Introduction

 

Seth sat in his control center watching the twelve large flat panel monitors filling the wall across from the console in front of him. He was in charge of this institution, which used to be a mental hospital, but was now a state run training facility. After the economic and environmental catastrophes of the 2050's, the world became a disjointed and dangerous place. Here, in what used to be called Canada, the Northern Alliance had taken control. Marshall Law ruled the land, but with the splintering of the USA, the Alliance had taken advantage and used force to appropriate assets from some of their former northern states.

Those who were acquired and refused to accept the new government were herded north and brought to places like Seth's. Here they were taught that they no longer had the rights they were used to, and in fact, they were now just the property of the Alliance. Several of these sites catered to training men, the more rebellious of the sexes. But here, in Seth's charge, came the women. Some were pure rebels, but many were just here because they associated with insurgent men, their wives, daughters, and the like. Many would eventually become menial servants, but if they were attractive enough, another training regimen was employed.

The women that Seth was watching on his monitors had been molded into pleasure slaves to be auctioned off to members of the elite class. As Seth viewed the monitors he knew it was time to have another auction, at least twelve trainees were ready to be sold. Added to that he was expecting another dozen recruits to arrive for initial training soon. He had to make room for the new trainees before they arrived, so he had to pick the twelve he was sure were ready.

Seth had already picked ten girls and was now choosing the last two from four he had on the screens before him. He finally decided which two were going to the block, the first a voluptuous redhead and the latter a tiny blonde. The two he kept were an Asian doll and an ebony skinned beauty. His incoming trainees were skewed toward Caucasian, and he preferred a wide ethnic array in the training ranks. With the lot set, he gathered their profiles and selected training videos, which he then emailed to the client list with this Saturday set as the auction date.

Auctions had started out as live events, where the merchandise could be physically inspected prior to sale, but now it was done by live video feed. Any client that wanted a personal inspection could request it prior to the auction and have a trainer perform the examination via live feed preceding the event. This was done to shorten lead times for auctions now that they were having them every two weeks with the volume of new trainees dictating the need.

Once he had prepared and sent out the list of those up for auction, he pulled the files on the new batch scheduled to be delivered the following Monday. This looked like an interesting group, with some distinctions that would add flare to the standard training regimen. When he finished perusing the files he ordered one of his aides to deliver the Asian trainee to his quarters, as he needed some relief.

Chapter 1

 

The auction went well with a couple of bidding wars upping the total net proceeds. Measured against the cost of training, the profitability of this batch was high enough to leave room for the new equipment purchases Seth had been wanting. With the auction over Seth turned his attention to the next group set to arrive the following day, especially four of them. Though most of the women inducted into the pleasure slave-training program were under thirty years old, but there was a forty-two year old in this group that had to be included.

Marla Hopkins was a former model and was well known as a devotee of women's rights. She was tall, standing a little less than six feet in stockings, with hefty breasts and a voluptuous figure these days. While she used to be rail thin, having three children altered her body so that she now looked rather curvy and far more feminine. Her daughters were all adults, with their ages ranging from nineteen for the youngest to twenty-four for the oldest. These girls were all beautiful and very slender just like their mother was before giving birth to them.

Seth had decided to add Marla to the mix when he saw that she and her daughters were all part of this group. Using their feelings for each other against them always worked well when training a family group. There was also the possibility that he could sell them as a set, a case where the sum of the parts often outweighed the value of each individual unit. In any case, their training alone would be far more interesting. While considering the approach he would take Seth summoned his most demanding trainer, Liza, to his office.

She arrived in mere minutes, even though she had been in the middle of a training session. Liza had come here as a recruit, but she developed a special bond with Seth and he kept her as his personal slave. She eventually garnered enough of his trust that he allowed her to help train recruits. Much to his delight, as submissive as she was with him, she was quite the opposite when handling the trainees. She was now in charge of inducting them and was a natural when it came to convincing naïve young girls to cooperate rather than rebel.

Liza was of German descent, with pale blue eyes and natural silvery blonde hair. She stood five and a half feet tall, weighing a svelte 120 pounds with all of it well proportioned. Her physique was near perfect since he had her on a strict physical training regimen, but the swell of her hips and bosom still projected a very sensual look. With her light complexion she might have looked innocent, but Seth made some adjustments to her face to give her a much sterner appearance.

He had her platinum blonde hair shaped into a short, spiked Mohawk style with the sides of her head clean-shaven. A permanently tattooed black mask, encompassing both her eyelids and brows, which tapered toward her ears, gave her a devilish appearance around her eyes. The light color of her eyes being bordered by such darkness gave her an intimidating stare. Her lips were painted black too, further enhancing her daunting appearance. But, to make sure her first role was obvious, Liza also wore a thick silver ring through her septum. Her trainees, however, only saw her as a fearsome trainer.

When she entered the office she immediately shed her corset and panties, leaving her naked save for her fishnet stockings, garter belt, and knee high leather boots. Her actions were designed to remind Seth that she was first and foremost his devoted slave. Liza dropped to her knees before crawling to where he sat, making sure her ass and breasts swayed provocatively as she moved toward him. Her nipples bore the same size rings as her nose, but they also had small round weights attached to them, swinging and tugging at her large nubs as she crept toward him.

When she was inches from his knees, his seat now turned to face his approaching pet, she bowed down and placed a kiss on each of his shoes.

Keeping her head bowed she asked, "How may I serve you Master?"

Leaving her to stare at his shoes, Seth said, "New recruits arrive in the morning. I have twelve earmarked for our training program and the rest are for the domestic services. But there are four of the twelve that need special induction and I have laid out how we will process them. Assign Vince and Sam to handle the eight others, while you and I take care of the four. Is that clear Liza?"

"Yes Master," Liza answered, but then she asked, "May I inquire as to why they are special Master?"

"A mother and three daughters," he answered, knowing it was all the data Liza would need to appreciate their significance. It was not the first family group she helped convince to accept their new lives and it made Liza smile in anticipation. Mothers would always barter for their daughters' sakes, while the older siblings tended to protect the youngest, or so they thought. All their familial feelings were simply levers they would use against them.

"Do you have further training sessions scheduled for today?" Seth asked.

"I just need to see to some shipments from the last auction Master," Liza replied, eager to make the room needed for new girls to train.

"Vince and Sam can handle it, I just received a new training device I would like to test on you. When was the last time I personally punished you Liza?"

"Forty-two days Master," Liza answered, she always counted the days between her punishments. It had been a while and she smiled brightly at his shoes when she realized he was going to actually play with her now.

"Oh shit! That has been too long girl. Since you keep such a good records, you will tell me whenever you go without one for twenty-eight days from now on. Now crawl to the door and wait for me," He said, as he picked up his phone.

"Yes Master, thank you Master," Liza quipped as she spun around and sashayed toward the door.

After Seth cleared Liza's schedule for the day he took a leash from his desk drawer. He walked over to her and clipped the end of it to her nose ring before opening the door to lead his crawling pet to his private training room. It was just across the hall, so the trip was short, but the destination was the significant aspect for Liza and her Master.

Inside the large windowless room was an array of equipment that looked worn from excessive use, except for one shiny new toy. It looked almost like a dental chair, shaped like a reclining chaise lounge. Upon closer inspection it was far more complex, with wider armrests and a two part lower section, one for each leg. There were numerous metal cuffs attached along the outside of the arms and legs of the device, their purpose obvious. Down the sides of the central section were several sets of what looked like seat belts with one side having a buckle and the other the receptacle for it, just like in a car.

Once they had reached the foot of the chair, Seth merely said, "Up," and Liza climbed onto to the device. She could smell the leather surface mixed with the aroma of a silicone protectant. It made it slightly slick and easy to slide her bare flesh into the supple contoured seat. She settled in with the special foam beneath the leather conforming around her. Seth pressed a switch on the side of the recliner and all the metal cuffs hummed as they curved around Liza's limbs to connect to the opposite side of the leg and arm supports. A click was heard and then they retracted until each band was pulled snug against Liza's arms and legs. They were tight, but not restrictive enough to impair blood circulation.

Liza was already wet between her legs; from the moment Seth said she was going to be punished it started. Being firmly bound only made it worse. As she watched him use the seatbelts to secure her body to the chair she could feel her cunt twitching in anticipation of a trying session. Liza liked pain, especially receiving it, which was why she was so good at delivering it too. Once she had straps over her hips, under her ribs, and just below her shoulders, Seth pressed another button and then they tightened down too. Liza felt wonderfully helpless and at the mercy of her Master; it was her favorite position to be in.

As he moved to stand over her head something happened with the chair, it started to hum and adjust itself until it leveled out and she was lying flat upon it. Liza stared up at Seth with such devotion and trust that he felt compelled to stroke her head like a pet. Then he produced a small rubber tube with a pair of nostril plugs at one end of it. He secured them in her nose and made sure she could breathe through them. Then he pulled out a second, thicker tube, with a mouthpiece attached to it. Once he fitted the rubber insert behind her teeth, trapping her tongue to the floor of her mouth, he asked, "Can you breathe alright?"

Rather than try to speak with her mouth full of rubber, Liza mumbled, "MMM HMMM," and nodded her head to emphasize her answer.

"Good girl," he said, and then followed that with, "Now for what makes this chair so special. I expect a full report when I am done with you. Now close your eyes."

Her head was resting in a depression in the headrest of the chair when she saw him pivot both sides from underneath and up next to her head just before she closed her eyes. As he closed it over her face both the nostril and mouth tubes aligned with cutouts made for them and the same foam cradling her limbs encased her face. She was glad she closed her eyes because she could feel the foam covering them as it pressed tightly against her eyelids, as well as the rest of her face.

Liza's head was now cut off from the external world, leaving her blind, deaf, and dumb; vulnerable for whatever Seth had planned next. For most people the head box she now wore would have been a stifling and terrifying predicament, but apart from being a slave inured to pain, Liza also relished sensory deprivation. The block-like helmet that held her head cut off the outside world so thoroughly that Liza could feel her body tingling in anticipation of what was coming next, even though she had no clue what to particularly expect.

Seth locked the two-part face covering together using the two clasps over her forehead and chin. He then made sure she was breathing properly on her own before attaching two more rubber tubes to the ones protruding from the box that would feed her an oxygen rich air flow. To Seth this was a full-blown test run for this new device, one he knew could be used to devastating purpose.

Now that Liza's head was secure he adjusted the table again, moving her arms out and then up above her head, forming a V with her encased head at the intersection of her outstretched arms. She noted how the straps loosened slightly before her arms moved and then cinched tight again in the new position. Next came her legs, slowly pulled apart until she was in nearly a full split, her inner sex lips now exposed, as her outer labia were stretched wide apart. Her glistening crotch and thighs revealed her abundant juices, which had been seeping from her slit while he was attaching her to the chair.

Seth moved to stand between her splayed thighs, admiring her shaved and still unmarred pubic area. He had considered tattooing, ringing, or even branding her, but he just loved the perfectly pink lips and pouting nature of her ravenous cunt. He could always change his mind, but for now he left it as a clean slate. Just below her near perfect cunt Seth saw her tiny anus winking at him, both holes clearly aching for attention...such a horny slut, he thought.

But he discarded that thought once he began to work on her, or at least get the chair ready to do it for him. First he inserted an anal plug and inflated it until he saw her start to squirm, knowing from her reaction it was now painful and she was unable to expel it. Even though her outer labia were pulled wide he still clamped them and pulled them wider by taping the clamps to her thighs. Before moving away from between her legs Seth attached several electric pads to her inner thighs and pubic mound. Then he connected the wires from them to the side of the chair.

He moved away finally, only to roll a small table over to take his place. On it stood a rather plain looking box with a monstrous twelve-inch dildo attached to a rod protruding from it. It was pointing straight at Liza's gaping snatch. He attached the wires from the box to the chair and then Seth picked up a remote control. He used it to slide the dildo out fully from the box before nudging the table forward and the pseudo cock up against her vulva. Then he retracted it seven inches and moved the table forward again, this time locking the wheels in place. To complete this part he slowly edged the dildo forward again until the head disappeared in her soaked cunny. She shivered as it entered her, stretching her pussy wide, while making her flesh break out in goose pimples.

Now her lower half was set and he moved to her breasts, attaching electrical pads to the tops, bottoms, and sides of them. He also attached alligator clips to her nipple rings and then pulled them upward to put a constant strain on her pierced buds. The wires that powered these attachments were also connected to the chair, just like all the others. Though there were plenty of other options, Seth felt sure that there was enough in play here to see how well the chair could function.

He took his remote over to a stool next to the chair with a clear view of her stretched out body and sat down. He spent a few minutes programming it to run through a variety of tasks designed to drive his pet to the edge of sanity, a place she often frequented since becoming Seth's prize possession. After a few minutes he had programmed a vigorous regimen for her. He made sure he had a good view before pressing the enter button and starting the machine's routine.

Seth watched the dildo slowly move forward into her sex, while muscle twitches around the electrical contact points became visible. Once it was as deep as it could go, a little more than half the monster's full length, it began to withdraw, still slowly. It was clear that electrical pulses were randomly distributed around her tits and loins, her body visibly reacting to the pulses of energy the chair fed her. After half a dozen slow thrusts of the dildo, her cunt now accustomed to it, the pace of it began to increase. In minutes she was being reamed so hard it made her abdominal flesh ripple wildly from the speed and force of it.

Seth watched her hands now, the only part of Liza's body that could move freely, apart from her feet. She was alternating from tight fists to splayed fingers, as the electricity and the pummeling dildo in her soaking wet snatch ravaged her body. He knew she was deep into the feelings assailing her body in multiple ways and that she was where she wanted to be. Her convulsive hand gyrations were simply a signal that the chair was doing its job properly.

Liza was lost inside the cloying helmet, her breasts and sex ablaze from the sparks of electricity and the hammering phallus reaming out her sex. She was highly aroused by this situation, but the actions in progress did nothing to take it any farther. Liza knew that was what Seth wanted, and as his loyal pet she endured the session the way he expected. The stress she felt building inside her as the chair continuously enhanced the level of current and speed of the dildo would only erupt when she knew he was ready to allow it to happen.

After half an hour of unrelenting stimulus, her sleek body was covered by perspiration and her pussy was freely oozing moisture out of it, pooling on the chair beneath her splayed sex. Then, while she was trying to deal with the random pulses that never relented and, in fact, kept increasing, she felt some pressure against the top of her sex. When he turned on the vibrator pressed against her swollen clit, Liza exploded into a climax that sent her mind reeling. Her whole body went rigid for a moment before she felt it begin to quake like an internal earthquake shook her from inside her willowy frame.

Seth kept the vibrator tightly against her love bud, as orgasm after orgasm rocked Liza's body. He could tell it was becoming a non-stop, multi-orgasmic event, where several climaxes merge into one soul shattering release. He stopped only when her body went limp, so totally consumed by stimulation that her brain shut down, leaving her nearly catatonic. Now that she was out cold he shut down the machine and carefully removed all the connections and attachments before carrying her to his bedroom.

He laid her face down on his bed and mounted her, feeding his cock into her severely swollen and slick cunt. Seth then started a slow fucking of his prized possession, at least until she woke up pinned beneath him. When she whispered, "Thank you Master," it was all he needed to hear. Seth then proceeded to fuck her properly, adding a few more orgasms to Liza's night before he pumped his seed deep inside her. As he fell asleep beside her, Seth was looking forward to reading the report she would soon provide him about her experience.