Angela's Trial and Tribulations (8 page)

“I'll try in future not to hurt so much.”

“No, Jason. If he thinks you are pulling the strokes he might do anything...”

Jason fell silent. He well knew she was right. Oh well, he hoped things might turn out for them, that was about all he could do, right then.

“You want another go, girl?” “I thought you'd never ask.”

That night as she slept in her narrow bed, she hugged herself in glee. She couldn't possibly have imagined sex could be so wonderful. And she was even more ecstatic that she had fallen in love with Jason. Marvelling that just an hour before she had hated him as the instrument of Alex' sadism...

The next day was bad. Jason made it as easy as he could but Alex had him fit her into the machine before he left and demanded she be kept in it, suffering long sessions with it switched on and ordered that she was only to be released from it when he returned home.

The machine was quite horrible. Alex had designed it himself and he delighted in it. His victims didn't, though.

It consisted of a set of rails on which were placed the two working units and the bench to which the victim was secured. The two working units were at either end and the bench fixed permanently in the middle.

First Angela was strapped face-down onto the bench. It was built like a form or bench and was a foot wide and two long. Angela's head extended out over one end of the form and her loins the other. Her two arms were pulled down and her hands were secured to manacles affixed to the bottom of the support at that end and her feet were then pulled forward and each ankle similarly fixed to manacles at the bottom of the other support. This caused her buttocks to open and stretch and both her anus and her vagina were now well exposed and were well clear of the rear end of the form. Her head lolled down over the other end, but not for long.

Once she was firmly secured by the addition of a belt pulled down tight over the small of her back to stop the slightest movement, they prepared the two machines. These were identical except for the travelling rod which was the ultimate element of the machines. They were set on a small metal platform on wheels that ran on the rails. They comprised a small motor, a gear train that reduced the speed of the motor to just a few revolutions each minute, and a rod attached to the rim of the final gear wheel that allowed the rod to move back and forth like a piston. In the case of the machine at her head, this rod finished in a long thick single dildo; in the case of that at the rear, there were two rods, one on either side of the wheel and at opposite sides of the wheel.

First Jason fitted the mouth dildo into her. He moved the machine up close, lifted the rod and gently inserted the dildo into her mouth. He moved the gear wheel until the rod was fully retracted, then ordering her to open her mouth, he moved the machine on the rails until the dildo was a good three inches inside her mouth and she could not expel it. He then locked the base's wheels and switched on the machine. The motor hummed and the gears began to turn, forcing the rod to moved forward and the soft dildo on its end to enter further, moving right down her throat before retracting to its starting position. The gears slowed the movement to about one full revolution every thirty seconds and she found she could breathe quite easily. She also found that while the thing was pretty horrible, she could cope with if she raised her head to straighten her throat to allow it easy passage.

Next Jason and Alex moved to her rear. Jason slid the unit up close to her bottom and, after rotating the gear wheel until one rod was at its furthest extremity, took it and sliding the unit forward, pushed the dildo into her anus. He then locked the wheels. He rotated the gear again until the other one was full retracted and while he had to bend the soft material of the dildo to get it into her vagina, he managed and then inched the machine even closer before again locking it in place. Neither dildo could now eject from either her vagina or anus until the wheels were unlocked. He switched this unit on too and now as one dildo slowly entered her anus, the other retracted from her vagina.

Alex stood back and watched in glee as his invention now fucked his slavegirl in three places at once.

“Make sure she stays on it all day, Jason,” he warned and then, after watching her for another few minutes, he left in his car for the town hall.

As soon as the car was out of the drive, Jason stopped both motors and removed the mouth dildo. “Bad?” he asked.

“Not too bad, Jason. But I don't know how I'd be after a whole day of this!”

“You won't have to. You'll have to take it for some hours or he'll know. We'll try a half hour on and an hour off. But this afternoon. You better stay on it for the last two hours, at least. And remember, you got to pretend you in real agony or he smell a rat, okay?”

She smiled. “Okay and Jason... ?” “Yes, girl?”

“Thanks.”

She spent the day on the diabolical machine. After Jason had removed the dildos from her anus and vagina, she found their re-introduction was too bad so asked him to leave them in there but just turn off the motors. She liked him to take the dildo out of her mouth though for it was an intrusion and in any case she wanted to talk to him when he had the time to come up and spend it with her.

He had to be careful of the other three, though. You didn't know who to trust these days and while the other slave girls were probably loyal to Angela, you couldn't take afford to take risks.

They talked of his childhood and hers and of her training as a librarian and her love of athletics. He was apparently also a good track and field man and Alex had encouraged him in this as it had helped immeasurably to develop and hone his body.

“How can you bear to have him touch you, Jason?” she asked.

“You got to understand, Angela. He took me as an orphan and he brought me up in luxury. I wanted for nothing. I got a good enough education and I had the best clothes and food. It seemed it was the least I could do to give him my body in return.”

“Well what about all the abuse of us women?”

“Ah, that's another matter. I think it started out small but it just grew. It wasn't until I saw you and watched you that something in me snapped and I realised how bad all this was.”

“You mean you didn't even know that what you were doing was wrong?”

“No. All the laws changed. You women became things, sort of, and after that rebellion, you had to be punished. It all seemed right and proper.”

“Hmmm, well, I suppose I can see how he had you brainwashed. But what are we going to do? You are virtually married to him and I am nothing but his slave for another four years.”

“I don't know, Angela. Nothing we can do, I suppose. We can enjoy each other occasionally... I know it won't be often and when I have to beat you - and the others now, I suppose, it's going to be hard ...” He shrugged his great shoulders and grinned resignedly at her. “Time you had another session... You ready?”

She smiled up at him and he replaced the dildo in her mouth and switched on both machines and once more she was being raped in three places at once - and by machines.

When Alex returned and found her covered in sweat and her face red and strained he smiled. “Excellent work, Jason. Take her off and let's took her over.” Jason backed off both machines and removed her manacles then helped her up and off the bench. Alex went over her carefully, examining her mouth and then her anus and vagina. “Much better,” he pronounced. “She can sleep tonight but tomorrow I will want her...”

The next day she found the dildo up her ass much easier to bear and that night when Alex demanded she suck him off, she was able to perform perfectly. So was she when he demanded she lie on his bed with her legs up and spread wide so he could fuck her ass while he lay along her body.

She even responded to his advances as if she really delighted in them, totally concealing the black rage she felt against him and her hatred of everything he stood for. She mourned that Jason had been so degraded by this man as to see no wrong in what he was made to do in his service and she vowed to herself that one day she would exact revenge against him for everything he had done against womankind. She would not be so foolish as to mount an open rebellion as Amanda Swift and her friends had done at so much cost to them and to womankind in general, but she would act, one day, somehow.

In the meantime, she had to cope with more abuse.

Alex found out, somehow, that Molly and Jane had a thing going. His first reaction was to have them punished very severely but Jason persuaded him that it might be more fun to have them come and perform as lesbian lovers while he watched. “Good point, Jason. Get them down here. They can do it on the floor in front of me, here.”

Molly and Jane were as frightened of Alex as Angela. When it became apparent Jason knew of their illicit sex they cringed back. He mollified them but he didn't show them the tenderness he had with Angela. He still had a front to keep up. He made them understand they might escape punishment if they put on a good show and although they entered the drawing room in fear and some trepidation, once they began to make love together and were able to put out of their minds that two men were sitting and watching them, they really performed very well.

Another week went by with Alex using his girls as he wished and Jason keeping up his new front very well. Alex had a brainwave. “That girl, Angela. She doesn't like lesbian sex, does she, Jason?”

No, Boss. I think she thinks it very indecent.”

“Good. Have the two lesbos down here then go and fetch Angela.”

Jason's heart was heavy. He knew what his boss was going to do and he hoped Angela wouldn't rebel. He hated the idea of punishing her now. Not that he had to that often. Since she was out of the house with Alex most of the time, he had only the other three to worry about and he was less enthusiastic about beating them than he had been. He didn't let his control over them slip, merely pointed out that as long as they did their work, they might find him less severe in applying the rod or the whip. They were appreciative although they didn't know why and Angela said nothing.

Now though, as he brought his lovely young girl down to drawing room he looked very downcast. “Whatever's the matter, Jason?” she asked worriedly. It might be anything, even the fact she was being sold.

“I think he wants you to make love with Jane and Molly...”

“Oh is that all. Hell, I don't like it. I think it's a bit disgusting actually, but I'll do it and he'll think I love it, if you like.”

“No, don't do that. Do it, and do it well but don't make him think you like it. I don't know what he might do then. Just make him think you're obedient, that's enough.” And so, when she entered the room to find Jane and Molly a tangle of legs and arms on the floor, kissing, rubbing their bodies together and exciting each other's sex, she stood and stared down at them with her face quite neutral.

“Get down with them, girl. I want to see you as enthusiastic as them or you can anticipate the whip to your back.”

She dropped down and Jane and Molly were surprised - and then pleased to have her. Everybody adored her for her good nature, friendliness and her willingness to help others, but they also hungered for her lithe, athletic body with its honey-gold skin and beautifully toned muscles.

They reached up to her and kissed her while their hands roved all over her slender form. Breasts were touched together and rubbed until her nipples were as erect as theirs. Fingers delved into her vagina to excite her clit to a tingling arousal. She found it wasn't as bad as she had imagined, even if it was still not her thing. She was pleased for although she would have simulated the reaction Alex wanted, this was so much easier.

Alex watched for an hour then dismissed them.

But that night he had Jason fuck her while he watched.

It was nothing like her love-making with him a week earlier. That had been a wonderful, tender experience; this was a return to the rape and sexual abuse of former days. Jason warned her with his eyes to react accordingly and she did, showing her apparent distaste for him and his body by facial expression and body language. Alex was fooled. She was hard put to simulate it though. She loved this man who was apparently raping her. Loved everything about him. His body of course, that superbly crafted and magnificently defined and toned physique that would be hard to beat anywhere; his handsome face and sunny smile (when Alex wasn't around, otherwise he still had to show his contempt for all four of the slave girls); but most of all his love for her.

He was quite impersonal this time however. He raped her brutally, knowing Alex was getting his rocks off as much by watching his muscles flex and his boyish buttocks contract and thrust, as from her body beneath him.

He knew Alex would soon move up closer and run his hands from his shoulders to his feet, delighting in the smooth warm muscle flexing beneath his fingers... He had always accepted this until now as part of the price he had to pay for his upbringing in luxury but now, with the realisation of his love for Angela, he also knew how indecent it was. Still, he also knew the best plan was to go on as if nothing had changed. Alex was unpredictable and above all, Jason didn't want to lose her now that he had found her and if Alex even remotely thought there was anything between them he would be enraged. Jason was his boy and no-one else was going to have him.