The Final Move

Gordon took Diana home with him that night, of course. It was the first time she had seen where he lived. It was a huge house on the outskirts of the city, which he said had been given to him by the mayor for the simple honour of having decided to dwell in the city. It was massive, and he had servants of all kinds, as well as multiple cars, and all the money that he might ever want. Not that she had ever seen him actually use any money, mind you. Mostly, he just seemed to say that he wanted something and the other person would give it to him for nothing.

Of the servants, most of them were female, and bluntly speaking, Diana quickly realised they were as much slaves as she was. They served under Gordon, doing anything and everything that he desired, even having orgies for his pleasure. He didn't even join in half the time, simply ordering them to strip down and pleasure one another for his amusement.

"They are like you were." He said to her when he introduced the servants.

"Do you mean college sex slaves?" Diana asked, confused.

Gordon smirked, a private little smile.

"Yes, let's say that this is what I meant. Some of them also thought they were my equal once. Others, I just liked the look of and offered them employment. They're good, aren't they? They'll do anything I want. But it can get boring when they don't have any shame or ****. If they're just robots that do what they're told, what's the fun? So sometimes, I let them have a little bit of their old self back, just so that I can look into their eyes as they're **** to do whatever I say..."

He sighed, as though in bliss.

"Of course, we also have a fully furnished dungeon for the sake of punishments, and even recording equipment to make videos."

"V-videos?" Diana said, her tone was one of horror. Gordon laughed.

"Yes. Didn't you know? I run my own porn site! And all of my servants are also my actors. You're so modest, Diana. I'm sure that your first video will be a good one. I am thinking of getting Lisa too. She'd look pretty cute as a maid, don't you think? And maybe Lillian. She does have a certain Gothic charm, right? I bet she'd look good naked and spread eagled."

In the meantime, once he had introduced her to the servants, he brought her to his bedroom, which was actually more of a series of rooms. There was one in which he slept, which had a massive bed, as well as various tools of sexual pleasure. There were chains and whips, wooden leg spreaders, vibrators, clit pumps, and all sorts of things. Diana had the unpleasant thought that most of these would probably be used on her soon enough.

Beyond the bed chamber, there was another one full of game consoles and high spec computers.

"I like to have everything I need close by," Gordon said, "But this isn't even the most important room."

The most important room, it soon turned out, was at the very back, it was a small room, which looked almost like a library, except all the books were chained to the shelves. Most of them didn't seem to be terribly important, but there was a set of lecterns in the centre of the room, upon which several strange notebooks lay, each one secured by chains. They looked exactly like the one he carried around himself.

"This is where I keep my rulebooks." He said, "My own personal one goes here." He placed it right in the centre of the room, a complex metal lock closed around it. "But of course, I can summon it whenever I need to. Do you know why this room is important, Diana?"

She shook her head.

"No, master. This room is just full of books."

"There's a funny story about these books in particular. It's said that they have the power to change reality, by writing rules, you can use them to change the world. What do you think about that?"

"That's stupid, magic isn't real."

"Exactly!" Gordon laughed, "which is why I am showing you these. I collect them as antiques, you might say, though I prefer to think of them as trophies. No one is allowed here except for myself and my servants, all of whom are of course totally loyal. There are defences here that would trigger if someone else tried anything. Now, let's get back to the tour, shall we?

On the first day, Gordon have her a tour of the mansion, taking great delight in showing her all the ways that a servant or **** might be punished or made to beg for forgiveness for whatever slight they had committed. Some of the female servants walked around with vibrators constantly edging them, for example. They were not allowed to cum, in fact, for some reason, they were not able to. Literally incapable of it, as the pressure built and built, and their pussies ached and begged, they would be **** to go about their day, acting as Gordon's slaves until he felt they had earned their release, which usually required a great deal of repentant begging as well as a demonstration of how sorry you were and how much you wanted to climax.

Other punishments included ice ****, in which wayward servants would be given dildos made of ice, covered in thick condoms to prevent any actual damage, and told to fuck themselves with it, the sheer cold would soon bring them to tears, and they would be begging for forgiveness.

Yet more tools of punishment included electrical devices which could be used to shock the victim, usually connected directly to their breasts or womanhood, and triggered in a set pattern, or by any male servant. Diana soon learned that in Gordon's house, the male servants were far more important than the female ones. He actually treated them as staff instead of slaves, and they had the right to make use of any female servants in any way they wanted so long as Gordon himself didn't have other ideas. This was why, even in spite of the fact that Gordon rarely handed out punishments, Diana saw many such things being enacted.

"They may get a bit over eager at times," Gordon said, "But I am sure their heart is in the right place."

On the second day, Diana was made to participate in one of the orgies, sitting on her knees and giving Gordon a blowjob as he watched the rest of the staff. When he had cum, she was thrown to them, literally tossed into the middle of the gathering, and snatched up by the others. Before she could even realise what was happening, Diana felt hands at her breasts, and fingers forcing their way into her pussy. She struggled but no one seemed to have any sympathy at all, and she was made to cum again and again.

On the third day, she was punished, for what reason, she would never know. She was **** to wear a belt around her wait which anchored a small device. The machine had a set of wires which were soon plastered to her clit, delivering a shock whenever a button was pressed on a remote which had been distributed to all of the male staff members. For the rest of the day, she scurried to and fro, trying to go about her duties even as the shocks made her squirm and jump, gasping and trying not to draw too much attention to herself. By the time the punishment was done, her legs felt weak and shaky, and she never wanted to be punished again.

On the fourth day, it as time for her first porn video. Her face burned with shame as Gordon recorded her touching herself, her legs spread wide, the camera zoomed in on her, focusing on her pussy and catching every single moment of it as she pleasured herself.

On the fifth day, she and a bunch of other female servants were bound up in the hall, tethered to a series of metal stands, and then made to endure hours of torment at the hands of the male servants, who were being rewarded for a job well done. Diana was fucked, had vibrators inserted into her pussy and her ass, was bent over, had photos taken, and a dozen other things done to her as well.

On the sixth day, she was no longer a new person, but rather an accepted member of the household, as even Gordon seemed to be no longer paying attention to her. This meant that she was no longer singled out by him, but also that the other male servants who had noticed her were now free to move in. That was why she spent her sixth day going through various punishments, being fucked and pleasured, and just generally used as a sex toy for the male staff.

On the night of the seventh day, Diana was finally able to make her move.