Excerpt from: Irontown 4:
On what should be her
honeymoon night, Tess Millwright’s new husband Archie lost her in a foolish bet
to a common sounding man named Jonathon Jack.
Now, according to Irontown law, she is his
slave for the next ten days. He takes
her up naked and leashed to his suite…
Jack’s suite was almost as luxurious as hers had been,
and it was fitted with the same model of bed.
Not that these facts impinged deeply on Tess’s mind at that moment as
she knelt to the middle of the floor with her knees spread wide where Jack had
put her. She was still struggling to
come to terms with what had happened. It
was impossible! She was meant to be on
her honeymoon! But instead of Archie it
was Jack sitting in a chair watching her silently. It had to be a nightmare. Any moment now she would wake up…
There was a knock on the door. It was one of the near naked slave baggage
girls delivering her belongings. How
quick had that been? Had Archie thrown
her stuff out?
The girl hardly glanced at Tess. She had no slave insignia and must be a
guest, but clearly at that moment she was in disgrace. It was not her place to comment. ‘Do you want me to pack these things away,
Sir?’ she asked
‘Please do…’ Jack said.
The girl did so quickly and
efficiently. When she was finished, she
asked. ‘Will there be anything else, Sir?’ wiggling her bare bottom
Get onto the bed on your back and pull your legs right up so that your
bum’s hanging over the side and your pussy’s bulging nicely…’
Nimbly the girl obeyed, laying on her
back and pulling up her legs so that the pink pout of her sex bulged between
her thighs, while the dimple of her anus showed beneath it.
Jack looked down at Tess. ‘Now you’re going to lick her out until she
comes over your face,’ he told her.
She gaped at him in dizzy
disbelief. Do what to the girl?
He went to the drawer of implements
under the bed and selected a cane.
Before Tess realized what he was doing, he had taken hold of her hair
and slashed it across Tess’s breasts.
She screamed in pain. Keeping
hold of her, he delivered another couple of blows, so that three sets of red
stripes blazed across their upper slopes.
‘Do what I tell you,’ he said simply.
Reeling with pain and blinking away
her tears, Tess shuffled frantically across the floor to the side of the bed
and rammed her face into slave girl’s sweetly scented pussy. Desperately, the same way she had made Silver
pleasure her, she tongued and licked and sucked at succulent orifice. She heard the girl sighing happily.
The terrible cane flicked across her
‘Harder!’ Jack commanded.
She ground her nose into the slippery
hot slot, nibbling at the girl’s hard clitoris and plunging her tongue deep
into the sticky depths of her vagina.
She had inspected many slave girl vulvas, but she had never actually
pleasured one before. But this would be
what she would want a girl to do with her, so it must be right. A wild insane passion seemed to come over her
and she found herself smothering the pussy in kisses as if her life depended on
it. This was madness… this must be the
point she would wake up…
The girl gasped, and her hips bucked
and she sprayed her juices over Tess’s face.
She could taste them her in her mouth.
How filthy, and yet what a relief!
Jack pulled Tess off her and let her
slump to the floor. ‘All right, thank you, you can go now,’ he told the flushed
When they were alone again, Jack
dragged Tess back onto her feet by her hair and said quietly but
forcefully. ‘For the next ten days, you
belong to me. You may not like it, but
that’s how it is. During that time there
is really only one rule: you do everything I tell you without hesitation, get
Miserably Tess nodded.
‘Now let’s get you cleaned up…’
There was a slave option button on the
elaborate toilet in the bathroom which did everything automatically for the
person sitting on it who might not have the use of their hands. Jack sat her down on it and spread her legs
wide so he could examine her groin.
He tugged on her pubic curls.
‘This’ll have to go for a start,’ he
said. He took some scissors, shaving gel
and a razor from the bathroom cabinet and clipped and soaped and scraped her
pubic curls away until her mound was perfectly smooth. She felt even more naked and defenceless…
‘Now empty yourself out. I want you nice and clean for later…’
Her cheeks burned. She would have to do it with him staring at
her! He took up the cane again
menacingly and stroked it across her nipples.
She screwed up her eyes and strained and her wastes hissed plopped into
the toilet bowl. When she was done, Jack
pressed the slave button.
A disinfectant spray washed over her
groin. Then a laser scanner tracked the
position of her cleft and anus and directed probes up into them. Warm soapy water fizzed through her
passageways front and rear and was then flushed away. A careful measure of lubrication was squirted
up into her anus. Finally, a blast of
warm air dried her groin.
Jack led her back into the bedroom and
worked one of the concealed controls on the bedposts.
A concealed motor purred and a
rectangular wooden frame size of a large door and supported between unfolding
side struts descended from out of the canopy of the bed. It had cuffs and straps fitted to its inner
sides. He flipped it upright, so that
its base hung just above the sheets, and stood Tess in it. He secured her ankles to its bottom corners
and then bound a strap around her waist held between a pair of elastic
cords. He freed her arms and stretched
them up to the top corners of the frame and re-cuffed her wrists. Now she stood on his bed spread-eagled and
From the equipment tray on the bed,
Jack selected a rubber ring gag and pushed it into her mouth. It pulled her lips back and held her jaws
wide, opening them for possible penetration.
She knew such devices made a female mouth look so inviting and she tried
to bite down on it to close her lips, but the rubber ring simply gave a little
and then sprang back into shape.
Taking his time, Jack stripped off his
clothes. He was not a particularly big
man, but he had a wiry strength about him, with well-toned lean muscles that
looked as if they were the product of hard work. His penis was already standing up
stiffly. She goggled at it in fascinated
horror, feeling sick, knowing he could put it into her in any way he liked and
she could not stop him. She would not
even have the right to stop him…
Taking up the cane again, Jack
clambered onto the big bed and walked round Tess’s helpless body. He stroked the cane across her bottom and up
her buttock cleft and then sawed it through her pussy lips and flicked it
across her nipples, which were standing up in hard confusion.
She could feel the warmth of his naked
body. He smelt freshly washed. That was the only good thing she could say
about him. The man who would be her
master for the next ten days was clean…
‘You made it clear what you thought of
me earlier in the dining room,’ he said frankly. ‘You thought I was slobbish
and embarrassing and didn’t belong in a place like this. That right?’ He dug the cane hard up into her
cleft, making her wince. ‘I won’t punish you for telling the truth, but I will
for lying or not answering my questions…’
Trembling she nodded.
‘Well, I think you’re a spoilt young
woman who’s only known the advantages of Irontown
life and never tasted rough. Because
you’ve had plenty of slaves to play with, you think you’re superior to
everybody else. I enjoy playing with
slaves as well, but I know deep down that I’m no better than them. You don’t like me because you think I’m common,
and imagine you’re better than me because you’ve been brought up in some fancy
privileged way by your rich parents.
‘And then you married that rich idiot
Archie, and I guess that made you imagine you were even more superior than
before. But somehow, common-old me
managed to outsmart him, and now here you are.
And I have to tell you, Tess, that right now you don’t seem superior to
me in any way at all. You’re no better
than that a baggage girl I made you lick out.
In fact, you’re worse than her, because you haven’t been trained like
she has. She is an honest working slave
who makes people feel good about using her.
You couldn’t do her job because you’re too mean and stuck up and worried
what people in your exclusive set will think of you. You don’t know how to trust. You don’t know
how to give yourself totally. But you’re
going to learn…’
Tess whimpered and shook her head.
‘Oh yes you will. I’ve got ten days to turn you into my willing
and devoted slave. For eight
generations, Irontown women have been chosen for
their compliance and obedience. Your
pride won’t let you admit it, but deep down you’ve got a secret submissive
nature. And I’m going to dig it out if
She was shaking her head. No, that was all nonsense…
‘But first you’re going to find out
what it feels like to be properly used…’
He slid stiff fingers up into her
pussy, penetrating her vagina and questing about inside her. Her eyes bulged in horror at this intimate
intrusion, and she turned her knees and thighs inward in a futile attempt to
‘You’ve been screwed in the last few
hours,’ Jack said as he felt, speaking it seemed with the voice
experience. ‘I suppose it was
Archie. Was that your first with him?’
She whimpered and nodded.
‘What about your bum and your
mouth? Has he had those?’
She shook her head.
Jack grinned. ‘Well that’s something to look forward
to. But first, I’m going to warm you up
a bit to make sure you’ll try your best to please me…’
He exchanged the cane for a spanking
paddle with a broad rubber blade cut into a diamond latticework and positioned
himself in front of her and raised his arm.
Tess gurgled in horror and shook her
head. She found she could speak through
the ring gag, although it slurred her words.
‘No… Please… don’t…’
‘Call me “Master” when you speak to
me, Tess,’ he warned her.
The word almost stuck in her throat
but she forced it out of her stretched lips.
‘Master… please don’t beat me…’
‘Why not? You belong to me and I can do anything I want
with you. I’m sure you enjoy beating
slave girls. It’s a lot of fun and it
makes them more obedient, doesn’t it? I
bet you even tell yourself that deep down they enjoy it because they’re natural
masochists and it’s in their nature. Well now you’re going to find out if that’s
And he swung the paddle and smacked
across her breasts. She screamed through
her gag. Three crisp sharp blows on each
proud mound set them bouncing, driving their hard nipples deep into their hot
fleshy pillows. Then he swung the blade
up between her spread thighs to smack into her freshly shaven naked cleft. The
stinging pain seared up through it, bringing forth a shameful surge of juices
which splattered about the blade and over her inner thighs. He stepped round behind her and attended to her
trembling buttocks, swinging the blade upwards into their fullest curves,
lifting them with each blow so that they shivered and bounced, as if filled the
life of their own, and adding another layer of burning heat to those they had
already soaked up that night.
When he was done, Tess hung within her
frame sobbing and trembling in fear, feeling the heat of the beating flowing
through her body. For the moment she was
totally overawed and broken, and she would do anything to please this man she
so despised, as long as he did not hurt her again.
He flipped the frame into the
horizontal again and lowered it all the way down onto the bed so that it sheets
pressed against her burning bottom. Then
he clambered into it and mounted her, his hard chest grating against her
stinging breasts. Their eyes met: his
grey and hard and masterful and hers tear-filled and yielding. He rammed his hard cock up into her hot
sticky pussy. And to her shame, she
squeezed hard about him in a desperate desire to please.
He was already hard. He would come soon. Just get it over with as soon as possible,
And he came, spurting his seed deep up
inside her. And she felt a sudden
convulsion as an orgasm coursed through her as her sensitised body responded by
instinct. For a moment she was infused
by a sense of perfect bliss, but it was swiftly quenched by a wash of acute
Jack lay on her for a long time
enjoying her exactly as he desired without any consideration for her
feelings. Then he pulled his cock out of
her and straddled her chest and lifted their head and pushed it between her
Desperately she licked him with her
tongue as he used her throat like a second vagina and she tried not to
choke. She could taste her own juices
and his sperm. It was filthy…
And so he came for a second time. And she had to swallow his sperm down.
He rested again with his cock still in
her mouth. She saw he was smiling. She hated the pleasure she had given him even
though she felt desperate relief that he was satisfied with the performance.
Then he got up and flipped the frame
over so that she lay face down and sore bottom-up. She had one last orifice to offer him
He mounted her from behind, prying
apart her simmering buttocks so that the head of his revitalized cock forward
force its way into her anal sphincter, stretching it wide so that the length of
his shaft slide up into her greased rectum.
He was big and she was tight and unused there and for a terrifying
moment she thought he would burst her.
And then she gave way and her third virginity was taken.
She gasped and groaned and sobbed as
he pumped away on top of her, riding her as she would ride slave girl she had
plugged with a double dildo.
But now she was a slave girl. That was the terrible truth! For the next ten days she was his slave girl!