Gender: Female Age: 25 Location: Salt Lake City, UT
He was going to break her. She knew that, and she wanted it. She had agreed to meet all of his commands, regardless of what they were. She knew that there would be pain involved, and probably a lot of it. She knew that she was to be ready and willing at all hours of the day and night, to fulfill his every desire.
He was pleased with this new slave girl. She wasn't truly his slave yet, but in the days or weeks to come, he would put her through the paces to train her into submission, to bend her will to his own. He knew that getting rid of her pride would be the first necessity. He told her to put on panties, a short skirt, a low cut blouse and the highest heels that she possessed.
She did as she was told, and when she came out, he said nothing, but didn't indicate that he was displeased with what she had chosen to wear. He had handcuffs in his hands, and quickly cuffed her hands behind her back. He decided that he wanted her to suck his cock before they left, and to indicate this, he grabbed her by the hair and pushed her to her knees, pulling tighter on her hair until she let out a squeal of pain. He slapped her across the face, instructing her that the only time she was to cry out was when he gave her permission to.
She nodded, swallowed the tears that were welling up in her eyes, and waited for him to pull his cock free from his pants. He held his cock with one hand and smacked her face with it a few times before pushing it past her lips. She took as much of it into her mouth as she could, but it must not have been enough to satisfy him, because he pinched her nose to cut off her breathing, and when she opened her mouth to catch a breath, he rammed his cock all the way down her throat, holding her head against his pelvis by her hair. She gagged, but he didn't care, he held his cock there, as she gagged and drooled, trying to accommodate the length of his cock. He wrapped her hair around his fists, pulling it tight to continue to cause her pain, and giving him total control of her face.
He pulled out of her mouth just a little, and before she could relax her throat, he shoved his cock back in all the way, settling into a steady rhythm of fucking her face. He started moving faster, enjoying the feeling of his balls bouncing off of her chin, her saliva soaking them as it dribbled from her mouth. He was getting ready to cum, and was debating about shooting it deep in her throat, or if he should pull out and shoot it all over her face. Since he knew they were going out, he decided to wait to cover her in his cum, and pulled her face tight against him as he felt her throat clench against his cock, as she tried to swallow all of it. She did, and he released her. She immediately collapsed to the ground. He was not happy, but he knew he would punish her for that later. He bent over and dragged her to her feet. He grabbed the ball gag that he had for her to wear and slipped it in her mouth, fastening it tightly behind her head. He then put a large studded leather dog collar around her neck. It had a big round ring in the front of it, and he attached the dog chain to it. He let the chain drop between her tits for the moment as he moved to address his attention to them. But, when he went to pull them out of her blouse, he was unhappy to find out that she had put a bra on. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife that he opened and proceeded to watch the terror in her eyes flicker as she wondered what he would do with the knife. He smiled and then used the blade to slice her bra into pieces, the fabric falling to the floor. He held the knife in front of her face and warned her that the next time he told her what to wear and she added something extra, that she would face serious consequences. He now freed her ample tits from her blouse, smiling at how hard her nipples were. He attached clamps onto both of her nipples, a small chain joining them together. He then pulled sharply on the dog chain, so that the chain holding her nipple clamps was jerked upwards, causing her to wince in pain. He led her by the chain out to the car, and roughly shoved her into the back seat.
Her body was already aching in the back seat, and it seemed like he was driving forever. She was relieved when he finally stopped, but it was brief. He pulled hard on the chain, yanking her out of the car, and she barely had a chance to get her feet on the ground before he had turned around and was walking her, like he'd walk a dog. She stumbled and almost fell, but he had turned around to catch her. He laughed at her as she worked to get her feet steady so that she could walk. He then pulled her skirt up to her waist, and without hesitation, shoved her panties to her feet. She went to step out of them, but he stopped her. He then spoke, "You will not remove your panties. You will shuffle along with them around your ankles, so you'll be more humiliated as we walk through here." She looked up to see where they were and she realized that they were parked in front of a college fraternity house.
He turned around and pulled her chain tight, to tug harder on her nipples and walked slowly, the chain over his shoulder to keep her tits up high as he began to parade her through the door. He glanced back to see how red her face was as they walked through the door and were greeted with the whoops and cheers of a hundred or so frat boys. He had planned this in advance, to ensure that not only would all the guys be ready for it, but they would invite their friends to come and watch. He was pleased to see how many had turned out, knowing that she was beyond embarrassed. He knew that it would be bad for her to walk through naked, but to be forced to walk through the halls with her panties around her ankles, her skirt hiked up so that her pussy and ass were fully visible, her tits clamped, and to be wearing handcuffs, a ball gag, and a dog collar would bring unbelievable humiliation upon her. He needed her to feel that, so that when he assumed complete control of her, there would be nothing impeding that process.
She had been embarrassed in her life before, but nothing that could ever compare to this. She tried to look down, but it didn't help, she couldn't close her ears. The college boys were laughing at her, taunting her, calling her names. Slut. Bitch. Whore. They made all kinds of lewd comments, and despite all of her efforts, tears started streaming down her face that was flushed red from the humiliation that he was making her endure.
He stopped when he saw her crying. He decided that it was time for her to cum, so she would learn to enjoy these kinds of feelings, to feel great pleasure at being his slave, his plaything. He took out the gag, removed the handcuffs and repositioned her arms so they were crossed behind her neck and put the cuffs back on her. He pushed her against the wall and ordered her to spread her legs and cum loudly, screaming her pleasure to everyone. He slid his hand down to rub against her shaved pussy. It was hot, and as he slid a finger inside of her, he was pleased to find her very wet. He inserted another finger inside of her and started moving them in and out of her dripping wet hole.
She started moaning, but a glare from him let her know that she needed to moan louder, which she did. The guys had circled around them, some of them taking pictures of her, in this vulnerable state. She didn't have much time to dwell on it, though. Her orgasm was quickly approaching, and she was loudly panting, crying out "yes, yes, yes". When her climax hit her, she screamed out in ecstasy, which brought cheers from the leering onlookers.
He withdrew his wet fingers from her cunt and put them into her mouth to have her suck clean. He then replaced her gag, and removed the clamps from her nipples, and unhooked the dog chain. When he had done that, he turned to the crowd, and told them that three or four at a time, they could come up and play with her tits, her pussy or her ass, and to be rough with her about it, but for only two minutes each. He thought that there might be a stampede, they were pushing each other out of the way to get to her. The first couple of guys that got to her, pulled her away from the wall and they wasted no time in shoving their fingers into her pussy and into her ass. Another guy came over and grabbed one of her tits hard. He leaned over and took the nipple into his mouth, biting down hard, while another guy snapped a picture of it.
She was getting weak in the knees, and from the group standing around, she didn't think she'd make it much longer. She felt so violated, wondering why he was letting all of these guys grope her and touch her that way. He called "time", and the guys sulked away, immediately being replaced by what seemed to be identical men, their grubby hands mauling her, squeezing her tits, shoving fingers inside of her. She felt no pleasure at the touch of these frat boys, she wanted "him" to touch her again, to pull her away from this, but he just stood back and watched her.
He was taking pleasure in seeing her disgust at being fingered and touched by them. He knew that she was going to work out just fine. Each group of guys got a little bit rougher with her. Currently, she was being slapped across the tits, across her pussy and two guys were alternating smacking her ass. He could see her quivering from the pain, but she didn't know that this was just a fraction of what she would endure at his hands.
She thought she was going to die. Evidently the stupid guys were getting frustrated that her pussy had lost it's wetness, and they took it out on her by slapping her everywhere they could. Her skin was red and stinging from the slaps. She started to wobble, and things went dark.
He moved quickly when he saw her lose consciousness. He got to her before she hit the floor. He gruffly shoved the horny kids out of the way and effortlessly picked her up and threw her over his shoulder to carry her out of the frat house. He knew he'd have to get her stamina built up as well as her endurance to pain. But, for now, his mission for the night was going to change. He got to the car and carefully placed her in the back seat, removing the gag and cuffs, and pulling her clothes into place so that she would be comfortable when she woke up.
Slowly, things started to come into focus for her. She was free from all of the restraints, and laying in the back of his car. She released a sigh of relief, knowing that the terror of the frat house was done and finished. She didn't know how long she'd been passed out for, but as she went to move, she realized how sore she was. She sat up, wondering if he would yell at her to sit back down, but he didn't, he ignored her completely. She wondered if he was upset with her for fainting, but didn't want to say anything. She was quickly learning that she should not speak unless he requested her to. Before too much longer, she recognized that they were back at the house.
He pulled to a stop and got out of the car and opened the back door to get her out. She appeared alert although he could see that she was embarrassed. He was going to use that in his favor, to break her further. He grabbed her arm and pulled her out of the car, almost dragging her to the house as she struggled to keep up. He finally released her arm when they were through the door. He guided her into the bathroom where he turned on the shower. He waited for the water to get too hot for his hand as he held it under the faucet. He added just enough cold water so it wouldn't scald her skin, but still hot enough that it would burn as it hit her skin. He held out the garbage can and instructed her to put her clothes into it. His voice was stern as he explained, "You acted like a cheap slut back there. I'm going to have to burn your clothes and you'll need to scrub every inch of your skin to get the filth off of it." He handed her a scrub brush and a bar of soap.
She swallowed as she she took off her clothes and placed them in the garbage. She took the scrubber and the soap and went to take a step into the shower, but recoiled at how hot it was. She felt his hand at her back, pushing her forward. She stepped into the shower, trying not to scream as the burning hot water hit her skin. She turned around slowly, doing her best to become accustomed to the heat of the water. She looked at the scrubbing brush. It was the kind that people used to scrub floors, and he wanted her to use it on her delicate skin. She lathered up the soap and started rubbing it on her skin, trying to get as many soap suds going as possible before she set the soap down and put the brush against her skin, the touch of the bristles sending pain washing through her. She didn't think she could do this. He must have known, because when she looked at him, he had stripped his clothes off and grabbed the brush away from her and picked up the soap. He wasted no time in using both to scour her skin, becoming very turned on at how red her skin was from not only the hot, hot water, but from him scrubbing her. He didn't spare an inch, roughly pushing between her thighs to scrub her pussy. He told her to hold her ass cheeks apart, and when she did, he scrubbed her ass crack and asshole. He stepped away and told her to rinse off, handing her a bottle of shampoo so she could wash her hair.
She started washing her hair, her skin burning and raw from all of it, but finally getting used to the water temperature. Or maybe not, she noticed that it had stopped being hot and was now almost cold. Another few seconds, and she realized that he had turned off the hot water, leaving her to rinse off her body, and the shampoo for her hair in ice cold water. She was moving as fast as she could, but already her teeth were chattering and she was shivering. She finally got all of the shampoo out and he turned the water off. She was grateful to see that he had a giant, fluffy towel out, waiting to wrap around her. She was so cold, she was shaking and not only did he wrap the towel around her, but he wrapped his arms tightly around her, lifting her from her feet and carrying her into his bedroom.
He knelt in front of her, moving slowly and gently as he dried her skin. He rubbed the towel against her softly, allowing her to see the compassionate and caring side of him. He wanted to reward her for her good behavior, and for all that she endured throughout the night. This wasn't a side he would let her see very often, for he didn't want her to realize how very much he cared for her. Rubbing her body was arousing him, and he wanted her, to possess her completely. He pushed he onto the bed, spreading her legs, and laying on top of her. He put the head of his hard cock against the opening of her pussy and was pleased when he felt how hot and wet she was.
She felt that her insides were burning up. The way that he was looking at her, and the pent-up feelings from what had happened earlier were making her churn with a fire and passion that she didn't know that she had within her. Her body arched up against him, trying to get his cock inside of her, but he shook his hand and held her arms down as he teased at the entrance to her pussy. It was just making her want it more. She wanted to wrap her legs around him, wrap her arms around him and enjoy the feeling of his cock pulsating in her. She bit her lip, she wanted to cry out to him, but she knew to not say anything.
He paused for a few moments to watch her. He loved how passionate her responses were, and how raw and wild she was as she writhed underneath him. He wanted her, a lot, but all things in time. "Tell me what you want," he said to her. He knew what she wanted, but he wanted her to beg for it. She'd need to get used to begging for his cock, and there was no time like the present to teach her how she needed to go about being rewarded with an orgasm.
She looked up at him quizzically. She wasn't sure what she should say. But, if today had taught her anything, it was to not let any kind of inhibitions stand in her way. She took a deep breath, and looked him straight in the eyes when she said, "I want your cock, I want you to fuck me, I want to have you inside of my pussy." She wasn't sure that she had said the right thing, he wasn't moving, he was just still staring at her. She hesitated before adding, "Please." He nodded slightly, and she began to coo at him, "Please fuck me...please shove your hard cock into my pussy...please, oh please, please fuck me!"
He finally decided to give her what she wanted. He shoved deep into her with one strong thrust, thoroughly enjoying the cry that escaped her lips. He pinned her arms to the bed as he began to fuck her pussy. "Keep talking, slut. Tell me what you are, what you want and how you want it. Maybe if you do, I'll let you cum. Don't you dare cum before I give you permission, you filthy cunt. If you do, you will face a serious punishment. I'll tie you up, and take you back to the frat house and let every guy there fuck you, so do exactly as I say."
She nodded slowly, realizing the seriousness of the situation that she was going to be living in now. She wanted this, she'd wanted it for a long time, it just took meeting the right man to make it all happen for her. The only thing troubling her was how she'd prevent herself from cumming. She was so close already, and she knew that as soon as she started talking dirty to him it would make her hotter. She just hoped that he'd allow her to cum quickly, so she opened her mouth and just let out all of the things inside of her to spew out of her mouth. "Fuck me, I'm such a fucking slut, ram that cock in my soaking wet cunt, give me your cock, please oh please, give me your hard cock, fuck me, fuck me so fucking hard!" She wasn't really aware of what she was saying, her body was aching to cum, and she was trying so hard to keep it from happening.
Her words were music to his ears, he was pleased to hear her drop all pretense and talk nasty, so freely. He could also see her fighting against herself to keep from cumming. He'd let her cum of course, he honestly had no intention of taking her back to that place, but until she learned how to respect his position, he needed her to be a little scared. He was ramming inside of her pretty quickly and so hard that he was about to cum himself, so he pulled his cock from her pussy to allow them both to calm down, and moved to sit on the side of the bed.
She was so shocked when he pulled out of her, she let out a little cry, her body shaking with the urge to cum. She looked at him, wondering what was happening. He stared at her, hard. She thought she might have done something wrong, something to displease him. All of a sudden, she became very nervous inside, forgetting about her desperate need to cum. She wondered if she should say anything to him, when he suddenly turned to her and spoke, "Get on your fucking hands and knees, bitch. You're still going to beg me to fuck you, you nasty cunt, but now you're going to beg me to fuck your slutty ass. Do you understand me?" She gulped, nodded and rolled over, climbing onto her hands and knees.
"Please, please fuck me, fuck my ass, shove your rock hard cock into my ass, I want your cock deep in my ass, fucking me, want your balls slapping against me, want you to use my asshole, please..." her voice trailed off as he positioned himself behind her. She felt him slip his fingers into her wet slit, using them to lube up her asshole. She tried to relax, but she was still shaking with the need to cum. She only became more nervous when he spoke to her again. "Put your head on the bed, and spread your ass cheeks for me, I want you to hold them apart so I can properly fuck you there." She did as he said, reaching behind her to pull her ass apart for him. He hesitated, and she thought he wanted her to beg some more, so she began to beg him to fuck her ass again. He slid one, then two fingers into her ass, and although it hurt, she didn't say a word in protest, she continued to beg him for his cock. Her nails were digging into her ass as she continued to pry it open for him to access. She heard a sound and then felt the crack of her ass get wet as he spit onto her, using that to lube her up as well.
He was hot, his cock was so hard, and he wanted to fuck her so much! When he had loosened up her asshole with his fingers, he pushed the head of his cock into her ass, watching and feeling it stretch to accommodate the size of him. He slowly pushed inside of her ass, sliding each inch in so that she could adjust to him. When he was fully embedded inside of her ass, he fought the urge to start fucking her hard. He wanted to be watching her face when he finally allowed her to cum. He grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the side, moving with her, not letting an inch slide out of her tight ass, to face the mirror that was on the wall. He pulled her up against him by her hair, and with his other hand, he reached around to start rubbing her clit. She looked so beautiful to him, her skin still red, her face flushed with passion. "Let go of your ass and grab hold of your nipples, twist them hard and then you can start to cum, as long as you cum really loudly."
She hesitated slightly, knowing that her nipples were raw and sore, but that hesitation caused him to pull on her hair harder. She cried out in pain, but did as he told, releasing her ass and pinching her nipples, twisting them, screaming out in both pain and ecstasy. Her body started convulsing in pleasure, her pussy flooding with juices. Through the haze of her orgasm, she realized that he had started fucking her ass vigorously. He slid his fingers into her soaking cunt, moving them to her lips, rubbing her juices all over her face, and she stuck out her tongue to lick them clean. Her mind was reeling from the mind blowing orgasm she just had, but she heard his voice through the haze telling her to get back on her hands and knees. She did as he told her, feeling his cock withdraw from her ass as she moved.
He repositioned himself behind her, pushing his cock into the wet, welcoming warmth of her pussy. "Keep cumming, you slut." She did as he said, having no problem continuing to cum, loving the feeling of his cock filling her pussy. He started hammering her cunt hard, his balls becoming soaked with her juices as he pummeled inside of her. He still wasn't ready to cum yet, he was enjoying things far too much to stop yet. He stopped and held still, realize that her muscles were clenching against his cock, trying to milk the cum from it. He had to pull out of her completely so he could stop his own orgasm. He smiled when she let out a little cry of anguish when he pulled out of her pussy. "Roll over, you nasty whore." he growled. As soon as she complied with his order, he grabbed a hold of her hands, and slipped each of them into cuffs that he had already positioned on his bed posts. When he had restrained her, he stepped back to look at her, and admire her submission to him. He wanted to whip her right now, but he feared that her skin would tear, and he wanted to give her the night to heal before he made her skin bleed for him. But, that didn't mean that weren't other things he could do to bring her pain mixed with pleasure. He smiled a wicked grin and crawled between her legs, pushing them up and apart so they were resting on his shoulders as he pushed his cock back inside of her wet pussy. He pumped inside of her cunt a few times before pulling out and moving his cock to her asshole, pushing back inside of her that way. Her ass was tight, and he loved fucking her in this position. He put his hands around her neck, choking her as he fucked her ass. She writhed against him, fighting for air, for life, but he was stronger than she was, and he continued his assault until he was ready to cum.
She couldn't breathe. She tried to push him away with her legs, put he had her pinned down, his hands wringing her neck as his cock pounded deep into her ass. Then, just as she thought she would lose consciousness again, his cock pulled out of her ass with a pop. He let go of her neck and her legs, but was quick to move on top of her, pushing his cock into her mouth. He let her suck him this time, watching her head move as much as she could move it to suck on his long, hard cock. She took as much of it as she could into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip, licking and sucking on him. She hoped she was pleasing him. She wanted to please him in every way. She didn't feel the pain anymore, she was enthusiastically going at his cock, sucking more and more of it into her mouth.
He was getting ready to cum, and cum hard. "Keep your mouth open, slut, and don't swallow until I tell you to!" he ordered as he pulled his cock out of her mouth. She kept it open and he watched himself shoot his hot cum into her waiting mouth. She resisted the urge to swallow and he watched her try to keep it all in her mouth, but a few drops were drizzling out of the sides. "OK, you fucking cunt, you can swallow it now." She swallowed it and licked her lips for good measure, cleaning up what had dripped out.
He left the room for a few minutes, and when he returned, she was fast asleep. He undid her restraints and moved her body beneath the covers, crawling in beside her to cradle her body. He would enjoy this feeling, he knew it would be a while before she slept in his bed again, tomorrow he would take her to her room in the basement and move to the next phase.
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