i stood up and went to the kitchen to get the scissors and then returned to the room, grabbing her shirt in my fist. As she gasped in fear, i slid the point down along her collarbone. She screamed and wrapped her arms protectively around herself, so i pulled out the metal paddle and hit her twice on the ass.
“Stand still, girl,” i commanded, frowning sternly as she dropped her arms to her sides.
i cut the shirt from her collar to her waist, sliding deliciously over her covered nipple and watching her face as i ripped the shirt off her, revealing a pretty lace bra. i cut off her skirt, sliding the scissors up her thigh, thoroughly enjoying the way she was trembling.
“Matching panties, how sweet.” i said in mock admiration.
Sir sat across from us on the couch, smiling.
i slid the blade under the front clasp of her bra and, looking into her eyes with a grin, cut through the fabric, exposing two very hard nipples.
Moving behind her, i ran the tip of the scissors down the middle of her back, watching her muscles tense. i placed the tip of my tongue on her lower back and it made her jump in surprise. Enjoying the taste of her fear, i licked up her spine as she shivered in response, and then quickly snipped through the tie of her thong, letting it fall to the floor. i ran my fingers over her beautiful, round ass and pinched.
"On your hands and knees, slave, and present your ass to Sir."
she stood frozen in fear and it took a few tugs on the leash to get her down to the ground and turned away from Sir. i straddled her back, holding the paddle in one hand, watching Sir’s face as i swung back for the first blow.
Whack!
"This is Sir. you will address Him only as 'Sir’ or ‘Master'"
Whack!
i looked up at Sir as He was sipping His drink and nodding in approval.
"your sole aim from now on will be to serve Him in every way."
Whack!
As i continued to hit her, the blows got progressively crueler, making her shake in pain. i tugged at her leash every time her ass dipped down, forcing her to push it back up to give Sir a better view..
"Spilling His drink was disrespectful and stupid, slave. you will learn to do a better job or you will be severely punished. Do you understand?”
The sound of the paddle hitting her abused skin was punctuated by cries and sobbing as i bit into her ass.
“…yes…” she said, meekly.
“What, slut?”
“…yes…Mistress…”
Sir raised His hand and stopped the beating. "Let's see her face, girl. There will be plenty of time for punishment.”
i stood up and kicked her in the ribs. "you heard Him, bitch. Turn to face Sir."
she struggled to turn, her face streaked with tears. i pulled back on her leash to get her onto her knees in front of Sir.
"Knees spread, girl, hands behind your head"
she slowly placed her arms behind her head and i prodded her to get it just right: elbows bent, chin down, knees spread. As i was spreading her thighs, i noticed how wet she was and restrained the urge to slide a finger inside.
Sir bent forward and took her hair in His fist. “What's your name, girl?”
she looked up at Him and said, "Chris."
I glanced at the paddle and then at Him. He nodded.
With a wide grin i grabbed the paddle and sent it flying towards her ass, glancing the backs of her heels and knocking her forward.
she cried out, "No! Please, no!" as she fell onto her face, covering her head with her hands and sobbing into the rug.
Sir spit in her face. “Wrong, slut,” He said coldly, pulling her back up. “you belong to My girl here, and she belongs to Me. you do exactly what she tells you, understood?”
she looked up in confusion at Him and then at me. "Please, i don't understand...you asked me my name-"
The paddle came down hard on her ass again, making her scream even louder.
Sir sighed, resting back in His chair. He pointed to His feet, looking at me. “Come, girl. Close.”
i placed the paddle on a table and crawled over to His side, bending to kiss Sir’s feet.
He pulled me closer to Him, tugging sharply on my collar. ”you remember how I broke you, at the beginning, right girl?”
"Yes, Sir," i said, smiling and looking over into her eyes, "in the tub, Sir."
she looked around in a panic.
He whispered in my ear, "Break her. Tonight. And don't you dare come back to Me until it's done, or you'll be treated at her level. Clear, slut?"
i looked down at the floor. "Yes, Sir."
He squeezed my breast hard, smiling. “Go, girl...”
"Thank You, Sir," i said, smiling at Him and rubbing a cheek against His arm, and then i stood up and walked over to her.
"Come here, bitch."
i grabbed her leash and shoved her panties into her mouth. As she reached up to pull them out, i slapped her twice. she looked up at me in fear as i reached down and ran my finger along her clit. she gasped and her eyes rolled back.
"you're my pet now, and i want to show Sir a good little bitch in the morning."
As an added incentive, Sir switched on O/our DVD player and played the video tape from my first night....bound, gagged, crying and begging.
"i can be a very nice owner," i said, continuing to caress her clit, "or i can be a very bad one."
i pinched her clit as hard as i could, making her scream out in pain.
i looked up at the tv and smiled. "That was my first night. It's a night i'll never forget." i pulled her face close to mine "i want to give you a night you'll never forget, too."
i placed my fingers near her lips "Suck me clean, slut" Wincing, she opened her mouth to lick my fingers and the panties fell out onto the floor.
"What a clumsy girl! Pick them up," i commanded. she picked them up and started to put them back in her mouth.
"No, bitch. Rub your pussy with them."
she tentatively placed them against her slit and started to rub.
"Now shove them back in your mouth, slut"
she refused, so i pulled the leash hard, choking her. she quickly regained her composure and put them in her mouth, staring at the floor in humiliation.
"Come, slut, it's time for your training."
Monday, November 17, 2008
Customer Service, Part 3
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Mmmm. I like very much. I can't wait to see how this all continues. Delicious anticipation!
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