Marina fell asleep rather quickly. Soon afterward, the vivid dreams started up again. She was in a cage, naked except for a collar and nipple clamps.
Dozens of men carrying large objects were each waiting for their turn to insert them into Marina’s ass. The Master positioned her so that her butt was pressing against the side of the cage, and her puckered rosebud was easily accessible through the bars.
His voice was deep and commanding. “Be sure to lubricate the objects before you insert them into my pet. I want her ass stretched, but I don’t want to hurt her.”
Then he spoke to Marina in a softer voice, “You are my pet. I own you and will use you. I want your ass to be able to accommodate my large shaft.”
Suddenly, his cock started to grow until it was the size of an overgrown eggplant.
She woke up startled and sweating. “Oh, thank goodness I was just dreaming!”
Vibex came into her room to check on her. He’d noticed on the monitor that she’d woken quite abruptly. “Are you in need of anything, my dear girl?”
Marina realized that she was famished. “Perhaps something to eat?” she asked.
“Of course! Follow me, and we will get you another light meal and something to drink,” Vibex smiled.
Once in the dining area, Marina went to sit down and felt the pressure of the butt plug. For reasons she couldn’t fathom, she was pleased that it made her feel slutty. She blushed at the thought and felt herself grow damp between her legs.
Vibex looked at Marina and smiled, “It’s working! I can tell just by looking at you that you would gladly spread your cheeks open for a Master’s cock.”
Marina couldn’t argue that point. The butt plug was incredibly stimulating.
“You know, with a little more work, we can upgrade your status to include anal slut. That’s a plus for you, my dear girl. All the best Masters tend to pick anal sluts when they are available,” Vibex said, seeming quite pleased.
Marina finished her meal and asked Vibex to remove the plug so she could use the bathroom.
When she finished, Vibex smiled, “We’ll wait until the training session to put a plug back in your ass. We need to do some additional stretching, and then we’ll plug it back up with a larger size.”
“When is the next session?” Marina asked.
Vibex looked at the digital readout on the wall. “Another hour, my dear girl. You can enjoy our relaxation lounge if you’d like. I will find you there when it’s time to begin again.”
“Thank you, Vibex,” Marina said.
Meanwhile, Vibex updated Marina’s profile on the computer and noticed one Master, in particular, had visited the online page several times already. A quick check of the Master’s profile indicated that he was looking for a redhead who was a little bit feisty.
Vibex grinned and went to retrieve Marina.
“I have wonderful news, Marina.”
“Oh? What is it?” she asked.
“You’re third training session will be your last!”
“I’m never going to be ready after only three sessions. You said most redheads need five or six sessions,” Marina felt panic settling in. “Please, Vibex, I’ve failed at everything else I’ve tried. I can’t fail at this too.”
Vibex took Marina by the hand and patted it, “There, there, my dear girl. You must trust me. I’ve got some inside information that will help me tailor your third session. You’ll be ready, I promise!”
Marina sighed heavily, “Well, I guess I’m going to have to trust your judgment.”
“Indeed!” Vibex said, smiling.
Marina put on the goggles back in the procedure room and heard the same message she’d listened to the first two times. Then she heard a different voice.
“There you are, my sassy little redhead. You’ve been a naughty girl! I’m going to have to spank you now,” the voice said.
Then another voice said, “You will enjoy being spanked as much as the Master enjoys spanking you.”
The first voice spoke again and said, “You are mine, and I will open you up for use. Feel the pleasure that opening up for me brings you! Your mind and body crave to be used for my pleasure. You will beg for whatever depraved acts of hedonism I wish to perform because I own you.”
Marina felt like she had entered a psychedelic dream world where she was floating. Then she felt a collar being placed around her neck. There was a chain that linked it to the cuffs that somehow appeared on her wrists.
She was bent over with her ass in the air, and someone or something spanked her again and again. She felt more aroused than ever before.
Suddenly, she was lying on a hard surface, and the chain was connected to a metal bar of some sort. She felt a hand on her breast and another on her thigh.
“Feel the pleasure that opening up for me brings you,” the owner of the hands whispered in her ear. Marina turned her head and saw a man was lying behind her and was groping her.
“Yes!” she cried out. She felt like her pussy would die without some attention.
“Your mind and body crave to be used for my pleasure,” he said, louder this time.
Then he inserted a giant butt plug in her ass and started to finger her dripping wet pussy. Marina moaned and sighed, “Yes, I crave being used for your pleasure.”
She felt a sharp slap on her bottom, “You forgot to address me as Sir,” the voice said.
Suddenly she felt something significant and rigid entering her pussy. “Oh, God! Yes, Sir,” she made sure to add this time.
“Take my cock, slut!” he commanded. Then he pumped into her hard and fast. “You will crave being used for my pleasure!”
Waves of orgasms swept Marina away until she could take no more.
“Take off the goggles, Marina,” Vibex instructed.
Marina did as she was told and felt like her body had been mauled, but she couldn’t remember anything. She just knew that, despite feeling thoroughly used, she craved more.
“How do you feel, Marina?” Vibex asked.
“I feel like I want to be used by the Master for his pleasure,” she said. “My body feels like it’s humming with need.”
Vibex smiled widely, “Excellent! Let’s give you some tea and another rest period.”
Marina was a little confused, but she didn’t argue. She sipped the delicious tea and found herself cozy and under the covers before long. As she drifted off to sleep, she remembered being called a sassy little redhead during the session. It made her smile.
When she woke up, Vibex was there to help her get ready for the selection process. “Here you go, Marina, put on this green silk robe. It matches the jewel in your new butt plug. Plus, it goes lovely with your red hair.”
“Thank you, Vibex. You’re very kind. I hope that I don’t let you down,” Marina said.
“You couldn’t possibly let me down, my dear girl!” Vibex chirped.
Once they reached the selection room, Marina felt nervous but excited. “I hope that one of the Masters decides I am worthy of choosing to be His sub,” she said.
Vibex frowned, “My dear girl, a Master does not choose you; he only expresses interest. It is you who chooses your Master.”
Marina tilted her head, “I do?”
“Yes, based on your performance statistics from your three training sessions, men who wish to be your Master indicate their desire. Then you will read over their profiles and choose the one you are most comfortable with,” Vibex explained.
“Oh, wow, I thought…well, I didn’t know I had a choice,” Marina stammered.
Vibex smiled, “Well, you do! Here are the five that have expressed a strong interest in you. When you have selected, you can simply tell me who it is, and I will make arrangements for him to come and meet you in person. Then you will have the opportunity to engage in a live session with him and make sure you both feel it is a good fit.”
Marina spent the next hour looking at the profiles of the potential Masters. The first one was a definite no. He made it clear he would keep her restrained and in a cage except during sessions. “Hard pass on that,” she said out loud.
Vibex was pleased to see Marina taking the selection process so seriously. Some new submissives needed more guidance.
The second and third choices seemed decent enough, but they were both married, so she would be a slut to use on the side. She didn’t care for that.
The fourth choice seemed ideal until she got to the part where he made it clear she would be a submissive in his sex club and serve many different men every night. While that sounded better than being a side piece and much preferable to being in a cage, she felt like she would eventually start to feel like a cheap whore.