Steel World Inc. Chapter Nineteen

 

I found Miss Madison exactly where I had left her – kneeling on the tiled mosaic floor of the sunken sofa area, a short steel chain descending from her collar ring to the iron ring set into that floor. 

 

Nearly an hour had gone by since she had been left here alone, and I was surprised, and a little pleased, to find she seemed a lot calmer now.

 

“Miss Madison,” I said as I entered the large room. I had shown my key pass card to the guard and he had admitted me without comment, just as Magnus had promised.

 

“Simon!” she seemed surprised to see me, and even more surprised to see Miss Esme Hamilton, who walked closely behind me. Her eyes narrowed as she saw the lovely, long-legged Esme. 

Steel World Inc. Chapter Eighteen

 

There was a second level to the basement area, with bare brick walls and a cement floor that could be hosed down, for I saw drainage channels on the sides of the room that flowed into a gutter and steel grille. The first thing I noticed though was the lower temperature. If there was any heating down here, it was minimal. The lighting was harsh strip lighting in the corridors, and bare light bulbs in the concrete and brick kennel pens. This offered a stark contrast between harsh bright light and shadows wherever you stood. 

 

I saw several men who were working in the capacity of guards and handlers. To a man they looked dangerous – the sort of men you avoided speaking to, or coming to the attention of, in back street pubs. The sort of men who would ask you, “are you looking at my bird?” as an invitation to a fight, or perhaps would skip the preliminary threats and simply hit you in the face with a beer glass as they walked by.

 

The man working in the kennel pen had a close shaved head, blue jeans and a dark charcoal jumper with light grey edging on the waist band and the sleeves at the wrist. He seemed to me to be the kind of man who never smiled. 

 

I felt very much out of my depth, and I was glad I was in the company of Karl Magnus, because Karl Magnus didn’t look at all scared by them.

Steel World Inc. Chapter Seventeen

 

“There were tears to begin with, of course. In the first year at least.”

 

I hoped my face showed no expression at all. I didn’t want Mr Frick to suspect what I was now thinking. 

 

“Ashlyn had thought she was going into the clinic for some work on her nose. Well that was certainly true. She came out with a beautiful nose, far better than the one she went in with, but really I’d only paid for the nose job so that the more important operation could be done. I permitted her a few weeks to remonstrate, and then I declared that time was done. Can you believe, in those first few weeks she actually threatened me with divorce? As if I would ever permit a women to divorce me. Now years later she’s very happy and understands it was all for her own good. She regularly wins prizes at baking competitions held by the Free Companions of the senior families. She has a wardrobe of lovely dresses and shoes to wear. She has coffee mornings to go to; hair and nail appointments and beauty treatment spa days with the other ladies. Yes, she is very happy.”

 

I hoped my face showed no expression at all. I really didn’t want Mr Frick to suspect what I was now thinking. 

Steel World Inc. Chapter Sixteen

 

“Lord Jeremy,” said Magnus, pleasantly enough as he gazed at the furious aristocrat. “Thank you for calling round. I hope you enjoyed your time with Judy tonight? Can I offer you a drink?” 

 

“Never mind that, Magnus! I have just found my wife! Have you any idea the state she is in?!”

 

Magnus gently swished the amber whisky round the inside of his cut glass tumbler as he regarded the middle aged aristocrat. 

 

“Unless things have changed significantly, I would say you found her wrists locked in a set of slave bracelets behind her back, and the connecting chain fastened to a bolt in the wall. She would have been gagged, and the lower half of her expensive gown would have been torn away.” He raised the tumbler to his lips and sipped the liquor. “Am I missing any details?”

Steel World Inc. Chapter Fifteen

 

Dad once told me that it is important to read a room when you first enter. A foolish man is the man who acts without understanding the nature of the men he is speaking to. I’ve tried all my life to understand the men and women I speak to, and moderate what I say accordingly. What little success I’ve had I can probably attribute to that. Tell a man what he wants to know, and you’re already halfway there.

 

If I was reading this room right, this was not just a test for me, but also for Miss Madison.

 

The difference between Miss Madison and myself was that she didn’t know this. 

 

“Karl…” her voice sounded small and childlike from where she lingered in the shadows of the alcove archway. “I’m… I’m not comfortable with this.”

Steel World Inc. Chapter Fourteen

 

We walked through the house in silence for a few minutes as Miss Madison led me to a flight of stairs that led into the basement levels of the building. We were venturing into an area that seemed to be out of bounds to the party guests, and I noticed a couple of security guards dressed in smart suits loitering, ever watchful, at the entrances to the basement.

 

We were both stopped short and a hand scanner was passed up and down our bodies to presumably detect for concealed weapons. Neither of us carried anything of the sort, of course, and so we were then swiftly waved through.

 

“Where are we going?” I said as we reached the bottom of the stairs which led into a wide open room that resembled a hallway.

 

“To see Karl Magnus. He asked to speak to you.” Miss Madison turned round to face me. “Let me be absolutely clear, Simon. I am not at all happy with the way you spoke to me earlier.” Her eyes blazed with self-righteous fury. Back at the office, seated across her desk, I would no doubt be scared right now. But here in this place, here where men seemed to be the dominant sex, here where I sensed different rules applied, here I didn’t feel scared, and that surprised me.

Steel World Inc. Chapter Thirteen

 

“Well, don’t you look handsome and dashing tonight, Simon Rogers. It seems clothes really do maketh the man.”

 

Miss Madison approached me as I walked back into the main reception room. It was now gone three in the morning, and my allotted half an ahn in the Pleasure Alcove was over. 

 

And I was still technically a virgin. 

 

Though I had now at least been stimulated to orgasm twice by a woman. 

 

James of course would tell me that a man only lost his virginity when he penetrated a woman and came inside of her. 

Steel World Inc. Chapter Twelve

 

((Special thanks to Master Tracker who inspired this piece and contributed passages and some of WPC Colton’s dialogue to the writing))

 

TWO HOURS AGO

 

Miss Arabella Whitlock:

 

“Who… who is it?” I didn’t open the door immediately. I was acutely aware that my door didn’t have a chain lock that I might slide in place before I opened it. 

 

“The police, Miss. We’re answering your call. WPC Arlene Colton and PC Nigel Blythe. Can you open the door, please.”

 

I had called the police, so it had to be them, but my mind was in paranoid mode now. What if it wasn’t the police? But then I steadied myself and thought it through. If someone had been in my flat tonight, he certainly hadn’t knocked – he had just somehow opened the front door, so why would an intruder be knocking now and claiming to be the police?

 

I was being silly.

 

“One moment, please.”

Steel World Inc. Chapter Eleven

 

I let the phone ring a few times, because I wasn’t sure whether I should answer it. This really wasn’t a good time to chat, but what if Arabella was calling because of something important?

 

“I’m not going to whip you,” I said to Puta. “You can get up now.” I watched as the girl rose to her knees and parted her thighs before me, placing the palms of her hands facing me on those thighs. It was a lovely position, and seeing her like this, seeing those soft, vulnerable palms open to my gaze, it made it hard to remain angry with the girl. 

 

“My woman is calling me,” I said. “You are not to say anything.”

 

Puta nodded. There was relief in her eyes that she would not be whipped. Did she really think I was the sort of man who would whip her?

 

How ridiculous!

 

I gazed again at the whip where it hung on the wall. 

Steel World Inc. Chapter Ten

 

“You can’t go in there, Lady.”

 

The man was obviously security, and he was barring the way forward for a beautiful young woman dressed in a long wine coloured evening gown, style with beaded embroidery on crepe. Before we might approach too closely, Puta begged me to pause for a moment.

 

“Please, Master. It is a Free Woman. A Free Woman!” She was nervous for some reason. Why should she be nervous of a Free Woman? “Please, Master,” she begged again, seemingly afraid of approaching the woman or attracting her attention.

 

“Do you know who I am?” the Free Woman remarked to the heavy looking man who guarded the passageway that I intended to use. “I’m Lady Penelope Grantham! My husband is Lord Jeremy Grantham! We have an estate in Sussex!”

Steel World Inc. Chapter Nine

 

“Oh, James, no, please, I’m not sure I’m really comfortable with this,” said Kissy Ryde as she moved closer to him. All around her, various men were cheering in a polite, well-mannered fashion, but there was something about their expressions that was slightly unsettling. Something almost wolf like, and hungry, as if they were anticipating a feast. It was probably my overactive imagination, gazing at these undoubtedly powerful men – captains of Industry, entrepreneurs, European aristocrats, and billionaires.  

Secrets of Gor Chapter Eighteen

 

I spent my first five days at the House of Andronicus in a stimulation cage, naked, save for my collar. 

 

Like most such cages it was ornately barred, setting it very much apart from the common cages in a kennel pen. Despite its low ceiling (a feature shared by most kennels) there was a lot of space for me to move around, though I could never stand upright. 

 

“While you are in the House of Andronicus for training, you are not permitted to look directly into the eyes of a male,” explained Hersius, Second Rank Slaver. “If you do so you will be punished.” 

 

I had been brought to the house by Sadric, and, as I knelt in the reception room, he paid thirty copper tarsks to the house scribe who made notes in the main ledger. Thirty! That was almost four times what Mikos had originally paid to buy me. “Pleasure slave training,” Sadric said, indicating me as I knelt in nadu. “I don’t expect miracles, but I want Cassie to be able to perform adequately in the furs. She is to be sensuous and eager to please, with the ability to do so.”

Steel World Inc. Chapter Eight

“Fidelio.”

 

The taxi had dropped me off on Hampstead Lane, outside an imposing set of iron gates and matching wall that must have been a good twelve feet high in places. Whoever lived here definitely liked their privacy and security. The iron gates tonight were open, but two men stood there as security, greeting anyone who might try and gain entrance. Interestingly, both men were masked, and dressed in dark suits. The masks were almost Venetian in style and covered the top half of their faces. Behind them I could see a line of upright poles planted to one side of the gravel, each pole ending in a lit torch that illuminated the pathway to the grand house. 

 

“The password, Sir,” I had been asked. Upon giving it, they stepped aside and swept their arms to indicate I was free to go inside. 

 

I had, on a whim, knowing I was going to an expensive and exclusive address, dressed in one of my fine, bespoke, dark suits that Miss Madison’s corporate account had generously paid for. With it, I wore a freshly pressed white shirt, silk tie and hand tooled leather shoes from Milan, Italy. Within minutes of arriving at the house I congratulated myself for having made the right choice, for all the other guests were dressed exceptionally well. All the men wore fine suits, and all the women wore long dresses and heels.