Eve 4: All characters are over 21 years old.
James, having just pulled his latest acquisition into line, found a comfortable seat which gave him a good view of his stable of luscious fillies. James drank a fine Shiraz, rather than the bubbles the girls enjoyed which added to his mellow satisfied feeling, knowing he effectively owned these perfect creatures. While some allowed him to control them voluntarily because they were naturally submissive and easily open to the lure of promised wealth, a couple had taken some persuasion to stay within his clutches. And then there was the new one.
Blackmail wasn't something that James normally used. Had it not been Eve, he would have paid her off and let her go. This girl was just so perfect that he had felt ill earlier in the day, thinking that she may leave. Watching her now, he marvelled at how different she was to the rest while at the same time fitting the same mould. Her figure was just a little more lush, skin a little paler and unblemished bar the bruising on her bottom from his punishments. The girl just glowed with sexual energy while still being an innocent. His penis stirred a little as he imagined taking her virginity. How long since he had one? Sure he had popped lots of virgin bottoms over the years, but that wasn't the same was it? A vision of his red hot brand permanently marking her beautiful creamy buttock, stirred his passion even further. The thought of her screams stiffened him further. He may need to relieve the pressure before dinner. Strangely he was disturbed at the thought of assaulting such perfection so cruelly. In the past he enjoyed getting a girl to beg for the extreme pain that accompanied the hot brand, which signified their graduation. With this one he wasn't so sure. It was almost sacrilege to sully such heavenly flesh. Oh well, he thought, there was plenty of time to decide.
Eve almost felt the heat of his gaze as he watched her, making her blush. She tried to concentrate on the rubbish that one of her companions was expounding, but felt drawn to peek to see if he still watched her. Joan having tapped Sandy on her shoulder whispered to her and led her to Master who had slid to the edge of his chair and spread his legs. Kneeling between his spread legs Sandy kept her head bowed while Master gently squeezed her nipples through the thin material of her dress and whispered to her. Submissively the beauty listened attentively, nodding and answering his questions until he dismissed her. Standing, she turned, Master gave her bottom a friendly slap, sending her on a bee line to Eve.
"He wants to talk to you," she said to Eve, smirking as she said it.
"What does he want?" Eve asked with a tremor in her voice.
"Just go. Don't make him wait," was the curt reply.
James' cock twitched as the voluptuous creature swayed seductively across the room and stood before him.
"Kneel," he tried to sound stern.
Gracefully Eve immediately knelt between his knees. Master reached out and fondled her tender nipples, then grasped her new rings which hurt her a little and sent signals deep into her belly. She immediately felt herself moisten.
Master spoke quietly "tonight is Sandy's graduation party in the play room. All the directors will be there as will all you girls. A graduate from here is allowed to request how she can be used for her final night. I won't go into all the details of her night, but she has requested that she wants the foreplay performed by a girl. The chosen one will use her tongue, lips and mouth to get her close to climax so she is ready for the next phase."
Eve was sure she knew who the chosen one would be.
"Please Master, I'm not a lesbian, don't make me do it. I won't do it!"
"So!" He paused. "You still think you have a choice? I own you! Remember!"
Breaking down the girl sobbed "I won't do it. It's yucky!"
"Ok! Strip and leave. You can keep the shoes; we'll give you your bag and laptop which we no longer need. The message to all your contacts is primed and ready to go. It will be sent as you walk out the door."
"Oh please master, don't do this to me. Can't you just punish me? Why do you want me to do unnatural acts?" Tears streaked her face.
"I own you and will make you do whatever pleases me. If I choose to set you free it will be under my terms. It's crunch time, last chance, choose to submit or leave and suffer the consequences."
The sobbing girl slumped, which stretched her tender nipples which Master still held. Her tears dripped onto her magnificent breasts.
"Ok Master I'll do it," she whispered and sniffed back another sob.
"Good girl, go and fix your make up in your room and return as soon as you are composed."
His prick hardened as he watched his beautiful toy sway out of the room. Quickly he stood and grasped the nearest girl by one wrist and dragged her out of the room towards the corridor where the girl's rooms were. Soon he was on the girl's bed, lying back while the girl hungrily sucked his rampant cock while rubbing her hard clitty. The door was ajar so this scene was just visible from the corridor.
As Eve passed the slightly open door she heard the slurping sound of enthusiastic oral sex. Peeking, she could see Master lying back while a girl girls head bobbed up and down as she engulfed his engorged tool. Angrily Eve stomped back to the party, hating both master and the slut. Why didn't he choose me to do that? She thought. Quickly downing two glasses of bubbles she joined in the vacuous discussions, the alcohol gradually calming her.
Master returned about twenty minutes later followed a little later by the smiling girl with freshly applied lipstick. Hating the bitch, Eve glared at her. When the girl joined their little group Eve thought she could see a drop of fresh semen nestling in the slut's cleavage. Filthy tart, you haven't even cleaned up properly mused Eve, wishing she could slap her.
With a clap of hands, Joan announced that dinner was served. The girls dutifully followed master and Joan to the dining table. All stood while Master seated Sandy on his left and then beckoned Eve to sit on his right. Once Master was seated at the head of the table and Joan at the other end the rest of the girls sat. Three pretty maids served several delicious courses each accompanied by wines, in which the girls all indulged themselves. Only Master, Joan and Eve restrained themselves. Even with controlled drinking Eve felt a little tipsy. She was not a seasoned drinker. Master's presence so close to her was unsettling causing a tingling tightness in her tummy and moisture on her cunny lips which would soon be pooling on the leather of her seat. By concentrating hard she was able to enjoy her meal and the wine, all the while wondering if she would be able to service Slut Sandy's needs as Master had demanded. She knew that it would only be possible if she shut her eyes and thought of something pleasant.
Once dinner was finished master tapped his glass with a spoon to gain the girl's attention.
"You will be all waiting outside the play room in an hour. Be prepared for anything. Make sure that you are clean and fragrant in every way, as you never know what will be demanded of you." He rose and left the room. The girls quickly followed and returned to their rooms.
On time, for a change, Eve waited with the other girls having cleaned herself thoroughly as she presumed that anal sex may be on her menu for tonight. Of course that would depend upon her oral performance on the slut's cunny. Sandy, leaning against the wall and smirking at her did not go unnoticed by Eve. Oh how she wished she could find the courage to bight the bitch's clit off.
"Come on in ladies," Joan said as she entered the play room, the layout of which had changed since Eve's last session.
On one side of the room were arranged several comfortable leather chairs grouped in a semicircle around a large coffee table. A cute maid dressed in black and white stood at attention nearby. Along the opposite wall were six saddle like devices mounted on legs. Eve had no idea what they were for. Two chains that Eve had seen before dangled from the ceiling above eyebolts protruding from the floor. These were set up at right angles to the row of saddles and the chairs. The leather toped bench which had been the site of Eve's ravishment was also set up near the centre of the room.
"Eve! Wait in the corner near the cabinet. Sandy! Wait near the bench. Girls! Mount the Sybians."
As Eve went to her position, she noticed that the Saddles, which she now knew as sybians, each had a dildo mounted upon their top. Each girl slipped out of her thong, straddled one of the devices and impaled herself upon the dildo. Once the girls were seated Joan remotely raised each Sybian until its riders feet were just resting on the floor.
The chant that Eve remembered from her previous visit to the room started as six people wearing hooded robes entered the room and seated themselves in the leather chairs. Their features were impossible to discern in the dim light. The maid served each of them with a drink, while Joan addressed the girls.
"I will start the Sybians. You may not cum until permission is given. You will be punished if you cum early. Sandy! Get the dress off and climb up on the bench."
Eve heard a gentle humming coming from the sybians and a little gasp from one of the girls. Meanwhile, Sandy had slipped out of the dress and thong and was laying back on the bench, knees apart, with her just her calves hanging over the edge.
Joan buckled leather cuffs with metal rings attached to Eve's wrists and ankles.
"Eve! You know what is required. Get to work and get that girls pussy good and wet."
Eve swayed deliciously but tentatively over to the waiting girl. The watchers waited patiently while Eve placed herself between Sandy's knees and leant forward until her nose was close to her waiting target.
Wafting into her nostrils was the heady perfume of an excited woman. Eve knew that smell well, as it was her ever present nemesis as her body so regularly betrayed her, as it was doing now. Why was she getting moist when they were demanding that she do something repugnant to her? She wasn't worried about the taste; she had tried her own and found the taste pleasant enough, though not as nice as chocolate or ice cream. Just the idea of eating another woman's cunny was demeaning. Trying to just think of Master's beautiful cock, she slid her tongue along the waiting slick groove between those puffy lips until she lightly brushed the clit. Sandy's gasp distracted her cock focussed mind, and she reeled back in horror at what she had just done.
Strong hands grabbed her upper arms, stood her upright and dragged her away from her task. In what felt like seconds but which in reality were some minutes, Eve found herself stretched tight and spread by the chains from the ceiling and the eye bolts in the floor. Feet spread a yard apart; stiletto shoes barely touching the floor while her weight was taken by her arms. She was totally exposed and vulnerable to any cruelty that her masters may inflict upon her. In front of her another girl had taken her place and was noisily lapping at Sandy's sopping pussy. Sandy was panting hard.
"I think you are wasting your time with this one James. Sure she is beautiful, but she is too wilful and innocent." Eve heard the chairman say. "If it was my choice I would strip her, give her a good caning and set her free."
