The Dark Angel's Brothel

The room was one of the least beautiful rooms. They spent very little time in it and Erik was often not there. But today, he had decided to grace them with his presence and sat at the head of the table. Grace was not uttered by anyone, Erik didn’t believe in a God that could inflict such a life upon him. The meal, a roast animal of some sort, Opium wasn’t exactly sure what it was but it was tasty, moist, not dry at all. However, her thoughts were not on the food, but on the strange foreign object currently sitting uncomfortable inside her. As she started to sip water from the cup in front of her she felt something strange. A vibration, suddenly it was all she could think of, stimulating her clitoris, she shifted a little before Elise leaned over and whispered in her ear “You need to pretend that nothing is happening. Talk to no one of what is happening, no one wants to know, its part of the training. Stay perfectly still, talk to whom ever talks to you, act normally no matter what happens.” Opium nodded and squeezed her thighs together in an attempt to stop the vibration that teased her but Elise next to her noticed and turned the intensity up just that little bit more. She started to become aroused, already the dildo felt more comfortable as more fluid surrounded it. She fought herself against rocking against it, needing friction, the vibration just not enough for orgasm, but too much to deal with without reacting. Erik looked over to the blushing Opium confused but ignored it, he was hungry and ate quickly watching his girls with love as they chattered and giggled to each other.
“Girls. We are entering peak season now as all of you are probably well aware. Its now that we make the majority of our money, I propose that we go shopping tomorrow, a little early but this way we can go twice while its still not quite busy yet.” His proposition was met with cheers and more giggles as most of the table leapt up and ran to him smothering him with kisses, caresses a love. They had little care for his mask, they thought it held the air of mystery and none pried into it. He laughed and kissed them all relishing the attention of all the girls but one. Opium ran from the table when the other girls ran to Erik, none of the other girls noticed, her being so new but Elise knew, and so too did Erik. He pushed them all off laughing and had them bring dessert to the table, a fruit pie, one of the house favourites.
“If you would excuse me girls, I have a few things I need to take care of, but I’ll return to your dorm later on, I’ll be watching so be good.” They tittered and turned to each other eating joyfully talking of later on.

Erik strode down the hall way to Elise’s room, the only place where she would be since it was the only place she knew so far. Leaving the dinner table before Erik’s permission or before he left himself was rude and not something that pleased Erik at all. He opened the door and found Opium in the midst of an orgasm, her fingers rubbing wildly on the leather above her clitoris, since Elise had turned off the vibrator and left Opium in a heightened state of arousal.
“Girl.” He attracted her attention with the one syllable, her clouded eyes looked up not quite registering who it was till he had picked her up.
“Did you know that it is forbidden to do that without my explicit presence, permissions or when you are working?” He asked roughly holding her tightly, too tight.
“Yes Sir.” Erik picked her up and took her to his office clearing the desk with one swipe of his arm and laying her on her back. Retrieving the key from around his neck he released her from the harness but left the anal device in. “This is how you learn to obey the rules. This one in particular. You are to lay still, keeping your legs open and not touching anything unless I instruct you to. Understand?”
“Yes.” She muttered quietly. He glared at her
“Respect, I want respect! For that you will take two punishments at the same time. Don’t speak unless spoken to, don’t move unless ordered to.” He turned away and mixed a dull red powder into a bowl with a little water making a thick, crimson red paste.
“Open your mouth.” She opened only a little, but it was enough for him to dip a finger in the paste, push it into her mouth and rub the paste through out, on the tongue, the cheeks the roof, the back of her throat, all came in contact with it. At first, when she was allowed to close her mouth, she wondered what the punishment was. That is, until the dull burning. She looked up to Erik who stood quietly, standing over her, watching impassively. The burning intensified further, her eyes watering and her nose burning as she tried to breath.
“Not a word Opium. You need to learn. That was for not showing respect. I have another thing for your masturbating without permission.” He moved out of her view, she stayed perfectly still, trying to breath without coughing, her mouth burning as if there was a fire raging through it. He made up a little more of the paste and pulled the plug out, rubbing the toy all over with paste he pushed it roughly back in, working fast he spread more around her vagina before working it over the dildo and pushing that back in too. Opium realized what he was doing and held back a cry of pain as he strapped the toys in. Grabbing her hand he dipped both hands into the paste and gave her an instruction
“You wanted to masturbate. So do it. We don’t stop until you reach orgasm. Its that simple. Don’t fake it, I can tell.” The burning made her eyes water, spilling tears down to her mouth, she couldn’t taste the salt for the chilli, so hot, so hot and dry in her mouth. Her ass was beginning to burn much the same and slowly her vagina too. She moaned and looked at her hands through blurry eyes to see them coloured red with the paste that burned so much, she didn’t want to touch her clitoris at all, that would burn so much harsher than the rest but Erik stood there, still impassively waiting for her to follow his instructions. She reached down and started moving quickly, she needed to orgasm before the worst of the burning began. Holding her breath she tried desperately to ignore the burning of everything sensitive and concentrate purely on the struggling feeling between her legs. Crying she said nothing, made as little noise as possible and worked fast rubbing, biting on her lip as the friction seemed to light a new viscous fire. It seemed like hours on end but it was only another five minutes before she managed to conquer the pain enough to orgasm and she looked at Erik who nodded
“Have you learnt your lesson now? I am a kind Master, but I do not take to disrespect or breaking my rules.” He patted her head and put a white paste into a bucket mixing it into a thick liquid with water. “Hold still.” He washed her with the white liquid, leaving her smelling of off milk.
“Yes Sir. I understand, I’m sorry.” The burning slowed down to embers before completely ebbing away leaving an angry red rash at the places it had touched.
“Good girl, now you run along, have a bath and go to bed, breakfast isn’t too early, not till about nine so get some rest. Elise will stay with you tonight so you can talk to her about the rules, get them straight.” He showed her to the door and locked the office before retiring next door into his own room, running himself a hot bath and pulling everything but his mask off, slipping down into the hot water to rest and think about Opium.

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