Part 4 Getting used as and getting used to be a slave
Chapter 4: Getting used as and getting used to be a slave
She toweled her hair off as she stepped out of the shower. The master bathroom,
as she got to think of it, was larger than the apartment she had in college.
Naked and still a bit wet, she hurried into the bedroom. Joseph Drake was laying
on the bed, reading something on a slate like device with a screen. The white
background lightened up his features even more then the setting sun outside.
His glance hit her body, and a short "kneel" came from his lips.
Quickly she got down on her knees as she was told. She didn't dare to look up,
but she could see and hear that he did not move off the bed, he just kept
reading.
The warm air in the room kept sucking the rest of the moisture off her skin, but
her hair would stay wet for a while. She could feel the slight contracting
feeling of her drying skin, hear his nearly inaudible but steady breathing, the
little faint click when he pressed a button.
After her use in the living room, it took him nearly an hour to get back to her.
After ten minutes she was aching, but she didn't feel much of it as she was away
in her own head space. He teased her with his cock around her gag a few times,
and she got back to reality. She tried to lick it, brush his cock with her
tongue, but only slightly was able to actually touch it. Then he let her lick
for a few moments and returned to just tease her. Tied up, with her arms behind
her back and her ankles tied, she was completely helpless and unable to move
anything but from her neck upwards.
He kept at it, until her stomach created an audible growl, it was two in the
afternoon already.
Laughing he commented, "I certainly have to agree with your stomach. As much as
i would like to give you something to eat from me, i think real food is in order
now. Maybe later i will give you a small dessert."
Letting her bondage loose, removing her gag but keeping her hands tied behind
her back, he led her to the kitchen and made her sit on a chair. After getting
dressed, he joined her in the kitchen.
In the fridge was enough food to last for a long time, so he picked a few
snacks, sat down beside her and started to eat. Her eyes were eating every
single piece he put into his mouth and she was licking her lips.
"If you want something, you have to ask", he told her and put another snack in
his mouth.
Karen swallowed. "Master, could i have something to eat? I am really hungry."
"But of course my little slave", he answered. "I don't have use for a slave that
is starving."
He was feeding her, then eating for himself again. Sometimes he kept the food in
his hand or pulled it away from her, teasing her. She was frustrated but saw
that it seemed to amuse him.
After they ate, he sent her to brush her teeth, after removing her bondage.
Meanwhile he cleaned the kitchen up.
She waited in the bathroom, as he came to brush his teeth. He ignored her naked
presence completely and left the bathroom after he was done.
For nearly five minutes she waited there, a bit lost, not knowing if she should
move, or what she should do. Then he appeared again, clipped the leash into her
collar and tugged her into the master bedroom.
With a small push on her shoulder, he made her kneel down in front of him.
"Would you like some dessert now slave?"
"Yes master", she replied eagerly.
"Then get it", he told her with a smile on his face.
Slowly she opened his pants and pulled them down a little. Then she freed his
cock from his shorts. His organ was already half erect, so she took it into her
mouth and licked around it. In a very short time she got him to be fully erect.
Greedy she fed on his cock, licking and sucking. She wanted to prove that she is
a good slave.
Deep moans and the spurts of cum in her mouth were the reward she craved.
"You did good Karen", he said as he pulled up his shorts and pants. "I might use
your ass today, since you have proven to be pretty skilled with your mouth
already. But i am not entirely convinced."
She forgot about the row of how she had to prove herself, with her mouth her ass
and then her cunt. And he would not use the later if he is not satisfied with
the first ones. Biting her lip, she hoped he would use her soon.
He gave her the order to pick all her belongings and put them into a cardboard
box. That one will be stored in his storage in the garage, that is locked up. He
gave her the key, and told her where it is. Meanwhile he would have to finish
some business, so she has the time for herself until he will use her again. The
way he described her use, as if he is using a toothbrush, a remote or a handle
made her shiver.
All her things stored away, using his bathrobe as cover for doing it, she did
some workout. When he came into the living room, he told her to shower as he
nearly finished his work and will want to use her later on.
There she was, kneeling at his bed, waiting to be used.
He put the slate away, then sat on the edge of the bed, looking at her.
"Look at me Karen", he ordered her.
His eyes were looking into her again, and she had to will herself to keep the
contact with them.
"As my slave, you will sleep in my bed with me. You will be naked, except your
collar and one ankle cuff. The ankle cuff will be chained to the bed and locked,
so you cant leave the bed really. Only i can unlock it. Your body is always
available for me, so you should always make sure to make it easy for me to use
it, however i want to, whenever i want to."
He looked down her body, sensing the heat building inside her.
Later he used her mouth again, this time she was ready for bed, as he called it,
chained to a ring in the center of the frame on the foot side. He laid on his
back, naked, and she did the best to service his cock. After he came, he pulled
her up, and she snuggled on his chest, as they fell asleep.
Drake woke up with her shifting her weight a bit. She still as snuggled up to
him, lodging her head on his arm. It felt like it was there for a while as his
arm seem to have fallen asleep. Slowly pulling it form under her, moved up and
began massaging it. As the tickling sensation came into his arm again she rose
form sleep as well.
"Good morning slave."
She smiled.
"Good morning master."
He got up from bed and went to the cupboard.
"Your mouth is good enough to pleasure me for now. You can improve, but that is
something for later. Now i intend to use your ass."
He picked a few coils of rope, a tube of gliding cream and a cushion that looked
like a huge teardrop.
"Do you like getting fucked in your ass slave?"
"Yes master, i do."
"What do you like about it?" A question, he mused for himself, that was more
rhetorical, but definitely added to her stimulation. Being forced to say things
openly she otherwise wouldn't tell anyone freely, was quiet a turn on for her.
"Part is the feeling, part is the humiliation, also the taking of the pleasure
from my master which turns me on."
Her head felt sometimes like it was a shining beacon, although she knew, she
didn't blush easy anymore. Still, it sometimes made her feel awkward.
He made her kneel, put the pillow in front of her so that the pointed tip was
facing away, then guided her to lean over it. Her hips were resting on it. With
his knee he guided her to spread her legs. She felt that, doing so would rest
her weight even more on the pillow which seemed to have a more solid content
inside. Positioned behind her, he pulled her wrists behind her, tied them
crossed together and left some rope over. Next he secured her ankles spread
apart. With the leftover rope from her wrists, he tied it them to her body,
wrapping it once around, so she could feel the ropes straining slightly every
time she breathed in deeply.
A drop of the gliding gel on her ass hole made her almost jump. The cold feeling
was dripping down to be caught by one of his fingers. Slowly he rubbed it
around, then penetrated her ass with nearly no resistance. Soon he added a
second finger that took a bit more force. More gel was applied, and as he
fingered her ass, he applied some to his hard cock.
"Brace yourself slave, i will take posession of your ass hole now", he said and
pushed the tip of his cock against her ass hole. He only pushed a bit, so the
tip was pressing a bit against her, but not really pushing deeper. Moving his
hips a little, giving some light pressure, he felt how she relaxed below him.
His cock slid a bit deeper. Now her hips were moving, she was fucking herself on
the tip of his cock, only a few millimeters in either direction. A sharp slap on
her ass made her stop.
"I did not command you to move slut, you will get ten lashes with the nine tail
as punishment later. Now keep still."
The movement made him smile. She was enjoying herself, and the prospect of the
whip made it more exciting for her. As instant punishment, he leaned forward
more, pressing into her now, forcing his way into her rectum. All she could do
was try to relax. It hurt a bit, but she managed to relax and turn the pain into
pleasure as well, relaxing even more. As his hips touched her ass a moan came
from her throat. Drakes build seemed to fill her entirely. His cock was deep in
her, not too deep to cause serious pain, and somewhere where she could hardly
feel him. He fit in her ass perfectly. She wondered if he also fit in her cunt
as well.
With slow movements he started moving inside of her. Only a little at first,
then slowly enlarging the distance he pulled out, before slamming back into her.
Each thrust made her jolt a little, as it ripped through her body. She was
riding the feeling. Drake picked up speed, started moving out farther, until he
was thrusting fast into her.
His hands, that rested on the pillow until now, grabbed her hair. He held her by
it, down and was pulling on it when he thrust into her as well. Karen was deep
in her own subspace, as she felt being used by her Master. Being his pleasure
toy, the fuck object of his choice for the moment.
With a groan Drake came, shooting his cum into her ass, then pulling out
quickly. Repositioning himself in front of her face, he pulled her head up by
her hair.
"Open up", he commanded and she opened her mouth without thinking.
His cock tasted like a mixture of cum, shit and the gel. Not pleasant at all,
but it greatly stimulated her, the humiliation and the use of her body again.
After she sucked and licked on it for a few minutes, he was satisfied, pulled
out, and simply let her head drop on the bed.
Heading for the shower Drake looked ad Karen who felt his cum dripping from her
ass, but she was still in her own little world.
As he emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later, he ignored her completely.
He simple stepped through the door and was gone, only wearing a bathrobe.
After an hour, although for Karen it felt like hours, he returned, sodomizing
her again, with the same force as before. Again, she cleaned his cock. This
time, he released her, told her to use the toilet and get some breakfast and be
back in the master bedroom within fifteen minutes. She hurried.
Within ten minutes she was back, looking at a stool that stood before the bed.
He grabbed her hair, guided her to it, facing the back of it, pushing her close
to its backrest. He tied her ankles to the two legs in the back, then pulled her
head over, so her hips were resting on its slightly cushioned top. Her wrists
were tied to the legs in front. When she put her head up, she knew she would be
at a perfect height for his cock again. His plans differed though.
The whirling sound made her a bit anxious, but she knew what it was coming from.
She dropped her head and braced for the impact. There was none. Instead she felt
cool strands of leather wandering over her skin. Her back and behind were
lightly touched by the ends of the whip. She felt strangely aroused and was
wriggling her butt a bit, without noticing. Instantly the whip bit into her
behind. She yelled surprised up, the pain was mild.
With a constant rhythm her behind was whipped. The strokes were mild, but she
felt her ass getting hot and her cunt getting wet.
Suddenly he stopped.
"I am now to test your tolerance in pain. I will whip you, then you will thank
me, and ask me to whip you harder. Then i will whip you harder, and you will
repeat this. We will continue this little game until i see fit. If you feel that
you cant take much more, you are allowed to plea for me to stop, but its
unlikely that I'll do."
The blow was light, lighter then the ones before.
"Thank you master, please hit me harder", she said.
"To make this even more useful, i will also teach you how to properly talk about
yourself. You will not say I or me or any indicators in that direction anymore.
You are my slave, my property, so you will either use 'your slave' or you can
also vary in using other depravities such as slut, whore, cunt, fucktoy and so
on. Understood?"
"Yes master", she replied. Her mind was working on it, while the next blow hit
her.
"Thank you master, please whip your slave even harder"
He continued the whipping, gradually increasing the strength. At stroke number
forty, it already stung on her skin. At blow fifty, she was about to start
pleading. Ten more blows later, gasping for air, she did start.
"Thank you master, please whip your fuck toy harder. Please master, your slave
is suffering, please let your slave rest."
Smiling, he ignored her, and cracked the whip down again.
Ten more strokes, and lots more pleading, he stopped.
"This whipping is over slave."
"Thank you master, thank you so much", she babbled.
"Why do you think it is over slave?"
Her mind was still a bit clouded from the pain but also the arousal flooding
through her body. The whipping did hurt but it also turned her on a great deal.
"Because i pleaded for it master?"
He shook his head. "First you used the term I, which you will be punished for
later. Second, no, not because you pleaded. You could plead all day, and i
wouldn't stop. I stopped because it was my wish to stop. And only because of
that. Its my wishes and my pleasure you are here for to satisfy. Wouldn't you
agree?"
"Yes master, your slave apologizes and sees her error." Her head hung, her mind
was a bit clearer.
"Good, then now to some pleasure", he said and moved behind her, pushing his
hips against her burning behind. She groaned up from the experience. His hard
cock was pushing against her ass hole. The gliding gel made it easy for him to
enter her. As she felt his cock filling her ass, his hips pressing against her
sore bum, she was ready to cum. As he fucked her ass with long and fast strokes,
she felt herself experiencing an orgasm like she never did before.
After he came, he pulled out, pressing his cock against her lips. Greedy she
began licking and sucking his cock, cleaning it thoroughly. After he removed his
cock, a plastic phallus replaced the real thing in her mouth. A strap held it in
place, just outside of the zone where her gag reflex would kick in. Next two
sharp teethed clips were attached to her nipples. They didn't bite too hard, but
they surely were uncomfortable form the first second. To round it up, he told
her to get on her tiptoes then attached a sharp edged wooden bar to the top of
the chair. When she tried to lower herself, she felt a very uncomfortable edge
poking into her hips and belly. Only standing on her tip toes would prevent her
form feeling it.
"This is your punishment for not using the proper form before. If you do not
learn, punishments for such small things will get harder each time."
With that, he left the room, switching off the light.
End of Chapter 4
