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  "My girl friend," he said flatly. He looked at her and decided upon honesty. "We plan to get married."

  Angela didn't bat an eyelid. "And who has her?"

  Peter sighed and ran his fingers back through his dark hair. "Some people who could do her an awful lot of harm. They want something I have. I have to get out of the hospital, I just have to! Can't I just walk out?"

  Angela snorted. "Don't you mean just wheel out? Your body isn't much up to walking yet." She paused thoughtfully. "You basically just need rest and recuperation, you could discharge yourself into a nursing home."

  Peter looked thoughtful. "Would that take long to arrange? I'd need computer access, arrange for some funds -"

  Angela grinned. "Actually, I had a better idea. There are dozens of nursing homes in this area. No-one would be that interested in checking up on you. To be honest they'd be pleased to have the bed back. Why don't you come home with me? I could help you cook up a fictitious nursing home place for the forms -" She paused, eyes alight.

  It was Peter's turn to grin. "And?"

  She lifted her skirt slowly to reveal the ripe red hair around her quim. "Perhaps you will do me a favour. Didn't you say you would teach me discipline, like at Deuvar?"

  Peter nodded. No harm in that!

  Angela placed a form in front of him. She had been well prepared, it seemed. "Better fill this in then, Mr Roberts."

  "Are you serious about taking care of me?"

  "I've got a fortnight's holiday due to me. I'll ring in tomorrow night and say my mother is sick."

  Peter lifted an eyebrow.

  Angela grinned. "Well, all the others do it. About time I had some too."

  Peter slid his hands up her thighs; they were warm to the touch. "Some of what?" he whispered darkly.

  She wriggled around so that his fingers slid effortlessly into the thick matt of hair around her quim. He pressed deeper, sliding inside her, feeling the wet compelling pull of her sex.

  "Whatever you have to offer me."

  Chapter 4

  Emily Lawrence was woken by a gentle touch on her shoulder; the merest fleeting caress.

  Instantly conscious, she needed no time to collect her thoughts or struggle to remember what had happened to her. As she woke to the fearful darkness created by the thin mask she knew exactly where she was. She remembered the command to remain silent unless spoken to and struggled to stop herself from asking who was there, instead she strained to listen for clues. Her face and head felt desperately hot and uncomfortable under the rubber and her nipples and sex felt raw and vulnerable from being pierced.

  After a few seconds she felt gentle hands undoing her wrist restraints, the movements accompanied by soft tuneless humming. A hand stroked her collar, there was a clicking sound, and then a soft tug.

  "Come with me. We'll wash you now," said a foreign sounding female voice. The unseen woman re-enforced her invitation with a sharp tug on the collar.

  Emily unfolded her body and put her feet on the floor. Her full bladder ached. The tug came again and she guessed that it was perhaps a leash fixed to the loop in her collar. Gingerly she took two small steps, hands in front of her.

  Her companion laughed. "We'll never get there if you go so slowly. Here -" Emily felt a small cool hand linking though her arm. "I'll show you. I'd forgotten you can't see."

  They walked arm in arm out into what sounded like a corridor, where Emily had walked the night before and then – still at a snail's pace – into another room. With every step Emily was conscious of the chains, afraid to snag or catch them, she walked as if she were on broken glass. Firm small hands guided her onto a bench and she heard another snick of metal on metal.

  "Close your eyes." said the voice. "It will be very bright when I take this off." Emily complied as the mask was rolled back off her face. The cold air hit her moist sweating skin like a soft kiss. She moaned with relief as the pressure was relieved and instantly wondered if she was going to be punished. Opening her eyes she looked straight into the face of a small oriental girl, dressed in a clinical smock. Her companion smiled.

  "Better?"

  Emily nodded, unsure whether the question demanded an answer. They were in a large white-tiled bathroom. By the door was a man in uniform who was watching the two women without interest. Ahead of her were shower cubicles and open lavatory stalls – neither had any doors. Beside her, snaking away from the collar on her neck, was a long length of chain that was secured into a large ring complete with a small lock. It was so high on the wall that she could only assume her diminutive walker had given the security guard the chain as they came in – she certainly wouldn't be able to reach it herself.

  The girl smiled again. "My name is Kai. You can wash and then I'll do these -" Her tiny quick silver hands cupped Emily's nipples, touching the silver rings. Emily flinched. The girl pulled a face. "It's all right. I'll make them feel better. Lie back a little." Carefully she removed the chain that linked each ring. As the links moved through rings Emily bit her lips, praying that they didn't snag.

  Emily's body chain removed, Kai indicated the shower and the toilets. Emily glanced at the impassive face of the guard, wondering whether she could bring herself to use the lavatory while being watched. The neck chain was long enough to allow her to move freely around the room. Finally she realised that she had no choice and walked into the toilet stall, averting her eyes until she was done.

  The warm water in the shower was sheer bliss. She let it course down over her, draining away the aches and pains of the previous day. It seemed almost impossible that her life could change so dramatically in less than twenty four hours. She was reluctant to climb out of the cubicle until finally Kai switched off the water.

  "If you lie here -" Kai pointed towards the bench, now covered with thick cream towels. Emily climbed onto it. Kai secured her hands above her head, slipping short straps through her wrist cuffs, and then unfastened the neck chain. Emily glanced at the guard's rugged unsympathetic face; resistance would be pointless.

  Kai looked at Emily's body appreciatively before patting her dry. The Oriental girl slipped on a pair of surgical gloves and poured something from a bottle onto a ball of cotton wool. She tended to each piercing with gentle thoroughness; the cool spirit of the cotton wool burned like fire and brought tears to Emily's eyes. Kai made tender clucking sounds in her throat, finger lingering on the sensitive peaks of Emily's nipples. As her fingers moved lower Emily held her breath. Kai grinned. "It will sting but it will feel better."

  One finger slid down between the lips of her sex, caressing her clitoris. The knowing touch sent a flurry of unexpected pleasure through Emily's body, so unexpected that she let out a little squeal.

  Kai looked pleased. "Feels good, doesn't it?" she said, repeating the move. The touch made Emily shiver. Kai stroked her clitoris again as she applied the spirit soaked cotton wool to the lips of Emily's quim; the contrast of the two sensations was breathtaking.

  Kai stood back a little to admire her handiwork. "Now I'm going to oil you. It'll feel wonderful." She took another bottle from a small table and poured a pool of liquid into her palms to warm it before spreading it on Emily's belly. Emily found it hard to relax at first, although Kai's gentle rhythmic movements did feel good.

  All the time, behind Kai's shoulder, Emily could see the dark eyes of the guard. His expression was subtly changing from one of disinterest to open excitement as the little oriental girl skilfully rubbed the oil into every inch of Emily's flesh. When she had finished with the front she tapped Emily on the shoulder for her to turn over. Now her touch was more positive, firmly kneading her back muscles, slipping knowing fingers over the swell of Emily's buttocks and into the sensitive flesh between them.

  In spite of herself, Emily could feel her excitement growing with every kneading movement. She could sense Kai's pleasure and a growing sense of expectation.

  Kai's caresses where awakening a part of her nature she had never known existed. The girl's hand
s lifted to run along her waist, stroking the sensitive areas under her armpits before sliding down to the small of her back. She began to work on the muscles of her thighs. Emily moaned and opened her legs, gasping as Kai's fingertips slid over her anus, a finger teasing at the little closed bud. Kai made soft throaty noises of encouragement, and in spite of herself Emily felt a tight glittering spiral beginning to build within her.

  Behind her she heard a noise, but was too excited to care, flexing her muscles so that her sex and backside were open, lifting a little clear of the bed for the girl's touch.

  What she felt next took away her breath. Something cool and smooth on the very rim of her backside. Before she had time to resist she felt something being pushed into her, cold and invasive, opening her backside in its path. She squealed and began to struggle, fighting the invasion, but too late. Strong fingers held the dildo in place, while others flipped her unceremoniously onto her back, snapping tight a triangular leather harness that held the dildo tight inside her.

  Emily sobbed, staring up into the eyes of not just Kai, but the heavily built guard. He wore a lascivious grin. He hunched over her, pressing his thick lips down onto her's.

  "I'm going to be the first to fuck you there," he said as he pulled away, thrusting his hand between her legs to drive the dildo deeper into her backside. "Tossed a coin for it." His flinty eyes glittered. Beside him, Kai was smiling. Emily felt a desperate sense of betrayal. The head of the object nestling deep inside her made her feel sick. She glanced down – the heavy straps around her thighs and belly were a stark and unnerving contrast to her pale skin. The guard surveyed her body with barely concealed desire.

  He looked at Kai. "How long before she'll be ready?"

  Kai smiled, snapping off her rubber gloves. "I'd say any time at all. She's aching for satisfaction. I'd let you have her now if it weren't for Leonora's orders."

  The guard bent forward and pressed his face into Emily's groin; a long snaking tongue opening up the lips of her sex. Emily stiffened as his rough mouth caught the silver ring that linked her sex lips. Her fear was tempered by the white hot electric plume of pleasure that his kiss lit in her belly. She was stunned by her body's reaction. She could feel an urgent surge of need. The guard pulled back a little, sniffing at her naked sex like a dog.

  Kai held out her hand. "Time we went to see Leonora."

  Emily climbed unsteadily from the couch, feeling the anal insert move in her with every step.

  Kai smiled encouragingly.

  The guard helped Kai to secure Emily's hands behind her back; all the time his fingers moved over her body with something akin to possession. She shuddered as his fingers moved across the crease of her buttocks.

  He made a thick guttural noise and then beckoned to Kai. She stepped towards him with total obedience. Grabbing hold of Emily's arms, he forced her onto the floor. He was so quick that Emily didn't have a chance to think, let alone act. Kai did nothing to assist her. She screamed out in desperation as he pulled a short length of chain down from the table and snapped it into her wrist cuffs.

  "Be quiet," he snorted, as she tumbled backwards onto the cold marble floor, her weight pinning her arms behind her. He bent down and grabbed hold of her collar, jerking it upwards until she was kneeling. All the time Kai stood behind him, eyes downcast. The guard grinned at Emily. "Can you feel that thing up inside you? Imagine what it will feel like when it's me!"

  Emily felt her colour draining.

  "Now, get yourself comfortable and open you knees nice and wide," he said with a leer. He glanced over his shoulder at Kai. "Get that overall off. I want to see you two together – seems to me that the pair of you were enjoying your massage. After all, I've got to wait for her -" he nodded towards Emily. "So I'll have you instead."

  Kai said nothing. Instead she slipped the pristine white smock over her head. Beneath she was wearing a dark green leather Basque. It fitted her like a second skin, pressing her full breasts up in an open invitation. Her nipples seemed unnaturally dark, as if stained with something, and hardened instantly in the cool air.

  The guard groaned appreciatively and circled the oriental girl, as Emily watched them in terror. He ran his hands over Kai's narrow elongated waist. The leather Basque was tight, nipping her skin slightly so that her flesh seemed to swell out from under it; she was an erotic masterpiece. Below the lower edge of the Basque, which was shaped to frame her belly, Kai's sex was naked and glistening with oil. At the lowest point between her legs hung a large ring on which was a tiny glittering bird.

  The guard grinned and drew a finger between the outer lips. Her clitoris peeked seductively between the flushed pink labia. "I want to see you on all fours with your tongue between her legs," he said softly. "I know that's what you want, Kai. I've seen you before when you've been in here with the other girls."

  Kai knelt slowly and caught hold of Emily's collar, pulling her close. Her lips brushed Emily's cheek and then her mouth. Her kisses made Emily whimper; so gentle, so soft – mixed feelings of revulsion and fear rose in Emily's gut. She gasped and tried to pull away as Kai's lips opened and her tongue sought entry.

  The oriental girl's hands lifted to her breasts, teasing at the engorged peaks with great care, tracing the line of the rings. Her head moved lower, kissing out a wet trail of desire on Emily's tingling excited flesh. Beside the bench the guard watched with a grin on his face. "Does she taste good?" he murmured, fingers on the fly of his uniform trousers.

  Kai moaned and moved lower still, pushing her pert bottom up towards the guard, who turned and locked the door to the bathroom.

  Emily was so stunned that she was frozen to the spot. Kai's cool oily hands worked along her open thighs. Emily gasped. A few second later they were followed by a tongue, as warm and compelling as the heat of summer. Kai hissed softly and Emily felt Kai's tongue persuading the lips of her sex to part.

  Emily whimpered as Kai's fingers slipped beneath the leather of her harness, and pulled her onto her exploratory tongue. She wriggled to try and free herself. Emily had never been touched by a woman, nor ever in her darkest, most erotic dreams imagined what it might be like.

  Kai's expert kisses were electrifying. Emily's mind screamed in revulsion while her body begged for more. Her legs opened spontaneously, pressing the anal dildo deeper as she felt Kai locate the tender swelling peak of her clitoris. As the oriental woman's mouth closed around it Emily knew she was lost.

  Behind them the guard grunted and dropped to his knees. Emily caught a fleeting glance of his thick meaty phallus as he manoeuvred himself into position. Kai gave a wild shriek as the man plunged into her open waiting body. Emily had no idea which orifice the man had chosen, her mind full of the wild suckings and lappings of her female lover.

  The guard thrust forward, leering at Emily, his fingers playing with her peaked nipples. He set a furious pace, matched now by Kai's hot wet tongue.

  Emily thought she might faint as the flurries and waves of pleasure grew and grew with each new sensation. The stunning crystal waves seemed to come closer and closer together until suddenly her mind was filled with a brilliant white light and a pleasure of such intensity that she could barely breath.

  The guard gave one tremendous final thrust and then fell sated across Kai's leather clad back. All Emily could feel now was the roaring glow of satisfaction deep in her belly and the soft breaths of Kai on her thighs. Slowly the guard pulled away, pressing his wet flaccid cock back into his trousers. He looked at the women, crouched on the floor for his pleasure, with total disdain.

  Kai pulled herself upright and looked down at Emily. "I'll take you to see Leonora now – and then you will eat. No mask, but you'll have to be blindfolded." Her voice sounded remarkably normal, whereas Emily was trembling so much that she didn't think she would be able to stand.

  Kai unlocked her hands from the couch and helped her to her feet. She signalled to the guard who took a long silk handkerchief from his pocket and covered her eyes.

/>   He leant forward as he tied the knot tight. He was so close that Emily could feel his breath on her skin, "Keep an eye out for me. Don't forget, I'm going to be the first," he murmured threateningly. As he spoke he slipped his hand between her buttocks and pressed on the strap that held the dildo in place.

  Kai sighed theatrically. "Let me take her, pass me the leash."

  Emily heard the guard leave and then felt the gentle tug as Kai directed her to move. This time the leash was far shorter so that as they moved forward she felt Kai's knuckles brushing against her shoulders. Finally she could stay silent no longer. "How can you let him treat you like that? Are you a prisoner here?"

  Kai's reply was a short barking laugh. "A prisoner? Don't be ridiculous. I signed a contract. We all have."

  Emily nodded miserably, thinking about standing at the desk in Roderick Banyon's office with her hand poised over the contract that had brought her to Deuvar. "So the contract is genuine then?"

  "Yes, of course, we all sign up for a year at a time. I came over here on the recommendation of my sister."

  Emily was stunned. "You chose to come here?" she said incredulously.

  Kai snorted. "It offered a better life than the one in my village. Another year, maybe two, and I'll leave. Most girls stay five or six years. When we decide to leave, Leonora arranges for us to have suitable papers, money -" she paused. "And freedom to do what we like. Some of the girls choose to go with their masters, but it isn't compulsory. You should have read the contract."

  Emily shivered. "But the way they treat you? That guard? It was awful."

  Kai laughed. "The clients who come to Deuvar are connoisseurs; they understand the electric combination of pleasure and pain."

  "And the guards?"

  Kai tugged her lead so that Emily followed her around a corner. "It's in your best interests to keep them sweet. They have the power to control who goes where, who can get in to see us and who can't. Don't ever underestimate the advantages of doing what they want."