Fleur V: Blackout

Berlin, Thursday, 8:21 AM.

Fleur had been back in Berlin for a little over a month since her last visit to Amsterdam, where she had participated in some research into masochism by doing an extensive interview with professor Edward Van Hovens about the last couple of years of her life.

Back in Berlin, it had been an interesting time, to say the least. Most of her days were spent working out and just taking care of herself, trying to get as fit and strong as possible for the upcoming trip to England. She slept a lot during the afternoons. Not only to rest herself for what would inevitably be one of the most brutal degradation and torture sessions conceivable, but also to make up for the little nightly trips Dominika had sent her on as well the current daily anal training sessions. Even though today was her birthday, there were no special events planned. Everything was overshadowed by the big trip to the United Kingdom.

There was an interesting dynamic between the German mistress and Fleur. The young women exuded a rare and combustible power play that raised the eyebrows of many people close to them. The funny thing was, the girls rarely discussed the status of their own relationship, even as the boundaries seemed to evaporate and they both dabbled in unknown territory with each other.

While Fleur had worked hard at her craft and would be considered a seasoned submissive and masochist by any standard, Dominika -a full year and a week younger than Fleur- was very adept at finding new, exciting and degrading things for her to do. And in turn, Fleur’s lack of inhibition and shame just stirred something in Dominika and made her explore even more depraved and sadistic ways to play with her new toy, even though Fleur’s physique was very different from what really turned her on in girls.

The two had entered into an unusual agreement in which Fleur submitted truly unconditionally and without any limits to Dominika. In return, the mistress had agreed to fulfil Fleur’s biggest fantasy: to be used and tortured without any prearranged limits during a multiple-hour session, by a mistress who was high on drugs, with the goal of eliminating all inhibitions and just letting lust and extreme sadomasochism take over.

So far, Fleur had done everything Dominika told her without hesitation. Harsh corporal punishment, fluids including blood play, a lot of golden showers and even full toilet service had already been on the menu, as well as regular prostitution jobs for which Fleur never saw any share of the financial compensation. It was all mixed up in the most intense and passionate sex both women had ever experienced. It was as if Fleur had flipped a mental switch the moment Dominika had agreed to her proposal, to just let her mind go blank and do whatever it took to please her new Mistress. This was partly true. Fleur immensely enjoyed the mindfuck of letting Dominika completely own her physically and mentally. When she decided to commit, she made the decision to actually go through with it no matter what. It was like an addiction, a drug, to just show herself and others that she, and only she, was the most sick-in-the-head, tits-to-the-wall pain doll that would go places no-one else would dare go. Now she was taking a break with her longtime boyfriend, Fleur had let go of a lot of stuff that had previously held her back. Dominika only knew her one way: utterly slutty, masochistic and reckless.

In all reality, it was the only possible direction for Fleur to go at this point. She had done basically everything a person would let someone else do to their body, even to the point of purposely collecting an dazzling number of scars and burns.

Dominika had shown no concern for Fleur’s physical well-being from the moment they met. That hadn’t changed over the last few months, so even though Fleur was healing from her wounds, the mistress kept ramping up the extreme anal play that she had started when she had first tested Fleur. Dominika enjoyed fist fucking the most out of almost every activity she knew. Over the last year she had surrounded herself with a troupe of skinny little bitches that she called her ‘piglets’ and all they did all day is degrading sadomasochistic tasks and anal acrobatics to please their mistress. If they weren’t playing with each other, they were either eating, sleeping, working out, or enjoying Dominika’s arms up their asses.

With Fleur around, there were more options to pick from for the mistress and she had played all kinds of training games that ultimately led to Kiara and Apolline, French twin piglets, to take turns shoving their arms up Fleur’s ass as deep as they could, before they joined up and simultaneously inched one arm each, side by side, deeper and deeper into her colon with the mistress herself wedging her forearm in between. Dominika had rewarded the girls with matching green ring tattoos on their arms, to track their new depth records in Fleur’s ass.

Apart from being a journey of depraved training in itself, Dominika wanted to stay a step ahead of the competition. She’d seen similar videos posted online by Mistress Oscura from Holland, who had recently taken the term ‘extreme anal’ to new heights with her well-trained slave girls.

The mistress had enjoyed these activities as well as game she had been playing with Fleur where she sent the young woman out into the city on foot. The setup had evolved to this: heavy and degrading foreplay between the two of them, Dominika sewing Fleur’s pussy lips closed with surgical wire and then sending her on her way with just a phone, thigh high heels, a small handbag with another phone and a power bank, and a very short white fur jacket that barely covered the top of Fleur’s ass.

The Mistress had followed Fleur through GPS while watching her and talking to her live on FaceTime and giving her directions on where to walk. Dominika knew Berlin’s seedy spots and clubs from the more mainstream fetish places and she knew sending a hot young woman like Fleur would attract attention. It never failed. It was amazing how easy it was to find men and women willing to film themselves degrading the S&M slut. Fleur had learned that either Berlin was a step up on the scale of nastiness over Amsterdam, or she hadn’t found the right places in her previous place of residence yet.

Needless to say, when Dominika had decided it was time for a break to get ready for the trip to London, Fleur had found herself on another round of azithromycin to help her body deal with everything that had been done to it recently. Despite promises to the contrary, the eccentric young mistress had concentrated on her other toys while Fleur recuperated and spent the better part of the last two weeks relaxing and working out to get back in perfect shape.

With two days to go before their trip to London, it was time to cross some T’s and dot some I’s, so Dominika had scheduled a quick sit-down with producer Erin, the woman responsible for Suffer Club and Pain 2.0 and ultimately the person who had introduced the young mistress to Fleur.

Erin always thought of everything and she had taken care of the production and travel arrangements that were needed. Mostly everything had been taken care of by now, but there was one thing that Dominika had purposely delayed that had to quickly be taken care of now, which was making a final decision on the drugs they would be acquiring for Dominika for her session with Fleur and where and when to get them.

Fleur was the first to join Dominika in one of the rooms they used for planning and meetings. It was a simple, small room with four simple office chairs and one large leather padded executive chair around a large square table. There were no decorations on the walls and the furniture breathed an atmosphere of an early 1980’s police station.

“Hey, good morning. I was enjoying some more footage from that excellent drive with photos and videos you gave me,” Dominika said. She sat, obviously, in the only comfortable chair in the room and made no mention of Fleur’s birthday, which disappointed Fleur a little, but didn’t surprise her. Fleur knew her mistress had been up all night, but she couldn’t tell how long she had been sitting here flipping through the media on Fleur’s personal hard drive. The two young women greeted each other with a passionate French kiss before Fleur sat down across the table.

“Did you read and sign the contract?” Dominika wanted to know first.

“Yes, here’s the paperwork,” Fleur said as she placed a stack of paper on the table between them. “I know these things are a necessary evil these days, but damn, that was a lot of text to go through.”

“Did you sign every page on the line at the bottom?”

“Yeah, all of them.”

“Did you read it all too?”

“Of course. It’s a legally binding contract.”

Dominika quickly pulled the signed contract to her side of the table and flipped through the pages as if to check if Fleur did sign every one of them.

“Yes, it’s a very long contract” she sighed before putting it back down.

They were both dressed as usual at the club: Dominika wore one of her tight tube tops that barely contained her ridiculously large inflated breasts, a black PVC mini skirt and her signature black army boots with high block heels. Fleur was completely naked except for her stiletto heels. She had been taking good care of her previous injuries and except for some bruises that hadn’t completely faded away, she was free of scabs or other open wounds. Her strict workout regimen had once again flawlessly toned her whole body.

“Here, look,” Dominika said as she turned the laptop around so Fleur could see the video she was watching.

“You are so delicious in this one, hmmmpf.” The mistress licked her lips, replaying the contents in her head of the video that Fleur now saw playing on the screen.

“Wow, where did you find this one?” Fleur wondered. She looked at an old video of herself with her hair dyed brown, suspended upside down with her arms tied behind her back. Two men were working on her. One held his erect cock horizontal in front of her mouth while the other, behind him, tugged on two chains that ran on each side of the other guy and were connected to Fleur’s stretched breasts. This way he swung Fleur’s suspended body back and forth, the other guy’s cock disappearing into her mouth when he pulled her forward, and pulling out again when he let go of the tension on the chains.

“I don’t know, it’s just on that drive of yours,” the mistress replied. “I love how rough they get. At the end he almost pulls those chains from your tits while the other enjoys his cock deep down your throat.”

“Oh, I remember this. They really almost made me pass out. His cock tasted like fish. And they only paid me half what they should have,” Fleur responded. “Those pins in my tits were also nasty.”

“Yeah, they filmed a close up of your torso when they pushed those skewers through your unbound breasts. You were as toned already then as you are now, but your tits were not as full yet and a little pointy. Maybe we should get them reduced back to that size someday…” Dominika’s mind wandered off: “…could you imagine making them smaller during a filmed session?” Then she snapped out of her day dream. “Nevertheless it took them quite some effort to get them through. I love your tears and screams.”

“That was only the second time that I had skewers through my tits,” Fleur reminisced. “The first time was in another video production a while before this one. That was only one each, they doubled that and I think they used real meat skewers that they disinfected on the spot. They were pretty thick and the pointy ends weren’t as sharp as they could have been. I was told beforehand to scream and cry, but none of that was acted. That fucking hurt like a bitch when they couldn’t get the pins through and had to use the pliers to add more force.”

“What I love most is that they are morons who first wanted to suspend you from your wrists, but decided to hang you from your ankles instead because they figured out that you wore a cast on your arm. And then they learn they can fuck your throat even better with you upside down.”

Fleur chuckled as she watched the continuing video. She noticed the lime green cast she wore on her arm when the camera turned around her. “Yeah, that was from the last time I rode a skateboard, ha ha”, adding: “You know I was only a last minute choice for that scene?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well I was new to this production company then. This was my first time with them. There should be another video there where they play with another brunette for a while and I am on my knees in the background for most of it until they need me to suck one of them off.”

“Haven’t seen that one.”

“Don’t worry, it’s not that interesting. I’m in it for only a minute sucking one of them off before he fucks this girl. She was the star of this video series and she was supposed to go up for that swing-and-suck, but she freaked and literally tried to run when we were between shots and they started to clean the skewers that they were going to pierce through her tits. She tripped and fell on her face and broke her nose or something. So she was out, but the director wanted to keep shooting and they first asked the blonde because they knew her better, but she hesitated, so they looked at me and of course I had to say that I would fill in for the role.”

Dominika chuckled. “Of course.”

“They were supposed to pay me extra. I wasn’t even scheduled to perform a lead role. But they didn’t and I ended up with tits that were sore for a while.”

“I’m sure you hated that,” Dominika quipped with a laugh. “Turn that laptop back to me and come here between my legs. I feel like having your tongue inside me while I enjoy this video. We still have a few moments before Erin will be here.”

When Fleur was about to comply with her mistress’ request and was just on her knees, the door of the room opened and Erin walked in. The owner of Suffer Club and Pain 2.0 wasn’t startled at all by the scene she walked in on. She just greeted the two and Dominika told Fleur to get up again and sit across from her at the table.

Erin also took a seat. She was all business and got straight to the point. She had more stuff to take care of today.

“So have you decided what to do?” she asked Dominika. “If you want something in time for the session, I need to get on it, like, a minute ago. Also, do you have the contract ready?”

“We’ve gone over a bunch of them, but I don’t know,” the mistress said. Nodding to Fleur, she added: “She has way more experience with this than me.”

Fleur did have previous experience with these drugs and knew that all of them had different desired effects and side effects. For this instance, she was most interested in something that would quickly make Dominika more uninhibited but that wouldn’t make her dizzy or black out. Ketamine immediately came to mind, because Fleur remembered it making people deliciously sexually violent.

“Um, I think we need something like Kit Kat,” Fleur replied.

“Kit Kat?” Erin wondered.

“Ketamine. Something that will work quickly and doesn’t have so much of the drowsiness or the chance of blackouts,” Fleur explained.

Dominika looked at Erin. “What do you think,” she asked.

“I’m also not an expert,” Erin replied. “You need to make sure you want to do this in the first place, then I guess her advice as just as sound as any you can get from me, probably even more so.”

“Ketamine also doesn’t last that long,” Fleur added. “We can probably dose it out in amounts for 30, 60 or 90 minutes depending on what you want. We should go for at least 100 milligram I think if you snort it. If you drink it, it will take effect slower than when you snort it and you’ll need about twice as much to get the same effect.”

“I think it will be best if we get that stuff when we arrive there,” Dominika stated.

“Yeah, you don’t need issues at customs,” Erin said. “I will get in touch with Jakub, he can get the stuff there.”

“In my experience you should never travel internationally with drugs,” Fleur stated the obvious.

Erin pointed at the paperwork on the table next to the laptop and looked at Dominika.

“Is the paperwork all taken care of?”

“Yes,” Dominika answered. “It’s all there.” She looked up at Erin and nodded slightly. “Will you take a final look at it and make sure it’s complete before I take it with us?”

Erin reached over and picked up the contract. “Yes,” she replied. “I will make sure nothing’s missing or overlooked,” she added while giving Dominika a barely noticeable nod as well.

“Maybe you should Google that stuff and read up on what it does exactly before you definitively settle on it,” she continued. “I’m sorry, but I have another appointment to go to. I will see you girls tomorrow before you leave. Don’t do anything you will regret.”

Fleur looked at Dominika after Erin exited the room and closed the door. “It really isn’t...” she tried to start a sentence, but the mistress cut her off.

“Tut tut tut. Your tongue. In me. Now,” she commanded and rolled her chair a little back so she could pull her legs up and place the immense block heels of her boots on the edge of the table in front of her. She scooted down the seat a little, so that her ass was slightly sticking out in front of the seat she was on.

Fleur knew what to do. She used both of her hands to spread Dominika’s ass cheeks and started licking her mistress’ sphincter.

“Hold on. Rewind that video a little for me to just before they try and pull you up and then play it full screen.”

Fleur turned around to the table and scrubbed back through the paused video to the moment where the two guys were leading her and the other girl from the back of the room to the suspension bar that they had lowered for the next part of the scene. She watched herself for a few seconds before Dominika reminded her of the task at hand.

The mistress relaxed in her chair and focused on the video playing in front of her as she felt Fleur’s long tongue starting to probe her relaxed sphincter. She watched as one of the men in the video led the brown-haired slender Fleur to the spreader bar that the other guy had lowered until it was a few feet above the floor.

The video featured two camera angles that were edited together. An overview of the scene showed everything that was happening in the room, which was a wide and deep space in some kind of empty warehouse. It was either night or the whole space featured no windows. No daylight of any kind could be seen, the whole setup was lit by overhead lights and several industrial spotlights that were now directed at the spot where winch system for the full body suspension was located.

The video alternated between the overview shot and a close-up camera that now focused on the two girls that were in the scene. Fleur and the blonde were of similar height and body build: slim and toned, not too tall, but strikingly beautiful in the face. Their perky breasts were about the same size as well, with Fleur’s maybe slightly smaller and more pointy, but with more pronounced nipples than the blonde.

The camera focused on Fleur, who was in front. As the video panned down from her face, the blonde was led a little to the side and back. Dominika licked her lips at the sight of Fleur’s delicious body, which was either sweating or lightly oiled. Fleur completely ignored the camera with a concentrated face that looked like she was gazing at something thirty miles in the distance as it panned down from her face covered in heavy, dark makeup, down her neck, over her pointy breasts, down her tight abdomen that ran like a V-shape into her hairless pussy.

The mistress enjoyed every moment of it, amplified by the fact that this deliciously kinky creature was now pushing her long and very experienced tongue as deep inside her ass and cunt as she could, while Dominika watched her on video.

When the close-up shot was done, the guy who had led Fleur down the room fit her wrists with thick leather cuffs for the upcoming suspension. On the arm with the cast, the cuff just barely fit between the cast and her hand. It was shortly after this that the guy consulted his co-star and the two of them quickly attempted to secure the cuffs on Fleur’s wrists to the spreader bar that was connected to the winch, before they realized that it might not be such a smart idea to suspend someone from a broken arm.

It was then that they realized that an upside-down suspension would work even better for what they had planned next. So Fleur was fitted with ankle cuffs as well and they were quickly attached to the spreader bar and Fleur was hoisted up in the air until her head was about three to four feet above the floor at perfect blowjob height. Her wrists were cuffed together behind her back and when the  guy in front of her had her all trussed up like that, he ran his fingers down from her knees to her thighs, over her pussy down her abdomen and to her nipples, where he circled around before squeezing them hard.

Fleur yelped and let out a low moan as he increased his grip and twisted her nipples roughly before letting go and slapping her perky breasts, alternating between left and right. Then he pushed his semi-erect cock forcefully in the back of her mouth and up her throat while pressing her head hard against his groin. When he let go and pulled back out, she coughed like a maniac, but they let her settle down while they prepared for the next part.

The guy who had operated the winch before now picked up the four meat skewers that they were going to use and he wore latex gloves while he handled them. The skewers were way bigger than necessary and their size easily elevated the shock value of the scene. For whatever reason, the production team on this video had decided to go with your standard barbecue meat skewers. These are the ones with the pointy ends that seem sharp, but could be much sharper. The ones used here featured rings on the opposing ends and for most of their 10 inch length, they were about 5 millimeters or 2 gauge thick and square, so that the meat doesn’t slide and turn around. The pointy end tapered to about 2 millimeters in thickness, so there was a lot of force needed to use these pins for piercing.

And that showed. The guys didn’t waste time. The camera zoomed in on Fleur’s glistening torso while the guy with the gloves grabbed one of her breasts in one hand and squeezed down at the base, making her pointy tit bulge at the nipples. Then he positioned the sharp end of one of the skewers about an inch behind her areola and started pushing against her skin.

Fleur was told in advance to scream and cry and she did not disappoint. It already took the man some effort to break the skin and get the tip of the skewer in, but the way he was going about it prevented him from doing a quick and smooth piercing. He fumbled around a bit, but only made limited progress and Fleur cried and screamed her lungs out, twisting her legs and wriggling in her bonds.

When it was apparent that this was not going to work, the work stopped and the gloved man went to get some pliers to help him get a better grip and use more force on the stainless steel pin. While he was gone, the camera showed Fleur’s ribcage heaving from her uncontrolled breathing, a stream of sweat running from her abdomen down between her breasts, one of which had the pointy end of a meat skewer embedded halfway in it.

Dominika enjoyed the view on the screen while the star of the show was now alternating her tongue’s attention between her asshole and cunt. The mistress started to slowly release small streams of piss, which was a cue to Fleur to concentrate on Dominika’s pussy. She knew she had to catch everything and swallow it down.

While Fleur busied herself with the warm, pungent fluid that was splashed into her face, Dominika watched the screen like a hawk.

The men had figured it out. One of them handled the skewer, grabbing the eyelet at the end with heavy pliers, while the other grabbed Fleur’s nipple and pulled it forward. With the pliers, it was easier to put more force on the metal pins and even though it was still some effort, they managed to push the skewer all the way through, where it stretched the milky white untanned skin of Fleur’s breast like a tent before rupturing through and coming out the other end.

It took them a few minutes to perform the same procedure with the second, third and fourth skewer, but eventually Fleur’s tits were fitted with two skewers each in an X-pattern well behind her areolas, virtually in the middle of her tits. She was a sobbing mess by now and she had fully delivered on the request to ‘scream and cry like hell’, but as Fleur had explained already to Dominika, none of it was an act. It had seriously been the worst pain Fleur had ever felt in her breasts at that point.

With her make-up completely ruined, mixed with tears and running down her forehead, the guy with the gloves fit small chains with hooks around the four exit points of the skewers and pulled them together right against her nipples, where he used carabine hooks to connect them together and to two longer chains that he later picked up and pulled along the sides of his buddy, who was getting ready to enjoy Fleur’s mouth and throat again.

Fleur was slowly made to swing. The guy operating the chains pulled her in and then let go, stretching her pointy pierced tits a little as he pulled. As her body swung back and forth, the second guy moved a little back and forth to see what the best position would be for him. The goal was quickly achieved and as the chains were pulled harder, Fleur’s mouth would be exactly where his hard cock was waiting to be swallowed.

Then the long game began. The chains were pulled in to the point where Fleur’s tits were stretched and her mouth was in place to be filled with cock. She did not swing anymore. Instead, the guy in front of her grabbed her head and pushed his cock in the back of her mouth again, up her throat until her lips were pressed against his pubes.

They toyed with Fleur for a while, letting her swing and catch her breath, increasing the time he had his cock up her throat a little every time they restarted the game. They guy operating the chains also increased the intensity, not only of the pulls for the swings, but he now also kept pulling harder and harder while she had cock lodged down her throat, stretching her tits into cones and keeping the pressure on for a two-way assault.

All of a sudden Dominika’s phone rang on the table. She pulled her legs off the table and straightened herself, pushed Fleur away and looked at the screen. It was Erin. Dominika grabbed her phone and crashed back into her previous position. Dominika quickly urged Fleur to continue her task, even though she had paused the video on her laptop before picking up the phone.

“What is it?” she asked.

“Is she still there with you? Just answer yes or no,” Erin said.

“Yes”

“Did you Google this Kit Kat drug already?” Erin asked.

“No, why?” Dominika replied.

“Just look it up. Only short term effects, my ass! It can cause something called HPPD, which is basically having hallucinations for weeks after taking that stuff!”

“What?”

“Yeah, just wanted to let you know. Please do check it out, this is important.”

“I will, thanks.”

“I hope you will,” Erin replied. “I really do. See you tomorrow.”

“K, bye.”

Fleur heard the conversation on her end, but thought nothing of it. She had no clue who it was and what it was about. Dominika threw her cell phone back on the table and instructed Fleur to resume the video on the laptop. This was going to be an orgasmic start of the day.