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The High Tech Trained Girl

Part 3

The High Tech Trained Girl.

Author: Stigman38

Part 3

In the pub Dieter found himself thinking of Julia, but he didn't know why. 
He thought that he had broken her will completely but she had not tried to 
offer her body to him in return for some relief in his punishment and 
training. At her age she must have known what she had to offer and what men 
wanted, but she had not done it. He was puzzled. Was she a proud girl? In 
some strange way he felt offended by her stubbornness to not break the rule. 
At the same time he praised her. And he  knew that he had to punish her if 
she did.

In his eyes that make her future offer so much more valued. In spite of the 
unbearable pain he had inflicted on her body she didn't gave in, but she 
gave him all her body movements and her instantaneous obedience.

He liked that girl, yes. But still she was not for him, more than to play 
with and train of course. He was sure that he right now could make her to 
perform any sexual act he wanted. But not by her free will, if it was free 
will. And not at her own initiative, that was not allowed for her.

In his mind it all ended in a psychological sumersault.

He had always started to investigate the girls and looked in their files to 
better understand the slave girl and her background and qualification and so 
he had done now as well.
The girls were captures by different methods and there were used different 
baits.

Julia had answered on an advertisement to a training-course for girls who 
wanted to be married to millionaires or business executive and to be trained 
in ethics and how to act and move in the high society.

Well, that was not the whole truth of the Company and its motives, but a 
whore is a whore not matter what.

He also knew that many of the girls had applied for courses to be 
photographer's model or actors. In all those courses there was a natural 
demand of good looking girls and girls who had no boyfriends and no 
engagement.

That's why so many good looking girls ended up in the cells in the cellar.

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Tomorrow she will learn new commands "BACK" and he would love to see her 
lying on the floor on her back with her legs up against her armpits and 
widely separated, with her hands under her neck completely at his mercy and 
display. He could feel his cock being rock hard when he thought of himself 
going around the girl and tapping with the whip on her inner thighs and 
making them so much apart as he wanted. Her whole pussy was for him to play 
with or to tap on with the whip. Perhaps he should use the riding whip 
instead, it was more rigid if he wanted it in her vagina or her rectum.  She 
could do absolutely nothing more than let him play with her body as he 
wanted and must keep her legs out of his way.

If he wanted he could fuck her or let her suck him. But that would be giving 
in and breaking training rhythm.

He should also trained her in the command word "FOUR" when he wanted her on 
all four with her legs widely parted, her behind before him,  her mouth 
open, her head up and she was looking straight forward.
He could alternate between having her back straight and curved inwards.
In this last position her pussy would show between her legs and he should 
have her anus displayed for his inspection.

He should alternate between "STAND", "SIT", "BACK" and "FOUR" and if there 
was time for it another new one; "OPEN".

At this last command word she had to stretch her arms down to her pussy and 
open it up with her fingers.

If he gave that order in combination with "BACK" it was easy for her, but if 
he gave it when she was in the "FOUR" position she must learn to rest her 
body weight on her head, with her forehead against the floor to get her 
hands free and open up her pussy for him to see and enjoy her pink inside.

He thought of the question if it was her pussy at all or it belonged to him. 
It was fixed at her body, yes, but the full power over its use belong to 
him. He could do what ever he wanted with that pussy, without of killing 
her, but the step up to that was far away. He had also the power of how she 
must use her pussy muscles, so it belonged to him, even if she didn't 
understood it complete yet. "But she will!" He ensured himself and ordered 
one more beer even if he felt his arms being unwieldy.

Later in her training she must learn how to use her vaginal muscle in a 
flowing motion from its entrance to its bottom and womb. They had very good 
electronic equipment for that training and he wanted to master that training 
with her, even if it was on another Masters time schedule.

Every commanded body position must be held until a new order is given. So he 
could let her lie on the floor and open up her pussy for him in minutes or 
hours if he wanted. He felt the alcohol loosing up his brain.
And he could just observe that she didn't loosen the labia hold with her 
fingers. His cock was now more than rock hard when he thought of making her 
be lying for so long time that she went dry in her pussy. Just for him.  He 
could just extend the training hours from four to five or six if he wanted.

His cruel and power seeking mind thrilled him with the thought of letting a 
fly loose in the room and waiting for it to find the wide open target. 
Perhaps he could use some molasses put on the right spot to help it to find 
its way or his way.

He knew she must be still and at his attention what ever he does with her 
and how ever cruel he was.

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He decided to leave the pub. His dick was so hard that he must release its 
tension so he went back to his working place and let him self in with his 
keys and codes.

He turned on the light and went down to the cellar and the cells. He heard 
that the girls in the cells stood up and when he approached he could se them 
in that offering position inside of the bar doors.

He choose cell # 3 and open the bar door. This naked slave girl had not 
reacted at his turning on the light and was close to sleeping, but when he 
rattle with lock she wake up and quickly rose to her feet and let her arms 
rush up to her neck and her feet apart and stretch up her body in the 
position that she has been learnt the hard way. She was almost still 
sleeping and tired. But her eyes were glued to him and she saluted him by 
the requested:

"Yes Master!"

In the meaning of: "I'm waiting for Your order of what to do. I'm prepared 
to do anything you want me to with no hesitation."

It wasn't up to her to know that she should do anything for him. He was the 
one who had to decide what was going to happen in the small room. So a "Yes 
Master!" was enough on her part just to announce that she was ready for him, 
what ever he decided.

If he wanted her to do anything he would told her so and she was the one who 
must execute his order. In the same time she felt proud that he had picked 
out her instead of one of the other girls, she was used to that the Masters 
came down to the cells in the evenings and nights to be relieved in 
different ways, but mostly by a quick and effective blow job.

But most of alla she was afraid of that she had not being quick enough from 
her bed, knowing that Master was very exacting there were to be a punishment 
for her slowness.

"KNEEL!"

The short but distinct order made her fall to her knees with a stress at 
fall. You could hear her knee bones hit the concrete floor. And you would 
think "OUCH!"  That must hurt!

For the poor girl it was not an option to give sounds for her hurting 
knee-caps. She had been trained in her earlier days by this Master so she 
had learned the very hard way to obey his smallest sign and do anything 
faster than quickly. She also remembers in her dreams that she had longed 
for him in some masochistic way.

Now he was here. She had no idea of what time it was in the night. She just 
had to wake up when he came into her cell and wait for his order.
Now on her aching knees she could easily guess that he wanted to enjoy her 
mouth but it wasn't up to her to make a move before she was told to. This 
man had surprised her before in his demands, but not now.

"SUCK!"

This was a well known order. She had done this up to ten times before to day 
and she knew that she must give her very best every time. And now with this 
Master she knew that she had to cross even that line. She must do better 
that her best. He was the one who moved the girls limits, said the word.

She also remembered that he wanted her tongue to be moving all the time and 
make the main part of the massage job. And then he wanted to finish off by 
deep throating her and she must be careful to take a deep breath before she 
felt him going deep. She knew he didn't care if she had a blackout from luck 
of air, she must massage him with her throat as much as she could and to top 
of that let the tip of her tongue touch his scrotum when he was deep.

The last time she had a queasy feeling she couldn't remember. Sucking a man 
off had been her second nature and she knew she was good at it. But this 
Master demanded the tip of her tongue tickle at his testicles when he was 
down her throat and that was hard, but he got it every time without of 
saying so, nowdays.

At his order she throw her hands up to the fly of his trousers and unzip 
him, taking out his hard and demanding dick, throw her head forwards and 
started to stimulate him with her tongue and lips. She moved he tongue 
forwards and back as quickly as she could and she remember in her head him 
saying "NOT FAST ENOUGH" and then giving her jolt after jolt making her die 
every time. No matter how fast she did what she was told to, it was never 
"FAST ENOUGH" for him. With this in her mind she started with her highest 
tongue speed so he wouldn't gave her the jolt pains. She couldn't se him 
having the remote control but couldn't risk that he had it in his pocket.

Last time she had to serve him with her mouth he had her working at it in 
half an hours at least but this time he was ready to release himself after 
just some minutes. She manage to get air through her nose before he pressed 
his dick down her throat with no warning at all.

She was there just to serve him and had no right to any warning but she got 
enough air supply to give him maximal massage down throat before and during 
his spraying. And even this time she remembers to serve his testicles as 
well.

Afterwards he sat down at her bed and let her keep his dick in her mouth and 
order her to start licking and stimulate him with her tongue again.

He let her work at him with her tongue for another ten minutes before he 
stopped her. Then he stood up and took of his trousers and lied down on his 
back at her hard bed. She took immediately her waiting position still on her 
knees but with her both hands clasped behind her neck. Her full breast was 
in his view but didn't distract him at this point. Now he only wanted to 
feel her tongue and lips and throat on his dick again and for a long time so 
he could first feel relaxed in his whole body and then reloading.

It will continue in the pace of translating.




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