Beth blushes more and tries to read, but has trouble concentrating, as her body is bared and groped. The cool air touches her flared hips, the curve of her back and her flat tummy. Goosebumps rise on her skin both from the temperature and the feeling of the fabric tickling the small hairs of her back. The dress is pulled up over her head and folded neatly, placed on the table. The wavy hair now hangs like a curtain before her face, the dark flood covers her shoulders, contrasting against her fair skin. Now, only the white lacy panties, matching bra and shoes are all she is wearing.
Atem thinks that she looks delectable with her soft blush and slender hands raised to cover her breasts. He reaches over and pulls them down to rest at her sides, “You don’t hide your body, girl. In the contract, you will see that I will get the authority over you as I see fit ” He sees goosebumps cover her throat, reaching down to her breasts, which he bares at once, opening her bra. She cringes, but otherwise remains impassive. Her nipples become erect, surrounded by more goosebumps.
“Now I want you to turn around, pull your panties down and step out of them, remove your shoes too, girl,” he steps back carefully as if to let the both guards see her body. She blushes more, sighs and turns around, and hooks her fingers into the panties at the waist, softly pulling them down her elegant legs. The young woman tries to not meet the men’s gaze, but from her expression he knows that she is excited, afraid and excited. She lifts a leg to step out of her panties and then the other. So elegant, so submissive, Atem thinks. “The shoes,” he orders to the now naked woman, who looks so sexy in his office, baring herself to him and his men.
He sees that her toes are painted red to match her fingernails, and her sex is a trimmed, dark triangle. It glistens and the scent of arousal hits his nostrils. and. Beth is clearly embarrassed, looks like she wants to die of shame. “Good girl! Now, Beth, I want you to bend over the table, put your weight on your elbows, continue reading the contract and relax.” The black haired man gets some lube from a nearby drawer, pulls on a thin rubber glove and steps behind the beautiful swell of her ass.
“Please,” Beth implores him.
A soft, warning smack lands on her buttock, letting her flesh dance enticingly. A sharp gasp escapes her lips.
“Good, you are learning. Now relax,” The tall man leans over her, lays his hand on the small of her back and pushes two of his fingers slowly into the involuntary, quivering folds. They are soon engulfed with the warmth of the woman’s pussy.
Atem smiles and just enjoys the feeling as his fingers move, inspecting. He sees her back tensing and a slight wiggling of her hips. He smiles and pulls out with a soft, wet sound, “Your sex is so tight and smooth. It is most acceptable.” He withdraws from her, and pushes her buttocks to the sides, spreading her ass for him. His two fingers, still thickly covered with lube, enter her anus. Beth moans, humiliated and drops her head. But he feels her flesh clasp involuntary on him.”Good girl, just a bit more,” he takes his time with her tush before he removes his fingers again, and disposes of the glove without haste while she stands there, naked, bent over the table, presenting her enticing tush to the guards.
Another smack causes her to jolt. “You had enough time to read, Beth, now sign.” The young woman sighs and does, still not daring to stand up or protest, horrified, yet excited by her circumstances. “Good, you will learn to obey me sooner, girl. But this was a right decision,” Atem smiles to himself and takes the sheet of paper from her, “Now give me your hands.” The soft padded cuffs click subtly as he secured them behind Beth’s back. “This is just a measurement to prevent you from doing silly things. They will be removed, when you have shown that you can be a good girl and follow all my instructions to the letter, now kneel.”
Beth sighs and her face becomes deep red, she puts her chin down and lets the long wavy hair cover her face and breasts as she awkwardly goes down to her knees, turning around, to not present her sex and ass to the guards. Atem reaches out and pinches the soft flesh under her dark hair, making Beth cry out softly, “You lift your head, turn around to let these gentlemen enjoy your treasures, spread your knees, don’t be unkind.” He enjoys her squirming and the soft tears of humiliation as she follows the orders.
“I will put this mask on you to make you concentrate on your training and me,” Atem opens, lifting the thing he had placed on the table along the lube, a soft, black fitted, latex hood. He sees the horrified pitiful look in her beautiful dark eyes, sees the tears and feels his own excitement arise.
“Please,” she stammers.
“Sir, you call me Sir for the days following,” he cuts in firmly.
“Please, Sir, I will be good, just not that!” The naked woman leans closer, begging.
“It’s just for your own good, Beth. I need to adjust your character fast and it’s the best way for it. Or do you want to back off and go for the mines?” She bites her lips, crying, and he leans closer and wipes away her tears. “I will be there when you need me.”
With that he puts the mask over her face, swallowing the world. There are openings for her mouth, nostrils and hair, and with some effort, Atem pulls her dark hair through a golden ring at the top of her head. She breathes hard now and Atem enjoys the contrast between the bleach skin, her sex and the blackness that engulfs her beautiful face. She is blind now, and the sounds are muffled for her as the latex presses on her ears. “Open your mouth,” he smiles and puts a red rubber ball between her red lips, forcing her mouth to stay open. The latex straps are secured behind the hood holding the ball firmly in place. She groans softly, protesting, but otherwise remains still. Atem hums as he pulls a collar around the slender neck, tightens it and attaches a leash to the D-ring in front of it.
Atem hands the leash to the guards and she is led out of the room, naked, excited, helpless, frightened and exposed. She is safe from the guards, who keep their hands to themselves, as Atem directed. They will follow his orders and take her to a cell to begin her isolation. Atem takes her dress and lifts it to his face to take in her scent, then he disposes it in the trash can, she will not need it for a long time.
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