To The Next Training Room

Jezebel me leads only a few feet further into the **** quarter before stopping at the next door. This is the one where I was pretty certain the screaming came from, so I'd assume it must be one of the other training rooms. She fumbles the door handle briefly then slowly opens it up. As I expected it does look to be another training room, only this one appears to be currently in use.

I see the backside of a well dressed man, and in front of him another naked girl. Neither of them seem to immediately notice us come in. The girl is kneeling and appears to be in a position of unpleasant discomfort as both of her arms are secured behind her back. Further inspection reveals that she is rather petite in size. Her barely noticeable breasts are capped with tiny mosquito bite sized nipples. Much the girls face is concealed by some sort of harness device that blindfolds her eyes and gags her mouth with a large red ball. As a result, drool has begun to excessively run down her chin, leaving a slick path behind it. She has shoulder length brown hair and a black collar like the others, though I can't make out what the writing on her's says. Most notably, there is a long, black device strapped to the inside of her thigh with the large end pressed up against her bare vagina. It hums loudly enough that you can hear it from across the room.

"Master..." Jezebel says hesitantly, nearly whispering it.

The man quickly turns his head around to look at her, almost as if he was shocked by her sudden presence. Turned around and standing at full height, it is instantly apparent that he is quite tall, at least a few inches above 6 feet with an average and somewhat muscular build. He is decently attractive looking but his face still has a somewhat cold and stern look to it. A short and thick layer of black hair rests upon his head. I'd wager that he is probably in his early thirties.

"Jezebel, why do you disrupt me again? Do I need to put you in the pillory once more?" His voice sounds deep and rich, almost sexy in way.

"Apologies, Master. The Head Mistress requested I give our new resident a tour of the building. I thought you would like to meet her."

He pauses, his expression changing from annoyed to curious as he spots me standing shyly behind Jezebel. I remain silent and don't move, not wanting to do something that might be seen as disrespectful or results in me getting in trouble.

"This is Sara." Jezebel states as she steps over to the side.

"Sara, huh..." He pauses. "Well then allow me to introduce myself. My name is Dax, Master Dax. This one over here is Sapphire." He points over to the bound girl, as she moans into her gag.

There is an awkward pause as I'm not sure of what to say but thankfully we are interrupted by Sapphire.

"Mmph! Mmph!!!" she cries out from beneath her gag.

"Oh? You have something to say?" Master Dax walks over to her and quickly loosens the ball gag, allowing it fall out of her mouth.

"Master, Master! Please may I cum?" She shouts, before moaning loudly.

Master Dax sighs.

"The new girl hasn't even been here a full minute and you already want to cum? How rude of you, Sapphire." He barks, in a condescending tone.

Right away he stuffs the red ball back into her mouth and tightens it seemingly more than it was done up before. He flicks the switch on the vibrating device off and the humming comes to an abrupt stop. Sapphire moans in anguish.

"Srm, mmpher" She whimpers unintelligibly.

"Now," Master Dax says as he turns to face me. "Let me get a look at you..."