Introduction

 

Audrey Carter was sure that there was something wrong with her. She had two different natures, one that she showed the world, and the other she hid from it. Her public persona was a shy, maybe even skittish, girl. She was strikingly beautiful, but concealed it by wearing baggy clothes and little to no makeup. She made no friends or pursued any relationships with men because she was afraid that they might discover her secret self. The truth was that what she kept hidden and private scared her, because it was very dark and deviant.

Audrey was twenty-three and living on her own for the last five years after going through a dozen foster homes, never knowing who her actual parents were. She had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and a body to die for. She stood five-foot-seven, weighed 120 pounds, and had a 40DD chest that she did her best to hide from the real world. Though she was a very bright girl she barely graduated high school and had been bouncing from one temporary position to another for years.

She lived in a small studio apartment in Brooklyn, New York, and still barely made ends meet. Life was a struggle and at times it seemed pointless and monotonous, but what happened every night when she got home from work kept her going. Upon entering her small abode, she would strip naked and then get on her computer to surf the sites that fed her darker desires. Deep down Audrey dreamed of becoming a sex slave to a powerful man, but she always considered it just a fantasy that could never happen in real life.

She would troll sites that showed women submitting to men, read stories about them, and eventually delved into self-bondage and teasing herself to magnificent masturbatory pleasure. But the truth was, she did not have enough confidence in herself to actually pursue it in the real world, even though there were literally hundreds of options to do so on the internet. Instead, she dreamed of the man who would recognize her true self, sweep her off her feet, and then bind her submissive soul to Him.

When she had ended what would be the last boring assignment of her life, Audrey had no idea that the next client she would work for was destined to fill that role. Her boss called her into her office before this next job, which was highly unusual. She told Audrey that they had a new client that was looking for a personal assistant who was on call 24/7 and she thought that she would be the most likely to fit his needs. He had made it clear he was strict and demanding, and given Audrey had handled some of their most trying clients, she thought she was best suited to handle it.

There was one caveat, Audrey had to take one of those psychological assessment tests to be considered for the position. She did so on the spot, and the next day her boss called to tell her that she had earned an audition for the position. She asked her what was the difference between an interview and an audition. Her boss told her that she would have to spend a weekend at his estate to see if she was right for the position. Audrey thought it odd, but something told her that it could be an adventure, something completely lacking in her life.

She had to wait two days before a limo was sent to pick her up from her apartment, and with so much free time, she delved into her dark obsession to keep herself occupied. But even two days of self-pleasure was not enough, so she packed some toys for the weekend. She hoped to use them when she was alone in the room her potential employer said he would provide for her stay. When the limousine picked her up on Friday around noontime, Audrey had no idea how totally her life was about to change, she just sat back and enjoyed the long drive in the lap of luxury.

 

Chapter 1: Jason, and His Staff

 

Jason Adams was a wealthy financier. Rather than running his empire from a posh Wall Street office, in this day of instantaneous internet access, he helmed it from his secluded estate in upstate New York. He had made several savvy investments in technology companies in the nineties and, as they rose to dizzying valuations, he became a billionaire. That afforded him the luxury of pursuing his real passion, as a strict and dominant Master seeking his ideal slave.

But, like Audrey, he had yet to find his perfect partner. Utilizing his wealth, he came up with an interesting way to search for her, but it had yet to yield the result he sought. He had just dismissed the last candidate, his sixth since he started the search. Lisa just completed the one-year contract she signed. And just like the other five, she was taking the cash payout he offered rather than renewing it, unable to handle his escalating demands any longer.

He acquired all of his applicants through staffing services, looking for women that were willing to take up residence in his secluded mansion. But he also utilized a test that was designed to determine what kind of personality they had, and he only accepted those that had a truly submissive nature. Jason had seduced all six prior women into his service upon completion of their audition for the position. He offered them a million dollars to commit to a year in his service once the first weekend showed they had the chemistry he required. He had more than two dozen potentials that did not make the grade, but none of them learned what he really wanted.

He had really high hopes for Lisa, as she had scored as the most submissive minded girl that ever took his test. And for the first six months it went well, but as his desires became darker and more challenging, she decided that she was not cut out for it. In the last half of her contract he tried to get past her reluctance, but once the contract concluded, she opted out like the others. She did tell him that she appreciated her time with him and could never return to a purely vanilla sex life, but what he required was more than she could handle.

After Lisa, Jason began to feel like he would never find a girl who could not only handle his needs, but also revel in it the way he did. But once Lisa was gone, he began a new search shortly afterward, not willing to give up just yet. When he saw the results of Audrey's test his craving for his search was restored, as she scored as even more submissive than Lisa. Remarkably so. He also performed his requisite background check on her and found that she was his most ideal candidate yet, in every other respect too.

His investigators not only discovered that she had no family and isolated herself, except for work, they were also able to hack into her computer and discover her darkest secrets. Jason was amazed by what she watched and read on the web, not to mention the kinky videos of herself practicing her self-bondage that led to some very imaginative masturbation scenarios. It was clear that she had never had sexual encounters with a partner after he read her journal, a truly revealing account of this girl's deviant fantasies. It appeared very likely that there was a submissive tigress inside her just waiting for the right trigger to emerge.

When his driver Hugh called to tell him that he had picked up Audrey and would arrive at the estate in three hours, Jason was delighted. He summoned two of his servants, Giles his butler, and Ariko, the slave girl that one of his clients gave him a few years back. Though she was totally devoted to him, and was always ready to please him in any way, Jason did not feel the chemistry he needed when he was with her. Maybe it was because she arrived fully submissive and he did not have the chance to bond with her as she learned her role, but something was missing between them. He appreciated her in other ways though, and she was playing a key role in his search.

Giles arrived first, he had worked for Jason for over a decade and was utterly loyal to his employer...and friend. He also knew what Jason sought in women, and over the years he found he enjoyed it too. In fact, he spent more time utilizing Ariko's talents than his boss did. Today he was dressed in his tuxedo, which he only wore when important guests were expected. He also put it on for audition weekends, as a sign to the potential candidates signifying the wealth of their host.

The estate itself gave the newbies a pretty clear picture all by itself. It was secluded in the Catskill mountains with the property covering over a hundred acres. The house itself was immense, over 10,000 square feet with ten bedrooms, along with an overabundance of amenities. They were always awed by the large gate at the entrance to his property, followed by the long winding driveway that snaked through a dense forest. Finally, when they emerged out of it and onto the three acres cleared for the massive house, the extent of his wealth would be imprinted on them.

When Giles entered Jason's office/study he was greeted with, "Our next prospect is on the way, is everything ready for her?"

"Yes Jason, Ariko is putting the outfit out up in her room, and Clara will have dinner ready at six o'clock," Giles answered.

Clara was the German cook, another servant provided by a wealthy client in Europe. She was not only a gourmet chef; she was also a kinky girl that liked to play on both sides of the tracks. She was just as comfortable submitting to a man, as she was topping a girl. Like Ariko, she played a big part in Jason's search for his ultimate submissive partner.

"Very good," Jason said, just as Ariko entered the room.

The girl was petite, just under five feet tall and weighing only 102 pounds. Her figure was not very curvy, but dressed in her abbreviated French maid outfit, it did make her look very sexy. She was wearing her typical four-inch black patent leather pumps, matching fishnet stockings, and a satin finished maid dress. It had lacy white frill around the hem, collar, and the ends of the short sleeves. It had a very short hem covering less than half her thighs, so that if she bent all the way over, she would flash her buns and the thin string of her G-string panties running between her cheeks. It was somewhere between pornographic and simply sexy, but it would send a message.

"Hello Ariko, is our new guest's accommodations ready?" Jason asked her, as she stepped beside Giles.

"Yes Master, all is prepared," Ariko answered in her soft, almost juvenile voice.

"Very good. Giles, you will greet our guest upon arrival, and Ariko will take her to her room. But we have a few hours to kill, so why don't you go see how Clara is doing?"

"No problem," Giles said, and then he left.

Once Jason and Ariko were alone, he said, "Take your uniform off and kneel at my feet slave."

"Yes Master," Ariko answered sexily.

She reached behind her back and pulled down the zipper of her dress. She slid her arms from the sleeves next, and then she shimmied out of it, revealing she wore no bra. Her 32A cup tits were just small bumps, even on her lean frame, but they were capped by large dark pink nipples. As she removed her flimsy panties, it revealed her bald pussy, which she shaved smooth every morning after her daily enema and toilet. She then dropped to her hands and knees to crawl around the desk and knelt between Jason's thighs, as he had turned his chair sideways.

After Ariko knelt between his legs and bent down to kiss each of his feet, Jason said, "Present the tits slave." She rose up on her knees to face him, holding her meager breasts up with her hands to point her large nipples toward Jason.

He grabbed the engorged nubbins and twisted them between his thumbs and index fingers. They always swelled when she knew her Master wanted to use her, and she purred like a kitten when he squeezed and twisted them. Considering she grew up in poverty, was sold by her father at eighteen, and again a year later, Ariko considered herself lucky to be living in Master Jason's mansion now. Considering that the entire village she used to live in could have fit inside it with room to spare, Ariko knew she was fortunate. The fact that she had been here for four years now also gave her a sense of permanence she never had in her past life.

Another facet of her enslavement to Jason was the fact that he awakened her sexuality. She was a virgin when Ariko was sent to her first Master, and he used her quite callously. She had already been raised as a submissive to her father, and though her first owner introduced her to sex, it was only to satisfy his needs. She did not have her first orgasm until Jason became her Master, and it was what made her life with Jason so different than anything she ever experienced. But she had also been so downtrodden by the time Jason found her, she could never fully express how deeply she felt for him.

Ariko had become quite a randy little vixen, eager to please no matter what, but even more so when her Master stoked her internal fires. Even now, as he twisted her hard nubbins in his fingers, her pussy got all wet and hungry to feel his manhood. When he snapped a pair of binder clips onto her nipples, Ariko merely moaned in arousal, even though the pain was sharp.

Once the clips were firmly biting into her flesh, he said, "How does that feel slave?"

"They hurt Master, thank you Master," she answered, as she had come to welcome the pain that was often the precursor to a sexual romp.

"You may beg to suck my cock now slave," he said.

"Master, your humble slave begs for the honor of servicing your beautiful cock with her mouth. Please grant her the chance to worship your manhood," she said, the lust she was feeling quite apparent in her reply.

"Permission granted," he said.

She reached for his pants and drew down the fly before reaching into it to gently pull his semi-erect cock free. Once it was revealed, she placed her mouth over it and then placed her hands on his thighs, and she began to tenderly suck on his shaft. As it grew and swelled from her oral manipulation, Ariko's pace increased until her head was bobbing quite rapidly into his lap. She really did love her Master, though the only way she knew to show it was with her enthusiastic obedience. In her mind she did not consider her status allowed her the chance to ever voice her feelings, all of it was based on the caste system she was raised to believe. She was a mere slave girl that was lucky to serve her sexy Master.

When Jason felt his cock was hard and wet enough, he said, "Reverse anal, now!"

Ariko quickly pulled her mouth free, spun around, stood up, and reached between her legs to grab and guide his stiff shaft into her tight anus. She cooed like a bird as it climbed up into her rectum, enjoying how much it still stretched her tight little bottom hole. She hated anal sex before she came here, but Jason had taught Ariko that anal sex could be as good as vaginal when the man wielding the cock used it properly. As she settled onto his lap with his staff buried deep inside her colon, she felt a thrill when he hugged her tight to his body.

"Thank you Master, I love the way your big fat cock fills my tight little asshole!" Ariko cooed, feeling her sex pulsing with envy because it wanted to feel his cock too.

He did not answer her, instead he used his left hand to hold her by the base of her right tit, while sliding his other hand down to her sex. He slid two fingers into her sopping wet snatch and used his palm to grind against her clit, causing Ariko to shudder and moan erotically.

"Fuck your Master's cock slave, and when I come inside your ass, your pussy may come too," he whispered into her ear.

Gripping the arms of his chair for stability, Ariko began rocking her hips to get his cock moving in and out of her clenching sphincter. This also rocked her sex against his hand which kept a firm grip on her crotch, sending sparks of pleasure through her loins. It increased when he pulled upward on her sex, lifting her up off his lap and extruding half his cock from her bottom before allowing her to drop back down onto his staff. For nearly half an hour they shared this slow sexual dance until Jason pulled her down one final time and erupted inside her bowels.

Ariko was already fighting back her desire to let go when Jason began pumping his load into her. As soon as she felt the familiar throb and hot jizz filling her bottom, her sex responded in kind. She knew he could feel it pulsing against his hand, but she also was leaking like a sieve and soaking his pants in the process. While she enjoyed the orgasm she was having, Ariko was also eager to be disciplined for soiling his clothes. She used to hate being punished by her father and first owner, but now they were a fair price for the kind of pleasure she was experiencing with her Master's cock currently throbbing inside her bottom.

"Thank you Master!" Ariko cried out in ecstasy, thankful for the kind of sexual joy she had found in Jason's service.

"You made quite the mess little one, we will need a shower before our guest arrives. Now get up, clench your buns, and suck me clean before we go," Jason said.

Ariko obeyed, keeping her sphincter tightly clenched as she spun around to wrap her lips around his shaft again. After cleaning him up, and then having her bottom plugged to keep his spunk inside her, the two of them went to his room and shared a shower. Once she was done washing him, Jason stepped out of the shower and began toweling off while Ariko was washing her hair.

When she was done washing her body, Jason turned off the water and said, "Now squat and expel your plug and my spunk. Then you will lick it up off the shower floor."

"Yes Master," Ariko said as she squatted down by the back wall, away from the drain. She had to strain to force the large pear-shaped plug from her body, and she was thrilled that Master was standing there watching her do it. She was a little embarrassed after it plopped onto the wet floor because she let out a loud fart too. But a few more flexes of her anal ring expelled the last remnants of his spend, with most of it coating the plug itself.

Jason watched her perform an act most would consider humiliating, but he knew Ariko did not see it that way. She was so immersed in her role as his slave that she eagerly lapped up his semen, both from the tiles and also by licking the plug clean when the floor was done. At his next command she was out of the shower and drying herself with a towel. He had left the bathroom to get dressed by the time she was dry, and she followed him after hanging her towel neatly on a bar.

"You may dress Ariko," Jason said, and the naked slave went over to the bed where she laid out her outfit when she stripped off her clothes.

Ariko put on her stockings first, but before she could put on her thong panties, Jason called her over to where he was sitting, now that he was dressed again. As she walked over to him, she saw the rope that he was holding and it gave her a little thrill. She loved it when he bound her. It was the tool he first used to teach her that being rendered helpless and then pleasured to incredible heights, was the way he would reward her for her total submission to him. She stopped a pace away from where Jason sat, and spread her legs after he tapped her inner thighs with his free hand to tell her to do just that.

Jason had folded the rope in half and wrapped it around her waist, threading the two loose ends through the loop he formed in it. He cinched it very tightly, so that the twin strands of rope dug deeply into her soft flesh just below her belly button, making sure that the two ropes met right in the middle of her abdomen. He tugged it down and threaded the pair around her clit before reaching behind her and tugging them upward. Jason spun her around and slipped the ends of it up and under the rope cutting into her waist. Once it was all the way through, he yanked it up hard and then tied it off just above where it disappeared between her ass cheeks. He wrapped the loose end around the descending rope until it was all neatly tucked inside her bisected buttocks.

He spun her back around and smiled at how nicely her clit bulged between the two ropes, and how deeply it cut into the gash just below it. He knew it would abrade her cunt and ass hole with every step she took, but he had one thing to add to make it truly interesting.

"Go put on your dress, but toss me the thong first," Jason said, slapping her on the rump.

Ariko obeyed without a thought, and once she returned to him, he was holding the panties open for her to step into them. She saw he had glued an abrasive pad in the gusset to rub against her clit, he found that the plastic loop side of Velcro strips provided the right level of irritation. She placed each foot into the appropriate hole and she watched him slide them up her legs. He did not just pull them over her crotch, Jason pulled each side band up and tied it off to her waist rope, making sure the remained tightly pressed against her pussy.

He made her take a walk around the room, and she gasped at first, but brought herself under control. Jason could still see it on her face though, fighting to remain calm while her clitoris was being relentlessly teased. Since Ariko would be tasked to show Audrey to her room once she arrived it would be a trial to contain her arousal for that trek. He knew Ariko would never tip off Audrey to her status knowingly, but he did expect that she would notice that Ariko would be struggling to disguise something.

Given all the data he had on Audrey already, and the consistent failure with his past candidates, Jason had decided upon a very different approach for this one. If he felt the chemistry he required, and she responded well to their first dinner meeting, he had an idea that, with a girl like Audrey, could reap big benefits. But, as he sent Ariko off to meet his newest candidate, Jason decided to hold his hope in check. If she was going to be the one that he sought, he would find out soon enough.