Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 127

With her eyes closed, she stopped worrying about the counter and willed herself to enjoy the sensation between her legs. As the orgasm enveloped her, she felt a shock hit her neck as her head rolled to the side involuntarily, but it barely registered. Her body trembled as the force of the climax consumed her.

By the time she came down, the cage stopped shocking her and the fucking machine had been removed. The screen read '95' as he helped her out. She stretched her sore muscles, twisting her back from side to side and pulling her arms back over her head. Recovering after a minute, she jumped back into a slave pose standing in front of her Master and waited for instruction.

"Good girl," is all he said.

Together they cleaned the room and put everything away. He got dressed again and they headed upstairs. The hidden door continued to astound Sarah as she watched it close. They had some time, so they enjoyed a couple of glasses of wine, talking idly about school coming to an end soon and her plans for the summer. He constantly blew her mind.

The man who had just used a fucking machine to make her squirt across the room, shocked her body with a sadistic cage, and treated her like such a whore, now pleasantly asked about her upcoming plans.

The conversation came around to prom that would be coming up in three weeks. Boys were just starting to ask girls to go. Conner hadn't asked her yet, but she thought it probably likely. And she thought Jenny might go with Terrance. Mr. Michaels nodded and then suggested that if things went well with Ali tonight, maybe Sarah could arrange for Jimmie to take her and the six of thern could wind up having an orgy at the end of the night. Suggesting he would help them get a place. "He is always thinking," she laughed to herself. She already knew this was going to happen. His 'suggestions' always became a reality. But she didn't hate the Idea.

When it got close to Ali's expected arrival, they went up to Mr. Michaels' bedroom and he showed her the setup to watch the action downstairs. Kissing her, he went back downstairs to wait for his potential new submissive. A few minutes before 7:00pm, she heard the doorbell and her stomach jumped. Wanting this to go well, but knowing that anything could hapреп.

When they walked into the den on the TV screen, Sarah could see that first, Ali had won another skimpy outfit for Mr. Michaels titillation and second, that she looked concerned. Mr. Michaels looked pissed and told her to sit. While he just stared at her for a long time, Sarah could see Ali squirm under the scrutiny. Imagining everything running through Ali's head. Eventually, Mr. Michaels picked up the remote and played something on the TV. Sarah had a split screen view with one angle on Ali's face and the other from behind that showed the videos playing on the TV. Watching the replay of Ali taking out and counting stacks of money. And then putting the key back in its hidden position. All looked white as a ghost which was saying something given her pale complexion to begin with. Sitting stone still while he stared at her. "Well?! What do you have to say for yourself?" he demanded.

"I..I...I don't know what to say," she got out in a tiny meek voice,

"You do understand that you committed a FELONY, right? You stole over $1000. Stole! That means you go to prison for 18 months and pay a big fine. As well as have a felony on your record for the rest of your life. What were you thinking?"

Ali's eyes got so huge and she broke down crying. "Please! Please don't have me arrested! I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry! We didn't think you would miss it. You had so much in your drawer. We didn't think you would even notice!" she pleaded in between sobs.

"STOP that fucking crying right now!" he yelled. It shocked her and stifled her mostly. "I don't see a 'we' in those videos. I see a 'you' You are the one stealing. All by yourself." His tone a seething controlled anger. Not crazy or out of control, but clearly pissed. Sarah knew that exact tone only too well and shivered.

"But Sa..." she started and stopped herself. "I'll give it back. I'll give it all back. I'll give you double. I could do that. I have money."

Mr. Michaels played the next video. "I don't want the fucking money back. You stole and you need to be punished. I like you, Ali. You seem like a decent person. But you stole and you must face the consequences of that bad decision."

"You can't do that! Please don't. It will ruin my life. I'll do anything. I'll pay you back and babysit for free. From now on. Any time you want." Sarah almost chuckled at how predictable this played out. It seemed to be a carbon copy of her night so far..

He stared at her for a long minute. Then played the next video of her and Sarah drinking before it jumped to Sarah spread open on the edge of the hot tub cumming loudly with All's tongue licking her pussy.

The scene looked like a professional porno.

Abject humiliation is the only way to describe Ali's expression as her mouth dropped open. Mr. Michaels continued more calmly, "What am I supposed to do about that? I'm not going to be accused by your parents of condoning or even allowing this in my house. Underage drinking? And sex?"

"You CAN'T tell my parents. Oh my god! Please Mr. Michaels. You can't do that! What would they say?!" Ali howled in panic with more tears rolling down her cheeks.

"Ali, I don't want any of this. I don't want to get you in trouble. But you have put me in a bad position. And you stole from me. This is all your doing. You are going to have to come to terms with the penalties for doing so."

Ali looked at him and calmed herself. "Mr. Michaels. I will do anything. Please, can we just keep this between us. Please don't have me arrested and tell my parents what I did."

Mr. Michaels stayed quiet. Sarah could tell he simply waited to see what she wanted to offer as a bargain. But Ali just sat there. Pleading with her eyes as tears continuing to stream down her face. "I don't see what else there is to talk about. You've given me no choice. I'll have to notify the authorities and your parents tomorrow. It's time to leave All." Mr. Michaels stood and motioned for her to get up and leave. Sarah wrestled with the idea of going downstairs to intervene. The setup didn't seem to be working. Maybe Ali just needed someone to make the suggestion for her. Sarah started walking for the door when she heard All talk.

"I'm a virgin Mr. Michaels. I will give you my virginity if you will keep this all secret. Please don't tell anyone."

Sarah stopped and went back to watch the TV. There it was. She offered herself. She offered sex. Just like Sarah herself had done. Ali would follow Sarah and Jenny's path.

Mr. Michaels didn't say anything and let Ali's offer hang in the air. "That is a big offer Ali. Are you sure you are prepared to do that?"

Ali sat quiet for a minute weighing the implications of what she had just said. "Yes. I will do that if you will keep everything secret. And won't get me arrested."

"All, I don't want to hurt you. And I am not doing anything To you.

You are doing this on your own. You created this issue. I am willing to accept what you are offering in exchange for looking the other way.

But only because you are offering it to me, and not me demanding it of you." He paused. "Do you understand?"

Stone-faced, All nodded. "Yes. I understand."

"I want to make sure you do and what this means. We will be having sex. But only if it is consensual and you are completely willing. I will not force a girl to have sex with me. This is your offer to me to get out of the situation you have put yourself in. And when I say willing, I want you to understand that I am a very dominant person. I will expect you to be completely submissive to me. Willingly submissive. Willing to do anything you are told without question. And not just once. But for as long as I tell you. Are you really sure that is what you are willing to do? Is that what you want Ali?"

All visibly gulped and told him, "Yes. If it will get me out of this mess, I am willing to do it."

Mr. Michaels nodded. "You will be mine to use as I want until I tell you otherwise. Tell me you understand that."

"I understand," she said while nodding.

"You will not be allowed to say yes to some things and no to others. You will always agree to do what you are told. Tell me you understand that."

"I understand," she said again nodding, visibly accepting what she had agreed to.

"I understand, SIR!" he reiterated strongly.

"I understand, sir!" she repeated.

Mr. Michaels nodded and took out his phone. "First, you are going to state on video that you are offering to be my prostitute for money. And that you are eighteen. I want it on the record that you are offering this to me of your own free accord."

"I have to say that on video?" she asked.

"Yes, All. I am not going to agree to this and do it only to have you come back and say something like I forced you or raped you. You are going to be on record offering me consensual sex for money like a common whore. So you can't ever claim otherwise. Is that a problem? Should we stop this now?" he questioned somewhat emphatically, even a little angrily.