Sara was becoming more and more despondent. It had been three weeks since Hal locked her in the belt and she had not cum since the first night. Every evening the belt came alive and would bring her to the edge but not let her off. She was trapped in her own home. The phone service had been restored and the servants returned after the first week. Hal knew Sara would try to tell someone of her dilemma, so he tapped the phones and monitored all her calls. The servants were instructed to ignore her pleas for help, a little bonus pay and all was instantly forgotten. Cook on the other hand requested a different form of compensation, she wanted Sara. Hal discussed this with her and a deal was struck. Cook would begin to train Sara as a sex slave and could use her anyway she wished, with one exeption, she could not let Sara cum. Cook was delighted and readily agreed.
The beginning of the fourth week Hal decided it was time to introduce Sara to her new mistress. He brought Sara into the living room and bound her ankles and wrists. Sara was used to this part by now, Hal liked to see her bound. Hal called for Cook and she came in, not in her usual chef's outfit, but all decked out in leather. Sara was stunned. Cook was a large woman but proportional, pretty in a stocky sort of way. Not at all Sara's type, the women she liked were the skinny model types.
"Good evening my new pet," Cook stated. "I am your new Mistress."
Sara began to complain to Hal, "I am not serving this woman, no way."
Her resistance was short lived when she found another controller in Cook's hand. "You will address me as Mistress Ann, do you understand?" Sara did not reply and was struck across her ass with a riding crop.
"Do you understand?" Mistress repeated.
In a weak voice Sara replied "Yes."
Immediately the crop was brought down on her tender bottom, this time with more force. "Yes what?"
Sara did not reply and was cropped again. Mistress turned to Hal and said "kind of stupid isn't she."
It was not a question, just a statement of fact. Hal responded "So educate her."
"My pleasure." Mistress responded. "Now for the last time bitch, yes what?"
Sara's voice shook as she said "Yes Mistress." The crop struck again, Sara was confused.
"You will address me as Mistress Ann, not Mistress or any other term unless I instruct you otherwise."
Sara said "Yes Mistress Ann" The crop slashed at her sensitive thighs, causing Sara to yelp.
"You will only speak when questioned or directed to speak, understand?"
A meek "yes Mistress Ann" was Sara's slow reply.
Mistress Ann turned to Hal and asked if he had obtained the equipment she requested. He informed her he had and the dungeon was complete. Mistress Ann ordered Sara to follow her and headed for the basement. As she moved away, the pain began emitting from the belt. Hal uncuffed her ankles and let her follow Ann into the basement. She was brought into the traing room she had been in on that first night. The black door was opened and Mistress pushed Sara into the next room. In it was a variety of bondage equipment. Sara's eyes widened as she took in the scene. Dark and damp, the room looked like a medieval torture chamber from an old movie. Here is where she was to be trained.
Mistress Ann removed her wrist cuffs and brought Sara over a leather covered bondage bench. She instructed Sara to lay over the bench and when Sara hesitated, the belt inflicted a needed reminder. Sara complied and was soon bound over the bench, her ass up in the air.
"Your first lesson is in pain. You will be whipped, not because you have done anything wrong, but because I want to make you suffer." Mistress selected a short whip from a large collection on the wall. She began to hit Sara, starting at her thighs, working up to her ass and back. Sara screamed in pain, which only seemed to make Mistress hit her harder. After the last stroke fell Mistress was on fire. She released Sara and grabbed her head, pushing it into Mistress's wet crotch. "Eat" Sara was commanded.
Realizing the hopelessness of her situation, Sara tenatively began to lick Mistress Ann's pussy. Mistress started to grind into Sara's face and they both seemed to be getting into it. In a short while, Mistress Ann screamed out her first orgasm. Sara stopped licking and was immediately punished by the belt. "I did not tell you to stop bitch" Mistress told her. Sara continued to lick and nibble until Mistress had a good three orgasms, then was commanded to stop. "Not bad for a rookie." Mistress stated. "Now for your overnight training." Sara was placed on the cot and bound ankle and wrist, as Hal had done before. This time however, Mistress had a strange looking helmet device in her hands. She strapped Sara into the device, cutting off all vision and noise from the outside world. A rubber penis gag was locked in place and all the lights were turned off. Mistress left the room informed Hal that Sara was ready.
The helmet came alive as Sara heard Hal's voice. "Let me tell you about this little gizmo slut. It is the latest in virtual reality gear and now controls all your senses. Hope you enjoy the ride. By the way, I didn't know how much you liked pussy."
Sara was surprised then realized Hal must have the dungeon monitored like the rest of the house. For about 30 minutes (she was not sure as she had no way to tell) there was no noise and no sensations. Suddenly a picture flashed on the visor and she saw the word OBEY. With that image a small, pleasent stimulation was delivered to her pussy from the ever present belt. A number of similar words were flashed, this time with Hal's voice repeating them. "OBEY, SERVE, SLAVE."
This cycle repeated for what felt like an hour, never enough stimulation to let her cum. She was allowed to rest then a different cycle started, this time the word DISOBEY flashed across and intense pain filled her cunt. She realized what Hal was doing, conditioning her to become an abject slave. A tear rolled from her eye as she knew that there was not a thing she could do to stop it.
Hal sat at his computer screen and typed a few commands into the program labeled "Slave Training 1" Throughout the night varying images and messages would be input to Sara and the desired response emphasized by her belt. By morning she would be ready to follow any command Hal gave her.
This went on for over a week. During the day, Mistress Ann would bind Sara in a variety of positions and whip and punish her. At night she was bolted to the cot, VR helmet in place for more conditioning. After the tenth day, Mistress declared Sara was ready.
Hal had to test her for himself. He figured the ultimate test would be to make her do something she hated and not let her do something she despirately needed to do.
"Sara I am going to test you, if you pass I may let you cum."
Sara was anxious to please by this point and looked forward to the testing. Hal went down to the bad side of town and picked up a wino from the street. He brought him home and commanded Sara to suck the wino's cock. Sara was revolted, the man was ugly, dirty, and smelled bad. Slowly she walked over to the man and pulled out his cock. A single tear formed in her eye as she proceded to suck him dry. Hal was pleased, there was no hesitation on Sara's part and she had passed the first part of the test.
The next evening Hal was ready for part two. He had programmed Sara's belt to keep her on the edge of cumming for the past 12 hours. She needed to cum badly. Hal led Sara into there bedroom and hit a button on the controller. For the first time in a month the crotch piece of the belt detached and fell to the ground. "Sara I know you need to cum but you are not to touch yourself until I command you to do so." Hal instructed. He then left the room and went into his study to turn on the surveillance cameras. He watched as Sara paced the room, wiggling her hips in her need, but never touching herself. After two hours he decided she had passed the second test. He returned to the bedroom and layed Sara on the bed.
"Fuck me, please." Sara pleaded. Hal was only to glad to fulfill this request. Sara came immediately on Hal entering her wet pussy. He fucked her over and over, causing multiple orgasms in Sara until she passed out from the stimulation. Hal came with a grunt and smiled. He rolled off Sara, and grabbed the crotch piece. "Sara put this on." he instructed. Sara arose slowly, took the piece and fitted it in place. The familiar snap of the locks told her she was his to control and that she would remain bound and frustrated for as long as he saw fit. Hal let Sara sleep that night at the foot of his bed, ankles locked, wrists chained behind her back, and a collar from her neck to the bedpost. Both of them slept very well.
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