Red desires

Chapter 4

"Welcome to your first day of training." Her words echoed in the room like in a theater.

The room was different from the giant tube I was earlier. It was large but it didn't feel like it, the walls were filled with black leather with dots that it made look like an ancient, but classic, couch. A king-size bed dominated the room with its tissue in silk and fur that seemed so soft, I could actually see myself sleep there if I hadn't been in this situation. It looked like four straps came down from each corner. By looking closely, I found out they were actually cuffs attached to the bed frame. But that wasn't the thing that shocked me the most. Right in front of me was a suspension bar that looked so high, I couldn't stand straight even if I pointed my toes. A stripper pole stood in the middle of the room, elevated by a lighted high base, with some sort of saddle with a rubber cock on top. Pictures of tied up girls filled the room everywhere - one even by the door as it is the first thing anyone can see when they enter - and many penis' ornament adorned anything in there, door knob, coat hanger, and others I didn't even dare imagine. Even the dim light gave a feeling of its own to the room. It was... sexy.

As for me, the X-shaped beam I was attached with was placed in a corner, eagle spread like some meat ready to be eaten, and at my right was a cabinet filled with sex toys on display - butt plugs, dildos, lube and others I could not name. The sight only made me gulp.

Is this a dungeon?

On the other side of the room was a door, almost entirely hidden by a curtain of pearls if not for her hand on the handle.

A shadow hid her so I couldn't see her face from where I was, but, even without seeing her, I knew she had that smirk. I tried squinting my eyes but after the fourth tentative, I gave up. All I could hear was her monologue and the wand vibrating in her right hand.

"This is the place where you're gonna be trained. It's called the red room. As for now, you will be escorted by two of our finest guards unto this room but once you achieve a certain point of your routine, you'll be going on your own. Every time you will be here, you will be naked unless specifically requested by your master in charge. Once inside, you will be expected to kneel in the X in front of the door."

She pressed play on the wand and it suddenly whizzed like something alive. If it weren't for her hand holding firmly, it would have certainly fallen by now.

Even with my total lack of experience on the matter, I knew what that thing was and what it freaking did. It makes you want to have sex. Somehow, that idea didn't repulse me and that's what scared me the most.

Once again, I tried to free myself from the chains, harder this time, but they remained loose. I looked in horror at the wand, I especially didn't want it to touch me.

"Oh, you're afraid of this, aren't you?" She looked at me with some amusement mixed up with a hint of compassion. "Don't worry, honey, we're not gonna use it right now." With that, I sighed in relief. Thank God. She approached me with her hips swaying like a stripper. I wonder how she does that. 

In no time, she was by my side with the vibrator right next to my face. I yelped in surprise as I turned the other way to avoid the contact. "You sure are afraid of it," she said in a pout. She seemed to take it out of there, thinking, before she resumed again, "but that's not gonna stop me." This time, she began her route to torturing my face with the toy, with a laughter only diabolical maniacs on movie know. She brought it closer and closer to my face as I tried to stretch my head farther from it. It was now just half a inch from my face, as my head couldn't go any further anymore. I could practically feel the vibrations of the thin layer of air between the machine and I. I stopped my breathing as I couldn't bear the feeling at all. All i could think was that I wanted this moment to end, and quick. And just like that, the vibrations stopped. She turned the machine off and got it off of my face.