He caressed her, and smiled as she trembled at his touch. His hands ran the length of her long lithe body, stopping to tweak her nipples, then on down to her pussy where he slid a finger into her luscious slit. Her pussy was shaved, (he had shaved it) and he loved the sight of it. She wiggled, writhed at his touch. He stood back and looked at her. She was beautiful, tall and thin, blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her tits were very large and firm, her pussy full and plump, her clit not quite peeking out of the folds.
What made her more lovely is the fact that she was all his. Her hands tied and chained to a rope in the ceiling, her feet spread wide and tied to the floor. She was gagged. ALL HIS. They were alone in a large barn which he had renovated for his needs. It was basically one very large bedroom/torture chamber. If you looked around, you would see various whips, chains, gags, clamps, clips, dildoes, and other implements of sex and torture. The girl hanging in the rope was all of 18 years old. He did not care about her, save that she satisfy his deepest, darkest needs.
He picked up a small whip, and walked over to the girl. "I am going to whip you now, just to show you that I can, and will, whip you when the mood strikes me to do so." He raised the whip and brought it down on her left breast. She tried to scream through the gag, but before the scream could escape her throat, he lay the whip upon her right breast. She writhed and moaned in the ropes. He raised the whip and brought it down upon her breast again,
He loved watching her face as the whip raised bright red welts upon her tits. He was in no way done with her. He picked up a leather halter and tied it across her tits. He grabbed her nipples and pulled her tits through the holes in the front of the halter. Her tits were now firmly tied, the leather digging into her tender flesh. He leaned down and sucked her nipples, nipping and then, biting each one. She cried as his teeth caressed her tender whipped nipples. Inspite of her predicament, her nipples grew long and hard. He chuckled, and put his hand in her hair. He pulled it as his other hand slid down her stomach to her pussy. He parted her pussy lips and began to stroke her clit. She squirmed and writhed, trying to avoid his probing finger. He dug it into her cunt, roughly fucking her with it. Then he added another finger, and still another. She groaned in pain as his fingers stretched her pussy wide. "You are mine, and I will have you as I please. You will learn to please me, or you will be punished." He whispered to her as he pulled his fingers out of her.
He stood away from her and undressed. His cock was hard and pulsing. He picked up the whip again, and caressed her nipples with it. She moaned. He began to stroke his cock as he raised the whip and brought it down on the end of her left nipple. Again and again, the whip caressed her tender, tied tits. He moaned, and his cock began to swell. She writhed in her ropes, unable to escape the blow of the whip. He grinned and lay the whip upon her red, welted tits. As she tried to scream through her gag, he shot his cum all over her naked mound. He relaxed with a sigh, then turned and left. She hung there her mind in turmoil. She knew she could not escape, and knew that he would be back. She wished that if she could not escape, that she could die. She would not be so lucky.
Several hours passed before he returned. He untied her feet, and then her arms. Her arms were numb from being above her head, and when he cut her down, she could not use them. He led her to a low chair, and pushed her into it. He tied her hands behind her back, her legs spread wide. When she was tied securely, he removed her gag. As she opened her mouth to scream, he stuffed something in it. He quickly adjusted the ring gag before she knew what had happened. Now her mouth was securely held open, forming a perfect ' O' . She could make noises, and even scream, but she could not talk. With her arms behind her back, her tied tits were thrust forward, presented for his use. Her hairless pussy, open, vulnerable.
He was naked. He picked up a short, flat leather strap, and moved to stand before her face. The low chair she sat on, made her mouth level with his cock. She stared wide eyed as he began to stroke it in front of her face. Suddenly, he slapped her naked cunt with the strap! She exploded in a scream as the leather found her sensitive pussy lips and stung them. Again he slapped her cunt. She writhed and cried in the chair, watched his cock as it began to pulse in his hand. He put one hand in her hair and stepped forward. She turned her head as he pushed his cock to her ringed lips. He yanked her hair, and pulled her back. His cock slid into that warm wet hole, and he moaned. Pulling her hair, he forced her head up and down on his cock. He wished she could suck it, but that would be later. He thrust into her mouth, then down into her throat. She gagged and he pulled out to let her get some air, then pushed his throbbing cock down her throat again. He fucked it, as if it were her cunt. He groaned, thrust harder and faster. He brought the belt down on her pussy once again, and when she tried to scream with his cock buried deep in her throat, the spasms milked his cock. He shot his load down her throat and into her stomach. He held her head on his cock until it was soft, then pulled out and walked away. He had said not a word. Her throat hurt like hell, her pussy and nipples were on fire. "God, what else could he do to her?" she asked herself. As it turned out, he could, and would do, alot more.
That evening he untied her hands, and cuffed them in front of her. He released her feet, removed her gag, and pulled her out of the chair. He led her to the bathroom where he told her to shower. He watched as the water cascaded down her skin. She did not say anything, as her mouth was sore from being held open. He saw her work her jaw to loosen it as she soaped her lithe young body. She washed her hair, and the rest of her body slowly, carefully, as best she could with her cuffed hands, trying to remove every scent of him from herself. He laughed quietly. This was fine with him, she would have his scent upon her soon enough. He held out a towel and told her to step into it. She did as he said and he dried her off. He led her to the other room where he sat her at a small table and chained her feet to a ring in the floor. He fixed her some dinner, and watched as she refused to eat it. He picked up the whip and lay it on the table and told her "eat". She chose not to argue, and quietly began eating. She was hungry, and it did not take long for her to clean the plate. Then he led her to the bed in the corner, chained her foot to it, and left her to sleep.
When she awoke the next morning, she did not see him anywhere. She tried to get the cuff and chain off of her ankle to no avail. The cuff was metal, the chain strong and the lock huge. She was not going to get it off. She lay back in the bed and wondered why he was doing this to her. Oh she knew it was sex he wanted, however strange it might be, but why her? She lay there silently, tears falling down her cheeks. She curled up and tried to go back to sleep.
A while later he returned. He smiled at her curled form as he walked to the bed. He knew she was awake. He leaned down and drew a collar out of his pocket. He fastened it on her neck, even though she struggled against it. He was a big man,
and very strong. She did not stand a chance. He attached a length of chain to the collar and locked it to a ring in the floor. She could now move about enough to go the the bathroom if she needed to. He was not worried about her attacking him, as there was nothing in the room within her reach that she could use against him. She remained on the bed, not speaking. He sat at the table and watched her. Sometime later, she got up and headed for the bathroom. He grabbed her as she walked by and pushed her, face down over the table. "I have to pee !!" she cried out. He laughed and forced her legs apart.and reached down to her pussy. Stroking it lightly at first, then harder. Suddenly she screamed as he pushed 3 fingers all at once into her pussy, twisted and turned them, opening her hole wide. She struggled and he held her down firmly, and began finger fucking her. She cried as his fingers dug in and out of her. He could feel that her bladder was full, and he caressed it from inside her pussy. She moaned and cried as her need to pee built within her. He knew that most persons could not pee themselves, a result of 'potty training'. But he wanted her to pee for him. Wanted it here and now. To make her pee down her legs and onto the floor would be a sure way of humiliating her, and letting her know how much control he really had over her. He began to put more pressure on her pussy as he whispered, "do it, pee for me."
She struggled and he leaned down on her to hold her more firmly. His fingers fucking in and out of her, pushing against her bladder. "Come on slave, piss for me !!!" he demanded. She cried all the harder as he dug his fingers into her more cruelly, his thumb on her clit. She was wildly bucking her ass, trying to get away from his probing fingers, to relieve the pressure on her bladder. Then, he felt the beginning of wetness on his hand. He dug his fingers in deeper still and then squeezed. He was rewarded with her cry of shame as she let her piss flow freely onto his hand and the floor. He held her there until the stream stopped. Then released her. She covered her face with her hands and cried. He went to the bathroom, washed his hands and brought back a mop. He handed it to her and told her to clean up her mess. She meekly did as he told her to do. He took the mop from her and rinsed it out, put it away, and left.
When he returned, she was once again on the bed, curled up and softly crying. He sat on the edge of the bed and lightly caressed her hair. He spoke to her. "You see, you really do belong to me, even if you don't believe so now. I can make you do ANYTHING I want you to do. And you will do so without question, eagerly, once you have learned your lessons." She moaned and shook her head no. He left her to ponder her predicament, and hoped she would realize the truth of his words. He went out for groceries, and other needed things. When he returned several hours later, she was still on the bed. He said nothing to her, but went about the room gathering various lengths of rope. He tied some of the ropes to rings in the old barn wall, and threaded two more ropes to rings in the beams of the ceiling. He went to the girl. She struggled as he put cuffs on her ankles and hands. He laughed at her feeble attempt to stop him. He unchained her foot and dragged her to the wall. There he tied the ropes to her wrist cuffs. She tried to kick him and he put his arm across her chest and leaned on her. His mouth crashed down on hers in a hard, demanding kiss, taking her breath away. He managed to grab her legs and pull her off her feet. She hung from the wall by her wrists. He threaded the ceiling ropes through the rings on her ankle cuffs, and dropped her feet.
She did not know what was going on, she screamed and struggled against the ropes. He began to pull the ceiling ropes. Her feet came off the floor, her legs spreading wider and wider as he pulled the ropes. Finally, she was spread eagle in the air, her cunt exactly the heighth of his cock. She writhed in the bonds and he told her, "the more you struggle, the more you will hurt yourself. You may struggle if you wish, I rather enjoy the sight, but any harm done to you, you will have done yourself." As his words sank in, she stopped struggling. Be damned if she would give him the pleasure of seeing her struggle! "YOU SON OF A BITCH" she screamed at him. The sound of his laughter sent chills up her spine.
"You will pay dearly for that remark my lovely. But, for the moment, I only desire the use of your cunt." He stepped between her legs and stroked her pussy. Then he leaned down and kissed her clit, running his tongue over and around it. He nibbled her pussy lips, thrust his tongue into her as far as he could and fucked her with it. She tasted so sweet, so hot. She moaned and began to wiggle in the ropes, unable to resist his hot probing tongue. She was getting wetter, getting closer to cumming when he suddenly stopped. He thrust his cock into her dripping pussy making her cry out as he stretched her open. He stood still and took her hips in his hands. He pushed her away from him, then pulled her back, swinging her in the ropes, forcing her pussy onto his cock. She thrashed in the ropes, half from fear and pain, half from pleasure. Back and forth he pushed her, watching as her pussy impaled itself on his cock. He loved watching it sink into her, and come out shining with her juices...He felt her pussy begin to clamp down on his cock. He moved her faster and faster on his cock, and then when he too was ready to cum, he thrust forward, as he pulled her back. She screamed as his cock hit bottom and he held her there, her pussy squeezing, sucking his cock until he dumped his hot cum deep into her pussy. She writhed and moaned and finally her body went rigid as she came on his still throbbing cock.
When his cock grew soft, he withdrew. He gently lowered her feet to the floor, then untied her hands. She collapsed against him and he carried her to the bed. He lay her down and fastened her foot to the chain. He stroked her hair and said, "see, you even like it. You love the way I use your hot pussy. It makes you cum." She shook her head in denial, and he chuckled. "Lying to me is not a wise idea my dear. Your pussy was as hot and wet as any cunt in heat. When you came, your pussy nearly squeezed my cock off. Oh yes, you like it my little slave, and soon, you will not only admit it, you will beg for it."
For several days, he let her eat and rest, during which time he hung a large blanket across one corner of the barn. She could hear him as he worked and hummed behind the blanket, but she could see nothing. Wondering what he was up to she asked, "what are you doing back there?" She heard him chuckle as he answered, "shall we say it is a sort of gift for you. One I am sure I will love seeing you have." He went back to work, and she wondered what he meant.
He caressed her, and smiled as she trembled at his touch. His hands ran the length of her long lithe body, stopping to tweak her nipples, then on down to her pussy where he slid a finger into her luscious slit. Her pussy was shaved, (he had shaved it) and he loved the sight of it. She wiggled, writhed at his touch. He stood back and looked at her. She was beautiful, tall and thin, blonde hair and big blue eyes. Her tits were very large and firm, her pussy full and plump, her clit not quite peeking out of the folds.
What made her more lovely is the fact that she was all his. Her hands tied and chained to a rope in the ceiling, her feet spread wide and tied to the floor. She was gagged. ALL HIS. They were alone in a large barn which he had renovated for his needs. It was basically one very large bedroom/torture chamber. If you looked around, you would see various whips, chains, gags, clamps, clips, dildoes, and other implements of sex and torture. The girl hanging in the rope was all of 18 years old. He did not care about her, save that she satisfy his deepest, darkest needs.
He picked up a small whip, and walked over to the girl. "I am going to whip you now, just to show you that I can, and will, whip you when the mood strikes me to do so." He raised the whip and brought it down on her left breast. She tried to scream through the gag, but before the scream could escape her throat, he lay the whip upon her right breast. She writhed and moaned in the ropes. He raised the whip and brought it down upon her breast again,
He loved watching her face as the whip raised bright red welts upon her tits. He was in no way done with her. He picked up a leather halter and tied it across her tits. He grabbed her nipples and pulled her tits through the holes in the front of the halter. Her tits were now firmly tied, the leather digging into her tender flesh. He leaned down and sucked her nipples, nipping and then, biting each one. She cried as his teeth caressed her tender whipped nipples. Inspite of her predicament, her nipples grew long and hard. He chuckled, and put his hand in her hair. He pulled it as his other hand slid down her stomach to her pussy. He parted her pussy lips and began to stroke her clit. She squirmed and writhed, trying to avoid his probing finger. He dug it into her cunt, roughly fucking her with it. Then he added another finger, and still another. She groaned in pain as his fingers stretched her pussy wide. "You are mine, and I will have you as I please. You will learn to please me, or you will be punished." He whispered to her as he pulled his fingers out of her.
He stood away from her and undressed. His cock was hard and pulsing. He picked up the whip again, and caressed her nipples with it. She moaned. He
began to stroke his cock as he raised the whip and
brought it down on the end of her left nipple. Again and again, the whip caressed her tender, tied tits. He moaned, and his cock began to swell. She writhed in her ropes, unable to escape the blow of the whip. He grinned and lay the whip upon her red, welted tits. As she tried to scream through her gag, he shot his cum all over her naked mound. He relaxed with a sigh, then turned and left. She hung there her mind in turmoil. She knew she could not escape, and knew that he would be back. She wished that if she could not escape, that she could die. She would not be so lucky.
Several hours passed before he returned. He untied her feet, and then her arms. Her arms were numb from being above her head, and when he cut her down, she could not use them. He led her to a low chair, and pushed her into it. He tied her hands behind her back, her legs spread wide. When she was tied securely, he removed her gag. As she opened her mouth to scream, he stuffed something in it. He quickly adjusted the ring gag before she knew what had happened. Now her mouth was securely held open, forming a perfect ' O' . She could make noises, and even scream, but she could not talk. With her arms behind her back, her tied tits were thrust forward, presented for his use. Her hairless pussy, open, vulnerable.
He was naked. He picked up a short, flat leather strap, and moved to stand before her face. The low chair she sat on, made her mouth level with
his cock. She stared wide eyed as he began to stroke it in front of her face. Suddenly, he slapped her naked cunt with the strap! She exploded in a scream as the leather found her sensitive pussy lips and stung them. Again he slapped her
cunt. She writhed and cried in the chair, watched his cock as it began to pulse in his hand. He put one hand in her hair and stepped forward. She turned her head as he pushed his cock to her ringed lips. He yanked her hair, and pulled her back. His cock slid into that warm wet hole, and he moaned. Pulling her hair, he forced her head up and down on his cock. He wished she could suck it, but that would be later. He thrust into her mouth, then down into her throat. She gagged and he pulled out to let her get some air, then pushed his throbbing cock down her throat again. He fucked it, as if it were her cunt. He groaned, thrust harder and faster. He brought the belt down on her pussy once again, and when she tried to scream with his cock buried deep in her throat, the spasms milked his cock. He shot his load down her throat and into her stomach. He held her head on his cock until it was soft, then pulled out and walked away. He had said not a word. Her throat hurt like hell, her pussy and nipples were on fire. "God, what else could he do to her?" she asked herself. As it turned out, he could, and would do, alot more.
That evening he untied her hands, and cuffed them in front of her. He released her feet, removed her gag, and pulled her out of the chair. He led her to the bathroom where he told her to shower. He watched as the water cascaded down her skin. She did not say anything, as her mouth was sore from being held open. He saw her work her jaw to loosen it as she soaped her lithe young body. She washed her hair, and the rest of her body slowly, carefully, as best she could with her cuffed hands, trying to remove every scent of him from herself. He laughed quietly. This was fine with him, she would have his scent upon her soon enough. He held out a towel and told her to step into it. She did as he said and he dried her off. He led her to the other room where he sat her at a small table and chained her feet to a ring in the floor. He fixed her some dinner, and watched as she refused to eat it. He picked up the whip and lay it on the table and told her "eat". She chose not to argue, and quietly began eating. She was hungry, and it did not take long for her to clean the plate. Then he led her to the bed in the corner, chained her foot to it, and left her to sleep.
When she awoke the next morning, she did not see him anywhere. She tried to get the cuff and chain off of her ankle to no avail. The cuff was metal, the chain strong and the lock huge. She was not going to get it off. She lay back in the bed and wondered why he was doing this to her. Oh she knew it was sex he wanted, however strange it might be, but why her? She lay there silently, tears falling down her cheeks. She curled up and tried to go back to sleep.
A while later he returned. He smiled at her curled form as he walked to the bed. He knew she was awake. He leaned down and drew a collar out of his pocket. He fastened it on her neck, even though she struggled against it. He was a big man,
and very strong. She did not stand a chance. He attached a length of chain to the collar and locked it to a ring in the floor. She could now move about enough to go the the bathroom if she needed to. He was not worried about her attacking him, as there was nothing in the room within her reach that she could use against him. She remained on the bed, not speaking. He sat at the table and watched her. Sometime later, she got up and headed for the bathroom. He grabbed her as she walked by and pushed her, face down over the table. "I have to pee !!" she cried out. He laughed and forced her legs apart.and reached down to her pussy. Stroking it lightly at first, then harder. Suddenly she screamed as he pushed 3 fingers all at once into her pussy, twisted and turned them, opening her hole wide. She struggled and he held her down firmly, and began finger fucking her. She cried as his fingers dug in and out of her. He could feel that her bladder was full, and he caressed it from inside her pussy. She moaned and cried as her need to pee built within her. He knew that most persons could not pee themselves, a result of 'potty training'. But he wanted her to pee for him. Wanted it here and now. To make her pee down her legs and onto the floor would be a sure way of humiliating her, and letting her know how much control he really had over her. He began to put more pressure on her pussy as he whispered, "do it, pee for me."
She struggled and he leaned down on her to hold her more firmly. His fingers fucking in and out of her, pushing against her bladder. "Come on slave, piss for me !!!" he demanded. She cried all the harder as he dug his fingers into her more cruelly, his thumb on her clit. She was wildly bucking her ass, trying to get away from his probing fingers, to relieve the pressure on her bladder. Then, he felt the beginning of wetness on his hand. He dug his fingers in deeper still and then squeezed. He was rewarded with her cry of shame as she let her piss flow freely onto his hand and the floor. He held her there until the stream stopped. Then released her. She covered her face with her hands and cried. He went to the bathroom, washed his hands and brought back a mop. He handed it to her and told her to clean up her mess. She meekly did as he told her to do. He took the mop from her and rinsed it out, put it away, and left.
When he returned, she was once again on the bed, curled up and softly crying. He sat on the edge of the bed and lightly caressed her hair. He spoke to her. "You see, you really do belong to me, even if you don't believe so now. I can make you do ANYTHING I want you to do. And you will do so without question, eagerly, once you have learned your lessons." She moaned and shook her head no. He left her to ponder her predicament, and hoped she would realize the truth of his words. He went out for groceries, and other needed things. When he returned several hours later, she was still on the bed. He said nothing to her, but went about the room gathering various lengths of rope. He tied some of the ropes to rings in the old barn wall, and threaded two more ropes to rings in the beams of the ceiling. He went to the girl. She struggled as he put cuffs on her ankles and hands. He laughed at her feeble attempt to stop him. He unchained her foot and dragged her to the wall. There he tied the ropes to her wrist cuffs. She tried to kick him and he put his arm across her chest and leaned on her. His mouth crashed down on hers in a hard, demanding kiss, taking her breath away. He managed to grab her legs and pull her off her feet. She hung from the wall by her wrists. He threaded the ceiling ropes through the rings on her ankle cuffs, and dropped her feet.
She did not know what was going on, she screamed and struggled against the ropes. He began to pull the ceiling ropes. Her feet came off the floor, her legs spreading wider and wider as he pulled the ropes. Finally, she was spread eagle in the air, her cunt exactly the heighth of his cock. She writhed in the bonds and he told her, "the more you struggle, the more you will hurt yourself. You may struggle if you wish, I rather enjoy the sight, but any harm done to you, you will have done yourself." As his words sank in, she stopped struggling. Be damned if she would give him the pleasure of seeing her struggle! "YOU SON OF A BITCH" she screamed at him. The sound of his laughter sent chills up her spine.
"You will pay dearly for that remark my lovely. But, for the moment, I only desire the use of your cunt." He stepped between her legs and stroked her pussy. Then he leaned down and kissed her clit, running his tongue over and around it. He nibbled her pussy lips, thrust his tongue into her as far as he could and fucked her with it. She tasted so sweet, so hot. She moaned and began to wiggle in the ropes, unable to resist his hot probing tongue. She was getting wetter, getting closer to cumming when he suddenly stopped. He thrust his cock into her dripping pussy making her cry out as he stretched her open. He stood still and took her hips in his hands. He pushed her away from him, then pulled her back, swinging her in the ropes, forcing her pussy onto his cock. She thrashed in the ropes, half from fear and pain, half from pleasure. Back and forth he pushed her, watching as her pussy impaled itself on his cock. He loved watching it sink into her, and come out shining with her juices...He felt her pussy begin to clamp down on his cock. He moved her faster and faster on his cock, and then when he too was ready to cum, he thrust forward, as he pulled her back. She screamed as his cock hit bottom and he held her there, her pussy squeezing, sucking his cock until he dumped his hot cum deep into her pussy. She writhed and moaned and finally her body went rigid as she came on his still throbbing cock.
When his cock grew soft, he withdrew. He gently lowered her feet to the floor, then untied her hands. She collapsed against him and he carried her to the bed. He lay her down and fastened her foot to the chain. He stroked her hair and said, "see, you even like it. You love the way I use your hot pussy. It makes you cum." She shook her head in denial, and he chuckled. "Lying to me is not a wise idea my dear. Your pussy was as hot and wet as any cunt in heat. When you came, your pussy nearly squeezed my cock off. Oh yes, you like it my little slave, and soon, you will not only admit it, you will beg for it."
For several days, he let her eat and rest, during which time he hung a large blanket across one corner of the barn. She could hear him as he worked and hummed behind the blanket, but she could see nothing. Wondering what he was up to she asked, "what are you doing back there?" She heard him chuckle as he answered, "shall we say it is a sort of gift for you. One I am sure I will love seeing you have." He went back to work, and she wondered what he meant.
Angry, he rose and stood over her. He unchained her foot, and drug her by her hair to the rope in the center of the ceiling. He quickly cuffed and tied her hands to it. He pulled the rope until her feet were off the floor, then caught her kicking legs and tied each of her feet to the rings in the floor. She hung now, as she did when he first brought her here. He picked up the leather halter, and firmly tied her tits into it. He bit her nipples as they hardened. Then he picked a long leather strap from the wall. Without a word, he lay the strap firmly across her ass. She screamed as it stung her tender flesh. Again and again, he stung her ass with the strap, his cock hardening at the sight of her welts. Her ass was not all he intended to whip. He moved to her front and caressed her nipples with the edge of the strap. She moaned, "no, please, no!!" He ignored her, and she screamed again as the strap landed on her nipples.
She writhed and cried as he lay the strap upon her tender flesh. Then he told her, "this punishment is for several reasons, the first being, you spoke without properly addressing me 'master'. the second being that you refused to commit to obeying me. The third, simply because it is my desire to whip you, and the fourth reason is,YOU enjoy it!" She writhed more in the ropes as she shook her head and screamed out "NO NO NO!!! I DON'T!!! " He raised the strap to her lips and told her, "kiss it, kiss the strap before it punishes you for that lie." She turned her head away and he shrugged. She watched as his hand swung the strap behind him. She realized in a split second it was not aimed at her nipples. He brought the strap up right between her spread legs. It found her shaved sensitive pussy lips and landed with a loud 'smack'. He had not hit her hard enough to damage her, but certainly enough to cause some pain. She screamed and writhed in the ropes, unable to protect her cunt from the strap, and his will. Once again, she screamed as the strap landed again on that most sensitive area.
After the second swat, he dropped the strap, and pulling her face to his, he kissed her deeply as he drove 3 fingers into her cunt. He fucked them into her as deep as he could, then pulled them out. He released her lips, and showed her his fingers. Her juice coated them, running down his hand. "See, you did lie to me. You love this, you want it, it makes you hot. Tell me little slave, do you wish to admit it, or do you wish me to punish you in a way that is not so very pleasurable?"
Glenda had stopped crying, she knew he spoke the truth. She looked him in the eye and said, "yes master, I love it ! I want it! I need it! Please master, fuck me good!" He picked up the strap again, and put the long thick handle to her lips. "kiss it slave" he told her. She kissed it without hesitation. He smiled and as he leaned down to suck on her tender whipped nipples, he drove the handle of the strap into her pussy. He fucked her hard and deep, and cruelly. He heard her cries of pain and pleasure, and his own need arose. He would do nothing for himself right now, he was concerned only with her. As the handle fucked into her he told her, "come on slave, tell me how much you love it, how much you want to cum. Beg me to fuck it into you harder !" Glenda screamed out "YES, YES OH GOD YES MASTER, FUCK IT INTO ME USE MY PUSSY, LET ME CUM FOR YOU!!!" He picked up the pace, driving it into her relentlessly. Her juice flowed down the handle into his hand. Then, her body went rigid, a scream froze upon her lips. Her body convulsed in the ropes, her muscles flowed as if they rode on ocean waves. She came and came and came for him. Finally, she could cum no more. He smiled at her and did not remove the handle from her cunt. He told her he wanted to see it remain there, that she must hold it in her pussy for him. "Yes, Master" she meekly replied.
He left her there for several hours, then released her, and removed the strap handle from her still dripping pussy. Once again chained her foot to the bed. He fixed dinner, only one plate. Her eyes were wide, she was still hungry, and thought he would not feed her. "please, Master, I am hungry" she said. He smiled and motioned for her to sit at the table with him. She ate eagerly as he fed her from his own plate. Yes, she was almost completely his. He knew that he would ask her to do things she would refuse to do now and then, but she would learn, she was slave and had no choice. He would not stop until she was fully, and COMPLETELY his to command, until she obeyed EVERY command given her.
In the days and weeks that followed, she learned quickly to please him. She never denied him any request. The day he had told her to suck his cock, she hesitated only a second, but it was long enough. He took the paddle from the wall and made her count each swat, and gave her ten of them. She was more eager to please after that. She knelt before him and gingerly kissed the head of his hard cock. She followed his instructions. She licked the length of it, licked and sucked on his balls, little nibbled his thighs. Then she opened her mouth and he slid into the warm wetness of it. "Suck on it" he told her, and she did. This was strange to her, but she did it. He held her head in his hands and began to thrust his cock in and out of her mouth. "yes! what a good little slave you are!" He whispered as his cock swelled and throbbed on her hot tongue. She sucked and licked harder still, and was rewarded when his hot cum flooded into her mouth. She was taken by surprise, and spit it out. She was immediately afraid he would punish her. Instead, he laughed. He saw his cum run down her chin and drip onto her breasts. He stroked her hair, and said, "I will not punish you this time, but next time, you must swallow it, and continue to suck me until I am dry, or I will punish you, understood?" She immediately responded, "Yes, Master, thank you Master".
And so the time passed for the two of them. She eager to please, he enjoying the pleasure. She came to him no matter his command. She often begged him to fuck her ass as well as her cunt. Many times she requested that he whip her because she had been 'bad' . Still, he knew she was not his, not fully. It was time to show her this, and teach her to give of herself without reservation to any command he gave her. He left early one afternoon telling her to bathe and be ready for his return.
He returned sometime later and she eagerly greeted him, spreading her self upon the bed for him to inspect her cleanliness. He grinned. Then she saw the man behind him! She squealed and grabbed the blanket, pulling it up over her nakedness. He calmly reached down and pulled the blanket down. "This is John. He is my friend, and I want you to fuck him while I watch you. It is my command". Her eyes opened wide as she stuttered, "NO master!!! please don't ask me to do that !! " He said, "I am NOT asking, I am commanding, FUCK HIM and fuck him well." Still she curled up and said, "NO I can't, I am sorry master!" He shook his head and reached for the paddle on the wall. Grabbing her hair, he pulled her over his knee and began her punishment. He whacked her harder then he ever had and she screamed. "I will stop the spanking when you beg to fuck him" he told her. She cried as the paddle again found her ass cheeks, turning them bright red.
"OK OK master, I will fuck him for you!!" She cried out. She would do anything to stop the paddle. He pushed her to the floor and motioned to his friend. "Use her", he told him. Then he sat at the table and watched. The man pushed his cock to her lips as she sat on the floor. Immediately she took it between her lips and began to suck it. Her master watched as she did the cock in her mouth fine justice, licking and sucking not only the cock but the balls too. He smiled. His friend then turned her to kneel on the floor. He spread her legs wide and without mercy, drove his cock deeply into her pussy. He slapped her ass as he drove it into her, hard and fast. He had never used a girl without worry of pleasing her too. He was enjoying this, because he did not intend to please her. When his cock began to swell, he slowed, then pulled out of her pussy. He aimed his cock at her tight little ass and pushed. She screamed as his rather large cock split her ass apart and drove in deeply with one thrust. She opened her eyes to see her master sitting on the floor beside her. He stroked her hair and told her, "move your ass and fuck him. I want to see him fill you with his hot cum. Fuck him, make him cum for me." She barely whispered, "yes master."
She began to thrust her ass back to meet the mans cock. Driving her asshole down to the base of his rock hard cock, clenching her muscles to milk it as she rode it. Faster and faster she bucked against him, wiggling her ass each time she pulled away. Then she cried out, "PLEASE FUCK ME HARDER, SLAP MY ASS AND MAKE ME CUM !!! " This surprised her master, and the man fucking her. He began to slap her ass and she went into a frenzy of fucking him, begging him, "yes yes yes, fuck me!! bury that hard cock in my ass. Let me feel your hot cum in my belly !!! " The man could not hold out. He grabbed her hips and ground his cock into her ass and shot his hot cum deep into her guts. "OHH" she cried as he came in her.
The mans cock grew soft, and he withdrew. He thanked her master, dressed and left. Her master was looking at her with love on his face. He told her, "I know you did not cum." She said "no, I did not, master, but did I please him and you my master?" He then told her, "no matter who I tell you to fuck, or who fucks you, unless it is me, you are NEVER allowed to cum, Is that understood?" She smiled and replied, "yes, Master". He kissed her gently and lay her on the floor. He mounted her and slowly, lovingly fucked her until both of them had cum.
The day came when he no longer chained her foot. She was allowed complete freedom. He believed her to be trustworthy after 2 years of confinement, and he was right. She would not even consider leaving him, let alone do it. She was happy with him, she loved him. Lately though, it had occurred to him that he was getting soft on her. Oh she was the perfect slave, even when punished for imagined wrongs. But he felt the need to have her once again know that he was her master, he wanted her to show that she would still obey his every command. He went out that morning, and when he returned several hours later told her to prepare for guests that evening. She raised a brow, but did not question. She tidied up the barn, then showered.
That evening there came a knock at the door. He opened it, and invited his guests in. Two men, and a woman. He commanded her, "greet them warmly slave". She did as commanded and kissed each of the guests, even the woman. He smiled and took her hand. "This is my slave, Glenda. She will entertain us tonight by showing you that she will obey every command she is given." He turned to Glenda and said, "you will obey them, as if they spoke for me, because in fact they are." She curtsied lightly and replied, "yes, master".
Everyone sat around enjoying drinks and talking as Glenda served them. Then one of the men said to her. "remove your clothes slave." She immediately did as he commanded, and stood before them naked. They ohhhed and ahhhed over her lovely body. Then the same man reached out and pushed his hand between her legs. "Rub your cunt on my hand slave." Again she did as commanded until he removed his hand. She looked at her master, and he was smiling. The next man called her over. "beg me to pinch your nipples slave" he commanded her. She looked at him and said, "please, please pinch my nipples master, pinch them hard!!" A soft moan escaped her lips as he did indeed pinch them hard.
She was allowed to serve them again. Her master watched her, and she was happy to please him. Then she was taken by surprise as the woman spoke, "slave, get over here ! Stand before me and spread your legs wide!" Glenda looked at her master. Her hesitation did not please him. She hurried to obey the woman. How bad could it be? she thought to herself. Getting groped was nothing. She stood before the woman, legs spread wide. Then she gasped as the woman reached out and drove her fingers deeply into her pussy. She pulled Glenda forward as she leaned down. Glenda gasped again as the womans tongue snaked out and found her sensitive clit. The woman then pushed Glenda to the floor. Glenda looked to her master for help and saw she would get none. The woman spread her pussy lips and dove in. She licked and sucked, kissed and nuzzled the slaves pussy. Glenda was shocked, and upset. Her body did not immediately respond to the womans hot sucking mouth.
Her master saw this and became angry. The woman noticed Glendas hesitation, and moved away from her pussy. She shook her head and turned to Glendas master, "is she not yet trained, or poorly trained?" He glared at Glenda. He stood and pulled her from the floor. He marched her to the center of the room and quickly tied her hands as before to the ceiling. He then turned to his guests and said, ""each of you may select a strap or a whip, and punish her as you see fit."
Glenda cried out. "NO !!! I am sorry master, I will be pleasing!! She just took me by surprise!!" He wrapped his hand in her hair, pulled her face close to his and said, "a slave is not supposed to be surprised, but to expect, and respond." He roughly released her hair and stepped aside. He went to his chair and took up his drink. Glenda watched as the strange men and woman selected their method of punishment for her. One man chose the riding crop, the other a wide strap. The woman oh the woman was going to be cruel. She chose a dildo. A very large dildo that had never been used on Glenda. It was fully 12 inches long and at least 5 in diameter.
With no further delay, the woman came to her. She put the dildo between Glendas spread legs, and pushed. She pushed it hard, never letting up. Glenda screamed as she felt the dildo begin to split her hairless pussy. The man with the riding crop chose that moment to lay it across her ass. Once, twice, three times he stroked her with the crop, making her writhe on the impaling dildo in her cunt. They laughed at her as she wiggled and groaned. The man with the strap teased her nipples with it. He caressed them with it, watched as they grew hard. Then he raised the strap and lay it on her nipple.
How she moaned, and writhed as the guests worked her over, punishing her!!! She saw her master watching. He had taken off his clothes, and his cock was hard, pulsing as he watched them use her. Just as she was about to beg him to forgive her, she felt something warm and wet on her pussy. The woman had knelt down and began to lick her slit. Glenda moaned. The woman fucked the dildo into her, and sucked her clit at the same time. The two men stroked their cocks as they continued to whip her.
Glenda was nearly ready to explode, when she heard her masters voice, "remember Glenda, you are not allowed to cum for them." He said it softly, knowing she heard. Her heart pounded in her chest. She had nearly forgotten that rule. Her master was being kind in reminding her. Unfortunately for Glenda, the guests heard it too. Each man suddenly leaned down and began to suck her nipples. They squeezed her ass, pushing her into the womans hot sucking mouth. One of the men took over the dildo, and began to fuck it into her faster, harder, as deep as it would go. The other man stood behind her, he thrust his cock at her ass. He spread her ass cheeks and entered her with a powerful thrust. She screamed.....impaled on two cocks again, and a warm licking sucking mouth on her clit.
Glenda saw her master kneel behind the woman and drive his hard cock into her and start fucking her. The woman reached up to stroke the cock of the man still sucking on Glendas tits. Glenda was lost, lost in that place where agony and pleasure meet on common ground. She felt all those around her as they began to cum, in each other, and in her ass. She tried, oh she really tried not to cum, but she did. It was obvious to all when it happened, for Glenda lost control..
"YES, OH GOD YES!!! SUCK ME, FUCK ME, YES!!! I NEED IT, I WANT IT, MAKE ME CUM!!!" she screamed as her body began it's orgasmic convulsions. She flooded the dildo in her cunt with her hot juice, until it was dripping onto the floor. She writhed and bucked as best she could on the impaling cocks, and sucking mouth. Screaming again, " YES DAMN YOU, YES !!! I'M CUMMING!!! LICK ME, FUCK ME YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS"
Finally, she passed out and hung limply in her ropes. She was unaware that her master was indeed sad. For she had proven just then, that she would never be truly his. She could not, and would not obey his every command. He had hoped she would not cum, silently prayed that she would not cum. But she had, and demanded it, commanded them to please her. Before she awoke he talked to his guests. Afterwards, he released her, and put her robe around her. He handed her to the men and said simply, "good-bye Glenda". As he turned away she cried out in confusion, "MASTER???" He turned towards her, sadness in his eyes. He said, "you disobeyed me, you came, you commanded them to make you come. I have deemed that your punishment must be this, YOU BELONG TO THEM NOW."
She was horrified, kicked and screamed to gain her freedom. The men held her tightly and dragged her from the barn. Her master did not listen to her pleas, he did not turn to see their departure. He sat in his chair and stared at the bed where Glenda used to live....
The end