“You will not do anything on your own without first obtaining my okay. Your wants also belong to me. If there is something you have need of, you will tell me this, and I will provide it for you. If you try to hold any part of yourself back from me, I will be very displeased. This is very important so remember.”
“I will teach you how to keep yourself clean for me and it will be your job to maintain your body just the way I like. Are you still with me?” Her mouth was almost to her chest in disbelief. She swallowed whatever it was she was going to say and instead answered in the affirmative.
I’d been steadily stroking my cock this whole time and he was at his fullest. Eleven and a half inches long, and four and a half inches thick. The fat head was an angry purplish hue that was in complete contrast to my otherwise tanned skin. Her eyes followed its slight bob and sway as I moved, and my mind was ablaze with all the things I wanted to introduce her to, but first there was still work left to do.
“Come.” She followed me over to the little corner I had set up for her to sleep in. It will be a long time if ever before she was allowed to sleep in my bed. “This is where you will sleep.” I gave her time to run her eyes over all the chains and pulleys attached to the bed and hanging from the ceiling overhead.
There was a table on the wall nearest with butt plugs and lube. Nipple clamps, pussy rings. Every imaginable device a man of my ilk would need to train his woman to his liking. Her eyes stayed longest on the whips and paddles before going to the St. Andrew’s cross.
I could already see her bound, her legs spread, arms fastened above her head as I drive my cock into her. I ignored the other table there and showed her the spanking bench and some of the specialty clothing I’d bought for her to wear to please me when I was in the mood.
Lately I’d lost interest in playing, was even thinking of hanging it up and finding a wife and mother for my children. Now I feel a renewed vigor at the idea of training someone like her, so passionately stubborn. Add the fact that she was my first virgin and it was a cocktail for every debauched scenario I’d ever imagined.
In all my years of fucking I’d never once felt this overpowering need to own someone so completely. Always when I’d trained a sub before it was with the knowledge that the relationship wouldn’t last. That sooner or later I’d grow tired once the fun and games were over, and I’d be off looking for something new to hold my interest.
This time was different. This time she was mine, bearing my mark. The only difference between her, and the woman I might some day take, as my wife, was the ring and the ceremony.
7
Master Brax
“Have you ever had a man’s cock in your mouth Alyssa?” Funny, the thought made me just a little upset. The constriction in my chest eased only when she answered in the negative. “No… master.” I ignored the lag in between and the venom with which she said the word ‘master’.
“No? Well, there’s always a first time for everything. I will show you how to pleasure me with your mouth. I will leave room for human error but I expect you to learn this lesson quickly, and efficiently, as it’s a favorite of mine. First open your mouth.”
I used my fingers to show her how to open her lips to the desired formation. Taking my cock in hand I ran the head across her lips. “Let the bare tip of your tongue come out and lick my cock head. Soon there will be a clear liquid appearing there, it’s called pre cum. You will lick this off as it comes from my body.”
Her little tongue touched me tentatively at first until she got use to the taste and texture of my cock meat. “Good, now open your mouth just a bit wider and take the head of my cock into your mouth, just like you would a lollipop. That’s it, hands behind your back please. Good girl! Use your tongue Alyssa but no teeth. I ran my fingers through her hair in reward for her obedience all the while straining not to cum too soon.
She was so beautiful, so perfect, the sight of her young untried body so lush, brought forth visions of depravity. Things I planned to carry out one by one as the days go by. It’s a heady feeling for a man, any man no matter how much his worth, to own something as beautiful as she. Is this where madness steps in? Is this what had driven the old man to become what he now was? Can the need to possess really make men cross into that deep abyss from which there is no reprieve?
No not me, never me. I will never be that weak. I let her feed at the tip of my cock until her lips relaxed around my thick girth. I knew it would be hell getting into her tight throat but I couldn’t wait to feel her breathe around my cock while I was lodged in her neck.
“Now you will take more of me into your mouth.” I pushed about three inches of cock in slowly past her soft lips. This wasn’t an exercise in punishment after all and my aim was not to hurt. So though I wanted to throat fuck her, this was her first time and that might only serve to scare her. I wanted her to love this part of lovemaking as much as I.
“Suck.” She started the sucking motion as I held her head against my cock rocking my hips slowly back and forth. She fumbled a bit at first but soon had the hang of it. I fucked her mouth with those few inches until I needed the feel of her wet mouth around more of my cock or I’d go mad.
“More!” She struggled to take more of my width past her tight lips as pre-cum and spittle seeped from the sides of her mouth. “Look at me pet.” I lifted her chin with the forgotten hunter in my hand. Her eyes climbed my body until they were gazing into mine. I wouldn’t say she was enjoying it, but she didn’t seem averse to my taste, which was good since I planned on cumming in her mouth in about five minutes.
I eased more of my length into her mouth until she took a good eight inches. She sputtered and gagged when I hit the back of her throat and her eyes began to water. “Breathe, if you release my cock I will spank you.” She stopped sucking long enough to take a breath before continuing.
She had a lot to learn but for a first try she wasn’t bad at all. I teased her throat with my leaking cock before pulling back onto her tongue and then gliding back in again. “Eyes open.” She opened those beautiful orbs and I could see the lust beginning to awaken in them.
As I fed her my cock, I flipped the whip against her ass and she jumped. “Do not stop sucking my cock. I’m just getting you used to the feel of the whip. Now I want you to stop. Hold me in your throat. Now breathe.” She gagged after ten- seconds and I pulled out of her neck.
“That was not bad at all Alyssa; we’ll work on it.” I teased her with the whip, sometimes hitting her, sometimes running the tip between her wet pussy lips. I fucked into her cheek just for the hell of it and then went back for her throat. “Now I want you to take my balls into one of your hands.” She blinked and one of her little hands came up under me to cup my sac, while she kept the other hand behind her back.
Leaning over her I pulled her arm up a little so that it was positioned correctly. The new position drove me deeper into her throat and I waited to see what she would do. I sensed her panic and was about to pull out when she worked her throat open and breathed. Damn!
Dropping the whip I grabbed both sides of her head, spread my feet wider apart and fucked into her mouth harder as I felt the sap rise in my balls. I did not warn her of the incoming influx as I flooded her throat and tongue with my first load of the day. For the first time in my life I roared as I came.
My knees weakened for a split second as I pulled out of her neck and spilled the last of my seed onto her tongue. “Do not lose a drop pet.” She did her best to take my load, her throat working overtime as she swallowed her first dose of spunk. The look on her face was comical and I saw the intent in her eyes.
“If you spit that out I will fill a glass and feed it to you through a straw.” She gulped down what she was holding in her mouth, but her eyes were back to being defiant. This, even as her nipples were hard and her scent kept my dick at half-mast. She’d enjoyed it.
8
Master Brax
I ran the pad of my thumb down the crease of her lips where just a t
iny drop of sperm had escaped. “Open.”
I wiped it off on the edge of her teeth and left my thumb in her mouth. She closed her lips around it without being told, but then caught herself and withdrew, her face going up in flames. I didn’t laugh at her. Instead I lowered my head to hers for our first real kiss.
I licked her lips before forcing my tongue beyond them into her mouth. Holding her head in my hand I deepened the kiss until she sucked on my tongue the same way she’d done my cock. I pulled her to her feet and held her hands behind her back in one of mine. Her tits pressed into my chest, her nipples diamond hard as I made love to her mouth.
My cock stirred between us already leaking pre-cum on her tummy. I ravaged her mouth the way I imagined tongue fucking her sweet young cunt. She liked to be kissed. I could feel the heightened heat in her body and the slight tremble in her legs.
When I pulled our lips apart her breathing was erratic and the pulse in her throat was going haywire. “You’re very responsive pet; that’s good.” I kissed her lips one last time before turning away. This next part might be rough, but it was best if I got it all done tonight. The sooner I mark her completely the sooner I can fuck.
“Come.” There was another table set up next to the pallet that would be her new bed. I walked over and stood waiting for her to come to me. “Get up on the table.” I had to help her since her five two frame was too short to make it on her own.
Once she was in place I attached her chain to a hook in the wall and tied her arms and legs to the table. The table was made in a way the left her arms and legs spread out in and ex, leaving her pussy fully exposed for my pleasure. It was perfect for fucking, but that was not its use this time.
She watched my every move but didn’t panic until she was completely bound and I moved out of sight.
“What are you doing?” She lifted her head to see what I was doing. I retrieved the whip from the floor and brought it down across her legs. The pain didn’t resonate right away so it took her a few seconds.
“Ouch…” She screamed and jerked against her restraints in vain. “Do not speak unless I have given you permission to.” I left her there and went to the bathroom to sanitize my hands and gather the rest of stuff I had waiting there. I almost bypassed the numbing spray because I wanted her to feel what I was about to do to her, wanted her to remember. But I didn’t think she could withstand such pain. Not many can.
Back in the bedroom her eyes followed my every move as I placed the items on the table and prepared to make her mine in every way that was dear to me. Each man had his own preference as to how he showed ownership of his sub. Mine was a little more extreme this time than it had been in the past. Aside from my crest on her neck, which I’d never given to anyone before, there were certain things I needed to do to her body. Things that I liked, things that gave me pleasure.
I had chosen a circular ring, something I could pull on if the need arose. Something I could use to punish or give immense pleasure. I picked up the forceps and pulled her clit from its hood, holding it in place, before spraying it. I waited for the spray to take effect before piercing her clit. She still screamed bloody murder.
“Shh, it won’t last long and we’ve only just begun.” She tensed up as she saw the shaver in my hand and when I pulled her pussy’s outer lips apart she fought against her restraints. “Be still Alyssa. I need this to be perfect.” I already had an idea in my head of what I wanted her pussy to look like. My cock grew stiff just at the thought of it.
I ran my fingers through the hair covering her pussy. “So soft!” It was like the softest pelt; too bad it had to go. I wanted her clean-shaven always. Plus with what I had in mind hair was a no-no. I shaved her pussy bare while she held still, body tense, as if expecting the worse.
I cleaned her up once I was finished and once again cleaned my hands and retrieved the tools I had soaking in sanitizer. I was very careful as I once again pulled the lip of her pussy back and away from her body.
“Hold still now!” I marked the spots on either side of her cunt where I wanted her piercings to be before piercing the lips of her pussy. She now had four holes on each side in a ladder and the one in her clit. “There you see; done.”
There were tears drying on her cheeks but except for her first outcry she hadn’t made a sound. I knew why when I saw the blood on her lip. She’d bitten herself. I cleaned it up and soothed her and she started to calm down once she realized I was done; at least for now. No point in scaring her any more than she already was, but the night was far from over.
I stopped to give her some anti-inflammatory medicine, as I knew the pain would soon be too much once the numbing spray wore off, and we still had a ways to go.
When she calmed down and her tears turned to sniffles, I eased my finger inside her up to the first knuckle. I worked her on my fingertip until she was nice and wet, before pulling it out. “Good, you’re nice and tight. Your cherry had better be intact or there will be hell to pay.”
Old Silas had assured me that she was pure and I believed him. For all her bravado there was an underlying innocence about her that was amusingly endearing, especially for someone as jaded as I am.
Before I released her from the table I rounded things out by piercing her belly button and lastly, her tongue. I figured I might as well get it all over with in one shot. The only reason I didn’t do her nipples is because of the length of time they take to heal and I wasn’t sure yet if I was going to breed her or not; plus the fact that I wanted to taste them now.
Her pussy wouldn’t take as long to heal and I can play with her a little, which works out fine because her training was going to take some time before I fuck her. I hope! I was no longer too sure that I could resist her for as long as it would take her stubborn, hardheaded ass to settle down and accept me as her master.
Other than her screams when her flesh was pierced because I forbade her to bite her lip again, she hadn’t uttered a word.
“You did very well pet.” I wiped my hands with a cloth, sprayed her new piercings with ointment, and unhooked her from the table.
I looked over my handiwork and was pleased with the results.
The question of the piercings in her tits rose again, but more than the beauty of four gems that matched her eyes there, I saw the image of a dark haired child feeding at her milky tits. The vision was so clear I stumbled back and had to cover my little lapse by walking across the room away from her.
9
Alyssa
My body is numb and so is my mind. There was an almost surreal feeling to everything around me. This can’t be happening. Only this morning, a few short hours ago in fact, I was an eighteen year old with a shaky future, but there had still been hope. My father’s situation had changed I know, but no way could I have ever envisioned us coming to this.
When he’d first told me about his arrangement with the high and mighty Braxton Stanford, I thought it was a joke. Dad was known for his dry humor and here lately he’s been coming up with some doozies. I’d gone on spooning the lukewarm water masquerading as broth into my mouth over my laughter, but the silence on his end was deafening and I got a pain in my gut. “Dad?” I laughed again, but this time there was no real glee in the sound.
When he didn’t join in my laughter my natural animosity had kicked in and without giving it much thought I’d clunked him in the head with the closest thing to hand.
We hadn’t even had time to discuss it, since I’d gone into hiding, which I know now was a pointless move. But what else was I supposed to do? If I’d had time I would’ve ran away somewhere, though there weren’t that many options.
Life has changed so much since I was a little girl. It’s as if overnight everything had been turned upside down. And even though I was just a kid when it all started, I am sensible enough to know the difference. Then after dad lost everything the changes were even more apparent.
My world had gone from one of almost unfettered freedom and dreams, to an almost dystopian existen
ce that bore no resemblance to the past. I now lived in a world where for all intents and purposes I no longer had any say.
It wasn’t safe anymore for a girl like me, though I thumb my nose at convention and my father’s constant worrying. I read the news I know what the streets have become in just ten short years.
Lawlessness abounds these days. The schools had been shut for some time now, except for the few Ivy League universities. And only the wealthy could afford to hire tutors for their sons.
Girls had been stripped of all responsibility other than that of wife and mother, so there was no longer a need for them to earn an education. Something I had once seen as my only way out.
The laws had changed in such a way as to favor men and only the wealthier ones at that. The great divide as it was called, where only a handful controlled the wealth, while the majority skirted near the poverty line, was even more obvious now than in days past.
I understood why dad thought he had to do this, why he had to sell me. The thought made bile rise in my stomach as I tried to keep my eyes trained on the ground as my new ‘owner’ walked around the room with nary a stitch on.
My body hurt in places I never knew it was capable of beneath the slight relief of the pills he’d given me. My clit was sore where he’d driven the tiny bars of gold through it. There was a gem, most likely a diamond, twinkling halfway down my flat stomach as it hung from my navel.
But the most horrifying were the ones between my legs. I wanted so badly to look, to touch; to see what it was he had done to me. But all I could do until I was alone was feel the weight of them, as they seemed to pull the lips of my sex.
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