Dark Erotic Fiction

Megan, Linda, and Andi followed cunt 3905 to the sex room. Megan started to giggle. “We are all about to make the beast with two backs.” Linda and cunt 3905 looked puzzled, but Andi laughed.

“Good reference, Iago,” she said. She noticed the puzzled looks and said, “From the beginning of Othello. More Shakespeare. I’ll let you figure out what a beast with two backs is.” The puzzled looks changed to grins.

When they were inside the sex room, cunt 3905 secured their leashes to the wall and called the control center to get their collars restricted to the room. When the collars beeped to indicate that the setting had changed, cunt 3905 unlocked the leashes and their chains, then said, “Use the bathroom and get ready. I suspect they will use you for quite a while.” Cunt 3905 remained in the room near the door.

When they were ready, Megan asked Linda, quietly, “Who is that other girl?” She nodded to a petite blonde who sat on a bed with a vacant look.

“I don’t know her name, but she has been here longer than me. She’s not too bright. She has a reputation for ignoring whipping, up to the point it cuts her. They may want her in the movie for that.”

“How do they punish her if whippings don’t work?”

“She can’t stand the tanks, so they put her in the tanks.”

They were all silent for a while, until Linda said, “I’m horny. I hope they fuck me a dozen times.”

Megan smiled and said, “”Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished.”

Andi laughed and said, “We seem to be on a Shakespeare kick today.”

Linda said, “Shakespeare?”

“Yes. That’s from Hamlet’s soliloquy. Of course, he’s wishing to be dead, not fucked. I like the additional meaning of ‘consummation’ in this context.”

There was a little desultory literary discussion after that, but mainly, they waited for the sex party to arrive for the fuckings. They didn’t have to wait all that long, because they had great bodies and the four men in the meeting room couldn’t keep their thoughts from the lovely receptacles that they had seen.

When the men came in, Bill, the actor playing Andi’s husband, immediately took Andi to a bed, stripped, and climbed into the bed with her. Eddie looked at Andi, obviously wanting to fuck her, but then took Linda aside. Frank, the producer, chose the blonde. The director had set his sights on Megan. He took off his clothing, and was surprised when Megan helped him fold it and put it on a shelf.

“I didn’t expect a lot of cooperation from slaves in the prison.”

“You might not get it from some of the slaves, but I want to be treated well, and the best way to get that is to be pleasant. On top of that, being in the movie is more exciting than the dull prison routine, and I’m looking forward to having sex.”

The director smiled at her. Instead of throwing her on the bed, he embraced her and gave her a hard kiss, which she returned wholeheartedly. He ran his hands over her body, giving her breasts extra attention. She took his penis in her hand and held it firmly, triggering rapid stiffening.

“I wonder how the viewing public will like this sex scene,” asked Megan.

“They won’t. I had them turn off the cameras.”

“The lights on the cameras are all still red,” Megan pointed out.

The director turned to cunt 3905, with Megan still holding his member. “Get those cameras turned off.” Cunt 3905 got on a phone, and the red indicator lights were off almost immediately. “They told me it wasn’t on the web site.”

“No, just being watched by the guys in the control room.” He turned again to Megan. “Are you wet?”

“Yes. I’m wet most of the time.”

He reached down and verified it. “Shall we skip the preliminaries and go right to the main event?”

“You’re the director; I’m just the slave girl. Please fuck me. Would you like me to put the condom on you?”

“Yes, please. I wonder how to get dispensation from that requirement.” He was silent as she unrolled the condom over him as he stood, then he positioned himself as she lay back. She guided him in, and he started a vigorous thrusting. She met his thrusts with her own, and enthusiastically participated. He lasted a lot longer than she figured he would. She came before he did. After his climax, he rolled off of her, then pressed up against her.

“You are very, very good at that. Did you take lessons?”

“No, just a lot of reading.”

“You should develop a reading list for women. The male population would be in your debt.” He pushed his left arm under her and pulled her close to him, then began to play with her with his right hand. She relaxed and enjoyed it.

A few minutes later, they heard the producer tell the blonde, “Go stand by the door.” He looked at cunt 3905 and said, “You. Come here.” He sat on the bed and motioned for her to sit next to him. “Are you available for sex?”

“I can be, after a phone call, and the arrival of a new trusty. Was the other slave unsatisfactory?”

“Like fucking a dead fish. She’s gorgeous, but just lies there.”

The director rose from the bed and went over to the producer. “If you are sending her out, I’d like to try an experiment.” He turned to cunt 3905. “Is her collar set to shock her if she leaves the room?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’d like you to leave it that way when she leaves. I was going to have you shock one of the other slaves, but if she’s a lousy fuck, we might as well shock her.”

“Of course, sir. I’ll notify the control desk. They like to know about demonstrations and punishments. A lot of out-of-bounds shocks are simple mistakes, and often not on the part of the slave wearing the collar, so we limit shocks as long as they are within the secure area of the prison, but we limit them a bit more for known situations. I need to cuff her before I send her out the door, and she knows that. She may collapse when she’s shocked, so we will want a guard out there waiting. We try to avoid damaging slaves, other than in ways specified by their owners. I’ll arrange it all.” At the director’s nod, she went to the blonde, cuffed her and attached a leash, then fastened her leash to the wall near the door. After that, she got on the phone and spoke softly. When she hung it up, she said, “Sir, they are sending another trusty and a pick-up guard. It will just be a minute or two.”

He said, “That’s fine,” and stood and walked over to her, where he could get a good view. The producer watched from where he was. Bill was still playing with Andi and paid no attention to anything else, and Eddie was still atop Linda, regaining his strength. A minute later, the door opened and another trusty came in, leaving the door open. Cunt 3905 removed the end of the blonde’s leash from the wall and said, “There’s a guard out there to take you to punishment. Go out to him.”

The blonde apparently had expected punishment, so she walked out the door without any questions. When she was about three feet outside the door, there was a buzzing sound. She convulsed, screamed, and dropped to the floor. A guard caught her before she hit her head on the floor. Cunt 3905 got back on the phone and arranged to have the collar reset. The director heard the guard tell the blonde, as he got her on her feet, “OK now? Good. In the tanks you go, for being a lousy fuck.” She looked almost frantic at the mention of the tanks, but the guard herded her off.

Cunt 3905 told the director, “I got permission from my owner. This is cunt 3856; she will be the trusty in charge now.”

The director asked, “What is your name?”

“Inside the prison, my name is cunt 3905, and nothing else. Outside, there are different rules.”

“How long will she be in the tank? I’d like to see it.”

“About four hours. We can give you hundreds of hours of video of it, and we have a greatest-hits DVD of interesting things.”

“Good. Now, go please the producer, if that’s possible.”

Cunt 3905 knelt in front of Frank, the producer, and asked him, “How can this slave please you?”

“Doing that was a real good start. How are you at sucking?”

“I don’t have a rating from a professional, but those with some experience have told me that I may be a 7 or even an 8.”

“Excellent. Let’s start with that.”

Cunt 3905 moved between his legs as he spread them, lowered her head, and started to give him a long, slow suck. It was obvious that she had a lot of experience and knew what she was doing. Megan and the director sat and watched it. Megan was fascinated; she had never really given technique in sucking a thought, but cunt 3905 was displaying a lot of fancy technique. Megan thought to herself that she should ask cunt 3905 for lessons. About that time, the director said, “That makes me horny again. You do it to me.” Megan took the position and started, remembering some of the things that cunt 3905 had done. She knew she was nowhere near as good as cunt 3905, but she gave it a great try. After several minutes of sucking, his member was rock hard and he was breathing deeply. “Up here on the bed, legs spread. I hope you are wet.” She jumped and took her position. Yes, she was wet; sex, being around sex, or thinking about sex always got her wet. The director took her in one smooth stroke and started a long-stroking rhythm; Megan put her feet behind his knees and met every thrust with a push. He lasted a long time, which wasn’t too surprising, given that he’d already climaxed inside her once. She realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom, but didn’t do anything about it. She had long-term birth control in place, and she figured he was clean. She came twice, with the second orgasm triggering his. “You are tight. Your orgasm is strong and enjoyable for me.”

“I do the Kegel exercises.”

“Good. Clean me off.”

Megan moved to take him into her mouth, then slowly moved off of his member as she licked him. He moaned with pleasure. When she was done, he told her to snuggle up to him. They stayed that way as they watched the other three couples play.

Some time later, when all four men were sated, the director stood and said, “I think we need to get on with business.” He turned to cunt 3905 and said, “We can definitely use you in the movie, if your owner approves. I hope he does.”

“I hope he does, too.”

Eddie asked, “Can I keep Andi here for a little bit? I’d like to talk with her.”

“Sure. I want her,” indicating cunt 3905, “to give the rest of us a tour of some of the prison. I think we’ll take the other two slaves with us.” The men, other than Eddie, dressed. Cunt 3905 led them from the room after calling the control room to reset Megan’s collar and Linda’s collar, then chaining and leashing them. They left Andi, Eddie, and cunt 3856 in the sex room.

Andi turned to Eddie and said, “What do you want me for? You’ve shot your wad.”

Eddie looked a little sad. “I know that I enslaved you and humiliated you, and that you haven’t forgiven me for that. If it hadn’t been for the public insults we traded, I might not have done the humiliation. I would have enslaved you, though, because I wanted you so bad, and you were limiting me so much. I figured that you would drop me if I bought a sex slave to supplement the sex. I know that your career was damaged by the choice of movies, and that this is a long shot to improve it. I promise to listen to you in the future. When this movie is finished, we can live like a couple. No public slave stuff, no being passed around. I hope that you will come to enjoy being with me again.”

Andi was shocked. Eddie had never made a speech like that before. His assumptions were correct; she hadn’t forgiven him for the humiliation, but she understood the enslavement. She was glad to hear the promise to listen and the offer to live like a couple. “Eddie, you are right, I’m still mad at you. Saying that we can live like a regular couple, though, helps a lot. I’ll probably get over some of the anger as time passes.” She paused. “That speech was out of character for you. Are you settling down some?”

Eddie laughed. “Maybe. I missed you these last few months. I still have to play the raunchy rock star, but I am getting older and a little calmer.” He hugged her, and against her initial impulse, she snuggled into the embrace.

Cunt 3905 led them to the punishment area that had the tanks. As they walked, the director asked, “Why do they call this place Iron Rod? It has a certain character to it, an implied threat, but there must be something more. Is it a phallic reference?”

To his surprise, Megan had an answer. “I think it’s from the Bible. Psalms 2:9: ‘You shall break them with an iron rod, and dash them in pieces like a potter’s vessel.’ It’s a twisting of the chapter, but they like to twist things here. There are references to iron rods in Samuel, Job, and Revelation, too.”

“You seem to be a Shakespearean scholar and a Biblical scholar as well. That’s rare.”

She replied, “Especially in a slave prison, you mean? I was studying literature, which includes Shakespeare. A lot of literature makes heavy references to the Bible, so a serious literature student also studies the Bible.”

“I didn’t look too deeply into the records. How did you end up as a slave in a prison?”

Megan told him about the drunk driving and the deal that kept her out of the slave auction. “So I’m here for a year being tortured for an offense that a gets a man a fine and a suspended license.”

“Linda is here being tortured for displeasing her husband. It’s better than the meat dealers, isn’t it?”

“I’ve been thinking about that. At least the meat dealers would make an end and get it over with.”

“You would rather die than be here?”

“No. At least, not usually. It’s just something that crosses my mind occasionally. The one nice thing about being here is that I get fucked a lot more than I did before. Thank you for the nice fuck.”

“My extreme pleasure.”

Cunt 3905 led them into the tank room, where the blonde that had irritated Frank was immersed. She was apparently getting a lot of air cutoffs, along with frequent pussy shocks from the dildo in the tank. The red light that required her to fuck the dildo was on almost continually. It almost made Megan sorry for her.

“Is she really as stupid as she seems to be?” asked Megan.

Cunt 3905 said, “Yes, she is. He husband was hoping that it was an act, but it doesn’t appear to be. He’s not sure whether to take her back as an occasional fuck slave, or just sell her off. She’s not much in the sack. Nothing seems to get through to her.”

Frank said, “We should use her for the hanging scene.”

Cunt 3905 said, “You would have to take that up with her owner. The prison management can get you in touch with him.”

“I’ll have them do that. I’d like you to put someone in the tank while I watch. I’d like to get an idea of the visuals.”

Cunt 3905 looked at Megan and Linda, giving them both the shivers, then said, “There is a slave coming down here shortly for punishment.” Just at that moment, a trusty led another prisoner into the tank room and handed her off to a tank room attendant. The visitors and their attending slaves stood back and watched the process. The slave going into the tanks offered no resistance; she had been here long enough to realize what trouble that would cause her. The director seemed to appreciate the look of the water rising in the tank as it went over her head. This one didn’t get the progression that Megan had gotten; perhaps that was a first-time thing. The new resident of the tank got the random air cutoffs, the dildo, the pussy shocks, and the red light telling her to fuck the dildo as soon as she was completely submerged. The director asked cunt 3905, “Are there any prisoners that like being in the tank?”

“I’ve heard that there are one or two. I figured they just needed a little less air or a little higher voltage. Hey, cunt 3967, are there any idiots that actually like going in the tank?”

Cunt 3967 was one of the tank room attendants. “Yes, there are two of them. We tried making it harder on them, but they liked it anyway. They don’t get the tanks much any more.”

The director said, “I’d like to talk to them later.”

“Of course,” said cunt 3905. “I’ll have them added to your interview schedule. Cunt 3967 is a good story, too. She’s a prisoner, and her owner likes to have her put in the tanks. She was here so much that when her owner allowed her to be a trusty, they made her a tank room attendant.”

The director asked, “Are you in the tank every day?”

“Not usually,” she replied. “It gets hard on the skin. It’s usually four hours in the tank every other day.”

“When’s your next time?”

“Tomorrow afternoon around 1.”

“Do they give you all of the punishments these two are getting?”

“Yes, and I have to get myself ready to go into the tank on top of it.”

“I’ll be back to see you.”

The blonde had stopped fucking her dildo and was doing without air. An alarm went off, and cunt 3967 walked over to the tank containing her and pressed a button on the side. The blonde was still on the dildo; she shook convulsively, then started fucking the dildo. Cunt 3967 looked at the men and said, “Sometimes a girl needs a little encouragement. That was a much more severe cunt shock than the random ones.”

“And what if she just gets off the dildo?”

“I press this other button, and a shock prod pushes out into the tank and starts a continuous zap until she complies. Any prisoner that does it more than once is chained down with a belt so she can’t get off the dildo, and the dildo is continually electrified at a low level.”

They watched the two women in the tanks for a while longer. The director finally said, “I’ll look into this more tomorrow. I’d like to see the gallows and the electric punishment room.” Cunt 3905 led them out of the tank room and over to the gallows enclosure.

There was a slave in the noose on the gallows. Megan shivered, and thought she saw Linda shiver too. The director noted both reactions. They climbed the steps to the platform and stood in front of the slave on the trap door. Cunt 3905 said, “How long have you been here?”

“It seems like hours.”

“Has anyone else come by after you were left here?”

“No. Please get me out of this.”

“In the most traditional manner,” replied cunt 3905. She faced the director and said, “If you want to, pull the lever.” She gestured to the traditional trap door release lever, and she winked as she said it. The slave in the noose couldn’t see the wink. She gasped and drew in breath for a scream. The director reached out and pulled the lever, and nothing happened. The slave in the noose managed not to scream, but she did lose control of her bowels.

Cunt 3905 said, “Oh, ick. They will make you clean that up, and it won’t be pleasant. Have a nice time in the noose, dear, and remember, sometimes it only works on the second or third pull.” Cunt 3905 led them from the gallows room towards another punishment area. Megan asked, “Does everyone get that treatment?”

“Most do. When we get a bunch of new prisoners at a time, we sometimes need a week to get them all good and scared.”

The director looked thoughtful. “I want to put that in the movie as a short transition. It will remove the surprise, though, for new prisoners.”

“It might reduce it, but when you are in that noose and on the trap door, with your hands cuffed behind you, any pull on that lever is scary.”

They went into the second punishment area. Megan had been there on her orientation tour, but hadn’t been shown things in detail. Cunt 3905 took them into a room labelled “Electric”, where Megan saw a collection of horrors that she knew she would become acquainted with. There were devices for shocking nipples, for shocking the vagina and clitoris, for shocking women inside the anus, and for applying shocks on the arms and legs. “We have to be careful on the torso so we don’t affect the heart. That is, unless the desired effect is electrocution.” She gestured at a window with a drape over it, and one of the electric room’s attendants opened the drape to show an old-fashioned electric chair. “That can also be used for pain and torture, not just for death. It is very effective with some slaves.” Cunt 3905 led them on to an area with harrow boards fitted with dildos. Each board had dildos mounted every three feet. Some boards had two adjacent dildos, and the others had just one. “As you can see, we can zap just pussy or ass, or we can zap both at once. Megan, mount up on the double-dildo board. You too, Linda.”

Both the slaves reluctantly swung a leg over the board, straddling it, and stood on tip-toe to get the dildos to their openings. They couldn’t get high enough. An attendant pressed a button to lower the board, and the women pushed themselves down on the double dildos. The dildos had been lubricated, so they were able to get the things inside with much less pain than they had feared. When they were slightly squatting on the impalers, the attendant pressed another button and raised the board so they were back on extreme tip-toe. The next step was using a chain and padlock to attach Linda’s handcuffs to the board so she could not rise, and using a chain to attach Megan’s belly chain to the board. The attendant pressed a third button, and both Linda and Megan howled in pain. The button started a program that gave shocks of varying lengths and strengths, separated by varying recovery times. The shocks were worse than Megan had encountered in the tanks. After a while, the agony blurred and became a continual pain. Her voice got hoarse from screaming, but she eventually stopped screaming when she started to get used to it. It was still torture, but she didn’t need to scream as much. After what seemed like hours, but was actually only fifteen minutes, the attendant removed the hold-down chains and lowered the boards. Cunt 3905 looked at the glazed-over tortured slaves and said, “You can get off of it now, cunts.”

After she got off the board, Megan started coming back to reality. “Have you ever been on that?”

Cunt 3905 replied, “Yes. For a longer time. More than once. It’s my husband’s favorite punishment for me. He thinks it tightens up the cunt muscles.”

The director said, “That was hot. We’ll put that in the movie too. In fact, I think you two will be the ones on it in the movie. I hope a repeat will be as hot as this time. Maybe we’ll even put Andi on it at the same time. Maybe you, too, cunt 3905.” Megan and Linda glanced at each other. They were both happy to be in the movie, but the electric dildos scared them. They didn’t protest, however; the prison had taught them that much. The thought of cunt 3905 being on it with them, even though she had been nice to them, cheered them up a little.

The director said, “What else that an audience would consider hot would you suggest I see?”

“Maybe the ponygirl working parties. We can’t take these two out there unless they are on ponygirl detail.”

“What do the ponygirls do?”

“They pull carts full of stuff, like food coming into the prison, trash going out, bodies going out, whatever.”

“So it’s real work, not just running back and forth.”

“Real work hauling real stuff that needs moving.”

“I’ll have to look into that. I’d like to talk to other prisoners, especially some that have different reasons for being in here.”

Megan turned to cunt 3905. “How about cunt 4567?”

Cunt 3905 smiled. “That might be good.” She turned to the director. “Cunt 4567 is cunt 4566’s mother. She came in the same day as cunt 4566, but for different reasons. She’s not movie star material, but you might find her story interesting.”

“Fine. Let’s go see her. While we are going there, cunt 4566 can explain.”

“My mother had been getting fat, being bitchy, and refusing my father … marital relations. When I was to be sent here, she got to be unbearable. After I was taken inside the prison, a slaver came into the lobby and completed the enslavement of my mother, and the prison took her. I didn’t know about it for over a week. She was going to get some liposuction and skin-reduction surgery, but I haven’t seen her in weeks. My father said he would take her back when she was slimmer and had learned to obey and not bitch.”

“That’s why a lot of women are sent here.”

“Younger ones, maybe.”

Cunt 3905 chimed in. “Yes, that’s why she is interesting. Young, attractive wives are sent here for readjustment. Old fat bitches usually aren’t. Her husband must love her to spend the money on her.”

They walked around a corner and were standing in front of a cell. Cunt 3905 stopped and said, “Cunt 4567, you have visitors.”

Mimsy looked up from her seat on her bunk. Megan thought she looked exhausted, but also a lot slimmer and in better shape. “Hi, Mom,” she said.

“Megan! It’s good to see you!” She got to her feet. It was plain that some of her skin had been trimmed away; the flaps from her early weight loss were no longer there, and she was much thinner.

“Have they been keeping you on the treadmill?”

“That and starving me. Who are your friends?”

“This is Linda. This is cunt 3905. This is the director of the movie that they are going to make here in the prison and that I will be in. He wanted to speak to some other prisoners, and we thought of you.”

“You’re going to be in a movie? That’s great! What kinds of costumes will you get to wear?”

“I’m wearing it. It’s about prisoners in the prison. It has a big star, too; it may be a big deal. Anyway, I’ll get some screen exposure and a little less boring existence while it is being filmed.”

“You will be in a big movie naked? That’s terrible!”

“Not at all. Even the big stars are naked more often than not any more.”

The director asked Mimsy, “Tell me your story, about how you ended up in here.”

Mimsy told the same story that Megan had told him, except that it was slanted towards her being a victim. “My husband was sick of me and stuck me in here to be tortured when my daughter was put in here. They starve me and make me walk on that treadmill for hours.”

Megan put in, “You look a lot better, Mom.”

“Thank you, dear.” She faced the director again and continued, “On top of that, I’m naked all the time. That’s not civilized!”

The director asked, “In what ways are you tortured?”

“I’m naked, starved, had my skin trimmed, and forced to walk on treadmills.”

“Anything else?”

“No, isn’t that enough?”

The director turned to Megan and asked, “How have you been tortured?”

“I’ve been whipped, stuck on electrified dildos, stuck underwater in tanks with air cutoffs and shocks, put in very small cages and left there for hours, and chained for hours at a time.”

The director turned back to Mimsy. “Doesn’t that sound a lot worse than what you’ve been through?”

Mimsy looked a little ashamed, but her obstinacy wouldn’t let her back down too far. “She’s younger and in better shape.”

The director smiled. “Well, you’ll be here for a while to work it all out.” He turned to cunt 3905. “Thanks for bringing me to see her. Let’s go back to the tank room to see how they are doing.”