A/N: I can't believe I wrote another chapter a year later. Who'd have thought? Not me. But here it is, chapter 2 in all its glory. I want to once again say that I don't condone rape, nonconsensual acts, or anything like that. This chapter was merely created out of boredom. Enjoy~

Eric POV

It had been about a month since Eric brought Tris to his Dungeon, and now he wanted another little adventure. He knew he was going to bring the Stiff back, probably as a slave to help with the next fucking. But who next? Who would THANK him for his services? He thought he knew someone who could be grateful enough to moan out his name, and her name was Christina.

Tris POV

I still have nightmares about that night with Eric. Or they might be wet dreams, I'm not really sure. I can't bear to think about the pain from that night, but also I think about the pleasure quite a bit. Tobias and I still haven't gone all the way, and now I'm kind of wishing we would. I hate to say it, but I kinda wish I was with Eric again! There, I said it.

Not two minutes after I admitted that to myself, someone comes up behind me and injects me with a serum. They whisper in my ear, "Get ready, for round two, with a twist!" It was Eric, and he was back for more.

I wake up in his creepy sex dungeon again, but this time I'm chained directly to the pole in the middle of the room. Eric is standing in front of me with his anti-pregnancy serum in hand.

"Welcome back, slut. Here's your courtesy serum," he paused to inject me, "And now I'll explain what's going to happen. I'm going to fuck you now really fast, and then I'm going to go bring Christina down here. But you're going to be my little slave, and will do everything I tell you to do. You'll be kind of like…my assistant in fucking. You're going to dress her in the outfit that I tell you, you'll bring me every little toy I tell you, and if you do like your Master says, then I'll let you get fucked too. If you don't do what Master says, well I fuck you anyway but worse. You want Master to fuck you good, don't you?"

I hate myself for doing so, but I nodded furiously. I wanted him to fuck me.

Eric smiled. "Good. Now first rule is you must call me Master. Got it?"

I nodded and replied, "Yes, Master."

"Good girl. Now I'm going to fuck you and then you'll get dressed and I'll bring Christina down. Let's get you naked now, whore."

Eric ripped open my shirt just like he did last time, and ripped off my pants and bra as well. He took off all his clothes and started stroking his erection. Was it bigger than before? Eric pulled me against him and shoved his tongue into my mouth. He moved his hand down to my already dripping vagina, and ripped my panties into ribbons. He jammed his finger inside me and I moaned into his mouth.

Not wasting anymore time, he removed his hand and replaced it with his cock, moving in and out fast. He had broken me in pretty good last time, but it still shocked me how painful it was. He groaned into my ear and thrust harder into me. I came after a few thrusts and he followed me shortly after.

"Damn, Stiff. Forgot how good a fuck you are." Eric pulled out of me and moved to his closet of clothes. He pulled something out that I couldn't see. Eric came back and unchained me from the pole. I fell to the floor at his feet.

"This is what you will wear tonight. Remember you are to do everything that I tell you. I'll be back soon with our new playmate." Eric grinned wickedly and threw my new outfit at me. It was a black leather corset with matching panties, black thigh high stockings with garters, high heeled boots, and a collar with a chain on it. I put on the collar first, and Eric grabbed my chain. He pulled my face right up to his.

"Get ready for some more fun, my little slut." I nodded like a good slave, and Eric laughed as he left to bring our new playmate.

Christina POV

What the hell just happened? I was walking and someone jumped me with a serum, and I woke up chained to a wall? I opened my eyes to find a blindfold on me, and then noticed that I'm naked?

"What the hell is happening right now?" I asked to whoever was in the room.

Someone laughed. "You're in my Fuck Dungeon. And I'm going to fuck you in it. Slave, get her dressed and inject her with the serums." I couldn't tell who it was. And what slave?

"Yes, Master." Okay that was definitely Tris!

"Tris! What is happening?" I asked her. I felt two injections in my neck, and Tris was dressing me in something.

"Oh, Christina. You're in for a real treat. Slut, you can take off her blindfold." The weird voice said. Tris took off my blindfold. I wish she'd put it back on.

What I saw was Eric dressed only in boxers with a large bulge, Tris dressed like some BDSM slave with a collar and everything, myself dressed like a…sexy maid? And a room full of sex toys and chains and a bed and so much other weird stuff.

Eric laughed. "I'm going to fuck you, Chrissy. My slave here just injected you with two serums, one for making it hard for you to move, and one that keeps you from getting pregnant. So let's get started then! Slave, bring the biggest vibrator on the wall, a ball gag, and…the paddle."

"Yes, Master." Tris replied and went to get what he said.

Eric unchained me from the wall and carried my limp body to the bed, where he chained me to it face down with my ass in the air. He inserted the gag into my mouth so I couldn't speak. Is it bad I get a thrill of excitement? The sexy maid dress I was wearing didn't cover me at all, so my bare ass was on display.

I could hear Eric turn on the vibrator, and he shoved into my pussy roughly. I groaned from the sudden penetration, but orgasmed quickly from the stimulation.

"I'm glad you like that, Slave number 2. Now let's see what we can do about this fine ass. Let's make it bright red!" That was when I felt the paddle hit me. Ordinarily, it would be painful. But combined with the vibrator in my pussy, it felt pretty good. I moaned in pleasure, and Eric delivered another blow.

"Slave, shove another vibrator up your pussy and count the blows!" Eric yelled at Tris. Tris complied and started moaning and counting every time he thwacked me with the paddle.

THWACK!

"Three!"

THWACK!

"Four!" This number was followed by a moan. She must have orgasmed from her vibrator.

THWACK!

On she counted. I kept moaning and orgasming, Eric kept hitting, and Tris kept counting and cumming.

THWACK!

"Twenty!"

"That's enough!" Eric dropped the paddle, removed the vibrator from my pussy, and replaced it with his cock. He started pounding into me at such a rate that I felt my tits bouncing back and forth. I moaned his name and tried to meet his thrusts, but the serum I had been injected with made it a bit hard.

I felt myself orgasm at least three more times before he did, dumping his load into me. He groaned one more time, and collapsed on top of me. I could still hear Tris moaning to her own vibrator in the background.

"Slave, you may remove your vibrator, but come here and unchain this slut. Chain her to the horizontal bar in the middle of the room." Eric commanded.

"Yes, Master." Tris replied. Eric stood up from laying on me, and Tris pulled off my gag and unchained me from the bed. She looked so strange as Eric's slave, almost like she wanted it.

Once I was chained to the pole, Eric grabbed Tris' collar chain and dragged her to him. He threw her on the bed and ripped open her corset so her tits were exposed. He grabbed them hard, and leaned down to suckle them.

Tris moaned and squirmed beneath Eric. "Oh, Master, please." She begged.

"Please, what, Slave?" Eric growled at her.

"Fuck me, Master!" Tris yelled. Eric seems only too happy to oblige. He shoved his cock between her tits and squeezed them around it. He started thrusting between her tits, and she moaned and yelled his name. When he orgasmed, he blew his seed all over her chest and face.

"Once you lick all that up, I'll fuck your tight little asshole as a reward." Eric said as he squeezed her tits one last time, and sauntered back over to me. Tris had already started licking up the mess all over her.

"Alright, slut. Since you've been so good tonight, how would you like to be fucked next?" Eric asked me. How did I want to be fucked next?

"Whatever Master wants, as long as it's good and hard." I answered. Eric smiled evilly, and I almost came from that smile alone.

"Okay slave 2, put your legs around me and I'll fuck you hard against the wall." Eric unchained me and slammed my back into the wall. I hooked my legs around him so I was supported by the wall and him. Wasting no time, Eric started thrusting into me good and hard, just like I asked. Every time he would pull all the way out and would pound all the way to the hilt so I could feel every single inch of him inside me. I screamed his name and took all that he pounded into me, and came so many times I stopped counting. I didn't care about anything anymore. I wished the anti-pregnancy serum would wear off so I could have this man's baby. I wanted this man to fuck me every single day until the day that I die.

After one final thrust, I felt Master's seed pour into every crevice of my pussy that there was. He pulled out and I slid to the ground and practically fell asleep. Eric shuffled around for something, and then he rolled me so I was lying with my ass in the air.

"Something to remember me by, princess." Eric laughed and I think tattooed something on my ass.

"What does it say?" I mumbled incoherently.

Eric laughed again. "It says 'Eric's fuck buddy #2.'"

I have to admit, I kind of liked it. I sighed and tried to go back asleep on Eric's sex dungeon floor.

Right before I fell asleep, I heard Eric say to Tris, "Okay Slave, I owe you another butt fuck, and I'll also fuck your mouth for good behavior today."

Tris' faint reply came excitedly, "Thank you, Master. I would like that a lot."

A/N: What did ya think? Consider this chapter my swan song, lovelies. I am officially retiring from smut writing. Unless I get a REALLY good idea. But for the most part consider this my final piece. Hope it was satisfying enough for y'all. Don't be shy, leave a review!