Enslaved

Devon reached down to the silver chain hanging between her breasts and wrapped it around his hand as he formed a fist. He said, "I think I have exactly the perfect thing in mind for you..."

He led her dungeon where he took off the spreader bad and rolled out a rather demented looked platform. It was arched at a 45 degree angle with 4 circles cut out of the top part. The device rolled on four shafts with casters on the base of both. He walked her to it backed up up into it and told her to rest her backside on the platform. he took her wrists and slid them through the top holes then down to a hidden handlebar for her to grasp. her wrist cuffs were fastened to links on the hidden bar. He then opened the base of the top up, and slid her legs into the bottom two holes and put on a similar bar hidden underneath near the base. He locked the bottom holds in place forcing her entire weight to be dependent on the platform device.

Devon said, "This is the display case, where we put those who need punished... or simply to be displayed. The former is in your future." he walked over to the table and pulled out several toys. A long paint stick, a flexible cane, a pair of leather floggers, and a leather riding crop. he hung the toys on the sides of the case on preset silver hooks. On either side of her head, Devon lifted open a pair of secret compartments that looked empty. He walked over and picked up a blindfold, clips or various sizes, a pair of vibrators, and an electrical stimulation rod. He put the items into the container and then closed them up.

As a final touch, he picked up a 3 inch long cock gag and slid the tool into her mouth, before securing it in place. He then walked to the table and pulled up a silver silk sheet and drapped it over her body and the rollers. Devon took the back handle and rolled her towards the elevator... then up it a floor. He set her aside a moment and then walked to George and told him his plan. George nodded and approved it.

When Devon returned, he pushed her back out into the main audience and said, "Ladies and Gentlemen... it is apparent one of our little pets has been naughty! She was supposed to be working, serving food, but chose instead to gauck and waste her time. When she was caught goofing off... she dropped food on the Master's floor..."

This was led by a group of 'uh-ohs' through out the room. Devon then said, "Her crimes as slave include slothfulness, disobedience, and clumsiness. Her punishment..."

He tore off the black sheet and revealed her to the entire group, with her chest and hips on full display while every other part of her was secured and hidden! She looked a woman with no legs or arms. He said, "Her punishment is to be put on display for you. As you can see there are a large group of toys to use should you feel frisky, but under no conditions can you allow her any kind of release. You know the rules to slave treatment... so... have fun..."

Devon walked off and the men, women, and pets all began to gather around her... preparing to play...
 
"Ladies and Gentlemen... it is apparent one of our little pets has been naughty! She was supposed to be working, serving food, but chose instead to gawk and waste her time. When she was caught goofing off... she dropped food on the Master's floor..."

The announcement grapped everyone's attention, and made Zara's face flame. She didn't want to be overlooked, but nor did she want to be the focus of attention either... or at least, not like this!!

Devon continued to list her "crimes"

"Her crimes as slave include slothfulness, disobedience, and clumsiness. Her punishment..."

Zara squeezed her eyes closed, not able to look on any of the group who smirked at her, and looked at her with lascivious intent. She felt ridiculous, tied onto this contraption, and she supposed that was partly the point.

"Her punishment is to be put on display for you. As you can see there are a large group of toys to use should you feel frisky, but under no conditions can you allow her any kind of release. You know the rules to slave treatment... so... have fun..."

The crowd circled and she was reminded of something she had watched on Animal Planet, where the wild beasts were circling on the vulnerable..... that's what this was like.

At first, they all seemed to stare at her, just stare, and no one touched her. Time seemed to stretch uncomfortably, and she felt like screaming at them "Do it!! Dont draw it out like this, just do it!!", but, of course, the gag prevented that.

She whimpered when one of the slaves giggled and trailed a finger down along her side, tickling her abominably, and then some one slapped her left tit. Not very hard, but hard enough to sting, the next picked up the paint stick, and slapped it against the front of her thighs, leaving red lines, which were soon overlaid by a general redness from the floggers that were now being applied from both sides. Some one decided it would be fun to blindfold her, and now she couldn't even see what was coming.

Next her nipples were clamped, and the pain that shot through her breast tissue was excrutiating, and she moaned deeply. Then there was a giggle and someone touched her nipple with what felt like a stick, and then a burning jolt of pain shot through, making her arch her back even further. Next the electrical wand moved to her pussy, and she was given a jolt there too.

A vibrator was shoved into her pussy, and activated, and her breasts were lashed, as electricity jolted though her other nipple. The vibe was slowly sliding out, and it was roughly thrust back in, before another electrial charge was sent through her!
 
For literally 3 hours solid, Zara was given every torment imaginable! Nipples were clamped, licked, flicked, pulled, tugged, and whipped. Her stomach was a criss cross of red lashes and marks... Zara's inner thighs and loin recieved the lion's share of the attention however. it had been filled, saturated, bitten, licked, nipped, zapped, lashed, sucked, and tormented for hours.

Zara's body was pushed to the edge of release for the entire 3 hours with one exception. A proactive pet belonging to one of the doctor's hit just the right button and Zara got a quick release early in the display for which she was disciplined with 10 lashes with the flogger. From that point on, the pets and owners were VERY careful not to allow Zara to release!

By the time that the party was coming to an end, Zara looked at if she was nothing more than a pile of flesh and sweat. When George finally showed up and removed her blindfold, he stared into her distant eyes and then leaned and said, "This is exactly who you are..." The rest of the group was gone... with only George remaining and slave and Devon cleaning up.

George looked down at her and said, "I thought for a long time that you would hate this life. Being told what to do and that you were only here to keep from going to jail... but now... well now I see that you really need this in your life. You are really submissive and slave to me... aren't you?"

He watched her eyes water as he lifted up a different kind of collar. This one was not like the thick leather collar that she had been wearing... this was more decorative... and it looked just like the one slave wore. It was chrome, cast molded and fluid in appearance. Two small allen head nuts were nearly out of the collar and he said, "This is a collar of ownership... this is not training, this is also not forced."

George unfastened her from the case and allowed her to slink off the board and onto the floor on her knees. She looked so tired and was in such a blissful state. he could see she was still in a subbie mode but knew she was still thinking clearly... maybe...

He knelt down towards her. slave looked on with watery eyes... this was the moment... and slave loved it... George said, "Will you be my slave and wear my collar? My real...collar?"

Zara didn't even hesitate and nodded. George smiled, kissed his pet and said, "Thank you pet... you have earned this and you have pleased me more than you can imagine..." He slipped the leather collar off... and put on the chrome collar, securing it with the wrench he had in his pocket.

He smiled and said, "Now pet... you have earned your reward for your punishments you handled... you may remove my shaft from my pants... and pick which of your holes in which it is going to go into..."
 
" I see that you really need this in your life. You are really submissive and slave to me... aren't you?"

George's words caught her by surprise, but in an instant everything clicked into place for her. He was right, she did need this, she had just been fighting it!

"This is a collar of ownership... this is not training, this is also not forced."

Her eyes took in every detail of the chrome collar, and she looked at George wondering if he.... was he....???

, "Will you be my slave and wear my collar? My real...collar?"

Zara nodded her head enthusiastically, smiling from ear to ear.

"Thank you pet... you have earned this and you have pleased me more than you can imagine..."


She leaned up and kissed him, grinning from ear to ear.

"Now pet... you have earned your reward for your punishments you handled... you may remove my shaft from my pants... and pick which of your holes in which it is going to go into..."

Zara almost came at his words!! She reached up, her body on fire from all the teasing torment she had suffered, endured and, if she was honest, enjoyed, and she opened his belt, freeing his cock, and kissing the tip gently.

She looked at him, shyly now, biting her lower lip.

"M..master, I feel most possessed during anal sex, so I would like you to fuck my ass!"
 
"M..master, I feel most possessed during anal sex, so I would like you to fuck my ass!"

George had never been more pleased than he had been in that moment. He had imagined he was only forcing her into a horrible act... forcing her to submit but it had turned into something magnificant. She was truly his slave now... TRULY his.

He pushed her up to her feet and back over the display case. He slid her hands through the holes, cuffed them to the bar and then walked behind her. Zara spread her legs amazingly wide, opening her ass up completely for him ready... throbbing to be claimed!

George walked up, grabbed her hair and said, "slave... you are claimed!" He drove his cock into her ass... pounding it brutally from the start... over and over... slamming his sack into her pussy as they sodomized that body!!!!

As hot as George and Zara both were, it would not take long for both of them to take immense orgasmic release and scream out into the room... under the witness of Devon and slave. slave had even joined in and knelt before Devon, taken out his cock and sucked on it that a whore in real heat! The entire time her eyes stayed on George and her new sister slave...

George and Zara were one now... one and only one. As she was coming off her high he leaned in and said, "You are mine. through and through... no other shall be inside you without my permission. Do you understand? You do nothing now without my permission..."

She nodded and George wondered if she would remember about her relationship with Keith or Nathan... He held her tightly then uncuffed her from the device and said, "Prepare a shower for us... you will bathe your Master and thank him with a nice hard blowjob afterwards..."
 
Zara was halfway through preparing a shower when her arousal dimmed enough for her to realise just what she had agreed to. What had she been thinking?? What about Keith? How was that going to work?? What had she done??

She loved Keith, he was The One for her, she knew that to the depths of her soul!! George... he was ..... different. She NEEDED something that only he could give her.... but it in no way lessened her love for Keith. Keith, on the other hand, would view it as a betrayal, and she would have, however unconsciously, achieved Nathan's vile goal.

She leaned her head against the shower wall, feeling confused and upset.

George appeared, and despite her own self doubts, she stepped into the shower with him, and began to wash him, soaping the sponge, and running it all over his body, carefully clensing him from head to toe.

She spent extra time on his cock, balls and ass, and then rinsed him thoroughly.

She gently massaged his back, then his ass and thighs, as she sank to her knees. She began to kiss his ass, small teasing nips, followed by gentle kisses. Then slowly she began to trail her tongue down along the crack of his ass, flicking her tongue over the nerves at his puckered asshole, rimming him, before working lower, kissing his balls, and sucking them gently into her mouth, before crawling between his legs, and kneeling before him, licking her way up along his heavy shaft, from root to tip. She ran her tongue around his cock head, over and over, before she began to suck his length into her mouth.
 
George let his newest piece of property perform as admirably as ever... which as before resulted in a deposit of white seed burning into her mouth and down her throat! He looked down at her and said, "You are a glorious little slave... Zara... Come clean me up and dry me off..."

His pet did as she was bade, cleaning him up with her tongue... then turning off the shower and picking up a towel and drying him off as well. He stepped from the water, turned and looked at her as she dried herself and he said, "Come... tonite... you sleep with me."

George's bed was comparable to that of a double sized King sized bed. It was at least 12 feet wide and 10 foot long. It was one of the biggest beds out there. George walked over and found slave kneeling at the side of the bed, waiting. He looked at Zara and said, "Join her."

As he sat down in front of the women, he let Zara glance to the wall and see more than 20 black leather belts hanging loosely by the buckle on the wall. He reached up, pulled down 6 belts and laid them parallel to each other on the bed. He turned to the ladies and said, "You have 2 minutes of personal time... go..."

slave jumped up and raced to the bathroom, did her business and flushed, then returned to a kneeling position. George said, "slave... we are going to show fucktoy how slaves sleep in my bed. You know what to do... do it."

slave instantly jumped up and laid across the belts, putting her arms to her, legs closed. George began taking the belts and wrapping them around her, securing her with them snugly to the buckles. Once she was strapped down, he snapped a leash onto her collar and fastened it to an eyebolt buried in the headboard.

He turned his attention towards Zara and said, "Your turn..." He set out 6 more belts and turned to look at her....
 
Zara's eyes flew open when she saw how slave slept!

Still, when it was her turn, Zara climbed on the bed and lay on the belts, staying still while he fastened each one, and then clipped her collar to the head board.

She was a bit worried, what would happen if she fell out of bed during the night, she was quite a restless sleeper. Of if there was a fire?? Would he be ready to unfasten it?

Still, she had to trust him, and this was just one of the many times she would need to trust in him.

She waited for him to climb into bed, her eyes searching slave's wondering if the other girl was okay about having to divide her time with a new slave. She returned Slave's smile, with one of her own, and then, exhausted from the night's activities, she went to sleep!
 
George, as usual was the first to wake up and he glanced over about both his pets and smiled. Wedged between two beautiful bound white women was certainly one of the better ways to go. Gently he eased out of bed and walked to the wall, pulling out two extension cords and two white hitachi's...

He unfastened the belt at the thighs of both women, gently as not to wake them. He eased a hitachi between their legs and thighs, again careful not to wake them and the fastened extension cords to both of them. He refastened the thigh belt and secured them so they can not move them away.

George then checked to ensure neither girl could roll off the bed and choke. The King was so large there was no way it could happen so he turned on the two toys and let them start their magical work on his little women. This was their little reward for everything they did yesterday.

Almost instantly slave began moaning and groaning...

George turned and headed to the shower, heating it up and then stepped inside to wash, peeking in only from time to time to see the effects starting to take hold...

After literally a 45 minute long shower, George turned off the water and was greeting with the sounds of climaxing women...
 
Zara awoke to the most exquisite sensation, and came awake to find her body on the brink of climax. She looked to the side, and saw that Slave was in the very same predicament, her body being stimulated non stop.

The build up to the orgasm was divine, but the unaltering stimulation, especially when her clit was so sensitive, immediately following her climax, was beyond torture!!

She was moaning and writhing, and she wondered how much more she could take, as her helpless body was tormented, teased, and pleasured to the point of pain. Slave was looking at her, staring into her eyes, as her body convulsed as she came. The sounds of female pleasure filled the room, and Zara wondered when George was coming back!!

She wanted penetration, and she wanted it badly!! At that moment, she would have sold her soul for what she needed. The magic wand was stimulating her, to be sure, and it was making her cum, but it was stirring a deeper need, and making her desperate!!
 
When George finally came out of the bathroom, the women were laying in pools of their own juices and in the throes of something even more needy! He could see their eyes shift to him and both pleaded with desperation as they fought off the endless waves of bliss... He walked to the foot of the bed and sat down and just watched as both women slipped into another orgasmic overload!

He said, "This is exactly what kind of wakeup I like to see... one of sheer bliss..." he knew they were only half listening, but he didn't care. He watched on. He turned his attention towards slave and said, "Since she is here... she is first slave... she gets release first... you will wait little fucktoy till I am done with her... do you understand?"

She nodded desperately and he looked to slave, turned her onto her stomach and lifted her ass into the air. He did not remove the hitachi wand, though he did readjust it. He crawled up behind her, and his tool drove into her! He mounted her like the little bitch in heat she was! His tool rammed and drove and burned and swelled inside her!!!

all slave could do was lay there and take it as she could not scream out, or beg or plead! She was truly slave to George! The Master looked to Zara and knew she was staring at the actual joining of the two bodies and listening to the slaps of his testicles on her loin! He moaned as she threw her head back in another orgasm...

He turned back to slave and felt her clamp down on him hard... very hard... it felt like a virgin's tunnel!!! He felt his body sieze up and go over the edge sending both himself and slve into a massive orgasm!!!!!

As he came off it, he reached around and turned off the hitachi, before both collapsed onto the bed to the sounds of fucktoy releasing once again! He and slave turned and looked at her and master said, "I think she is ready... don't you?"

slave nodded though said nothing... just focused on breathing and trying to slowly come down from that high! He pulled himself from her and like the spear that never broke, he crawled towards Zara... and put his hand on her hip... getting her attention... seeing her eyes widen as his glistening tool dripped with the combined juices of both him and slave, she instantly rolled to her tummy, trying to get ready...

He said, "you are ready... aren't you..." He smiled and slapped her ass, causing her to push down into the mattress and the hitachi... another orgasm crashed over her...
 
"I think she is ready... don't you?"

Although he was obviously speaking to Slave, Zara began to nod frantically!! She needed the torment to end!! She was shattered, exhausted!!

She looked to George, her Master, and noted the wet shine on his cock, with glistened with both his and Slave's cum. She wondered if she would have to suck him hard first, although he looked like he was still pretty hard, as it was, so hopefully she turned awkwardly onto her stomach, and wriggled her knees up under her, as her head and shoulders rested on the bed. She wriggled her ass for effect, and hoped he would pierce her quickly!! She was throbbing!!

"you are ready... aren't you..."


She nodded and whimpered again, and wriggled her ass a bit more, then, to her surprise, he smacked her ass, pushing her to the mattress and making her cum hard again.

Desperately, Zara wriggled herself up to her knees, again, and this time he drove into her, making her scream, making her cum the instant his cock head hit her cervix!!! Zara came so hard this time, her body clenching down on his shaft, squeezing him hard!! Wave after orgasmic wave crashed over her, making her convulse helplessly!! On and on it went, and her master began to fuck her once more, dragging his thick shaft through her sensitive tissues, while the hitachi stimulated her beyond the point of endurance!!
 
George tore into her like a rabid wolf on a three legged sheep! His tool pounded, throbbed, beat, and slammed as hard as he could!!! With him just releasing in slave a few minutes earlier, he had a lot of endurance in which he would use to sustain himself on Zara.

The woman screamed and screamed, whimpering, begging, pleading, more more more.... her body seemed to roll from one orgasmic release to another to another... he loved what was going on with her!!! So when he finally released inside her, she was literally so lost in subspace that he doubted she could feel it much!

Slowly he pulled out of her, and untied both ladies, laying down in the middle of the mattress, and pulling both to him. He could see both floated in space in their minds and he softly and gently rubbed their backs and said, "That's it... I am proud of you both... come on back to me now... easy... easy now..."

His aftercare of his women took them into the next hour... he smiled as both women continued to roll from one release to another however as these feelings gradually receded. When he was confident both were back, he looked at them both and said, "I am proud of you two... very proud..."

He turned to slave and said, "You ... begin cleaning and sanatizing everything... when you are done, you may take a shower..."

slave smiled then bolding rolled over Master and kissed Zara and whispered, "He is our Master... and we both love him..."

She giggled and slid off the bed and began to clean up. George rolled to Zara and said, "You have a shower to take and you have to get going. You have work this afternoon. In the meantime, I want you to think about something. Moving in with me. As my slave, you are at my beckon call now and I would prefer you move in with me... but that is a big move... so think about it and let me know what you want to do..."

He watched her nod, smile as wide as a kid on Christmas, kiss him, then slide off the bed and head to the shower...
 
Zara hurried off into the shower, scrubbing herself from head to toe, thinking about what George had said. it would be perfect if she moved in which him, she could be with him all the time, to explore this new side to her sexuality, to examine her submissiveness.

Then she thought of Keith, of her commitments to him, of their fledgling relationship, and how crushing this was, how she was betraying him, and ultimately playing into Nathan's hands, destroying Keith. She slumped to the floor, and allowed the water to cascade over her, sobbing her heart out.

She eventually got up, pulling herself together, turning the water cold to revitalise herself. Getting out she dried herself off, and dressed in the clothing she had worn when she arrived.

She climbed in to her car, her mind in turmoil, and drove to her own apartment, where she changed into her suit for work, applied her makeup, and styled her hair before she went to work, thinking about Keith, about what she was going to say to him, thinking about George, and his oh-so-tempting proposal, thinking about how she had fucked up her life so badly.

Outside of all the blackmail, and the unique position she was in, she had met two wonderful, intriguing men, either of whom she would be very happy with, but she had managed to mess that up too, and she suspected that she would ultimately end up losing them both.
 
Nathan was the first person Zara saw when she got to the office and he called her immediately into his office and closed the door behind her. He turned her to face him and unbuttoned her suit coat, then her blouse enough to reveal her bra, which he pushed down to pop her breasts out. He smiled and said, "that's better... now..."

He turned and walked over to his desk and slid his seat back. He looked at her and said, "Well..."

It took her a second to realize what he wanted and she crawled under his desk and then he sat in his chair and rolled up to it. he said, "You will suck my cock little slut... until I tell you otherwise..."

As he felt her unfasten his pants and pull out his shaft, he moaned as he felt her take him into her mouth. Oh he loved this!!!

The door knocked and it was then when Nathan said, "You keep your mouth on my cock.. don't suck... don't move... you just keep it there... you got me?" She whimpered and he then spoke louder, "Come in!"

George and Keith walked into the room. George said, "Hey Nate... how is it going?"

"Same shit different day..." he felt her lips tighten slightly in surprise... He said, "Keith... how about you?"

"Hey... I am good. How was the trip?" Keith asked.

"Oh it was amazing... I got a little film to show you later... I got a girl... to help me blackmail the CEO's of that company... and oh damn was she good at it... want to see?" Nathan said as he tipped his eyes down to the desk.

George got it immediately. Zara was under his desk. Keith did not...

The video came up on the Monitor on the far wall... Zara in her full suit being attacked by all those board members... It lasted for nearly 40 minutes!!!

At one point while they watched, it became so intense he non-chalantly reached under his desk, shoved her mouth further on him and released a deposit of seed into her!

George turned back to Nathan after the movie and said, "So... did you pay the girl well?" He played dumb...

Keith looked over at George and said, "That was Zara... wasn't it?"
 
"that's better... now..."

Zara stood, helpless, while Nathan opened first her suit jacket, and then the buttons on her shirt, freeing her breasts to his view.

She watched him move behind his desk, sit, and push his chair back.

"You will suck my cock little slut... until I tell you otherwise..."

It took her a moment to comply, and she went to him, kneeling, as he pushed her under the desk, just as there was a knock on the door.

"You keep your mouth on my cock.. don't suck... don't move... you just keep it there... you got me?
"

Zara froze, Nathan's cockhead in her mouth as the door opened, and she heard footsteps as someone came into his office.... George????

"Hey Nate... how is it going?"

George.... and Keith!

"Hey... I am good. How was the trip?"


"Oh it was amazing... I got a little film to show you later... I got a girl... to help me blackmail the CEO's of that company... and oh damn was she good at it... want to see?"

Zara almost took a bite out of his cock right then and there!! Surely, surely he wasn't going to show her???? She squeezed her eyes shut, hating this!

Oh Jesus! They were watching her being fucked by the business men!!! She hated this! She didn't want Keith to see it!! Yes, she'd told him about it, but hearing it, and actually seeing it, were two very different things.

"So... did you pay the girl well?"


George's voice filled the room, and she waited, wondering if Nathan was about to expose her, or was he going to keep her secret. Her mouth was in her heart. Keith's voice sounded strained.

"That was Zara... wasn't it?"


Zara gulped down the mouthful of cum that Nathan had just silently shot into her mouth, terrified for how Keith was taking this...... and what would George think????

There was no fear of her making any noise and exposing herself!! She would have hidden under his desk for ever!! She didn't want to hear any negative commenetry about herself, and yet, she was trapped, and they had all just watched her fucking her way through half of Japan!!
 
Nathan looked at her and said, "What makes you say that... Kieth?"

Kieth looked back at Nate and then George, then back to Nate and said, "isn't it?"

George stepped between the two men and said, "You know it is Kieth. After all... it was your idea to begin with... remember..."

Kieth looked at him and said, "Maybe... but... things have changed... I ... don't want to hurt her."

Nathan chuckled and said, "Really..." He reached down and zipped up before standing up and saying, "it was funny... because remember this was your evil concoction and yet the creator of it is now the ender of it. Why?"

Kieth glared at him and said, "I... love her. I didn't think I would but I do..."

"No.. you don't. that was the role you chose for yourself remember... being the happy go lucky sympathetic man who she could run to for safety..." Nathan said.

"Maybe at first, but not anymore..." Keith said as he turned towards Nathan's desk and saw Zara rising from underneath it. He knew she had heard it all... every word...

George and Kieth both looked stunned as Nathan looked on cockily at the two..."You should see the two of your faces now..."

Kieth walked towards Zara and said, "Oh god Zara..."

Zara backed away from them... her eyes pouring down tears... She turned to leave and as she touch the doorknob, Nathan said, "Where do you think your going Zara...?"

She paused and didn't move... her tits still hanging out.

Nathan walked towards Zara, turned her and forced her to face both men and he said, "They both have been in on this too... both men you love now..."

George caught a side glance from Kieth and only shrugged. Kieth said, "Zara..."

Nathan pushed Zara towards the middle of the room and he said, "Get naked whore... if you don't... your future is over..."
 
"You know it is Kieth. After all... it was your idea to begin with... remember..."

Zara hoped to God she had misheard, or misunderstood, but deep inside, she knew she hadn't. She felt sick to her stomach, and more hurt that she thought possible.

"Really...it was funny... because remember this was your evil concoction and yet the creator of it is now the ender of it. Why?"

Nathan's words to Keith reinforced what was said earlier, and any doubt she might have been clinging to, died.

"That was the role you chose for yourself remember... being the happy go lucky sympathetic man who she could run to for safety..."
Nathan said.

Every word hurt more and more. She actually covered her ears, trying to stem the stream of dialogue which crushed her. How stupid she had been!! She had played right into everyone's hands, and it was all a big joke to them all.

Tears streamed down her face, and although she didn't take in what Keith said to her, she backed away from him, wanting to get far away. She ran for the door, unable to take this now, when she was so utterly vulnerable.

"Where do you think your going Zara...?"


Nathan grabbed her, and pulled her into the centre of his office. She put up hardly any resistance, no longer having any strength. She heard Keith speak to her, but she didn't register anything he said, whether it was a threat or a plea, she couldn't say.

"Get naked whore... if you don't... your future is over..."


She hesitated a moment, and then began tugging her clothing off. She was past caring. She would have been mortified doing this before Keith prior to this, but now, what did it matter. He felt nothing for her, he was having a laugh at her expense, and she was a fool if she allowed it to mean anything. She was crushed, broken in a way she would never have thought possible.

She stripped all her clothes off, and stood there. They wanted a fuckdoll, they could have one. She hated them, each and every one of them.
 
Keith stepped towards Nathan and said, "Don't ... don't do this Nate..."

Nathan chuckled and he said, "Oh we are doing it..." He grabbed Zara's neck and pushed her towards Keith. The man couldn't even meet Zara in the eyes...

George continued to watch the situation unfold as Keith confronted the Nathan. He said, "This is over..." He knelt down and caught Zara's arm and said, "Come on... let's go..."

Nathan laughed again saying, "She is not going anywhere Keith... You still don't get it. Her life is in our hands... and since you don't seem to fully get it... perhaps it is time to..."

"No." George said as he walked towards Nathan and said, "You are not doing anything Nathan. Keith is right. This is over."

"Nothing is over George..." Nathan turned and looked at George a little surprised at the turncoat. "Don't tell me that she won you too? Sheesh... look at her... she is a worthless cunt! She was bred to be fucked..."

Keith launched up first with a series of flying fists, connecting with Nathan with a left... then a right! Nathan went flying over the desk! George, Zara, and Nathan looked shocked as Keith stepped back towards Nate!

Laughter broke out from behind the desk as Nathan seemed to rise up to his feet once more, rubbing his face. He said, "Feel better?"

Keith hesitated and then backed up and grabbed Zara's arm and said, "Let's go..." He paused when he felt her not even move. She just sat there and watched... looking to the floor. Keith felt his heart sink as he turned and stared at her. "Zara..."

No one moved as she slowly got up... then walked over to Nathan... sinking to her knees in front of him... George said, "slave... come here..."

Zara didn't move... not one iota...

Keith said, "Zara... get up... come on..."

All three men stared at Zara... waiting to see what she would do...
 
Zara felt as though everything in her world imploded. Keith pulled her in one direction, George in another, and she looked at them, none of them what they seemed.

She rose and went to Nathan. She turned at looked at them, speaking in a flat and disinterested voice.

"You all make me sick! You have each manipulated me, blackmailed me, and played with my emotions. He is a complete and utter bastard, soulless, but he has at least been that consistently. He hasn't tried to make me feel anything for him.

Keith, you should get an Oscar, really you should. I genuinely thought we had something special. I was so scared when I laid myself bare, confessing to you all that had happened! What a joke!! You not only knew it all, you masterminded it. Well, you can pat yourself on the back, and have a good laugh at my expense, because it worked a charm, I fell for it, for you, hook, line and sinker. You can be very proud of yourself."


She turned to Geroge.

"And you, your no different. You offer something similar to him, and yet you are no more genuine than he is. You are shallow, horrible excuses for men, all of you! I'm sure your respective mothers, assuming you didn't just crawl out from under some rock, must be very proud of you."

She looked at Nathan, who was smiling.

"You've nothing to smile about. You almost got me killed, You used me worse than anyone would use a whore, I despise you too!"

She stood and marched to the door, naked. She grabbed a blanket off the couch, and wrapped it around herself, grabbing her purse, and she flung open the office door.

"Feel free to send the cops. I'll be at my apartment, you're all familiar with that. Send me to prison, it would be preferable to spending one more second in this nest of vipers."


She took a step outside, and then poked her head back in the door.

"Oh, and by the way, I wont get another chance to say this....... I hope you each die screaming!"
 
It was 8 hours before any of the men did anything about it. Keith walked up to Zara's apartment and reached into his pocket and pulled out her key. He unlocked the door and slowly opened it.

Keith and George both eased into the place glancing around the darkened apartment. Both men looked around and it was George that found a light switch and flicked it on. The apartment was martha stewart clean... even with the vaccuum lines still neatly laid out on the floor...

"Zara?" Keith said as he walked towards the hallway. George peeked into her kitchen then back towards the bathroom and laundry room...

"Hun... are you here?" Keith said as he reached the bedroom and then peeked into it. He flicked on a light and then yelled, "GEORGE!!!"

The CEO turned and made a B-line to the bedroom and both men leapt into the room. Zara was laying naked on the bed, sprawled out... a bottle of Jim Bean tipped onto the floor under where her hand hung over the bed and a bottle of pills sprawled all over the mattress...

Keith scooped Zara into his arms checking her pulse, "honey... honey... get up... wake up... please... " She had a pulse which he instantly sighed in relief.

George pulled his cell phone and immediately called 911...

At the hospital, Keith and George both sit in the seats at the foot of Zara's bed as they wheel her back in from her stomach pumping procedure... Keith said, "Well?"

The doc that walked in said, "It is a good thing you got her here... she is going to feel poorly for a few days... but she is going to live. You two saved her life..."

As the doctor turned away and left, Keith turned to George and said, "Did we?"
 
Zara had left the office, walked to her car, and driven aimlessly about, lost in thought, all of it depressing, before finally going home. She sat in her sitting room, devastated, feeling like she was in a darker place than she had ever imagined.

She got out some paper and a pen and wrote a few letters.

The first was to the cops, explaining everything that had happened.

The second was to her family, telling them she loved them, and that her decision in no way reflected her feeling toward them.

The final letter was concise, and to the point, and addressed to Nathan, Keith and George.

[I
]Well, I hope you all had a good laugh at my expense. Playing with someone's life is a horrible thing to do, but I have no doubt that Karma will catch up with you, and I hope you each feel the despair you have forced on me.

George, your duplicity proves to me, that not only are you not worthy of being my master, I dont think you are fit to be anyone master. It's something that ought to be rooted in trust, and how can you be trusted after your behaviour??

Nathan, you are a selfish, self centred bastard, devoid of all feeling, but to your credit, you have, at least, never portrayed yourself as anything other than that. I doubt you will find happiness in this life, I dont think you are capable of it.

Keith, well, I clearly misjudged you! I thought you were a good, decent human being, who returned my love with equal measure. Ha! You certainly had been fooled. Perhaps a career in Hollywood might suit you? I believe that the shallow, artificial behaviour you have demonstrated, will blend right in there. You have destroyed my faith in humanity. I hope this brings you some satisfaction, assuming of course, that you are even capable of feeling satisfaction.

Goodbye

Zara.[/I]

When she finished, she addressed the letter, and put it on the dressing table with the others.

She felt devoid of all emotion, she couldn't cry, couldn't smile, she felt numb.

She got out her bottle of JB, and drank a few burning mouthfuls, before pouring out two bottles of paracetamol. She didn't want to half do this. But no one would come for several days, so she would slip into sleep, never to awaken. It was something she welcomed. She couldn't take any more of the kicks that life was throwing at her.

She swallowed mouthfuls of tablets, losing count of how many she had taken, swigging down mouthfuls of whiskey to swallow them, feeling her numbness grow, as the room spun, and she slipped into darkness, the final curtain.

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Her mouth hurt. Dry, something stuck in her throat. She panicked, struggling.

"It's okay. Zara, you are in hospital, and you have breathing apparatus down your throat. We will be able to take it out soon. I'll get the doctor!"

The voice was wearing blue scrubs. Angels didn't wear scrubs! She was supposed to be dead, and she was...... in hospital! Instantly she realised that her attempt to take her own life had been unsuccessful, and she began to cry, as she was filled with despair that she had failed. She couldn't even do that. The one thing she should have still been able to exert some control over, and she had fucked that up too.

A doctor sat on the edge of her bed, he introduced himself, but she was wrapped in her own thoughts.

"Your vitals are stable, and you're breathing on your own, so well removed this."

He pulled the tape securing it, and removed the equipment that had been helping her breathe.

"You took a lot of paracetamol Zara. We pumped your stomach, saved your life, thanks to your friends, but we still need to run some tests on your kidney and liver function, but you are lucky to be alive. We'll observe you for a couple of hours, and then, all going well, we can move you out of ICU!"

She slept, but awoke later to find herself moved down for observation, in her own room, alone, feeling as low as she could ever recall feeling.
 
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Kieth and George both reached the hospital and it was Keith that made his way into the room, leaving George out. He was there when she woke up... He held the letter she had written in hand and just watched her begin to look about. When her eyes set on him, they went wide and he said, "Please... don't yell... don't scream. Zara, I love you... I have since you first walked into my world. Please... I will walk away without question if you will just hear me out for 2 minutes... just 2... please...."

She said nothing but stared at him... the message was clear to Kieth 120... 119... 118... 117...

Keith looked at her and said, "Lover... what we did was as dispicable as could ever be done to another human being and I know you will never be able to forgive me or them. But I wanted to tell you that what I feel for you is genuine. It is real. I could not stop what was comiing but I tried so desperately... I fell in love with you and that love is still there... I have taken back all the evidence and items that all three of us were using against you and burned it. You are free from us... you can leave the company if you want... without us bothering you every again... but... please... Zara... you know what we felt and what we had... it is real... I don't want to lose you... and I will do anything to prove it to you..."

He could see her eyes get watery and then narrow. He set the letter down and then reached into his own pocket and pulled out another letter and set it on the table. He said, "I just pray you can find a way one day to forgive me... None of us will bother you again...

He turned and left the room...

George started to come in and Keith grabbed him and said, "Get out... now..."

George shot a remorseful look at her and then to Keith, but did as he requested... Truth be told... they both sat down in the corridor and waited as the police investigators came into her room and began to question. Any moment now, they both knew they would be arrested...
 
Zara wanted to believe what Keith said, she wanted to believe it so badly.... but he had played her for a fool, so believably before. How could she believe him? Did she even want to??

She felt her eyes filling with tears, and she shut them, squeezing her eyes, to prevent the spill of tears. She was so utterly miserable.

The investigators came, and went, and she told them little, not wanting anything more than to move on with her life. It was all a blur, the counselling, the therapy, the anti-depressants the psychiatrist insisted she should take until she got her head together.

She left hospital, and stopped by her apartment only long enough to gather a few things. She would go abroad, travel, put some time and space between her, and everything that had happened.

She flew to London, and spent a week exploring all the city had to offer, bright lights, the pomp and ceremony of the British empire, the shopping. Next she flew on to Spain, shopping on Barcelona's Las Ramblas; She went to Rome, and explored the ruins of the ancient Roman Empire, the colloseum, the rich art of the Renaissance, the modern art of Piazza Narvona. But it was in Paris that her lonliness really hit her. The eternal city of love was depressing for one, and not even shopping on the Champs Elysee could put a smile on her face. She cruised the Seine, explored Notra Dame, took in the opulence of the Palace of Versailles, and spent evenings drinking coffee in Montmatre, and it all emphasised to her how empty her life was.

She had carried it around for weeks on end, and finally, as she sipped coffee and drank a nice bottle of Coteaux du Languedoc, she pulled out the vellum envelope that Keith had given her, the one she had tried repeatedly to dump, the one she hadn't been able to. She was a fool, she had to be, but a part of her wanted to know what he had written, and now was the time to read it.
 
Keith, George, and Nathan all found themselves in the middle of an investigation in which caused all three of them and the company itself a GREAT deal of distress! It was not surprising to learn one day that all three men were pulled into the board of directors and demanded to explain themselves and their actions to them. For the upcoming weeks and months, the three men were found guilty of a number of charges though most of them were settled with a fine. The only one that found himself spending time in jail was Keith himself. He was locked up for 1-3 years in a low security holding facility for his part in organizing and planning the scheme to wrongfully imprison Zara to a life of slavery...

While Nathan at first chance found himself on a plane for Brazil to live out the rest of his days in peace... George opted for a different approach...

George hired a private investigator to go out and locate Zara in Europe and it was quickly discovered that she was in the heart of France. He flew out there and eventually found himself standing at her hotel door... he knew she was inside as he had made sure that the investigator confirmed it. He looked at the door for a long moment and then finally knocked...
 
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