I'll be OK."

Sara doesn't look as convinced of that as Lexi tries to portray.

Sara gives her a last hug.

"Good luck," she wishes her as she hears the Grand Master call them onto stage.

[degrademeplease]

You're a great writer! You have really pulled me in with this story. I always check back for more chapters!

[Onherknees]

Chapter 46


The Grand Master takes a hold of Lexi's leash. Her hood is pulled all the way over her head covering the top half of Lexi's face and rendering her blind but for the ground a few feet in front of her. She can hear the murmuring of the crowd. There's a palpable electricity in the air of excitement and expectation. The public unveiling of the clubs newest slave has been much awaited once the news spread of a teen beauty that was to be the victim of all the sickest and most twisted fantasies of the group.


Lexi takes a few deep breaths trying to control her nerves as she feels all eyes on her despite not being able to see a thing. The Grand Master addresses the crowd.


“Fellow members of the Phoenix club, I welcome you to my home for a very special evening. This evening we will experience the way forward for our society as we discard the shackles of limitations and truly begin a new dawn of unlimited possibilities. There will be no more concern or consideration for the well being of our slaves, today a new breed of slave is among us. We will find more of her ilk and the Phoenix will rise to the heights of sexual pleasure and satisfaction never before seen. For now, this young lady is the first. She is the first of our slaves permitted no limits, no safe words, no rights whatsoever. She will serve us all when we want it, where we want it and how we want it. She is no more difficult to access than your own fantasies, but now, instead of retreating into your fantasy headspace you can use this slave to satisfy your most debauched needs.”


The chatter within the crowd is gaining volume, the excitement rising.


“Without further ado,” continues the Grand Master, “I present to you the slave simply known as ‘Slut’”


He flicks the button of the robe open and pulls it away by the hood. Lexi blinks as the lights that are shining straight at her dazzle her sight briefly. Once she composes herself she finds herself on a raised platform at the front of a giant hall. She is naked of course in stark contrast to the assembled crowd dressed in tuxedos and cocktail dresses. Lexi gasps at the sight of her audience and finds herself feeling nervous and self conscious at her public nakedness. She knew there were more than the standard 6 or 7 at an event like this but nothing prepared her for the sea of faces now watching her. It was impossible to count but Lexi guessed there must be several hundred Phoenix club members here to see her initiation.


There’s a hushed silence as the crowd run their eyes over the nubile young slave being presented to them but slowly comments and conversation commence once more. An excited chatter and occasional ‘Bravo’ is called out to the Grand Master for finding this young beauty. A round of applause begins much to Lexi’s confusion but the Grand Master takes the accolades in the spirit they are intended. They are happy, pleased with this new direction of the club. Ripping away the shackles of limitations they will now get to live the absolute most depraved acts they have ever conceived of and it would be with this spectacular young specimen.


Two men that Lexi doesn’t recognise approach her from either side and take an arm each. They lead her to a padded bench and bend her over it. Lexi’s feet only just touch the floor and her ankles cuffs are attached to the base. Her wrists are tied too leaving her straddling the bench with just her ass and head off the end of each side. Lexi’s chastity device springs into action with its hourly vibrations soon sending Lexi to the brink of ecstasy and drawing raucous applause and laughter that the mere act of strapping her down already has her on the edge of orgasm.


A queue begins to form on either side of Lexi, the first member of one queue making his way to her ass and the other queue leading to her face. Soon Lexi is stuck between them like a pig on a spit as they impale her from both ends on their hard cocks. They have no restraint, no care or consideration for the tied girl. Lexi is merely a conduit to satisfy their lust and whether it hurts or it makes her choke is of no concern to them as both men fuck her with all their might one slamming into her butt with great force and the other thrusting almost as hard all the way into Lexi’s bulging throat. When one finishes he’s replaced by another and another and another. Those who have chosen to fuck Lexi’s ass are handed condoms by a middle aged slave lady as they approach and then when they finish the condoms are drained into a waiting bucket between Lexi’s legs. A similar bucket is situated beneath Lexi’s mouth and every cum shot that is fired at Lexi instead of directly into her mouth drips down her face into the container below. Over and over again one cock is replaced by another. Lexi has swallowed countless loads as well as have them fire into her face, on her hair, even in her ears and eyes.


Time is a blur. Lexi has no idea how long she’s been used for but a reminder soon comes in the form of her vibrations kicking in once again. One hour, for one whole hour a procession of men have fucked her ass and face as aggressively as their sadistic desires wanted. Lexi’s throat is sore beyond belief as very few of the men choose a standard blow job, all relishing the opportunity to go deep into the poor girl’s throat. Her ass too is raw but despite this the vibrations once again wake up the animal inside. Lexi lifts her head, extending her throat and putting out her tongue in genuine hunger for more as one man withdraws to shoot his load in her face. Lexi isn’t acting the slut anymore, she is the slut that she has been trained to be. She wants the cocks, in her ass, in her throat. She wants the cum, as much of it as possible, she’d bathe in it if she could at this moment in time. The vibrations stop again causing Lexi to thrash in her bonds, sweat dripping from her as more cocks fill her.


Long cocks, short cocks, thin cocks and fat ones are all fed to Lexi from both ends. Her mind is a whirlwind of emotions as her extreme arousal overpowers any feeling of disgust at how she is being exploited. The soreness and the discomfort are distant companions that she can ignore if it just allows her to get one more delicious fantastic cock in her holes. She doesn't keep count, there's no way she could have, but with each cock fucking her as hard and as fast as they like most only take 2 or 3 minutes to empty their cum into her. When the vibrations start up for the 4th time since stepping onto the stage and she realises they've been on her for 180 minutes a quick calculation tells her that she's probably been fucked by at least 60 cocks each end.

As one man empties his balls on her face and the next in line is unbuttoning his trousers Lexi has time to quickly glance around the room for the first time. Other than what's going on, on the stage you would think this was just like any high society cocktail party. The guests are chatting and mingling, the alcohol flowing freely. Her view is of course blocked as an 8 inch cock is plunged deep into her throat.

Another edging by the vibrator and another tell Lexi that the hours continue to pass. Lexi's abuse is endless as she continues being a receptacle to cocks. As some of them start to take longer to cum she suspects some of the guests have decided to return for seconds.

"I said she was special didn't I," announces the Grand Master as he finally takes to the stage, "I trust you have all enjoyed your evening so far?"

There's a raucous cheer that echoes around the hall. Lexi is untied and forced to her knees facing the crowd who all turn her attention her way. She sees the man who's just finished in her ass removing his condom and squeezing the contents into the bucket that was between her legs. Both buckets, one containing the dripped remains that have fallen from her face and the other the contents of every man's condom who had fucked her ass this evening are placed in front of her. The taste and smell of cum is still so strong in Lexi’s mouth as she looks at the two disgusting buckets filled with hundreds of louds of cum.

"Drink!" Commands the Grand Master.

The amount just seems obscene, Lexi isn’t convinced even she can consume that amount. Her tummy already contains immeasurable amounts of cum and here she is presented with more cum than she could ever imagine.


Just at that moment of uncertainty the vibrations begin again. Lexi's thighs tremble and she arches her back as her orgasm is so very close again. She squeezes her nipples trying desperately to finally cheat an orgasm out of this cruel torturous device. The first bucket is placed to her lips and she drinks as waves of pleasure take her closer to orgasm.

"You see everyone. After everything she is such a slut that drinking buckets of cum is taking her close to cumming!" Laughs the Grand Master.

There's boisterous applause and humiliating shouts of derision coming at Lexi from all angles as she slowly swallows mouthful after mouthful of cum. Hundreds of shots are slowly tipped down her throat, the slimy contents sliding down and southing her sore throat - but then there's the second bucket.

Halfway down the second bucket of cum that has a hint of condom flavour to it Lexi feels sick. She struggles to keep it down but pushes through like a particularly disgusting episode of man versus food. As she slows down, unable to drink anymore she feels a whip slash against her back. The Grand Master wields a six foot long bullwhip that is agonising as it lands, not quite the skin ripping destruction of his dreaded cat o nine tails but it has a sharp crack that leaves terrible red stripes across her back. He whips and whips encouraging her to drink the cum. Lexi cries out in pain but lifts the bucket to her mouth once more to swallow more and more cum.


When she finally reaches the bottom of the bucket and she thinks she’s about to throw up her head is forcefully shoved into the bucket and ordered to lick it clean. The buckets are finally taken away as an exhausted Lexi is finally left kneeling in front of the crowd sweating and nauseous.


“You’ve seen what a slut she is,” announces the Grand Master, “now let’s move on to stage two!”

[Onherknees]

Chapter 47


Lexi is lifted to her feet and arms lifted to shoulder height on either side of her by two Masters she doesn’t recognise. Two long ropes hang from the ceiling with cuffs attached and these are placed on Lexi’s wrists. Slowly the ropes are raised taking Lexi’s arms with them until she is at full stretch and having to stand on tip toes just to keep in contact with the ground.


“Thank you all for taking part in the raffle this evening. It’s now time to announce the winner and for you to take your prize. The winner is…Mistress Yasmine!


The crowd applaud the mistress as she steps forward and joins the Grand Master on the stage. The Grand Master welcomes her to the platform.


“As we all know Mistress you have won the right to whip the slave for the enjoyment of our crowd here this evening. You are here to demonstrate the extraordinary levels of pain this slave is able to withstand. Most importantly you are here to remind our members that this slave has NO limits.”


The Grand Master hands her the bullwhip he already struck Lexi with while she was drinking the cum.


“No limits Mistress Yasmine, you may strike the slave as many times as you wish.”


The Mistress looks delighted by the prospect as she slowly walks around her victim, eyeing Lexi’s stretched figure with predatory eyes.


“Count out loud slave, I want to see how many strikes of the whip it takes before you pass out!”