Fleur II: Wrecked

April 28, 12:44 PM

When she came home from a Friday afternoon lunch with a business associate, Marta was almost ready for the weekend. It would, as usual, be filled with tons of activities. But this time, she had cleared her dungeon's schedule and was not seeing any clients. She had already packed her bags last night and had only a few more things to take care of before her trip to Western Poland.

To say that she didn't travel light, was an understatement. In her apartment's hallway were four large suitcases, filled to capacity with everything she needed or thought she'd need. Only one of them contained clothes and personal items, the other three were dedicated to her many tools of the trade, which she had carefully selected based upon the information and photos she had received from Mistress Elsa.

Marta walked past the neatly arranged travel cases, hung up her overcoat and went into her study, where she sat down at her desk and woke up her MacBook. She looked at the clock. It was a quarter to one. In a few moments, her slave boys Jens and Jaime would come to pick her up for the trip.

It was time for a final look at the stuff Elsa had sent over almost two weeks ago. Marta opened her mail client and clicked the message she had pinned to the top of her inbox. She read the PDF of the contract Elsa had signed with LiveTabooTorture again, just to make sure she was aware of all the details. Then she viewed the four pictures of Fleur once again.

What a contrast it was. Such a sweet young woman in two of the pictures, such a degraded torture whore in the others. The first two were taken by Elsa at Fleur's intake at Elsa's studio, when she first visited with her boyfriend. They showed a sweet and sexy girl showing off her perfect body for the camera. The third showed an exhausted but very satisfied looking Fleur with dark hair, sitting in a full-split position, propped up against another girl while impaled on a large wooden dildo. Her tits, dark purple from tight rope bondage, were decorated with dozens and dozens of needles. Large rings behind her nipples connected Fleur to the nipples of the girl directly in front of her. Both of them smiled and stuck their tongues out to whoever took the photo. Judging from their bloody mouths, semen-covered faces and countless condoms that were pinned on their bodies with safety pins, Marta guessed this photo was a silent witness of one of the girl's party duties.

The last photo showed Fraulein Elsa standing behind Fleur's limp body hanging spread-eagle in chains from a wooden frame. Elsa pulled the girl's head back by her hair to get her face to properly show in the picture. To many, it would have been a nasty and gruesome sight. But not to Marta, or Elsa or Fleur for that matter. Fleur was covered in blood from her nose to her thighs. Her lips were clearly stitched shut with some kind of thick wire and for good measure, Elsa had pushed some heavy gauge needles through her lips to finish it off. It was unclear what had exactly caused all of the puncture wounds and cuts on the girl's torso, but this picture had clearly been taken just after many pins and needles were taken out and blood was seeping out of her many wounds and ran down her body.

"What the hell is Elsa thinking?" Marta thought. "This girl is like a beautiful tea cup, the finest China that you only bring out for your most respected guests. She has no business being in this live stream with those disrespectful pigs!"

Part of her was glad she'd be there to take care of the girl if need be, part of her was still wondering how much freedom she'd have as the dominant for the session. Her thoughts were interrupted when her doorbell rang. Marta closed her laptop and got up from her chair.

When she opened the front door, Jens greeted her calmly. He and his boyfriend Jaime had been Marta's regular submissive play partners for about three years now. There were several reasons for Marta to bring them along. Not only would they be great for carrying all her luggage, she just felt better knowing that they'd be around at all times. Not to mention the fact that LiveTabooTorture made a point to always fuck their slave girls' holes during their tortures and she'd rather work with her own guys during the session than be stuck with someone she didn't know.

Marta quickly pointed out her luggage to the tall and muscular blue-eyed blonde and Jens knew what he was supposed to do. While his mistress joined Jaime in their minivan, he loaded up her luggage before locking up the place and joining them for their trip.