Temptations

by Tasia Winters

  Then, Autumn caressed her ass. She smiled at me as she pulled the short dress out of the way. Of course Kira wore no panties; none of Master Victor's girls were allowed them. Autumn caressed her ass, and Kira moaned arching herself toward Autumn.

  I winced, knowing what was coming, It was painful to watch, more real even than the searing agony in my own body. As Kira happily serviced Simon, as she arched herself towards Autumn, Simon clenched his fingers, and held her head fast. He pistoned himself between her pink lips as Autumn drew her arm back, and struck my girls pretty pale skin with the thin rod of bamboo.

  With her mouth around Simon's cock, Kira screamed.

  Autumn paid her no heed. She reached back and swung again, scoring a fiery red strip across Kira's ass.

  Kira tried to squirm away, But Simon held her fast.

  "No. No little whore. Suck my cock. This is all you are; a wet hole for me. You kneel there and suck my cock, because that's all a little cunt like you will ever be good for."

  Autumn drew her arm back, and caned Kira a third time, then a fourth. Kira was sobbing uncontrollably, bawling as she held her eyes on Simon. I knew her, knew what she was thinking. She looked at him with those pretty green eyes in the vain hope for mercy. She hoped that if she were somehow good enough that they would see that she was trying to please them, and that they would have some shred of human kindness.

  I knew better. Simon and Autumn were cut from the same cloth. They were enjoying her pain. They didn't want to help her to be strong, or teach her to be good. All that mattered was that she hurt, and that they used her to get off with.

  Autumn gave me a grin, and I amended that in my mind. One more thing mattered as well.

  They wanted me to watch.

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  Soon, Kira's ass was covered with over a score of angry red stripes. Autumn was alternating locations, which was good, but the strikes were still fierce. Two of them were bad enough that Kira was bleeding. She was sobbing and screaming, doing her best to focus on Simon's cock. It was a losing battle however. The pain was intense, and she was losing the ability to focus.

  Through it all, I watched. At first, I was terrified. Then, my heart wept for her. Finally, however, beyond the pain on my nipples, beyond the searing fire in my clit, I felt one thing. One white hot emotion, burning in the secret place behind my heart.

  I felt rage.

  "Kira." I didn't yell, or even raise my voice. Still, however, my tone was like a clear bell. Everyone in the room looked to me. Even Simon broke from the pleasure of her mouth and looked at me in surprise.

  "You're stronger than she is, Kira." I smiled at her, even as I grit my teeth against the pain. "All she can do is hurt your body. She's a weak, cowardly woman who is hurting us because she's spoiled and mad." Autumn's face was like a storm in winter. "I've seen what a good, strong girl you are, Kira. You don't have to--"

  "Oh, that's just bullshit." Simon pulled his cock from her mouth and sat up. He looked at me, plainly irritated. "We should have put a ball gag in her mouth."

  Autumn walked over to me, her eyes brimming with rage. "A ball gag won't cure insolence, Daddy. It only quiets it." I held her gaze for a long moment, and then she slapped me, hard across the face.

  "You don't know shit, little puppy."

  "I know you've planned this whole thing." My head was ringing. “I know you spent time with Simon figuring out how to make it happen." I smiled at her. "I know you aren't strong enough to dominate us without--"

  She slapped me again. "Shut up!!!"

  She spun on Simon. "Tie that cunt back up."

  Poor Simon was confused. "But, I was..."

  Autumn spun back on him. "Shut up. We have to fix this. If we don't--"

  "Then I won't be afraid of you.” I smiled at her, even through the pain. "I'll tell the others what a scared little girl you are. I'll---" She slapped me again, on the other side.

  It is a paradox that most women won't understand.

  I loathed Autumn, yet the pain made me wetter. Being fucked by her had never been an emotional thing, and I was so accustomed to pain during sex at this point that my body reacted automatically.

  "Do it." Autumn spun on Simon, like a tiny storm. "That little cunt is broken, anyway."

  Kira was sagging like a rag doll. Simon dragged her head up and looked into her eyes. He sighed.

  "Weak little bitch."

  My voice had venom. "She's stronger than you'll ever be. She can take whatever you dish out."

  Autumn walked over to Simon, where the two conferred. I did my best to take long, deep breaths. The pain was still intense, but my body had thankfully started to numb.

  When Autumn walked back over to me, her cat's smile was back. She was beautiful.... so perfectly made up. I will never understand how such a beautiful woman could be so spiteful and insecure.

  "We're going to take Kira to another of Simon's rooms." Her smile grew wider. "She can rest there. If you'll be a good little puppy, and do what we say, then that's all. She can rest."

  I saw the plan. They would do as they wished with me, and I had to take it. If I did, if I was good, then Kira would be safe. If not....

  "Yes, Mistress." The demure thread was back in my voice. I would do whatever it took- as long as Kira was free from their attention. I would pleasure them, beg them, and come for them.

  I would bleed for them.

  Autumn smiled widely. "That's a good puppy." She caressed the side of my face. "I've missed playing with you."

  It only took a moment for Simon to return, after Kira was taken. When he got back, Autumn smiled at me.

  "There, puppy. Now we can play. Just like the old days."

  She leaned in then, and kissed me.

  Autumn had the softest, sweetest mouth. Her tongue explored past my lips as I felt her fingertips trace their way up my flat stomach.

  "Let's get these awful things off." I felt her fingers on the clamp on my left breast, and my eyes flew open. Hers were already open, of course. They focused on mine.

  Then, she pulled.

  I whimpered into her mouth, and she never stopped kissing me. Her fingers twisted as she took the clamp off.

  The pain was blinding.

  "There's one." She reached for the other one, not kissing me this time. I knew she couldn't pull this one off, that nipple had been recently pierced. Still, the clamps always hurt more as they were being taken off.

  She paused, fingers on the nether clamp, smiling the entire time.

  "Are you ready, puppy?" She put her hand on the other one. I almost cried, just at the thought.

  "No, Mistress, please."

  "Oh yes, little puppy. Yes." She kissed me again, and started to pull the clamp from my clit.

  I screamed. Starburst exploded behind my eyes.

  It was like being stabbed. The pain was white hot, the clamp hung on for an eternity, before finally pulling free. I gasped, words tumbling from my mouth like babbling rain.

  "Th... oh, thank you, Mistress." I was panting. Blood rushed back into my body, like painful shards of glass. "Thank you for taking the clamps off."

  She gave me her sharp smile. Then, she walked over to Simon.

  I loved watching her move.

  A stretching cat had nothing on Autumn. Her grace was more like a tree in the wind, except she was the tree AND the wind. Her body was flawless. I didn't understand how she could be so insecure.

  "-- from behind her." Simon's smile was dark and sharp. I hadn't heard everything he had said. Autumn traced her fingers along his chest. "Do you think you can handle that?"

  She smiled up at him. "Yes, Daddy. That sounds wonderful."

  He walked toward me like a wolf, like a lion. My eyes couldn't help but travel the lines of his tight body. He put a hand under my chin.

  "Hello, pet."

  "Hello, Daddy." My rage, like fire and iron moments ago, was trickling away. It was simple being furious for Kira; it was another thing entirely to feel that fury with my hands
tied over my head, while Simon held me with eyes like pools of night. He chuckled as I nuzzled my face against his hand, as I looked up at him with eyes that were blue and wet and full of fear.

  He chuckled, and slid his hand down my face. With a couple of steps, he stood behind me. One hand wrapped around my waist, and he brushed it against my sore, over-sensitive clit.

  "Please, Daddy. Be careful."

  I'll do as I please, cunt." He bit the back of my neck, and I whimpered loudly. His fingers moved faster and faster on my sore nub, and I bit my lip.

  Then, Autumn's hands were on my face.

  "Beautiful little puppy." Her words were like knives. "You know that asking for mercy does you no good."

  I looked at her eyes. "Ye... Yes, Mistre-" I was cut off as Simon's cock pushed its way inside me. "Mistress. Yes. I know."

  Simon's cock was delicious. His thrusts were like warm thunder in the depths of my body, and his fingers were drumming a tribal beat on my sweet bud. I arched my ass backwards towards him as much as I possibly could, silently begging him to fuck me as a long, ragged moan tore from me.

  "You need to stay as still as you can, little puppy." Autumn flashed her smile. "I would hate to make you bleed."

  My eyes were glazing shut from the fucking Simon was giving me. I held them open, and gaped at the small, shining piece of metal Autumn was holding between her two fingers.

  It was an acupuncture needle.

  Oh. Oh no.

  "Please, Aut- Mistress. Please. I'll be good."

  Her eyes turned stormy again, and she slapped me. I whimpered, the strike sending waves tearing through me, just as powerful as the ripples of pleasure from Simon's cock.

  "I don't give two fucks how good you are, little puppy." She leaned in and kissed me, and I moaned against her mouth.

  Simon's cock tore into me, making me shudder. He was like a force of nature, plundering me, taking everything he wanted. If he didn't slow with his fingers, I would come again, and Autumn would see the truth.

  The truth is I really am a submissive. I love being taken, being used. I know Simon is an asshole, and I know Autumn is a selfish bitch. But my body had desires as well, and in that moment, all I wanted was to be a toy, was to be used and discarded.

  "I'm going to pierce your pretty skin." Her voice was a breathy whisper. "Nothing permanent; not like Daddy's rings." She smiled at me. "I'm going to put a few of these needles into your skin." She gently traced one along the underside of my breast. I gasped as it left a thin red trail. "You aren't to come, little puppy. If you do, then we'll talk about permanent piercings. I'll sew your pretty pussy up like I did to Lydia." She smiled at my wide eyes.

  I had seen Lydia's piercings, but had no idea that Autumn had done that to her. She had rings all down the sides of her pussy lips, tied up tightly with ribbon. Sometimes Daddy forbade her from being untied, which meant she couldn't have anything inside her.

  "Yes." Autumn's eyes danced with glee. "I can do that to you, puppy." She laughed. "Fuck, I can get the tool and pierce you while Simon fucks you. Would you like that?"

  "No, Mistress." I held my eyes on her, trying to hold back my terror. I had no idea how far Autumn could go. The light in her eyes was dancing madly.

  "Good. Stay still for me, and we won't have to go there."

  "Yes, Mistress." It was hard to hold my eyes on her. Everything was hazy, was dream-like. Simon's fucking was like a drug, like heroin. Every stroke was a torrent of pleasure that sang to my nerves.

  Relax.

  You're a good girl.

  Everything is ok.

  Then, she pushed the first needle into me.

  Strange heat blossomed in my body. It was red, and quick. This was unlike a beating. There was no blood, no intense searing. The needle was just under my second layer of skin. There was only a very small amount of pain, but it was there.

  Autumn had pushed a steel needle into my fair skin. The top of my breast was pierced.

  She smiled at me, and then reached for a small box. She opened the lid, her gaze catching my eyes.

  There must have been a hundred needles in the box. More.

  "Oh. Oh fuck." My whimpering voice was like a kitten. Simon's cock was like steel, was like the sun.

  "You like that, little bitch?" Simon’s voice was rough. My eyes were only for Autumn, however. They were drawn to her box.

  "Yes, Daddy. I... I love your cock. Please let me come."

  "No." They said the word together. I saw her glance over my shoulder and meet his eyes. Autumn’s fingers played with the needle, and the pain increased just the slightest amount. She kissed me as she did it, drinking my tiny whimpers of pain.

  "Are you ready for the next one?" Her voice was little more than a whisper into my mouth.

  "If it pleases you, Mistress. I am yours."

  She smiled then, pleased. "Yes, little ‘Tasia. Yes you are."

  I cannot decide which memory is brightest about that night.

  Simon fucked me like a master pianist, like an artist. He would drive his thick cock into me, his fingers dancing on my sweet nub until I mewled and begged and gushed. My water ran down my thighs, and I soaked him with my juice. Then, when my legs were trembling and tiny prayers to God were all I could mumble, he would ease off on my pleasure. Three times, he spanked me, bare handed until my eyes teared up. It was just enough pain to let me forget that I was a slave to his cock, that I was on the cusp of showing him, truly, how much of a slutty little girl I was.

  Then, there was Autumn.

  As Simon fucked me, she slowly, patiently, drove needle after needle through my trembling flesh.

  Three.

  Five.

  Ten.

  She was creating patterns on my breasts, carefully pushing the needles inside my body. The pain was mild, but steady, unrelenting. It was just enough to make endorphins gush through my system like spring rain.

  Fifteen.

  Twenty.

  I did my best to hold still for her, but it was almost impossible. Simon was like a battering ram, like an unyielding force of nature, and my pleasure drove me to fuck myself back against him, to wordlessly beg with my body. Autumn smiled at me, her eyes drinking in my rapidly declining control as if my discomfort was some rarified wine that only she was enjoying.

  Eventually, of course, she slipped.

  I was so close to coming, I had lost control of my body. I didn't scream, but I had to bite my lip. A thin trail of scarlet ran down my breast, from where a needle had gone in too deep.

  "Oops." Autumn's face was inches from mine. "What happened, puppy?"

  "I... Oh, fuck... I'm sorry..." I couldn't even speak. I leaned forward and licked her face- a supplication that I knew she enjoyed. She smiled.

  "Well, you need to be careful, little bitch. I wasn't trying to make you bleed...yet."

  "Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress." My voice was practically a squeal. My body was convulsing around Simon, and he groaned. I felt his muscles tighten; heard his breath quicken. I clenched my pussy as tightly around him as I could. I wanted him to come inside me. I need to listen to the low, bestial groans as his cock pumped his white heat deep inside me.

  "Kiss me, little puppy."

  "Yes, Mistress." All thoughts of earlier were gone. I wasn't thinking about Kira, or about Autumn being a bitch; all that mattered was that I belonged to them. Simon's cock sent filaments of white pleasure dancing through me, and all I could do was whimper and mewl into Autumn's mouth.

  "I need to come, Mistress."

  Autumn looked at me demurely. "Is that what you need? You need to come while Simon fucks you, while I pierce your pretty tits?" She ran her fingers across one of my piercings, and I trembled at the pain.

  "Yes, Mistress. Please."

  "I'm going to have you whenever I want, ‘Tasia. That's our new deal. I'll leave Kira be, but you are still mine to play with." Her eyes met Simon's. "Ours. Ours to play with."

  It was a mistake to agree. I knew tha
t. Still, I wanted Kira to be safe. I also knew that this hadn't been as bad as the Closet. Maybe I could make her happy....

  Fuck. I couldn't think. Simon spun his fingers on my pink little nub, and I moaned, long and wordless. It took Autumn pinching my nipples to bring me back to her offer, with a gasp.

  "Yes, Mistress. I'll.... I'll do whatever you and Simon want. Just lea...leave Kira...."

  "Yes. Of course." She was kissing me then, still pinching my nipples. Simon's fucking was a fire in my body, and I was going to explode.

  Please...." I didn't even have it in me to beg, my word was an urgent whisper. Autumn put her fingers in my hair, and whispered one word.

  "Come."

  My orgasm was like the sun at dawn.

  Autumn was kissing me again, exploring my mouth with her tongue. I scarcely noticed. My entire world was my Daddy's cock

  "Come little puppy."

  "Yes, Mistress." They weren't words. They were breathless prayers; they were whispers to some forgotten goddess of passion and animal fucking.

  Yes. Now.

  There, as I moaned and whimpered into Autumn's mouth, I felt the first true spasms in my pussy. As Simon thrust into me, like a thunderstorm at night, I began to come on his cock. The spasms were like tiny earthquakes inside of me. It was as if forgotten pieces of my mind and heart, buried deep inside me, shifted. I moaned and begged. I began to cry.

  I thought I was going to black out.

  Then, I screamed.

  "Oh... OH GOD!" I pulled against my bonds, my voice a loud, long wail. It was wordless, like a hurricane screaming from me.

  "YES.... Oh... Fu...Fu...FUCK!! Yes Daddy. Yes, please fuck me.… Oh… Oh, make me your little whore Daddy. Please..."

  My body gushed, and wetness ran down my legs in rivulets of salt and sweet. I squirted, more than I think I ever have. I don't even know what I was screaming anymore.