The New Girl
By
BDSM_Tourguide
Day Two:
John rolled out of the bed the next morning and walked to the washroom.
He noticed wet cunt squirming a little at the foot of the bed, but passed her by
without a word. He went to the washroom and pissed and brushed his teeth. He
came back into the bedroom and was choosing his clothing when he noticed wet
cunt still squirming and looking up at him.
"What is it, cunt?" He asked. "Did you sleep well?"
"No, Master." She replied. "I wasn't able to get very comfortable tied
like I am. I could only roll on my back and my left side. So, I'm feeling a bit
stiff."
John looked down at her. "Ah I see."
He laid the shirt and jeans he had been selecting for himself on the bed
and bent down and twisted wet cunt's nipples viciously. He held the soft nubs of
flesh in his fingers as she cried out in surprise and squirmed against her
bonds.
Honey stirred a little from her sleep. "What is it?" She asked.
"Nothing's wrong, honey. Cunt is getting a lesson." John replied, still
holding wet cunt's nipples. "Go back to sleep."
"Okay, Master." Honey replied and rested her head back on the pillow.
"Now, cunt, you were told to speak in a certain way yesterday. Have you
forgotten your training already?" John asked, looking sternly into wet cunt's
eyes.
"No, Master. Your wet cunt is sorry, Master." She replied through
clenched teeth. "Please, Master, you're hurting me."
He twisted more vigorously on her nipples. "I'm hurting whom?"
She gulped. "You're hurting your wet cunt, Master. Please forgive her,
Master. She is just tired from not sleeping well. She is sorry."
"Not yet she isn't." John replied, but let her nipples go anyway.
John untied her hands and feet from the foot of the bed. She stretched
her ankles and rubbed her wrists. She had not been tied tightly, but she was
still stiff from being tied for so long. Wet cunt stretched lithely and tried to
relieve some tension in her joints.
"Alright, cunt, heel." John said and started walking toward the
washroom.
Wet cunt rolled over and started to stand up, but then remembered she
wasn't allowed to walk upright. So, she crawled on her hands and knees to the
washroom behind her master. She realized that, despite the tenderness left over
from the long spanking and rape last night and sleeping tied to the foot of the
bed, she was very happy here. She knew she was on the right track. She was
learning to follow orders and obey commands. She knew she was making a few
mistakes, but John had told her that would be normal. No one was perfect, after
all. John had told her to go ahead and make mistakes, but to know that she would
be punished for them. It was something she would have to learn to accept. John
had said that making the same mistake twice would probably be bad, though.
In the washroom, John had started a shower and steam was beginning to
fill the room. He told her to stand up and get in the shower. Honestly, it was a
little warmer than she would have liked, but she did not complain. She knew she
would get used to it. John got into the shower behind her.
"Wash me, cunt." John instructed. He handed her a washcloth. The soap
was in a dish near her right elbow.
"Yes, Master." Wet cunt replied. She took up the soap and wet the
washcloth in the spray. She lathered the cloth and began at his chest. She
soaped his chest, then down to his belly, washing in small circles as she would
herself. She took his cock in the cloth and washed it tenderly, then his balls,
too, in the same fashion. She noticed that he moved his hips toward her as she
was washing his cock and balls and she thought she heard him moan somewhat. She
continued cleaning him, down his legs, his feet, and standing back up and
washing his hands, arms, and armpits. He turned around to let her wash his back,
which she did, and then down to his ass and on to the backs of his legs.
"Make sure you wash my ass well, cunt." He instructed.
"Yes, Master." She replied and moved the cloth between the cheeks of his
ass, washing his anus thoroughly.
He turned around to rinse off his backside. Wet cunt began to stand up,
but John told her not to get up yet. Once he had finished rinsing himself, he
turned back around so his ass was close to her face.
"Make sure you did a good job, cunt." He said.
Wet cunt spread his ass cheeks apart and examined his asshole to make
sure it was completely clean. It looked fine to her. He had kind of a hairy
asshole, but it didn't seem dirty to her or anything.
"Not like that, cunt. Use your tongue."
"Master?" She asked, a little taken aback.
"Put your mouth against my asshole and tongue kiss it like you would a
close boyfriend or girlfriend. If my ass isn't clean enough for you to put your
tongue on or in, then it isn't clean enough. Do you understand, cunt?"
"Yes, Master, I understand." She replied, nervously. This was certainly
interesting. She had never put her tongue on a man's asshole before, nor
anyone's asshole, for that matter. She wasn't quite sure what to make of this
experience or what bearing it had on her training. She would have to ask John
later if she was allowed.
In the meantime, she stiffened her resolve and leaned forward and put
her mouth fully against his asshole. Her tongue came slowly out from between her
lips and pressed against his asshole. She heard him moan this time. This moan
seemed loud and distinct. She began moving her tongue in circles around the
hairy hole of his ass and then she pushed her tongue into it slightly. She
didn't taste anything offensive, so she figured she had done a good job washing
him. In fact, the experience was becoming more and more educational by the
moment. She knew she was turning him on by having her mouth pressed against his
asshole and her tongue sliding over it. This knowledge in turn was making her
quite hot as well.
She finished checking his asshole for cleanliness and pulled her face
away. He turned around to face her. She was still crouched on the floor of the
tub. When he turned around she noticed his cock was hard and the veins were
standing out noticeably. She looked up at him and saw lust in his eyes.
Apparently, her tongue had quite an effect on him. She took his stiffened cock
in her hand and gently stroked it. His head went back somewhat and he moaned
again loud enough for her to hear. She continued to stroke his cock and bent to
lick his balls. She circled each with her tongue and sucked one then the other
into her mouth. His hips rocked as she worked his balls with her tongue. She
suddenly had the odd thought that her tongue was certainly getting a good work
out today. She smiled at the thought, but didn't giggle. She figured it would
ruin the mood.
Moving her mouth up from his balls, she took the head of his cock in her
mouth and swirled her tongue over it in slow circles. He gasped and his hips
bucked again. She kept up with him, though, keeping just the head of his cock in
her mouth and keeping her tongue working over it. Finally, after toying with him
for a moment, she took his cock in her mouth. She couldn't take all of it, but
she got about half of it in. She moved her head back and forth over his hard
cock, her hand following her mouth as she sucked him off. She reached up with
her other hand and stroked his balls while she continued to suck and stroke with
her other hand.
Suddenly, he pulled her up by the hair. The sudden rush of blood back
into her feet was exciting, but so was the deep kiss he gave her after he pulled
her to her feet. He kissed her and kneaded her breasts lightly, pinching the
nipples softly as he did so. He kissed his way down her neck to her shoulder.
She breathed heavily into his ear and held on to his shoulders. His cock pressed
against her shaved pussy as she pressed closer to him. She mover her hips so the
head of his cock was positioned between her slit.
"Please, Master, take your wet cunt." She begged.
He pushed her away from him. "No. Not yet. You're not ready yet."
"But..." She started.
"No." He cut her off. "It isn't time yet. You don't want it enough yet."
"Yes, Master." She pouted and looked at her feet.
"Now. Out, cunt. Get a towel. I want you to dry me as well."
"Yes, Master."
Wet cunt stepped out of the shower and took a towel off the rack hanging
near the tub. John stepped out and she wrapped him in the towel, pressing
against him again, obviously still in need. He looked at her and she knew he
would not give in to her. Wet cunt did as she was told and dried John with the
towel.
When he was completely, dry, he turned to her and said, "Dry yourself
off and come to the bedroom." He turned and walked across the hall to the
bedroom.
Wet cunt dried her body as quickly and thoroughly as she could, dropped
to her hands and knees and crawled to the bedroom. John had gotten dressed in
the shirt and jeans he had picked out earlier. She could smell his cologne
faintly from where she waited near the doorway.
Honey was lying on her back in the bed. It looked like she was awake,
but not ready to get out of the bed yet. John motioned wet cunt to come to him.
He pulled the blanket off of honey and told wet cunt to crawl onto the bed.
Wet cunt crawled up onto the bed as instructed and John guided her
between honey's legs. Now, wet cunt's face was no more than inches away from
honey's freshly shaved pussy.
"Make sure she wakes up in the nicest way possible, cunt. I have to get
my day started." John said and left the bedroom. He walked into the spare room
he kept as an office and turned on his computer. He closed the door and put on
some music as he waited for the computer to boot up.
Wet cunt now looked at the shaved pussy before her face. She slid down
from her hands and knees to her belly between honey's legs. Tentatively, she
opened her mouth and licked honey's pussy from the bottom of her slit to her
clit. Honey stirred and moaned a little, the sensation causing her to stir some
more. She licked again, letting her tongue slide between the lips of honey's
pussy, opening her. Honey moaned, her hips moving toward wet cunt's mouth
slightly. Wet cunt pushed her mouth firmly against honey's pussy, flicking her
tongue over honey's clit. Honey's only responses were her fervent moans and
squirms as she moved her hips back and forth under the influence of wet cunt's
tongue.
The more wet cunt licked at honey's pussy, the more frequent and intense
her moaning and movements became. Wet cunt slid a finger into honey's pussy as
she continued to lick at her clit, eliciting even more of a response from her.
Shortly enough, honey was rocked with a very nice orgasm.
Once she calmed down, honey took wet cunt's face in her hands and said,
"Well, you definitely woke me up in the nicest way I can think of. Thank you."
Honey gave her a deep kiss, tasting her own juices in wet cunt's mouth.
"Now, let's go get cleaned up and get on with today's activities, shall
we?" Honey asked, sitting up.
"Alright." Wet cunt replied, sliding off the bed. She stood at the foot
of the bed, waiting for honey to lead her where ever they were going.
Honey stood up and looked at wet cunt. "Get on your hands and knees,
cunt." She said. "Just because I am not Master doesn't mean the rules don't
still apply."
Wet cunt dropped back to her hands and knees and said. "Yes, honey."
Honey led wet cunt to the washroom and turned on the shower. Wet cunt
found it a little unusual to have two showers in one morning, but she wasn't
complaining. She and honey got into the warm shower and washed each other from
head to toe. While they were in the shower, honey shaved wet cunt's pussy and
legs, making sure they were perfectly smooth and wet cunt shaved honey
similarly. Honey had informed wet cunt already that John was quite a stickler
for a well-groomed pussy. The barer the better was his motto.
Once out of the shower and dried off, honey rubbed wet cunt's legs and
pussy down with light lavender scented lotion and instructed wet cunt to do the
same for her. Wet cunt complied fully. The two then returned to the bedroom to
finish getting ready. They each put on deodorant, brushed and dried their hair
and used lavender body spray lightly to finish.
Honey went into the kitchen, wet cunt following on her hands and knees.
Honey put on a pot of coffee and looked at a list held by a magnet to the
refrigerator door. She turned around and told wet cunt she could stand up. She
was allowed to remain upright while she was shown the apartment.
The coffee finished fairly quickly. Honey rarely made more than three or
four cups at a time. She didn't drink coffee much and John rarely had more than
a cup or two in the morning. Neither he nor she ate breakfast, so she didn't
have to worry about cooking anything. If John wanted anything, it would likely
only be a bowl of cereal.
She prepared his coffee the way he liked it, with sugar and cream. She
walked to his office and knocked on the door. He opened it and she offered the
coffee to him. He took it and gave her a kiss.
"How's your morning, boo?" John asked.
"Good so far, Master. I got woken up very nicely." She replied with a
smile.
"Well, well. I'm glad you approved."
"I did, Master. I'm going to show her the kitchen and the house as you
requested, Master. Is there anything else that you would like me to do with her
while you are working or would you prefer us to just relax until you are ready?"
"I think you can probably just relax. Watch TV or whatever. You may fuck
her, if you want, but don't let her cum. I want her begging for it before she
gets the satisfaction."
"Yes, Master, I believe I can handle that."
"Good. If you need anything, come get me. It's looking like a slow day
today. I haven't been able to get in touch with most of the people I needed to
talk to today."
The telephone ringing cut the conversation short. John turned to answer
it and waved bye to honey. Honey returned to the kitchen and started showing wet
cunt around the kitchen and the rest of the apartment. She made sure wet cunt
knew where the coffee cups were, where the plates and bowls were, where the
canned goods were and more. Honey took care to make sure wet cunt was
familiarized with the house very well. She wanted wet cunt to be able to fulfill
any request made of her without having to ask questions. It would reflect on her
abilities how well wet cunt grasped everything and how well everything was
remembered. Honey made sure wet cunt asked questions if she had any and made
sure that she could do the things that would be asked of her frequently with
ease.
In fact, honey spent almost two hours having wet cunt fetching items for
her. Anything honey could think of that John might want; she made sure wet cunt
would know where those items were without a second thought.
When she was satisfied that wet cunt knew well enough to get along, she
began preparing lunch for the three of them. Honey had to admit it was
definitely an easier day in the kitchen with wet cunt around. She had someone to
help her with the chopping and grating as well as any other little things that
needed to be done to get lunch prepared.
John came into the kitchen and exclaimed. "Wow! It smells great in here.
Are we having spaghetti?"
"You bet, Master." Honey replied. "I made the sauce myself and
everything, following your recipe, of course." She winked and smiled at him. He
kissed her and went to the living room and turned on the television to watch Law
and Order.
Honey had wet cunt clean off the table and set out the dishes. Honey
served generous portions of spaghetti and meat sauce, garlic bread and milk. All
of them sat around the table, half watching the television and half talking
about the day and how everything was going. John admitted that it seemed like
wet cunt was getting along quite well. He was happy with her progress and stated
that he expected good things from her in the future.
After lunch was finished, honey and wet cunt washed and dried the dishes.
Honey told wet cunt that she was now to return to her hands and knees and stay
that way until John told her she might return to standing upright. Honey told
wet cunt to stay where she was. She went into the bedroom and returned in a few
moments with a leash. She clipped the leash to wet cunt's collar and took her
into the living room so the two of them could relax for awhile.
Honey sat in her favourite chair, a nicely padded armchair facing the
television. She pulled wet cunt, using the leash in front of her, still on her
hands and knees. Honey propped her feet on wet cunt's back and started flipping
through the channels until she found something she wanted to watch. Honey took
her feet off wet cunt's back for a moment and told her to turn so her ass was
facing toward honey. Wet cunt turned as ordered and honey propped her feet on
wet cunt's ass this time. She let one of her feet drift down toward wet cunt's
pussy. She began toying with wet cunt's slit and clit while she watched her
show. Wet cunt's pussy was getting wetter and wetter by the moment and she began
to moan.
"Quiet, cunt, I won't be able to hear my show." Honey said and jerked wet
cunt's leash.
"Yes, honey." Wet cunt whispered.
Honey continued to toy with wet cunt during the entire show, but was
careful not to get her completely worked up. She was very careful not to let wet
cunt cum as John had instructed. Honey was mindful of wet cunt's breathing and
motion, even though she pretended to just watch her program and pay no notice to
wet cunt at all.
Wet cunt whimpered once and honey took her foot away from her pussy and
snatched back on the leash. Wet cunt was pulled off her hand and fully up on her
knees. Honey hooked a hand into wet cunt's hair and pulled her back against her
chest.
"Bad cunt." Honey said tight in her ear. "I did tell you to be quiet,
didn't I?"
"Yes, honey, you did." Wet cunt said very, very quietly.
"Well, bad cunt, now you're going to pay for your slip up." Honey said,
letting go of wet cunt's hair. "Turn around on your knees and face me."
Wet cunt did as instructed and turned around to face honey. Honey pulled
her face down by the leash until wet cunt's mouth was right before her pussy.
"Lick my pussy, cunt. Make me cum and I will be satisfied that you have
paid for being bad."
Without a word, wet cunt put her mouth to honey's pussy and licked at her
clit for all she was worth, eager to please honey and make sure she would forget
about her slip up.
After several moments of deep moaning, hip bucking and fervent licking,
honey came, moaning loudly. She reclined, breathlessly, in the chair and wet
cunt sat back on her heels still between honey's legs. She hoped she had pleased
honey and by the looks of things, she had.
"Well, looks like you two are having fun." John said from the entryway to
the living room, startling both girls.
Honey jumped up to face her master. "Sorry, Master. Were we disturbing
you?"
"No. Not at all. I was taking a break and heard you having fun in here,
so I thought I would come take a look. I see you're breaking the cunt in well."
"I'm trying, Master. She seems to have a problem keeping her mouth
closed. So, I was making sure she had better things to do with her mouth than
make noise with it."
"Oh okay. Makes sense to me. And damn fine work, if I may say so." He
laughed.
"Thank you, Master." Both girls said and giggled at him.
"Did you need something, Master?" Honey asked.
"Oh no. I was just up getting a soda and taking a little break. I'm so
tired of talking on the phone and typing on the computer."
"I can imagine, Master." Honey said. "But it does help pay the bills, you
know?"
"Yeah I know, but who ever knew there was so much crap involved with
selling stuff online?"
"Not me, Master."
"Anyway, you two have fun. I'm back to work again."
"Yes, Master." Both girls replied in unison.
John went back to his office and the two girls watched television for the
afternoon. Honey sat in the chair and held wet cunt's leash while wet cunt knelt
or sat on the floor next to her legs. After a few moments, however, wet cunt
looked up at honey and asked if she could go pee. She explained she hadn't had
the opportunity to go since she woke up this morning and was now experiencing
cramps. Honey gave her permission to pee, but instead of letting her go to the
washroom herself, she led wet cunt down the hall on her leash.
"Hold on a moment, cunt." Honey said and walked into the bedroom, leaving
wet cunt to hold her leash in her mouth until she returned. Honey fetched the
camera from the bedroom where she had left it after last night's session. "Okay,
cunt, let's go."
Honey took wet cunt's leash from her mouth and led her into the washroom.
Wet cunt sat on the toilet and prepared to do her business when honey cut in.
"Hold it, cunt. Not yet." Honey had turned the camera on and snapped a
few pictures of wet cunt sitting on the toilet. "Master rather likes to see his
girls piss. I should like to capture the moment for him for prosperity's sake.
Now, spread your legs and let me get in there."
Wet cunt spread her legs at honey's request. Honey came in front of her
and knelt, holding the camera and pointing it right between wet cunt's legs.
"Okay, cunt, fire away." Honey said and turned her attention to the
camera's little imaging screen. Wet cunt was suddenly very aware of the woman
kneeling between her legs and pointing a camera at her. How was she supposed to
concentrate on her business at hand with someone waiting patiently to snap
pictures of one of her most intimate activities? It defied her sensibilities and
it was abnormal.
A sharp stinging pinch to her thigh snapped her back to reality.
"Hello?" Honey said. "We don't have all day here. If you're not going to
piss for me, then get off the pot so I can save the batteries in the camera."
"No, no, I will." Wet cunt said and then immediately realized her
mistake. Honey reached up and twisted one of her nipples viciously. "Ow!" Wet
cunt yelped.
"What did you say, you disobedient little witch?" Honey asked, with a
sinister edge in her voice.
"Wet cunt will piss for you, honey." Wet cunt said her nipple still
stinging.
"I know you will, you little tramp!" Honey said and set the camera down.
"But you won't until I say you will." Honey reached out and twisted wet cunt's
other nipple even more viciously than she had the first nipple.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!" Wet cunt cried. "Please no more. Wet cunt will be good. Wet
cunt will obey!"
Honey picked the camera up again and resumed her former position between
wet cunt's legs. "Go on." She said. "Get with it already. And spread your legs
wider."
Wet cunt immediately opened her legs more for honey. She didn't want to
displease her again. Her nipples were still sore from honey's previous assault.
She relaxed and the urine began to dribble from her body. Honey started snapping
pictures with the digital camera. Soon, the dribble was a stream and wet cunt
was feeling so much more comfortable now that she didn't have that pressure
weighing on her body. Honey took pictures the whole time, even when wet cunt
wiped afterward.
After wet cunt flushed the toilet and returned to her hands and knees,
honey had her take a drink from the bowl while it still smelled of her piss.
Honey led wet cunt back into the hallway and into the living room. They returned
to their places and watched television for the remainder of the afternoon.
Later on that evening, John finally came into the living room. He plopped
down into his chair and rubbed his eyes.
"I'm so tired of looking at a computer, I could scream."
"Bad day at the office, Master?" Honey asked.
"Not really bad. It just turned out to be busier than I expected it to
be."
"But you got lots done, right, Master?"
"Oh yes. Out of that list of fifty items I took in last week, forty of
them sold today. Frank Smallboy and I were on the phone for over an hour trying
to figure out the best way to ship everything and all the boring details you
don't really want to hear."
Honey laughed and said. "That's not true, Master. I enjoy hearing about
your day. Almost as much as you like hearing about my work days."
"That bad, eh?" John replied and snickered. "So, how was the cunt today?"
"She did alright. I think we're going to have to work on her speaking a
little bit more. She simply refuses to call herself by her proper name. She also
doesn't seem to like to piss much. She has trouble doing it with people
watching."
Wet cunt hung her head in shame as she listened to honey recount the
misdeeds of her day.
"Would you recommend that she be punished for her actions?" John asked,
looking at wet cunt.
Wet cunt tensed, waiting for the informal verdict to be passed down from
honey, her judge and jury. She hoped she would be spared John's wrath. She
wanted to be pleasing. She just didn't remember all the details all the time.
"Yes, Master, I do." Honey said, dashing wet cunt's hopes of a quick and
painless forgiving. "I think we should humiliate her and make her think twice
before she speaks next time. Something to 'motivate' her, shall we say?"
"It sounds like you have thought this out fairly thoroughly. What did you
have in mind?"
"A half hour in the bathtub with the ring gag. That should give her time
to think about things."
"That sounds pretty harsh. Do you really think we should do that on her
second day here?"
"She has to learn sometime, Master. No sense treating her like a child.
She belongs to you, she knew what she was here to do and she has agreed to obey
you in all things. I say we stop treating her with the kid gloves and start
teaching her to mind."
"Master, if your wet cunt may speak?" Wet cunt asked. John nodded. "Your
wet cunt agrees with honey. Please do what you would normally do with your wet
cunt. She is sure she can take whatever you choose to give her. If she has been
thoughtless and deserves to be punished, then it should be so, Master."
Wet cunt shut up then and let John think about what he wanted to do.
"It seems I have been out-voted." John said. "Very well. I shall proceed
with the punishment suggested." John took wet cunt's leash and turned to honey.
"Start dinner, honey. I'll be along in a moment."
"Yes Master." Honey said as John took wet cunt down the hallway again to
the washroom.
Honey went into the kitchen and thought about what to cook. For all she
cared, they could eat TV dinners tonight. She found herself wanting to go watch
wet cunt's punishment. But she knew it wasn't going to last long. She figured
she better actually cook something and forget about watching the goings on in
the other room.
John had taken wet cunt into the washroom and had her lay in the bottom
of the bathtub. She shivered as her back and butt came into contact with the
cold porcelain. John went into the bedroom and returned with a ring gag. He
knelt at the side of the tub and held her head away from the bottom of the
bathtub. He pushed the leather covered metal ring into her mouth and behind her
teeth. He strapped the gag at the back of her head. He then rested her head back
against the cold floor of the tub.
"Alright, cunt, your punishment begins right now." John said and stood
up. "Since your mouth keeps getting you into trouble, I shall strive to remedy
the situation. So, what I'm going to do now is give you something to think about
the next time you decide to say something improper. Do you understand?"
Wet cunt nodded her head in understanding, although she wasn't exactly
sure what was about to happen to her.
John unzipped his pants and pulled his penis free. He stepped as close to
the tub as possible and pushed his hips forward slightly.
'Oh my god!' Wet cunt thought. 'He's going to piss on me.' Then her
predicament dawned on her. The ring gag holding her mouth open, where he was
standing. All of it came rushing forward in startling revelation. Her eyes were
wide with surprise and she looked directly up at him, pleading with only her
eyes, but it was already too late.
The stream of piss hit the bridge of her nose first, right between her
eyes, splashing into them and stinging them. John moved slightly and directed
the stream of piss into her mouth. Wet cunt's mouth quickly filled up and there
was nothing she could do to prevent it or spit the piss out. When her mouth was
filled to overflowing, John moved again, directing the stream down onto her
breasts, then her belly and finally past her pussy to her thighs.
John looked down at her, covered from head to knees in his urine. Her
mouth was completely full and he could see her working her tongue futilely,
trying to push the piss from the orifice. It did not have the effect she would
have desired. She wound up inadvertently swallowing some of the bitter liquid.
She almost panicked, but John was again kneeling by her side.
"Don't worry, cunt." He said. "Don't try to empty your mouth or fight
your predicament. You will only be here for a half an hour. While you are here
and tasting my piss in your mouth and feeling it stinging your eyes and smell it
on your body, think about what you should say before you speak. I hope this
lesson will help you in the future to remember your place with me."
Honey nodded imperceptibly and John got up to leave the room. She
resigned herself to lie here and tried to think about the positives of the
situation. She could taste the bitter piss in her mouth. She could feel it still
in her eyes. She could smell it all over her. What was worse is that it was
getting cold. She thought it was bad when it was warm, but this was worse. She
could even feel goose bumps coming up on her skin and her nipples were getting
hard, almost to the point of aching.
John and honey worked in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Once the cooking
was complete, honey set the table and John went to fetch wet cunt. He found her
lying just as she had been left, shivering in the bottom of the tub. She had
goose bumps all over her and her nipples were hard little nubs. Before he
released her from her humiliating position, he went to find where honey had left
the camera. He returned and took a few pictures of her, especially focusing on
her mouth full pf his piss. When he was finished, he set the camera aside and
went to wet cunt. He helped her sit up which caused the cold piss to drain out
of her mouth and down her chest. He helped her to stand and he turned on the
shower. The water was cold at first and she jumped and squealed a little as best
as she could anyway, with the ring gag still forcing her mouth open. The water
warmed up quickly and the heat was refreshing to her. John pushed her head
forward under the spray of the shower. He unbuckled and removed the gag, then
let her head go.
"Wash up quickly, cunt." He said. "Dinner is ready and we won't be
waiting for you."
John left the room and went to the kitchen. Honey had served the food on
three plates with three glasses of soda. She was sitting at the table waiting
for him to come back before she began to eat.
"Pour her soda out. She won't need it. If she wants something to drink,
she can get it from her water bowl until I am convinced she has learned her
lesson. And put her plate on the floor by my chair. Tonight she will eat like an
animal."
"Yes, Master." Honey said and got up to pour the glass of soda down the
drain. She then placed wet cunt's plate on the floor to the side of John's
chair. She moved back to her place and sat down. They began to eat and make
small talk.
Soon, wet cunt came crawling into the kitchen. Her hair was still damp,
but she was clean from the shower. She saw John and honey seated at the table,
but saw a plate on the floor.
She crawled forward and asked. "Is that my plate on the floor, Master?"
"Yes, cunt." He replied. "Until you stop behaving like an animal, you
will eat and drink like one. Until I say otherwise, you will eat meals from the
floor and drink from the toilet. No milk, no sodas and if you don't show swift
improvement, no plate either."
"Yes Master." Wet cunt said, humiliated again. She moved forward slowly
and began to eat her food only using her mouth and tongue. She lapped at the
food and even licked the plate clean when she was finished. She asked if she
could go and get a drink of water. John told her to go ahead and she trotted off
to the washroom and put her head into the toilet and lapped at the water there
like a dog.
When wet cunt returned, crawling, into the kitchen, honey was on her
knees in front of John's chair sucking his cock. Wet cunt was amazed at her
technique. Honey alternated between licking his balls, licking his shaft and
head and sucking. She used both her hands to both stroke his shaft and to toy
with his balls. She could even deep throat his cock. Something wet cunt knew she
could not do. Maybe she would learn.
John motioned wet cunt to come forward. He indicated she should kneel
close to him and honey and watch what she was doing. Wet cunt did just that. She
watched honey lick and suck his balls. She watched how honey used her tongue and
hands. She even watched how honey opened her mouth wide to take his cock into
her mouth, and then swallowed to take the whole thing down her throat. Wet cunt
was very interested in learning how to do all these things. But she was also
becoming increasingly aroused. She eventually found her hips moving
involuntarily as she watched honey suck her master's cock. Even that thought
made her hot. Her master. It just sounded it just sounded good when she thought
it.
After a few moments, John had honey stop what she was doing and stood up.
He had honey walk to the bedroom in front of him and ordered wet cunt to follow
behind. In the bedroom, John had honey get in the bed and had wet cunt kneel
close by and watch. John took off all his clothes and got into the bed with
honey. John and honey kissed and fondled one another. Her hands caressed his
cock and neck. His hands fondled her breasts and buttocks. She moved down again
and sucked his cock and licked his balls some more, then he went down on her,
licking and sucking at her pussy. Soon she was moaning to an orgasm.
John moved her onto her hands and knees and mounted her from behind. He
fucked her pussy roughly until she came again. He pulled his cock from honey's
pussy and stepped off the bed. He held his cock in front of wet cunt's mouth and
told her to clean honey's cum from him. Wet cunt willingly and excitedly
accepted his cock into her mouth, licking and sucking every inch of it clean.
She made certain none of honey's pussy juices remained.
John removed his cock from wet cunt's mouth and moved back onto the bed
and mounted honey again. He fucked her roughly again, slapping her ass as he
fucked her. Honey moaned and groaned. She wanted to cum again, but this time
when she asked, John refused her. Instead John emptied his cock into her pussy.
He moved off the bed again and stuck his cock in wet cunt's face again.
She sucked his cum and honey's pussy juice off his cock, cleaning it diligently.
John then pulled her to the bed behind honey using her hair as a handhold. He
thrust wet cunt's face against honey's moist, cum-filled cunt and told her to
clean honey as thoroughly as she had cleaned him.
Wet cunt lapped at her pussy, licking the cum from her pussy. She sucked
at honey's hole, making honey shudder and making more cum come to her tongue.
Honey was begging John to let her cum. Her body was wracked with involuntary
spasms as the need gripped her. But John again adamantly refused to let her cum
again.
Wet cunt soon finished her task and moved away from honey's pussy. Honey
groaned in frustration, but was told to be quiet and get ready for bed. She slid
off the bed and disappeared into the washroom without another complaint. John
pulled wet cunt to the floor at the foot of the bed and tied her, but this time
he tied her by the ring of her collar, leaving a foot of rope so she could sleep
a little more comfortably.
Honey came back into the bedroom. She had washed her face and brushed her
teeth and was ready for bed. John told her to go ahead and get into the bed. He
went to the washroom and brushed his own teeth and washed his face as well. He
returned to the bedroom and turned off the lights. He climbed into the bed with
honey and bade his two girls good night.
End of Day Two
