Denise

*** Chapter 16, Extraction

The click clack of the heels on the concrete floor brought him out of his slumber.

His eyes flicked open but he saw only the sweaty blackness of the inside of the mask. The panties in his mouth opened his mouth as wide as the ropes that bound his legs opened his thighs. Every muscle ached even though most of his body weight resting on a leather sling from the ceiling.

"Good morning my little captive,” said Gudrun to him. The time was late evening and the conditioning was about to begin.

"Are you ready to please me now?"

Jake nodded wearily making the mask attached dildo wobble over his sealed mouth. He had decided to co-operate as far as he could to relax her guard. Thus he might find a way to get her to release him or at least allow him to see.

He heard a movement again as Gudrun approached him. A tugging pulled the tube out of his prick. Jake heard the tube fall to the floor as she discarded it.

"I think that it is time for us to have a little chat,” she said in her low voice.

A few turns and a pull at the knickers in his mouth and Jake could feel the cold air of the cell wash around his mouth. There was a ripping sound and Jake was blinded by the white neon light as the patches over his eyes were removed. After a few moments he could see Gudrun standing before him.

A smile flickered across her face as she looked down at her captive and waited for the blinking to finish.

"May I speak?" asked Jake.

"Perhaps, if it what I want to hear,” she stated with a laugh. "If not then I shall inflict some punishment on you."

"May I ask how long I have been here?"

"Of course you may ask,” she said. "Three days so far, give or take a few hours."

Jake felt a sense of panic. 'Three days already,” he thought.

"I am desperately hungry,” he said.

"I'm sure that you are,” she answered. "Thirsty as well I suppose."

Jake looked at his tormentor and could not help his feeling of sexual attraction. Gudrun was dressed in black. Stockings and high heels with a sheer black bra. That was all. Her sex pouted at him with shaved lips and her rigid nipples peeked through the black lace with sexual promise. In one lace gloved hand she held the enormous dildo that she had taken from his mask.

In the other was a riding crop that tapped her thigh with a regular rhythm.

"What happens now?" he asked in a plaintive voice.

"To start with a little respect on your part,” she said. "I am a rather dominant lady and you are in my not inconsiderable power. I think that you could at least call me 'Mistress' or 'Miss'. You will provide me with a little amusement and fun until I decide that you can go.”

“Of course I may just decide to keep you,” she added.

"I need something else, Miss." Jake said in a begging voice.

"And what might that be?" asked Gudrun with a faint smile.

"I need the toilet,” he stated.

The smile left Gudrun's face as if wiped away. Hefting the crop she cut him sharply across his exposed chest. "I said Mistress or Miss,” she cried.

"Please Miss, I really do need to go,” he asked. Jake felt like a small child asking for sweets. His embarrassment overcame his fear.

Gudrun moved until his face was in her moist crotch. Laying crop and rubber prick on his stomach she took his nipples and rolled them in her fingers. All the bound Jake could see was the smooth soft flesh of her mound, slightly parted to reveal a rich, pink flesh that peeped forth. He was so tempted to push into it and lick or kiss the sex of his mistress but he resisted.

"I shall see to all your functions,” she said in a soft growl. "You will see to mine. At the moment I am busy. I have a client waiting for me and have no time to play."

"Please Mistress. I am desperate."

Gudrun bent her knees and crouched to look in his eyes. "Do not worry about a thing little man. I will look after you."

She raised her hands and put the eye covers on again leaving Jake in utter darkness. He felt her take the crop from his body and wondered if she would hit him again but heard her walk around and pick something up.

More steps and then she pushed something into his mouth. "This will help you. Swallow them."

Jake swallowed the two pills with a gulp.

"That's better now you can drink,” he heard more steps. Gudrun screwed a plug into his mouth. He felt small tube between his lips and sucked at the outlet. Suddenly a salty fluid entered his mouth with a rush.

Gudrun adjusted the tube in the flask of his urine to make sure that it did not fall out and then stood between his thighs. For a moment Jake felt a cool feeling on his ass hole as she lubricated him.

When she pushed the plug into him he cried out.

"Please no."

The crop scorched his thighs with a stinging sensation. "I will not repeat it again for you. 'Miss' or 'Mistress'." The plug pushed deep into his anus until his sphincter grasped the hollowed ring at the end.

"Mistress,” he cried. "Please, anything. Not like this."

"That's better my little man. You are learning!"

The door closed to leave the sobbing man spent and distraught. This was not his idea of progress. As he became drowsy he felt his insides move as the laxative started to affect him.

"How long do we let him sleep?" asked Gudrun of Miss Clearmont.

"A couple of hours will be enough,” she replied as she fingered the bottle of sleeping pills. These are not very strong so we can wake him easily.

"We shall start slowly,” she stated. "Then after a couple of sleep periods he will be softened up and have started to give up hope of release. He will start to offer us money. At that point we will let him know that his wife is there and hope that he figures a way out all of his own."

Gudrun leaned back on the sofa. She was still dressed in her lingerie but had pulled on a dressing gown of Japanese silk.

"When do I introduce him to my customers?" she asked.

"Next time we will threaten but not follow through. I suppose we should just see how it goes and decide how much pressure to apply each time,” smiled Miss Clearmont. "I'm sure that we shall have him in a day or two."

Miss Clearmont put an arm round her friend and pulled her close. "I think that you are the only person who I can really call a friend,” she said as her lips closed on Gudrun's.

Gudrun returned the kiss and licked her friend's lips with her tongue. "I love the way that you are so cool about all this. Confident and cool,” said the German as she allowed her hand to brush Miss Clearmont's breast.

"Love. Now that is a word,” said Miss Clearmont as she kissed Gudrun. "We have a couple of hours. Why don't you show me Amsterdam."

Gudrun sighed. "We will make love some other time. You are right, we must not become distracted."

Miss Clearmont's hand stroked the long blonde hair with the backs of her fingers. "Nothing can come between us. Two rich bitches with a plan to make another few million."

"Tens of millions," corrected Gudrun.

Hand in hand the two of them walked round old Amsterdam. The rain poured down soaking them but the atmosphere was electric in the evening. After an hour or so they found a small Chinese restaurant and settled down to duck and lobster.

"What will you do with the money?" asked Miss Clearmont as she selected a lobster claw.

"I will seek you out in the States and we will have fun for a few months. But in the long run I will just do less work and more play."

"You are welcome anytime." Miss Clearmont chewed the lobster slowly and enjoyed the feeling of the meat melting in her mouth.

"I know. But I cannot disappoint my clients. Still I have a good life. Once a month back to Berlin for a week and then to Amsterdam, city of sin."

The long walk back to Gudrun's house allowed the two women to discuss once again the next move in their game. "We have to work shifts on him,” said Gudrun. "We, at least need our sleep."

Jake awoke to a light blow of the cane. Already his eyes were open and the tube had been taken out of his mouth. There was movement in the cell. Gudrun passed briefly before his eyes but he could hear other footsteps. A steady pressure in his ass told him that if the plug was pulled from him he could not hold back. He wondered if that was the plan or if his mistress expected him to hold it in.

"This is an example of a man who is to be punished severely,” said Gudrun. She was not speaking to Jake but to the other person in the room. Jake moved his head a little to try to see the other one but could not see that far.

"If you fail to obey me in any way I shall punish you like this,” she continued in a strong voice. "If you please me then I will let you have the pleasure."

The reply to Gudrun was a male voice. "I will always obey you Mistress Gudrun."

Gudrun passed Jake's sight once again. She was dressed in a tight leather costume in red. All zippers and buckles he noted. Gudrun slid something metal across the floor with a screech making Jake start.

"Pull the plug,” she ordered.

Jake felt strong hands wrench the plastic intruder from his ass. There followed the sound of him filling the metal bucket as he failed to control his bowels. Next the hands wiped his ass with strong strokes of a damp cloth.

Gudrun came to Jake's head. "Is that better now?" She asked.

"Yes,” he said and then quickly added. "Mistress."

"Are you hungry?" she asked.

After asking for drink and being given what he suspected was his own urine he wondered if it was wise to admit his ravenous hunger. Jake decided to risk it. After all she could do what she wanted anyway. "Yes Miss."

"I shall arrange a bit of food for you then,” said Gudrun. "But in the mean time would you like a snack?"

Jake nodded. He did not want the fear to come out in his voice.

Gudrun smiled and waved a hand. For the first time Jake could see her companion. He was dressed in only a T-shirt and had a collar on his neck.

Gudrun introduced him. "This is Steve, he is a client of mine."

Jake noticed that Steve had an erection and a silver ring at the base of his cock.

"You are my little sex slave aren't you Steve,” she said.

"Yes Mistress,” he replied

"Would you like to fuck my other slave? He needs something to eat."

Steve stepped forward. His erect organ pointed at Jake's mouth as it came towards his gaping mouth. Quickly he shut his mouth to prevent Steve getting in.

"Oh dear. Perhaps you are not so hungry then?" smiled Gudrun.

Jake shook his head a moment before Steve held his head with strong hands. All Jake could see was the prick and groin of Gudrun's slave. He knew that if she ordered it Steve would push into him and he would be commanded to open his mouth.

For a moment the actors in the oral rape of the American stood still.

"If you are a good slave you can have him,” said Gudrun. "Let him go."

Jake felt thankful. Gudrun had just nearly made his worst nightmare come true. He babbled thanks to her adding 'Mistress' to every second word.

"I'll send someone down to feed you,” she said as she closed his eyes with the Velcro patches. "In the meantime you will just have to hope that Steve is a bad boy,” she laughed at her comment and led Steve out of the room.