It was fortune all these other shemales had tendencies to stay up late to party under the rain of popped champagne—dancing naked, surrounded in the thick aura and scent of sex from their acquaintances; it gave Anna freedom to roam around and get her fill of breakfast before a threat arose. Anna luckily only had to witness roughly ten of those parties by briefly passing them; only once had she actually been in one. It was not her cup of tea. There would be couples, nay, clusters—never less than six groups, Anna found—pounding on the bare floor. Others were pressed against each other on the walls. Every so often, one or two or a whole bunch of unfortunate souls were brought from the bonds and made the main attraction. The blasting music wasn't even enough to mask the sound of elation, sometimes cries. Their use of the word "party" was almost humorous.
Anna never tried too hard to think about that kind of stuff. It didn't please her exactly. Well, what ever did in this place? None but one thing and one thing only.
That girl. Elsa was her name. Even her name was beautiful and unique. Anna shivered when thinking about her. She was utterly stunning. Anna couldn't get that poor but perfect face out of her head. She couldn't understand why. Why? Why was she so damn perfect? Anna might have hated this place, but she still was human with human thoughts, emotions, and reactions. Anna would be lying if she said she never found any of these naked bodies attractive; she just had the moral ability to resist. It's not like it was hard either. If she did and could find others eye-catching, why did Elsa stand above all else? That kiss—Elsa's lips on hers—it was euphoric. Anna couldn't put anything inside her mind into words. She only heard one thing, "why?"
Maybe Anna knew already, though her thoughts could be naive.
Anna wanted to go back, but she knew that was too risky. Not only were people usually attending the camera rooms, going back could ruin her chance at an even better opportunity to see Elsa again. And Anna had two plans to do so. The redhead, of course, was shy and quiet compared to all of the others. This made her a target. She was put under special surveillance. Anna had no other choice than to submit and force herself to fuck women. This meant she could not visit Elsa often. She would surely be questioned, and Anna knew she wouldn't be able to keep that up for long. She had to stay patient. It would all be worth it.
Passing through some more levels and riding a few more elevators, Anna found herself shortly in a small, lonely place known as the offices. The offices were an old, vacant, forgotten lot, visited by very few and striking the mystery that started this whole place. It was never intended to exist. The only reason behind it was the rumour that this place was created on top of some secret facility, only to be withered away to time. Anna enjoyed the sense of comfort the chairs, desks, and computers gave to her, though none of them worked. It was so quiet. The feeling was always too sweet. The redhead knew she could never stay for too long. Due to the lack of cameras, this place was one of the first to be checked if Anna was off the screens for too long.
Trying to soak up every lasting second in this silent space, Anna walked over to a lonely chair and turned to seat herself in it. Suddenly, her heart began to race as a force took her by the arm and slammed her up against a wall. Anna opened her panicked eyes to see a dark-haired woman giggling as she pressed her forearm cruelly into the redhead's neck. Her voice was snake-like and stern.
"Why, if it isn't Anna. Guess luck was on my side to run into you today. Of course I might've predicted you'd mosey on down here sometime this morning. Finally got it right." Water began to form in Anna's eyes as she struggled to pry this woman's arm off.
"Let go of me! What do you want!?" Anna cried.
"Stupid question. What do you think? You think I planned to come down here and pin you up against a wall while hard just to wish you good day? No, I want to have some fun with Anna. She's quite pretty, and she's all mine. Instructions from the top." the girl explained. "Our master doesn't think you're following the rules all that well lately. She ordered me to find you to make certain. She said you wouldn't mind being taught again. I don't want to have to go back up and say you're not, do I?" The woman glared into the dread in Anna's eyes. "I didn't think so. Now, do exactly what I say."
Anna held her neck and coughed as the woman released. Her wet eyes opened to see the woman sitting in one of the chairs, facing her. Her legs were spread wide apart. She was very relaxed and content. Her eyebrow rose in interest. The woman's hands linked behind her head. "Now…" the woman whispered menacingly, "dance for me, baby." Anna's whole face became as red as a tomato. Her arms fretfully linked in front of her naked body. She was so utterly helpless.
"Dance for me, you fucking bitch!" Anna's whole body jerked in terror at her voice. She shut her eyes tight for a second to hold back tears. Her breath was so weak.
Anna had no choice but to comply. She swayed her lips slightly to the sides as a start. She avoided the girl's eyes as much as she could—either by looking to the side or by shutting them completely. As further reason to look away, the woman was not shy to stroke her cock in satisfaction.
"Move your arms, cum bucket. Let me see those jugs." she demanded. At least it wasn't so strict as it could have been. Anna's hands shivered but ultimately opened after a few seconds. Her body felt so cold. It didn't help her nipples were growing rigid either. It was only a matter of time until the woman said something about them. Hopefully she was wrong.
"Raise your hands above your head. Brush them through your hair. I want to see those things jiggle for me." The redhead winced, staring down at her feet. She quietly, quickly sniffled twice, raising her hands to her temples and combing through her locks with her fingers. She did not open her eyes much. It did not help to see her breasts bouncing slightly—to be gawked at like trophies—when she did.
Anna continued to dance in a short, routine manner. She moved her hips to the sides, additionally shaking her hands through her hair. Anna just wanted this to be over—pleaded for this humiliation to end. It wasn't long before her body tensed as she heard a "come here now". Perhaps she should have been more wary of what she wished for.
Like a beaten canine, paws quivering in fear, Anna eventually approached the dark-headed girl. She inadvertently met with her piercing eyes once, knowing she couldn't survive another. Her eyes immediately averted to her hands waiting down at her waist. "Kneel," the redhead heard. Her heart punched through her ribs. Anna's eyes inched gradually towards her, wondering if the woman actually said what she said. Her eyes never made the courage to climb further than her master's kneecap. Anna could not dumb her way out of this one as much as she wanted to try. Anybody in the world could tell the woman meant exactly what she voiced. Anna just enjoyed the sweetness of believing she could've heard something else.
Anna's legs shifted, and her knees lowered onto the floor; she couldn't even aim her peripherals in the woman's direction without spotting something now towering mere inches from her face. A chill rushed through Anna's body. Her bones felt weak.
"Now, I want to feel those lips wrapped nicely around my cock." The redhead knew it was to come, but that did not halt her face from turning any less pale.
Anna could literally hear her heart pounding in her chest now. Her entire structure was frozen except for a rapid shiver caused by her unremitting terror. Anna wanted to act, truly wanted to, but her muscles were as if she had taken a glimpse into Medusa's gaze. Her head could only twitch in the direction of the woman and always bounced back like elastic. The only thing she could do was tense and wait for the hit.
"Slut, come on! I ain't got all day!" the woman scolded. It finally gave Anna the push she needed to continue. The redhead's body jerked alive and turned to the girl. It was difficult to open her teary eyes. It was even more so to look.
The woman's fiercely erect penis stood right in front of Anna's nose, proudly scoffing at her. The redhead's heart dropped. She could not handle herself. But who could in her situation? The water in her eyes let loose entirely, draining down her cheeks. Her lips could not contain her sobs any longer either. Oh, how they trembled. Anna started to break. She shut her eyes and faced the ground. She did not know what to do. She did not know what to think.
"Oh… It's OK to cry, darling." Anna's attacker spoke. The redhead felt a chill as a hand softly palmed her cheek. She turned Anna's face up toward her, greeting her weeping victim with a smile. Anna was so weak her pupils shook. The woman leaned in closer, "Blow me." she said with a devilish smile. Anna's breath stopped. "Blow me, slut!"
Gradually, Anna rose on her knees. Her face inched above the woman's cock. Anna knew not to look back up at her, but she accidentally did. She felt like something was stuck in her throat. As much pain as it caused her, Anna crept her hands towards the woman's rod, her fingers millimeters away, bending to cup it. The redhead hated how content her assailant must've been.
Anna saw the woman's gut suck in as a loud gasp shot out of her once Anna had nicely taken her penis in her hands. Anna almost gagged as she felt it pulse in her hand. Her eyes rolled, wondering how she was going to stomach the rest if she could barely even touch it. Whether she could or not was irrelevant. She did not have a choice. Anna's eyes tightly, painfully slammed shut, forcing her mouth around the penis. She was slow to go down—coughing and retracting slightly second after second. The woman's legs were twitching and bucking all around. Eventually, Anna made it to the base, though not that it was any easy task. She was swift to pull back up to the tip, sucking in much desperately needed oxygen. The tears running down her face only increased and increased. Louder and louder, the sobbing grew as Anna continued to push and pull up and down. She was close to hurling twice; if that were to happen, who knows what kind of pain the woman would put Anna through.
"Oh, baby, you're actually quite a lot better at this than some of the whores stuck up there. Some don't dare to go all the way to the base like you do. Of course, I never said you had to. Guess you just have a knack for this. Do you secretly have a kink for sucking cock? Or are you forced to do this often?" The woman laughed. "I like to imagine both." she stared at Anna. Anna did not react at all to the woman in any way, continuing to blow her like she was instructed. It did not entirely please her.
"Slut, look into my eyes as you suck me off." she hissed, tilting Anna's face upwards. "You're focused on me right now—nothing else. Let me look at you and see the pain in your eyes." The redhead obeyed, though it was one of her biggest wishes to never have to see her face again. Anna's eyes burned, forcing herself to gaze at the woman, tears still rushing like a river. The woman mocked and laughed at her. The redhead felt so small like an ant; she just wanted to see the boot at this point. As a point for Anna, the woman admitted she possessed some of the most perfect eyes ever for head.
Though Anna was a pretty sight to see, the redhead could not just satisfy the woman with only her looks. She had to walk the walk with it, but her "walk" was pretty damn slow—way too slow for the woman's hellish taste. Anna was properly, as they all said, instructed how to suck the woman's dick by getting a fist in her hair and drilled harshly swift up and down it. She attempted to slow the process by bracing her hands against the woman's thighs but only to little avail. "Freckles, you gotta do it like this, or we'll be at this for a long while." the woman commented as she roughly handled Anna's head, addressing her by eyeing the freckles specifically on her face, breasts, and the top view of her butt. That granted her not too bad of an idea.
"Get up." Anna's mistress ordered after a minute or so, pulling Anna off by the hair; the redhead coughed and gagged and drooled all over the floor beneath her. Before the woman continued, she took a small moment to admire the beauty in her victim's pained, teary face. Anna was quite surprised to find herself lifted up to her feet instead of finishing her mistress or being struck for not fulfilling her. She knew this wasn't going to be any better, though.
Again, poor Anna stood in front of her attacker, waiting for the next order. She didn't know what she would do if told to dance again. Thankfully and unfortunately, it was something different. Anna wished she hadn't looked, but she caught the woman's finger gesturing her to come closer at the corner of her eye, accidentally centering it in her vision. With no choice but to comply, Anna nervously stepped forward—whole body shaking. The sound of her breath amplified as she felt her mistress' sinister fingers slither around her wrists. She yelped as suddenly she was yanked onto the woman's body. Adjusting her position upon her and seeing that evil smirk carve into the cheeks of the shemale she was sitting on, Anna knew exactly what was to happen next.
After feeling the hands of the woman palm her rear cheeks, the redhead shrieked at the pain of her master's cock inserting into her ass. Anna's fists tightened around the rear of the chair, trying to mask the pain. Her assailant wasted no time in reaching her peak. The dark-haired girl pushed and humped as fast as she could. Anna's body naturally flowed into the rhythm, bouncing and smacking down onto the woman's thighs after every thrust. This hell for Anna was just absolute ecstasy to her mistress—the feeling and scene in all. Her pleasure only rose when listening to Anna's cries and watching her body and breasts shake and shake, just screaming at her to have a taste like a delicious dairy dessert drink. Hastily, the woman's arms locked tightly around Anna's slim body, giving her face greater force to drive into Anna's chest. The shemale buried in comfortably deep, shortly treating her herself in the sweet taste of her slave's ample bosom. Her tongue first took a short minute licking in the center, only to guide her face over to Anna's right breast to begin feasting. Her lips ravished to no conceivable end. The saliva soon had covered the entire mound. The woman seemed to have a strong thing for nibbling nipples. The same wasn't any different for the other breast. Her tongue slurped and licked, and her mouth stuffed as much as it possibly could of Anna's tit inside.
Anna's chest was finished with its torment, and her face was the next course. Anna attempted to avoid the girl's giggling mouth at first, but like her dignity and strength, her spirit to soften this torture diminished quickly like a small flower burning into ashes. Anna didn't care—couldn't care any longer. There was no point. The other shemale messily slurped up the side of her victim's face, leaving a wide trail of spit as she delved into Anna's mouth, spiraling her tongue all over the inside walls of her cheeks and sucking on the redhead's tongue like a popsicle. All Anna did was cry.
"Oh, Anna, what's wrong? I thought you'd have a bit more fight left in you, no? Is all this pain and humiliation getting to you? Do you give up? All of this would have been avoided had you just enjoyed yourself and fucked a few sluts like you were told. Now you're just one of them, only with this cock that you never use. Oh!" the black-haired girl gasped as she looked down. "My, my! I've been mistaken!" she announced, gawking at Anna's penis, which was very astonishingly but extremely erect. "What's with this, Anna?" she laughed. "Were you lying to me? You cry and weep in pain, yet your body shows as if you're completely content. Oh, don't be shy, sweetheart. We're all friends here, aren't we? Mama will take care of you. I'll show you it is alright to feel this way." The redhead just did her best to shun her voice. "Come now, you must enjoy it if you're so hard. Why lie about it? Tell me you love it." The black-haired lady pressed on Anna's ass again, "C'mon! I'm almost there, Anna! We can cum together; just embrace it with me! We can both enjoy this. Why not? What do you say, huh!?" she asked, growing more aggressive. Her speed increased quite a bit. Her hand grabbed the back of Anna's neck and pulled her down, touching their foreheads together. Anna's attacker stared her straight in the eye. "Come on, Anna. Break. Let it all out with me. I'll be here with you. Give in."
The woman's eyes fluttered slowly shut as the bliss of her peak began to come to fruition. Her mouth found Anna's chest once again and bit lightly. Her arms held Anna in close. Her body shifted forward, and she let go.
With all of her strength, the black-haired woman held Anna down onto her core, reaching up inside of the redhead as far as she could to release her seed. Anna's body tensed once more, this time to mask the disgust as well. Her body twitched, feeling the liquid moving inside of her like a parasite. Providentially, she didn't have to think too much about it as a hand cupped her by the neck and threw her down.
"Oh, you dumb, sad, little whore." Anna's master chuckled. "Why do you do this to yourself? This would all be avoided if you just followed the rules. Give in. Are you really going to let this happen again and again? Embrace your desires, Anna. I know you have them; I saw it. You can't save anyone anyway, so why not have yourself a bit of fun, huh?" As the moment became silent, Anna tensed, hearing the woman's footsteps. Her eyes then swiftly opened in surprise and relief as they sounded quieter with each step. "I really enjoyed myself, slut. I've got plenty more whores to attend to." she heard the woman giggle, walking off into the distance. Her laughter rang through Anna's head. It sounded like there were hundreds surrounding all around. The redhead covered her face, shielding from the light in the room with her forearms. She turned her stomach to the ground, lightly sobbing into the nothingness that was around her. Anna wished she could stay there for the rest of eternity.