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The Slave Academy

"pppplease... Master... no more pain... please... show this creature... this... slave... mercy... ppppplease" she whimpers at His feet...

Mark listened to her voice crack as she lay at his feet bound and beaten. As if ignoring her he lashed her back and she writhed and whimpered before calling out more loudly, "pplease.... no more... make it stop... Master.. please..... I... I... submit.... Master... I submit to You... "

He walked around her prostrated form, watching her breath and lie face down on the floor.

He pushed his boot under her hip and lifted it saying to her, "turn over."

With a sob she struggled onto her back, wincing as she lay on her bound arms and keeping her head turned from him. Again his boot played against her this time the soft skin of her thighs. She moaned and knew he wanted her to part her legs. With a sob of resignation she obeyed until he could stand between her spread legs.

Squatting down on his haunches she gasped again in uncertainty at what he would do. Turning the flogger in his hand his roughly inserted the handle between the red sore lips of her pussy and inside her. She groaned as the leather grip parted her folds and slid deep into her body.

Standing he walked up so that he straddled her chest. He reached into his pocket and pulled out two nipple clamps that he placed on her swollen and mistreated breasts, listening to her whimper as they bit into her. As she arched her back in pain and mewled he sank to his knees still stradling her ribs.

"Look at me," he said quietly. At first she resisted and he listened to her sobbing for a moment.

"Look at me," he said again, louder and she jerked her head around, the tracks of tears running down her temples. Please..." she sobbed.

He shook his head. "You are a slave. A possession. A plaything. You have no voice unless I ask for it. You have pain if I desire it, you have pleasure if I desire it. You say you submit but you still have not learned your lesson, you still think you can beg and affect your owner with your cries. You will learn true slavery."

He slowly began to undo the ropes that bound her and she gasped in relief but could hardly move her arms. Roughly he grasped her forearm and pulled her to her feet, the flogger sliding from her pussy to the floor. He removed the clamps and she sucked in air as the blood returned to her nipples. She trembled fearfully as he pulled her towards the door of the room and pressed a button before exiting.

She walked, marked by her beating and bondage, not meeting the eyes of those she passed who knew she had been punished. She did look up when they came to one of the crossroads of corridors - to see the guards who were waiting to tie her to the cross. "Feel free to have her first," Mark said to the guards. "Let me know if you hear any rumours of her complaining. Use the prod to keep her in line if need be. Make sure she gets little sleep tonight."

Mark turned on his heel, listening out for any sound of complaint - or would she have begun to learn that slaves had no voice, no mind, no choice - unless given it by their owners?
 
~ Tina did not know how much more she could handle.. at the hands of Mark... she had begged her submission.. but it was simply to stop the pain... He saw right thru her... an only brought more pain... intense pain... she could not escape... not into her mind... He was breaking her... slowly.. and she and He both knew it...

Back to the cross... as the guards hands grasped her.. she heard Mark's words in her mind...

"You are a slave. A possession. A plaything. You have no voice unless I ask for it. You have pain if I desire it, you have pleasure if I desire it."

her head hung down as the words snaked thru her mind.. tightening like a noose about her throat...

"You will learn true slavery."

She was lashed to the cross... the pain she felt.. both physically.. and emotionally... was evident on her face.. in her eyes...

She stayed silent.. the only sounds heard.. as Mark turned and walked away was the guard grunting as He undid His pants and pressed into Tina... His cock shoving inside her pussy... He then did hear Tina.. cry out in pain.. as the guard used her...

Tina could not stop the cry that tumbled from her lips as the guard rammed into her... that cry was filled with despair... she looked to Mark as He walked away... tears flowing down her cheeks... her head dropping down as the Guard rocked inside her... she only could feel pain at the moment... no pleasure.. she thought then that she would never feel pleasure again....

The 2nd guard took His turn with her... and once He was finished.. they put the word out to the others...

Tina did not get a moments respite that night.. she was used almost constantly... her cries of pain melted into whimpers... her strength was gone.. she was barely aware of what was happening to her by the time the 5th guard had raped her...

Kyle did not come to her... she was glad... in her painfilled mind... it already hurt deep in her heart when she thought about Kyle... she would never be with Him.. never feel the love she soooo desperately craved... and that thought made her cry...

The Guard using her at that moment did not appreciate her crying as he fucked her.. and pulling back... He hauled off and smacked her... Tina screamed... her head jerking aside at the hard strike... the Guard struck her again.. and again... liking the sounds of her desperate screaming...

She thought she would die there.. then.. she had been beaten in the past.. by foster parents.. boyfriends.. this kind of beating was... different... than what Mark had done to her... The Guard seemed to loose control.. tired of the screaming, complaining slave girls... He took His frustration out of Tina.. He didn't care.. she was nothing more than a slave..

It took 2 other guards to pull him back... She was out cold at this point.. having passed out from the pain minutes before... her mind was screaming... almost growling...

DO NOT GIVE IN...

in those few moments... the Guard... Tina came to find out his name was Derek... had fucked up all the hard training Mark had done... Tina reverted... she was beaten.. she was in constant pain.. and Tina was tired of it... Mark had nearly broken her... perhaps she still would be.. if He managed to play HIs cards right.. but when Tina awoke from that brutal beating on the cross... and it was a full 48 hours later... she was back to square one...

She would NOT answer anyone.. she refused to eat.. drink.. she wanted nothing to do with any of this....

her face was bruised where the Guard had punched her... her belly hurt as well.. she had bruised ribs.. the Medic told Mark she was lucky her ribs were not broken... she was stronger than she looked... He said... this may have killed another girl... she managed to survive...

"LET ME OUT OR KILL ME" she would scream when approached.. she no longer could handle what had been done to her..
not at the moment at least... and she had not seen Mark.. yet.. ~
 
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The slaves enjoyed the guard who had attacked Tina being punished by being made a slave himself. He soon found himself with bruises not just from slaves as his new Mistress turned her back on the beatings but the rest of the guards, as they were not allowed to abuse the people on crosses for a month to instil discipline. The isolation, the pain his Mistress kept him in and the abuse he suffered soon reduced him to a wreck.

There were those among the trainees who circulated rumours that Tina was resisting, that she was still fighting. More myths circulated - that she and Kyle had been able to make love, to fall in love and that together they were a model for the others. Unrest began to circulate and several slaves earned public whippings for insubordination.

Questions now began to be asked as to whether it was worth persisting with Tina's training; there were auctions coming up that could not be disrupted. Mark, though, said he had an idea how she could be dealt with.

It took a while for the bruises to heal and for Tina to recover her mobility but she was still refusing food and water after two days, when she was strapped down and force fed. She was left strapped so she could not make herself bring back the food.

"I won't obey," she called out in the empty room knowing there were people watching her, monitoring her. "Keep me alive, I don't care, I'll never give in," she screamed.

It was towards the end of the day that Mark appeared. He grinned at her defiance at how she spat at him and didn't speak but pulled out the prod and put it between her legs; he saw the look of fear on her face as he pulled the trigger and her body convulsed. As she was semi conscious he undid the straps and pulled her from the chair tying her wrists behind her listening to her slurring obcenities at him as she began to recover from the shock.

"You have proved yourself strong," Mark's words came to her ears. "That was a very foolish thing to do." He roughly gagged her mouth with tape and pulled her over his knee so her buttocks were presented to him; she struggled to escape and once again he sent a shock through her sex, making her scream and fall limp over his knee.

"Your training is over," she was woozy but heard him say, "From now on you are my possession. I will amuse myself with you."

She lay over his lap, her hair trailing on the floor her legs roughly spread by Mark and her hands tied in the small of her back. Tina felt a sharp pain in her thigh as she was injected; he had no intention of letting her escape into her mind while he beat her. Almost to himself he described the paddle he was to begin her spanking with; soon she felt it's lash against her skin.

The blows landed on her pert bottom and very soon she was made sore. The pain which began there seemed to flow into her body and soon she quivered under the steady, continuing slaps from the paddle. She moaned in pain but with the part of her mind that was still hers she tried to call out her hatred for him for everything in that place from behind the tape that covered her lips.

Mark ignored her and used a heavier paddle the crack of it against her red and tender rear loud and followed by her cries of pain. Suddenly she was aware he had stopped his cruel blows and she felt him pull her up by her hair roughly to her feet and then his hands went round her to her sensitive hot buttocks and as he pinched her watched her face contort into a grimmace.

He dragged her out of the sick bay then and back towards his rooms where he locked her up as she had begun, in this terrible place, in a cage like an animal with water and a bucket to use. He grinned evilly and got out his prod and pushed it through the bars watching her try and evade it's hated touch. He moved around trying to catch her as she, still with tied hands and taped mouth wriggled away from him. She knocked the bucket over and huddled in the corner and then quickly moved across as he came around. Eventually though she tired and he caught her hip and she squealed and fell to the floor of the cage with a cry of pain.

He watched as she sobbed; though still she might be unbroken, he stood over her waiting for her to recover a little so she would hear his chilling words.

"Welcome to the rest of your life, slave." He kicked the bars and left her for the night.
 
"Your training is over. From now on you are my possession. I will amuse myself with you."

It was those words.. that Mark had uttered before His ... punishment... His beating... His bringing her pain.. again... began.... that snaked over and over thur her mind...

"From now on you are my possession."

The hated slave prod... was brought forth.. her screams silenced by the gag... yet still those horrible.. desperate sounds.. seemed to make it thru as He tortured her... the beating with the paddle.. His words... the prod... everything....

Now.. she was locked in that cage.. where this nightmare had begun... hands bound... gagged... beated... tortured... in pain... she cowered in the corner as He turned to leave finally... His words echo in her ears...

"Welcome to the rest of your life, slave."

The darkness was overwhelming... and she lay there crying... trying to understand why SHE had been chosen for this.. and why she had been so horribly abused for simply being... human... was it her fault that guard had beaten her... and she had reacted with pure hatred.. maybe... maybe it was.. she thought... NO NO.. her mind tried to scream at her... NOT YOUR FAULT....

This would be her life... locked in a cage like an animal... beaten...abused... pain... humiliation... the other girls had spoken about being "wanted"... even Mark had spoken about the "good" life that a good slave could live when well trained and with the right Master... She had felt love... at least tenderness.. from Kyle.. now she was sure she would never be allowed near him again... She would never feel love... her life would never be anything more than that of a worthless animal... she had wanted.. needed.. comfort after such a brutal beating and only got more pain... "why" she whimpered.. over and over ... "why"....

She curled up... her eyes finally closing in complete exhaustion...

"Welcome to the rest of your life, slave."

Those words invaded her dreams... she heard nothing else as the night past.. and morning came.... all she could hear... see.. was Mark.. and His voice... "you are my possession."
"Welcome to the rest of your life"
"yessss Master" she whispered in return..
 
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Morning came and Mark unlocked the cage and dragged Tina out and stood her up roughly. He took her to the bathroom and with a rough cloth and cold water he washed her body. He used a threadbare towel to dry her off before pulling the tape from her mouth and brushing her teeth, forcing the brush in her mouth his hand in her hair. He flicked her still sensitive rear with the towel and laughed as she flinched.

He put her over his knee again before they left that morning, reddening her backside with a heavy paddle before finishing by parting her legs and slapping her pussy. He then got a black leather collar and a heavy leash and put it round her neck. "Stay on your feet and get a move on," he ordered and tugged on the lead, dragging her into the corridor. He took her back to the medical rooms and asked them to force feed her and to get someone to take her back to his rooms and put her in the cell.

Once again she was strapped to a leather examination chair and her mouth forced open, tubes inserted into her throat. She gagged and struggled but felt the hunger being sated against her will. She was then left alone still restrained to allow the food to digest before she would be taken back to Mark's rooms. The stillness, the quiet was broken by the door being softly opened and Kyle came in.

She gasped as he smiled at her and as they were alone he quickly kissed her.

"Kyle," she whispered.

"I can take you back to Mark's room," he said and she shook her head in disbelief that this had been allowed. Quickly he opened the restraints and she slid aganst him her arms around his naked body. He kissed the top of her head and held the leash to lead her back to the rooms.

Once there she explained about the cage she had been kept in and Mark's treatment of her as she stood close to her only friend in all her terrible experiences. He stroked her back and asked her how she was holding up.

She looked defiant but also said she just wanted to know why she had been chosen. "I'd do anything if they'd just let me go - I wouldn't tell anyone," she said.

Kyle kissed her gently, sympathetically; his hands grazed her buttocks and she whimpered.

"Mark, the bastard," she spat, "he's going to keep me like this forever," she growled.

Kyle kissed her deep and long and she returned the kiss eagerly.

"You're so kind," she murmured, "I hope you get away from here soon."

They both heard the door open and Tina pushed away from Kyle, fearful of getting him into trouble. Mark walked in and smiled and Kyle slowly walked over to him and the two shook hands. Tina's mouth fell open and she was unable to speak.

"She's still very defiant," said Kyle with a glance of contempt at the young woman who slowly was realising what had happened.

"Still wants to get away?" Mark asked.

Kyle nodded. "Yes, she's always been resisting every time we've been together," he said. "I think you may be stuck with the little bitch Mark."

He shrugged. "Doesn't matter, gives me a plaything. Thanks a lot Kyle, see you in the Trainer's bar later."

Tina shook her head; she wanted to sob in frustration. Kyle wasn't a slave - he was anothe trainer working to find out how she was resisting.

Mark walked over and put his hand round her throat. "You've no friends here. You never have had. You're a fuck toy." Roughly he bundled her into a pitch black room, cosed and locked the door and left her.
 
~ Dragged from the cage... beaten yet again.. her voice was hoarse from her screaming... yet she refused to beg Him to stop... because she knew He would not... she did not know how to make Him stop... she did not know how to please Him... she never had...

Dragged from the room... strapped down and force fed.. that was something that nearly made her sick.. she would have to eat.. this was not something she wanted to deal with again... He had won... at least in that small area.. she would beg to eat.. beg to be allowed to eat...

Then... Kyle... His touch... His voice... His kiss... only He made her feel better... even for the few moments they were together.. she could not believe that He was allowed to bring her back to Mark's rooms... and her mind began to wonder ... why?? Why was this being allowed... but the thoughts came too late...

She was blindsided... as she stood there... watching in utter and complete disbelief as Kyle SHOOK MARK'S HAND.. and spoke to HIM.. as a FREE PERSON...

Her mind screaming at her.. KYLE WAS NOT A SLAVE.. HE WAS A TRAINER... HE HAD LIED.. HAD USED HER.. FOOLED HER... ONLY TO HELP IN BREAKING HER....

She could not move... she stood there staring as Mark and Kyle spoke...

"I think you may be stuck with the little bitch Mark."

The words hit her harder than any whip.. any paddle.. or crop.. or flogger... those words.. coming from Kyle hurt her worse than anything she had yet to feel from Mark or anyone else for that matter...

She had let herself feel something for Kyle.. to fall in love with Him.. at least she was beginning too...

It took every ounce of strength she had not to fall to her knees and sob... her breath held.. she was quivering as Kyle left the room and Mark approached her...
She managed to meet His gaze as His hand encircled her throat...

"You've no friends here. You never have had. You're a fuck toy."

She could not respond... but deep in her eyes... as He stared into them... her walls began to break away... she had nothing... she felt everything falling away from her.. and as she was shoved into a cold.. dark ... room... the door behind her slammed... locked... she fell to her knees then... her face in her hands... she felt her heart break into what felt like a hundred peices... she felt any protective walls she had up come crashing down... she had nothing.. she was nothing.. and the ONLY one who had NOT lied to her... thru all of this... was .... MARK.....

In the darkness.. in the chill... she cried... she was nothing... "I am nothing... nothing more than a fuck toy... I will never be loved... never be happy.... I am nothing... "

She fell asleep finally.. on the cold floor... to those words coursing thru her mind... "I am nothing"...
 
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~ When Tina awoke.. she had no conception of time.. she was still in the darkness.. the cold... alone... she lifted her head from the hard floor... her eyes could not peirce the blackness...

Slowly.. she began to crawl... she wanted to find a wall.. someplace where she would feel a little safer.. while she waited for ... Mark.. to come and get her...

Her heart sank at the thought... she belonged to Mark now... she was His slave... her worst nightmare had come true... Kyle was a traitor.. the one person she had trusted in here had only used her... had been seeking to break her... she was punished for a beating she did not instigate... and now she was enslaved... to Mark... the one man she hated more than anyone...

Or did she... Kyle had betrayed her... she had been falling in love with Him... when His name crossed her mind.. she felt something... she was not sure if it was hatred or love.. but whatever it was.. the feeling was intense... she could turn that easily to hatred...

IN the darkness.. she sat with her back now against the wall... she had no more tears to cry... now she just waited... to see what would happen next.. and her hatred for Kyle... grew.... ~
 
Mark, busy with a new trainee decided to leave Tina in the cell for the day. He didn't bother thinking about her too much; he knew that he wanted to break her, have her sold at auction but if not then he was amuse himself with her until he was bored of her - and then...

Going back to his rooms in the evening he moved around noisily letting her know he was there, knowing she would be hungry and thirsty, desperate for the bathroom if she had not already been forced to relieve herself in the room.

He listened and heard the faintest of knocking at the cell door and smiled to himself.

"What's that noise?" He stood by the door.

"Your slave Sir," he heard the muffled voice, "Please may I come out I ..I need..." she couldn't speak and he laughed and opened the door. She covered her eyes, kneeling naked at the entrance. She settled back on her haunches and then leaned forward to kiss his boots.

"Sir, please may I use the bathroom?"

"Go, now," he barked and watched her run away quickly. As well as releiving herself she sucked water from the tap eagerly, desperately and he came to the door and watched her. She looked in the mirror as he stood in the doorway and their eyes met.

"Out here," he said and resignedly she washed her hands and face quickly and walked out her head bowed not knowing what to expect.

He had ordered food; it was laid out in the main room on tables. Her mouth watered. "Stand there, arms behind your back - grasp your forearms, do you need to be told everything?"

He took a seat and began to select from the plates what he wanted. He turned on a TV and for a moment the news of the outside world distracted her from the sight of the food and drink.

Her lip began to tremble as she was tormented by sights and smells of food, by the news of the world beyond the Academy. He looked up after 10 minutes and asked, "you would like to eat again properly?"

Her head bowed she murmured, "yes please Master."

"Come, take a seat, select what you desire. After you have eaten you will masturbate for me. If you can't climax you will pretend to, so I know you are ready to be sent to the brothel if I tire of you."
 
~ she looked at the food... it all looked delicious to her... the thought of having to masterbate for Him was cast aside at the moment as she took a plate.. and was allowed to choose what she wished to eat... He had ordered everything from fresh fruit.. to warm bread.. to shrimp... chicken.. and a selections of steamed vegetables...

She picked what she wanted... in reality she wanted it all.. but she was careful to chose what would not upset her deprived belly... she had been told to take a seat... but she wanted to watch the news.. and desperately catch up on what was going on in the outside world...

She paused... before looking to Him... and doing something .. on her own... she moved to His side and lowered to her knees... still holding the plate of food...

"please.. may I watch the news... even for just a little while..."

Her definance was gone.. at least at the moment... she was confused and scared.. and that ... made her compliant... He simply nodded and sat back...

She was grateful... and watched and listened with great interest.. there really was a world outside of this horrible place... How.. how could she get back there... How.. she knew now that no amount of definance was going to get her free'd... she had been beaten... betrayed... She had no one... Mark had been sooo right about that.. no friends.. no one to trust... she had nothing.. she was nothing... again Mark was right about that...

She finished her food... and lifting to her feet... she made her way to the sink in the bathroom to rinse her plate.. more of a habit than a slave thing... and she placed it on the side of the table.. away from the food ... she poured herself a glass of water... she had not asked.. but had assumed that the "select what you desire" covered a drink as well...

Once she was done... she knew what she had to do next... did she want to.. NO.. not at all... but she had no choices... she had to learn that... Tina had no choices.... He wished her to masterbate... she would have to masterbate... what she wanted to do was ask Him.. beg Him to tell her what He was ultimately going to do with her... She wanted to beg Him to tell her how to please Him... because she honestly had no idea...

A true slave... He had said He would turn her into a true slave.. Tina wanted to know what that was... but she wondered if she would ever get the answer.... Lowering to her knees... her mind occupied on pondering what a .. true slave.. was.... she crawled along the floor to His feet.... her naked form prowled along the floor.. with a never before seen feline grace... her back arching slightly... the muscles moving with a fluid motion that she had never really shown... she was not thinking... about being a slave... but she was moving like one... unbidden... and naturally...

A true slave... she turned the words over and over in her mind.. a true slave... was it really about training...?? Any body.. male or female.. can be trained... or terrorized... into obeying.. would that make them a true slave...?? Tina did not think so...being a true slave came down to what was inside.. and how to bring that out.. how to break the barrier... and lure forth what was inside... that is what Tina thought at least...

She found herself at Mark's feet... and again.. without conscious thought .. she lowered her head to brush her lips to His boots.. she hated His boots... yet her lips kissed each...

She had so many questions.. yet she remained quiet... she lifted once more... to her knees... widening the part to her thighs... arching her back ever so slightly... she HATED masterbating this way... yet her fingers of one hand dipped into the soft folds of her pussy... and her quiet gasp was heard... her other hand went to a breast.. and began a gentle massage... it.. it actually felt good... only with... Kyle... had anything intimate felt really good... but wait.. wait.. that was not true... Mark had brought her pleasure... she did not want to admit it... but He had... and again... He.. had not lied to her... not once.. thruout her whole ordeal.... She had closed her eyes as she pleasures herself... letting her mind again go over so many different things... Mark... Kyle... slavery... she pushes a finger into her sex.. and finds herself wet... dripping.. and as one finger.. than another ... delve within.. they slip out glistening with her own sweetness.. she rocking her hips slightly... slanting her eyes open.. she looks upon Mark... her skin was flush... heated... her lips were quivering... both nipples were now swollen.. she having manipulated first one then the other.. all this... at His feet... as He... silently watched....

He had told her to climax... or pretend to.. she could pretend easily... but she knew that was wrong.. deep inside.. she knew that was not what she would do....

She began that gentle stimulation of her finger to her clit... her body jumped... shook... she began to moan.. low... a sound that came from deep inside... she arches back further.. to allow Him a better view... her cries more insistant now...

She suddenly realized she wanted Him to take her... she desperately needed someone to hold her... to want her... and that someone.. was Mark.... tears formed in her eyes at that realization... she had no one else... so her needs were turning to the only One who was there... the only One she could go to ... Mark...

"please... " she suddenly begged... a whisper that slipped from her lips.... "please... Master... " her voice trembled... she was scared He would punish her for speaking... for not cumming yet.. for daring to beg Him... yet again she begged... "please... Master... use me... take me... I... need... Your touch... Master... please"
 
He watched Tina's behaviour carefully and as she bent to kiss his boots he smiled knowing that the action was becoming instinctive to her that occasionally her body overcame her mind; it was learning to avoid pain and slowly eroding her will.

He watched her kneel and display herself to him, her thighs parting her hand gliding down her body to touch herself, spread her pussy for him to see as she fondled her womanhood for him. He could see that she was slowly beginning to enjoy the feelings she brought herself and was becoming oblivious to his voyeurism.

He watched and grew aroused as her fingers slipped inside her sex as he saw her wetness on them as she moved in and out of her heated canal. He watched her face flush under his gaze as he saw her other hand play with her breasts, erect her nipples for him.

He watched as her wet fingers began to swirl on her clit and the way she moved her body to allow him to see everything. He listened to her moans and then - her voice. He saw her face and the tears trickling down her cheeks.

"Please... Master...use me... take me... I... need... Your touch... Master... please." Her voice cracked with need as she spoke.

His face grew angry - surely she should know by now never to ask, not even beg but to obey. He was about to strike her when he suddenly changed his mind and slid off the sofa to kneel with her. She whimpered and a half smile crossed her face as he pulled off his shirt. She raised her free hand to caress his face to run down his chest and play with his nipple.

He reached forward and took her hand from between her legs; her body undulated and her hips pushed forward with need, she had brought herself to the edge of a climax for him. She breathed deep as he stripped off and showed her his aroused sex. Moving neaer he embraced her his mouth finding hers with passion, his tongue invading quickly and playing with hers. His hands played on her back on the cheeks of her ass; even though still sore Tina didn't mind - it was another human, caring for her. She sobbed against his shoulder clinging to him thrusting her body towards him hoping he would take more.

He smiled, pleased that he hadn't wasted this opportunity to see just how dependent on him she had become. Everyone had betrayed her - except him. He had been teaching her for a place in high society, a place in luxury. If she had only obeyed - but now her world revolved around the whims of a sadist and because it was all she had, she gave herself to the man she called Master now without question.

"Lie down," he ordered and quickly she obeyed keeping her legs spread.

He leaned forward his face over hers. "You are a fuck toy slave," he said simply and as the purple head of his cock felt the wetness and heat of her sex he pushed roughly inside, taking her, using her sex for his pleasure.

He kept his upper body off her so he could see her face as his cock pummelled her cunt. He gave no thought to her pleasure but she mewled and her legs closed around his as he hips pushed up meeting the faster and faster thrusting of his own. Her hands ran up his muscular back trying to pull him to her.

It took him only a couple of minutes to finish and he grunted as he shot the seed inside her. She clawed his back, eager to climax her hips still pushing up trying to grind her clit against him but he simply drew a deep breath and pulled his cock out of her letting the cum still in him dribble over her. She moaned and slowly her hips stilled their hungry thrusting and she lay unsatisfied.

He stood up and went to a chair and patted his knee; her stomach lurched as she knew he meant for her to lie over him for a spanking. She bit back words and surmounted his knees with her sinuous body, her sex still aching with the nearness of orgasm.

She felt the paddle strike her and heard him speak. "You are my slave - my property. I don't want to know what you want," with the sentence came the blows that made her squal as her ass reddened with heat.

"You do NOT ask for anything - I should have your tongue taken out but I'm still hoping you might be sold," the beating continued, as he reddened her inner thighs too and she squealed. She then felt the cold plastic of a vibrator invade her sex and moaned. Even though it didn't reach her clit - and she so wanted to touch the wet erect organ - his words told her, "let's see if you can come this way." He turned the vibrator on high and continued a steady regular beating of her buttocks.
 
~ His touch... altho hated... was soo desperately needed.. and when He took her.. on the floor... she felt at least some of that need being sated... but ... as she writhes under HIs body... His cock thrusting hard and fast into and out of her... her emptyness still remained... Tina still felt as if she were nothing.. she hoped that by begging Mark.. and He taking her... she would at least feel... human... at least feel .. something... all she felt was more alone... and more... slave... and she did not like the combination of the 2... when He came inside her... she ached to reach her own orgasm... anything to make her feel some sort of pleasure beyond the simple physical... His nearness helped... and she knew her dependence on Him was growing... she had been betrayed by the ONLY one whom she THOUGHT loved her... she was open and vunerable... and Mark was the only one there...

She heard His words in her mind.. "You are a fuck toy.. slave"... He could not even say "my fucktoy" and that made Tina feel more worthless... more nothing..

He left her .. panting.. and unfulfilled... tears had coursed down her cheeks... altho she stayed silent in her despair.. when He patted His knee.. she knew what He was going to do... pain... more... pain...

She crawled to where He sat... and slid over His lap... her head down... she felt broken and vunerable.. she desperately needed comfort and all she got.. was another beating.. more pain...

The hard strike made her cry out.... HIs words harsh and cruel...

"You are my slave - my property. I don't want to know what you want,"

Each sentance.. each pause.. brought another hard strike against her ass... she began to cry.. unable to stay silent.. each cry accented by a painfilled moan...

"You do NOT ask for anything - I should have your tongue taken out but I'm still hoping you might be sold,"

She was sobbing now... she hated that He could reduce her to this.. but she had no strength to fight what was happening... she was shaking over His lap... uncontrollably... when she felt the hard thrust of a vibrator...

"let's see if you can come this way."

Her sex was penetrated with the large hard toy.. and it was switched on... her sobs turned to unwanted moans... her body reacts to what was happening.. that horrible.. mingling of pain.. and pleasure.. He did not stop the paddle from striking her... He putting more force behind it... He had her moaning and crying.. she did not know how much longer she could stand it.. pain/pleasure... pleasure/pain... she wanted to beg Him to stop or let her cum.. but she dared not... her nails dig into His leg as He continues... and she finally does cum... her body shuddering upon Him.. her cries of pain.. of pleasure.. ripping from her throat... she was lost to the sensations.. and when He pulled the vibrator from her.. and pushed her off HIs lap to the floor.. she lay there... trembling.. and crying... a soft sound that she fought to control...

Finally she lifts her head... looking at Him... she was HIs slave.. yet He wished to sell her... she was nothing... to Him or anyone else... He was the only one she had.. yet He did not want her ..... just as Kyle had not... just like all of her past foster parents.. back into her child hood... she had always been nothing... she always would be....

She wanted to beg Him to not sell her... He was all she had... she wanted to beg Him to tell her how to please Him... she would do anything.... but a lesson had been well learned.. she dared not speak... her belly to the floor... she laid her head to His boots...

She did not know what else to do... she did not know how to please Him.. how to stop the pain... how to survive.. her life lay with Him... He was all she had... in her mind she vowed to try and please Him... she felt broken .. and so very alone.. ~
 
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He bundled her into the cell again and the blackness surrounded her that night. She was exhausted and was still alseep when she felt him kick against her hip to wake her.

"Out, wash yourself and eat," he barked, "you're going to work."

He took no notice of her as he readied himself for the day. When she had breakfasted he came to her with a shiny black mask; she noticed the gag that entered her mouth and pressed her tongue down only as he was putting it on her.

"Since you can't control your tongue in public I will do it for you," he said cruelly and simply as the mask was tied in position. He walked out of the door and she followed her arms held behind her meekly.

She was taken among another group of women and assigned to toilet cleaning in the various public spaces in the Academy. She then had to await being called by Trainers to their rooms to clean them. She already knew that she could expect abuse from them if they felt like it; she was not even a trainee any more but lower than that; an object almost.

The first trainer she went to was a hefty man with a small red haired slave woman who looked broken and obedient. He laughed at her masked face. "Bit talkative are we? Seems you're in need of some correction."

He told his slave to fetch a strap on and to fuck Tina as he masturbated over Tina's breasts; afterwards he didn't allow her to wash until she had finished cleaning the room. The day wore on with abuse and manual work. Though she had a break when Mark came and undid the mask and sat with her as she ate, away from the other women so she could not speak to them, she was tired at the end of the day.

That night he shaved her pussy, clearly enjoying the job as he told her of his mistreatment of a new charge he had.

"She isn't made of your stern stuff - she will soon be obedient." He patted her sex dry and let her stand up as he went to the other room and turned on the television. He wondered if she had learnt her lessons well and if she would now try and please him in some way, even though all she seemed to have to look forward to was menial work and abuse.
 
~ The darkness of that horrible cell surrouned her yet again.. she almost begged Him for mercy... but again.. a lesson learned.. she remained quiet... but lay in the shadows crying quietly after He left her there... until she finally fell into a deep... exhausted sleep....

She never heard the door the next morning... just felt His harsh kick against her hip...

"Out, wash yourself and eat," he barked, "you're going to work."

Again she almost questioned Him... but she did not.. instead He heard "yes... Master" slip from her lips...

She showered...and ate... rinsing her plate when she finished... that was where He approached her.. mask in hand... her eyes widened when she saw it and she backed up a step... but had no where to go... the sink directly behind her...

"Since you can't control your tongue in public I will do it for you," His voice had a cruel edge to it... she felt as if He hated her as much as she did Him... she wondered.. as the mask was fastoned in place.. the .. effectively silencing her... she wondered if this had now become a battle of wills.. of some sort... He would push and push and push her until she snapped and then she would be killed... was that it.. did He want to "win".. her confused mind rambled on and on as she followed Him down the halls of the Academy... she felt other slaves stare at her... other Trainers using what was happening to her as a training tool for their own slaves...

Her and several others were send to clean the toilets... Tina did her best ... at least there was no pain invloved and this was just basic cleaning... she did not really mind it too much...

She was then summoned to a Trainer's room for cleaning.. this she knew.. would be much different.. for once in the Trainer's room.. He could .. and probably would.. do anything He pleased... This trainer was a shorter heavy set man with dark hair and very bad skin.. He reminded her of "Fat Bastard" from those movies she had seen.. so long ago.. when she had been free... but the thought did make her smile under the mask.. at least for a moment...

This Trainer had a red haired slave.. a girl that Tina did not recognize... but it was obvious she was broken and obediant.. the girl was terrified.. Tina could see the marks that had been left on the girl from her recent beating...

Tina ignored the Trainer's comment about being talkative.. but could not ignore what she heard Him say after that... a strap on... SHIT .. SHE HATED THOSE...

Tina almost backed away... but the memory of pain.. of darkness... of Mark.. stopped her... she did as told.. presenting her ass and pussy to the slave girl.. who had no earthly clue what she was doing with taht strap on.. Tina was dry when she rammed that thing inside her and she screamed despite the gag.. with the fat bastard in front of her... she was raped... she felt as if she were being torn apart... the Trainer emptying his balls all over her face and chest... and that scent clung to her as she cleaned His room.. He finding it very amusing to see the cum covered slave this way... while He fucked His own trainee then.. Tina looked at the girl's face... and saw pure misery...

At another Trainer's suite of rooms... Tina was thrown against the wall.. and attacked.. He liked to feel his female's crying... begging.. well Tina could not beg.. since she wore the mask.. so he settled for her crying and despair as He painfully raped her... first using His fist.. or trying... then His cock... banging her against the wall.. He threw her down when she did not cum... He ordered her to clean His room.. she tried... but He was not happy with anything Tina did... again she found herself against the wall being raped.. this time up the ass... she screamed behind the gag and claws at the wall.. thrown to the floor a wicked kick and she was tossed out of the room... another slave going in to see if "she" could "clean" it right..

She got a break when Mark returned... He approached her as she stood at the wall...she was trembling.. and in pain... but when He appraoched Tina dropped to her knees before Him... she laying her head to His boots... the mask preventing her from kissing the leather... but she was glad to see HIm... and prayed He would not hurt her as well...

He pulled her up by her hair.. and removed the mask.. He told her to fetch food from the lunch cart for herself.. and she did.. moving a bit slowly because of being sore... she ate quietly... not daring to speak ... she looking down..

She was sent back to work that afternoon.. and more abuse... from the Mistress who bit her nipple so hard she drew blood... to the trainer who summoned a male slave and watched him fuck Tina... giving him position instructions thru out...

She was exhausted by the end of the day... and in pain... she was given a test ... she was told to return to her Master's suite of rooms... with no escort...

Tina did exactly that... when she meekly knocked on Mark's door... He found her kneeling outside the room.. shivering... He stepped aside and she crawled in... head down... her naked body quaking from the stress of the day...

He did not speak.. not right away... instead she was bathed and He shaved her sex bare... the bath had soothed her and she did not move as He shaved her... the mask... had been removed.. yet Tina remained as silent as if it had still been in place....

He spoke then.. as He shaved her.. telling her of His day.. and His new trainee... she listened... and nodded... but did not speak... she wanted to.. but was terrified too.. He did not aske her any questions so speaking was not allowed...

He left her then.. and she stood... stretching a bit... arching her back... she heard Him turn on the TV... He had not summoned her... not given her a command... she stood there in bathroom for a few moments.. the turned... she hated this... HATED that she sought Him out.. but that was what she did... she desperately wanted to talk to Him... anything... so she lowered to the floor and crawled... like an animal... she crawled across the bedroom and out to the den where He sat... she pauses before going to His chair... she was near tears again... but she kept them at bay as she kissed HIs bared feet this time... soft tendrils of her hair tickled the surface of His feet...

She did not say anything.. one would think she did not have a voice... instead she moved to the side of the chair... curling up there... if He would not talk to her.. at least she could hear the TV and glance at it... she knew He hated her... again she wondered why He bothered.. why not just kill her and be done with it... what did He want to do... break her into a hundred peices... snap her mind... win..He wanted to Win.. that had to be it... He had won... her crawling in here proved that...

Swallowing slowly... she laid her head down... tears glistening in her eyes... she just wanted to hear His voice.. anything .. anything for her to feel... at least.. that she was... not nothing... not alone... not hated... but all she heard was the TV...

"How do I please You" she whispered to herself.. hoping He did not hear her.. "how.... "
She hated that at the end of the day.. like the day prior.. she ended up at His feet.. wondering how to please Him.. He was reducing her to someone who could not even think for herself... He was ripping her apart... emotionally.. mentally... and it was working.. ~
 
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~ Mark never acknowledged her that night.. at least not that she saw or heard... she was locked in the darkness again... He had to have know how that drove her to near madness.. alone .. the dark.. and only her own thoughts..

Hours.. passed... hours... and more hours.. Mark did not come... more hours passed... and Tina knew something.. was not right... hours turned to days.. it felt like days.. she heard nothing in the other room.. no indication of Mark even being there... this was not good.. not good at all..

What she did not know.. was that early that next morning.. Mark had been summoned... He was called to task about His "failure" with Tina.. His perfect record was stained.. and even tho the newest trainee... Linna... was working out fine.. Linna was weak minded and easy to manipulate... that had been obvious from the moment she had been targeted.. but Tina.. Tina was a whole other story... Some actually thought that Mark had an.. "attatchment" to the beautiful.. but willful and difficult slave... this was something Mark vehemently denied...

48 hours.. He was grilled for 48 hours.. and Tina was left alone in the dark for that same amout of time... her mind nearly ready to snap.. had she not been as strong willed as she was.. ~
 
There were always tensions in the Academy's leadership. There was a need to maintain a steady throughput of highly saleable assets - and Tina had been earmarked as one of those.

Many slaves who had shown spirit and fight, when broken, retained that little edge of individuality; it was that which the true connoisseur sought out.

"We're a little worried," Cormac Barlow sipped the wine that had been poured for Mark and himself. Mark inclined his head and mirrored the deputy head of the Academy's sip with his own glass.

"The girl - Tina - is proving difficult."

Mark nodded in acknowledgement. "Yes, she is, I knew it would be hard to defeat her."

"And now - you are keeping her as a personal possession?" Barlow asked.

Mark smiled. "I see the rumours that I wished to circulate in the Academy have reached your ears too. Yes, I want them to think that; it allows me to keep her isolated from everyone."

Barlow nodded and smiled; Mark was his best trainer, he knew he would have his reasons for his actions. "Will it work?" he asked.

Mark nodded. "She has been close to breaking from the usual techniques until an incident with a guard that brought her defiance again to the surface. This time she has been deprived of all the contacts that she relied upon. Kyle's betrayal worked particularly well I thought."

Barlow smiled. "Now, her abuse will continue. She is certainly totally dependent upon me and is frightened. I intend to ensure that is used to my advantage. If you will allow it, I have a plan I would like to discuss with you..."

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Tina had sobbed herself hoarse in the dark room now begrimed with her own waste and her body desperate for water and food. She had clawed every part of the walls but found no way out. She was sure she had been left to die. Then, she heard movement onthe other side of the door and beat it with her hands, calling out. The light flooded the cell and she covered her eyes and fell forward onto the carpet beyond the door.

The man who picked her up wasn't Mark. He sent in a slave to clean the cell and gave Tina water from a bottle; she drank it deeply but knew not to rush or she'd bring it back up. She then showered and on returning she saw that there was food also and she sighed in relief and began to take in the appearance of the tall black man who had released her, a trainer she hadn't seen before. She didn't know what to do but eventually she met his eyes and murmured, "sir may I ask? Where is my Master?"

He shook his head. "You may have a change of Master," he came closer, his mouth close to her ear and said, "some people seem to think he's losing his touch. You a bit feisty? Couldn't get you to be a good girl?" he said in a deep voice and with a lascivious smile he came to her and lifted her breasts eagerly. "For me I hope get you, to be able to teach you some respect." He tweaked her nipples cruelly.

She winced, blushed and lowered her eyes, her mind in turmoil; what had happened to Mark? She continued to eat and drink thankful that she was alive. Suddenly she realised how strong her desire for life was; she didn't want to escape the Academy through death - perhaps if she could allow herself some training that would get her sold, on the outside there was more chance of fleeing...

Her thoughts were interrupted by voices at the door.

"These are my rooms, stand aside!" The guard waiting there did as he was told.

Mark!

She shivered at the harshness of his voice and couldn't help but look at his face as he came in. The first think she noticed was the bruising around his eye - what had happened?

He smiled at the other trainer and they shook hands. Mark laughed as the black man confessed he hoped to get hold of her.

"No, I'm back now, sorry to disappoint you."

When the slave had finished cleaning they were alone Mrk's face held the anger she had known and she felt cold fear run over her body and she fell to her knees lowering her eyes.

"Stand up," he said quietly and waited for her to obey. "Look at me." She slowly, nervously, lifted her gaze. As she watched he took off his shirt and turned around, showing her the lash trails on his back. He turned around to face here and she swallowed, uncertain what to do and fearing to speak; she began to tremble.

"You, bitch, are responsible for those lines - for this," he pointed to the bruise on his face. He reached out and she screwed up her eyes and flinched in fear but felt his hand on the side of her face, a gentle touch. Tears escaped her eyes and she shook her head against his hand. She had felt that touch before from him - the tenderness that hid his cold sadism and now she sensed his real anger at her.

"I have friends here who have turned their backs on me, they see me as having failed," he continued in the same cool, even tones. "That's not very good is it? You didn't like it when your friends here turned their backs on you, did you? You don't like being all alone do you?" He stepped closer and placed his hands on her shoulders.

She mewled in fear and looked at hime with damp eyes. She opened her mouth to speak and saliva clung between her lips. "Please Sir," she whispered her voice cracking, "don't hurt me," he could feel her trembling under his palms.

He stepped still closer and she could feel the heat of his body through his clothes; his hands pushed her shoulders back and she flinched, unable to resist. "Please," she sobbed and could say no more.

My work has been questioned," he hissed and she felt his breath on her face as she whimpered and shook uncontrollably. "They even asked if I cared for you." He laughed and removing his right hand from her shoulder tugged her nipple and twisted until she lurched forward with a yelp and tried to escape. "They should have asked you, shouldn't they?"

He pushed her away and she stood hunched, uncertain until he put on his shirt and indicated with a click of his fingers she should follow him out. The room they arrived at was dimly lit and warm One wall was a sheet of glass and on the other side, plants coiled luxuriously in a jungle like setting. He twisted her arm up her back and pushed her through a door onto wet earth and with plants lapping at her skin, water dripping on her. He waved his hand at her and shut the door.

She stood and dare not move; there was near darkness and suddenly from nearby she heard his voice.

"When you hear the growl, you'd better get away from it."

Her heart leapt in fear; what was in there with her? She heard the low deep reverbaration - a big cat? She stumbled and fell, crawling quickly away from where it seemed to come from. Then another and the sound of something pushing through the leaves. She screamed and ran blindly in the seemingly never ending mass of plants. Other animal noises now began, woken by the chase.

Mark watched the cameras and laughed as the infra red picked Tina's body heat up as she blundered through the plants. Of course there were no animals chasing her but he could hear her screams of fear not only from the microphones but through the glass.

Eventually she found her way to a small light over a door; tugging at it finally it opened and she stumbled out, muddy and frightened into a small chamber. A girl in a bikini sat reading a book and looked up with a bored expression.

"Welcome to the Academy brothel," she said. She pointed, "showers that way, then clothing, then you'll be given a room by the on-duty madam." She went back to her book.
 
~ Tina's confusion only grew... from being locked in the room for what felt like days... the threat of a new.. trainer... which scared her deeply... could one be .. worse.. than Mark.. she wondered... Mark returning.. having been brutally beaten... because... because of her....

She felt His anger... and even tho He did not punish her as she expected ... His anger hurt... it tore at her... it reinforced her feeling of worthlessness... and she felt... guilty...

She had entertained thoughts of going along with the training to get out and then escape.. those thoughts were cast aside when she saw Mark.. when she felt His anger.. and His hatred.. that was what she perceived it to be... she thought she hated Him... but now she feared that He hated her more....

Now she stood before Him.. trembling...

"You, bitch, are responsible for those lines - for this"

She cringed back when He pointed to the black eye... tears already gliding down her cheeks.. her fault.. this.. this was all her fault... When He reached His hand out.. she expected to be struck.. and struck hard... but instead His touch was gentle.. tender.. she had felt that before.. she craved that touch ... from Mark.. that soft gentleness that she knew He could show.. why.. why did He hate her so very much....

"I have friends here who have turned their backs on me, they see me as having failed," he continued in the same cool, even tones. "That's not very good is it? You didn't like it when your friends here turned their backs on you, did you? You don't like being all alone do you?"

"no... " she manages to whisper... her eyes fixed back on the floor.. she was close to breaking down... she did not want to care about what happened to Mark... He only seemed to bring her pain... yet .. once she had felt something sooo different from Him... once....

"My work has been questioned," he hissed "They even asked if I cared for you."

"You can't care for something that is worthless" she murmered more to herself.. her head lowered.. defeated... confused.. how.. how had it ended up like this... if she could have started this all over she would do anything He wished... be the best slave... to stop the pain... the humiliation.. to feel.. worth something... and to prevent what happened to Him... because of her...

The snap of His fingers brought her head up... and obediantely she follows Him.. to yet another room she had never seen... confused .. she is shoved in... plants.. water... dirt.. mud... it felt as if she were outside.. OUTSIDE...
It was dark... warm... humid... and she started to hear sound... that began to make her very nervous..

What was going on... what was happening? Mark was gone... but she heard His voice...

"When you hear the growl, you'd better get away from it."

Growl??? WHAT GROWL?.. her mind screamed... she ran then... she heard the growl.. other noises.. what was this place... why.. why had Mark left her here... to.. to die?? to be torn apart by whatever was in there?? She was completely panicked... and ran blindly thru the heat.. mid.. vegetation...
She had no idea she was being watched...

She was screaming.. in fear... screaming for Mark..."MASTER.. MASTER.. PLEASEEEE.... " but He did not answer.. did not come...

She finally sees a small light.. over a ... door... her twisting mind comprehends.. this is still in the Academy.. and her anger flares up..

"Bastard" she screams.. before stumbling thru the door... falling to her hands and knees...

She looks at the girl sitting there.. bored... in a bikini...

"Welcome to the Academy brothel," she said. She pointed, "showers that way, then clothing, then you'll be given a room by the on-duty madam."

The Academy Brothel... He had her sent to the brothel... she was panting as she stood up... her fear had turned to anger.. what the fuck had she done to deserve this... WHY was she being so punished... she wanted nothing to do with the Brothel.. this bored looking girl .. or the on duty madam...

she turned.. finally figuring out that it was obvious that He had to be watching her....

"NO... " she screamed "Tell me how to please YOU.... and I will do it... but I don't DESERVE THIS... ".... she did not know if she could deal with... or survive without Mark... she did not know if she could handle anyone else.. without HIM there... that sudden realization hit her... He was getting rid of her... and she .. after all she had been thru with Him... was falling apart....

She sunk to her knees... the girl with the book watched with wide eyes... as Tina again screamed...

"TELL ME HOW TO PLEASE YOU... BUT PLEASE... DON'T SEND ME AWAY... MARK... MASTER.. PLEASE".... she had tried to be strong to survive... and it did not work.. she had tried everything she knew.. none of it worked... Mark was in her head... had ripped into her and now... now she was suddenly terrified of NOT being with HIM....

She curled up on the floor... silent now... she did not know what was going to happen... did she even care.. no.. He had thrown her away... nothing mattered anymore ~
 
The girl at the desk pressed the button that summoned help. A guard appeared and an older woman who nodded.

"Get a hose, wash her down," she said to the guard. A few minutes later he reappeared and directed a jet of cold water onto Tina's curled form. She spluttered and turned her back on the water but eventually she was washed clean of the dirt.

She was then picked up by the guard and she looked into his face.

"Please - I want my Master," she said plaintively.

"Well he obviously doesn't want you," said the woman and indicated the guard should follow her. She was put in a bathroom and told to dry herself and be out in two minutes. Mindlessly she obeyed and returned to the woman who took her to a lounge where she was given a tiny skirt and a thin almost see through top to wear.

"Sit there until you're selected," the woman said by way of explanation and left her with three other girls, their faces dulled; Tina didn't know what made them look that way but could guess - fear, beatings and being made to carry out the wishes of whoever came to the brothel.

She sat down and looked at the girls, wanting to talk but they just turned their heads back to magazines which were on the table. Tina picked one up herself, resignedly knowing now she had reached the bottom. Even on the cross someone was coming back for her, even when abused earlier, Mark had been there for her.

Now she had nothing - the cage Mark had kicked and tolds her this was the rest of her life - even that meant there was hope. Here, there was none.

The door opened and a man entered with the older woman who had spoken to her before. Immediately the other two girls stood and struck inviting poses, false smiles on their previously bland faces. Tina sat and this attracted the man's attention.

"She's new," the woman said, "don't know what she can do."

The tall main wore a jacket, jeans and boots - he looked as if he was from the outside. Tina stood up as his eyes inspected her and he nodded, "I'll take her."

Holding out his hand to her she hesitantly reached forward and let him take her fingers in his large hand. The woman showed them to a room; it was decorated with a comfortable bed and soft lights - there was music playing from somewhere.

The stranger came to her and held her body close to him; her need for human contact made her wrap her arms around him, smelling cologne and maleness, feeling his firm body against her.

"Hmmm friendly, ain't you?" he said his hand running up and down her back.

"Do you want me?" Tina said, her mouth on his neck eager for a gentle touch and possibly to speak, to find out more about this man. Was he from the outside? Could he get her out? Would he buy her if she was good to him?

"Sure I want you," he said moving away and pulling off his jacket with a leer. Her hands went to the buttons of his shirt and she threw a coquettish glance his way and then to the bed. "Why don't I ride you?" she whispered, her heart racing at the thought of someone half normal being near her - wanting her!
 
~ her screams to Mark went unanswered... at least by Him... another man... a guard.. and a woman... appeared.... Tina mournfully looked up at them... but did not move... not right away... until the cold water hit her... she was hosed off like an animal.... but at least the mud and dirt were gone...

The guard lifted her... "Please I want my Master" she whimpered...

"Well he obviously doesn't want you," was her answer...

Her head lowered... He had abandoned her... completely and totally... she had no one anymore... she was alone... nothing... unwanted... Mark had abandoned her... the pain she felt inside at that was even deeper.. and hurt more.. than Kyle's betrayal... and as she was led away... tears rolled down her cheeks...

She was given a short black skirt.. and a see thru lace white tank top to wear... the Madam considered make up... but looking at Tina decided her natural beauty would do... her midnight black hair fell in dark silky curls about her face... the woman nodded.. the girl was a stunner... even if she was a difficult slave... the Madam did not think it would be long before someone wanted to use her... Tina had more life in her eyes than the other 3 girls...

"Sit there until you're selected,"

She sat... observing for a moment the other girls... but none were willing to talk or even make eye contact... Tina could see in threir faces.. the beatings... humiliations... rapes... they had to have gone thru... she turned her own head away... thinking of Mark.. and that one fleeting gentle touch to her cheek before He ... He left her here.. her own hand came up to touch her cheek then... He truely had left her ... alone... with no one... and she began to tremble slightly...

She heard the door open... and the Madam enter with a man... but Tina did not strike that ... provocative.. fake pose.. like the others did... she looked up for a moment.. giving a glimpse of her sparkling eyes beneath dark lashes... before looking away...

"I'll take her" He approached Tina and held out His hand.. she reached up.. gliding her trembling slender fingers into His strong grasp... and stood... following Him...

Jason Colter stepped into the room.. Tina at His side... the room had a bed... a comfortable looking bed... a bathroom... closet.. it looked like a pretty decent hotel room.. and soft music was playing in the background...

Tina melted into Jason's arms... He was not bad looking to say the least.. her hazed mind thought.. tall.. with short blonde hair.. green eyes... a nice tan.. He certainly was from outside... muscular.. and His touch... His touch was gentle.. she felt His fingers gliding up and down her spine.. as she presses her body into His.. needing the embrace... the gentle embrace.. of someone ... anyone...

"Hmmm friendly, ain't you?"

" do... do you want me?" she dared to ask... her body was shaking against Him... "do.. you want me?" her voice was soft... and needy...

"Sure I want you,"

He had stepped back.. and was leering at the girl.. as He slipped His jacket off.. and began unbuttoning His shirt...

Tina longed to hear those words... but something deep inside kicked in... betrayal... she had been betrayed... by Kyle... and even by Mark.. was this another... betrayal... He wanted her.. but only right now??? her mind was racing thru everything.. and then it just stopped.... Tina.. she said to herself... he is a human.. he wants you right now... just.. go with it... you.. need this...
and she did need it...

"let me help you... please" she begged... stepping up to Jason and taking over the loosening of his buttons... slowly.. she opened his shirt.. slipping her hands inside... feeling His skin... soft... warm... she leans in and whispers...
"let me ride you... "
She wanted him then... but deep inside.. she wished it were Mark ... and that small thought ate at her...
"let me ride you" she repeated.. as Jason's shirt fell to the floor... she already loosening his belt... opening his zipper.. and sliding his jeans to the floor... she then got to her knees before him... and pulls each boot off.. his underwear following... he sat down on the bed... and she.. arching her back slightly.. slips off the see thru top... she had no panties on.. the skirt was not even close to being in the way... as Jason sat back on the bed... tina crawled over his lap... parting her thighs... straddling him... he was staring at her.. she ... staring back.. but she was not seeing the blonde man before her... she was seeing... MARK... ~
"let me please you... Master" she murmers to herself as her eyes close and she lowers her dripping wet pussy down onto Jason's hard throbbing cock.. it easily gaining entrance into that tight grasp of her sex... she hissing in her breath... again in her mind.. it was Mark she was with... and not this stranger.. ~
 
The days went by and Mark did not appear. Tina was popular; she craved the touch of those who came to the brothel, needing any sign of another person to make contact with.

The men enjoyed her as she orgasmed for them, releasing herself at their touch and acting out their fantasies. The women in control of the brothel liked having her available as she was so eager - she would do anything to be wanted. To ensure she kept her eager neediness they kept her contact with others to a minimum - only the men who visited were the ones she spoke with, she was allowed to please.

She had learnt though - all of this might be a trap - if Kyle could be a plant these men could be too. She didn't ask too much of them, she didn't give away any thought of her escaping. She wondered if these were potential buyers and as such she tried to please them as best she could - if she were ever sold she might be remembered and she could go to them and find someone who wanted her, in some perverted semblance of normality.

As time passed she wondered about Mark - had she seen the last of him? She asked the girls how often new women appeared and what happened to those who left but they simply shrugged or offered no answer. She made eye contact with the madams; though they tended to be older women she wondered if that was an option for her - work her way up to their jobs. As yet none of them had spoken to her other than to issue orders but she hoped it was another possibility.

It was evening just after a client had finished with her that she saw Mark again. He came into her room and closed the door, wearing his usual shirt and dark pants. She gasped, uncertain how to behave. As one of the girls she had had some power - when the man didn't want any special game where she had to be subserviant, she had been able to dictate the sex, to feel in control. Now though - did he expect her to assume the position of the slave? She decided to stay on the bed, her legs curled beneath her and meet his gaze.

He walked over keeping his eyes on hers.

"So, have you enjoyed being a little slut?" He grinned.

Was he going to take her away now? There were some feelings for him still - he having been the only one who hadn't lied, the memories of his peculiar tenderness and suppresing his apparent hatred of her. But now - each man here offered her a fantasy of tenderness. Yes, some still beat her but even then she felt wanted, for the time they were together.

She dropped her eyes, suddenly realising what he - this evil man before her - was reducing her to. A needy slut, ready to serve any one, in any way. She drew a ragged breath and clambered off the bed, bending her mouth in the easy gesture of kissing his boots.

Mark smiled in delight, almost feeling the breaking of her spirit. He bent down and slid his hand in her hair and pulled her face up to look at him, her expression one of pain and her hands out, clutching at his legs.

"Who am I?" he said in clipped tones.

"Sir, you are my Master," she replied.

"Fetch the ropes," he said. "And the instruments; I feel you need the lash."

Without a thought she quickly gathered up ropes and he secured her to the bed; a flogger, toys and clamps. He didn't use the latter for some time but reddened her breasts with the flogger and then her thighs and then her sex between outstretched legs.

She writhed.

She counted the lashes when he asked.

She squealed.

When he stopped he grinned evilly at her and stripped naked.

Untying her he said, "now, you will straddle me and take my cock in your pussy. Give me pleasure."

After he had shot his cum into his slut toy he intended to show her a film of trained slaves living in luxury, with some of the people who had visited her in the days before - he would make her want to be sold, make her want to be a slave.
 
~ Tina came to realize... that even tho these men "wanted" her.. it was for fleeting moments... but at least it was something.. something she could cling to...

Mark did not come to her... and late at night.. those few times she was alone... she cried... deep inside she still needed... wanted Him... but she covered those emotions by relishing the touch of so many strangers...

But she had learned a hard lesson in Kyle's betrayal .. and Mark's apparent abandonment... she put that wall up.. it was easy with strangers coming to her every day and night.. she craved their touch.. but would not allow them into her head... or her heart..

Tina became one of the more popular girls of the brothel for just that reason... and still Mark did not come... and still she longed for Him... she trusted no one.... He had been the only one she could trust...

The other girls had heard about her.. and shied away from her.. at first that hurt Tina... alot.. she was soooo very alone... but she got used to it.. slowly... and the wall around her seemed to get higher...

The beatings came few and far between... she found that the Customers were easy to please... very easy to please... as long as she was wet... ready... moaning... and sensual.. most were happy... very happy.. with her performance.. and came to ... need... feed off of the attention... at least it drove away her feeling of worthlessness.. her feeling of being nothing....

Until the night He returned... Tina had just been used by another customer.. and she was left panting on the bed... as the man left.. a few moments later the door again opened... she only had just cleaned herself up... and turned to the opening door.. her eyes widened when she saw it was Mark....

She sat back down on the bed.. unsure what was going on.. legs curled beneath her... meeting His gaze... He did not break His stare... and she did begin to tremble very deep down inside... what was He doing here... was.. was He going to take her away... ????

"So, have you enjoyed being a little slut?" He grinned.

She got the chilling feeling that He had been close by all along.. and as she pulled her eyes from His... the sudden realization hit her.. This had all been planned... He had turned her into something worse.. worse than being a slave.... He had managed to turn her into a needy whore.. one who would do anything for the touch of anyone.. and the thought made her shiver ... deep inside...

She whimpered at her sudden insight.. and slid off the bed... lowering to brush her lips to His boots... her entire form was trembling... and she was near crying... He had broken her further... and she had not even realized it to fight it...

"Who am I?" he said in clipped tones.

"You... You are Master... my Master" she whispered.. shaking at His feet suddenly...

"Fetch the ropes," he said. "And the instruments; I feel you need the lash."

"yes... Master..."

Pain.. always pain with Him... but she would do anything He desired... He was her Master... and ... He had come back... after sooo long...
She fetched what He wished...

When He tied her to the bed... she did not fight Him.. beg Him... she willingly laid there... she wanted to please Him...

He used the flogger.. delighting in her screams of pain... she counting the strikes when demanded... her screams and moans mingling in the quiet of the room.. her body writhed against the bonds... as she cried out... gasping... tears slid down her cheeks... her head thrashed from side to side... she cried out to HIM... her Master...

His evil grin told her He was done.. at least with bringing her pain... she was panting... gasping... groaning...

"now, you will straddle me and take my cock in your pussy. Give me pleasure."

She would... she would give Him pleasure... she would please Him.. sh had to...

"yes... Master.. " she whispered to His words.. as she sat up on the bed... He ... naked .. laying down...

Much to His surprise... Tina was dripping wet... seeing Mark.. had such the reaction to her body... she hated it.. but it happened... she was becoming conditioned.. to Him... by Him being away from her... her body craved Him all the more.. at seeing Him... she became wet and ready for Him... even thru the beating....

She had crawled up His body as He lay there... droplets from her sex .. thick.. wet... warm... fell to His legs as she moved... she kept her head down.. but her eyes... met His from beneath her dark veil of lashes.. her hair had grown.. and now fell down about her shoulders and back in silken black waves... and her skin... flush with heat from her beating.. glistening.. before straddling Him... she looked down to His hard cock... reaching .. she wraps her fingers around the base... He wanted to be pleased... she would please Him.. her mouth opened... moist lips parting.. and her breath is felt along the head of His cock... then she stops... suddenly.... He had specifically said... to straddle Him and take His cock in her pussy... that was what she was to do.. NOT what she wanted too... she lifted her eyes to His... and He could see the realization in her gaze...

Releasing His cock... she whimpered softly at her error... and crawled up to straddle HIm... He could feel her trembling because of what she had almost done... she was soaking wet.. and as she positoined herself and lowered... heated droplets of her juices fall and glide down the length of Him.. this is followed by the grasp of her sex... silken folds parting.. and He sliding easily inside her tightness... The muscles contract... grasping .. massaging.. as she comes down upon Him... impaled... arching her back.. she moans to the darkness surrounding them... before falling slightly forward to lay her hands to His chest... she met His eyes... and began to move... rolling her hips forward just a little.. then up.. back and down... she began to ride Him... her lips quivering as she moans to the feeling... No one filled her like Mark did ... the length of Him pushing deeper with each roll of her hips... her lubrication was slick and hot... spilling down over His balls as she moved... her head fell forward a bit.. her long dark hair cascading down to tickle His chest... she was moaning... purring... almost growling... and her need to please Him was written all over her face... in her eyes... He could hear it in her voice...

She wanted to beg Him to not leave her again... that she would be His willing slave... but her lesson was well learned... and she dared NOT speak of what she wanted... all that mattered was what HE wanted... ~
 
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He felt her hands on his cock and saw her moving and felt her warm mouth brush his erection. He didn't say anything and suddenly she sat up. She had realised this wasn't what he had asked; he smiled she was learning!

He felt her move forward and let his eyes run over her beautiful body, her long hair, her dark eyes. He gasped as she ran the head of his cock against the wet heat of her pussy and parted her lips with him. She moved sinuously and gave a little gasp as her tight sex engulfed his hardness.

He moaned and closed his eyes, his hands running over the curve of her hips as she settled on him, straddling him. He felt the slow circles she made, her dripping sex's heat over his crotch. She moved around and up and down, his cock inside her turned back and forth, side to side, then in circles as she moved. She clenched her pussy against the rod of his penis and reached back between his legs to let her nails graze his balls as, with the other hand she piched her right nipple.

Her eyes were full of lust and need as she moved quicker and leaned forward to press her clit against him as she circled her hips quicker against his body.

Mark thrust against her now as he felt her long hair trail over his chest, as she ground hard on him taking her pleasure as she gave him his. He was thrusting his hips, lifting her up and with each thrust he grunted.

With a wicked smile she lifted her body up off his, her pussy sliding up his cock, almost off; she knew he couldn't take that, he was so close to coming and she watched his eyes grow wide - unexpectedly he chuckled and she smiled back.

"Tease," he grunted and reached for her hips pulling her down. They both arched their backs as he was impaled in her again and she eagerly rubbed herself against him and rode him. He ran his hands to her breasts, stroking her nipples and gently tugging them and she watched him as he panted and began to come inside her. Her pussy spasmed as she felt the heat of his seed inside her; she drove down on him as she leaned forward, her hands either side of his head. She made a small wimpering but her climax was long and hard.

They panted and she steadied herself and was surprised to feel his hands gently on her back, urging her down to lie on him. She felt his kisses on her hair before he pushed it back and kissed her ear then her cheek. Confused she turned to look at him. He kept stroking her hair, her back and placed small kisses on her lips until she began to react to the gentleness, to the kisses and placed her own on his face, her hands holding it as she did so.

She felt him softening inside her as they exchanged the kisses of lovers as his hands roamed her back and her ass so gently it was as if he had never been anything but the attentive lover.

"You're mine," he whispered and she swallowed and nodded with a smile. "Yes Sir."

After a few more moments he let her clean up as he washed dressed and said to meet him at the madam's office. She arrived and he patted his lap; for a moment she looked distraught - he was going to spank her? He smiled and told her just to sit on his lap and she quickly obeyed curling her arms round his neck. He turned on a TV in the office and said to watch. Immediately she recognised one of the men who had been with her that week - he was sat on board a yacht, explaining how he was looking for a companion to share his life. Not just for sex, he said and told of the ports of the south of France where the woman he bought would attend society functions, meet friends.

There were others on the video, some she had met others she hadn't. She was quiet when it came to an end and Mark took her chin and turned her face to his.

"I told you that there were - opportunities...for a skilled woman." He looked into her eyes. "Would you like the chance to go?" He didn't mention that all the men who had been with her who had been on the film wanted her; she would fetch a very high price in a bidding war.
 
~ The orgasm that rocked thru her may have been quieter than usual for her... but was no less intense... she whimpers... and moans low as she gasps... her body shudders... the muscles wrapped about His cock spasm as she cums impaled on Mark's cock... His gentle touch had surprised.. and more than aroused her... His hands on her... the way He guided her as she moved... when she teased Him ... He had smiled... something she rarely saw with Him.. and she realized.. as she looked down at Him.. how incredibly handsome He really was... at least to her... He had brought her pain... which was not unexpected with Him.. but then He had brought her great pleasure... what.. what was happening... she wondered as her head hung down and she panted for air... she had felt Him explode inside her... coating the inner walls of her sex with His seed... she could feel the mingling of both dripping out of her... but Mark made no move to pull from her...

His bruises had healed in the time away from her.. something she immediately had noticed.. and she cringed inside at the thought that is was HER fault.. He had been beaten... she touched His cheek with a fingertip for a moment.. before whispering "I am so sorry" ... but her words were barely audible... but the look in her eyes spoke volumes ...

He urged her to lie down upon Him.. the gentle play of His fingers up and down her sensative back was driving her wild... it seemed she could not get enough of that kind of touch... She lowered herself down upon His chest.. feeling HIs lips brush her hair with soft kisses... His lips tickling her ear... then her cheek...

Tina was alittle confused by His... reactions.. and lifts her head to look at Him for a moment... she does not say anything... she knew better... but her look certainly said it all... at least registered her... confusion ... as to how He was acting...

"You're mine,"

Those words made her eyes widen suddenly.... at one point ... she had hated Him so much she would have chosen death over Him... then... she came to realize He was the only one who had NOT lied to her... had NOT betrayed her... and thru the pain and humiliation He inflicted... she found herself.. in her desperate lonliness .. needing Him... then... He abandoned her... her feelings of worthlessness and despair were nearly incapacitating.. One moment He could cause her the most agonizing of pain.. make her scream.. cry... and writhe under His hand.. he had learned how to get past her defenses... how to get into her mind... how to humiliate and punish her... and the next moment His gentle touch could make her cry out in pleasure...

"You're mine,"

She had thought He hated her so much.. that He had left her .... abandoned her... and that had hurt her more than Kyle's betrayal...

Those words.. meant everything to her... even more than.. "Your free" would have meant....

her only answer was.. "yes... Master"

She was then told to clean heself up and dress... She lifted from Him.. and did as she was told... and she was allowed to meet Him at the Madam's office... she went there.. unescorted... and without hesitation...

She looked at the older woman for a moment before lowering to her knees... of her own accord.. and crawling to Mark... His pat to His lap told her what she needed to know.. altho for a moment... she thought she had done something wrong.. that He was going to punish her... the look in her eyes told Him what she was thinking.. and He had to smile..

"sit" He said...

With a nod... she slithered from her knees on the floor... and onto His lap... she was dressed in a long black gypsy skirt and a white tank top... and as she settled upon Him.. the skirt fluttered down about His legs and almost to HIs feet... laying her head to His shoulder... her warm breath tickling along the skin where HIs throat met His shoulder...

The TV flickered to life... and she saw Jason... that first tall blonde man that had come to her... on her first night.. at the brothel... her eyes widen .. as she watches .. many of the men she recognized... some she did not... she saw large boats.. and huge cars... luxery homes... she saw Paris... Tahiti... California... Florida... she even saw Disney World... swallowing... she watched quietly... unsure why He was showing her this...

"I told you that there were ... opportunities...for a skilled woman." He looked into her eyes. "Would you like the chance to go?"

Tina was completely taken by surprise... staring at Him.. His words seeming to float in her mind like a dream...

"chance to... go?" she whispers... not understanding completely what He meant... "You... You mean"..

She stopped... she was not supposed to speak her mind.. but she was in shock at His... proposal...

"may... may I speak freely?" she whispered...and Mark nodded...

"You... are saying that... one of those men... wants me.. wants to... " she began to tremble.. "buy me?"

Her mind was racing.. this.. this could be her chance.. for escape... but then she remembered the last time.. and the horrible punishment she had endured... she thought of Kyle.. and His betrayal... she turns her eyes away and down.. shaking now... what if ... what if one of these... men... were worse than Mark... could she trust one of those men.. could she??.. she suddenly felt lost and vunerable.. she hated feeling this way... but.. but when she was with Mark.. as much as she thought she hated Him..at least she was "somewhere".. even if it was when He was causing pain... punishing her.. humiliating her.. confusing her... but She... she trusted Mark... He was all she had... her head lowered to rest on His chest... still she trembled... but His heartbeat calmed her some.. as her mind raced thru endless possibilities... but always coming back to.... Mark... and HIs words...

"You are Mine"
 
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He nodded to Tina and ran his hand up the back of the white tops she wore. "You're very desirable. You belong out there, having fun - with someone who wants you."

They stood up and Mark explained he was taking his trainee back to his room. The madam looked disappointed but smiled at Tina.

"You were popular," she said, "I bet a lot of people turn up at the auction when you're sold."

Mark slipped his arm around Tina's waist and as they walked she saw the hated cross and a woman being raped on it. She closed her eyes tight and clung to Mark but couldn't shut out the woman begging for mercy and the jeering crowd of slaves her trainer had assembled to abuse her.

"You know what this place is like," Mark said. "If you stay here - it will only be a matter of time before you're back up there," he said simply. She looked at him; there was a glimpse of evil in his eyes as he spoke. Yes, he could be kind and attentive but always, every day, he would abuse someone in the name of work, of money - and for him, perverse pleasure.

She swallowed, still uncertain what to do.

Mark walked slowly, exposing her to the humiliations of others such as she had suffered, reminding her of the horrors of the place she was in and that here was her chance to escape.

His plan had worked well, getting the assistant director to agree to other trainers lashing him and beating him to make it look as if he had been punished for failure. She had been both frightened and felt herself responsible for his injuries. Then casting her away, she had no one and he had heard how she was keen to be friendly to any of the men who visited her. And Mark made sure those who visited were among the richest of the customers of the Academy.

He was close to sucess; he smiled to himself as they reached his rooms - to Mark, she was just his cut of the money she brought in.
 
"You're very desirable. You belong out there, having fun - with someone who wants you."

~ It was those words that told Tina what would happen.. He did not want her... she got the distinct feeling that He never wanted her... He only got stuck with her because she was not the weak minded little bimbos that seemed to be what most of the others were...

she dropped her eyes.. as they passed the slave on the cross... screaming and begging for mercy.... the girl being lashed and the raped... the one locked in a cage as punishment... her heart was pounding as she heard all those sounds... heard the beggings... the pleadings.. and heard Mark...

"You know what this place is like," Mark said. "If you stay here - it will only be a matter of time before you're back up there,"

She also knew that she would be sold no matter what she felt.. even if she were in love with Mark.. or Kyle.. or whoever.... all they saw in her was profit... she had been broken... she was ready... or so they thought....

She too thought she had been broken.. and as she stepped into Mark's room... she still felt it... but deep inside that flicker had started... sold... gone from the Academy... there was no way a Master would have the security this place had... she would escape... Mark did not want her.. and that realization only ripped her apart furhter inside.. and gave her the resolve she needed... she would be free again...

From that moment on.. Tina perhaps was not the perfect slave... but as her auction drew closer... her training was coming to and end.... she fought her ... dependence on Mark... altho it was not easy... she would cling to Him when He used her... and would revel in His words of pleasure.. as hard as she tried... He had broken her and so easily could reduce her to the writhing... begging slave.. that she was deep inside.. but would another be able to do that..?? That would be the test... and Tina was determined to pass that.. and show.. she was not what Mark had made her to be... yes.. He had gotten in... but once away from Him she hoped to prevail... despite those nagging feelings of lonliness ... and worthlessness.. she often felt...

The Auction day grew closer... and closer... and Tina was ready... ~
 
"Now then," the choreographer was an older woman. She had explained that the auction took place over a weekend and was conducted seperately for men and women in the great hall. The next auction was of women and they would be expected to mingle with the potential buyers on the day before the sale itself.

"This is where you can make your own luck," she explained, a smile cracking her taut, nip and tucked face. She came over to Tina and placed a hand on her bare shoulder. "Some men enjoy a feisty spirit, for example," Tina smiled and some of the other girls giggled; her reputation was well known.

"Others prefer a young look," she walked around and let her hand run through the silky blonde hair of a small breasted teen-aged looking woman.

"Find out their particular desires, see who you want to be with. While nothing is guaranteed..." she opened her hands, palm up and shrugged with a smile to the assembled women.

"Now, take your pick of lingerie and clothing for the next hour or so. Make up advice will also be provided."

Tina quickly chose the clothing she wanted which she - and the others - were all allowed to keep on when the choreographer explained the auction itself. There was a cat walk and the women would be dressed elegantly initially. She explained that when they reached the podium in front of the buyers and beside the auctioneer each would be expectd to undress.

"There will be no music, you are not supposed to be dancers or strippers but if you can disrobe elegantly once again you enhance your chances. A few glances towards your favoured buyer won't do any harm - but don't neglect the others. You will then assume the standing position, hands behind your back, clasping your forearms."

There were few questions and the women quietly talked among themselves before breaking up to go to their trainers; there was excitement in the air as they anticipated change - as some, Like Tina, plotted to escape.

Mark was in his rooms reading and looked up when she came in and nodded admiringly at her in the dress. He stood up and came to her and kissed her, pressing her to his body.

"You're ready," it was more a statement than a question. "Hang up the dress, undress and come to the bathroom, I'll bathe you."

She blinked and obeyed quickly. By the time she got to the bathroom there was the smell of bath oils in the air and bubbles were on the surface of the water filling the bath. Mark had removed his shirt and pants and stood in boxers. He took her hand and helped her into the bath, stopping the water and waited for her to sit; as she did so she put up her hair and he passed her ties to hold it.

With a soft cloth he ran water and bubblesover she shoulders and breasts and she leaned back a little closing her eyes enjoying the sensations. Taking his time he ran the cloth over her body, moving around her and massaging her shoulders, saying nothing as his fingers played on her neck and back before reaching around her and caressing her breasts as his mouth came to her wet neck and kissed her.

While he wanted her to sleep early that night, to rest for the auction, he also knew he wanted her body once more before she left.
 
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