The Reluctant Sub

by Jordan Silver

  “You’ll make a good little cocksucker yet.” I taunted her as I rammed my cock into her mouth, imagining that it was her tight pussy. Soon! Since this wasn’t about pleasure but more along the lines of a punishing lesson, I pulled out when I felt my balls draw up, and holding her hair tightly in my fist, jerked my seed on her face and hair.

  When my balls were empty I slapped her cheek with my heavy cock and smiled because I knew it would infuriate her. Her breathing was hard as she sat back on her haunches once I released her, but the look in her eyes was still one of defiance. I knew that if she kept that shit up she’d end up biting off more than she can chew. I’d hate to have to mar that beautiful skin.

  “Will you eat?” At her stubborn refusal I wiped the dripping cum from her face with my fingers and fed it to her. “Open.” I left my fingers on her tongue until they were licked clean.

  “I’ll tell you what. Since you refuse to eat, that will be your only meal for the night.” I left her sitting there as I took my time enjoying my meal. “Back straight, hands on your thighs, palms facing up.”

  I watched out of the side of my eye as she took her sweet time. I gave her a look to let her know that I was onto her, but said nothing. Sometimes that was best. Leave her wondering which infractions she will pay for until she learns to obey me in all things.

  “I think cook outdid herself tonight. That was superb.” I wiped my mouth with the cloth napkin and looked down at her. Such a delight! Her little face was tight with anger. I hadn’t planned on using her tonight, but her continued defiance begged to be put down.

  She moved back on her knees when I stood to my feet. “Place your hands on the floor.” She looked up at me in confusion. “Get on your hands and knees now Alyssa.” She didn’t move fast enough so I helped her into position.

  I ran a finger down the crack of her ass and ignored her rage as she kicked out at me. A quick smack to her ass stopped all movement. “Should I get the whip Alyssa? Would that make you behave?” She hung her head but did not answer.

  I walked around her giving serious thought to taking a whip to her ass after all. “Maybe I’m being too lenient with you, what do you think?” Many others would’ve hurt the girl severely by now for her disobedient willful behavior. That would only take me off course.

  I had to smile once again at this way she has of sidetracking me. Not this time.

  I dropped my pants and knelt behind her. My handprint stood out on her firm flesh and I ran my fingers over the mark, trailing down to the split between her thighs.

  I dipped a finger into her heat to test her and sure enough she was nice and wet. “You little liar. You’re wet. What did it huh? Was it the smack to your ass or the taste of cum on your tongue?” She tensed up and tried looking back at me. “Eyes front.”

  I teased her tight little rosebud with the tip of a finger and she freaked.

  13

  Master Brax

  “No, what are you doing?” She tried to jerk away but I held her in place with my hands on her ass.

  “Until your pussy heals and I can fuck you without causing infection, this is the way I will take you; your ass or your mouth. Now turn around and do not dare question me again.”

  Of course she disobeyed me and struggled until I had to wrestle her in place with a hard slap to her ass and a tug on her hair. “Ouch, let go you bastard.” I bit her ear gently and held it between my teeth as I leaned over her back with my cock lodged between her ass cheeks. “So much fire in such a small package.” Why did I find her so fascinating?

  Of all the women of my acquaintance she was the first not to bow to my every wish without question. What captivated me most was the fact that though she fought me tooth and nail, her body couldn’t help but respond to my touch; like now.

  I reached around and took her lovely tits in my hands as I released her ear and moved my lips down her neck to that soft sensitive spot just beneath where I’d branded her. I gripped her flesh with my teeth as I got into position to take her ass for the first time.

  I reached under her and teased the lips of her pussy making sure not to knock into the new piercings. I knew she had to be sore and that the unfamiliar weight on her pussy lips was going to take getting use to, so I proceeded with care. With my thumb teasing the entrance to her tight ass hole, I let my finger slide into her cunt.

  I knew that she hated her body’s response, and so I set about showing her who her master was. That was more affective than any lash from my whip. The physical discomfort from a whipping or spanking would fade much sooner than the knowledge that I could make her want me. It also did amazing things to my libido.

  I finger fucked her tight little pussy until her juices started to flow, and then used that finger to lube her ass. I slid just the first knuckle past her sphincter and her ass snapped down on it as she winced and moaned.

  “Do not bite your lip again Alyssa or I will be very displeased with you.” I forced more of my finger into her back channel and this time she squealed.

  “Fuck you’re tight.” Her ass grabbed my digit and tried to push me back out again, but I forced my way in. “Imagine how tight you’ll be around my cock.” I pulled my finger out and spread her ass cheeks open wide enough to spit into her bowels. I pushed two fingers into her pussy and used her juices to grease my cock before guiding the head to her ass.

  I had a hand in her hair and the other on her hip holding her in place as I let my cockhead sit at the rim of her ass before sliding just the tip in and waiting until the pain of being trapped in something that tight passed.

  She instinctively tensed up and her ass locked down on my cock. “Release me.” She shook her head and tried pulling off. I smacked her ass hard making her cry out. “Do as I say.” She dropped her head and her ass tightened even more.

  “If you fight me this will only hurt you.” It was gonna hurt either way. Her ass was so tight I had no doubt she was a virgin there too.

  I pressed a finger into her pussy while teasing her nipple with another as I eased the fat head of my cock past her tight sphincter.

  “Ow please, stop, you’re hurting me.”

  “Then, stop fighting me.” I held still and waited for her body to relax and it wasn’t long before the finger in her pussy and the ones twisting her nipple had her body softening. As soon as she eased up on the stranglehold she had on my cock, I slid in deeper until she took almost all of me into her tight little ass.

  “Easy does it pet, that’s it.” I started a slow in and out stroke into her ass. Nothing had ever felt as good as the tight grip of her ass around my cock, I could only imagine her pussy was going to be twice as good.

  With the finger buried in her pussy keeping time with the rhythm of my cock in and out of her ass, it wasn’t long before her body started to respond. I licked the spot where my teeth had marked her before taking it between my teeth again.

  Her body went into spasms and she shook and screamed in pleasure. I didn’t give her time to settle down and get used to the invasion in her ass, but pulled out halfway before slamming back into her. “No-no-no-no…”

  She pounded her fist on the floor as I felt liquid heat around my finger. “Yes!” She liked me fucking your ass I could feel it. And just so she’d know that I knew, “Your pussy’s drenched.” She shook her head but her ass pushing back on my cock was proof enough.

  She was too tight for me to last long and once again as I felt myself nearing climax, I pulled out of her ass and turned her quickly around, shoving my cock back into her mouth.

  She choked and gagged at the taste of her ass on my cock but I held her head captive until my balls were empty. When I was done I stayed lodged in her mouth still semi hard, to make sure she didn’t spill a drop.

  “Swallow it.” The look on her face was comical, but the look on mine convinced her that she was better off obeying me. She had a look of utter distaste on her face as she swallowed. “Now that wasn’t so bad was it? Off you go.” She cried all the way to her bed on
the floor.

  14

  Alyssa

  I’ll kill him first chance I get. I didn’t struggle while he chained me up again like the pet he keeps calling me. I was done for the night. Now not only were my tongue and privates hurting, but my ass was on fire.

  I never even knew people did such things, or maybe they don’t, maybe just lowly ‘pets’ were subjected to such depraved behavior. I bet he wouldn’t do that to his precious future wife.

  The thought hurt worse than I imagined to be thought of as less than this phantom woman he’d mentioned. No doubt she’d be someone beautiful with a great pedigree that he’d treat like precious stone. What do you care? She deserves him the bitch whoever she is.

  I tried to ignore him as he moved around the room before getting into bed. I must’ve been really tired by then because my eyes closed and next thing I knew it was morning.

  I felt the sun on my face, but I wasn’t lucky enough to be in an alternate universe for those few minutes between sleep and wake. Nope, I came fully awake knowing exactly where I was and how I’d gotten there.

  I could give in to feeling sorry for myself but that wouldn’t help. He didn’t care; the man has no soul. I peeped out from beneath my lashes but didn’t see him. Shit! I jumped up, or tried to, but my arms and legs were still bound.

  “Good morning pet, did you sleep well?” He came out of whatever dark corner he’d been lurking in and released me, before helping me to my feet. I didn’t answer him because what the hell was there to say? Ass fucker!

  “Come let me take care of you.” He reached for me but I evaded his hands. I can’t deal with his brand of crazy this early in the morning. One minute he’s an ass thief and the next he’s Dr. Feel Good. I wish he’d choose one and stick to that shit. I’m getting whiplash from his bullshit.

  I ignored him and kept going to the bathroom and his grin made me want to throw something, but I was too sore to go another round with him. Who knows what he’d do to me next. “Can I have some privacy please?” He’d followed me into the bathroom just as I was about to lower my sore ass onto the toilet seat.

  “Why would you need that? Your body belongs to me remember?”

  I ignored him and peed but only because if I didn’t go I’d wet the damn floor. My tummy growled and my face lit up with embarrassing heat. There he goes pinching his lips together like he’s mad that I’m hungry. I wonder whose idea it was to starve me. Jackass.

  “Are you aware that you talk to yourself Alyssa? I’ll thank you not to call me such names. It might be construed as insubordination.” What the hell is he talking about? Whatever! “I need to take a shower.” My tongue still stung a little but the stuff he’d sprayed on it went a long way to making it feel ten times better, and even the piercings between my legs didn’t hurt as much.

  He reached into the shower and turned the water on but my relief was short lived when he took his clothes off. “Come, I must see to you or you’ll hurt yourself. Your piercings need special care.”

  At the sink where I went to wash my hands, I was finally able to see what he’d done to me in the wall of glass. I looked like a freak. There were two rows of little gold hoops on either side of my kitty and one bigger one in my clit.

  He came and stood behind me looking down at what he’d done to me. “When you heal we’re going to have lots of fun with those. Now come along, we’ve got a long day ahead of us.”

  I just gave him one good glare but since I wanted breakfast I let him drag me into the shower.

  I was trying really hard to figure him out but it was damn near impossible. For the last few weeks he’s seesawed between treating me like a dress up doll or his little torture toy. Every little thing were grounds for a spanking and I’m pretty sure he had cameras in here because he saw every eye roll and one finger salute I did behind his back.

  My plan to get the drop on him wasn’t working out too well, since he was the one who was always ten steps ahead of me. Every morning he’d sit me on his lap and check my piercings before spraying them, and then he’d keep me on his lap while we ate breakfast. I was usually naked for these feedings while he was fully clothed. I got over it by day three.

  He wasn’t always cruel; in fact he’s been letting me get away with a lot. I’ve even caught him chuckling at some of my more colorfully inventive descriptions of him and his peers. But the time I tried to climb out the window he’d lost his damn mind. My ass hurt for three days straight. Never again!

  It was then I realized his more severe punishments were applied if I did something he deemed too dangerous, or if I outright disobeyed him. I’m ashamed to say I’ve started doing shit on purpose because his punishment didn’t always come in the form of spankings. Sometimes he’d touch me instead.

  I knew something was happening to me, but couldn’t seem to stop myself from following his lead. I couldn’t understand it. This is not what I wanted for myself. I’d never imagined giving in to his masterful ways. But he knew the rules to this game way better than I and so far I was losing at every turn.

  Every time I’d think he’d softened towards me, that maybe he was coming to see me as something more than his ‘pet’ he’d go back to being forceful and demanding. Dominating my every move and reminding me that I was not his equal, that he was my master in every sense of the word.

  But whatever he was doing to me had been subtle because I had not even noticed the change in the beginning. Things had just sort of become routine and as he’d said, my old life was slipping away from me day after day and I was growing accustomed to this new one.

  Now my eyes follow him around the room and whenever he’s gone I curl up on the little cot in the corner until he returns. I wasn’t completely bored on those days he was gone because that damn nut had me reading shit. A book of rules I call it. Some of that shit I had no intention of doing and told him so, but he always got his way in the end.

  I’d even got use to being naked while he was clothed. Or having his hands on me all the time. Contrary to what I’d first suspected, he didn’t keep me bound all the time, now that only happened if I really pissed him off, and it usually followed a spanking or one of his ass fucks.

  He didn’t deny me the freedom to move around the room at will, and though I didn’t sleep in his bed because he acted like it was the throne to the kingdom, he hadn’t freaked the one time he’d come back early to find me lying there reading. He’d just given me a look and I moseyed my ass on out of there. What did he think? I was going to pee on it?

  Where is he? Just as I had the thought he came through the door looking hot in an open necked shirt and dark fitted slacks, his hair still ruffled from the wind, and…dammit. I have got to stop reacting this way to him.

  I was beginning to think that he had a more sinister reason for not taking my virginity yet. I used to think he was waiting for the holes he’d put in my snatch to heal, but now I’m not so sure. I think he might be waiting until he’d turned me into a dimwitted twit. Until I craved him the way I’d started to.

  With his care the piercings between my thighs had been healing nicely, they were no longer sore. He keeps hinting at what he’s going to do to me once they’re completely healed and in the meantime he’s trying his best to turn me into a mindless sex fiend. He’s even got me craving his dick in my ass. Embarrassing.

  15

  Master Brax

  “What are you doing Alyssa?” I didn’t have to have eyes on her to know she was up to something; she’s always up to something. I looked at her now as I sat at the desk I’d had brought down to my rooms from the attic. For the duration of her training I will remain with her most of the day and night. We were almost at the end now. Thank fuck.

  I wasn’t sure I could go much longer without having her. Her training was coming along nicely though of course there were still a few hiccups here and there. But at least I’d taught her to curb her tongue and to obey me the first time I gave an order.

  She came over to me now and stood behind m
y chair looking over my shoulder. “I’m bored sir.” I wonder if she notices how easily she calls me that these days. I’ve also noticed that she calls me sir when we’re speaking casually like this, and master when I’m buried deep in her ass.

  “Why are you bored? Did you finish your lessons for the day?” She sighed and went to get the notebook where she was supposed to write a two-thousand-word essay for today’s exercise. She came back and handed the book over before getting to her knees next to me. I smiled secretly and reached out with one hand to caress her hair while opening the book with the other.

  I don’t know what I’d expected when I asked her to write an essay on her views on the changes in our world. Some snarky diatribe along the lines of what she usually threw at my head when she was in one of her piques maybe, or her suggestion that maybe if women ran things we wouldn’t be in this predicament. That was her favorite one.

  What I got instead was an in depth, detailed assertion. My hand stopped moving in her hair when I read of her dreams before the change came. I was older than her so I’m sure I’d seen the change coming long before she understood the significance of all that was happening. Add the differences in our stations and the fact that I was male, and her points were rather eye opening.

  I felt uncomfortable, almost stripped bare as I saw things through her eyes. The words were not eloquent; there was no seeming affectation, just stark truth as she saw it. She humbled me.

  “Is it good?” She looked up at me so hopefully having no idea that she’d just changed something in me. I held my hand out for her and she got to her feet and climbed into my lap. “You don’t like it. What did I do wrong now?” I kissed her cheek and withheld my answer.

  “Tell me Alyssa, the things you’ve written here, how do you feel about them now?” I was definitely opening a can of worms here, especially with one as high strung as she, but I wanted to know.