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She stumbled slightly as he led her, blindfolded, down what seemed to be a long corridor. It was late evening; and since she'd been blindfolded since he'd picked her up about thirty minutes earlier, she had no idea where she was or where they were going.

She was already naked. She had been allowed only shoes and her coat when they'd left the house, and these had been removed after they'd entered the building. Were there people about? Was she being filmed on some security camera? She put the questions out of her mind and followed her Master...the possessor of the slave she had so willingly become at his hand.

Her other senses failed to provide clues to their whereabouts. No sound was heard, save that of his footsteps down the cold hard floor. There was nothing to taste, except for the lingering flavor of his sweet kiss as he helped her from the car and clasped her leash. Her heart was racing, and it took a bit before the scent registered....the unforgettable smell of hospital antiseptic.

Her mind reeled as she instinctively knew this was the scene he had described so long ago, when his web of enslavement had just begun to capture her. What was it.... she struggled to recall the details.... gynelogical table...spotlight... strapped... speculum.... several others examining her.... a moan escaped her lips and she felt her soul begin to quake.

He traced a finger lightly up and down her spine and said, "Ah you remember, don't you. I wondered if you might. You said then that you reacted very strongly.. in fact, dear, if i remember correctly, it made you cum at your desk. Well...we shall see now, won't we."

He bade her stop. She heard a door open, and the tug on her leash was his silent command to enter. She entered slowly, mustering grace and pride with every step. He was sharing her with others, putting her on display as he had told her he would; and she was determined to perform admirably. Steady hands guided her onto the examination table and deftly affixed the leather straps around her body to entrap her. Her body lept as his fingers gently grazed her nipple, and she heard him chuckle softly to himself. He restrained her hands above her head, and told her to keep her hands unclenched, palms open.

Her ass, still pink and stinging from the earlier spanking, balanced precariously at the end of the table. He guided her feet into the stirrups and pressed her knees far apart, to expose her fully to his gaze. His fingers slightly stroked her inner lips... up one side and down the other, stopping to tug at each pierced ring that held her open and ready for him at a moment's whim. He pinched her clit as he slid the cold speculum deep inside her, opening it wider, wider, and a soft moan escaped her lips as she felt the first urging build from her slavesoul.

"Oh, no, not yet. You wouldn't want to deprive our guests of seeing you in your passions, would you? You wouldn't want them to miss a single moment of your exam, now would you slut?"

"No, Master," she replied, her voice quavering from passion, excitement and fear.

"Good. Very good. I will tell you explicitly when you are to cum. You are forbidden until that time. You will not move a muscle as you are being examined. And you are not permitted to make a sound until I allow your release. Do you understand?"

She nodded her head and offered a silent prayer that she would perform to his expectations. Her desire to please him burned to her soul, and she would not deny him this tonight.

She sensed him moving away, and heard a loud click echo through the room. She felt the warmth, and knew that the spotlight illuminated every fold, every crevass of her exposed body. Motion in the room, and low murmurings, told her that the audience was entering and taking their places around the table. Her eyes closed, even though blindfolded, and she readied herself to accept whatever lay before her.

She heard him speak to the assemblage. "My friends, i offer this gift to you, and ask you to share in this service i require from my slave. Examine her at your leisure... probe her and test her limits as you will, within the bounds that were included in your invitation for this evening's festivities. She is not to make a sound.. and until i permit it, she is not to allow herself that ultimate physical pleasure that I know she already longs for. I have denied that, and she will obey that command. However, (and she could almost see his eyes twinkle at the next words) I would anticipate that you all will do your utmost to test her resolve."

There was silence .. and she waited, motionless, fighting against the passion that was already welling inside her. The first touch brought the stinging bites of two sets of clamps applied to her moist inner cunt lips, pulled tight and looped around her widespread thighs, to open her yet further to the gaze of onlookers. Her head spinned as she accustomed herself to the exquisite torture as spears of pain shot through her nether region, and she fought against the cry that threatened to escape her.

"My, my." Her Master's voice resounded through the room. "Look at that...she seems to be enjoying this. She seems to be getting... wetter. Come look. Don't you just love how much you can see with a speculum and light? Imagine that. I wonder how wet she will be before we are done." Chuckles and giggles from around the room helped her gauge that perhaps ten others were in the room. Ten people. Ten. Ten people, staring at her exposed cunt.

Two fingers... with long fingernails... pulled back the hood that protected her sweet clit. She nearly fainted as she felt the clamp nestle around her there, to hold her hood back to fully expose her. Her body, so sensitive and so wanting, threatened to betray her, and she struggled against succumbing to the pain that enveloped her.

Their timing was impeccable. They seemed to know exactly when she was able to tolerate the next touch, the next pleasure, the next torture. No sooner had she successfully resisted this latest onslaught, that two mouths found their way to her breasts. One mouth was rough, biting, tearing and tugging at tender nipples. The other was gentle, teasing, toying, flicking the tip in erotic temptation. One possessed the breast with strong fingers, grasping and twisting it, and one used soft featherlight, gentle caresses around the base to mark their claim on her body. The duet continued... sometimes alternating their ministrations ... sometimes in harmony... unceasing until she was mindless with desire.

They stopped abruptly and withdrew, leaving her aching for stimulation to balance the conflict they had caused in her mind. She felt her ass cheeks being parted. Something pressed against her, probing her and defying resistance. It was hard... unyielding... large... as demanding as the hand that drove it deep into her, twisting and turning it as it disappeared inside.

She felt the speculum being opened wider, pressing against the plug that claimed her, and she bit the inside of her cheek to still her screaming need to climax.

Her cunt began to constrict uncontrollably, fighting against the intrusion. The motion spilled her sweet nectar onto the examination table, and the brush of hair against her thighs told her that it would soon be lapped up and savored by another of her assailants. The tongue, moving agonizingly slowly, followed a single path, from her ass. Teeth tugged at the piercings, one by one, and then ventured to the tip of her clit. There it rested for a heartbeat, and then reversed its course. Again and again the tongue demanded the sweet taste, lapping, dipping to drink from her, swirling and darting, urging her to body to betray her Master's training. Lips closed around the clit and sucked it rhythmically, coaxing her on and on. Teeth replaced the lips, and she swooned at the bite. She began to lose herself. And then..abruptly.. her assailant withdrew.. and there was nothing..

She lay there, she knew not how long, held captive by the straps, clamps and plug, but with no other stimulation. A resounding utter silence filled the room. There was no motion, no human touch. She wondered if she had lost consciousness and had been abandoned by her tormentors. Panic arose in her and fear replaced all other emotion and sensation.

The interminable sense of aloneness was shattered as she heard the unmistakable slicing of air, then felt searing stings of a crop place skillfully on the tip of each sensitive nipple and her exposed clit. The symphony of pain consumed her body; and through her haze, she heard her Master's softly spoken "Now."

Crescendos of pain washed through her over and over, and she felt her mind withdrawing to that place that only submissives find. She was aware of everything and nothing. She was both numb and overwhelmed with sensation. She wanted the torture to stop and to continue. She knew only the need to please her cherished Master. Her body was wracked with crushing, pain-driven, endless waves of orgasm that consumed her, and she lost herself in the white blackness of ecstacy.

Again and again the crops struck their target, and again and again she was carried beyond reality into the world of the lost. She knew not how many times she felt the crops' caresses.. she knew not how long she remained there, suspended beyond the world.. she cared for nothing but pleasing her Master by delivering herself to him.

She floated there, only vaguely aware of the voices of approval as they congratulated Master on his skill in training. Her mind reeled as the throbbing pain resumed as the clamps were removed from her cunt, but no sound escaped her lips. She came again as the plug was removed and the soothing balm was applied to her bruised nipples and clit.

She heard the door being opened, footsteps crossing the floor and moving into the hallway, and knew she was again alone with her Master. She could sense him, smell him in the room, and knew that she would soon learn whether she had performed to his expectations.

Fingers loosened the straps that held her to the table, and soft gentle kisses brushed the tears from her face. He held her close, murmured words of comfort in her ear, spoke of his pride in her and the joy he brought her.

She was fulfilled beyond comprehension. She was owned. And he was pleased.