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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15

 

“Good slut,” Kimberly said, moving Sarah’s sweaty hair away from her face.  “Now that wasn’t so hard to admit, was it?”

 

“No Mistress, “ Sarah managed.

 

“Will you do anything to prove yourself to Mistress,” Kimberly asked, still stroking Sarah’s hair.

 

“Yes,” Sarah said, shifting uncomfortably on the dildo.

 

“Very well,” Kimberly said, beginning to undo the restraints.  It took some time, and in the end she had to help Sarah by taking the hook out of her ass and

easing her up off the dildo.  “Get down on your hands and knees, slut.”  Sarah complied.  “Now crawl to your Master.”

 

Sarah glanced at Jason, then back at Kimberly.  “But Mistress – I…”

 

“Crawl Slut.  Now!”

 

Sarah crawled until she was at Jason’s feet.  She stayed there on all fours Kimberly walked up beside her.

 

“I give you this slut, Master.  She is broken, just as you asked.  Permission to show you proof?’

 

“By all means.” Jason said, smiling.

 

“Slut, you are mine.  You must not forget it.  Neither must you forget I am Master’s and that makes him your Master too.”

 

“Please, Mistress,” Sarah said, looking up from her knees.

 

“Kiss your Master’s boots, “ Kimberly replied.  “Show your obedience.”

 

Sarah hesitated, then bent down and kissed Jason’s boot lightly. 

 

“I am unimpressed with your effort,” Kimberly said cooly.  “Does my Master need to beat me again for your disobedience?”

 

Sarah began to kiss the boots more generously, even licking them.

 

“Better,” Kimberly said.  “Now ask your Master to punish you.”

 

Again Sarah looked up.  “Mistress –“

 

“Look down!”

 

Sarah’s eyes fell to the floor.

 

“Ask!”

 

“Please Master,” she said miserably, “punish this slut.”  She barely got the last words out through her humiliation.

 

“And how should I punish you?” Jason asked.

 

“Any way Master thinks this slut deserves.”

 

“Lie down, slut.”  Sarah lay down prone on her belly. Jason fastened a collar around her neck.  It had a thick leather strap with cuffs attached.  He bent her arms back at the elbows and fastened the cuffs to her wrists so that her wrists were held awkwardly in the middle of her back.

 

“Legs spread slut,” he said, and she complied.  He attached a spreader bar, fastening the cuff at either end to her ankles.   This held her legs wide apart. Sarah shifted uncomfortably as he attached a chain to the bar and attached the other end of the chain to the pulley.  All business, Jason walked over and hit the button.  The pulley took up the slack in the chain and raised Sarah into the air until her head was a few feet off the ground.  She shifted, clearly in pain from the strain on her hips.  Her big breasts hung up by her face, which was already turning red.

 

Jason had a cattle prod.  It was not as sophisticated as the tens unit, but there was something more visceral about it.  He had only used it once or twice on Kimberly and he knew she hated it.  Feared it in fact.  He had never used it on her the way he planned to use it now.

 

He showed it to Sarah, and even though she had never been on a farm in her life she seemed to know instantly what it was.

 

“NO!” she yelled.  “Jason! Mistress!  Don’t let him –don’t…”

 

Jason touched her ass with the prod and she jumped on the spreader bar, screaming.

 

“FUCK!” she said.  “Make him stop!”

 

Jason touched her ass with the prod and she jumped and screamed again.  A sheen of sweat was beginning to form on her body.

 

“Please stop,” she said, crying.

 

“Stop?” Jason said.  “I haven’t even gotten started.” He touched the prod to her left breast, on the nipple and she thrashed violently, crying out. He did it again, until she was sobbing.

 

“P-p-please,” she sobbed.

 

“Beg like a cow.”

 

“H-huh?”

 

“How does a cow beg?  I’m using a cattle prod on you, I should think it would be appropriate.”

 

When she hesitated, Jason touched her pussy with the prod, eliciting the biggest scream yet.  “Let’s go, Elsie, we don’t have all day.”  He touched her again and she screamed, bloodcurdling this time, and the sobbing intensified.

 

“Mm-m-m…”

 

ZAP!

 

She wasn’t even crying now, just gasping in shock in pain.  “Mm-mm-moooo,” she managed between ragged breaths.

 

“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Jason asked, crouching down so he could see her face.  “What do you think Kimberly?”

 

“I think she is trying to be a good slut Master.”

 

“M-mooo, mooooooo,” Sarah said desperately as Jason held the prod where she could see it.  Her eyes were wide, almost cross-eyed in fear.  “Moooooooooo,” she said, all dignity only a memory.  “Moooooooooo!”

 

“Are you my slut?”

 

“Mooooo!”

 

Jason looked at Kimberly, impressed.  He thought for sure Sarah would slip and answer.  Kimberly raised her eyebrows and nodded.

 

“Are you ready to follow orders?”

 

“Mooooo.”

 

“Do you want to suck Master’s cock?”

 

“Mooooo.”  Not a bit of hesitation.

 

Jason undid his jeans and his cock sprang out in Sarah’s face.  He swung her forward as she opened her lips and took him in. She sucked the cock greedily, perhaps the first thing in this bizarre journey she had ever previously experienced.  Of course, she’d never sucked one while trussed up and hung by her ankles.  She sucked and sucked, making gagging noises when Jason thrust too deeply into her mouth.  He began spanking her ass and she sucked harder, until he finally lost control and blew his cum in her mouth, slapping her ass a series of hard swats as he expired his load.

 

He took his cock out of her mouth and stepped back, leaving her swinging.  He fastened his jeans, gathered himself, and kneeled down so he was in her face.

 

“That was the best blowjob you ever gave me slut.”

 

Sarah looked dazed.  “Mooooo,” she said, once again, nervously eyeing the prod that was sitting on the floor a few feet away.  Jason picked it up and put it on the table, then began to lower Sarah, taking care so she did not hit her head on the floor.  He undid her cuffs and unfastened the spreader bar.

 

“Thank your Master for letting you suck his cock,” Kimberly said.

 

“Moooo.”

 

“You may speak, slut.” Jason said.

 

“Thank you Master, for letting me suck your cock.”

 

“I think Sarah has earned a little trip out of the dungeon, don’t you Kimberly?”

 

“Yes, Master.”

 

Jason slipped a collar on Sarah’s neck, then attached a leash and handed it to Kimberly. “Why don’t you take this little dog on a walk then? Perhaps we can have a little fun with her upstairs.”