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Maze of Submission (Crimson Rose)

Maze of Submission by Crimson Rose


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Unable to find a job in her chosen profession, recent college graduate Kathryn Saunders answers a vague ad in in the newspaper. Arriving at a luxurious mansion with walled driveway and well-manicured lawn complete with several topiaries, she figured she would be working as a maid or something to that effect. Meeting the Mistress of the house, Nicole Marshall, she quickly learns there’s more the the massive estate than meets the eye.

Offered a job paying an even million a year, all Kathryn had to do was prove she had what it takes to embrace the life of a submissive and her would-be Mistress has the perfect test – a maze she had built on the back half of her property designed to put those wondering its twisted corridors in as many perverted situations as possible before they made it out the other side.

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 10 / 2017

No. words: 13348

Style: Sex Slavery / Training, Bondage/BDSM Fetishes

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Going in, I went to the corner, made a left, went thirty feet, turned right and stopped dead in my tracks. Ahead ten feet or so was what appeared to be a cabin wall complete with closed door upon which hung a metal sign. Sitting on the ground was a small wooden platform with two long tapered dildos stuck to it and a bottle of what I could only assume was lube. Walking up to the door, I read the sign.

Patience is a virtue. When you’ve taken all twelve inches the way will open.

“That’s not the only thing that’ll be opened,” I said, my eyes drifting down to the two dildos that were positioned close together for vaginal and anal penetration. Looking back over my shoulder in the hopes Nicole would pop around the corner and tell me it was all a big joke, I waited a full minute before picking up the bottle of lube and stepping onto the platform. This is for a million dollars a year, I told myself as I thoroughly coated the two toys. Patience indeed. It’s going to take forever to get them all the way in me if they’ll even fit all the way.
Straddling the dildos, I placed the tips against my pussy and asshole, took a deep breath and lowered myself down until it started to hurt. Pushing harder, another inch slipped in and I quickly raised up. “Ok, not so fucking fast. Patience,” I exhaled, my eyes going to the sign hanging on the door. “I hope you’re enjoying my humiliation,” I added, looking around but not seeing the cameras. For all I knew that was a lie to keep me compliant, but without any way of knowing for sure I was not going to risk a million dollar a year job on it even if it was doing porn and being trained as a sex slave.
Adjusting my position several times to keep the rough wood of the platform from giving me a million splinters, I threw caution to the wind and fucked myself as if I were in the privacy of my own home with no one watching from afar until I had my first orgasm of the day. When the need for release had passed, I knelt over the dildos and lowered myself down as far as I could take them without too much discomfort and then waited.
Allowing gravity to do its job, I slowly went a little lower as my pussy and asshole stretched to accept more of the silicone intruders. After an hour I was more than halfway down and after two hours I was nearing the three-quarters mark. My knees aching only slightly more than my holes – the strain starting to turn to cramps, I got to my feet and walked around for several minutes, added more lube to the toys as well as my pussy and asshole and then once again took them both as deep as possible.
Two hours became three, four and then five as I was stretched open one millimeter at a time. And then finally I felt the wood of the platform touching my ass and I breathed a sigh of relief. “OH MY GOD! I can’t believe I actually did it!” Hearing a click, I jumped off the dildos and gave the doorknob a turn. It opened and I stepped through into another section of hedge corridor.

Author Information

Crimson Rose is an erotica writer dedicated to the principle that erotic fiction can be red-hot raunchy while also being written with intelligence, elegance and style.

When asked about the subject matter of her stories she had this to say:

"I sometimes deal with strange and taboo subject matter, but my stories are never dark and my characters are never victims (though some of them may pretend otherwise). My characters always enjoy and exult in their sexuality, engaging in their various unusual and illicit acts with unapologetic joy and a zest for life."


Publisher Information

This story has been self-published by the author

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