Part 34 - Enslaving Wufei
"Onna, let me go!" Wufei struggled within his bondage. He was sitting
on the floor and chained to a pole in the corner of the room, ropes
wrapped around his body restraining his movements.
"Wufei, it has been a week but you still fail to understand the
simplest rule. How could you expect to stay within the contest when
you can't address me properly? You'll clearly fail our mission,"
Dorothy said dryly without taking her eyes from her computer. "It will
cost you five additional spanks by the way."
The Chinese boy cringed. So far he had gotten twenty spanks total because
of his misbehavior today. He was not looking forward to his session
after Dorothy finished the research about their mission. What worried
him more was that he was more concerned about getting spanked
than failing his mission. Wufei sighed and stopped struggling. He
relaxed in his bonds while his mind tried to figure out what had
happened to him.
It was only a week since he accepted the mission and stayed with
Dorothy to practice their cover. Only a week, but he felt like he was
a different man already. Of course he had changed, Wufei admitted
morosely. Being naked all the time and in bondage most of the time
would sure as hell change everyone. He was usually the one who barked the
orders, now he was the one who got barked at. He wasn't good in following
orders, especially when they came from an onna. The result was the
daily spanking on his now-always-glowing-red-ass.
Oh, Wufei knew he could actually fight back and stop the spanking.
With his martial art skills and strength, he could overpower the blonde
onna easily and escape from this humiliating situation. His pride was
severely injured at first when he was forced to let a woman who wasn't
his wife see his naked body. However, Dorothy only needed to say that
he was doing poorly with the mission assignment and his warrior's honor
would demand him to do the best for the mission, which was why he went
along with this mortifying practice.
Despite the pain on his ass, he started to see what was attractive
about this lifestyle. He liked how light he felt when he surrendered
and did whatever Dorothy ordered. For once, he didn't have to think
about the pros and cons of his actions nor what his responsibilities
would be. Dorothy would be responsible for his actions because he only
did what Dorothy wanted him to do. In a strange way, he felt free by
surrendering his freedom to Dorothy, his Mistress. There was also the
odd feeling of pride and happiness when he saw how pleased Dorothy was
when he carried her orders perfectly. It was rare to see someone
smiling proudly at him. Very, very rare. With Dorothy he also found
straightforward justice, he did well and he would be rewarded, did
horrible and his ass would bear the punishment.
"Wufei." Dorothy's voice broke his train of thoughts.
"Yes, Mistress?" Wufei answered automatically and felt dismayed at how
easily he fell into Dorothy's conditioning. However, the dismay
disappeared as he looked up and saw Dorothy's pleased smile. His heart
gave slight happy quivers. Wufei decided then if following Dorothy's
orders would make his heart this light and happy, he wouldn't fight
this conditioning anymore. Having finished his inner battle, Wufei
kicked his manly pride into the very back of his persona and resolved
to do his best with this mission's practice. Maybe if he did well
enough, Dorothy would remove him from the bondage.
"You finally addressed me correctly," Dorothy caressed his cheek,
"However, we only have one week left and you're progressing too
slowly. We will have to practice more realistically and in detail.
That means you will have to act as my slave as realistically as possible, which
means 24/7. Understood, Wufei?"
Wufei gulped. Before, he had been given a few hours respite from the
training to do his own research and finish what work he still had
left in his department. Now Dorothy wanted him to be a slave for the
whole day? That would be very hard. But once Wufei decided to do
something, he wouldn't back out, so in the end the Chinese boy nodded
"Very well," Dorothy freed the Chinese Preventer's hands and walked
back to her computer. She pushed one key on the keyboard. Wufei then
watched the printer produce two papers which Dorothy picked up and
gave one to him to read. "They have the same content, one copy for me
and one copy for you."
Wufei read the paper and was surprised at the content. It was a
Master-slave's contract! He looked up at the blonde girl. "These
"Yes, they are Master-slave contracts. Since we'll make this as real as
possible, I'll take you as my slave for real."
"For real," Wufei was flabbergasted, "You.. you mean you are a real
"Dominatrix to be exact," Dorothy answered calmly as she gave Wufei a
Wufei's mouth dropped open in revelation. "You... you..."
"Just sign the contract, Fei," It was said with a sharp masterful tone
that caused Wufei, in his confused state, to automatically sign the
contract, both of them.
"Good, boy." Dorothy quickly took the papers and pen and signed both
papers as well. "Now, I'm going to have these papers processed. I also
need to have your slave collar made." She printed another paper and
gave it to the still shocked Chinese Preventer. "Here's a copy of the
contract, you can read it more thoroughly. Be good while I take care
of this, okay."
It was when Dorothy had left the room that Wufei snapped out of his
shock. He looked down at the paper Dorothy had given to him and read
it in trepidation. He had done some researche and had a little
knowledge about what this contract would entail. His eyes skipped
the formal introduction and rested on the contract content. As a
slave, all his belonging would belong to his Mistress. He owned
nothing, not even his body. It belonged to his Mistress. He would
submit, obey, and do his best to please his Mistress. As for his
Mistress, she would take care of him physically and emotionally and
ensure all of his necessities were fulfilled. She would give him protection
from other Dominants. She also had the right to love, use, or punish
him as she pleased.
Wufei moaned and rested his head on the floor. He could hear the
Deathscythe pilot's laughters in his ears. Just his luck, getting a
real Dominatrix as his Mistress. No wonder his ass suffered this much.
He hoped Nataku was kind enough not to let him suffer alone. At least
make the braided baka's ass as red as his!
"Way to go, Dorothy!" Duo cackled and leaned back against the couch.
"I can't believe Wufei signed it!" He chuckled for a while then looked
at his slave who was kneeling on all fours before him, laptop perched
on his back. "Don't sulk, Kitten."
Heero pouted and refused to look at his Master, though inwardly he was
curious to know what Wufei had signed. There was a pinch on his
throbbing bottom, causing Heero to gasp.
"Whose fault it is that I returned home and found the lunch hadn't
Heero lowered his head and crouched lower in an apologetic gesture,
knowing it was his fault. He had been too engrossed in browsing for
the BDSM contest and the background of each contestant that he had
forgotten the time or rather he had forgotten how much time he was
allowed to spend on his laptop. While Duo had appreciated the result
of his browsing, his ass still had paid for his negligence and his
laptop was locked for three days. It was the latter that had Heero
pouting at his Master, not to mention he now had to serve as his
Master's laptop's table. Talk about being sadistic...
Duo caressed his slave's red bottom for a while then resumed his
typing. Heero stayed still until his Master shut down and put the
laptop away. "Onto my lap, Kitten."
The Japanese boy reluctantly climbed onto his Master and squirmed
until he found the best position for his throbbing bottom, his cat
tail hanging between his Master's legs. Duo chuckled and put his arms
around his slave. Heero sighed and leaned his head on Duo's shoulder,
enjoying his Master's loving embrace.
"Do you want to know what Wufei has signed?"
Heero nodded slightly, knowing his Master could feel his movement.
"He signed the Master-slave contract with Dorothy."
Heero pulled away and looked at his Master in a mix of disbelief and
astonishment. There was no way Wufei would have signed a Master-slave
contract, with a female as his Mistress at the worst. He was too
independent, not to mention his hate for women.
His Master chuckled again. "Believe me, Kitten. I just got their
contracts in my email. Dorothy has my respect now that she could get
Wufei to sign the contract."
Heero shook his head and snuggled back to his Master. Poor Wufei, he
hoped Dorothy would be good to him. Heero knew he was luckier. At
least, he had got the best Master in the group, although too bad Duo
was also a sadistic one.
"You have done very well this week, despite your slip with your laptop
today." Duo ran his hands up and down. Heero kept silent and enjoyed
his Master's caress. The hands moved all over his body, caressing and
squeezing here and there. Heero wasn't surprised when one hand
traveled lower and pulled his cat tail out of his passage. He let out
a moan as the tail's plug end left him.
"So eager for me, Kitten?" Duo murmured huskily. He stuck two fingers
into his slave, prodding and stretching the tight passage for a moment
before withdrawing his fingers out. They were coated with his seed
from his previous use of his slave right after the spanking.
Heero mewled at the lost.
"Patience, Kitten," Duo chuckled. His other hand moved to free his
arousal then coated it with his seed. He then grasped his slave's
waist, lifted him up, and pushed the Japanese boy down onto his hard
Heero moaned in the pleasure of being filled. He raised his head up
from his Master's shoulder and arched his back, relishing the feeling
of his Master impaling him inch by inch. When his bottom finally
touched his Master's clothed thighs, Heero let out a loud gasp, half
because of his sore ass and the other half because of his Master's
cock had prodded his prostate.
Duo kissed his slave, on his forehead, his nose, and then his mouth.
Heero kissed back eagerly while his hands clutched at his Master's
shirt. He moaned into Duo's mouth as Duo's hands grabbed his buttocks
and hoisted him up and closer to his Master.
"Now, ride me," Duo murmured when the kiss was over.
Heero nodded and put his hands on his Master's shoulders as leverage.
He then started raising and impaling himself on his Master's cock. He
went slow first, unsheathing the hard flesh inch by inch, then pushed
down so fast and hard that his Master gasped involuntarily. Heero
grinned and repeated it again, loving how he was able to torment his
Master. Of course he knew it wouldn't last long. His Master seized his
nipple rings and tugged them. It was Heero's turn to gasp and tighten
his body automatically, which gave his Master more pleasure.
"Do not stop," Duo said hoarsely and tugged at his nipple rings again.
Heero complied but he still had to stop now and then whenever Duo
pulled his nipple rings. It also resulted in his passage clenching
every now and then, creating very pleasant friction for his Master.
Heero knew his Master quite well now to predict that his Master would
soon lose control.
True to his prediction, two minutes later, Duo let out a growl and
seized his hips. He took control and lifted his slave up and down,
impaling him harder and faster on his hard cock. Heero gasped as his
prostate was stabbed repeatedly. As his Master used him rapidly, Heero
focused his mind on holding his orgasm at bay. He could hear Duo growling
and felt teeth sinking into his shoulder. Knowing the sign, Heero
wrapped his hands around Duo's neck, pasted his lips to his Master's,
and lowered his weight down, helping his Master's hands in impaling
his body onto his Master's cock for the last time.
The combined pressure from Heero's weight and his Master's hands
resulted in Duo's cock being buried to the hilt in one fast and hard thrust.
It was enough to send Duo over the edge. Shouting a cry of pleasure
into Heero's mouth, Duo shot his seed deep inside his slave. He lifted
his hips up in a few small thrusts as he rode out his orgasm before
plopping down and sighed happily, their mouths still connected with
the tongues lazily caressing each other.
Heero didn't come although his cock was hard and poking his Master's
stomach. He knew he wouldn't be allowed to come although he was hoping
to be able to soon. It had been a week since his last orgasm.
"Very good, Kitten," Duo spoke huskily and ceased the kiss. "You have
done well in holding your orgasm and also your silence."
Heero pulled away a bit so he could see his Master's face and felt his
heart fluttering happily at the pleasure and pride shot at him. He
smiled slightly, conveying his own feelings in silence. It had been
four days since Duo had put him in deep submission mode where he
wasn't allowed to speak unless his Master specifically told him so.
Even though he was a silent person to begin with, four days
without eliciting a word, the gasps and moans he made while his
Master's used him not counted, made him miss speaking.
"I'm very proud of you, Kitten," Duo kissed his slave again. "Since
you have behaved very well, I'll give you a reward. What do you think
Heero raised an eyebrow and pointed at his mouth.
Duo tilted his head, "You may speak your thoughts this time."
"Thank you, Master," Heero said then shot his Master a dirty look,
"What you mean by playing is that you play and I am the toy, don't
His Master laughed merrily and gave his slave short but repeated
kisses. "Yes, I play, you're the toy. So you want to play or not?"
Heero nodded eagerly. Although he knew his Master would torture him
and use him for his pleasure during the play, Heero would also get his
own pleasure in the end. A very great and wonderful pleasure. It was
worth enduring his Master's play, not that he didn't enjoy being used
"Okay, let's get cleaned up first." His Master's eyes gleamed in
mischief as he stood up, bringing his slave with him. "For this play,
I want your ass clean and well lubricated."
As he was carried toward the bathroom, Heero shuddered as he thought
of what his Master would do to his ass. One thing for sure, he would
be penetrated, by what, he wasn't sure. But he would find out soon.
In the bathroom, his Master put him down, thus detaching them. After
cleaning his cock and putting it back into his pants, he ordered Heero to
go to the bedroom after he cleaned up. Heero hurriedly washed his
Master's seed off, inside and out, then lubed himself thoroughly. When
he entered the bedroom, five chains had been lowered from the ceiling.
They were at the same height and judging from their positions, Heero
could guess that he would be hung horizontally.
His Master was waiting for him next to the chains and beckoned to him.
He approached his Master with eager anticipation and let his Master
put the chains on his waist, ankles, and wrists. Soon Heero found
himself on the air, facing the floor with his legs and hands in a spread
eagle position. He raised his head and looked at his Master who was
standing before him. At first, he was only about five feet from the
floor, but then his Master had raised the chains so that he was only
slightly lower from his Master's chin.
"For this session, I will play with your ass and nipples. Remember
that you're still in deep submission, Kitten, and you may not come."
With the last sentence, Duo put a restraining cock ring on his slave.
Heero nodded and watched as his Master revealed a set of weights in the shape of
coins. They were about one inch in diameter with various
thicknesses and there was a small hole in the center of each coin. Heero
gulped as he remembered certain article about weights and nipples
"We will start with 100 grams each," Duo held up a thin chain with a
small ball in the end which acted as a stopper so that the coin
wouldn't fall past the chain. "This chain is 20 grams and this coin,"
he showed the moderate thick coin to Heero, "is 80 grams." He then
fitted the coin with the chain.
Heero's heart throbbed in anticipation as Duo connected the chain to
his right nipple ring. When the chain clicked in place, Duo took a
step back. One second Heero felt nothing and the next second he felt
the weight pull his right nipple down. It was light enough that the
pain was almost non-existent. Heero looked at his Master confusedly.
It wasn't his Master's style to put something on that was almost useless.
Duo grinned at his slave's look but offered no further explanation as
he attached the similar chain on the left nipple ring. Heero felt the
similar weight on his left nipple as his Master let go of the chain.
Ignoring his slave's confused look, Duo held up what looked like about
twenty black chopsticks, but these had the same thickness as a
chopsticks thickest end along the entire length.
"These are vibrators," Duo grinned, "Very slim vibrators."
Heero's eyes widened at the realization what he would have to endure.
Meanwhile, his Master had stepped around and stood between his spread
legs. Heero squeaked as he felt the tip of the very slim vibrator
touch his opening and vibrate. He jerked up at the touch and gasped
when he felt the weights on his nipple rings swing with his movement
and pulled on his nipples even more.
"For two vibrators inserted, I will add ten grams on each of your
nipple rings." His Master spoke up casually and pushed the small
vibrator in. Heero gasped and jerked as it vibrated while sliding
deeper into his passage. It was about ten inches inside him when his
Master stopped pushing. Heero made a protesting noise at the slight
flutters of pleasure he gained from the small object. He wanted more.
His Master chuckled, "I know the friction is not enough. You have to
be patient, Kitten. No pain no gain."
Heero shuddered as another vibrator teased his opening. He knew what
his Master meant by the pain and gain. He would get more pleasure but
at the same time also more pain from the weights added. His cock
twitched at the promise of pleasure and pain mixed together.
The second vibrator was pushed into him, joining the first one in his
passage and increasing the vibration. Heero mewled, wanting more of
them. However his Master had another thought. Duo stepped around and
added ten grams weight on each chain. Heero moaned as his nipples
were tugged down more by the additional weight. It was still light
enough though that he was much more focused on what happening in his
ass. His Master was once more behind him and there was the teasing
touch of another vibration around his opening. Heero welcomed the
third one eagerly and moaned in pleasure as the vibration heightened.
Another one was inserted before his Master went around and added
another weight onto his nipples.
The ritual was repeated until Heero had ten vibrators inside him and
each of his nipple bore 150 grams of weight. His Master then stopped
and announced that he would play with his toy for a while. Heero
gasped as his Master started prodding and pulling the vibrators at
random. The prodding moved the vibratora inside him and pushed other
vibrators around him. The movement increased his pleasure and also
made him jerk when it prodded his certain spot. The weights on his
nipples would swing then, straining his nipples even more. Pain shot
up from his upper body while pleasure swirled on his lower body. They
mixed in the middle and shot up straight into his leaking hard cock.
His Master told him he was a masochist and he had admitted that he was
one. He liked the feeling of pain and pleasure attacking his body and they
reduced him into a quivering mess. Heero mewled as his Master started
pushing and pulling the vibrators at random, making them vary
lengths inside him. The random positions gave him greater pleasure as
the vibrators pulsated all around his passage.
But then his Master rearranged them back into the same length and
stopped playing. Heero gasped as he felt a new vibrator was added into
his stretched passage. It was inserted in the center so that it pushed
other vibratos aside to make a room for itself. Once it reached the
desired depth inside his passage, his Master inserted another one.
This time it was slower since Heero was rather full with the thin
vibrators. The Japanese boy could feel his passage expand to
accommodate the new insertion and how it contracted against the
vibrators. Having inserting two vibrators into his slave, the long
haired Master put another set of weights on his slave's nipple rings,
adding more strain on the nipples. A mewl escaped Heero's mouth as his
nipples started to tingle and throb at the unusual weight they bore.
Duo repeated the two-vibrators-followed-by-two-weights-ritual again
and again while his slave moaned and gasped at the ministration. The
vibrator insertion became slower as Heero's passage got fuller. When
Duo pushed the last vibrator into Heero's passage inch by inch, the
Japanese boy had very little rational thought left. His nipple bore
two hundred grams of weights each while his passage had twenty small
but devilish vibrators in it. The pain constantly shot from his
strained nipples while the pleasure attacked him repeatedly as the
vibrators mercilessly prodded his passage. The pain was intense but so
was the pleasure. Together they drove all Heero's thoughts away until
all the Japanese boy could think about was his hard cock which was badly
trying to reach its fulfillment. It would be impossible though until
his Master removed the cock ring from around it.
"Master..." Heero whined for the cock ring's removal but his Master
cut his plea before he managed to finish it.
"You're still in deep submission mode, Kitten. No talking," Duo spoke
from where he stood before his slave's head, "And I want to use your
Mind hazy with pleasure and pain, Heero couldn't remember when his
chains had been lowered. Last time he remembered, his head was at the
same level as Duo's neck, now it was at groin level. Was it
between the sixteenth and seventeenth vibrators? Heero didn't know for
sure. He stopped thinking when his Master's cock touched his lips.
Having been conditioned, he automatically opened his mouth and
welcomed the hard flesh inside. Hands descended on his head to steady
it as his Master started thrusting in and out.
Heero moaned around the hard flesh in his mouth as the thrust caused
his body to sway thus making the weights on his nipples sway as well.
Pain shot up from those twin nubs and collided with pleasure coming
from his lower body. They merged and went straight to his cock,
waiting to be let out, which wouldn't happen until his Master removed
the cock ring. It was hell. It was heaven. While he wanted his
release, Heero also loved how his Master slid into him and heard his
rough grunt. He embraced the pain on his nipples and the pleasure on
his lower body, wanting it to stop and never end at the same time.
It was only a few minutes that had passed but for the Japanese boy who was held
on the brink of his orgasm, it felt like hours. His Master finally
thrust for the final time and roared his completion. As usual, Heero
swallowed his Master's release and licked him clean. Once the
softening flesh left his mouth, Heero made a pleading noise, wanting
nothing more than releasing his pent up pleasure.
Duo took a step back and tucked his cock back into his pants. He
watched his slave writhing in his chains for a while before walking
around to stand between the Japanese boy's spread legs. His slave
mewled loudly when he grabbed the leaking hard cock. The pleasure was
almost unbearable for his slave. "Do you want to come, Kitten?"
Heero nodded frantically. Instead of having the ring removed from his
cock, he felt one of the vibrators inside him being pulled out slowly.
Oh, why did he have to get the most sadistic Master? Heero let out a
desperate cry which ended in a yell as the vibrator was shoved back
into him, straight into his prostate. Heero screamed as his body
exploded in pleasure and his vision became pure white. He didn't know
exactly when his Master removed the cock ring. But he knew it had been
removed because he was coming violently.
Then Heero knew no more.
When he came to, Heero found himself in the bed, body cleansed and of
course naked, and securely held within his Master's arms. "Thank you,
Master." Heero sighed in contentment and snuggled deeper into his
Master's chest, already falling back to his sleep.
The arms tightened around the sleeping slave as the owner murmured
softly, "It's me who has to thank you for such wonderful gift,