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The Test

Part 1

THE TEST (bdsm)
part one

    She awoke to a shaft of sunlight hitting her face. It came from a space
below a window blind that was not quite closed all the way. Save for that slim
shaft of light the room was quite dark. Her neck was encircled with a black
leather collar, and a short length of chain anchored the collar to a metal
headboard behind her.

    Her wrists were similarly encircled, and were locked to the collar, beneath
her chin. Despite the limited movement this allowed, she was able to roll away
from the aggravating beam of light, and to take stock of her situation.

    She had been rudely awakened the night before and dragged from her bed. When
she saw that it was her Master's hands upon her, she suppressed the instinct to
fight and lowered her head, leaning against him, standing naked in the middle of
the room.

    " Nice," she heard a strange male voice say, " very nice".  A quick sidelong
glance told her that the voice came from one of a trio of men who were strangers
to her; long haired, darkly dressed men. She began to tremble.

    " You are to go with these men, little one" said her Master. "Do exactly as
they say".

    " But, Master, I, I," she stuttered.

    " Enough!" he bellowed. He was placing a cape around her trembling shoulders
as he told her,

    " You will go. This is a test my sweet. A test that I have set up for you. A
chance for you to prove your submission to me, by going with these men and
following their every direction. It is my desire that you do this, please
understand that little one."

    With that, the restraints that she now wore were placed upon her, and she
was led, sobbing, to a waiting car, her naked legs flashing through the gap in
the cape. She was blindfolded and told to not speak. She was forced to swallow a
small pill, and she soon drifted off into a drugged sleep.

    She was snapped back to the present by the bedroom door opening.

    " Good morning, slut " said the tall man. " That will be your name while you
are with us. Slut. Do you understand, slut?"

    She nodded dumbly.

    " Excellent. You are here at your Master's bidding. He wants you to learn to
take a stranger's cock, slut. To open your holes to a male cock, any male that
finds you attractive. To take any cock, without hesitation, and to do it with
the abandon of the true slut, which you are."

    She flashed back to the night about a week ago, when Master had ordered her
to fuck one of his friends, who had just witnessed one of her discipline
sessions. She had frozen up, having never taken another man besides Master, and
a boyfriend a million years ago. She had tightened up, and the man practically
had to rape her. Master was very displeased, and he beat her brutally that
night.

    She was given some time in the bathroom, accompanied by the tall man, then
led out of the bathroom by a leash attached to her collar. In the living room,
she saw dark man and short man. Short man was holding a long leather strap, and
he was smiling at her.

    " Lay down here, on your back" short man said, indicating a wide table.

    She was positioned with her ass cheeks hanging off the end, and her legs
were pulled back, with her knees crushing her breasts. She was tied in position,
completely exposing her asshole and her shaven sex. She was gagged

    The thought of being beaten by this man without the benefit of a safeword
was terrifying. She just hoped that she could  get through it.

    The first lash caught her on the fleshy part of her ass, as did the next
few. As he warmed her ass with the strap, she began to moan and squirm within
her bonds. The lash moved to the fleshy thickness on the insides of her thighs,
from the knee to just inches from her cunt. Back and forth, left leg, right leg,
back to her ass.

    Her cunt began to leak and she strained against her bonds, trying to move
her gasping cunt into the line of fire. She desperately needed relief, but the
short man was skilled with the strap, and relief did not come. Only a burning
crescendo of fire that was forcing juice from her cunt, running down the crack
of her ass and pooling on the table.

    The whipping stopped. She was grunting now, and low gutteral noises escaped
past the gag. Her eyes were rolling back into her head. The men were naked now.

    " Are you ready to fuck, slut?" said short man.

    She could only grunt, a series of  strained grunts.

    "Remove her gag and untie her" ordered short man.

    "Fuck me, yes fuck me , please" she screamed.

    Short man slid his hard cock into her, she was on fire. She came
immediately, in a frenzied thrashing.

    " Please" she moaned.

    Short man held on to her welted ass cheeks and squeezed, squirting into her.

    Tall man was next, popping his long cock into her, smiling as she bucked,
sucking his long cock with her cunt.

    Dark man's massive tool went next. She had calmed enough now to take his
cock in long even strokes.  When he pulled out of her cunt and let it slide down
to her asshole, she just reached down and spread her asscheeks, moaning loudly
as he slid in past her sphincter.  After his brutal game of fuck, he pulled out
and watched his cum ooze out of her gaping asshole.

    Her wrists were again attached to her collar, but they left her to lay on
her back.

    " This is your breaktime slut" said short man, "then we start again". 
Inwardly she smiled.  I can pass this test, she thought. Master will be pleased.



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