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Chapter 7
She slowly lifts her head from her arm, her tears having dried upon her cheeks, body throbbing and quite sore from the clenching of her muscles that he had caused, her cunt moist and warm at the apex of creamy thighs, hand slowly sliding down over the flat of her belly as she explores her body, making sure she understands what just happened to her, eyes closing as her fingers explore, the tender swell of her breasts as she massages her nipples, the slick wetness of her cunt lips as her hand rapidly pulls back with a small mewing sound in her throat, unable to stop the lifting of her hips to her fingers, gasping out as she covers her face and thinks "what am I doing, what am I becoming, what is he doing to me, my emotions, my thoughts, all I want right now is to be fucked, filled with hot pulsing meat, my body has this craving to ride something, I can't breath, I can't move, I'm like a sexual animal suddenly, and all because He told me I can not cum or touch myself, why would that happen to me and why can't I disobey Him, why, why, why do I CARE ?"
She rolls over and moves to a crawling position, making her way to the corner and eyeing the bucket she's supposed to use, gaze flicking to the door as she slowly squats over the bucket, her body trembling at such a task, making sure to keep her eyes glued to the doorknob as she slowly feels her bladder empty, the hot hissing sound making her cheeks burn hot, muscles pushing the urine out of her body quickly so she can be done before he returns, reaching for a fresh towel and wetting it as she cleans herself and moves as far from the bucket as she can, moving to the opposite wall and lapping at the water, thinking how natural this has all become in such a short time, the lapping from a water bowl, voiding her bladder into a bucket, obeying orders, her thoughts out of control as she ponders what else there is to become and experience.
Her head flies up as she hears the door opening, hands quickly wiping at her chin, seeing His boots appear in the doorway, eyes looking at His face, feeling like a little animal, kneeling there by her water dish, wiping at her wet chin, heart slamming in her throat as she remembers his last words, "present herself" what did that mean, ohgod, how does she present herself if she's never done it, but who can hurt her for trying? Right??
The girl moves towards His feet, crawling, her breasts feeling heavy and quite full under her body as they sway, the tickle of air over her already sensitive nipples making her hips sway a bit more, stopping as she reaches where He stands, her body moving to kneel before Him, hands not sure where to go, fluttering in the air before placing them down over her closed thighs, eyes peeking up at Him quite nervously, her long hair falling back from a flushed face. He looks down at her, seeing the girl try to do as she can, His fingers twining in her hair and pulling her head back so he can see the long expanse of her neck, her pulse beating erratically as she feels her nerves tighten from His movements , fingers curling tighter into her creamy thigh flesh as He suddenly takes the tip of His boot and pushes her thighs wider, gasping out as her hands almost cover her sex, remembering last time she twists them together and pulls them to her belly.
His boot continuing to widen her thighs, muscles quivering as He exposes her, her slick cunt lips spreading open to His gaze, a smile curling up the corners of His lips.
"Good girl."
Her heart stops at those words, a sudden urge to hear them more causing her to push her own body wider open to Him, hands coming up to cup her breasts, arching them up to His gaze, the nipples hot pink in color as blood rushes right to small gem hard nubs.
He chuckles.."very good girl."
Her body jerks at the words, and she gasps out, her own head falling back, needing more of whatever feelings it is He's causing her body to experience, watching His free hand come to her body, His fingertips ever so slowly circling her wrinkled aureola, her back arching deeper, needing more of His touch, crying out hoarsely as she feels the tip of His boot press to already swollen cunt lips, her hips pushing wantonly towards the feeling, His whispering voice making her tingle everywhere
"Such a good little girl you are. Let's see how deep you can go, how much pain and pleasure you can take and if you are able to turn your pain into pleasure. It's ok, little girl, don't be frightened, this lesson may be one you enjoy, you've been a very good girl and I am proud of you. I can smell that you were able to use the bucket and clean yourself well; you will clean the bucket later, or we shall see if you need it as a punishment. If I were you, I would keep pleasing me, little bitch, you can see that that causes us both much better rewards. Now turn from me and offer me a view of the holes I am going to torture and pleasure today."
Her eyes fly open , hearing Him, breath stopping in her throat, mind gone blank, "Turn? Present my holes to him?? Holes??? No this is NOT happening, that hole..no, I can not do this, I can't, I can not offer Him a view of that part of my body, oh I can't, I just can't, who does He think he is!!!??"
Feeling His fingers tighten around her exposed throat as He sees her hesitate, slowly squeezing the breath out of her, eyes flying to His face, her fear evident, feeling the very air she breaths being blocked from her as she raises her hands and curls them around His wrist, hearing the low menace in His voice as he says one last time… "I suggest you obey me…this instant…..cunt"……
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