by Owner
She nodded, “Yes, sir.”
Harry joined Dick at the edge of the tub. “I have it,” he said.
“Good,” Dick responded. “I think Tom has her almost clean.”
“She’s ready,” Tom told them. He pulled the nipple clamps off of her and she immediately reached up to rub her nipples. They were bruised from wearing the clamps so long and from being led around by them.
Tom pulled her from the tub and dried her off, leading her to a long bench that had shackles at the front and the back. He had her lie on her front on the bench and the shackles were attached to her wrists and ankles, her legs spread apart, but not wide enough for a man to get between them and fuck her.
Harry walked forward and showed a narrow paddle. It was just like the one that had been used on her bottom at the auction, but the top was thinner, only about an inch wide. “Do you know what this is, slave?”
She shook her head. “No, sir.”
“This is a pussy paddle,” he told her. “For the way you spoke to the men at the auction, and for dropping my cock from your mouth, you are going to be spanked with it.”
She closed her eyes at the thought of the pain that would bring. “Yes, sir,” she whispered.
Harry pushed a button, and part of the back of the table dropped. She was on firm table from the waist up, and her legs were supported, but the part of the table between her legs was gone. This table had obviously been designed just for this punishment.
He gripped the paddle firmly in hand and walked to the side of her hip. “You will count swats. You will receive only ten this time. For each time you have to be punished, it will be increased, as will the force used. This time will be easy compared to all other times,” he told her.
“Yes, sir,” she said.
“Count!” he shouted. The paddle came down hard on her pussy. She whimpered. It hurt, but felt good all at once. Would she be able to handle being fucked again when he was done?
“One,” she said. “Two.”
By the time she’d reached five the tears were flowing again. By the time she reached ten, she was sure that she wouldn’t be able to take a cock for a week.
Dick walked to where her face was pressed to the hard wooden table. “Lick it clean, and suck it hard.”
He’d undressed while she was being spanked, and his cock was level with her mouth now. She leaned forward and licked it, cleaning it quickly. She took just the head into her mouth and began to suck. Once he was hard, she understood why it had hurt so much. It wasn’t the length that was the issue. It was the girth. He was so big around that she was shocked he’d even managed to force himself inside her. She kept her mouth on him sucking madly, until he ordered her to stop.
The others were immediately there, unhooking her restraints. Dick stared at her. “I know your pussy is too sore to take any of us right now. And that’s why it’s going to take me.”
She gulped hard. He led her to an apparatus that he sat down on. It looked like a chair with motors to pull it up and down. There were pads on either side of his legs. He motioned for her to straddle him.
She climbed onto him. One of the other men put a leather belt around her to hold her on, almost like a seat belt. She was afraid to ask what this was, and more afraid that she knew.
He took her hips and guided her down onto his erection. “Look into my eyes,” he said as he pressed against her nether lips. “I want to watch your pain as I impale your cunt.”
She fixed her eyes on his. His were a beautiful dark brown. She could get lost in those eyes.
His hands slid her slowly down onto him. She whimpered and cried as he dragged her down until he was all the way in. “Any time you have to be punished, this will follow.” She closed her eyes for a second and he swatted her thigh. “You will keep your eyes on mine. I like to see your pain.”
Tom pushed some sort of switch, and the chair started jerking. The jerking motions forced his cock in and out of her harder than any other rutting she’d ever experienced. She whimpered and moaned, the feel of him pressing in and out against her abused pussy too much for her.
As the chair jerked her over and over thrusting her on and off his cock, she felt herself begin to tighten around him. The pain was so bad that it was actually causing her to climax around him. Dick laughed as he felt her milking him. “Did I mention that I take much longer to come the second time?” he asked.
She cried and sobbed as she was jerked on and off of him. She climaxed repeatedly, but knew she couldn’t stand much more, when finally, he started spurting into her. They kept the chair going for a full minute after he’d finished.
Harry stopped the chair, and unfastened her. He had to lift her off, Dick’s cock. She was too spent to do it herself.
Harry carried her over to a small leather stool and draped her stomach across it. “Your punishment is over,” he whispered, “but your other masters are ready for your pussy. This time, I will be the one plowing you, while Tom gets sucked. Make sure you don’t let go of his pecker.”
She lifted her mouth and took Tom’s cock in. She didn’t know how she was going to make it through the next month. Her tears fell silently as Harry plunged in and out. She couldn’t make a sound around Tom’s cock.
Tom, Dick and Harry put her to bed, in a beautiful room with silk sheets. They laid her down and each patted her ass. They had her kiss each of their limp cocks, and then they left her to sleep.
Chapter 6
She woke early the next morning, and although the throbbing was still there, her sex was feeling much better. She breathed a sigh of relief. She knew they wouldn’t go the whole day without taking turns on her again, and she needed to be the perfect slave. She knew she could handle the pussy spanking again, but having it followed up by Dick’s pecker was not something she could take.
She stretched and looked for a bathroom. Walking through the door connecting to her room, she saw a huge luxurious bathroom, and she immediately filled the tub and sank into it. Before putting her to bed, the men had cleaned their juices off of her, but she still didn’t feel totally clean.
She bathed and sighed as she soaked her sore muscles. It wasn’t just her pussy that was sore. Her thighs hurt terribly. Even her knees were sore. She had no idea what they had in store for the day, but she hoped they would go easy on her. She had class tomorrow!
When she finished with her bath, and walked into her room, she saw Tom lounging on her bed, his pecker already at attention. She felt the juices gather in her pussy, preparing her for the cock-fest that was sure to start soon. She smiled tentatively. “Good morning, sir,” she said.
“Good morning, slut. Are you ready for your pre-breakfast fuck?”
She nodded, and waited for him to instruct her.
“Just lie down on your back,” he told her.
Once she had complied, he knelt between her thighs, and checked to see if she was wet. He smiled down at her. “They weren’t lying when they said you’re never dry, were they?”
“I got wet just seeing your cock waiting for me, sir.”
He laughed softly. “That’s what we like about you, bitch.”
He slid into her slowly, watching to see how bad the pain was. When she didn’t whimper immediately, he started humping her hard and fast. She was quickly growing accustomed to how these men liked to take her, and her body was started to need it, just like it had needed Peter before them.
It didn’t take her long to climax this time, and when she squeezed around him, he let out a grunt and emptied inside of her. He pulled out and patted her thigh.
“Go wash yourself, and then come back in here. I’ll take you down for breakfast.”
She washed between her thighs, and followed him down to the kitchen. There were four chairs at the table, and each man was seated in one. The one they left for her had a thick plastic pole sticking up out of it. It wasn’t as big as any of the three men, though, so she simply braced herself on the arms of the chair and lowered herself onto it, letting it slide deep into he
r cunt.
They served her a good breakfast of bacon, eggs, toast and orange juice. She thanked them for the food.
The dildo deep in her pussy, kept her thinking about their cocks all through breakfast. She wished that she dared to raise and lower herself on it because she was starting to hurt she was so aroused.
Dick walked to her and put a collar around her neck, and attached a chain to it. “You will put this on first thing in the morning and when you enter the house at the end of your day.”
“Yes, sir,” she said.
“Harry will drive you to your school in the mornings and pick you up after your swim practice,” he continued. “You will serve all of us on the weekends and on Friday evenings. You will alternate between the three of us the other four evenings.”
She nodded attentively.
He grasped her leash and indicated that she was to follow him. She worked herself off the dildo as quickly as possible and went into the room she had been in with them the previous evening.
“This is the slave room,” Harry told her. “When you are home, if you are not sleeping, you will perform your duties here.”
“Yes, sir,” she said.
Dick led her over to the stool that she had been draped over after her punishment the night before. “Now, you get to suck me dry,” he told her with an air of someone offering a fabulous gift.
She knelt over the stool and opened her mouth happily. It would be much nicer to have him in her mouth than her pussy. He seemed to read her thoughts.
“We’ll each have you multiple times in multiple ways today. Don’t think that you’re getting out of having this up your hole,” he warned.
She nodded with her mouth full of cock, sucking happily. She felt someone kneel between her thighs, and spread them wider. It must be Harry, she thought. She hadn’t had the pleasure of banging him yet today.
Harry’s cock pushed at her entrance, and she moaned around Dick as she took him in. He started thrusting hard and fast, getting her more worked up than ever. These men, now that they’d stopped punishing her, had the best cocks she could possibly imagine. They were all so soft and big. She couldn’t imagine a place she would rather be.
Harry thrust at her harder and harder. She climaxed around him twice, before he shot into her hole. Dick start shooting at the same time Harry did. She’d never felt anything as pleasurable as having spunk directed into her by two pricks at the same time.
Harry pulled out swatted her ass. Dick pulled free, and she licked the last of his juices from her face. She rolled over and lay back on the floor. “Wow. You guys are something else!” she said.
They laughed. Tom came over and guided her to the chair where she’d sat on top of Dick the night before. He watched her positioning, and shot a dildo out of the bottom straight into her pussy. She squealed with pleasure as he started up the ride.
As she was thrown on and off the dildo, she laughed aloud. “This is going to be the best month of my life!”
She was right. It was.