This choice: let the whip mistress lock you in • Go Back...Chapter #4Locked in the room by: milida   You smile back intending to enjoy your evening "You aren't going to scare me out of a free nights entertainment madam"
"Whatever enjoy the night then," she concluded as she left and locked the door. The locked door did somewhat disturb you as it wasn't normal practice, but you choose to ignore it.
As you looked at the beautiful maidens before you, your however thought that there was obviously some catch here, but couldn't for the life of you work it out. The girls all seemed harmless and well cowered and the Eunuch would always have to obey the master in all things over than the collaring and branding and it was the girls not you who were going to receive that.
Giving up on your speculations, you went up to the girls to select your passion slave for the night. To your surprise they all were very keen to be selected. Given that the main evening's entertainment was meant to be their collaring and branding afterwards you thought they would be much more subdued. You were growing more disturbed but again managed to once more rationalize to yourself, concluding that the display was just a product of their good training.
Nevertheless, you felt compelled to ask, "Are you being punished by me coming here?"
"No sir" one answered "We may be fresh captives, but certain promises have been made and consequently each one of us very much want to have the magical chance to sleep with you. We hope it might even be a life changing event for the lucky one"
You blushed somewhat at the implied compliment '"You flatter me pretty ones, but I don't expect you will find my sex world changing"
With great earnestness one politely replied "We all beg to differ, your reputation proceeds you Mister Le Mure. You also underestimate the magic of sex here Master, it will indeed potentially be a life changing experience for the lucky one of us"
You laugh at that and say "Oh well, I am afraid then that five of you will be disappointed"
They all nodded their pretty heads sadly and then started to giggle uncontrollably.
You look at the six of them somewhat disconcertedly sure you are missing something.
"Sir do you know what will happen tonight?" the same girl asked, somewhat tentatively after regaining control of her laughing fit.
"Other than the collaring and the branding of you girls, no. I simply got this room from spinning the wheel of options" you smile back
She and the others giggled again and then after taking a deep breath she continued "Master you are very lucky then. I'm sure you will be surprised how things unfold and I am sure you will learn much tonight about the fairer sex"
You feel very uneasy then as it was the same statement as the whip mistress had made. You frown and knot your brow finding the room ever more confusing and unsettling. It made no sense why they were all dressed like 1950's American women. Given how cryptic the answers you had received so far you decided to tackle that issue so simply asked "So why are you all dressed in non Arabian clothes, including that beast?"
To your surprise, the so called beast looked most indignant and somewhat shrilly answered for all "I will have you know sir that in my world I was a Princess before we were all kidnapped and dragged here. Although I am a different species to my sisters in our world that was not an issue. Human and pony folk were considered equal in our world, these clothes are what females usually wear in our world"
Looking somewhat perturbed "So princess you were all kidnapped and brought here I gather, for you things are worse than your sisters as pony girls here are considered dumb beasts of burden"
She shuddered "I now know that why do you think I volunteered for this room, at least I have a one in six chance"
You sighed lost for words.
After you remained silent for a few moments a different girl asked "Do you not think it cruel that we are to be branded and collared?"
"I suppose it is the fate of slaves to be collared and branded, it is not something I usually care to watch, but obviously a necessity for the local economy to work, one needs to be able to tell chattels from free I guess. That it happens I care little" you respond trying to sound like a local male.
"Perhaps you might feel differently if it was your neck being collared and thigh branded?" she teased back, to which all of the girls giggled.
"Is anyone going to tell me what is going on here?" you demand
They all grinned and in unison shook their pretty heads.
You then shake your head obviously confused "Oh well I suppose I should make my selection" | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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