The Greatest Submission

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

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WARNING!  THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.  

 

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.  

 

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 The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

 

 Copyright 2006, Hawk Fann & Sbbe.  All rights reserved.

 

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4

 

“Sarah,” she spoke slowly, clearly. “Sarah, it’s time to wake up.” Kimberly reached out and tapped Sarah’s cheek, nothing. Kimberly looked around then cupped Sarah’s cheek for a moment. She reached up and stroked her brunette hair gently, she leaned forward and took a deep breathe. She smelled wonderful.

 

“Kimberly,” she turned and looked into her master’s cross face.

 

“I was just….ummmm sir. I was just taking a moment to gather my thoughts sir.”

 

“It’s time. I’m going back into the next room and watch the video feed. I want this started. Do I need to get the hood?”

 

Kimberly jumped, then turned and dropped to her knees. “No master, I’m ready.” She knelt, her head bowed low. “I will wait till the door shuts sir.”

 

Kimberly felt his hand on her head, “Kimberly, this will make me very happy. I’ve dreamed of this for years.” He reached around and lifted her chin. “I want this more than anything I’ve ever desired.” He held her eyes then lifted her. He gently kissed her lips then turned and left. Kimberly stood transfixed for a moment then turned, looked determinedly at Sarah, then moved to the stereo and turned on Within Temptation’s The Silent force CD.  She pressed random and Angel started. She cranked the volume up and walked forward, she glanced up at the camera then started moving to please master. She twisted her naked body just for him dancing in just the way her Master liked.

 

She walked up to Sarah and with a quick slap woke the woman. “Sarah,” she said firmly. Sarah hung from a big beam suspended from the ceiling. Her arms were separately cuffed, as were her ankles. Her ankles were firmly shackled to eyebolts sunk deep in the concrete. Sarah still wore all her clothing including the three inch black heals she’d worn to lunch.

 

Sarah’s eyes popped open, “What,” Sarah barked, then groaned. “You bitch, what in the…” Kimberly shifted and slapped Sarah’s other cheek. Sarah’s head popped back.

 

“The proper way to address your betters is ‘sir’ or ‘ma’am,’ cunt.”

 

The sputtering was a wonder to behold. Sarah’s mouth moved like a fish out of water. “Ccc..unt? You little bitch!” Sarah suddenly realized her physical position and the shocked fish out of water look intensified. “You better get me the fuck down.”

 

“Ma’am is the proper way to address me.” Kimberly methodically moved forward and slapped Sarah’s face again. The tenth slap, Kimberly had counted and Sarah just glared at her. “You will say, I apologize for my foul language ma’am.”

 

The filth that poured from Sarah’s mouth made Kimberly glance up at the camera 3 location and then back to Sarah. She slowly walked to the table and lifted first a small ball gag. Sarah’s slurs became even more foul and Kimberly set it back down and lifted the big one, the same size she’d worn under the hood a week ago.

 

“Speech is a privilege to a slave, one that is earned with effort after being lost.” She moved directly in front of Sarah and with deft movements shoved the ball deep in the filth-spewing mouth. Her fingers clasped the snaps skillfully. She stood before the shocked, gagging woman. “This is called a ball gag and the one you are using is actually very large. When I take it out you will apologize this way. Forgive this cunt ma’am and sir.”

 

Sarah shook her head violently which made her gag again. Drool started to drip quickly with the grunting Sarah was making.

 

“Sarah if you will look out you will notice that just for you I have decorated with mirror.” Kimberly waved and glanced around the heavily mirrored room. “I want you to be able to see yourself at all times. I want you to see what a cunt looks like.”

 

Kimberly walked away out the door and into the viewing room, she threw herself at her master as he sat in the big easy chair. He held her as she kneeled before him, the loud music filling the room around them. “You’re doing wonderfully,” he said stroking her head again and again. He shifted her just a bit and freed his throbbing cock. “Here, suck, calm yourself girl. I’m very pleased.”

 

Kimberly sighed as she took the thick sex deep into her mouth. She rested against his hand and suckled, licking and stroked. She could feel the tension draining from her muscles as he started to rock into her. “Ohhhhh,” he twitched she felt the flood. He buried himself deep in her throat, forcing the liquid in her. “Girl,” he moaned, letting her lay there and calm herself even after he had released. Slowly she shifted away and licked her licks, boldly meeting his eyes.

 

“I’ll do it sir, I’ll break her. She will be my gift to you.”

 

He smiled nodded and watched as she rose and left the room. Jason stretched and smiled. He’d not stopped watching his wife struggle as he’d used his slave. Soon he would have two slaves to serve his every need.

 

Kimberly used the remote control and started the lights strobing. She snuck up on the woman hanging and watched her back muscles tensing. “Are you ready?” She asked softly.

 

Sarah’s head jerked around but she’d moved already. “Look at yourself Sarah. You’re a beautiful woman.” Kimberly kept shifting behind furniture and mirrors she’d set up. “A beautiful woman on the outside, but inside you might as well be a man.” Kimberly infused as much disgust in her voice as she could as she spoke the last sentence. Then back to gentle. “A beautiful woman should never cover that beauty in the house.” The lights went back on bright. She lifted the scissors and started cutting down the back of Sarah’s lovely jacket.

 

 

Sarah’s eyes looked almost unfocused as the last piece of her clothing fell away. Kimberly found herself panting. Sarah was beautiful. Her big breasts hung like cushions waiting for a head to be pillowed in. Kimberly slowly reached out and cupped the breasts. Sarah came alive fighting, thrashing, squealing behind the gag. Kimberly sunk her fingers in letting her nails burrow deep. The squealing rose an octave but the struggle continued. “Sarah, disobedience is anytime you fight what I or your master want. This is disobedience.  Stop.” Sarah defiantly glared at her, the spittle dripping down and wetting the impressive chest.

 

Kimberly squeezed a bit more and then let go, turning. She watched Sarah’s triumphant look, then turned back with the clamps. Sarah tried to shrink away but her big breasts just trembled.

 

Watching the woman writhing under the severe nipple torture made Kimberly feel sick. She glanced up at the camera 2 location then back down. Sarah’s nipples were being cruelly stretched down. The weight on the clover clamps had been slowly added to over the half hour. Kimberly stepped forward and gently caressed those breasts. Sarah moaned but didn’t move. The first time in 10 attempts. “Good cunt,” she said and swiftly removed the clamps. She ignored the screams behind the dripping ball gag and stepped behind Sarah.

 

“When I take it out, the ball gag, you will apologize this way. Forgive this cunt ma’am and sir.” She watched as Sarah strained, her arms held high her legs held wide. Sarah slowly nodded just once.

 

Kimberly silently sighed and stepped forward, she hated this ball gag it left your jaw almost dislocated and the humiliation of the dripping spit made her shiver. She unfastened the snap pressing her naked body into Sarah’s back. It popped out and Sarah moaned. Kimberly slowly massaged her face. “Now say it. Forgive this cunt ma’am and sir.” She tried to make it possible for Sarah to obey.

 

“You fucking bitch, you…”

 

 

Kimberly lay the crop down on the table and looked Sarah up and down. The deep seated cock gag had Sarah’s face flushed and her breathing limited to her nose. Her cheeks were puffed out and her lips stretch obscenely. Sarah’s eyes were tired but still rebellious.

 

Kimberly lifted the clover clamp frame and pressed the center foot between Sarah’s breasts. Sarah’s eyes bugged but still glared. “I would give you a chance to apologize but I can see the rebellion, Sarah. It will only grow worse as you fight it.” Sarah couldn’t jerk her head anymore, as the gag embedded more deeply in her mouth entered deep in her throat.

 

Kimberly leaned in pressing the foot then lifted a clover clamp and fastened it to a nipple. She repeated this, then turned the handle in the middle. The foot pressed into Sarah’s chest and the clamps pulled out the flesh. She tightened “The Tower of Pain,” tool, one turn past painful. Sarah was thrashing, though it intensified the pain and caused the gag to shove deeper. Kimberly turned and slowly sauntered from the room.

 

The moment she shut the door she dropped to the floor. “I can’t, I can’t,” she sobbed lying before her master.