The Village of Agony and Ecstasy-Ch 3 Shaved

The Village of Agony and ecstasy
Chapter 3 Shaved

Bella shuffled along behind the male slaves that helped her from the wagon. They headed towards a dusty, gray structure down the dirt path. The two male slaves chattered away ignoring her.

"master says this one is a live one. She's feisty," one of them said. They both looked at each other and cackled.

"Well, she won't be for long, now will she?" said the other. "Master will break her, that's for sure, " they laughed again.

Bella froze and stomped her foot, her eyes flashing. "Shut up. Who are you two to talk about me? You do not know me," she shouted. She reared back dragging the male slave holding her shackles backwards until he almost fell down.

"Heyyyyyyyyy," he shouted yanking her back into place. "Stop it. You had better learn now that the Master means business. You will learn to submit to him and you will be treated fairly. If you don't, it will really be tough for you here. He can be as kind as he is harsh."

The other slave snarled at her. "Not to mention what WE will do to you in the slave-quarters if you make it hard on us by not doing what we tell you to do."

Bella remained firm. "Well you are just two poor little ole' slaves, now aren't you? You have no breeding and character. I do. He will not own me."

The two men looked at each other and laughed again. "Well, little Miss Brat, we shall see now won't we," said the slave holding her rope. He gave it a yank and Bell tumbled forward catching herself before she hit the ground.

He yanked her and pulled her along until they stopped in front of a large stone structure with a huge wooden door. It creaked as they pushed it open and dragged her inside. "Which room shall we put her in?" asked the male holding her rope. "We have to bathe and shave her for the Master."

A very voluptuous slave girl dressed only in a skimpy two-piece leather outfit sitting at a desk said, "Take her to the last room on the right. Master sent instructions and the other girls are preparing the room for you." Bella glared at her. Her nipples were standing up peeking over the top of the material and the bottoms barely covered her sex. She appeared comfortable with her attire. Bella was embarrassed for her. 

She stared at Bella eyeing her up and down. "Hmmmmmmmmm, a new slave girl, eh?"

"Yes, and she is going to need some taming," they all snickered together.

"Well she surely will get it here," said the girl.

The rope pulled Bella down the hall. She heard squeals and grunts coming from the many rooms they passed. The doors were shut so she could only imagine what was happening in the rooms. They approached one room on the left, the door burst open, and a slave girl came out hurriedly. Bella peered into the room. A man was in the room standing between a woman's open legs. She was stretched on a stone table. 

She was yelping and squealing. "Pleeeeeeeeease don't do that. It hurts," she cried

"Now listen here, girl, you lay still. This is as the Master ordered. Your clit will have to be suctioned. He wants it larger. After I attach it, it will feel wonderful, I promise. I am to allow you to orgasm once," chided the man as he held a cylinder in one hand and pulled a small plunger on the end of it out.

The slave girl who had come out hurried back in with what looked like a gag in her hand. The door slammed and the woman on the table cries became muffled.

Bella was mortified. The two male slaves pulled her into the next room. It was damp and cold although it had a fire burning in the hearth. There was a huge, padded chair in the middle of the room with two small carts sitting beside it. On the carts were some objects, cloths, towels, a pitcher of water, and some other items. The two slaves pushed her as she protested into the chair, binding her wrists to the arms of the chair. They slowly raised first one leg, draping it over the arm of the chair. Bella fought them as they did. A rope held it securely to the arm. Rippppppppppppp. There went her tunic. 

“No, let me go you pigs,” she shouted. A hand reached out and grabbed her other ankle. She tried to kick him, but the other helped, slowly spreading legs apart.

"Hey, nice little pussy, eh? Tie her open, I want to see her better.” 

Bella turned red in embarrassment as they slowly pulled her open, feeling her pussy lips spreading open as she was spread wide. She bucked in the chair, but to no avail. Her ankle was gripped tightly, rope now securing her leg to the opposite arm rest. Her legs were now spread open, her sex open for them. She felt a hand slide underneath her ass, pushing her forward and up, her bottom was naked, turned up, exposed and open. Before she could cry out again, the sarcastic slave put a gag in her mouth. All Bella could do was moan and grunt. She felt the warmth of a lamp.

“Don't you just love shaving them?"

The conversation humiliated her as she writhed in the chair and groaned.

"Yes I do. And I love to play with them too. And look at this one. Let's do a thorough examination on her, okay? She has a nice gaping hole and it looks so tight, not to mention her asshole."

Bella whined. She closed her eyes to shut them out. She felt fingers on her sex, as her lips were tugged open wide to expose all within them. The fingers were not gentle, grabbing her pussy lips tightly between two fingers and pulling them wide. It almost felt like they were trying to tear them off, pulling them obscenely wide, exposing her pink insides. Another pair of hands moved over her sex, grabbing the layer of skin over her clit and pulling it back, exposing her clit to their gaze. “MMMMM,” she mumbled into the gag, her head turning back and forth in protest.

"Look at that clit. It is huge. The Master will love this one. Wonder how much bigger it gets when you stroke it?"

Bella felt something graze the head of her clit. She jolted forward as a shock coursed through her body. She knew that her body would betray her now. She could feel the wetness build. Her hips arched up in reaction, unable to contain herself. Her clit was extremely sensitive and would instantly make her wet when stimulated by her fingers. This was different. This was rough hands running harshly over it.

"Look. She's wet. You little slut you, you like this."

Bella squirmed pulling at her bonds. The rubbing continued on the head of her clit until she could feel it was slippery wet. Her mind was swimming as her little sex button, swelled, throbbed under the ministrations. Her sex was dripping now. There was only the sound of her panting in the room. Her hips continued to buck in the bondage they placed her in. Her ass raised up from the chair, her asshole exposed to them.

"Look how red and big it gets. And she is sopping wet. Oh you bad girl, you," the male slaves chuckled. "How does it feel to have your clit stroked before two men, eh? We can see everything, Miss Brat, we have the lamp on you now so we are going to see that tight hole of yours spasm and convulse. We will see every quiver."

Bella let out a shriek through the gag. She could not stand much more. She was going to cum before them. She tried desperately to free herself so she could close her legs. The tickling continued as the sensations passed through her body. She could feel how swollen and erect her clit was. Her sex was pulsing, dripping, and her head pounding.

She felt an intrusion into her sex. It was at the opening of her sex hole. It teased her, entering her and tickling her there for a moment and was taken away. She was so aroused she wanted to scream to get it back. Rough fingers entered again, this time two. She felt them moving around inside her, twisting and turning, hard knuckles rubbing her soft flesh. 

"Suck my finger." It was the sarcastic male talking. "Suck my finger, go ahead. We both want to see your pussy hole suck it. Clamp down on it. Bite down, hard." The fingers pushed in and out repeatedly.

"Mmmmmmm, I like fingerfucking her. She feels tight inside," he said as his finger continued its onslaught.