A show to remember.

He continues to ignore her presence for most of the journey, occasionally Barking out questions.

Little did Sophia know, he was gaining information on her this way. Profiling her. Watching when she flinches and when she calms. What makes her angry or sad.

She hadn't realised that the few answers she had given had allowed him to read her like a well paged book.

She sat calmly watching the world pass in a series of bare trees, and old houses through the window.

She hadn't been in this area and although she was worried she mostly settled with the cold numbness that coated her body and ran through her veins.

Was she in shock. She knew she should be panicking. Maybe trying to run, but instead she snuggled into the warm cardigan and turned to look at the man in the car.

The man observing her every movement.

His cold eyes taste her goosebumps as he finally catches her eyes. She doesn't pull away. She can't. His eyes pull her in, but his voice sets her free.

"Suppose I should give you some facts now."

She doesn't speak but nods her head, afraid incase this is some twisted joke.

"We're all kind of scouting. Have done it this way for a long time. Malik will use you to his advantage whoever you are. Johnny is OK. He's a good lad but he's easily persuaded. Like jelly that boy is. If i hadn't of bought you with me, you'd of been fucked and abused in ways you've never dreamt of.

Then told to go home. With me, I suppose you don't know what you'll be getting but I won't use everything you have then throw you away."

She again, only nods, and she watches as his jaw clicks. His anger is rising and she does nothing. She doesn't care.

"What do you want out of life? What are your fantasies Sophia? You must have some."

With a quiet voice and a tilt of her head, she finally speaks.

"I don't know anymore."

"Well that's something you will learn then. Under my supervision of course."

Her fears and worries seem to snap back to her as the car pulls up outside of a beautifully groomed Manor.

Y leans forward in his seat and grabs her wrists before snapping cuffs onto her. The bag is pushed over her head again and it takes everything she has to not scream and fight.

"Now you will call me Sir at all times. Do you understand Sophia?"

She nods her head in the confines of the cotton bag.

With no verbal communication from her, Y begins to let his temper show.

Slapping his hand against her bare thigh, he twists his wrist and pinches hard on the soft flesh there until she responds with a squeak and tries to shuffle across the seats.

"Answer me Sophia. I don't have time,nor the patience for your stupid games."

"Yes sir. I understand that I shall call you sir at all times. Sir."

He rolls his eyes at her blatant cheek before opening the door and pulling her toward the building.

She briefly wonders why he's bothered to bag her, when she has already seen the huge building.

But alas, the sound of pumping music and loud voices distract her thoughts. Y continues to move her along with one hand at her back and one gripping her elbow tightly.

She feels others as they lightly brush past her. In some instances even feeling their breath upon her skin.

Then she's shoved down into what she assumes to be a chair, the bag whipped from her head and her cuffs attached to rail before her.

"Stay here. I'll be back soon." Y snaps.

It was fairly crowded for saying it's early morning. The thought reminds Sophia of her husband. He'll know she's not at home now. She wonders if he will call the police.

Her thoughts are suddenly swept aside as she catches sight of the show before her.

The main attraction was the two very hot dom and sub couple on the stage. The dom was truly a sex God. His dark hair and olive complexion, combined with the wide shoulders and sixpack, was begging to be licked, touched, felt in any way.

He had on a pair of black chaps and a leather thong that didn't

cover the large anaconda that was still flaccid yet was bulging against the fabric.

Damn to be able to have that please you would be heaven.

The sub was even hotter then the dom if that were even possible. His fiery red hair and bright green eyes were amazing. They stood out against the darkness of everything else here. His shoulders were much wider than the doms and his body was even tighter. His muscles showing he must work out, or be forced into enough exercise to gain such big beasts.

He was much taller than the Dom. And it proved an unusual sight. She'd of expected the dom to be bigger in all ways. But it also proved to be hot.

She knew it was awfully likely that the redheaded sub would be able to easily overpower the Sexy dom. But he wouldn't. It wasn't his master's wish.

Watching them warm up was making Sophia tingle.

The dom had the ginger sub on his knees with his hands tied behind his back and a leather collar around his neck. At first glance it only looked like he was wearing a collar but his back was to her. So when he turned around and faced the dom she finally noticed he had chains attached to his nipple rings as well.

The only clothing he had on was a small thong that seemed to ride down his arse as his cock got harder.

The dom had pulled his collar chain and his nipples became taunt from being yanked. He enjoys the slight pain.

Sophia was beginning to worry herself. She was enjoying the show far too much. She didn't want to get off on his pain.

But it was too fascinating. She couldn't stop watching, the dom pulled the sub up by the chain around his throat and led him to what she knew to be called the St. Andrews cross.

The sub leant his body against the huge wooden cross and awaited his next torment.

Sophia automatically thought about torture when she looked at the cross. It was originally a medieval torture device as it is.

But as she saw the show unfolding before her, she knew it would work both ways. Torture and pleasure. She briefly wonders which the dom will choose.

The dom had two other people strapping in his ginger sub while he was getting some toys together on a black wooden table to the side. She noticed several things that she was already familiar with such as the dildos, a few vibrators, butt plugs and a cock ring, and a paddle that looked like the one her sorority sisters used when she was there.

It was about two inches thick and had four holes at the end. It looked really intimidating.

When everything was completely put together the dom picked up the cock ring and slowly rolled it onto the semi-flaccid cock of the sub. Which made the sub's cock twitch and slowly get harder.

Then the dom went back to the table and picked up a butt plug and squirted some lube onto it before walking back toward the sub slowly.

The olive skinned god waved the butt plug in front of the subs face for him to look at before putting it on his chest and dragging it around his side

and to his puckering arse hole. That's when Sophia heard his voice for the first time, "Are your ready for me to take your arse now?"

The dom's dick at that point was so hard and could see the veins pushing at the taut skin, "Yes Sir, Please!"

The show was beginning to excite Sophia and she wriggled in her seat, hoping the friction of the movement would help.

She didn't notice the other people around her. So she had no idea she was being watched.

The dominant man slowly pushed the plug into the sub's arse as the sub's cock hardened further. The juices of his pre-cum could be seen by any of the viewers.

The dom begun to get angry at him and told the sub he wasn't allowed to cum yet but it seemed the sub had no control over his leakage of hot cum steadily dripping from his cock.

He went back to the table and chose the two inch paddle. He slowly walked behind his sub and said,

"What happens when you do not listen to your master you little cunt?" The sexy ginger seemed like he was

about to cry at this point but answered nonetheless.

"Please Master I need to be punished for not being able to stop cumming on your floor. Please spank me."

The dom walked behind his sub and grabbed the plug, gave it a push a couple times before pulling it out completely.

After placing it on the table he walked back to the sub.

"I want you to count for me every time I hit you. Do you understand?"

"Yes sir, I understand." The sub almost sobbed.

The dom reared back his arm, the muscles in his back and arms flexing as the paddle was coming down

to the sub's naked arse.

With a resounding loud smacking sound, the paddle hit naked skin.

Sophia cringed knowing how

hard that hit was. She had been spanked with similar strengths in her sorority for her bad behaviour. Sometimes not sitting for days after.

The hit only served to get the sub more excited. He was enjoying his punishment.

The dom was obviously unhappy with this and brought the paddle down again even harder.

"I told you not to cum, stop being a little cunt and listen to me or it will be even worst the next time."

"I'm sorry Master, I can't stop my dick from coming when you

are doing such a wonderful job spanking me. Thank you master."

And before he could get another word out the dom once more pulled the paddle back and hit him even harder than before.

"Did I not tell you to count? You are the most useless sub I have ever had. You don't know how to control your dick and your can't count for me. Maybe I should do something different, Hmmm?"

At at this point the sub did indeed have a tear running down his cheek. Whether due to his punishment or because he was displeasing his master so terribly, Sophia did not know.

"Please Master give me another chance? Please! I am begging you."

The dom took a second to look at his sub and went back to the table where he picked up a flesh coloured dildo. He also took off his leather thong and his dick was standing to attention ready to wage a war with its full 11 inches.

Sophia stared at the length. Surely that must hurt. She thought to herself. His width was at least as thick as her wrist. And although she panicked that he'd do the poor sub harm, she watched on. Eager to see what would happen.

The dom stalked back from the table with his hands covered in lube and then started rubbing the oily liquid onto his huge dick.

"Regardless of if you're willing to do as I say, you've proved that you're only a little pussy by dripping your fucking cum all over my floor without my permission.

So if you think your going to get away with it that easy you are sadly mistaken.

Before I'm done with you I'm going to rip your arse apart and you're going to beg me for release, do you understand little boy?"

The sub knowing he was given another chance to please his master was getting excited. Eager to do things right.

"Yes, Yes sir. Please use me for

your pleasure master!" Before he even had a chance to say anything else the dom shoved the dildo into his mouth, pushing it as far as he could to the back of the sub's throat making the sub gag on it. He did this several more times before walking behind the sub, still tied to the huge X shaped torture device, and pulled the sub's arse out so he had to stand on tiptoes to stop his hands from being yanked by the restraints

Without warning the dom slammed his huge cock into the sub's arse, balls deep.

The sub's cock was now weeping cum all over the wooden floor as his master pounded his hard dick deep inside him over and over again.

Every so often the dildo would be slammed to the back of his throat.

The sub didn't have time to make a noise between being fucked hard in the arse and having to deepthroat the large dildo.

It looked like the sub was about to pass out when the dom finally yanked the dildo out of his mouth.

"I am going to cum all in your filthy arseshole you little pussy boy. And when I do I you can finally shoot your load onto my floor. Are you ready to feel my hot cum shooting in your arse slave boy?"

"Yes, please master! I beg you to cum, please, please master."

Before the sub had a chance to finish the last please the dom was unloading his cum into his arse and grunting

like a feral animal.

When he had finally finished cumming he reached around the sub and grabbed his cock and started stroking him till he shot a huge load of cum. He'd never been forced to come so much and now he could barely feel his muscles.

As the master unlocked his slaves restraints, Sophia felt the back of her neck tingle.

Y was back.

She watched as the gorgeous slave dropped to the floor on the stage before her.

His master kindly helped him to his feet and stroked the damp hair from his face.

He cares. The gesture made Sophia smile.

There's still love, even in a world of harsh extreme sex and kinky fetishes.

His breath stroked her neck before his mouth barely stroked her ear.

"You liked the show Sophia. Which one are you?"

She doesn't answer.

Because she doesn't know.

"Cmon beautiful. You're up next."