He came back to me and I held my breath. I hate this strange feeling he’d awakened in me with his touch. I didn’t want it. I wasn’t too green to know what the shortness of breath meant, or the way my pulse sped up when he turned those blue eyes on me with that look in them. But I would be damned if I’m going to give into any of it.
He’d damn near maimed my body with his piercing shit, so I’ll have to wait until I healed a little, and also until I got the lay of the land. But the first chance I get I’m outta here. Shit! I remembered my father and what he’d said he’d do to him if I didn’t obey and my shoulders slumped.
“What?” He was just staring at me as if trying to see into my head. I didn’t trust that smirk he gave me, as if he was toying with me, as if he had a right. I took a quick step back when he came into my space, but he just hauled me back towards him.
“Don’t ever turn away from me pet.”
“My name is Alyssa.” My words sounded foreign and my tongue stung from where he’d pierced it. It didn’t take a genius to figure out why he’d done that. My face heated at the memory of him cumming in my mouth earlier.
“Your name is whatever I say it is little pet. Now it’s time for you to rest, tomorrow your training begins.” I looked towards the corner where he had some kind of cot on the floor. I hope he wasn’t planning to put me there for the night like some dog while he slept in that monstrosity on the other side of the room like a king.
When he started to lead me to it I dug my heels in. “I won’t sleep there, I’m not your damn dog.” His fingers wrapped around my arm and squeezed hard enough to make me cry out.
“Hey that hurts.” I tried tugging my arm away from him but he just tightened his hold and practically dragged me across the room. Once there he turned my body to face his and before I could protest his big fingers were between my thighs, driving into my sex. Oh damn!
10
Alyssa
His free hand fisted in my hair and he stared down at me before his mouth came down to cover mine. My tongue was sore and he had to know, but that didn’t seem to matter to him as he touched the metal in my tongue with his while his fingers made my body betray me.
I felt the embarrassing fluid pooling between my thighs and into his hand as he fucked me gently with his fingers. From the look he’d given me I was sure he would be a tyrant, but even though there was slight soreness, his fingers brought more pleasure than pain.
Something was happening to me. My breasts felt heavy for a different reason now, and my body seemed to have little pinpricks just beneath the surface of my skin. I tried to hold back the moan that escaped into his mouth but couldn’t. And just as soon as it had begun it ended.
He pulled his fingers out of me and I almost screamed at him to put them back. The look in his eyes told me he knew just what he was doing to me. “Go to your bed.” I could see his cock jutting out between us, hard and thick. I swallowed hard at the realization that one-day he would try to put that thing in me. I mean, that’s what this was all leading up to wasn’t it?
“Why don’t you just fuck me and get it over with?” Then maybe I can go back home, back to normal. He grabbed my chin and tilted my head back. “If all I wanted was a fuck I could’ve paid your father a mere fraction of what I did; filled your belly and be done. You don’t get it do you. This isn’t just about sex. A man in my position should have a pet, or a slut. It’s a sign of my standing in our society, let’s say it’s expected.”
“Before the change men had mistresses, which they had to keep hidden, now those days are long gone and we’re free to be who we really are. A man needs more than one woman to fulfill his needs and they all serve a different purpose. I would not treat my wife the way I will treat you. A wife is to be treated like the precious gem she is. A wife may not choose to have more than the two prerequisite children accorded them by the law, whereas my pet I can breed as often as I like. And I like. I want at least five or six of my babies planted in that ripe young fertile body of yours.”
“Wife, you’re married?” How had I missed that, and why did the words make my heart hurt? Because; it’s awful to sleep with someone else’s husband that’s why. No other reason.
“Not yet, but the day is fast approaching when I’d have to settle down and do my duty by the old family name. None of this is of any concern to you however. Take yourself to bed before I am forced to punish you pet.”
“Fuck off!” It was his words about a wife more so than any threat that had my feet moving towards the hated dog mat on the floor. I thought at least I would be free of him if I did what he said. That maybe he’d leave the room, leave me alone with my thoughts at least for a little while, but no. He followed me over and I saw the ropes and chains in his hands.
I should’ve known I wouldn’t get away with swearing at him, but what did he expect?
I tried scooting back on the thin mattress but he just grabbed my ankles and pulled me back towards him. I kicked at his hands, ignoring the pain between my thighs but all that got me were his nails digging into my ankles, before I found myself thrown to my back with my legs hoisted in the air.
It was then I noticed the hooks in the wall overhead and on the wall behind me. He made short work of tying one rope around each of my ankles before attaching them to two hooks in the wall.
Next were my arms and my screams and rants did nothing to deter him as he gave them the same treatment. When he was done I was left with my legs spread in the air with my ass and pussy exposed to his eyes while my arms had been tied to the wall behind me.
I swore at him and promised all kinds of retribution but he said nothing as he got to his feet and walked away. My eyes widened when he returned, this time with what looked like a switch. “I warned you didn’t I Alyssa, about that mouth.”
Pain shot across the bottoms of my feet as he brought it down twice in rapid succession across first one foot, then the other. Tears burned and fell as the searing pain ripped through me. Just as fast as it started it ended, leaving behind a sort of tingling numbness. I whimpered in self-pity while behind tear- drenched eyes I plotted his demise.
“That is your punishment for speaking to me in such a manner. Every time you disobey or disrespect me in anyway you may expect more of the same.” That was all he said before he turned and left the room. And why the fuck was he looking upset, like he was the one who’d just got zapped, or like it was my fault he’d had to do it? Asshole!
I looked around with wild eyes for any means of escape, but a few tugs of the rope on my legs and arms told me I was well and truly tied. He’d spoken the truth about the change in society, but that did not make it right. I had fooled myself into thinking that I was safe. My family was once numbered among the wealthy and privileged.
We still lived in a decent neighborhood and I hadn’t yet been subjected to some of the scarier shit most of my peers were facing on a day to day basis. All of that combined had given me a false sense of safety and my natural stubbornness assured me that I’d never fall prey to any of the degenerate bullshit that ran rampant these days. Now here I am.
My mouth has been getting me out of shit for as long as I can remember so if he thinks for one second I’m gonna roll over and play dead while he gets his sick kicks, he can kiss my lily white ass.
11
Alyssa
I laid there fuming as I imagined all the things I would do to him to make him pay. I didn’t care that he was handsome, or that his body made me weak. Stupid female hormones! And how dare he imply I’m not worthy to be someone’s wife? I’m just as worthy to be a wife as any of the hags he and his kind run around with. I’m damned if I’m going to be a breeder for his over indulged ass. He and his wife can go fuck themselves.
I imagined some rail thin creature with no redeeming qualities whatsoever, which is what our society’s made up of these days. My friends and I used to laugh at such females who starved themselves near to death to stay thin while the rest of the population was dying of hunger. W
hat idiots.
But no. He wouldn’t go for that would he? Someone like him, with his looks and wealth would find someone more suitable. I didn’t see him settling down with one of those hybrid trolls that looked like their faces had gone through a wind tunnel from all the work they’d had done to fit into some mold that didn’t make a lick of sense.
She’d be beautiful and funny and…The imaginary woman was beginning to piss me the hell off and I still didn’t care what she looked like or how much money her daddy had, she was still no better than me.
Damn! I tired myself out with my anger and my tummy was rumbling with hunger. The pain meds were starting to wear off and I could feel each place where he’d pierced my skin. My face blushed as I thought of the significance of all that he’d done to my body. I couldn’t turn but had to stay flat on my back with my legs spread, which wasn’t the most dignified position, especially not with a sex crazed maniac on the loose. Asshole jerk!
I fought sleep for as long as I could not trusting him not to violate my body farther once I was asleep. But in the end I lost the fight.
My arms and legs burned when I awakened some time later and the damn piercings hurt like a son of a bitch. I wonder how he’d like for me to drive a stake through his precious dick?
The thought brought me a modicum of pleasure and I spent the next few minutes thinking up ways of doing him in. Then my mind went to my father with hopes of him seeing the error of what he had done and coming to relieve me from this hell he’d sold me into.
Sold, like chattel. A fresh batch of tears began to fall as the embarrassment of my new station in life hit home. Yes we were poor. Yes our position had changed once dad’s business went belly up. But at least I was free.
I knew what it meant to be sold, what that infuriating word he kept calling me meant. But I refuse to give in. I had no part in any of it. I never gave my consent to be sold off and at eighteen shouldn’t I have had the right?
I knew it was a lost cause, this train of thought. A female had no rights except those given her by her father or husband. It was like those old history books we used to read in school before everything went to shit. Well men might’ve changed the laws but they couldn’t change human thought and ideals. I will not be owned by him or anyone else. I just have to come up with a way to turn things around in my favor.
I heard movement at the door and realized how helpless I was in this position with my arms and legs shackled as they were. Surely he wouldn’t let anyone else into the room, not with me like this. I’d heard horror stories about some of the women who’d ended up in my new position in life. Heard of them being passed around like property from man to man. I’d even heard about the sex parties that these wealthy degenerates were fond of having. Where women were subjected to some of the most debauched behavior.
I’d scoffed at the tales, seeing them as nothing more than the vile imagination of some, or just urban legends made up to scare the young onto the straight and narrow. But now I was not so sure. Maybe my fate wouldn’t be as bad as some, after all a pet was treated more kindly than a slut. No, do not accept this. Never give in to him no matter how your body might want to feel him.
Maybe there was something in those pills he’d given me, because strangely enough I found that I missed him. But how can that be? I hate him; detest everything he stands for and mostly for what he thinks to do to me. To turn me into nothing but a mindless sex toy for him to take out and play with, when he’s not too busy playing devoted husband to whatever idiot ends up being his precious wife that is.
But I missed sparring with him. Other than dad it had been a while since I’d had anyone to sharpen my tongue on and dad was no fun since he’d taken to ignoring my rants here of late, choosing instead to worry and stress over our plight.
I tensed as the door swung open and only relaxed slightly when I saw it was him. He came into the room, and my eyes followed his progress as he made his way to the little side table. “Good you’re up.” He knelt down beside me and I flinched when his hand reached for me.
He touched me between my legs before I felt the soothing spray he applied to my new piercings. “This will help you heal faster.” He slipped a finger inside me, and it felt like a club as he moved it in and out of me going deeper each time until I think he had the whole thing in there.
My walls felt swollen and tender as the roughness of his finger scraped against them. “So responsive pet. And your pussy’s so snug around my finger I wonder how you’ll ever stretch enough to take my cock inside you.”
I tried holding myself stiff but it was no use. His words coupled with his finger moving in and out of me faster made something inside me soften and yield, and it wasn’t long before I felt the telltale signs of my body’s betrayal. I cried out and pushed into his hand trying to get something more than the finger to fill the void he’d opened up inside me.
When I came back down to my body from where I’d flown into the ceiling, he was watching me with something akin to awe on his face. He pressed a hand on my quivering tummy as he pulled his finger out of me and once again sucked my juices from his finger.
“I would give you my mouth but it’s too soon. A few more days and we’ll be able to play. Damn.” He was having this conversation as if we were on the same level, as if I had a choice. I kept my lips sealed as he untied my arms and legs. The pain was unimaginable as the blood flowed to my limbs. I was surprised when he massaged them until the pain eased and faded.
“Come and eat.” He said the words just as the door opened and a maid came into the room. I was red with embarrassment until I realized she never even looked at me. Her head was down as she carried the heavy tray and placed it on the large table near the door on the opposite wall.
My legs buckled as I tried to stand and I remembered the lashes under my feet. There was no way for me to get to the table unless I crawled and I wasn’t about to do that.
“I said supper’s ready didn’t you hear me pet?” He didn’t even turn to look at me. If he had he would’ve seen the look of fury on my face and the finger I threw up at his back. “I can’t walk it hurts.”
“You’re a smart girl, or so I’ve been told. Figure it out.” I didn’t move. “If I have to come to you you’re not going to like it. Get your ass in this chair now.” I held out for two seconds more before my resolve kicked in. No sense in going hungry, as I’m sure he’d starve me if I didn’t do as he said.
With each feel of my knees and palms against the wooden floor I plotted my revenge. Maybe if I went along he’d think I’d given in and I’d get my chance sooner. I’d noticed he’d locked the door when he went out last time, and the windows were high enough that I knew there was a good drop if I happened to get them open.
Before I’d fallen asleep I’d had some time to think and there was only one way left open to me. I might leave this room without my innocence, but it was a small price to pay for my freedom.
12
Master Brax
I can see that mind of hers working as she finally made it to the table. I kicked the chair away from the table to make room for her to climb up and wasn’t fooled for one second by her bowed head. I wonder what game she’s up to this time? It seems my delightful little sub is full of them.
She was the first woman to deny me since I’d started fucking. She had no idea what a thrill she was to me, if she did she’d probably become docile overnight. I’d grown tired of the pliancy of my conquests of late; tired of the games I’d learned from my father and his cronies. It had become too easy, too uniform.
I never thought the day would come when I’d grow tired of fucking, but lately all the pussy had started to taste and feel the same. I was expected to marry and settle down, not that that meant I would be giving up my fun on the side, of course not.
But the thought of marrying some affable socialite whose only purpose in life was to give me sons did not appeal. This one was my last go round before I tied the noose around my neck. I was more than happy that
she was proving to be a handful. That didn’t mean I wasn’t going to beat her ass until I bent her to my will.
“Eat pet.” She looked down at her plate with a stubborn frown. I knew she couldn’t fault the food on her plate, it was the same braised lamb and roasted vegetables that I was having. I waited for her to obey but she stubbornly stared me down and refused to even lift the fork from beside her plate. I knew she had to be hungry so could only surmise she was doing it just to be contrary. Or maybe she was pushing to see just how far she could go before I reined her little ass in.
Without a word I took the plate and placed it on the floor at my feet. “Eat!” When she didn’t move I reached out and grabbed her hair and pulled her from the chair to kneel before me. “What did I tell you about defying me?” I released my cock, kicked her plate out of the way and brought her head down to my cock.
I felt her resistance in the stiffening of her neck. Taking my cock in hand I held it at her tightly closed lips. “Suck, and if you bite me I will remove every tooth from your head.” I forced my cock past her lips going only as far as her piercing. I should have no care for the pain she would suffer if I fucked her pierced tongue roughly, but I couldn’t bring myself to do that to her. There was that strain of compassion again.
If I keep that shit up it’ll be a year before she learns to mind me, but still. It was her first day and I didn’t want to overwhelm her. I had no doubt tomorrow she’d give me more reason to discipline her ass anyway.
“You should learn one thing pet, your life here can be as easy or as hard as you make it. But I always win.” I pulled her hair back roughly as I spoke making sure not to dislodge my cock from her sucking mouth.
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