The place where they were going was close but Raph took a detour to let April suffer the plug, or perhaps enjoy it, as he wasn't sure yet, but in either case to motivate her to play by his rules, and ask permission to masturbate. Along the ride April's hands fell to his crotch several times but she quickly raised them again. The fourth time that happened though she left them there and noticed that a bulge grew. As a revenge for being put in chastity, and breaking through another layer of shame, as had done several times along that day and the previous night, she started to caress the bulge on his pants to tease him. He let her do for a bit but roughly removed her hands a couple of minutes later. He was loving it but he was driving a damn motorbike and cumming would be too risky. After about half an hour riding they at last arrived to their destination.

There he untied her wrists and removed the helmets and hung them from April's backpack. She realized with annoyance that was being used like a dogsbody. Then he removed her blindfold and gag, and made her drink water from a bottle that she had been carrying in the backpack. She saw that he had taken her to a cave, her weirdest date so far, if that counted as a date. It didn't feel like a date because she was more horny, scared and excited that she had been in a normal date with a normal guy. Before she could ask any question she was gagged again. Then he padlocked her wrists behind her back, under the backpack, changed the battery of the controller of the plug, as the first one was already drained, and grabbed a flashlight. At last, to her utter desmay, he opened the jacket's zipper fully, leaving her chest completely exposed.

Grabbing the leash he guided her inside the cave. As they walked along the tunnels he explained that they were in the part of the mine that had survived after the earthquakes. He kept talking about the mine and the town, but she was more worried about the darkness, the dangers of using platform boots in an irregular terrain and the damn vibrator. The bells hanging from her nipples chimmed hilariously with each step. She was very close to orgasm and kept trying to focus on it but the vibrarions weren't strong enough. He was obviously doing what he had mentioned before, teasing her to make her beg for sex. And she was loving it. And hating it. And very confused. In any case, she had to pretend to be having fun.

They made a few pauses to drink water and rest. In those cases he always waited for a bit to see if she had any request or complaint but her pride wouldn't let her, even if she was clearly horny and kept rubbing her thighs and sometimes, when she focused her attention on the vibrations, thrusting her hips front and back.

Later they made a longer stop to have a snack. She was made to sit on the floor with her back against the wall, and her feet at her sides. She had her wrists padlocked to the ankles on each side, and the collar linked to an eyebolt on the wall. It was a rather comfortable posture, achieved through three single padlocks and she could barely move. The gag was removed, the blindfold reapplied and the battery of the vibrator replaced for the second time. As she was sitting on the naked floor, the vibrations were well felt, though not as much as on the bike. Its seat muffled them a bit, but when its engine was on, the vibrations of both sources where combined.

-In general submissives are those that find happyness into having their lives partially or totally under someone else's control, specially the sexual part.- He explained while helping her chew morsels of the sandwich.- Some of them get deeper into the role and enjoy giving pleasure to their dominators, almost as much as receiving it. Some of them don't even want to get pleasure at all and only want to give it. If they are horny they enjoy it even more, because as they are distracted, pleasuring their doms requires more mental effort and therefor has even more merit. In a sense it sort of fuels them and the more horny they are the more pleasure they want to give to prove themselves. They enjoy their doms' pleasure vicariously. Do you understand?

-Not much, no. But Michelle has told me that in the past she let her lovers hurt her badly to show her bravery and endurance.

-Well, yes, something like that, but instead of bravery and endurance, would be to prove their skills, dedication and loyalty. Besides all that sexual energy has to go somewhere, if they are not going to get to orgasm, and if they focus on their doms's desires, they don't think on their own.- April was starting to fear that he would kept teasing her to prove her somehow and wouldn't let her cum. Fortunately only one day was left.- Now, since you seemed so interested in my penis earlier, when I was driving, you are going to get your wish.- He declared once the sandwich was finished.

He stood, unzipped his trousers and put his penis on her mouth. She had no desire to suck a stranger's penis, but what he had just said about distracting herself from her own ache sounded very logical. And also, she had to admit to herself, that after expending a whole day in a very sexually charged atmosphere she was feeling naughty. Somehow all that explicit sex and erotism around her had lowered her inhibitions. To put it simply people around her were having fun and she didn't want to be a spoilsport. And so she opened her mouth and went with the tide.

He didn't force himself into her. Only when she started to swirl her tongue around the tip and bob her head, as much as being padlocked to the wall allowed, he understood that she was up to the task and got a bit deeper. Aside from caressing softly her cheek and nape he didn't do anything and just let her do the thing. She wasn't very enthusiastic, but was effective, pressing on his tip with the back of her throat, nibbling softly the glans, lapping with the tongue, rubbing it against the palate. She showed him that she had experience. As he started to moan and get closer to cum, she did the same. When he came she pressed her lips on the shaft, to keep it inside. Slowly shallowed the cum, and when she was finished she smiled and licked her lips. All that to tease him, showing the only type of small rebellion she could think of at the moment.

After that he laid down on the floor, resting her head on her thigh. He was having trouble controlling the situation because a stranger woman had suddenly appeared and kept giving contradictory signals when he tried to seize her up. What he was sure of was that she didn't trust him, with good cause, and kept resisting to open herself and be honest. So he decided to take another approach.

-When we arrive home Michelle will be very horny. We already let her orgasm twice yesterday. What should we do?

-Eh...- She wasn't expecting a question from him, as he always seemed to know what to do.- What would you do?

-The box is very hard for anybody. I always let her orgasm after putting her in there. She will be expecting it because she knows me. That's why I am asking you. She doesn't know you.

-I told you that I don't want to torture her.

-I know that you won't enjoy hurting her, because you are not a sadist. You worry about keeping control of the situation and your own feelings, no? That's why you travel alone. I'm going to guess that your favourite form of sex is masturbation, is it?

-Yes... Yes it is.- He was being surprisingly accurate.

-I like control too. It's my job. My clients tell my what they want, and I try to understand them. To be able to predict their reactions. I make plans. But sometimes I have to surprise them. To spice things up, you know. So tell me your idea.- With the butt plug vibrating inside her and her pussy hot and wet, she improvised an idea.

After that conversation she released her from the wall to start the trip back home. Her hands were again cuffed behing her back under the backpack. The blindfold was removed but the gag was not applied. Again he led her by the leash. Again he replaced the battery when the butt plug fell silent. This second time he helped her more while walking with those annoying boots. Specifically he kept finding excuses to grope her buttocks and breasts on each up and down and on each turn. He also kept hiting the bells with his finger to made them swing. She wouldn't admit that she loved that.

When they arrived to the bike he unlocked her wrists to let her put on the helmet. She was about to sit on the back but he indicated her to sit on the front facing back. Like that he brought her closed until she was on his lap and padlocked her wrists behind him. Even through the fabric of his and her trousers he felt the heat emanating from her crotch right onto his own. Right in front of his face, her tattooed chest was on plain view as her jacket was still open. He started the engine and left. Her bells chimmed all the way.

Later in the police station he cuffed her hands in front of her again, after freeing her from the backpack and helmet, and untying the cords of the bells. Her nipples remained erect for a while. They grabbed a wheelchair from the garage and went to the part of the offices, that April still hadn't seen, to release Michelle. When they arrived to Raph's office the smell of arousal coming from the tiny holes on the hatch and the door of the box was already noticeable. She was shocked when she saw him open the safe box, as she didn't know that Michelle had been confined in such a tiny and scary place. She hoped that she woudln't be put in there.

After hours kneeling and nearly immobile Michelle couldn't move. She was deep in her subspace and in the verge of cumming, and needed minutes to realize that she wasn't in the box, and in fact was sitting on a comfortable wheelchair. While Raph helped her flex her legs after untying them, April did the same with her arms. It hurt, but pain was fine for Michelle. Raph asked April to talk to Michelle to help her getting back to reality and go to the kitchen to make dinner, while he cleaned a sticky puddle of sweat and not only sweat in the bottom of the cage.

-I'm sorry if you felt left behind.- April apologized.

-Never apologize to me, darling. I told you before that you are above me in the hierarchy.

-And I told you to stop telling me what to do.- She reached into Michelle's jumpsuit and twisted one of her oversized nipples. Michelle yelped and smiled. The girl was learning fast.

Again Michelle was forced to eat stright from the dish but this time sitting on the wheelchair. She deduced that something good had happened that afternoon because April and Raph smiled more and talked cheerfully. She kept staring at April's well exposed chest and pointy nipples, which was curious because the previous day she was much more worried about her modesty.

After dinner they went to the dressing room to get ready for the night. Both women were completely undressed and again showered, went to the toilet, brushed their teeth and did the usual grooming. As Michelle was watching all the time April had no opportunity to masturbate, but also she was determined to resist the temptation not to ruin the game, and also as a matter of pride. It would be only one more day anyways.

-Yesterday April gave you two orgasms, Michelle. Does that sound right?- Raph asked once all three were together in the dressing room.

-No, sir, I owe her.

-Lay on the bench.- She did as ordered.- April, Michelle is about to pay you back. Since you don't want you pussy to be penetrated for some reason, she will focus on your clit. If I'm not wrong she has never done that, so this may take a while.- He guided April to the bench where she straddled the older woman's head facing in the direction of her feet. Asking Michelle to give her an orgasm had been her own idea, back in the cave, but she wasn't expecting that it would happen. She merely was trying to upset Raph.

-I'll try my best, darling.- Michelle promised. The presence of that little ring on April's clit hood would be helpful.

-To make it a bit more interesting I offer you another possibility.- He sat on the bench, behind the two women.- You will get three orgasms if you give her one with your mouth now. You can decide if yours come from me, from Michelle, or both.- April hesitated. She had no desire to put her mouth in contact with Michelle's distorted pussy, and the reward for doing it was not that good. She didn't want to offend her either, as she was already traumatized by her looks, with good reason. At last she decided to go ahead, because it was an unique chance to create a memorable anecdote, and because it would be very good for her. She bent down and went to it.

Michelle was astonished. Nobody in all her life had eaten her pussy, much less a woman twenty years younger than her, and willingly. She almost cried when April's lips kissed her eight tendrils of distended flesh one by one and then inserted her tongue inside her. April had never done that before but she had had it done by a couple of old lovers, and knew her way around. Behind her Raph didn't say anything or made any gesture, but he was smiling inside, proud of April. Michelle opened her legs and enjoyed herself, knowing that such thing wouldn't happen often, if ever. In no time she reached the orgasm that had been building up towards all day, screaming into April's pussy, that was still sitting on Michelle's face.

Then Raph showed April a key and pointed at a locker. He told her that inside there was an object called sybian that would give her her reward. She could use that or Michelle's lips. April of course chose both, so as she was already in position, Michelle started to kiss softly her lips and clit, following with long laps of the tongue and with soft nibbles, imitating what April had done moments ago, except that she didn't insert the tongue and didn't rub her g-spot, and so it took more time to reach orgasm.

After that she went to the locker and retrieved the item. Following Raph' advices she plugged it to the current, chose the intensity and sat on the proper place, to enjoy the wonderful vibrations. In the meantime Raph put his penis in Michelle's mouth. This time he was more straightforward and started to thrust into Michelle's mouth as if it were a vagina, while the woman only had keep her mouth open. He thrusted carefully but deeply and in a constant rhythm. Michelle didn't pose resistance in any way and so April guessed that they had done that before. While she sat on the sybian, grinding her pussy against the vibrating part on top of the curve, Raph got himself deep into Michelle. Raph finished first and then kept watch on April to make sure that she got her two appointed orgasms or tried to steal some more. She didn't, and followed the rules, understanding that a pityful fourth orgasm was not worth losing her companions' trust.

With the little orgy finished it was the moment to prepare for bed. As the next day would be Michelle's last after a week, and she'd have to drive her car home, it was appropriate to go easy those last hours. Aside from the ever present chastity belt she was only made to wear a clean prison jumpsuit and pair of handcuffs at the front, ten inches of chain shackling her ankles, a white wool hood and a collar with the usual chain above it. As April was above in the hierarchy and had to be treated better she was made to wear those same things, but the hood. As usual they were taken to the cell area doing a line.