Arrival I was tried and had mild jet lag combined with the brutal fucking and caning I had received last night in honor of my arrival. But I was pleased, I felt my aching cunt gently, still aroused. There was a knock at the door. I walked my blanket clad body over to the door and asked who it was. "It's Jessica" the voice said. I opened the door. She looked very professional. Smart white button down blouse, navy skirt just above the knee, high heels. I offered her something to drink, she declined and sat down at the table. "So, Jess..what can I do for you?" I asked, curious. She gave me a strange look just as the phone rang. "Answer it" she said. I walked over and picked it up. It was him, "Good Morning, Do everything she says". Click. I started to say "wait" but he was gone. I looked at Jessica, she was very smug and now had unbuttoned her blouse to reveal her breast in a tight push up bra. "Sit down" she ordered. I sat facing her. "What can I do for you?" I asked again, more contrite this time. She began playing mindlessly with my hair, "You are to sit there and look at me, silently while I tell you all about him, what he's like in bed with me, how much he enjoys my body and I his" She was looking into my eyes intently, and when I cringed and rolled my eyes she grabbed my face, hard, forcing me to look at her. "What do you say slut?" She barked. "I'm sorry, I will sit and obey" I said my anger already beginning to rise. She seemed to be happy, and started at the beginning, sparing no detail. She described him to me, how she came to be his slut..how he beat her..and how he made her cum over and over again. How his tongue felt on her cunt, how his hand felt in her cunt. She told me everything, taking extra time to go over the things she seemed sure I hadn't done yet with him. I wanted to claw her eyes out, but I knew I couldn't, so I begged for her to stop. She slapped me for speaking. Then stood up infront of me and pulled up her skirt. He cunt was visibly wet. She grabbed my hair and shoved my face in her cunt. "Lick my cunt while I keep going" She said. She was grinding her sloppy pussy on my face as she told me about how she would masturbate for him on command, and how he thought she was an excellent whore. She suddenly got quiet but kept fucking my face. Her hips bucked and almost smothered me with her shaking cunt. "Lick it up whore..you slut" Her voice was filled with lust. After I had sufficiently licked her cunt clean she stepped away from me. And there he was. He must have come in during the festivities, and I missed it. He leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth. Then roughly slid his hand under the blanket and between my legs. A huge smile spread across his face. "You are a good fuckslut" he began sliding his fingers up and down my wet slit.."mmm yes..a cunt licking whore.." I moaned and he shoved three fingers up my dripping pussy. I began squirming in my chair. " haha..yes you want a cock don't you?..well I'll give you two bitch" With that he snatched me up by my hair and half dragged me to the pillar in the middle of the room. He roughly tied me to the cold plaster then shoved a vibrator up my ass and cunt. "yes that fits a cunt like you" He looked more excited than the night before. "Whore, come here" He beckoned, his eyes never leaving me for a moment. Jessica walked over, now naked except for the garters and shoes. She stood in front of me and kissed my lips tenderly, only to bite me suddenly, making me cry out. She laughed as she bit at my bulging breasts, drawing more moans and cries. He stopped her and pulled her back to him. I watched helplessly as his hands caressed her stiff nipples, and his mouth kissed and licked her shoulders. He began fingering her, watching my discomfort and doing it even faster. Jessica was pumping up and down on his hand, smiling at me. Then without warning, he grabbed her and took her behind me. I could hear the moaning and the begging..the cries of how good his cock felt and how she wanted taste his cum. It all made my pussy gush, I was jealous and horny and pissed off all at once. I was going to cum hard. I wanted to wait, I wanted to wait for permission to cum for him. But my body was already shaking as things got quieter behind me. I came, a cry involuntarily escaped my mouth. I shut my eyes as I felt my cum running down my legs and tears running down my face. I wasn't sure why I was crying, it felt so good to cum, and I felt so humiliated. Not to mention I was afraid of what would happen, having cum without permission. The emotions were intense. I opened my eyes and they were standing in front of me, her head on his shoulder, her hand rubbing his chest. She wasn't looking at me, her eyes were directed solely on his cock. He was looking at me, I wasn't entirely sure if he was giving me a kind look or a mocking one. Either way, he told Jessica to get dressed and go. I watched as she put on her clothes in silence and walked out without a word to either of us. He walked over to me and began untying me. "You were excellent..." He said proudly as the last rope fell off..."until you came without permission whore.."..he whispered in my ear softly. I felt a ripple of fear run up my spine. He slapped me hard in the face and the punishment began. I fell to the floor from the power of his slap. I was sobbing already. "Please don't.." I begged. He told me to stand. I did and he slapped me again. This time I stumbled but didn't fall. "Please..please..I'm sorry..I am..I couldn't he.." SLAP! I was again on the floor. He sat down and told me to crawel to him. I did as I was told, my mind frantically trying to find a way out of whatever was comming. I sat at his feet my eyes lowered. It felt like forever. "Turn around" he ordered. I turned around and sat my back to him. He grabbed my arms and tied them painfully behind me. I moaned. He pushed me face down..so my ass was in the air. His hands began gently rubbing the welts from last night. "Please don't cane me again..please I'll do anything..I can't take another welt" I pleaded, crying. I didn't think I could stand another caning so close to the first one. He pinched one of the welts, making yell out in pain. He stopped touching me and I heard him get up. He came around to the front of me...he pulled me up by my hair. Once I was standing, I suddenly had to pee very badly. I began squrimming. "Stay still whore" He said. I tried but I had to go, my legs kept squeezing together involuntarily. "Spread your legs cunt" He had caught on. "No..I can't..." I began to mumble weakly. His hand caught my neck and squeezed hard. I spread my legs and hoped my bladder would hold on. He spit in my face, making me cringe. "Do you have to use the bathroom?" He said mockingly. "Yes" I replied, my voice barely audible. "What?Cunt!" His face inches from mine. "YES" I said louder. "Yes I have to pee, please..." "So, go slut...piss yourself" He was smiling. "But ...here ..I can't...I won't..." I was getting desparate. "YOU WON'T??" He was indignant. He tightened his hold on my neck...making it hard to breathe. "PISS NOW CUNT" He ordered. I couldn't cry, I could barely breathe. I felt the stream of hot piss running down my legs. He was watching amused. "Good girl...how does it feel to piss yourself pig?" He asked. I shook my head, not wanting to answer. "I asked you a question" He was calm now that I had humiliated myself even more. "It feels good" I answered embarrassed. When I was finished he let go of my neck and produced nipples clamps. He roughly clamped my tender nipples, again making me cry. "Kneel whore" he said. I was going to step out of my piss and he stopped me. "NO...kneel in the mess you just made, it's fitting for you" He smiled. I was reluctant..he watched intently, taking in his newest conquest. His cock was hard, and I wanted it. But I knew not to speak. I looked down at myself..clamped, kneeling in my own piss. I was a whore. I was kneeling there just wanting him to stuff his cock in my mouth. And as if he was reading my mind he walked up and let his cock touch my face, teasing me with, rubbing it on my eyes and cheeks..over my lips and chin. My breathing was getting heavy and I was about to beg for it. Then he slapped me again and laughed. "You are a good slut...would you like to taste my cum?" He was teasing me and it was making me mad. "NO" I answered difiantly. He raised his eyebrows at my bitchiness. "No?" he was almost laughing. "No" I said again, this time weaker. He knew I wanted it, but was feeling degraded and trying to save what little face I had left. "All right then" he was smiling, it made me very nervous. He walked away briefly. When he returned he had a whip in his hand. "No..I'm sorry..god..I do want to taste your cum...please don't whip me..please.." I wasn't cocky anymore. "Too late bitch..You need to learn a couple things ...first..you never cum without my permission..NEVER....and second..You live to eat my cum whore...anywhere, anytime, the answer to "do you want my cum" is fucking "YES..PLEASE"....this whip will help you remember these things..don't worry..I'll be whipping your breasts..not your sore ass" I could hear in his voice how much he was going to enjoy this. "Stand up and walk back to the pillar" He ordered. I got up and walked slowly over. I couldn't get out of this, I knew it and suddenly I was even more aroused than before. He retied me and took off the clamps. The blood rushed back to my nipples, burning and hurting. He played with them..rolling the nipples between his fingers..intensifing the pain. I began shaking, I was scared. "Are you afraid?" He asked "yes" I answered He leaned in and kissed me.."Good" smiling he stood back and cracked the whip a couple times. "God please don't..." I gasped, my last pathetic attempt at saving my milk white breasts from the red angry welts that would soon cover them. I was ignored. The first lash began to raise into a welt and I screamed. By the fourth one I was barely able to stand, if it hadn't been for the ropes holding me to the pillar I would've been on the floor. He stopped at six. I had six burning red lines criss crossing my once perfect breasts. I looked down at them in despair. I wasn't crying anymore, but my face was wet with sweat and tears. He came over to me and gently petted my hair, calming me down. "Can you tell me why you were whipped slut?" his voice was soft. "I ..I..came without your permission, and I said "no" to you...I'm so sorry" I was again in tears. "Yes, as you should be, now I will ask you again..would you like to taste my cum?" He kissed my forehead and looked into my eyes. "Yes..I would love to..please let me" I meant it too..I wanted his cum in my mouth..I wanted to swallow him into me. He untied me and I dropped to my knees and gratefully took his hard cock into my mouth. "Good girl.."..he smiled and patted my head. After I was lucky enough to taste him, I asked him if we could stop for the day. I was generally exhausted. I felt like I had no more to give. I was as raw as I had ever been. He could see this in my eyes and graciously said I could go shower. I cringed as the water touched my hyper sensitive skin. I had never been so tired, I had to sit. I lowered myself to the tub. My side being the only part of me I could lay on comfortably as I shut my eyes for a few minutes. I heard a door and he opened the curtain. "Are you all right?" Concern clouding his face. I smiled at him, "I am just dead tired, I can barely move" He visibly relaxed. I stood up letting him in with me. He was very gentle as he washed me. He wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back. My lips instinctually began laying soft kisses on his body. I appreciated him so much I felt like crying again. I felt so safe and content. Being his felt better than I had ever dreamed. I looked at him and he kissed my swollen lips sweetly. Then the kissing got a little more urgent, he tasted so good, his tongue was soft and demanding in my mouth, my body began to respond. I felt his cock rising against my skin. His hands remained on my back as I put one foot on the tub spreading my cunt to him, wanting him to use it. He didn't make a move, just kept kissing me. I was getting so aroused I was beginning to lose my breath. He finally broke the kiss and without a word guided his hard cock into my cunt. I gasped and clenched it inside me. It felt perfect. He held me by my ass as he fucked me. Each dig into the tender flesh producing small moans and cries. Until he was fucking furiously into me, grabbing my ass even harder as my orgasm mounted. My body shook furiously as I came, every muscle was contracted and the noise I made, I had never heard myself make before. It was like an animal, half grunt and half scream. He watched my face intently, and when I cried out he came too. It felt glorious. We kissed passionately for a few more minutes. "I have never felt so lucky" I said to him. He smiled, " I feel pretty lucky as well" His voice was sincere. My eyes filled with tears, "Oh no..." he smiled "What is it?" I smiled back, and laughed a little at myself..."Nothing bad..I just can't believe I'm finally here..."
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