Chapter 9
Several hours had passed since Nate's meeting with Desdemona. Once she had given the order for Nate and Curie to be freed, the two were fed, and allowed baths before Deacon escorted them both to the area of the Railroad's headquarters that served as the shooting range for their members. Deacon had taken them to the corner of that area and revealed a switch that opened a section of the wall to reveal small room that appeared to be some sort of locker room. There was a door on the other side of the wall that led to Desdemona's hidden dungeon.
Deacon had told Nate that as a human, he too had been subjected to the dungeon once to prove his commitment to synths and his loyalty to Desdemona. With his part complete, he wished Nate luck, and left the room.
Once more Nate found himself handcuffed, except time this time there were a few key differences from the first time. The first difference was that he wasn't cuffed sitting to a table. This time, he was standing and had each hand cuffed separately to a wooden beam at shoulder height so that he stood there with his arms outstretched. Secondly, he wasn't alone this time. Across the room, Curie was also handcuffed in a similar fashion. Lastly, and arguably the most noticeable difference, they were both naked.
The two of them stood that way for what felt like an hour before finally, Desdemona walked through the same door they had entered from. Nate had never seen or even imagined that Desdemona could dress the way she was. She was clad entirely in black leather from head to toe. She wore black leather boots that reached her thighs with a high heel, a black, and a lacy thong that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Black leather straps criss-crossed her torso, and pushed her breasts into their most upright position without covering them at all. She wore, black leather gloves, and carried a small black whip in her hands. Lastly, she wore a black mask that covered only the outer parts of her eyes. Somehow, he wasn't surprised to see that the look suited her, and almost against his will, he felt himself growing stiffer and stiffer.
Desdemona sauntered over to the far end of the room where she flicked a switch that then bathed the room in a fluorescent red light, and revealed a very large bed in that corner of the room. Mirrors lined the wall across from the bed, and there were restraints visible in the corners of it. Desdemona then walked back to the center of the room to stand between Curie and Nate, where she slapped the whip against the ground before she spoke. "The purpose of this room is to prove that you truly see synths in the same view that you see fellow humans. But before we can begin, I will need to explain the rules of this room." She paced back and forth between Nate and Curie as she spoke.
"Rule number one, in this room I am your master. Therefore you shall do as I command, and both of you shall, at all times, refer to me as mistress. Rule number two," she looked Nate full in the face. "As the man in this room, your purpose is to pleasure the women until I have been satisfied. You shall not finish until you have asked permission and I have granted it. Rule number three, you shall not touch any woman in this room unless I have commanded it or you have asked for permission. Rule number four, everyone in this room shall be pleasured by everyone in this room. Rule number five, the safe phrase is 'I submit'. If at any point either of you needs to stop simply say this phrase and the torment/pleasure shall end. Rule six,
any violations of my rules shall result in punishment that is determined by myself." She sauntered over to Curie, using her whip to caress Curie's face. "Do you consent to these rules, Curie?" Curie looked at Nate, before looking back at Desdemona and nodding. Dez then walked over to Nate and asked, "Do you consent to these rules for as long as you are in this room Wanderer?" Nate couldn't help but glance at her bare breasts before looking up at her face. "Yes." Desdemona's whip cracked on his ribs. "Yes what?" She asked sharply. Nate took a deep breath. "Yes, mistress."
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Desdemona wasted no time once she had unchained both Nate and Curie. First, she had freed Curie, and commanded her to pleasure Nate with her mouth while Nate remained cuffed to the wall. Curie did so without hesitation, while Dez watched from the center of the room while she slid her own hands between her legs. This went on for several minutes until Dez commanded Curie to move to the bed. She then ordered Curie to pleasure herself while she ordered Nate down on his knees to pleasure herself. Nate did so, but failed to call her mistress and received a crack from the whip before Desdemona ordered Curie to chain him to the bed.
Once Nate was secured, Desdemona commanded Curie to pleasure herself, while Desdemona sat on Nate's face, and rode it. Nate felt Desdemona's wetness dripping down his face as she slid her pelvis back and forth across his face. He never heard the command, but a few minutes later, he felt Curie's mouth around his shaft again while Desdemona continued to ride. Just as he was about to burst, Curie stopped and Desdemona let out a scream of pleasure and he felt a sudden increase in the amount of fluid on his face.
Desdemona stood up, and commanded that Curie replace her mouth with the space between her legs. Curie did as commanded, sat on Nate and began to ride once all of his shaft had entered her. Once more, it wasn't long before Nate found himself close to bursting. "May I finish mistress?" he gasped. "No!" Dez' voice rang sharply in the small room. "A true gentleman does not finish before his companion!" She then ordered Curie to stop in order to allow Nate a chance to regain control of himself. A couple of minutes later, Curie was riding him again. Thankfully, this time she was not long before she finished with a loud moan of pleasure.
Leaving Nate cuffed to the bed, Dez then ordered Curie onto all fours in front of him, while she attached a strapon to herself before ordering Curie's mouth back onto Nate's shaft while she entered Curie from behind. This time, watching Curie's breasts bounce in the same rhythm as Desdemona's proved to be too much for Nate. He felt himself release into Curie's mouth, as she swallowed it down. The sound of Dez' whip cracked though the room. "Naughty naughty." She tsked. "Looks like you'll need a punishment after all."
"Please madame," Curie gasped with Nate's fluid still dripping down her chin. "I shall take 'is punishment if you allow me." Desdemona smiled and said, "Oh no, you two shall bear it together." She then ordered Curie to continue sucking, while she herself entered Curie's ass. The sensation of Curie's mouth again so soon set Nate's nerve endings aflame and he couldn't help but gasp at the feeling. Chained as he was, he could do nothing but squirm and cry aloud as he felt himself overwhelmed by the pleasure and slight pain of her mouth and tongue. Thannkfully, it was't long before Curie came again, and Desdemona allowed them a few minutes before ordering them both into new positions.
Now it was Curie who lay flat on her back, with Desdemona's face between her legs. After a few minutes of this, Dez ordered Nate to enter her from behind. Nate did so with minimum hesitation. He grabbed her by the hips and took the opportunity to thrust as hard and aggressively as he could, taking his frustration out on her. The room filled with both the loud moans of the women and the scent of the carnal interactions that had been occurring throughout the night. For his part, Nate was thoroughly enjoying the view from his current position. Desdemona was in much better shape than he had anticipated,and so she was thinner than she had initially appeared, but still had a very shapely rear, similar to Curie's.
With the crack of her whip, Desdemona once more ordered her newest submissives to change positions. Now Desdemona was riding Curie's face, while Nate pushed his pelvis between Curie's legs. Desdemona and Nate faced each other while they both continued to use Curie for their own carnal pleasure. Desdemona grabbed Nate by his shoulder and pulled him in tightly for a kiss. He felt the tip of her tongue brush his, as she moaned softly into his mouth, as she orgasmed once more on Curie's face.
The submissives, and their mistress all breathed heavily as the night finally appeared to be reaching it's natural conclusion. Desdemona cracked her whip once more before she lay herself on top of Curie facing her, and ordered Nate to use them both. Desdemona kissed Curie deeply, lapping the fluid off her face with her tongue as Nate swapped back and forth between the legs of both women. After a few minutes of this, Desdemona turned herself over, placing her back-down on top of Curie, before ordering Nate to finish inside her.
Curie's hands moved to stimulate Desdemona's breasts as Nate appreciated a brand new view of Desdemona's physique. Nate tore the leather away from her breasts so that he could watch them bounce freely as he continued to thrust in and out of her. As he felt himself getting close, he remembered, "May I finish mistress?" he gasped desperately. "Yes!" Desdemona moaned. "Yes, yes, yes!!" With that last yes, both Nate and Desdemona felt themselves climax together in a mix loud moans. Nate collapsed on top of Desdemona and Curie absolutely spent and felt himself fall into much needed sleep.
*
When Nate opened his eyes again, he felt both Desdemona and Curie laying next to him. All three of them still naked and covered in each other's fluids. Desdemona stirred as he did, and looked up at him before smiling. "You proved yourself well Wanderer." She kissed him. "Now I know I can trust you. It will take a few days to get the volunteers and make the arrangements you need, but the Railroad will back you on this mission." She pulled herself into a sitting position and said, "I shall go and begin the preparations… that is unless you have the energy to take me once more?" She leaned over so that her lips were next to Nate's ear, and her breast dangled just in front of his face. "This time, you may use me however you see fit." And with that she bit his ear gently and waited for his response.
Nate was sore, and tired from the night's adventure but despite his exhaustion, he couldn't help himself. He grabbed Desdemona roughly by her hair, and threw her flat onto the bed. "You're on." he said.
