How Sarah became and stopped being a slave to her older brother

[Paradiizee]

It was 3 PM, and I'd just gotten back from school. My name is Sarah (im 16), and this is my story of how I started (not on purpose of course, but in blackmail) and ended my slavery with my older brother. He's not really my brother. My mom and dad were completely different from his, so we're not related at all. My mom and dad had me, and a few years later my parents got divorced. I still see my dad constantly though. He lives pretty far off, so we only see him around 8 or 9 times a year. It's been almost a month since I last saw him and I already miss him. My father's name is Joe Evans, and my mother, who I love, btw, she's not mean or anything to me (infact she's the complete opposite) really nice, and she's an awesome cook. She always tries to make her and my meals something you'd get from a 5 star restaurant, and the style keeps changing, so I never get bored, not that I don't ever crave for simple mac and cheese or anything, but still. Anyways, I'm getting off topic, her name is Madeline, or Maddi for short. My dad calls her Mad

So, back to my dad, a few years after their divorce, my dad got remarried to this nice woman named Stephanie. She has a son 7 years older than me named Jake, who I hardly know. Stephanie was divorced years before she met my dad. Anyways, her son, Jake, was about to become a big person in my life. I was visiting dad in a few days, and seeing Stephanie and Jake again. My dad wants me to get to know them more, so I'm staying for a week. It doesn't matter anyways, because it's spring break, so I wouldn't be missing any school, but I didn't like much that I'd be spending most of my designated father-daughter time to be getting to know people I didn't yet. I didn't like that. We'd probably just be sitting uncomfortably on my dad's leather sofa drinking coffee or something and talking about school. I don't know about you, but I usually hate that.

So a few days came, and after a delicious gourmet hamburger meal (my favorite), and a loving good-bye hug from mom, I was on a plane to dad's place. It's only a two hour ride there, and I was pretty giddy in my seat. Once we finally landed, I saw my dad and Stephanie there waiting for me. I wondered where Jake was. After we hugged and claimed my bags, we got out of the airport and drove home listening to an unfamiliar - yet very familiar radio channel. Once we got home, Jake came down to see me here, and he had a weird anticipating look on his face when he saw me.. weird. So, once I got there, I immediately went to bed. I had my own room at my dad's house, and it was personalized, so I always felt at home when I went. When I was little I used to love origami, so every origami thing I made when I visited my dad was scattered all over the room. I made some pretty neat stuff, but of course I forgot all about them now.

So I was in my personal connected bathroom taking a shower, and Jake walked into the room (I didn't know until I got out, only wearing my robe). He looked at me, smiled, and said 'Hey Sarah, I didn't really get a chance to say Hi earlier.'

'Hi' I replied, 'Whats new?'

'Actually, Sarah...' The way he said my name sent shivers up my spine, 'There are going to be some changes to out relationship, and I thought you should know now.'

'What?' I was really confused now.

'See, I found something left in your room from last time you left.'

'You were searching my room? But my room is locked when I leave!' (I usually keep my bedroom door locked from the outside when I leave, I hated it when people looked through my stuff). He held up a key.

'Only now did I really realize that it's kind of odd that you lock away all your stuff. What do you have to hide? Anyways I stole your key and made a copy last time you visited, and I found something pretty interesting in here.'

'What?' My face was going red, like it usually does when I start panicking.

'This.' He held up my diary.

'You read my diary?! What kind of brother are you?'

'Spin around for me Sarah.'

'What?'

'I said spin around!'

'What? no!' He grabbed me by my shoulders, spun me around, and then landed one hard slap on my ass.

'What the fuck are you doing??'

'Well Sarah, your diary has many secrets in it. Secrets your dad, or your mom, would definitely want to know. For example, you lost your virginity 4 months ago? To a boy you dumped. Then you started dating someone else soon after, and just a week after you started dating, you slept with him too? Also, you've had beer before, even though you've never been drunk, and you've seen 'The Story of O'. That's BDSM Sarah, that's a whole something different. And the proof is all here, in your own handwriting, so I don't think you have much of a choice. I will send scanned copied (which I already have) of this diary to every person you know, including your mom and dad.'

I stared at him in horror, I didn't know what to say. 'So.. what are you going to do with that information?! Don't show it to dad, please I'll do anything!!'

'OK, I wont show it to dad.. if you'll be my slave.'

'Slave? What do I have to do?'

'Whatever I say. You will not be able to do anything for yourself without permission. I will control you completely, and your dad and mom will never know.'

'No Jake, that's not right! What kind of person are you?'

'It doesn't matter Sarah, you have a choice. You either become my slave, or everyone you know, except maybe your best friend who you've told all this to, will forever think of you as a slut. When a person looks at you, that's the first thing they'll think. Even your own parents. So, what will it be? Everyone's disgusted by you, or you lose your will. It's a simple choice really.'

'Jake I... FINE! ok, I mean, I'll be your slave..'

'Good. Then there are some rules you need to follow. First, he said, locking the door as he said it, take off your robe. You have such a fine ass Sarah, show it to me.'

'Wait, what? No!' Jake walked over to me calmly, grabbed my robe and ripped it off me so that I was standing naked in my room with him there fully clothed, and he pulled me over his lap and examined my ass. 'Verry nice..' he said. He rubbed my ass and then really suddenly, he delivered five full force slaps on it.

'This is just a reminder slut, when I do something, you do it without question. You can sleep now Sarah, but you may only wear a bra and panties, and you may not sleep with covers or a pillow. Got it?'

I nodded my head timidly, tears still sliding down my face from the spanks. He walked over to me and slapped my face. 'Good. I'll be watching you.' and he pointed at a little camera on my bedside table. I shivered and cried harder.

'Jake!' He turned, with one eyebrow raised. 'Ummm.. uh.. good night...'

'Goodnight... slut.'

[Paradiizee]

I didn't know what to do! I had to be Jake's slave until I figured out a way to get out of this. He has scanned copies in his email, and has my diary somewhere. Above all that, he knows everything I've ever done. That's not good. I needed to talk to someone, so I called my best friend Jessica. She already knows about all of this, and I needed to talk to someone.

'Hello?'
I told her the story.
'What? Oh my god, you can't do that!'
'I have no choice!'
'We'll find a way to get you out of it, but for now, I guess your his slave. Call me tomorrow, tell me how it goes.'
'Alright. Goodnight Jess'
'Night'

I went to sleep. When I woke up in the morning, it was 6:30. I heard a ringing, and found out that it was an alarm clock. It had a sticky note on it.

'From now on you will wake up at 6:30 sharp and make me coffee. One spoon sugar and only a bit of milk. You will learn how to make it just to my liking over time, but for today, lets see how you do. Oh, and good morning, by the way.'

Suddenly, last night came back to me in a flash, and I stumbled. I realized that I have to do this. I went downstairs into the kitchen and made the coffee. I then brought it upstairs to his bedroom. I knocked on the door before I noticed a note.

'Come in and lay on the bed beside me to wake me.'

I walked into his room and set his coffee on his bedside table. I then laid on his bed and nudged him awake. He woke up alert and immediately relaxed when he saw me.

'Take off your clothes.' He ordered. I was hesitant, because being naked in a bed implied things I definitely didn't want to do.

'What did I say?' He asked.

'To.. take off my clothes?'

'Take off my clothes what?'

'Master... take off my clothes master?'

'Yeah good. Now do it!'

I had pulled on a shirt and some pajama pants to make his coffee, and I took them off. I then unhooked my bra and kicked off my panties, still laying in bed next to him.

'Come here.' he said. 'Don't worry I'm not going to fuck you slave.' I came closer and he grabbed my breasts and pulled, pulling and twisting my nipples and fingering my pussy at the same time.

'Did you sleep well?'

'Yes sir.'

'Good.' He grabbed and massaged my ass with the hand he was fingering me with. 'You have such a nice ass Sarah. Now get up.' I got up. 'Bring me my coffee.' I handed it to him. 'Even though I've got a bedroom here Sarah, I live in an apartment a little while from here. You'll be coming there today. Now come here.' I walked close to him, and then very suddenly, he poured the hot coffee from his cup on me. It was hot.

'Ow! Jake! Ow! Ow! Ow!'

'Excuse me? You will take your punishment without complaint.'

My skin was burning from the hot coffee. 'What did I do to be punished for... master?'

'I don't like this coffee. This may be your first time making it for me, but I honestly didn't expect it to be this bad. Now pleasure me. Get down on your knees.

'What?'

'Do as I say, get down on your knees!'

I knew what was coming and I couldn't stop it. He pulled down his pajama pants and boxers to revile a hard 9 inch dick. He forced it into my mouth. 'Suck it slave, suck it hard.' and he started fucking my mouth. I sucked on his dick and stroked it in and out of my mouth. He slapped my face. You're terrible at this you worthless piece of shit, you're going to have some practicing to do. Suck harder!' A little while later he came in my mouth. I made to spit it out, but he covered my mouth with his hand and forced me to swallow it. A bit of it dribbled down my chin, and he took it up with my finger and had me lick it up, then lick his dick clean. His semen tasted disgusting, but then not disgusting. I had trouble swallowing it, even though I didn't mind the taste so much. He grabbed me by my hair and took me into his bathroom and turned on the shower. 'Wash me.'

He pushed me into the shower and stepped in too. I took some soap in my hand and washed him completely. I then used shampoo and conditioner on his hair. Once he was completely done, we stepped out of the shower and I dried him with a towel, then put his clothes on him. He told me to go to my room and wash myself thoroughly. I was not to lock the door, for he would be coming in. I went.

I was just finishing my shower when he came in, holding a tube and something else I couldn't make out.

'I will be giving you a few enemas Sarah. The first one will be a pee enema, you see, I've been needing to go for a while and what better place to go than in my new personal toilet? Well, I guess that's a better ranking for you, your much more worthless and shitty than a toilet. Now, bend on all fours. He lubed the tube and pushed it deep into my ass. It hurt a LOT and I squirmed a little. 'Oh, if you think this hurts, just wait.', and he peed into the tube. The pee flowed right into me with force. I started cramping, and it hurt unbelievably badly! The pain was unbearable, I moaned.

After he finished peeing he said, 'Come into your bedroom. You'll be staying in this position for an hour.'

'Y..yes master.' I said weakly.

[Paradiizee]

After that piss enema and then one with warm water, I went about my day regularly. He hadn't asked me to do anything yet, and it was 2 o clock. Jake, dad, Stephanie, and I were all watching TV, when Jake spoke.

'Hey Sarah, how about coming over to my apartment now? I need to go there anyways and you could check the place out!'

'Uh.. sure Jake!' Oh no.

'Yeah, Sarah that would be fun for you! Bond with Jake, before you know it you'll be back with your mom and you wont be seeing him again for another month!' my dad commented.

'Yeah, I'll go. When?'

'Let's go now! Wait here, I'm just going to get a few things.'

Jake came back down with a backpack over his shoulder. 'Let's go!'

When we were in the car and we drove a bit away, Jake unzipped his pants. 'Suck it.' I leaned down and took his cock in his mouth. My teeth occasionally hit his dick as we traveled on the bumpy rode, and every time it did, he landed a hard slap on my ass. It didn't hurt that much, as I was clothed.

'When we get to my apartment, I will explain some rules to you. Keep sucking now, we're almost there. You're getting better at this.' and he rubbed my ass.

We finally parked and got out of the car and into his apartment. His building is really nice. There's a gym, a pool, and some other cool things here and there. His apartment looked really nice. Cool furniture, a flat screen TV with a hooked up PS3 and Xbox, 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, a connected dining room, and 2 bathrooms.

He had me remove all my clothes and put me in a kneeling and bowing position with my ass in the air and my hands tied behind my back. I was bowing down to him. He picked up the panties I had just removed and noticed that they were very wet. He smelled them, inhaling deeply, and smiled, rolling the panties into a ball and stuffing them into my mouth. He rubbed my ass again and said 'Wait here.'

I heard him go into the kitchen, then to the living room and turn on the TV. I was still in an uncomfortable bowing position with foul tasting panties in my mouth in the hard wooden floor of the doorway, naked and cold. I was waiting for at least an hour before he came back, took the panties out of my mouth, and stuffed them in my pussy. 'Hello.'

'Hi master.'

'Alright, so ass promised, I will be explaining the rules of your slavery to you now.' He untied my hands, and he had me put my arms above my head, and he re-tied them to a beam at the top of the apartment, standing on a chair. He took out a riding crop, and my body tingled and i closed my eyes and squealed in fear.

'Rule number one!' he said, as he striked me with the crop. 'You will take any punishment given to you, without complaint, even if you believe the punishment is not deserved. I will be the judge of that!' and he striked me again.

He continued striking me in the same order (* = strike):

Rule number two! * You will always refer to me as master, or sir, whenever mom, or your parents aren't around. *

Rule number three! * From now on, to bed, you are only allowed to wear a bra and panties, never with an blanket or pillow. *

Rule number four! * You will be kept under surveillance with cameras at all times, even at your mother's house. *

(by this point I was crying really really badly, the crop hurt so much! and I felt so vulnerable and used in the hanging position I was in)

Rule number five! * When mom or your parents are not around, you will always walk around in a sexy manner, like a little slut. *

Rule number six! * Whenever I say slut, you will pull down your shirt and flash your worthless tits to whoever is around, except for our parents. *

Rule number seven! * You have such a sweet ass. You will be abused there as much as I want, just letting you know. You are to sway your ass around at all times when mom and dad are not home. *

and he hit me 3 more times. 'Now. I will give you more rules when I think of them. For now...' he pulled my panties out of my pussy and stuffed them pack into my mouth. My skin was very bruised, but I was not bleeding anywhere. I needed to pee badly, and i made some noises through my panties. He took them out of my mouth. 'Yes?'

'I need to pee sir.'

'Hold on.' I thought he was going to untie my arms, but instead he went to the kitchen and came back with duct tape and a plastic bucket. He spread my legs and put the bucket in between, then duct taped it on me very tightly. 'There. Now if you have to go, it will fall in the bucket. No mess to clean up later.' My arms were numb, and I couldn't let out my pee. He noticed me struggling and asked, 'Do you want some help?' I nodded. He walked over to me, and then very suddenly and unexpectedly pushed down on my bladder. Pee came squirting out in full force. He took a few close ups of the pee coming out of my pussy with his cell phone. Once my bladder was empty, it seemed like there was a lot of pee in the bucket. He left me there for a little while and then untied me, removed the pee bucket and put it somewhere, and then let me relax and massage my wrists and bruises.

'These aren't bad.' he said. 'Don't worry, they'll go away in a few days.' I nodded. After 10 minutes, he had me come into the living room where I was on all fours and acting as a leg rest for him while he watched TV. After a little bit, he had me get up and wait. He came back with what seemed to be a very slutty french maid's outfit in his arms. 'Put this on.'

I squeezed into it as best I could. It was several sizes to small and is meant to push up some parts in several places for people who actually fit in, so it was pretty hard to put on. He helped me with the bonnet, and then had me put on skin toned stockings and very high black heels. He then had me put a lot of make up on myself in his bathroom. I couldn't believe it when I looked in the mirror. The strapless top part of the dress was pushing and pulling and my breasts so much, that they popped out unbelievably and you could just barely see my nipples underneath. The lace hid them better, but without the lace, they would be in full view. Then the rest of me was stretched small, making me look even more busty. Then my ass was also being pushed in, and from the bottom of the skirt, and my ass looked more rounded and hard under the dress and frills. There was a tiny apron to put on, which made me look like a servant even more, and the heels made me look very slutty. He had me come out and spin around for him.

Nodding, Jake said 'verry nice Sarah.'

'Thank you sir.' I replied obediently.

'Now, go clean the kitchen for me. But first...' he whipped out his dick, and I obediently went on my knees and started sucking. 'Good girl.' he commented. 'You're getting better at this.'

After a few days, I was getting so accustomed to serving Jake, that I was doing what he said without argument. Sometimes it wasn't that bad, but sometimes it was terrible. When it wasn't that bad, he was just getting me to make him coffee or fetch him things. When it was horrible, he was making me suck him off, spilling coffee on me, peeing on or in me, and spanking me. Most of the time is was bad. But some things were good. I've gotten the hang of making his coffee right, and that pleased him enough to not spank me as hard as he usually does during my morning spanking. He makes me practice sucking him, and spanks my bottom every time he feels my teeth at all. I'm getting better at it, but that doesn't mean I particularly enjoy it. I've also gotten accustomed to the taste of him in my mouth. That's probably not going to go away until I get back to my mom's house. I wonder how he's going to be ordering me around from there.

I've been sleeping every night in only my bra and panties, with no pillow or blanket of any kind. He's confiscated all the things in my room except for a few (my new alarm clock, for instance, most of my clothes, and a few panties). The clothes he took were ones that didn't show anything at all, like my long sleeve turtleneck and stuff like that. He only left me a few panties. He took out all the posters in my room and more things like that. He also took all my blankets, pillows, and old stuffed animals, ensuring that no matter what, I'm only allowed to sleep uncomfortably. The one thing he did leave though (but I would be caught dead sleeping with it by him) is a giant stuffed teddy bear that my dad got my when I was little and my mom and dad had just divorced. He knew that it had a lot of sentimental value to me, so he left it here, but warned me that if he caught me using it as a pillow or anything like that, I would wish I were dead.

Today is the 4th out of my 6 day stay here.

I just woke up to the alarm buzzing. My neck hurt after the long night without a pillow again. I got up, but on some clothes, and went downstairs to make master's coffee. Once it was done perfectly, I brought it up, bolted the door, stripped naked, and shook master awake gently, telling him his coffee was ready. I placed it on his small bedside table and got on my knees as he woke up. He woke up groggily, sat up, and leaned his head back on the wall. He picked up his coffee and drank it, not even bothering to spare me a second glance, which made me feel a little bad for some reason. I got up slowly and crawled into his bed. He hugged me affectionately and I immediately felt better. I went under his sheets to his dick. He wore boxers to sleep and I gently pulled them down. His dick was hard and sticking out. I took it in my mouth and began sucking him hard. It was going well, but my teeth accidentally grazed his dick for a fraction of a second. He stiffened, and then calmed down again, so I hoped he let it go. When he finally came in my mouth, I obediently swallowed it all and pulled his boxers back over his erection. I came up out of his blankets and curled myself up next to him in bed. He rubbed me gently, for a few seconds.

'The coffee was good today Sarah, I'm very pleased by your progress.'

'Thank you master.' I replied.

'Since it wasn't practice time, Sarah, I will forgive you on your mishap while you were sucking me today. Just make sure it doesn't happen again. I'd hate to see that beautiful ass of yours as swollen as it was the last time.'

'Yes master.' I said. It was true, my ass still hadn't healed fully. It was still pretty purple looking.

'Now get up. You're getting much too comfortable. Put on your spreader bar and stand in the corner facing the wall. Not a word from you.'

I got up and did as he asked silently. I wondered if he were going to be using the dildo on me. This wouldn't be the first time, and I hated the dildo a lot.

'Now, Sarah, I will be using your dildo on you. I've gotten you a new one. 10 inches, and very thick. This one wont be going into your pussy though. I think you've had enough of that. No, this will be penetrating you in that fine ass of yours. My eyes widened in shock, not that he could see. My hands were on my head and I was facing the corner, away from him with a spreader bar between my legs. I was in such a fetal position it almost made me want to cry. He came up behind me, hugging me passionately and stuffed a ball gag into my mouth. 'Don't want anyone to hear you now, do we?' he asked. Now, tears really were falling from my eyes. He wiped them away with his fingers. Shhh Sarah, stop crying. The pain won't last forever.' I breathed a shaky breath through my nose.

'Now, I'm lubing this up so that it wont hurt as much. That ass is really tight Sarah.' As soon as he was done he came up behind me and lovingly grasped me with one hand. He grabbed my boob with that hand and massaged it while his right one was rubbing my ass. He took the lubed dildo and gently pushed it into my ass and out. In and out in fluid motions like that, going deeper each time. The pain suddenly got unbearable as he ripped through my ass again and again. Once he got the full 10 inches of thick dildo in, I couldn't help it, and I screamed in pain. He slapped me ass, and I screamed more. The screams came muffled through my ball gag. You could barely notice I was screaming. He slapped my ass again. 'Be quiet or that dildo is staying in there. Now I'm going to do your morning spanking now, with that still in there, as a reward for acting so well today.'

In my head I was thinking 'what kind of reward is that?', but I didn't dare say it out loud, not that I would be able to get the words out through my ball gag anyways.

So I was hauled over by him, my hands still on my head, the tears still in my eyes, the spreader bar still very uncomfortably between my legs, and the 10 inch dildo still in my ass, and over his lap. 'Lets take this off, shall we?' and he removed the spreader bar from between my legs. It felt relieving to say the least to not have those restraints on my legs anymore, but it put the pain of the dildo into a worse perspective. The pain was bewildering! I shook a little at it, but otherwise calmed myself down and tried to think about something else.
That was before the slaps came.
The spanks on my ass weren't delivered with very much force, but it still hurt an unbelievable amount, pushing the dildo in further that I thought possible. My ass was on fire by the end of it. and that helped me focus a little less on the pain of the dildo and more on the pain of my ass. He took out my ball gag, and pulled my arms gently down in a more comfortable position and rubbed me tenderly. He hugged me and said 'I'm sorry if that was uncomfortable baby, but it needed to be done. and so does this. and with one fluid motion, he grabbed the end of the dildo and yanked it out fast. He clamped his hand over my mouth right before I screamed louder than I would think possible, angry tears forming in my eyes at the astonishing and unexpected sudden pain that brought. My ass burned unbelievably, but it still felt so relieving to have the dildo out. He Took the dildo tenderly in his hands and examined the filth. There was some brown stuff on it too. It was disgusting. He massaged my jaw and gently opened my mouth. I opened it automatically, stupid of me, but if I didn't I'd probably fare worse, and he put the dildo in my mouth. I sucked on it like it was his cock, and licked it clean. The stuff on it tasted unbelievably gross, but I knew it was just from my own ass, and that made me feel a little bit better.

Once I was done licking, he took it away, and dried it on a paper towel, and put it away.
'You did very good today Sarah. I'll give you a break for now. Put your clothes on. I got them on and quickly went to my bathroom. I brushed my hair and my teeth, and washed my face. My eyes seemed hectic, and my hair was a mess. I then went downstairs and made myself breakfast and coffee. Jake came down soon after, looking very well groomed and calm. He eyed my breakfast, and continued to the TV, where he plopped down and surfed the channels. I had to admit, that if I were a few years older, and Jake was never my master, I would probably have a crush on him, but now, whenever he walked by me, it sent fear chills up my spine. I felt like there was this aura around him that forced me into doing everything he says, but no longer out of fear of him telling my parents about my diary. Just out of fear of him. It was weird how submissive I am to him now. It's like all of this has been hiding in me for so long and it had never gotten a chance to come out until Jake forced it out.

I just realized now why Jake eyed my breakfast, and why that sly grin came to his face. I made myself sausages. That was stupid of me to not realize he would find that funny. But then, the fact that he grinned at it made me feel good inside. Like a wave of something else that wasn't fear washed through me. I grinned and said 'Hey, Jake'. He turned with one eyebrow raised, and with a fear jolt in my stomach, I realized my mistake. 'I.. I mean master..'
He kept his eyebrow raised. Oh well, better late than never. 'Look!' and I took the sausage in my mouth as though I were sucking it. He chuckled, and his face softened a little. It made me feel good. More than good, great, to make him laugh. It sent love shivers up my body. I looked at him differently, and the aura around him was no longer fear, but longing. I wanted to please him and make him laugh. But the fear was still there, just a little more in the shadows.

[Paradiizee]

So, I finished my breakfast and put my plate in the sink. I glanced over at him, he was looking at the TV and not at me at all. I wished he would look at me and tell me what to do now. I stared at him for a few seconds, but he did not turn. When it was almost a minute though, he did turn, and ask 'What?'

I started a little bit at his angry question, and asked him 'Umm.. master... what do I do now?'

'I told you you could have a break didn't I? I'll tell you when I need something from you. Now go call Jessica or something and stop bothering me!'

Startled by his aggressive behavior, I walked back upstairs to my room and called Jessica. She picked up on the first ring.

'Sarah, oh my god, why haven't you called yet? I've been worried sick! What's he making you do? Is it horrible? Maybe you should just let him tell your parents it wont be that bad!'

'No, Jessica, its all right, he's not treating me that badly, he's just telling me what to do, like make him coffee and stuff.'

'Oh, well that's OK then...' she said, unsure.

'Well, that's not really it. It's pretty sick actually, and not sick as in cool... he makes me suck him!' I whispered quietly.

'What?! Well... umm.. do you like it?'

'Not really.'

'Oh..'

'But its not all bad I guess..', and I told her about my entire week so far.

'Wow... Sarah, this doesn't sound so bad... in fact, it kind of turns me on, but don't do anything you don't want to. Even if everyone makes you out as a slut, if this is too much for you, well we've still got each-other, and your parents probably wont get too mad, I mean isn't all the stuff you've done in your diary typical for our age group?'

'True... I'll think about it Jess, meanwhile I'm still his slave, until it gets too out of hand.'

'Good. Anyways Sarah, I'm really sorry but I have to go. I promised my brother I'd take him to the movies.'

'You??' Jessica was always complaining to me about her brother, I doubted she would ever promise something like that to him.

'Yeah, actually, mom's making me, but I made it out to seem like I decided to. Maybe he'll stop bothering me for a few weeks after this.'

'Alright Jess, see you around.'

'Bye! and... good luck.'

'Thanks' I sighed, but she already hung up.

I lay on my bed thinking about what Jessica said. It's true that my mom and dad would forgive me and its true that I would still have her. But the thing is, I didn't want to stop being Jake's slave. Not yet. I went to take a hot shower.

After my shower, I toweled myself dry and put some fresh clothes on, throwing these in my hamper. It was an hour until lunch, and I thought I'd make something special for Jake. (for those of you wondering, today my dad and step-mom went out for the day, they have some kinda work party thing today. He asked if I wanted to come, but from a look from Jake, I knew I wasn't allowed to, so I said no. I went downstairs and looked at Jake. He was no longer at the TV, so I assumed that he was up in his room, or in the game room (a room here with a few game consoles (an X-Box, PS3, and a Wii) and some toys of mine when I was little. It had bean bags, a black leather sofa and a desk with a table light on it). He was sitting in the game room at the table, bent over some work for college or something. I paused tentatively at the doorway and he turned and glared at me.

'Uh.. umm.. master.. I was just wondering.. what.. you wanted.. for lunch.' I finished, scared stiff by his hateful glare.

'Make spaghetti. We'll eat it with Ragu, so don't worry about the sauce.'

'Uhmm... uh ok..' I shook as I walked slowly out of the game room, and then walked downstairs and got to work.

Once I was done, I set the spaghetti, the heated Ragu sauce, Parmesan cheese, and two bowls and forks on the table. I called him for lunch and while he came down the stairs, I served spaghetti into his bowl. I added the Ragu for him and mixed it. He came downstairs and sat at the table where his food was. He glared at his spaghetti and then glared at me. 'Come here.' he said.

I walked up to him stiffly, scared by how he was acting. He grabbed the waste-band of my sweats and the top of me panties, pulled them opened, and looked inside. He noticed that my panties were very wet. He took his bowl of spaghetti and emptied it into my panties in the front and back. 'There. that should cool you off.' he said. 'Now make it right this time.' I took his bowl and poured spaghetti and ragu into it. Then I took it to the microwave and heated it for 30 seconds, mixed it, and gave it back to him. He started to eat it, and I was relieved he didn't think I did it wrong this time. It felt unbelievably weird to have the warm spaghetti in my panties. They squelched when I walked and the ragu tomato chunks squeezed into my pussy and ass. It actually felt kind of good in my still burning ass. He motioned for me to kneel, and I did, bowing to him. As soon as he finished, he motioned for me to get up and take off my panties. I did as he asked, and he took my spaghetti filled panties and put it in my bowl. He then scooped up all the spaghetti that squelched out of them and into my sweats and put them in the bowl too. The tomatoes had made my pussy wet, and the wetness was mixed in with the ragu sauce. He took away my fork and tied my hands, forcing me to eat with my face only. I bent my head down and ate my spaghetti. It messed up my face and forced me to smell my panties every time I came down for more food. It tasted disgusting because of my pussy juices, but I didn't argue. When I was done, he had me lick off my panties and put them back on. He gave me some new pants to wear though, and after he had untied my hands, and I had put the dishes away, he told me to put my sweats in the hamper and come back down.

Once I got back, he was sitting at the couch again. He motioned for me to sit next to him, and I did. He hugged me and pulled me closer. Before I knew what was happening, he had out a small 7 inch dildo and eased it into my pussy. He wove it in and out and in and out, while he whispered seductive words into my ears. 'Do not cum slut, or you will be punished..' he whispered. I tried to listen to him, forcing myself not to cum, when suddenly the urge was too great. 'Please!' I whimpered as he wove the dildo in and out of me. 'Please Master! Please let me cum, master I'll do anything master!!'

He whisper chuckled into my ear. 'You think it's that easy? Beg slut! Beg!'

'Please! Please let me cum, please master, please, I'll do anything, anything, master please! let me cum let me cum!' Tears started forming in my eyes. The feeling of the dildo going in and out of me was intense. 'Please! Please! I promise, I swear, I'll do anything, please! PLEASE! PLEASE MASTER! PLEASE LET ME CUM!' I started screaming.

He laughed some more. 'No.'

'Master please!!! MASTER!! MASTER!! I WILL DO ANYTHING MASTER!! ANYTHING!!! PLEASE LET ME CUM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'

He was silent for a few seconds. My eyes were shut tight, my panting ragged and fast.

'What do you mean, anything?'

'ANYTHING MASTER! ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE!'

'Hmmm...' he started pushing faster.

I started to cry. 'Please! Please master!' I whimper-gasped.

'Anything, you say?'

'YES MASTER, ANYTHING!'

'Ok, Sarah, you can cum, but only when I say to.'

'Thank you master!!! I panted'

'Now!' he said suddenly pulling the dildo out from my pussy. I screamed and let out a massive orgasm. One of the biggest I've ever had. I let out a huge sigh, exhausted and unbelievably elated, and closed my eyes. He put the dildo in my mouth, and I obediently licked my cum and pussy juiced off of it. He hugged me and said good job. I smiled and he chuckled.
'Would you like to sleep for a little while?' he asked. I nodded, resting on his shoulder. He carried me in his arms and took me into his room, where he rested my head on his pillow and tucked me in. I slept for quite a while before he shook me awake and said it was time to make him dinner.

I walked drowsily downstairs and glanced at the time. It was almost 7:00. I'd slept for longer than I expected. He didn't seem to mind though.
'What would you like for dinner?' I asked.
He shrugged and said, 'How about we order a pizza? At least they can't disappoint me as much as you do.'

That hurt. a lot. We walked down the stairs in silence and flicked on the lights in the kitchen.

'How do I disappoint you master?' I asked after a while.

'Hmm...' he came up behind me and hugged me. I was getting to like this new loving side to him. 'Well, it disappoints me that your leaving so soon.' Warm shivers shot up my spine. He wanted me to stay. 'Though your cooking and cleaning skills do need improvement. You do seem to disappoint me with most of the things you make. Lunch today, for example. You need to remember that you are my slave, and as my slave you will do everything perfectly for your master, or face the consequences.' He kissed my hair. 'Though you are showing great improvement, you are a big disappointment.' That made me sad. Really sad. I wanted to please him, not disappoint him.

'Order pizza anyways.' he said. 'You've had enough for today I bet, and you've still got your evening spanking session..' the way he trailed off led me to think there was more. My pussy tingled.

'Yes master..' I mumbled.

'What was that?'

'Yes master.' I said more clearly. He went back to glaring at me angrily.

So, with Jake back upstairs working on who knows what, I called the local pizza place and ordered pizza. Even though I was starving, I only got one. I didn't want him to get mad at me again. They said it would take 20 minutes to make the pizza and get here, so I went upstairs to Jake. He was working at the same desk as before, but this time, he didn't even turn. He just continued what he was doing. I walked tentatively closer to him and said 'Master?' He didn't respond. 'Master, I've ordered the pizza.' I tried again. Still no response. 'What would you like me to do now?' I asked, finally.

He looked up then, glaring at me for a few seconds. 'If you have nothing better to do, then why don't you strip naked and bow down to me until the pizza arrives?'

I did as he asked. Once I was naked though, he looked me up and down and said 'You're filthy, you need to be washed.' like I was some sort of disgraceful animal. It was true though, after all that sweating and... other things that had taken place today, I was pretty much a mess. He grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to his bedroom and into his bathroom. He ran the bath with steaming hot water, and once it was a quarter-way full, he shut it off. He said 'Lets let it cool down for now, we'll clean your insides, and he brought out the enema stuff. Once the tube was nicely lodged into my pussy, he shot warm soapy water into me. It immediately gave me terrible cramps, and I moaned in pain. He had me keep it in for 10 minutes before I could expel it. He did the same thing again with cold water and no soap this time. It didn't feel good, to say the least. He then did the same thing for my ass. Once he was done, he put me in the quarter-full tub and picked up the shower head. He wet my body completely and then put soap on his hands. He then proceeded to wash every part of me, starting with my pussy, clean. Once he had slathered soap all over me, he took the shower head again and washed me off. He washed my hair too. Once I was done, he drained the water and dried me off with a towel. The doorbell rang, and he told me to go answer it with just the towel wrapped around me, which I did. It was pretty embarrassing. The pizza delivery guy was around my age, maybe a year older. He grinned when he saw me naked except for a towel and handed me the pizza. I took it in my hands. Not having had tied the towel properly, my upper arms were pressed against my body, keeping the towel on. He noticed that, and then took the coupon and the red chilly flakes and Parmesan packets, and rolled them together. He then stuffed them in between my boobs, causing me to drop the pizza and my towel in shock. So I was standing completely naked in the doorway with the pizza boy looking me up and down and grinning appreciatively. 'Hey there!' he said suggestively. My face was bright red and I was about to wrap the towel back around me before I heard a cough from the staircase. I turned to see Jake raising one eyebrow at me, with an expression that clearly said 'give him a show.' and how could I disobey him?

I got out of my embarrassed crouch and decided I was going to put on the best show I could, and make my master proud. I twisted up seductively and put one hand on the doorway. I jutted my boobs out a little, and his eyes widened appreciatively. With my right hand, I moved it slowly up my thigh and around my boobs, then reached down until my face was directly in front of his crotch. I grabbed my fallen wallet, and pulled it back up. I put a 10 in between my boobs, and another in between my pussy lips. He raised his eyebrows, and then leaned forwards and grabbed the 10s with his teeth. He chuckled as he reached for his wallet to give me change, but then paused. 'If you want your change, then earn it.' I danced seductively a little bit, bent so that my ass was facing him, and touched myself. That earned me a dollar. I fondled myself more and swayed my hips. I jutted my boobs out, and let him feel my smooth pussy. I got another 2 dollars. I needed 3 more, plus some coins. Finally, I got down on my knees, unzipped his pants, and took his crotch in my hands, teasing it. I got another dollar. 'Oh yeah, suck it slut.' I put his dick in my mouth while he bent down and rubbed my boobs. When he came, he said 'If you swallow the cum, I'll add an extra dollar to the change!' so I did, not that I wasn't going to. Jake would probably kill me if I did spit it out. 'See you later.' he grinned. I closed the door and picked my towel back up. Jake came up to me and held his hand out for the change. He handed me the extra one dollar.

'Here, you can keep this Sarah. I honestly didn't think you would suck him, but good job.'

'Thank you master.' I replied, pleased with myself.

'Now, lets eat dinner before or after your evening spanking session begins?'

'You're choice master.'

'Fine then we'll do the spanking after. I'm rather hungry anyways.' So we ate. Or at least he ate, and fed me the crusts and scraps while I was kneeling by his side. 'Hmmm... if you perform well during your spanking, you can get a pizza slice for yourself, and even maybe a soda.. if you've earned it.'

'Yes master.' I did feel like a soda, and I was still hungry. He led me upstairs and into the game room. He sat in the leather desk-chair and had me come to him and take off my towel. I did that and knelled in front of him. He looked down at me and said 'You're here today for your daily evening punishment session. Today the session will consist of corner time, a hard hand spanking, a hard paddle spanking, and will end with sucking practice. Now, get your spreader bar and stand in the corner. I will be there with various things to make you more... uncomfortable...'

I did as he asked and went and stood in the corner with a spreader bar between my legs. He came over to me with a small bag in his hands. I wondered what he was going to do.

'You're corner time has not started yet. I've just brought a few things to add to the excitement. He took out the first thing, ropes, and tied my hands together above my head. Then the next thing, which I realized with a start, were nipple clamps. He pulled and twisted my nipples, readying them for this, and put the clamps on them. I can't even describe the unbearable pain of it to you. I hoped nothing else bad would be coming out of the bag, but then he pulled out two small dildos, around 6 inches each. He eased them into me gently, my pussy and ass already lubed with my juices, and the pain was better than the morning, because it didn't go as deep, but worse from the pain of my previous penetration. I started to cry. 'shh shhh it's going to be OK. This is BDSM, the stuff you've been reading about and watching in porn.' The feeling of both my holes being penetrated at the same time was all weird and painful and exciting. He put a ball gag on me too, and then left me there for 30 minutes.
So after standing in the corner for 30 minutes (which was unbelievably painful, and had me crying the whole time), he put me on my knees and had me suck him. Once he came in my mouth and I had swallowed it, he picked me up and took me to the bed where he kept me in a sitting position. He took my nipple clamps off and rubbed them gently. He took the ball gag out of my mouth, and untied the ropes on my hands. That just left the two dildos. He grasped the tip of them, one in each hand, and I knew what was coming before it did, but that couldn't stop me screaming in pain. He pulled them out simultaneously and fast. It hurt badly, especially in my ass where the sting from this morning had not fully gone away yet. The relief was still there, but overshadowed in my surprise and pain. He rubbed my ass gently and left me there on the bed. He came back 5 minutes later and asked me if I was ready to start the spanking session, and I nodded my head. He came over to me and pulled me over his lap. I could see a paddle next to him. It looked like a regular ping pong one, but without the rubber, and with tiny holes drilled into it. He started with his hand, 20 on each cheek. He didn't hold back this time, and he's unbelievably strong. I couldn't help crying out in pain and flinching like mad every time his hand came down on my sorry ass, and by the 6th spank he had the ball gag on me again. Once he was done, tears were flowing nonstop out of my eyes, and he rubbed my ass with his right hand as he reached for the paddle with his left. He stopped rubbing and suddenly started bringing the paddle down (another 20 on each cheek). The paddle hurt so much worse than his hands, and he showed no mercy as it slapped again and again on my probably bright red and purple ass. One he was done, he rubbed my ass some more and had me go put on some clothes.
So the next few days were like that, with some changes. The details aren't important though. The day I'm going to write about now is the day before my early morning departure back to my mom's house. I was really excited, but also pretty sad to leave. We were going out to eat for dinner, and my dad apologized a lot, saying he had to work today and he was really sorry he couldn't be around until dinner. I said it was fine, and (on master's orders) said that I can go to Jake's apartment and hang out with him today anyways. He said that's a great idea, and so here I am, waiting for Jake to get ready. Stephanie was staying home, and I was sitting next to her on the sofa making small talk. I really liked Stephanie, she was really nice to me. Jake finally came down and said 'Ready Sarah?'

'Yeah' I replied, grinning. I said goodbye to Stephanie and walked towards the front door with Jake. Once we were in his car and had been driving for a few minutes, he unzipped his pants and pulled my head down. I leaned down and sucked him while he drove. Cum shot into my mouth, and while I was trying to swallow it, a bit of it came out of my mouth and onto the car seat. It was leather, so it would be very easy to clean up, but that didn't stop Jake from looking at me angrily and pulling over. We we're pretty close to his house, but he pulled me onto his lap and pulled down my shorts and started spanking me. Hard. I screamed out in pain and begged him to stop, saying I was so sorry for spilling his cum. After a while he said to me 'You'd better be sorry slut, you're going to be punished more once we get home.' I cried until we got there and into his apartment, where he dragged me in by my hair and threw me on the floor. He closed the door and had me suck him more, and swallow all the cum this time. I did as he asked. He took me to his sofa and sat me next to him. He put his arm around me, and I leaned against him. He made me feel so vulnerable and abused, so why did I enjoy this? Why did I enjoy his arm around me and my head leaning on his shoulder. I realized that I felt safe with him. Like he could protect me from anything.

He whispered to me, 'Hmm.. I won't punish you any more for spilling the cum, but you should understand not to do it again. Will you do it again Sarah?'

'No master.' I said. It was true, I would never do it again. I would always be careful. I never wanted to disappoint him more. He rubbed my back and pushed me onto the floor. I formed the shape of a foot stool, and he kicked off his shoes and rested his feet on me. After a while I got tired of his feet on me. My muscles felt sore from being in this position for so long, and I trembled. He noticed and asked me if I were tired. I nodded my head. He thought for a moment, then said stay there.I couldn't see what he was doing. He helped me up from my position, and I noticed a hard, uncomfortable looking stool. Duck taped securely onto the middle of it was what looked like a 13 inch, thick, dildo. 'If you want to sit down comfortably, or comfortably enough for a slut, then you would put the dildo all the way inside your ass. There will be no lube, and it will be painful. If you don't do it within 1 minute, you will get a punishment whipping. My eyes were wide and I replied with a small 'Yes master...' My ass was still sore from a few days ago when he fucked my ass with a 10 inch dildo. I could not imagine how I was supposed to get this one in all the way, without even any lube! and I needed to quickly or else I would be whipped, which is 100 times more painful than any spanking. I stripped all of my clothes and quickly went to the dildo stool and put my ass hold through the top. I looked over at him and noticed he was taking a video. I tried to push my ass down more, but it was unbelievably hard, and all of my senses were telling me not to, remembering the pain of last time. I pushed down more, and wondered if it would help to go in and out of the dildo, deeper each time. It worked for the first 5 inches, but it was unbelievably painful. I started crying and panting, I only had a little bit of time left, like 20 seconds. I managed another inch, and another, I tried to force myself down but I couldn't, my ass was burning. I managed a few more inches, crying, and looking and Jake and the camera with pleading eyes, my boobs jumping and sweating. I didn't want to be whipped! I really didn't want to be whipped. My minute was up, and I still had like 4 more inches to go. I couldn't go down any more though, so I slumped and gave up, with 9 inches of dildo inside my ass. The position I was in was extremely uncomfortable, hurting my legs and my back. Jake set the camera down and came over to me. He slapped my face and said 'Slut! I said you would be getting a whipping, and now you are. Did you want it slut? Is that why you decided it would be OK to disappoint your master? You want a whipping? Well, you'll be getting a whipping all right. The whipping of your life. Now get that dildo in you before I have to force it in!' I couldn't anymore. I cried more, grabbing the edges of the cold stool. He suddenly grabbed me shoulders, and pushed me down. Every muscle in my body fought him, but then I was too tired, and I let him take over. He got me in all the way and I screamed in pain. He said, 'You like that, don't you? You worthless piece of ass. When I ask you to do something, you do it. Understand? He began fucking me with the dildo, ripping through my ass and going in and out, in and out. It was terrible, it hurt so much!

After a few minutes of fucking me with the dildo, he pulled me out, and the relief was so intense, I fell to the ground. He kicked me and told me to get up. He turned off the camera. He ripped the dildo off of the stool, and shoved it back up my ass. 'Hopefully this will remind you that you're not to feel that much relief when you're my slave. That's going to stay in for the whipping. I cried and got down on my knees and begged and begged. I said I was so sorry and I would do anything he asked, but don't whip me! He just grabbed my hair and dragged me across the floor to the place from last time. He tied my hands to the ceiling, with my feet dangling off the floor, and took his whip out. He walked around me a few times, making me more and more scared, and then so suddenly I didn't know it was coming, brought the whip down on my bare back. I screamed. He kept hitting me lower and lower until he was hitting my thighs. Each time, I screamed loudly, but I couldn't move, or even try to protect myself, as my hands were tied above me. He came to the front of me and began whipping my breasts and going down. When he started whipping my pussy, I couldn't believe the intense pain it brought. He continued until he got to my knees. He whipped my back, my boobs, my pussy, my ass, and my thighs a few more times before he put the whip down and left me hanging there, tears falling down my eyes, and unable to feel anything except for the unbelievable pain aching all over my body. He came back a little later and untied my hands. I fell to the ground and began sobbing and saying I was so sorry for disappointing him. He didn't respond, he just threw my maids dress at me and walked away. I felt like I couldn't move at all. Not even to change, so how did I get the strength necessary to grab my clothes and force them on me? I don't know. I just knew that I did not want to feel that kind of pain again, and I would do anything to prevent it. I forced on the too small maid's uniform and reported to Jake who was sitting on the couch again, an indifferent look on his face, like he didn't care about me at all. He glared up at me, and I was scared by his hate-full gaze. 'A few of my friends will be coming over soon, and you will be serving them. For now, rest your body up. It will be needing it. I did as he asked, and went into his spare bedroom. I lay down on the bed and waited. 15 minutes later I was starting to feel a bit better, and the door rang. My ass hurt like hell, like it was still being whipped, and I wondered why, as the rest of me was sore, but no longer burning. I realized the dildo was still inside me, and wondered when he would take it out. I got up when the doorbell rang, suddenly scared. I straightened my back, fixed my hair back into it's tight bun, and straightened my very short skirt and apron with my hands. I answered the door, and two of Jake's friends walked in. They looked me up and down, grinned, and walked into the living room to see Jake sprawled on the sofa.

'Hey whats up Jake?' they asked, walking in the room. Jake got up and ran a hand through his hair.

'Nothing much.' He grinned.

'So this is her?' The shorter one asked.

'Yup. Do whatever you want with her. She'll do anything.'

'What's it's name?'

'Oh sorry, Sarah, this is Josh and Ryan. Josh and Ryan, meet Sarah.'

'H..hi..' I stammered.

'Sarah treat my guests with respect. They are of a much higher class than you are, and you will address them as sir or whatever they prefer.'

'Yes master. It's nice to meet you sirs.'

'Nice to meet you too Sarah', said the taller one. His eyes lingered on my dress. 'Like the outfit Jake.'

'Thanks. You guys hungry?'

'Yeah!'
'Starving!'

'Sarah, why don't you make something for the two kind gentlemen? What do you guys want?'

'I feel like chicken. You?'
'Yeah whatever, I don't really care.'

'I will make that for you right away sir.'

'It better be good.'

[Paradiizee]

So soon, it came time for me to leave. Since Master Jake (I was coming to know him like that by now) had confiscated all of my belongings, he had packed my suitcases for me and forbade me to open them until I was in the privacy of my own room. I hoped he packed some of my clothes for me and not just toys. On the last day, the day of my flight, he went really easy on me. Dad and my step-mom were home all day, spending the last few hours they could with me, and Master Jake spent the day with us too. I quiver whenever I'm near him for some reason, and he seems to enjoy that a lot. a few hours before my flight left though, I 'hung out' with him in his room for a bit.

'I'm going to miss you Sarah.' said Jake.

'I'm going to miss you too.'

He didn't reply, and I realized my mistake.

'Sorry sir. I'm going to miss you too master.'

'Good girl. So on the plane, I wanted to give you something to remember me by. You'll have plenty of time to remember me once you get back, but still. You are not permitted to watch any television or listen to any music on the plane. You are not permitted to ask for anything unless they already give you a meal. You will wear what I lay out for you to wear. You are not permitted to open a window, turn on your light, or turn on your fan. You may not bother an air hostess or host about anything trivial like blankets, pillows, magazines, etc. You may not read magazines. You may not buy anything from the airport. You may not talk to any other passengers, or anyone who doesn't work in the airport or on the plane. Only speak if spoken to. If someone fondles you, tickles you, or fingers you, you will not speak, you will not fight, you will let him or her finish and then move on. If someone tries to rape you, then you may speak up, or refer to an authority figure. You will be carrying a tracker at all times, even when you're back home, so that I know where you are. This tracker will give you a shock whenever you are somewhere forbidden or when I feel you just need a reminder.'

I stood straight and listened in silence.

'You will not eat anything from now until you land. I will give you something to eat before you go. I think that's about it. Oh yeah, apart from the tracker, I'll have a baby-monitor like thing on you to keep track of you. I'll be able to see and hear you at all times. Now go to your room and take a shower and brush your teeth. I'll lay out your clothes while you wash yourself. Come out naked, with no towel, so that I can do a last inspection before you leave.'

'Yes master.' I bowed and walked out of the room and into my bathroom and ran the shower.'

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Jake was excited for Sarah's reaction to what she was going to be wearing... and using... during her flight. Jake pulled out a pair of panties (thankfully), a short leather skirt, matching leather knee-length boots, a push up bra, and a tiny white top that you can clearly see the bra underneath and my bellybutton shows. He then had a leather jacket for me to wear over it. The outfit was both fashionable and slutty. After I saw it, even I had to admit that Jake is one guy with a sense of style. Jake knew that mom would get mad at me for wearing something so unbelievably slutty (the heels on the boots were 6 inches tall!), so he threw some old sweats, t-shirt, regular bra, and extra small panties into a duffel bag for me. I'm size medium panties, so I hated to think how the extra small would feel.

Since my dad had to work, Jake volunteered to take me to the airport. After the many apologies from my dad, I convinced him it was OK, and it would be fun if Jake took me anyways. He agreed in the end, with a little help from Stephanie. So my dad wouldn't be seeing me in this slutty get-up anyways.

I walked out of the bathroom, all dry, but I left the towel inside. I spread my legs as wide as they would go and stretched my arms out. He locked the door and walked up to me and walked around me. He crouched down and opened my pussy really wide to inspect the cleanliness of the inside, and then my ass. He took out a rectal thermometer and pushed it up my ass. I shuddered when he pulled it out. After 2 minutes of probing and touching every surface of my body, he squeezed my boobs from behind.

'I'm really going to miss you Sarah..' he said. 'Now. I've laid out some clothes for you. Why don't you get dressed while I get some other things you need.'

'Yes master.'

He rumpled my hair and left the room, shutting the door behind him. I looked towards the bed.

Oh shit! is the first thing that came to my mind. I'm going to look like a total slut at the airport! I pulled on the panties, which I'm really grateful to Jake for letting me wear, and put on the push up bra. It made my chest look unbelievably busty. I then pulled on the white shirt, and the skirt, then the jacket. Last but not lease I pulled the boots on and took stock of myself in the mirror. Wow I look hot!! But I still look like some sort of prostitute... at that moment, Jake walked in, carrying a few items in his hand.

'Hello Sarah.' his eyes widened as they ran over my outfit. 'You look sexy.'

'Thank you master.' I leaned in, curious to what he had in his hands. He chuckled.

'This, my sweet, is a vibrator. You're going to be using it on your plane ride, and, well all the time basically. It is my going away gift to you. I will set the vibrator and put it in you now, and you are to wear it for your entire plane ride, no cumming. As one of the rules between us is that you will tell me nothing but the truth, you will tell me if you did or did not cum, no matter your fear of punishment. Get it?'

'Yes master.' I replied. While I knew this would be difficult, I would try my best to please him, no matter what.

'There's another thing too. This anklet.' He showed me the little circle in his hand. It was like a little metal band. 'Sit down on your bed.' I sat, and he crouched before me and took my ankle in his hand. He fastened it tightly around it and I suddenly felt a little shock, like a static shock, and I yelped. 'Like the pain Sarah?... Well, get used to it. That anklet's going to be on you for quite some time, weather you like it or not.' He opened his laptop to a website. 'You see this site? Now I can track where you are at all times. It even has a tiny camera so I can see, roughly, where you are, or what you're doing, unless you're wearing boots or something like that. It will also send you shocks whenever I push this button here, so that you'll know whether I disapprove of what you're doing, or if I just want to give you a reminder. The intensity of the shock depends on which button I click, so try your best not to disappoint me OK?'

'Yes master. I understand sir.' I was curious though, to where he would have gotten something like this.

As though he read my mind, he said 'I got this little gadget at a nice little pet store at the mall. It seems to fit you well enough though.' He grinned. 'So I'll put your vibrator in a little later. For now, I'll let you have a few minutes alone in your room before we have to go.' and he left.

I looked around at my room, which had changed so much over this week. I went over to my teddy bear and hugged it tightly. I couldn't help thinking that I would miss Jake so much when I was gone. No matter what crap I had to go through, I would definitely miss him. I wouldn't be able to wait an entire month just to see him again.

When he came back, he pulled my skirt down and set the vibrator on a low setting, then pushed it into my pussy until it set. He then pulled my skirt back up and hugged me tightly and lovingly. I felt safe in his arms. I didn't want to go back. He led me to the car, and like always, on the way to the airport, I unzipped his pants and bent over to suck him off as he drove. Once we got to the airport, he handed me my suitcase and carry on, and, surprisingly enough, kissed me goodbye, gently. I blushed, and he left. As soon as he left, I acknowledged my throbbing pussy for the first time and twisted my legs together in a panic. The need to cum pulsed through me and I hadn't even gotten on the flight yet! It was at least another 3 hours before I could even think of taking it out! I started panicking, but proceeded through the airport as normally as I could anyways. Once I was sitting inside waiting for my flight to board, the need became extremely unbearable. I picked up my things and went to the bathroom and began to text Jake.

Me: Master may I please cum before I board my plane? PLEASE master??
Jake: Slut! Can't you follow even the simplest of direction?? I said no, and that's final.
Me: But, master please!!!! PLEASE MASTER!! I'll do ANYTHING!! I can't go on the plane like this master, please!!
Jake: A no is a no. Now stop texting me unless there's something actually important to talk to me about.
Me: May I please just ask one more thing master?
Jake: It better be worth my time.
Me: May I please pee sir, I really need to go.
Jake: ... is it really bad?
Me: Yes master.
Jake: Well wait until you're on the plane at least anyways. And don't disappoint me. You may take the vibrator out to pee, but if it doesn't go back in the second you are done, you are in huge trouble.
Me: Yes master.

The plane wasn't boarding for another 20 minutes, and even once I did board, they wouldn't let me use the bathroom until after departure, which would probably be another hour even! I could not hold my pee for that long, nor could I hold my cum. I started thinking... how would he know if I did orgasm in the bathroom, and pee too? He would only know if I told him, and I don't have to tell him! It would all be fine! I quickly rushed to the bathroom, removed my vibrator, and the second it was out, came with amazing force. With the cum came spurts of pee, and then suddenly I was exhausted and insanely relieved all at once. It was the best feeling in the world. But that feeling only lasted for a few seconds. That's when I realized... I just disobeyed my master! I... I had nothing to say for myself. In a moment of weakness I gave in to what I wanted. That was wrong... it was so wrong... How could I do this?? I thought for a few minutes. If I kept this a secret and lied, well that would be insanely wrong and that would completely ruin the trust between each other we'd been building all week. If I told him later, he'd ask why, and he'd probably be even more mad. I still had 10 minutes before boarding began, so I decided to call him. Forced myself, more like.

While the phone was ringing, I debated in my head whether or not I should hang up before he picked up, but on the third ring, he did.

'Hello?'

'Hello master.'

He sighed. 'What do you want slut? We don't see each other for an hour and you cant help texting me and now, calling me?'

'I'm sorry master.'

'Well, why did you call?'

'Master, I have to confess something.'

'Yes, slut?'

'I... I just... well it was in a moment of weakness master I couldn't hold it in any longer! My flight hasn't boarded yet and... I took out my vibrator and came... I... I also peed, master, please forgive me!! PLEASE!!! I called you right away because I felt so guilty master, please forgive me, I will never disobey you again!!!'

There was just silence on the other line. Nothing but silence. And then the screaming started.

'YOU BITCHY FUCKING SLUT!!! HOW DARE YOU DISOBEY YOUR MASTER! HOW DARE YOU CUM WITHOUT PERMISSION, AND HOW DARE YOU PEE WITHOUT PERMISSION!!! YOU ARE A WORTHLESS, COMPLETELY WORTHLESS PIECE OF CRAP! YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO BE MY SLUT SINCE YOU CAN'T EVEN FOLLOW THE SIMPLEST OF DIRECTION!'

I started crying... HARD. I was sobbing harder than when he was spanking me. Harder than when he was whipping me. It was a good thing no one else was in the bathroom. 'PLEASE master, PLEASE forgive me!!! I'm so sorry master, it will never happen again!!!!! Master, please!!!'

He breathed deeply in and out. 'SLUT, you need to learn a lesson or two, and just because I'm not there, don't think this will be any less severe than if I was. You are a FUCKING BITCH-ASS WHORE. If you don't care about what your master says, why should I care about what you say?? When is your plane boarding?'

'I...In 7 minutes master...'

'Hmm... well is your vibrator in now slut? The answer better be yes.'

'N...no master I haven't put it in yet...'

He was silent again, and when he talked, it was calmly, but with a voice full of disappointment and anger. 'Put the setting on high now, and put it back into your pussy. NOW.'

'Y..yes master.' I did as I was told. The sensation made me want to cum again almost immediately, but I didn't dare ask.

He waited a few minutes. 'Do you feel like cumming slut?'

'Y..yes master.'

'Do it.'

My eyes widened in disbelief, and I gratefully pulled out my vibrator again and came. He then had me do it again... and again... at one minute intervals, until I said I had to board the plane. I was thoroughly exhausted. I didn't want to cum at all anymore. I was so tired, I felt like I was going to sleep through the entire ride.

'Well, when you board the plane, tell me who's sitting next to you, and describe the person to me by text. Have a nice flight.'

'Yes master.'

I boarded the plane and stored my carry along bag under my seat, as it was pretty small. I sat down in my window seat. There was only one seat next to me, and to my surprise, a rather cute boy, probably a few years older than me, so 17 or 18, sat by me. I quickly took out my phone and texted my master:

Me:Master, the boy sitting next to me looks 17 or 18, has brown hair and brown eyes. He's very good looking and he seems around 5'11.
Jake:Very good. So, here's what I want you to do: Talk to him seductively. Tell him whatever you want. Ask him if he can help keep you orgasming through the entire plane ride with the vibrator that is currently in your pussy.
Me: Yes master.
Jake: Report back to me.

I was kind-of freaking out here. I looked towards the guy next to me. He was smiling at me.

'Hi, I'm Sarah.' I said.

'Hey Sarah, I'm Eric.'

'Hey... so Eric, this is kind of abrupt haha, but do you have a girlfriend?'

'Not currently, no...' he said, with a smile on his face.

'Well then...' I leaned over to him and whispered in his ear. 'Do you know what's in my pussy right now?'

His eyes widened. 'No... what?'

'It's a vibrator... and it's set on high.' I continued whispering in his ear.

'That's... well that's....' he seemed to not know what to say.

'See my master... master Jake... he's ordered me to keep orgasming, one after the other, on this plane ride... and...' I moaned in his ear, trying to be seductive. 'I would love it if you would help me...'

His eyes were very wide now, disbelieving. 'How would I do that?'

'Well, if we're both covered by the blankets, you could keep teasing my clit with the vibrator... you won't regret it in the end...'

'umm.. well... OK!' He took one of the blankets and tore the plastic off, then pulled it over us. We had taken off already, and the seat belt sign was off. We leaned our chairs back and pulled the arm rest up so that we were closer together. I pulled up my skirt, and he put his hand in my soaking panties, and pulled out my vibrator.

It was quite embarrassing to say the least! It was probably one of the most humiliating experiences of my life, being brought to orgasm again and again by this random guy I don't even know for 2 hours. But, it made me feel more of a slave to Master Jake. It made me feel actually owned by him, and submissive to him. Like he could make me do whatever he wanted, and, oddly enough, I liked it. It made me feel safe, and it made me feel like I had a place as a slave. This was me.

[Paradiizee]

When the flight finally landed, I was both disappointed and extremely relieved. The good looking boy sitting next to me was grinning widely, and his eyes were lit with something that confused me... anticipation? The flight was over, and this guy I would never see again. I got another text from my master at that moment.

Jake: I understand you're flight has landed. Text me when you are off the plane bitch. And I mean immediately, unless you want to be punished even more.

I read the text and shook a little bit. I was so exhausted, I could barely keep my eyes open. My entire body felt so weak from orgasm after orgasm, and the boy next to me, Eric, could tell.

"Hey Sarah, you seem tired. Need some help carrying you're luggage?" he asked, with a smile on his face, the same, anticipating light in his eyes. 'He knows I'm probably never going to see him again, right?' I thought to myself.

"No, it's OK, I think I can manage..." I yawned. I got up to get my things, and swayed, falling back into the seat.

"I don't think you can" he grinned. Don't worry, I got it. I blurrily saw his tan, muscular arms reaching up to the overhead compartment and grabbing my bags.

I got up, and he let me lean on him as we walked off of the plane and into the airport. Once we got inside, he asked me if I wanted to go to the ladies room to freshen up a bit before my mother picked me up.

"Am I that bad?" I asked, with a half smile, wagging my eyebrows at him.

He laughed. "Just go, before you're mom sees you in this state." he guffawed. "Which bag has your toiletries?"

I pointed at the right bag and he handed it to me. I walked into the bathroom, and found it empty. The first thing I did was pull out my phone to make sure my mom hasn't called, or texted me, before I realized that I hadn't texted Master Jake yet! I quickly opened up his message and typed quickly:

Me: Master, I'm inside the airport now.
Jake: What took so long? You should have texted by now.
Me: I'm sorry, master, I'm very tired, I couldn't even walk straight. Eric had to help me with my bags, I kept falling over.

The End c:

[jas1111]

hot!

[ironeagle2]

great start