This is my first story on Literotica. Feel free to leave messages and comments. As English is not my first language, I especially welcome corrections regarding grammar/spelling. There might not be 'reluctancy' so much in this story, but there definitely isn't consent, so I feel that NonConsent/Reluctance is the correct category for this story. I hope you enjoy!

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I woke up in a small room. Darkness surrounded me. At first I thought I woke up in my bed, but the mattress was not embracing me in that soft way that my own mattress does. In fact it felt a bit rough and instead of my luxurious bed sheets I was lying under a plain blanket. Fuck, I thought. Not again. I must have spent the night at someone's house after my drunken escapades of last night. I might as well get some more sleep.

When I woke up, the light was on and there was a man sitting at the bedside. The room was almost empty, the only piece of furniture besides the bed was a small desk with a chair. The light in the room came from a single light bulb hanging from the ceiling. There was a small window, with a curtain and in front of it and also two doors.

The man said: "So, Diana. Do you have any idea what you're doing here?"

I told him I didn't, but that I could use a glass of water, because of my terrible headache. A grin appeared on his face as he continued: "Maybe, if you behave, we can arrange for luxuries like a glass of water. But for now it is very important that you understand the nature of your stay in this house. You came home with me last night, utterly drunk and horny. Oh, yes, you came of your own free will, I want you to know that."

As he was speaking he looked into my eyes in a most delighted manner. He was very calm and smiled at me. He laid his hand on my upper leg as he continued talking. I felt a warm sensation, a mixture of nervousness and excitement.

"Why do you think you are here, Diana?" He asked again, as his hand started moving up my leg.

When I spoke it was a mere whisper. "I don't know." His hand stopped moving and became a heavy grip on my leg. With his other hand he took my chin and looked into my eyes.

"I will tell you the rules first, then. You are only allowed to speak when invited to. I have one name, that name is Master. You are to call me Master always and speak only in the most polite manner. You are never to prevent me from touching you. Is this clear?"

"Yes," I said and before I even knew it, I added: "Master."

"Hmm, very promising." His smile returned and he looked friendly and welcoming as he removed his hand from my chin and started touching my leg in a gentle manner again. "I can see you're getting excited, little slut."

I wish I could say it wasn't so. I knew it was wrong. I had to resist, to remove my leg from his touch. Tell him this was a mistake; he had no right to just touch me whenever or however he pleased. But my body was frozen, although I started to feel warmer inside. He called me slut. Did he know of my prolific dating life? The many men and women I welcomed in my bed? Only now I realized I was naked under the blanket and my clothes were nowhere to be seen.

"I am asking you one more time, you should have figured it out by now. Why do you think you're here, Diana?"

Hearing him speak my name freaked me out a little this time. What did he know about me? Why did he take me? When would he let me go? I was a free citizen, born into a high family. They wouldn't let my disappearing just go by without searching for me. He had no right to make me into a slave of any kind. I was of high blood and he knew.

"I am to be your slave, Master."

As I said those words aloud I felt a shudder through my body. It started at my pussy and crawled all the way down and up to my toes and face. My face reddened a little.

"Yes, little slut, you are correct. You should know that I am a very generous Master. Behave well and you will be rewarded with comfort, luxuries and freedoms. You will lend your body for any kind of task I tell you to. This includes cleaning and cooking but most importantly you will be my dirty little sex slave. But first you will be tested in various ways. It is very important that you do your best to fulfill these tests, for I am not only generous with my rewards but also with punishment. Now, you can't say I didn't warn you, my little slut."

He was calmly observing me as he finished talking, still touching me softly. By this time I was scared as hell, but most of all: I wanted more. His fingers were making traces of excitement on my body. I wanted him to touch my clit. The thought of it made my face even redder than it was before. My breathing already changed to a fast pace of sighing.

"You're even more of a slut than they say you are, Diana. Such a good little nympho. Yes, everyone knows of the rich bitch with her many lovers, both male and female. Oh, you're surprised, Diana? I received word about your escapades years ago. The good little slut, behaving so decent with her family, but so utterly dirty when wandering the nightlife of our city."

He started to touch my breasts with both his hands, squeezing my nipples, all the while staring into my eyes. "I have been following you for years. You must have been wondering how I thought to hide you from the outside world. It is simple. You came here of your own free will and you will stay here of your own free will. This will become clear to you after the tests. But first it is time for breakfast. Another one of my girls will bring it to you. After that you can take a shower and clean yourself in the bathroom you will find behind the left door. I will return in a little while and expect you to be ready for testing, understood?"

"Yes, Master."

And with that he removed his hands from me, but not before he squeezed my nipples a last time and smiled at me with such confidence that at last the world seemed blurry and I really didn't think I could handle him going away for a while, removing his hands from my body. I moaned and closed my eyes for a bit. When I opened them, he was gone.

A minute later a girl walked through the door with a large plate. She was almost naked. She wore only soft leather wrist and ankle cuffs and a soft leather collar. She put the plate on the little desk, in front of the window. "Here you go," she whispered, "If there's anything you don't like you can tell me and I'll get you something else."

I told her that it looked delicious and as she walked away she smiled at me in a shy but also curious way. As she was walking away, I couldn't help myself and stared at her lovely figure. Breakfast was clearly not the only deliciously looking thing in the room.

I attacked the food in a very unladylike manner. There was bread, some cheese, ham, a cup of coffee and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. But first I drank the 0,5l bottle of water that was also placed on the plate and took the aspirine that lay beside it. After that it was time for a shower. Even though the bathroom was nothing fancy, the water was warm and soothing and the bath towel was large enough. There were some toiletries, so I could brush my teeth and clean my face.

After that I made the bed and put myself on top of it. It was only after a couple of minutes that Master came in with a seemingly nervous girl. "This is Helen. She will test your ability to reach orgasm. I will put a clock on the desk. If five minutes pass without you cumming, there will be punishment. If ten minutes pass without you cumming, there will be punishment. And so on. Good luck."

I was thinking about fighting this entirely ridiculous situation. The girl didn't look too strong, I could probably handle her. But with Master in the room that would be pointless. So I sighed and decided to just go with it. There's also the added benefit of being serviced by this entirely gracious and innocent looking girl - a particular soft spot of mine.

Helen walked my way slowly. I was lying on my back, hands folded behing my head. She put herself next to me, kissing me gently on my lips. As one of her hands starting touching my breasts I could feel the warmth returning that I had felt before. She was an excellent kisser. Her kisses were soft but confident at the same time. She opened my mouth with her lips and softly started exploring it with her tongue. Her hand was crawling down over my belly and reached the soft little hairs of my pussy. She put one finger on every side of my pussy and rubbed them together, squeezing my clit softly.

I felt my body react, my breathing turned into moaning and I felt little waves of pleasure spreading from my pussy. Helen started kissing my neck and after a while gave it a little bite. A sound escaped my mouth. She took her mouth away from my neck and started a trace of kisses towards my pussy. When she was almost there, I wanted to push her further, to make her lick it.

Suddenly Master stood up from his chair and said: "You disappoint me little slut. Five minutes have passed and no orgasm yet. Get on al fours with your ass pointed at me, now!"

Helen rolled off me with a grin and I felt my body aching for more of her touching.

"I gave you a command, little slut! What do you say when I give you commands?"

"Yes, master?" I asked, my voice a little coarse from the excitement.

"That is correct. Now put your ass in the air for me, slut!"

"Yes, Master!"

As I said these words I felt a new wave of pleasure in my pussy. Suddenly his hand came down on my right ass cheek and a sharp pain went through my body. A small scream escaped me before I could prevent it. I put my teeth together in anticipation. The next blow came and I groaned a little.

"Why don't you want to cum for your Master, slut? That is a very strong insult both to me and poor Helen."

"But she didn't even really start, Master! Please, I need more touching!"

"Does the little slut have demands? You're not the one making them here."

A new blow on my ass. I could feel my right cheek getting warm. I grunted. A blow to the left cheek.

"Tell me slut, do you want me to stop?"

"Yes, Master! Please stop!" I felt the strongest blush in my face and before I knew it, I added: "I am so sorry! I will cum for my Master if he wants to!"

By this time, I could feel my pussy start dripping and wanted nothing more than a hard cock inside it.

A final blow to the right cheek. It hurt so badly. I was never spanked before. I felt a glow in the places where he struck me.

"Get on your back again, dirty slut. Your master wants you to show your obedience."

Then it started. The soft little licks of Helen. First she licked my pussy lips, one after another. After that I could feel her tongue sliding to my clit and circling it. With her hands she squeezed my nipples, hard. It felt so good, so exciting. Her tongue started sliding from one side of my clit to another. I felt the orgasm starting to build inside me.

"Are you ready to cum, slut?"

I looked into his eyes and felt my belly tighten. "Yes!' I moaned. "Master, I cum for you, I am your slut!"

And then it came over me. Waves of pleasure, I felt my pussy pulsing. Helen was still licking, even softer than before, with a most sweet dedication.

"I'm pleased, slut." Master said. "Helen, well done. You can leave us now and relax. But before you do, be a darling and get a set of cuffs and ropes for this one."

"Yes, master." Helen said as she exited the room.