Kristen's Hidden Fetish - Rewrite - Sex Stories

Kristen's Hidden Fetish - Rewrite

I woke up in a dark room; I couldn't see a thing. I tried to get up but I couldn't. My hands were both strapped very tightly to some unseen object above my head. I realized then why I was so cold - I was completely naked. I was attempting to puzzle through this situation when a door on the far end of the room opened. Light flooded the room, making my eyes sting. As the room became illuminated, I could see there were other people in the room, also handcuffed to bars on the ceiling. I took a better look at the newcomer. They were a girl, about 5 and a half feet tall. She was wearing very tight jeans and had only a sports bra on. She stopped in the middle of the room, looking me in the eyes. "You're probably wondering why you're here," she said. I nodded. "Well," she began, "I enjoy sex very much, you see. So I've taken the time to capture you and bring you here to be my personal sex slaves. My name is Kristen, but I expect each of you to refer to me as 'Mistress', or I will punish you accordingly. You are required to serve me for a period of 1 year, after which it is your choice to stay or not. And don't even think of escaping - we're on an island, in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Now," speaking as she went to unlock our handcuffs. "I'll show the three of you to your room." I looked at the other two prisoners. Both were girls. "Room, singular?" I questioned. "M-mistress?" Kristen laughed, light and full of genuine humor. "Yes, you are not going to have separate rooms. ...

... There's no privacy here. Or beds, for that matter - one bed for the three of you. Now, before we go to your room, would you three like to introduce yourselves?" She said, giving a look that implied we had no other choice. I turned to the girls and extended my hand. The smaller, brunette one took it first and shook it. "I'm Kayla." She said, her voice shaking slightly. I then turned to the taller, blonde one and shook her hand. She stated that her name was Maggie. I replied, "I'm Brad," trying to project an air of confidence. Kristen clapped her hands lightly and said, "Come on, no time to waste." The three of us replied in unison, "Yes, Mistress." We began down the hallway to our rooms. The hallway wasn't very long, and before much time had passed we arrived at a door on our left. Kristen opened it and walked inside. "Now, as you can see, I've provided for you a king size bed, your own bathroom, and," she said, speaking as she walked into the bathroom and opened a cabinet, "sex toys for your own pleasure." Our eyes widened as we saw the array of tools for pleasure she had stocked the cabinet with. "Also, there's a fridge near your bed if you become hungry at any point, or for... other pleasures." She said, winking seductively. "Now, it's 9 in the morning, and normally you would be downstairs in the kitchen by 8, ready to eat a quick breakfast and begin serving me. But since we're right here... Kayla, go open that," Kristen commanded, pointing to the fridge near the bed. Kayla ...