Dolly, Chapter 9: The Dungeon

Dolly gets exposed to some of her owner's kinkier desires

9: The Dungeon

Jeff Feinstein was a sadist. Not just the physical aspects, spanking, caning, whipping, and the like. He enjoyed the mental aspects as well.

So he enjoyed the growing look of anguish in Dolly’s eyes over the three days since she had serviced Suzy while Zhopa, his petite Russian orphan who preferred anal sex to anything, rode his cock. He brought her up each day, let her mingle with the Toys. She had asked several times, begged once, for him to take her virginity. She had even asked him to take her ass. He could tell she was worried that he was not happy enough with her, and that she would end up as one of his servants.

She could not have been more wrong. He simply was enjoying drawing out her corruption to be in any hurry.
Today he had left her in her cage until after lunch. With nothing to do, she had been masturbating constantly, watching videos of women in bondage being fucked, used in S&M play, or both. The pheromones and drugs she was being surreptitiously exposed to had been increased, and with little to do except read erotic novels and watch and listen to porn nonstop, her sex drive was off the charts.

When Jeff arrived outside her cage, she had continued masturbating, looking at him, and begging for him to fuck her. The words she used were right from her subliminal programming. “Please, Master, Fuck, Me”, “I need, Master’s, Cock”, “I live, For, Master’s, Cock”. She had orgasmed while begging for his cock.

Jeff ordered her out of the cage, her cunt still dripping, and, once she knelt with form that was by now perfect, he leashed her. This time he made her crawl, giving her instructions on improving her form, perfection always the goal. She crawled down the hall to the familiar door to the stairway up, but then across the landing to the door on the far side, which she had yet to enter.

As the door opened, Jeff’s dungeon was revealed. It was a large rectangular room, perhaps thirty feet by forty-five. It was arranged in thirds. At the far end was a pair of high-back chairs, almost thrones, a small table between them, along with two sex couches, the set forming a U-shape. A toilet and shower were in one corner and a group of cabinets in the other. The middle was mostly open, with chains and ropes hanging from beams on the ceiling, with another of the large chairs and a side table. Shelves with pegs underneath contained a variety of implements and toys.

The third immediately by the door contained bondage devices. There was a St Andrews cross, a whipping post, an oddly shaped bench with intricate curves and cutouts, another more plain bench covered with black leather, and a barrel-shaped device. There were also a variety of items Dolly could not identify, but all had dildos attached to them.

Hanging in the very middle of the room, her body suspended, nude but for a gag held in place with a sort of harness over her face, spread eagle from chains on the floor and ceiling, was one of the Russian girls, Viktoria. She was one of the taller girls, about five foot six, but slender at perhaps one hundred pounds and 34B breasts. Her eyes were blue and hair golden blonde and in a pony tail hanging to the middle of her back.

“You’re going to assist me today, Dolly”, Jeff told her. “I’m going to have some fun with Viktoria here. First we need to get some cuffs on you.”

As Jeff placed cuffs made of hemp rope on her ankles and wrists, Dolly asked, “Master, why do some girls have normal names, but others have names that mean ‘cunt’, and ‘whore’, and things like that?”

Jeff chuckled at the question. “It depends on the girl and the name they came with. Puta I named for her mother, who was a whore, and besides I don’t care for her real name, which is Guadalupe. ‘Zhopa’ means ‘asshole’ in Russian. I gave that name to her because she loves anal. Sad story, really. You can ask her about it if you wish.”

When the cuffs were on, Jeff began constructing a rope harness for Dolly out of rope. It crossed her stomach and back in a diamond pattern, pinching her small breasts uncomfortably. The rope going from her front to her back under her crotch took some getting used to as well.

When Dolly was ready, Jeff had her stand next to Viktoria. “Viktoria here is what is sometimes called a pain slut.” He went over to a shelf on the wall, gathering up several implements. He laid them out on the floor, telling Dolly what each was and having her repeat each name.

“Viktoria likes things that hurt. Sometimes she will even orgasm just from the pain.” He reached up and grabbed one of her nipples, giving it a savage twist and tugged it several inches from her breast. The girl let out a hiss and a long moan of pleasure.

He called for two nipple clamps, of the four he had brought out. As he attached nipple clamps to Viktoria, he said to Dolly, “Some of the things I do to my little pain slut here, I will be doing to you as well. Bring me the other two clamps.”

Dolly did as she was told, and stood up straight as Jeff sucked each nipple until it was nice and erect before putting on the clamps. He tightened each one until Dolly let out a short yelp of pain. “Some like to attach weights to the clamps, makes it hurt more. I think it just makes the nipples rubbery and look terrible.”

Jeff sat down and lit a cigar, allowing the pain to work on both girls. Once he had it lit he took a few deep drags, then handed it to Dolly. He instructed her to make sure it did not go out by taking a puff, but not inhaling, at least once a minute when he had her hold it for him. Then he removed her clamps.

He went over to Viktoria. Her nipples were swollen and, he knew, would be incredibly sensitive at this point. He took a long pull on the cigar, then moved it slowly closer to her right nipple. She squirmed in her chains, her body trying to pull back as she whimpered. He repeated this on her left nipple, and then got on one knee and brought it close to her clit.

Viktoria’s cunt was dripping with sexual excitement brought on by the pain and the fear.

Standing, he removed the clamps and called for the rattan cane. “Dolly, I’m going to give her a dozen stripes on her backside. Kneel down close to her cunt, and watch how excited she gets.”

Jeff swung the cane slowly back, making sure it was parallel to the floor. Then he whacked it hard on Viktorias firm ass. The girl let out a stifled yelp of pain, followed by a slow moan. Waiting about fifteen seconds between blows, so that the sting from the first swat started to mellow before the next one came, he delivered a dozen blows. When he was done, Viktoria had a series of red welts from the top of her buttocks to the tops of her thighs.

After the sixth strike, he ordered Dolly to suck on Viktoria’s clit. By the time the last blow landed, Viktoria was just coming down from an explosive orgasm, leaving Dolly’s face shiny wet.

“Now, Dolly, get on your knees, face on the floor and ass up. I am going to give you three.”

Dolly did as she was told, fearful of what was coming. Her cries of pain had not a hint of pleasure. When he was done, Jeff rubbed her ass gently, his fingers tracing between her skinny thighs over her pussy. Not a drop of wetness did he find.

Jeff used a crop on Viktoria’s tits and nipples next, with the occasional flick over her clit. As he did so, he instructed Dolly on how to insert the exceedingly large butt plug into Viktoria’s ass. The Russian squealed and squirmed as the plug stretched her ass almost to the point of ripping her sphincter.

Once again when Jeff was done covering the taller girl’s tits with red welt from the crop, he gave Dolly a taste of it. Dolly, it seemed, had a low tolerance for pain. A few tears began to seep from her eyes.

“What did she do to deserve this, Master?”, Dolly asked through a sniffle. Jeff knew she was really asking about why it was being done to her.

“Nothing, my dear. I simply enjoy doing it. So, I may as well do it with someone who also enjoys it.” He paused and then added, “As for why I’m doing it to you, it’s to see if you enjoy it like Viktoria here does”

Dolly was clearly torn. Finally, she said, “If you like it, Master, then I will learn to like it.”

Jeff smiled at her but said nothing. He put the nipple clamps back on Viktoria, and had Dolly insert a thick vibrator with a clit stimulator into her, holding it in place with a strap around her back. Then he sat in his chair, enjoying his cigar, and had Dolly suck his cock.

It was only Dolly’s second time doing it, but she was a quick learner. As he head bobbed in his lap, Jeff enjoyed the gurgling noises as she tried her best to get his cock in far enough to reach his balls. He had her use both hands, coaching her until she got the hang of it. Her small fists became extensions of her lips. She pulled back until the head of his cock was just inside the lower hand, then pushed her head down until his cock was as deep in her throat as she could force it, her spit lubricating her palms as she went.

“Swallow it, Dolly. Swallow it all”, he growled a few seconds before filling her mouth as he held her head right where he wanted it. His cum coated her tongue and filled her mouth. She could not swallow fast enough, and the excess oozed out of her lips and over Jeff’s balls.

Jeff made her lap it all up, her tongue fishing for jizz among his pubic hair and down to his anus. When she was done, he stood, pulling his pants on, and went over to Viktoria. She had orgasmed no less than three times while Dolly sucked his cock, and her body was covered with sweat. He released the clamps, massaging the nipples as the blood flow returned. He unbound her wrists and did the same with them, followed by her ankles.

When he removed the gag, Viktoria gasped out, “Thank you, Master!”, falling into his arms when he released her, exhausted. Jeff showed Dolly how to apply a soothing cream to the angry welts on Viktoria’s ass, then did the same for Dolly’s three stripes.

When they were done, Viktoria went upstairs, while Dolly was led, walking this time, back to her cage.

“Master”, she asked hesitantly. “Are you happy with me?”

“Very much so, my Dolly”, Jeff replied.

As she entered her cage, Dolly smiled at him. “Thank you, Master. I am glad you bought me.”

Jeff smiled back, then closed the door and lowered the outer door, leaving Dolly to her book and the videos.