He ran his fingers over her back and ass. She shuddered violently. Taking up the cane, He swung it and connected solidly with her ass. THWACK! Her body swung forward with the impact and her toes scrambled for purchase on the floor. The thump of the cane, the ringing of the bells, her muffled cry around the gag, and the faint scuffing noises of her shoes on the floor made an intoxicating symphony to His ears. A bright red stripe glowed across her ass, and the tangy aroma of female arousal filled the air. The cane rose and fell, over and over, harder, faster. On her ass, on her back, on her thighs; stripes glowed red as her body convulsed with the pleasure and the pain. Tears were freely flowing down her cheeks. Her breathing was ragged. The junction of her thighs was wet with her juices.

He let the cane drop to the floor with a thump. He gazed admiringly at the welts that covered her body from the shoulders to the knees. Cruelly, He dragged His nails across the already abused skin. More muffled cries came from around the gag. The bells sounded over and over again as he opened the welts with his nails.

His hand reached up, removed the gag, and flung it to the floor. He roughly ran a hand over her dripping gash and brought it up to her face, to show her the juices she offered to Him in tribute. He forced His fingers into her mouth. Her lips and tongue moved eagerly around His them, sucking her juices from his skin. He pulled His fingers from her mouth. She gasped, "Thank You, Master for feeding my cunt juices to me. Thank You."

"Of course, my eager little slut," He said as He reached for the crop and began to ferociously stripe her bound and clamped breasts. The bells gave a steady melody to the silibant slash and percussive crack of the crop -- the music to which He made her dance. Her body convulsed with sobs of ecstacy.

The slashes stopped as He ripped the clamp from her clit, and rubbed the tortured, engorged flesh as the blood flowed back into it. The agony was pure bliss; the bliss was pure agony. His other hand roamed over her flesh, pinching and slapping, causing the juices to flow more freely from her gaping cunt. The stinging blows landed over and over again onto her flesh, marking her, making her His own. Every muscle in her body strained for release. With difficulty she choked out the words, "Master, please may i cum now? Oh, please, Master, i need to cum. my dripping whore's gash is so hot and wet. Please, Master, let me cum, oh, please."

He smiled at the writhing, panting property before Him. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Cum for Me now, slut-slave, right now," He said, as he suddenly brought His hand down with great force, first on one swollen breast then the other.

Her back arched as every muscle went rigid and she cried out in blissful joy. The shudders of a soul-searing climax coursed through her body again and again. A steady flow of hot pussy juice ran down her thighs. He leaned in and sunk His teeth into the flesh of her tits, perilously close to breaking the skin, marking her with His teeth. Her body continued to jerk and her cunt continued to spasm as He brutally thrust two fingers into her sopping wetness, His thumb strumming and stroking her clit as she cried, "Oh God, so good! Thank You Master! Thank you." He pulled his fingers out and slapped the gaping gash between her legs--once, twice, three times--before thrusting three fingers into her. The fingers of His free hand grasped her sweaty, tangled hair as He applied His teeth to her battered and bound tits once again.

"Please, Master, may i have another," she sobbed through the tears that were running down her cheeks. Without removing His teeth from her tits, He viciously rammed her gash with four fingers. "Yes, Master, thank You, Master. Thank You for making me your fucktoy, your slut, your whore, your dangling piece of fuckmeat. Fist me, Master, please fist me. Make me completely yours."

He reached up and slipped her cuffs from the hook on the ceiling and moved her over the rough wooden table. He fastened the cuffs on her wrists to a lanyard that was secured to the table with an large eyescrew. He attached cuffs to her ankles, and secured a spreader bar there--adjusting it so that her legs were spread to the maximum. Her cunt gaped and dripped a puddle onto the table. The harsh surface of the table reawakened the pain in the welts that covered her back. She felt the ooze of blood under her. she cried out as He thrust first three, and then four fingers into her sopping snatch. The pressure became constant as He began to move the widest part of His hand into her. He released the rough ropes that bound her tits, and pinched, slapped and mauled the tortured globes as they began to swell. He jerked the clamps off her nipples just as His entire hand entered her cunt. She cried out, "Thank You Master for the pain." He curled His fingers and began slowly thrusting into her. Her cunt gripped and released around His hand and wrist. Her juice flowed freely and caused a soft sucking sound as His hand moved inside her. Her cries rang out through her sobs, "Thank You, Master!"

His hand reached up and grasped her by the throat, squeezing--just a little--making her fight for the very air she breathed. His hand bruising her soft white throat--leaving marks that looked like a living collar. His other hand and wrist moving within her cunt, rough knuckles scraping the tender inner flesh. Her moans and whimpers were interspersed with sobs as her eyes pleaded with Him for the mercy that she did not really want. The hand on her throat suddenly moved upward to her hair, taking a handful he jerked her head up and forced her to look at the bulge in her lower abdomen. She sobbed, "Oh, oh Master, so beautiful. i am honored that Master thinks me worthy to take so much pain for Him." Tears flowed down her cheeks as copiously as the juices from her cunt flowed onto His arm. He gently laid her head back down. He looked deep and hard into her eyes and said, "Cum, slut, I own you."

As if struck, her body jerked upward straining against her bonds. Her back arched as her hips pumped furiously trying to take more of His arm into her. She cried out, "Cummmmmmmming, Master, cumming for You." He began to rub her clit and her spasms came harder and faster. He rolled the tiny point of engorged flesh between his thumb and forefinger. Her body began to writhe, her head whipped from side to side and she screamed in agonizing pleasure. "Don't stop cumming, slut. Don't you dare stop." Her cunt juices squirted out from around His arm. "Nothing in you is yours to keep; you are fuckmeat--Mine to enjoy when, where and how I see fit." Fireworks exploded in her head and her cunt. She was lost in an orgasm so intense that she felt she was spinning up to the center of the sun. Her cries became incoherent screams and she tumbled deeper and deeper through subspace. She managed to gasp out, "Please. . . Master. . . let me. . . stop . . . cumming." He increased the pace of His thrusting inside her and His stroking on her clit, "Whose choice, Slut?" She could barely catch her breath as she whispered, "Yours, Master; my life is your choice."

"Always. Remember that, whore," as he pulled His hand out of her with a pop. She whimpered at the ache of emptiness. His hand and wrist were glistening and dripping with her juices. He smeared the juices on her breasts and belly. She cried out as her juices seeped into the welts on her bruised and battered tits. She begged abjectly, "Please, Master, may i lick your hand clean? Oh, oh, please feed me my cunt juices. Finger fuck Your slut's mouth with her own pussy slime, please Master. . " She was silenced by His fingers in her mouth. Her lips and tongue licked and sucked her juices off His hand and arm. He smiled down at her, "Such a good, eager little slut she is."

Her cheeks pinkened as she breathlessly said, "Thank You Master. Please, Master, will You allow me to serve you now. Please, Master, i so want to please You. i need your cum, Master, wherever You choose to give it to me."

His face hardened as He loosened her wrist cuffs from their anchor above her head. He jerked her from the table to put the maximum friction on her already bruised and welted back. Placing both hands on her shoulders, he forced her to her knees. With one hand he loosed His throbbing erection and thrust it into her wet and willing mouth. He was almost too big for her. Her lips were stretched tight around His shaft as her tongue worked furiously to pleasure the cock that she worshiped. Her entire world was reduced to that jut of flesh that thrust in and out of her mouth. His hands closed around her head, fingers entwining in her sweaty hair, as he thrust His hardness into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat. Her cuffed hands fell to her dripping snatch and fingered her clit delicately, as He fucked her face like a cunt. His hands bruised and tore at her scalp as He suddenly thrust deep into her mouth, pressing her face into His groin, not allowing her to breathe. Tears ran down her cheeks as she struggled for breath and looked up at Him beseechingly. "Even the air you breathe is a gift from Me, slut," He said as He pulled her head back. She pulled as much air as she could into her aching lungs and gave him a look filled with gratitude and devotion. He shifted his weight slightly to slide the toe of his boot against her hand where she was still fingering herself. As he pumped her mouth, she began to hump her gash on the boot between her legs. She rubbed her slit from the toe of the boot to the ankle, moaning around His cock as the leather rubbed her clit. "That''s right. That''s my little bitch in heat."

Sweat was seeping into the welts on her back, stinging and burning--the pain increasing the tempo of her thrusting hips and the circling of her tongue as He fucked her face. His eyes never left hers, telling her without words who she belonged to--fucking her mind with His eyes. His hips began to thrust more violently than before. His body went rigid; he howled as He thrust deep into her mouth. Tears of utter bliss rolled down her cheeks as spurt after spurt of His seed exploded into her throat. She joyfully swallowed every drop.

He smiled down at her, "Such a good little slut; you have pleased me." He roughly wiped the tears from her face. Love, gratitude and devotion shone out of her eyes. He pulled out of her mouth and wiped Himself clean with her hair. As he stepped back from her, she whispered, "Thank You, Master, for allowing me to give You pleasure.'" Without the support of His hands on her head, she slumped to the floor. He took a soft blanket from the closet, and covered her body. Her last conscious awareness before she drifted into sleep was His voice, "Sleep well, little slut. Sweet dreams."

            “You masturbate a lot, right?”

            She seemed shocked but nodded dumbly.

            “Do it for me now!”

            Slowly both hands went to her sex and she began to toy with her labia.  I turned on the camera then sat down on the sofa and watched her my cock hard once more.  Soon her fingers were a rapidly moving blur on her clit, her hips moving and back arching up and she pleasured herself.  Now that she was aroused I questioned her. 

“How often do you masturbate?”

“Every day.  Often more than once.”

“Do you use sex toys?”

“Yes.”

“Where are they?”

“In the bedside table.”

“Don’t you dare cum until I come back.”

Checking her sex toys I found three basic vibrators, one really large suction cup vibrator with a raised clitoral stimulator and a very basic pair of screw adjusted nipple clamps. Taking the large vibrator and the clamps I walked back to the living room where April is writhing in frustration holding herself off from her climax.  Seeing me, she attacked her clit and was over the edge of her orgasm in seconds, sighing and moaning her wetness clearly visible on her fingers.

     “Well it would seem you are already quite into what we have planned. Please look at the camera and while I explain what I think you are asking for.  I am getting ready to restrain you and this is going to be the last easy exit from this pathway.  You want me to hurt you, to torture you sexually to let you experience not only someone else controlling you, but forcing you to get your pleasure in the midst of pain.  You expressed your limits, no severe injury like broken bones, but you want to experience real, significant, perhaps even agonizing pain, and don’t mind welts, bruising and similar damage even though they might leave some scaring, although I will try not to break the skin surface in anything we do.  You do not want a safe word or motion whereby you can end the action if it gets too painful for you.  You realize that ropes and restraints will leave marks as well and that I will be sexually using your body with nothing off limits.  Are you sure about all this or would you like to reconsider.”

“Are you kidding?  Tom, I have fantasized about this for years.  You’re they only one I could surrender so completely to without worrying they might kill me in the heat of the moment.  No matter how much I scream or cry keep going.  Force me beyond what I think I can do.  If I should pass out keep going. Use and abuse me as the dirty slut I am deep down.  Do what you will to me and let me be your victim.  Hurt me bad.  I need this.  I have been a bad girl.

“Stand up!”

Taking the rope I began by binding her breasts.  I wrapped the rope painfully tight about the lovely round softness of her twin mounds until the both stuck perfectly outward from her chest the skin tight from the pressure and beginning to both swell from the restricted blood flow cause by the ropes.  Blood could flow into her breasts, but it was harder getting it out and her white skin was turning a deep purple and becoming taut from the swelling.

Once her breasts were dealt with I placed the suction cup toy in such a place that she had to straddle the chair facing the wrong way her chest toward the low chair back to impale herself upon it.  As the tip found her opening she gasped out.  “I’ve never been able to take the whole thing. It was a gag gift from my bachelorette party, not something intended to be really fucked.”

“Well we are going to see if things are different today,” I told her as I pressed her down onto the huge artificial cock.  While made of soft material the vibrator must have been some 10 inches long and probably eight inches around with the head even larger.  I wasn’t surprised such a tiny girl hard never tried to force it in but she was trying now and at last after many, many thrusts she had the thing buried deep enough where the clitoral stimulator was where it belonged. 

Forcing her to stay still, while deeply impaled, I took out the athletic support bandages I’d found in her bathroom and carefully wrapped them about her arms so that in the end each whole arm was secured from just below the shoulder to the wrist against the chair back’s outer spindles.  In this position her now purple breasts hung proudly out over the chair back.  Using the same type of restraint I secured her legs in a frog like position to the lower chair, but I was unhappy because she could still move her chest and hips enough to cause problems so I walked out to my truck and came back with some webbed cargo straps and their ratchets.  I used on over her hips to press her further unto the intruding toy in her pussy and then used a second to make sure her chest movement was not such as to change to location of her breasts.  Next I blindfolded her with scarf.  Gathering the other items I had found I reached down and turn on the sex toy. 

I didn’t have to wait long for she cried out in shock and then pleasure as the little clitoral stimulator began working on her center of pleasure.  Taking her nipple clamps I sucked on each of her hard tips then applied the clamp each gaining a deep pained moan.  I allowed her to adjust to this sensation then removed them and tightened the screw and reapplied them to her nipples this time getting a pained yip from her as she realized the crushing effect of the now tight clamps.  I toyed with them bringing her more pain and pleasure twisting and tugging on the clamps and as I did so I noted the little rubber protectors seemed removable so when I took them off the next time I slid them off revealing serrated teeth in the alligator clamp.  I tightened them all the way and replaced the tips.  I wanted her to see this.  Holding them in front of her I removed the protective covers and then placed the first on her left nipple.  The moment I allowed the pressure to close April began to thrash against her bounds screaming in pain and panic.  Even on five acres I could hardly have the police respond to reports of a screaming woman so I grabbed the nearest item I could—her panties and tied them in place with another scarf from her dresser as a gag, then I examined her nipple.  The teeth we deeply indented into the sensitive skin but she was not bleeding so I placed the second one and watched her suffer.  In about ten minutes her muffled cried changed tones and I thought the vibrator might be doing it job.  I shoved a finger up her ass just in time to feel the contractions of her orgasm.

Great, I thought she has cum in pain.  Now it was time for more severe pain.  Removing the clamps I allowed her nipple to recover their sensitivity and then prepared to use one of the items from the garage.   Out on a shelf I had notice this oversized mousetrap, not quite a rattrap it was nevertheless markedly larger than the standard mousetrap.  The spring was very stiff and strong when I tested it and now I pulled it back and aimed carefully, letting it snap shut on her right nipple.

Her whole body jerked in agony.  She tried desperately to move anything to escape the paint that sprang from a point that usually yielded pleasure.  He mouth opened in muffled screams.  I pulled the trap off the nipple without opening it, allowing it to crush the very sensitive tip as it at last snapped free.  She sat there breathing in shallow, rapid gasps not knowing what was coming next but trying to prepare mentally for the next onslaught of pain suddenly taking this seriously.  I could tell by her body language she expected I would move on and do the same thing to the other nipple so I pulled back the metal mechanism and snapped it shut once more on the same nipple. Her whole body stiffed and clenched, but the noise this time was different and it took me a moment to realize she’d just cum again.

I soon fell into a pattern working both nipples and the areola surrounding them. After a few snaps the crushed nipples began to swell with bruising.  I had to be careful to turn the trap this way and that so that no single area of the nipples or surrounding tissue received too many blows and tore.  By the time they’d each received maybe two dozen crushing impacts them whole nipple structure, areolas included was erotically swollen and puffy, sticking out a good inch and a half from the surrounding breasts.  The pace couldn’t be rushed and I wasn’t sure how far to push my friend.  I knew from her reactions I had her in agony a good portion of the time, but over the two hours of nipple torture she kept climaxing about every 15 minutes.  Even this I discovered was torture for her, because after she peaked her clit was super sensitive like most women’s are, but in her current position the direct stimulation to her clit continued unabated and she had to endure to until her body would calm down and begin building for another climax which the whole cycle taking some 15 minutes. 

By the time her nipples looked like any more might make them bleed, April’s appearance had markedly altered.  Her hair, in fact her whole body was soaked in sweat.  Her head lolled to the side except in the agonizing periods ever few minutes when the trap would crush her nipples.  In the chair the vibrator stood in a sea of her juices.  It was time to move on.  Slowly I disconnected her from the chair and helped her onto her feet.  She leaned heavily against me as I brought her to the bed and laid her down.  I got a towel and dried her off.  After a drink she looked better.  But I wasn’t yet done even though she thought so. 

Gathering towel razor and other supplies I settled between her legs and shaved her vulva until she was completely bare.  I knew this would make her super sensitive.  Her four poster bed was perfect for what I had in mind, but my cock was on fire after two hours of off and on erections while tormenting her nipples.  So I fucked her newly shaved pussy leaving another deposit deep within her.  She was so tired she was completely passive allowing me to use her as I would.  Even when I masturbated her as I fucked her willing pussy she just allowed the orgasm to take her without much movement. 

At last I got her back on her feet at the foot of the bed and tied her arms very tight and firm to the upright posts.  Her legs were then spread and tied as far apart as possible, increasing the strain on her arms.  I could see her examining her damaged nipples in the mirrored headboard.  I re-gagged her and then brought in the switches I’d cut outside.  She looked at me in panic, but I ignored her worries and selecting a long limber branch I showed it to her.  The noise of the switch moving through the air seemed to terrify her as much as the impact.  Her exhausted body seemed to leap forward in her bindings as the bright red stripe appeared on her buttocks.  Selecting a slow steady pace in the next few minutes I had her butt and backs of her thighs covered.  She sagged her weight on her arms as I studied her the tracks of her tears plain on her cheeks.

I wanted her standing on her feet for what was to come but she was slow to respond when I mentioned this, so stepping behind her slumped form I took careful aim at her newly shaved slit and struck her as hard as I could.  Even through the gag I could hear her agonized screams coming one after another in an endless wail of suffering.  She was standing now and I carefully covered her breasts with stripes from the switches.  Then with well-aimed blows I did the same to utra-sensitive and newly shaved public mound.

Walking out to the living room I found the pair of vise-grips I had brought in earlier.  Now it was time for the final agony, time to raise her pain to another level.  The vice grips would literally crush whatever I clamped and I opened them slightly not wanting to destroy but to crush and hurt her most delicate structures.  Picking her left nipple I crushed it in the pliers until they locked.  April spasmodically jerked this way and that trying anything to escape the heavy crushing pressure of the vice grip that now dangled from her nipple pulling and tugging with every movement causing even more pain. Her voice nothing more than a thin wail of misery behind the gag.

After watching her for a couple minutes I reached out and released the vise grip listening as her gasping cry of agony changed to muffled sobs.  After another few minutes I placed the vice grips on the other nipple.  I looked at her wondering it I should continue but there was nothing in her eyes to guide me just her desperation to avoid more pain, but she had requested I push her beyond this level so I crushed this nipple as well.  She screamed out and then slumped, passed out from the pain, I realized.  Just as well.

I removed the vice grips from her nipple and sat on the floor between her legs. Pulled up on the skin above her clit exposed it and while she was out cold I clamped the vice grips on her tender clit.  Leaving it dangle I got some water to woke her up with a cup of water to the face and couple of jaw ringing slaps.  If she’d been in panic before she was frantic now, but there was no escape from the crushing steel on her clit or the heavy wrench’s weight dangling from her organ. 

Using the towel I dried her ass from all the fluids pouring from her pussy then positioning myself at her opening then I began and long hard process of dry fucking her in the ass.  I’d never realized before just how painful it is for the guy to fuck a woman in her unlubed anus.  She was so tight I thought my cock would break and at last I oilded my tool for my comfort more than hers and soon as inside her and thrusting as her flesh clung to me with every movement I couldn’t last too long and in fifteen minutes I felt her begin to climax, her spasms lifting over the edge into huge contractions of pleasure pouring my juices into her backside.  As I withdrew I reached around and removed the pair of vice grips that had so tormented her clit.  I untied her and she collapsed in a heap on the floor murmuring, crying and moaning.  I bodily had to pick her up and place her in the bed.   Toweling her down I saw her smile tiredly. 

“It was worse and better than I ever imagined.”

“You need to sleep.”

“I will.  You’re going to stay aren’t you?”

“Of course I will.”

“Just one more thing, before I sleep.”

“What is it?”

“I’ve done so many things I never even thought about.  I need some normalcy.”

“Everything is over.  Things are back to normal. What else do you need?”

“ I need you…” she trailed off sleepily, then continued, “to fuck me!”

I smiled as I climbed on top. 

 

Part three to follow if you're interested.

 

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My father came back from a so called “business trip” last Tuesday, he had gone with another man. He stood at 6ft tall long dark hair, strongly built and was about 30 years old. He gave my shivers down my spine whenever we met. He would glare at me, look me up and down and if no one was in the room he would start to put his hands on me sliding his hands further up my leg. It made me sick just the thought of his hands going any higher and touching me anywhere in appropriate. Anyway my father came back from his trip in a very bad mood I didn’t know why, but I was guessing it had something to do with money considering he was yelling at my mother for spending too much whilst he was away. Later that the night after he came home he called me down the stairs, I was wondering what I had done wrong this time if anything and what kind of beating I was going to get however sitting there was my father, my mother and the man he went way on his business trip, at this point I began to grow curious of what was going on.

I went to sit down when I was told no by my father, he told me in a stern voice “take off every piece of clothing you are wearing” I stood there is disbelief

“Wwwhat???” I asked 

“Do not argue with me do as you are told or you will be in big trouble!” my father angrily growled.

So I did I slowly began to take my clothes of in front of them, I took my top of first, then my skirt leaving me only in my bra and panties.

“Well, what are you waiting for take them off?” my father ordered.

So I undone my bra revealing my 34 C breast and then took my panties off revealing the rest of me.

“Ahh, she’s nicely sculpted, she’s shaved, great tits, and wonderfully long dark hair…I’ll take her.” The man said.

“What? Take me where??? Mother what is going on??? Please someone explain?” I started to cry.

My father then began to explain what was happening. He said that his last business trip didn’t go as planned and he had lost a lot of money and we were all in potential danger of loosing our home due to a lot of debt. He had discussed this with his business partner and he had made him an offer. He would pay of all of our family’s debt if he could own me. So basically I had been sold to a man I hated and despised. He made my skin crawl and I couldn’t even begin to think what he was going to do with me.

So that’s what happened, this now why I am in the back of a brand new Mercedes wearing a skimpy dress, no underwear and 6 inch high heels. My hair pinned up and my face had make up on, red lipstick, a pale foundation, pink blusher, and black mascara. I felt like a dirty whore, I knew what was going to happen I knew that all of my freedom had been taken away from me, not that I had much in the first place.

We got to his house and went in and I gasp once I went in, I was shocked I had always thought my house was nice but when I saw this house it made the house I had lived in look shabby and poor.

“Right then lets get started, follow me to your room were I will get to know you, or should I say your body, a lot better.”

I followed him to my new room when I entered and it was amazing it was big and had candles, a little table and 2 chairs, a luxurious rug and a 4 post double bed. Still that didn’t make any different I didn’t want to be here I didn’t want to be just a “thing” that could be sold. I then spotted a closet with a lock on it which this man was going to. He unlocked it and took out some rope, “On the bed, slut!” he shouted, I ran for the door trying to escape but unbeknown to me he had locked he, he then grabbed my hair and dragged me over to the bed. He tied my left and right hand to the bed then went to my feet and tied them to bed as well. He took my clothes off and then began to speak:

“Right then, you will address me as Master and you are now my slave no doing so will get you punished, Whenever I want to fuck you I expect you to obey this and not fight, once again if you don’t obey this you will get punished. I also expect you to allow other people to fuck you when I bring them back here failure to obey this or if you fight it will end up in punishment and lastly slave, I expect you to take orders, to do everything I tell you to do. Do you understand Slave?” I didn’t answer I was so scared I didn’t know what to do. He then got out a cane and hit me with it on my stomach “I said do you understand slave?”

“Yes….Master.” I replied.

“Good, now for starters I want to see how good you are at sucking cock so you will suck mine, oh and I expect you to swallow”

I had never sucked a cock before in fact I had only ever had sex with one person before so I was completely inexperienced. He started to untie my hands and feet but then tied my hands behind my back, he put me kneeing on the floor and started to unzip he trousers, take them off and take of his boxers revealing his 8inch cock.

“Now suck it bitch! And suck it good.” He said

Feeling helpless I started to suck his cock I was sucking it slowly and only sucked the top of it which clearly was not enough because he grabbed at my hair and started pushing my mouth in more and was pushing me a lot quicker. I could feel his cock in the back of my throat. It was sliding in and out, making me gag, I felt like I was choking on his cock. He was fucking my mouth, his hands pushing my mouth on his cock, his hips moving closer to get his cock all the way in. I couldn’t breathe; I felt tears running down my face as I was getting fucked in the mouth. I then felt his cum, going all the way down my throat.

“Wow, you are a dirty little slut aren’t you? You didn’t spill a drop of cum out of you mouth, I’m impressed. Did you enjoy that my little slave?”

I looked up at him, I wanted to untie my hands had go and hurt him so much for doing this to me but instead I was powerless, there was no chance I me getting away so I thought to myself the only thing I can do is just do as I’m told.

“Yes, I did enjoy sucking your cock.” I lied.

“Wrong slut, wrong! You didn’t address me as Master so for that you will be punished”

He then reached up towards the ceiling in the middle of the room were there were some shackles hanging down, he then grabbed my hands and put them in the shackles. I could barely reach them so my whole body felt as if it was being stretched; I was standing on the tips of my toes. He then got something else out of the cupboard but I could not make out what it was. He told me to hold still and then put something on my nipples which hurt so much. They were nipple clamps. The pain was excruciating.

Then he got the cane back out.

“For your disrespect of not calling me master you receive your first ever punishment, I am going to hit you with the cane 10 times on different parts of your body.”

I started to panic, I didn’t want to get hit with the cane but I daren’t argue.

“One!” he growled.

He hit me on my right arm

“Two!”

This time he hit me on my left arm

“Three”

He hit me on my left leg

“Four!”

The pain now starting to become unbearable he his me on my right leg

“Five”

He hit me on my stomach

“Now for the fun part, Six”

He hit me on my left breast, I had never felt so much pain, with the clamps on my nipples and the cane going full force on them it hurt so much.

“Seven”

I got hit on my right breast

“Eight!”

Hitting me on my back

“Your last 2 slut, Nine”

He hit me across my arse it stung so much

“Last one, 10”

This was the most painful of all, it hurt so much it was on my arse again but my master had hit me a lot harder than he had any of the other 9 times.

He then got out a dildo, spread my legs and shoved it deep in my vagina.

“Does it feel good in you pussy my little fuck toy?”

“No master.” I replied

“Well you best get use to things being in your tight cunt because it’s going to be happening a lot. In fact you best get use to all your holes being filled because my cock needs to be seen to a lot and it loves every hole on a women.”

He was pounding a dildo in to my pussy whilst calling me a whore, a slag, and how I was going to become his new fuck toy and cum slut.  He then took the dildo out of my pussy and said:

“Now I’m going to put this in your mouth and I want it to stay there until you have licked it clean, whilst you do I am going to take pictures”

I was just hung there from the shackles, with a dildo in my mouth and my master taking pictures, I felt so humiliated but I also felt a different feeling, a feeling that was more pleasurable. No surely not but it was true, I found my self getting turned on I could feel myself getting wet.

“Was that fun slut?” he asked

“No, it hurt so much and I felt so humiliated. I promise to behave myself in the future master”

“Well from the look of your pussy you seemed to enjoy your self.”

He took me down from the shackles and placed me on the bed, my body felt tired, worn out and sore. I just wanted to crawl away and go to sleep but my master had something else he wanted to try out first.

Because he knew I was too weak to fight back he didn’t bother tying me back up, instead he started to touch my pussy, starting with my clit, he could feel how swollen it was and it felt good as he rubbed and flicked my clit, I started to moan slightly.

“So you’re enjoying this then? Looks like you’re going to be easier to train than I thought.”

I didn’t reply I was too caught up in this wonderful feeling, he then got on top of me and slide his cock inside of me, he started of slow but then with no signal he went in my quick and deep.

“Is this what a dirty whore likes? Your pussy being pounded by your master hard, fast and deep. I’m going to make you cum tonight slut, whether you like it or not.” He said to me.

I felt so lifeless but I was also trying to resist enjoying my self. I didn’t want to give into this feeling. But In the end I could help myself, as he pinched and squeezed away at my nipples, fucked my tight cunt I could feel an orgasm building up. He must have known this because just has I had cum he cummed too sending volts of both pleasure and pain into me.

“You enjoyed yourself tonight, didn’t you?”

I couldn’t lie so I told the truth:

“Yes I did master, at first I was horrified by what you were doing, and the pain was unbearable but I started to enjoy myself more and more master.”

“Good, I’m glad, we are going to have so much fun in the future slave, I mean I still haven’t played with your arse yet or got you to fuck other people in fact there are lots of things you haven’t done for me yet slut, but that will all be for another day, I think you have had all you can handle to night.”

He then left the room, I was curled up on the bed in so much pain but I had never felt so much satisfaction. I didn’t understand what was going on but I knew that there was going to plenty more nights like this one. Yes my freedom was gone, yes I was owned by a Master but I began to think that I could handle getting adjusted to this life.  

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When I came that next Saturday evening to take her out she was dressed as I requested and carrying an overnight bag containing the changes of clothes I’d suggested she bring.  She wore a thin, silky ivory blouse with no bra, which showed her smooth breasts and nipples in a subtle and yet very sexual manner, with short skirt, ivory thong and heels. She was wrapped in her fur coat to keep from freezing in the winter cold as we headed out to a quiet and romantic dinner.

During dinner I asked if she was sure she wanted to go through with this, but she assured me she was not only ready but getting wet just anticipating.  After dinner we drove out of town to a gentleman’s club, owned by a friend of mine, called “Hang-ups”.  I hoped that tonight we’d removed a few more of April’s hang ups so the place seemed aptly named.  April had never been inside a men’s club and was both curious and a little scared. 

“If I go in there as the only woman in the place I’ll be raped by a bunch of beer-bellied rednecks.”

“First of all you aren’t the only woman in here.  Remember you agreed to do whatever I told you to, even if that is being gang raped if that’s what I want for you.  Besides the crowd here is much more tame than you think and I doubt you’ll find many good’ol’boys this far north.  Come along like a good slave and do what I tell you.  You are about to do something more exciting than getting raped.

Walking in I took her coat and hung it in the rack by the door, placing her bag on the floor under her coat and then escorted her to a couple of empty bar stools by the stage. Hang ups was a intimately sized club with three or four dancers at any given time. A fully nude club which often features sex acts, the dancer nearest us was already topless exposing a set of D plus breast capped with dark pink nipples that she shamelessly tugged at while slipping a hand into her g-string.  I could see April was already enjoying seeing other women being sexual in front of her.    

               Watching the dancer for a couple of minutes I handed April a dollar and suggested she hold it out as a tip for the dancer.  Now females at a club always get special attention form the dancers and get to do more than any man could.  Rules limit male contact with the dancers although most allow some glancing contact while you are tipping and more in private lap dances. 

            Now April held forth her dollar and the girl came over and smiled at April guiding her hand holding the dollar to her breast and rubbed her hand all over the nipple.  I could literally see April shake with excitement.  Than the dancer lay on the bar level stage no more than two feet in front of April her feet raised and thong-covered sex facing April whose own nipples were clearly hard and pressing the thin fabric of her top.  The performer then reached down and pulled the thong off leaving her as naked as the day she was born.  April gasped looking at the woman’s completely shaved sex, but this dancer wasn’t done yet.  Her fingers moved down to her public mound and gently rubbed her clit masturbating then with both hands opened her sex to April’s fascinated gaze.  The woman had tiny in labia and a cute little clitoris exposed as she pulled back her labia, her sex clearly wet and juicy looking.  She pulled her legs way back exposing her pick anal opening, looking oh so very fuck-able.

            “God I want to eat her! April whispered to me.”  It was the first time she’d shared her ideas about the common female fantasy of making love with another woman and I responded.  Remember slave that if opportunity presents you are to lick up all the lovely female juices you can.  She looked at oddly but I ignored the unspoken question.

            After similar displays from other dancers I could see April was nearly frantic with arousal.  She was perspiring and when I reached between here legs for a sneaky feel I found a bubbling volcano.  She was ready and the time was just about here.  The dancers finished their set and the MC took the stage announcing that night’s contest.  They had five amateurs signed up to compete against each other in a contest with a machine.    Two dancers in g-string bikinis brought out the machine to the cheers of the crowd.  It was one of those very expensive vibrators that I’ll not name but you probably know about—you know the type the woman straddles while it teases her vagina, labia, and clit to heights un-reached previously. 

            “Are the girls here? He questioned.

            “Judy?” A tall large busted woman raised her arm amid the roar of the crowd.

            “Mary?” The name belonged to a short chubby arm from a short chubby woman with a biker tattoo

            “Rita?”  Rita it turned out was an average looking woman with glasses sitting at a table in the back and a friend had to raise her arm for her.

            “Samantha?”  A large boned woman with teased hair dyed a bright red.

            “April?”  She looked at me with wide eyed shock and I nodded.  Numbly she raised her hand amid cheers and calls from the crowd.

“Ladies the dancers lounge is in that back corner,” He said pointing.  We’ll give you a minute to get changed and ready while I explain the rules to everyone here.”

            April got her bag and walked back to the room with the other girls all of them looking hesitant and uneasy.              When they were gone the MC explained.  “This vibrator is like nothing you’ve ever seen.  It sends girls into orbit.  The dancers in the back just about fought to the death over rights to use it.  We’ve placed it between these two poles and the poles are being outfitted now with soft restraints.  Each girl will be brought out individually and will be expected to strip and dance about the room for a few minutes then when we call her over she will come over here and straddle this machine.  As you see there is an average sized dildo along with a frontal extension that stimulates her clit. 

            Once seated her wrists will be placed in the restraints and she will remain there for 15 minutes.  Whichever girl has the most orgasms wins.  If there is a tie we will have a play off.  The winner gets 500 dollars and an added bonus of riding this lovely tool again this time with the giant double dildo!” 

            The crowd was on it feet at this and was quite eager by the time they called for Mary.  For a chubby girl she was quite sexy with her plump tits and hairy twat.  She striped and worked the crowd.  You could tell she was starting to get into it, getting aroused and enjoying the power of turning so many people on.  When she at last climbed onto the machine she was wet and ready although like all the women she hadn’t been aware she’d be restrained and was a little hesitant. Once tied and settled on her knees the machine was turned on and we all watched in the suddenly hushed atmosphere what would happen.  Before long she was moving up and down and making little noises.  In five minutes she was moaning as her climax took her and then began screaming at the intense stimulation after she’d cum.  The men were screaming as well at this point and everyone cheered her as she reached a second orgasm at 13 minutes in.  She was untied after her 15 minutes a lead weakly off to watch the rest of the contest. 

            Samantha was next, her bright hair a contrast to her dark pubic curls.  She achieved three orgasms screaming in ecstasy and agony with each.    Her breasts and public hair were matted with sweat and her love juices when she finished.

            Judy had endurance.  After watching the first two women I didn’t think anyone could last long on the machine before it forced orgasms form their body, but Judy proved me wrong.  She rode the machine for more than ten minutes and then quietly shuddered in her peak of pleasure.  She moaned steadily for the remainder of the time, but had no more orgasms.

            April was next and I could tell that by this time she’d lost all inhibitions.  She strutted out in her neon pink thong bikini and removed the top at once.  The bottoms were off by the time she began her second round about the bar and when the called her she was laying back on the stage beginning to masturbate for everyone. 

            Walking over to the well used machine she delighted to male crowd by leaning down and sucking the phallus with three other girl’s juices covering it.  I wish there were words to portray the look of pleasure she showed when she realized she was going to be tied.  This was her thing and there is nothing that could have been done sexually to her that would gain her more pleasure than restraint.  The machine was turned on and I think the operator turned it up a little higher than the others due to his distraction with her overtly sexual behavior. 

            In any case, she started to make noise from the very first vibrations and soon as wracked by orgasm after orgasm her body writhing in font of the crowd her ear splitting screams coming every few minutes.  I was numb as I watched her full ability to climax and realized I’d just barely tapped it.  When her time was up she acted like a spoilsport and didn’t want to get off.  She’d had at least five orgasms in 15 minutes.

            Rita looked for all the world like an office secretary that have somehow lost her clothes and be paraded out on stage.  She was shy and uneasy during the dance portion of her show.  Like April, her pubic hair was completely shaved.  She had good-sized breasts with large dark brown nipples that contrasted with her bright pink labia and looks or no, she was a sex machine.  Once the machine was on she climaxed regularly and wasn’t so loud as April, but with her larger breasts was very appealing.  I had no idea how often she came, but the final tally was four times.  April was the winner!

            She was drawn back to center stage with the other girls.  The MC explained they were going to change the vibrating head and she would get one more ride.  As they removed the used head April once more delighted the group by licking it clean.  They placed the double head and thankfully for her backside lubricated it.  She placed herself more carefully this time—getting it in the ass as well, and was then restrained. Then the machine was placed on high something none of them had experienced.  April nearly leaped upright and then forced her pussy down on the mechanical pleasuring device crying out, “Oh My God!”

            The MC then told the other girls that giving April’s love for the their juices they should move over and make her lick their pussies.  She may have won but this is your chance to make her pay for beating you!  They each took turns making April lick their sex to climax as the machine forced repeated orgasms from April.  When they we at last satisfied her face was covered in girl goo.  It was the better part of an hour before the machine was off and April released.  She walked unsteadily over to me on the stage and went to get her clothes. 

Walking naked through the bar, the men mobbed around her molesting her tits and even rubbing sensitive pussy before she reached the dancer’s lounge.  When she hadn’t returned in some time I walked over that way and at last spotted her in a dark corner with one of the dancers.  April straddled her lap as the girl sucked her nipples.  One of the dancer’s hands was busy fingering April’s clit while her other hand reached around April’s cute ass a finger placed well up inside her anus.  Needless to say, April achieved bliss at least twice that I saw with this person and gave her a long French kiss good by.

April was totally sexualized and sensitized.  Everything felt great and everything turned her on even through she was exhausted.  She masturbated the whole way home in the car and after draining my pent-up lust into her body we went to bed little realizing another new adventure awaited us just a few hour away.

 

Part four if you’re interested.

 

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she asked again as she walked towards me and i still couldnt answer her. by the time she walked over to me i managed to get some words out " hello mistress julia, please forgive me for my rudeness" i said hoping she wouldnt notice the mess behind me. but she did, the look she give me sent chills through out my body. " what is this? you cant do as your told little girl?" she said "mistress im can explain this, i was still cleaning when you came home and im sorry mistress it wouldnt..." she cut me off. she slapped me so hard that all i could was cry which made things worse, she dragged me to the kitchen. at the time she reached around the corner and grabbed the cane. seeing that my chore was not done at all, she pushed me down to my knee. i just sat there waiting for the pain to rain down on me but it didnt. she grab me by the hair and pulled me up from the floor. "is your room at least clean?" she asked, i couldnt answer her.

i knew i was in trouble, she dragged me back to the stairs and pushed me up them. she throw me in her and master's bedroom "you stay here do you understand me?" she said "yes mistress" i said and with that she turned to check on taliya. taliya wasnt as in much trouble as i was, she just had some bags to throw out. mistress walked up to taliyas' door of course taliya greeted her with a smile. mistress had ask taliya why she wasnt done with her room and why i didnt take the bags down for her, taliya told her everything. mistress now knew everything, from me refusing to do my chores down to chatting with taliya while she did her's. mistress returned to me, her eyes an icy blue now. i was so scared that i had moved from where she placed me. she grabbed me up so fast and spun me around. she throw me on the bed.

i didnt move til i felt the cane come down on me, i still had my clothes on so i was okay. "get up ceres" she said i was scared too. i didnt want to make things worse for me so i got up and kept my eyes and head lowered. "do i have to tell you want to do, ceres?" she asked "no mistress" i answer, i wasnt sure where she was going with this. "do i have to watch you everyday, ceres?" "no mistress" "then why must i take time out to deal with you like this, ceres?" i couldnt answer that question and with that she took my clothes off and made me lay flat on my stomach. she started so light that i throught she wasnt going to punish me but i was wrong the pain rainned down on me, she didnt let up til she reach 20. all i could do was cry.

mistress let me lay there for 10 minutes crying. she pulled me up and wrapped me in a sheet and sat me on her legs. she held me til i stopped crying. it was almost time for master to be home. we sat in the chair next to the bed for awhile then she cleaned me up and got me dressed. taliya was already in the kitchen cleaning while master sat at the table. "i didnt hear you come in jon?" she said "go help taliya, ceres me and julia need to have a word" "yes master". i started helping taliya, taliya had already started cooking and master had yelled for me. i walked into the livingroom to find mistress sitting on the sofa and master standing. he looked at me, "tell me ceres, did you disobey us today?" he asked, "yes master, i did".

he spun me around with that answer and pinned me to the wall. he raised my skirt over my bare ass, "please master i wont disobey again please no more" i said crying and he let me go. after we ate i cleaned up, i got to bed at 11 that night before i got the chance to lay down master opened the door "your sleeping with us tonight, ceres" "yes master" i wanted to ask why but i didnt. i just followed him and closed their bedroom door behind me. master put me in the bed that he had on his side and taliya was already in her bed next to mistress. i lay down and fell asleep, i was so tired from what happen that master didnt wake me in the morning.

By Dick Inkum

(Weeks after her capture and serving as a cocubine, Kara and the other women are sent to the slave market)

In the morning after the party, and all the sex we could stand, we women were loaded onto a wagon and driven to our captors capitol city. We were taken to the back room of an arena to await our fate. About noon the area began to fill.

"Who are these people?" I asked one of our keepers.

"Some are rich old men looking for a second or third wife. Some will buy a girl for their sons or just for recreation. Some are younger men who have lost a wife. Some are brothel keepers who will look for bargains" he replied.

I rather hoped I wasn't a bargain.

The auctioneer called for order. Our group of twelve was led out on stage. I had the creepy feeling of hundreds of people appraising by body for sexual utility.

The auctioneer decided to star with one of the mid-twenties women. He called her forward and disrobed her. There was great applause and many shouts of sexual intent. The auctioneer began taking bids, but wasn't satisfied. He took the girl, spun her around and had her bend over.

"Look at that ass! She'll take all your cock in it. Now what am I bid?" he shouted.

The brothel owners had dropped out at that point. She was eventually sold to a very wealthy merchant.

The next woman up was the other twenty-something in our group. The result was about the same.

I was third. I have to say that when I was stripped, I had to smile at the loudness of the applause and the very lewd remarks.

"Here we have a teenager who will bear many children" said the auctioneer, "she will make an excellent wife or concubine for a young person. Everyone here would love to fuck her and she can be yours!"

The bidding began. The brothel owners, I'm told, stayed in the bidding longer than usual, but eventually an older man with a boy about eighteen or twenty won the bidding at a very high price. I left the stage to await my claiming.

Zetta was up next. She was very nervous when she was stripped. Her virginity was announced and the bidding went very high. The brothel owner would resell her virginity for a very high price. She had hardly started her periods, but she was sold to a brothel where she would immediately fuck four to ten times a day.

The older women (especially those overweight) went at much lower bids. Two of them went to brothels, most as replacement wives.

I was curious about my new owners, but I had to wait until the auction was over. Zetta was crying. I tried to comfort her, a promised I'd try to rescue her if I could. The whorehouse madam came and put her arm around her and led her off.

At length my owners came. The elder man said he had bought me for his sons. Plural?

Yes, he had boys eighteen, sixteen, and fourteen. Fourteen? Yes, he'll grow into a good partner, he assured me.

The father, Mr. Y. said that he expected his oldest son to be married in a year and regardless of where he chose to live, that I would remain in the house. He said I would not be used by the three boys randomly or continuously. He had already considered a schedule. He would tell me later.

The eighteen year old was accompanying him. Arfa was quite nice enough looking and was of medium height and build. He asked me for a kiss. I was glad he asked. After all, he could take what he wanted from his slave.

Mr. Y asked if I had been pregnant. I told him I was a virgin before I was captured and the military made sure I wouldn't get pregnant.

"Ah, yes, of course" he replied.

Arfa looked quizzical. Mr. Y told him he'd explain it later.

We were carted to my new home. It was a very impressive villa in the nicest part of the city. Mrs. Y was quite nice to me though rather imperious. She showed me around the house. I'd have my own bedroom.

I would have household duties in the mornings under the directions of their housekeeper-cook named Meera, an older woman. I would also help serve at feasts and parties.

Mr. Y asked if I could sing, dance, or play an instrument. I could play the lyre a bit. He said I would get lessons in all of these if I showed any talent or desire. I desired.

Starting tomorrow, my sexual favors would be dispensed on a weekly schedule. Alternate days for six days, I would be mistress to Arful (eighteen) and Borth (sixteen). Torf (fourteen would have one day. A sexual working day would start no earlier than two o'clock, have a four to seven dinner break, and resume seven to ten if my master desired. None would sleep with me except by my invitation. I should teach them how to avoid making me pregnant.

"Now" said Mrs. Y, "we must make you some decent clothes".

She called Meera who produced a great deal of material. The cloth was beautiful and I was thrilled. Meera would make me day clothes for work and recreation and I would have four colors of evening dresses required at dinner. The only sandals they had available were noit quite a fit. I was assured that I'd have neew ones in a few days.

This evening we would have a family feast to celebrate my arrival. A feast to honor a slave girl! That probably violated some social code. Wine was served. Mr. Y rose and issued a proclamation.

"Today, we welcome Kara to our family. All of us (he said with a stern look at his sons), will regard her as such and meet our obligations to her as she does to us."

I was flattered and I blushed a bit. I expressed my thanks. Considering my circumstances, I said, I could not anticipate better treatment.

So now I had met all the boys. Borth was a nice boy, just a bit taller than I am and quite slim. God! What would it be like fucking with a boy my age after all the adults who'd had me? Torf was a skinny kid. He was in awe of me. The first three days I would fuck with them serially and then the weekly schedule would begin.

She woke up to the feeling of someone pinching and twisting her nipple, nails biting into it with each vicious pinch. Turning her head to see who it was she realized many things all at once. There was a blind fold covering her eyes, a ball gag was in her mouth, she was laying on a table on her back, her arms stretched high above her head and her leg were spread so wide her hips ached and her ankles were tied tightly. The sound of people walking around scared here because she had no idea where she was or who had her. Somewhere she still remembered hearing a man laughing but could not think who it was or what it meant.

"So the slut finally decides to wake up does she?" a female voice cuts into the quiet, "Oh good now we can have some fun" say another from behind her. "Looks girls she’s shaking, do you think it means she is scared of little ole us?" someone to her right said with a laugh. "Maybe she is cold," says someone to her left "maybe we need to get her warmed up." Many females could be heard laughing around her. "What the hell is going on, who are these people? Master where are You...i need You badly...why didn’t i tell Him i loved Him before i left..hell why did i leave...how the hell am i going to get out of here" she thought. She was scared and did not care who knew it.

"Well girls i think her tits look pretty plain just sagging there against her chest, lets see what we can do to help them look a little better." she felt someone grab bother nipples and pull them upward, someone else started tightly wrapping some rope around first one and then the other tit, the rope digging into her skin, winding around them separately and then together. The binding was so tight she could feel them feeling like they were swelling and hurting, like her nipples wanted to pop off to release the pressure building in them. The sound of something clicking open could be heard over the mumbling of them talking between themselves, she felt something covering her nipples right before a hard tugging and squeezing sensation could be felt as suction cups were pumped up. Tugging on the ropes she tried to move as her breasts were on fire and hurting but all the moving did was make the bindings feel that much tighter. The way they had her tied down did not give her hardly any ability to move at all. Only her head was free to rock back and forth as she moaned into the gag.

"I think she is enjoying this, what do you think girls?" Reaching down the female talking shoved her hand between the girls legs sinking two fingers into her damp pussy."Look at what a slut she is, her pussy is already dripping wet, i told you she is enjoying this" "no no no" she screamed in her mind but no one could hear her.

Someone grabbed one of her legs as someone else untied one of her ankles, her leg was bent up and her foot placed into what she realized was a stirrup and her leg and foot roped into place, as soon as they untied the other foot she tried jerking it from them to kick anyone within reach but it was like they expected it and kept her from connecting with a kick before they secured that leg and foot also. A hand wrapped itself in her hair yanking her head back as a stinging slap ring out in the room "bitch what is your problem girl? Do not try anything like that again" someone growled into her ear.

"Well it looks like she needs a lesson taught to her doesn’t she ladies" someone down near her feet said. "I know just what will get her attention" someone laughed. Clicking could be heard as someone released the end of the table dropping it down to where her ass was almost hanging off the end. "Hand me those clamps with the red tips on them" Just hearing the word clamps her whole body tensed up and she was once again tugging and rocking her head from side to side. A stinging slap came down on her inner thigh "slut you are going to stop trying to fight us or it is really going to get bad for you. Do you understand me girl?" she made no move and another stinging slap fell on her thighs "I said do you understand you worthless cunt?" slowly she nodded her head. "Good, now lets see what we can do to this sloppy pussy of yours". She started screaming against the gag as clamps were clipped onto her pussy lips, she could feel a chain being draped across each thigh. "How do you like this slut?" someone asked just as the chains were pulled taunt from weights being attached to each one, pain knifed through her lips as the clamps dug in hard pulling her wide open from the weights, the aching in her tits momentarily forgotten.

She felt someone running a finger across her pussy and down over her ass, back and forth the finger went, her whole body was tense waiting for the next thing to happen, not knowing what they were going to do but knowing whatever it was would be worse than what had already occurred. The finger stopped a suddenly as it had started, "Hand me the blue one" someone said. There was a movement beside her and suddenly she felt a dildo being shoved into her pussy "at least it is not very big" she though just before it was pulled back out and shoved hard into her tight ass. Jerking hard her whole body tried to move which made the weights pull that much harder on her pussy lips, tears welled up in her eyes but no one seemed to care. "Oh Master where are You...why haven’t You come and found me yet" she thought. Another dildo was rammed into her pussy, this one twice as big as the one in her ass. They felt like they were trying to rip her open, they felt like they were pressed against each other. "Oh wait we forgot something" someone said just as both vibrators were flipped on. "No" she kept screaming into the gag as tears slid out from under the blindfold. "Oh look at her poor little clit sticking out there all alone, it looks like it is feeling left out" someone said over the talking. "Well we will have to fix that wont we?" someone else said. "Oh i know just what it needs, hand me that small one right there." Before she could even thing what they were going to do she felt something pressed over her clit just as yet again a sharp tugging and pulling sensation could be felt as a suction cup was pumped up pulling her clit out of its shield. "There that looks much better doesn’t it girls?" "Oh I love that look on her" someone giggled.

Sounds buzzed in her ears as her body felt more pain than she was used to at one time. Well to be honest she had felt much pain but only at her Masters hands and that was not the same. With Him she felt safe and loved, here she was scared, she did not know who had her or even why they had her. On top of that she was scared of never seeing her beloved Master again. That He was out there somewhere worrying about her. Every inch of her hurt and ached, her tits felt like they were going to explode, her pussy lips ached from the clamps and weights, her clit was on fire and she could feel it growing, her ass felt like it was being ripped into, and her pussy ached. The not knowing only made it worse.

"Girls while here tits do look better like we have them i think she needs something a little more well, permanent to remember us by. Don’t you?" "Oh what a great idea sis" someone else replied. "Well get me my kit" she said. The sound of someone running out of the room could be heard as no one spoke for a moment. "I am sure her Master will like the changes we are going to make on her" someone broke the silence "Shhh" came from all around the room. What does she mean the girl thought but before she could think further on it footsteps came running back into the room. "Here you go Ma’am" the person who had been running panted.

The suction cups on her nipples were ripped off without the pin being pulled to release the suction on them. A scream could be heard against the gag, she felt like her tits were going to explode not only from the pressure but also the swelling. "Oh look how pretty they are standing up" a fingernail was flicked hard against each swollen nipple. "Should we untie them first or would it be better to wait?" someone asked. "No leave them tied till I am through, it will make it easier not having to hold them still and get them even if they are tied up like this. Of course with her nipple stretched out like this it is going to be easier than normal. Of course i bet it is going to hurt like hell" she laughed wickedly. "Now dear this make hurt a bit, at least we can hope so" she leaned down and whispered in her ear. A cold swipe rubbed across her nipple as the smell of rubbing alcohol filled the room. A sense of dread filled her as she realized what they planned to do, while her Master had talked about getting her pierced it was something she knew He would be there for, this was something else all together. Before she could even think about struggling against them someone held her bound breast still as a hand grasp below her nipple and a searing pain swept through her as the needle pierced through first one and then her other hurting and swollen nipples. Then she felt something else being pushed through them as hoops were slid into place. "There now doesn’t that look better?" "Oh you did a great job on them." someone said. "Okay now you can release her bindings and let all that blood go rushing back into her nipples. Don’t you know that is going to feel so good" she laughed. A deep moan could be heard as she moaned against the gag as her breasts were released, not only the pain from the piercing but also from the ropes release."Now how about a little decoration for her pussy?" Laughter filled the room as her whole body went taunt right before she tried fighting against the ropes again, even the searing pain from the clamps and weights did not stop her.

First someone flipped off the vibrators and yanked the one deep in her ass out, someone else grabbed hold of the one in her pussy and began ramming it in and out of her pussy a few times as hard as they could, against her will her hips bucked up with each thrust. "Oh look girls she is showing us just what a little whore she really is." The vibrator was finally taken out of her and the suction cup ripped off her clit. "Damn look how big that clit is now. I bet it is sensitive as hell. What do you think?" "Well lets see just how sensitive it really is" someone said just before a fingernail flicked back and forth across it. As bad as her body was hurting she could not help herself from moaning and trying to follow the nail with her body. "Look at the slutty whore would you. Lets see how she likes this" suddenly someones lips locked around her clit sucking and then biting down on her swollen, hurting clit. Her head started rocking back and forth as she screamed, someone started finger fucking her as the other girl kept toying with her clit. "Okay enough girls we still have work to do" said the one who was obviously in charge of it all.

The clamps were finally release from her pussy lips and the pain it cause was almost worst than when they were originally placed on her. "Girls can some of you keep her shall we say entertained while i finish her little present from us?" "Oh we know just how to keep her busy Ma’am" a couple of the girls replied. There was movement up around her head, it sounded like a chair scrapping against the floor. All of a sudden she felt someone climbing up on top of her, it felt like a knee on either side of her head. Someone reached behind her head and released the gag but before she could utter a word her mouth was covered with a pussy. "Use that cunt of yours girl, please me and please me good or you find you won’t like what i replace my cunt juice with in your mouth." Hands wrapped in her hair as her head was yanked back just enough for her to start licking and sucking the girl above her. Meanwhile she felt something cold and wet being rubbed along her swollen pussy lips. "What are they doing she thought" just before the first red hot searing pain of a needle being shoved through her pussy lips registered with her brain. Screaming loud into the pussy covering her mouth tears started streaming down her face. "If i ever do get out of here Master will not even want me by the time they are through with me" she thought. "Oh why is this happening to me" a hard tug on her hair brought her back to what she was supposed to be doing "Eat me bitch and make it good" the girl yelled out her as she started rubbing her pussy back and forth across her face. The girl started licking and sucking, running her tongue inside the other girls pussy, kept working her tongue in and out, rubbing it across her clit and sucking hard until she tasted her juices flowing into her mouth. As soon as she finished another girl took her place until she had brought 5 different girls to a hard climax. By the time she was through her pussy lips had been pierces 4 times along each side. "There all done. Now when you are not being used you can be laced or locked close"she cackled.

As the last girl climbed off her the gag was shoved back into her mouth. "Now to see if our little improvements make her an even better slut. Move girls so He can come over and see if she is even more fuckable with all her improvements." As she heard the words being spoken she started fighting harder than she had since first waking up in the room. As she felt someone moving between her legs she twisted her body as far as she could, no thought to how much each movement hurt. The feeling of a cock poised at the entrance of her pussy was almost more than she could take until she heard the next words spoken "What’s wrong slut? Didn’t I tell you no cock but mine would even touch you again? Didn’t you believe me?" At that moment she realized just whose laughter it was she had heard just before she slipped into unconsciousness.

"Hello my Master.” Letting His finger's lift her chin and looking into His eyes. He smile's down at her and slip's His hand into His pocket. He produce's a butt plug and smiles at her. He had told her what He wanted her to do as soon as she had agreed to visit Him.

He help's her up and hand's her butt plug. He pick's up her bag and follows her to the toilet's. He leans forward and kissed her hard on her lips, smacking her ass lightly as her head's off. He watch's her and smile's as she wiggle's her ass at Him.

In the toilets she find's an empty cubicle and enters. Lifting up her skirt she slips’s the butt plug along her wet pussy lip's to lubricate it. Bending over and slipping in the butt plug, biting down on her bottom lip as her anus refuse's it at first but she slowly tease's it in. Slowly pushing it fully in she stands up and adjusts to the new sensation it brings to her body. Pulling down her skirt and making sure everything’s in place she flushes the chain and leaves the cubicle. Washes her hands and makes sure she looks good for Him she leaves the toilets to find Him waiting for her. Approaching Him she taps Him softly on the arm to tell Him she's there.

"All ok my lil whore?” He asks as T/they head of to the car park. He notices her walking carefully and slowly. He directs her towards His car, placing her bag in the boot.

"Yes Master. Thank You Master for the gift.” Smiling across at Him as she carefully sits down. Feeling the butt plug push deeper inside her anus she lets out a soft moan. He watches the look of pleasure on her face.

He reach's across and cup's her breast's in His hand's. He let's out a moan. He’s wanted to do that for ages, just touch them. He removes one hand and moves it down to the zip on His trousers. His eyes never leave hers as He undoes the zip and takes His semi hard cock out. He watches her lower her eyes and lick her lips.

"Please Master may Your lil whore suck Your cock? " she begs. Wriggling slightly whilst she awaits His reply. Many times she has dreamed about pleasing Him with her mouth, her whole body.

"Yes My lil whore you may." He grab's hold of a fistful of her hair and pull's her head down to the tip of His hardening cock. He let's out a moan as He feel's her lips kiss the tip of His cock.

Feeling His fingers pulling at her hair she let's out a moan and lowers her head and kisses His cock tip. Flicking her tongue all over the tip and down under the rim. Licking all over, slipping her tongue tip into the slit at the top. Moving her mouth over the tip, taking the rim in between her teeth and sucking the head letting her tongue flick all over. Hearing His moans and feeling Him lifting His hips up she start’s to suck her way down to the base of his cock. Sucking slowly, teasingly up to the tip flicking her tongue over the tip.

Glancing up at Him she slides her mouth tightly back down to the base taking Him deep into her throat, feeling His cock hit the back of her throat. Sucking her tight mouth up and down His thick cock shaft. Flicking her tongue all over, His cock throbbing in her mouth. Hearing His moans and feeling Him push up into her mouth she starts to suck faster. Taking His cock deep into her throat then sucking it back to the tip.

He lifts His hips up high fucking her tight mouth. Feeling her teeth graze over His shaft. He lets out a moan and pushes down on her head with His hand. Feeling His cock hitting the back of her throat as He pushes. He pulls on her hair harder as He fucks her mouth. Ramming His cock in and out as her teeth graze down His shaft. “That’s it My lilwhore suck it good. Suck out all Your Masters cum “

Hearing His words she sucks faster taking His cock deeper into her mouth. Feeling His cock throb in her mouth she tightens her mouth and continues to suck up and down. Reaching down she starts to stroke the base of his cock shaft. Sucking and wanking His cock, mouth tight on His shaft. Hearing His moans and encouragement to claim her prize. His cock throbbing and pulsing as she flicks her tongue all over His shaft.

“OHHH My lilwhore you’re Masters going to cummm” He gasps. Lifting up His hips higher as He starts to cum in her waiting mouth. Swallowing eagerly His cum as it squirts into her mouth, still sucking wanting it all. Sucking faster to get every drop out. Feeling His fingers pull harder on her hair as He cum’ s. Flicking her tongue under His cock rim and in the slit making sure His cock is clean. Kissing His cock tip and straightening back up in her seat. Looking up at Him as she sits back. Leaning forward He kisses her on the lips hard.

Reaching down sliding His hand up her inner thigh. Stroking His fingers up to the top of her thighs. Feeling the softness of her pussy as she spreads her legs for Him. Trailing His finger tips along her pussy lips, feeling the wetness. Sliding his finger inside her pussy lips and up to her clit, rubbing over it lightly. Feeling her shudder and hearing her moans He slides His fingers down inside her pussy inserting just the tip. Pushing it in and out her wet pussy, sliding it in deeper each time. Slipping in another finger as He slides them in and out deeper. Lifting her hips up slightly to meet His fingers as they go deep inside her wet pussy.

Rubbing His thumb tip over her clit as His fingers thrust in and out. Hearing her moans He thrusts His fingers in deeper, harder feeling her pussy tighten on His fingers as she fucks them.

“Please Master, please may Your lil whore cum?” she begs. Moaning and writhing as He rams His fingers in harder and deeper. The butt plug in her ass and her Masters fingers inside her wet pussy.

“Yes My sweet lilwhore you may cum” He thrusts His fingers in harder and deeper. Watching deep in her eyes as she cums for Him.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Masterrrrrrr.” Feeling her body shudder as she cums on His deep fingers. “Ohhhhhh yesssssssss Masterrrrrr” Gasping for breathe, clenching her fists into a ball as her orgasm takes over her body.

The smile on His face and the look in His eyes was all she needed as she shivered and smiled up at Him. He withdraws His fingers and touches them to His lips. Opening His mouth and sucks on them. Letting out a moan as He tastes her cum for the first but definitely not the last time. Sucking His fingers clean He smiles down at her. He lowers His head and kisses her lips. Letting His tongue flick over her parting lips as hers flicks out to meet His.

The journey to His house is filled with small talk about life and her journey. Occasionally she looks out at the passing scenery. He stops the car and gets out. He opens her door and she slips out and smiles up at Him. He retrieves her bag from the boot, taking her hand in His He guides her to the front door. He opens it and follows her inside.

As soon as He opens the door she steps inside and again drops to her knees before Him. Looking up at Him as she parts her knees slightly and slips her hands behind her straight back. Reaching down He strokes her hair as a big grin spreads over His face. Placing her bag on the floor beside her He starts to walk towards the bedroom, glancing back to see if she follows.

Watching Him start to move she moves onto her hands and knees and crawls behind Him. Following Him into the bedroom, as He stops she moves back to her kneeling position. Turning round to her He holds His hand out to help her up. Taking His hand she rises to her feet. Standing before Him she wonders what will happen next but trusts Him explicitly.

“My lilwhore you have pleased Me no end today by your actions here and at the airport. I was going to wait for a day or two but have decided now is the right time.” He moves away from her and opens a bedside draw. Reaching inside He lifts out two packages. Turning to face her He hands her the larger one.

Looking at Him then at the package she carefully opens it, wondering what’s inside. Opening up the box she finds a black leather collar with a ‘D’ ring on it and attached is a black leather leash. Looking up at Him again then at the collar. A broad smile comes across her face.

“For me Master?” she asks as she lifts it out of the box. Trailing her fingers over the leather collar and leash.

“Yes My sweet lilwhore for you. To wear for O/our playtime and when W/we are alone. “He takes the collar from her hands and places it around her neck, letting the leash drop onto her breasts. “ Now My lilwhore the other one” He hands her the other package.

Wondering what could be in this one she lifts a finger to trail over her new collar. It was all she had dreamed of since He collared her online. Carefully she opened the smaller package and gasped with surprise. Inside was a gold collar, exactly the same as He had described to her as He had collared her online. Tears pricked her eyes as she again looked up at Him. A few tears escaped from her eyes.

Smiling down at her “This one is for when W/we are out in public my sweet ept. I want E/everyone to know you belong to Me. That I own every inch of you.”

Dropping onto her knees in front of Him she looks up at Him.

“You own every inch of me my Master. Every inch of me is Yours to use as You desire. From this day forth i will wear Your collars with pride and honour Master.”

Taking the leash into His hand He takes her to the dungeon He has created for T/their pleasure. He knows that for the rest of her stay T/they will spend many hours in here