STORY DESCRIPTION I wasn't a bad lad, but naughty at times. My adventure began with a discussion that pleasure is not, and cannot be, torture.
I was collected by the Palace guards, and taken into the dungeons; the Duchess's daughter was out to prove me, wrong.
Naked, I was faced with several delightful females, all naked and eager for cock - definitely a pleasure, but how could she turn it into torture? That was what I was about to find out.
The next step was for the loser to pay a penance, be a slave to the winner. Four weeks of fun and games followed the test as to if a pleasure can be, torture.
Four weeks of slaving over their Master or Mistress, training was first, then the fun, as the slave did anything, and everything asked of them for their owner.
It was all in fun, but with painful consequences, as agreed between us, if the slave failed to do, as told.
I admit that faced with these females, the pleasure I derived from thinking about her massaging my feet when I won, was not upper most in my mind.
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