Dark Erotic Fiction

Pine Haven, Chapter 14: Mark Explores

The next morning Mark unfastened Beth from her overnight restraint and sent her to arrange breakfast for him and Laura, and to eat, shower, and prepare to serve him for the day. He unleashed Laura for her morning preparations after using the bathroom himself, making her wait until he was done showering. He watched the morning news and looked through the paper as she showered, then called her to the small table in the room as a food-service slave delivered their breakfast. As they finished, Beth knocked on the door. Mark let her in and found that she was cuffed and gagged in addition to the leash he had left on her. He removed the gag and asked her about it.

“It’s a standard preparation for service slaves. You can order a different preparation.”

“No, I like it.” He bucked the gag around her neck, leaving her mouth free. He then cuffed his wife and attached a leash, then led them from the room. “I’d like to see some of the rest of the sights.”

Beth guided him to many of the same places she had led Laura to the day before. He wanted to see the whipping room again. He attached both of the women to the slave rack outside the room and spoke at length with the whipping slave on duty, which made both the restrained women nervous. However, no whipping appeared to be in the offing, as he unfastened them and went on with his explorations. He was fascinated by the pole room. He had them give him a demonstration. The pole room attendant slave fastened them to the poles and ran the controls because he didn’t want to take off the cuffs. They liked the experience even though he had the attendant administer quite a bit of electricity. The eventually ended up at the hot tub room, where he undressed and got in a tub with them. They were still chained. He sat between them with a hand in each crotch, sighed, and said, “I really needed this vacation.”

The three of them spent an hour in the hot tub, spending the time in small talk. They discussed the planned activities for the day and the kind of activities that Mark might be interested in that often occurred, such as a particularly beautiful slave or wife being offered, or an interesting bondage demonstration. Mark asked a lot of questions about the pole devices, making Laura think that she would have another piece of equipment in her home soon. As bondage and discipline devices went, she liked it. It had given her pleasure, although she was aware now that it could also give pain.

At lunch time, Mark again checked Beth and took Laura into the dining room. She was again seated on a dildo, which she managed to seat herself on more gracefully. Dan and Brenda were seated at another table. It was apparently so that they could meet other guests and make connections. Mark was immediately into meet-and-greet mode, having a good time with the other men at the table. Laura had a little quiet conversation with the pole-mounted woman to her left, Janet. She was a slave wife who was left here most of the time. Her husband had been traveling quite a bit, and he wanted her under supervision. He was here for a few days before his next trip, and she was glad to have some of his attention. “He lets me fuck others when he isn’t here, but it isn’t the same. One difference is that I can refuse them, but I can’t refuse him, and that makes it better with him somehow.”

Laura didn’t see how that would help, but didn’t say anything. It was probably just a difference in how her mind and Janet’s worked. Laura was interested in what being a wife and a slave was like. Janet said, “It is different with every slave and husband. For me, it’s very close, even though he treats me like a slave when he leaves me here when he’s gone. When he’s around he actually treats me like most men used to treat their wives, except that I can’t say no to anything. He doesn’t beat me or punish me harshly. Other slave wives I know are treated in all kinds of ways. Most are close to my treatment, with some variation. Some are kept nude in public, or chained, or kept out of public, or whipped frequently. There is no typical way of life for a slave wife. Most slave wives’ husbands own other slaves that are his sex slaves too. In most cases, the wife is the head slave, but not always. My husband owns two other slaves that he leaves at the house. When we are home with them he fucks them occasionally, but mainly keeps that for me. They are collared all the time with cell-phone collars and he has a security firm check up on them.”

“The slave wives you describe are much like the slave wives in my wives’s club. They vary a lot too. I was just wondering if that was unusual, or whether it was the way wife-slavery was all over.”

“It is. They can do anything, so they do. I take it you aren’t a slave?”

“No, just submissive. About half the wives in my club are slaves, and all the rest are submissive. If you can, you should join the group.”

They swapped email addresses, and Janet said she would ask her husband the next time they were in town at the house for an extended period. During his brief visits to her at the resort, she just wanted as much sex as she could get. Laura asked another question: “Were you a wife or a slave first?”

Janet replied, “I was his wife before the slave act passed. A couple of years after that, he sat me down and told me that it would make him happy if I was his slave as well as his wife. I knew that he could enslave me if he wanted to, and I thought that he was asking for my agreement. He had always been dominant. I had seen a few other wives get enslaved, but that was to get rid of them. I asked him if he wanted to get rid of me, and he told me that he definitely wanted to keep me. He just wanted to be lord and master. We talked about it for a few weeks, and I agreed to it. At the beginning, nothing much changed. He started making me be nude at home, but that was about it. He bought the other two slaves and made me head slave. He had always been in complete command of sex, so that didn’t change. Aside from being kept here when he is travelling, things are pretty much the same now.”

“Why does he want you kept here when he is travelling? He lets you have sex.”

“Yes, but here it is a limited set of men, and he can control it if he wants. There’s a service for long-term residents where, with the master’s approval, they will get a man to fuck you. I haven’t tried to get that, but it is popular with the wealthy wives who get left here. What about you? Why aren’t you a slave?”

“He doesn’t seem to need that extra control. I seem to be submissive enough to him without being a slave. I had expected it, but he hasn’t, yet.”

“You might be better off without it, but it hasn’t been bad for me.”

After lunch, Mark had a conversation with Janet’s husband Tom. All of a sudden, the men swapped wives’s leashes. Tom told Janet, “If it helps, you can’t say no.” Janet smiled and went off with Mark and Beth.

Tom looked Laura over, then said, “I think the springfucker.” He looked for a staff slave and found one at the dining room desk, where they had a line of available slaves. He unhooked one from the rack, handed her Laura’s leash, and said, “Put her on the springfucker. I’ll be there in about half an hour.”

As Laura was led away, she saw Tom grab a cuffed sex-staff slave. He had her kneel and suck him.

Laura was taken to a room in the line of sex restraint rooms that Dan had used her in the night before, but to a different room this time. The room contained a low, narrow, padded bench with restraints on it. After the staff slave had removed her cuffs, she was told to lie on the bench, and the staff slave arranged her with her butt over a portion of the bench that moved under her. The slave hooked her hands and feet to the sides of the bench, with her legs open wide, and fastened several straps over Laura’s torso.

“Have you been on this before?” Laura wagged her head no. “This is the springfucker. The part of the bench under your cunt is fastened to the rest of the bench with strong springs. When the man fucks you, the springs make you move with him. It’s best not to try to push back. You are strapped down tightly so the springs control your motion. Some guys like the woman to push back, and others like to do the pushing. Some even time things so they push into you on the rebound.” The staff slave adjusted something to tilt her pelvis up, and lubricated her well.

After another fifteen minutes, which the staff slave filled with slow rubbing of Laura’s clitoris, Tom appeared. He disrobed, told the staff slave to hook herself up to the slave attachment rack outside the room, and climbed onto Laura. There wasn’t any foreplay, which Laura didn’t expect, but an immediate penetration and pounding fuck. She didn’t respond to his thrusts; there wasn’t any way she could. She did tighten down on her cunt muscles as hard as she could. He seemed to like that, so she kept it up. He must have had sex not long before, because it took him half an hour to climax. He rose from her, told her, “Nice fuck!”, and opened the door to get the staff slave. She knelt and cleaned him without being commanded to. He dressed and left. The staff slave removed the straps and released Laura from the device.

“Do you need to use the bathroom? I’ll wait to cuff you until after you clean up a bit, then I’ll deliver you to your room.”