LITTLE AMANDA: THE INITIATION

BY EMILIE SUMMERS

After a while, the van’s engine stopped running. Still blindfolded, cuffed, and chained, she felt she was carried off the van by the large man. He cradled her in his strong arms and the child dared not move nor make a sound for fear of stirring up the anger of her new owner.

"Bring her up to my personal chamber in 30 minutes, Boris." she heard the tall man say to the large man.

"Yes, my lord." the large man answered. He opened a door, brining the child with him inside, sat her on a chair whilst her remove her blindfold. The grief-strickened girl looked at Boris with fear in her eyes.

"I….I'm s…scared…." gasped Amanda. Boris abruptly lapped her across the cheek, warning her, "Silence! You are not allowed to speak, child. For in this domain, your master reigns supreme. You are nothing!"

Amanda cringed as she heard those words, her head was downcast, tears streaming down her eyes. Boris cupped her chin and said in his hoarse voice, "You are to obey your master at all costs. Do everything he wishes, and he will not harm you. Disobey, and you will be punished severely. Every time you do something that displeases the master, he may discipline you himself, or he may bring you to me. Remember that you are now a slave, a sex-slave in fact, and slaves don't have rights. Don't even think of escaping, because you can't. The master has dozens of servants who would make sure that you wouldn't be able to go anywhere. Do you understand me, Amanda?"

"Y…yes s…sir" stammered the poor child.

"What is your responsibility now that you're a slave?"

"I…I am to…to obey my master….at all…costs…"

"Excellent. Now, it is time to go to your master." Boris said. He yanked the chain motioning for her to follow him. He led the child to the chamber where the master was staying. They passed through a spacious hallway filled with rooms. It was a mansion like Amanda had never seen before.

After a while, Boris opened two huge doors, and Amanda was stunned to see the size and grandeur of the room.

"Here she is, my lord" Boris addressed to the master.

"Very good, Boris, please leave us now." The tall man replied and Boris left.

"Amanda." echoed the tall man.

The child stood alert as the tall man spoke her name.

"Come."

Amanda walked slowly and painfully towards her master dragging the chains which clanked on the ground. As she stand before her master, he stood up and caressed her face.

"What is your new role?"

"I…I…am now…your s…slave…your sex…slave, master."

"And what is your responsibility?"

"I…It is to obey…you at all…costs."

He smiled. "Good. Boris must have taught you well." He took the cuff keys and freed Amanda's hands. Then, his hands roamed to her white school blouse, he started unbuttoning it revealing her white training bra.

"You have a potential, this I can see." said her master as his fingers outline the shape of her bra. Amanda dared not fight or struggle, she stood perfectly still as her master unhooked her bra revealing her young perky breasts.

"Just the perfect size." he said as he gently pinch on her nipples. He then attached the cuffs back on her wrists in front of her. Next he took a pair of scissors and cut off her panties. Her skirt was then slipped off next, then her socks were removed, as well as her shoes. Before long, she stood naked and trembling before her master.

"Kneel, my child"

The girl promptly knelt down before him as he nodded in approval.

"You proved yourself to be a very obedient child, Amanda, and I am pleased. Now listen, Take note that I am a dominant, so even though you didn't do anything wrong, I may whip you as I please, torture you as I desire, because I am your master. I may even sell you to another master when I tire of you, because you are my property. The sex-slave I had before you was just sold in the slave market because she was not obedient enough for me. Poor thing, I just heard that she was brought to a place where women are constantly beaten and tortured even in public, making her be in a situation worse than she had while she was still under my supremacy. So you'd better think twice before making me mad for there are umpteen more places worse this, worse than you could ever imagine. Now, I am going to attach clamps on your nipples. You may cry, but you are not to scream. If you do, I will send you to Boris to be whipped, and I'm sure you don't want that. Is that clear?"

"Y…yes, master"

He took a pair of alligator clamps and attached it first on her left nipple, then on her right. Amanda gave a little squeal which - fortunately - was manageable enough for her master.

With the nipple clamps put on, Amanda couldn't help but cry. Her master looked at her in the eyes then motioned her to stand up.

"I know that it is quite easy for you to remove your nipple clamps with your hands tied in front of you. But I'd advise you against it. Disobedience will lead to punishment, and you know it."

He pressed a buzzer and in a moment, a young maiden entered into the chamber.

"Take this child and prepare her according to my likings for I will be training her as soon as she's ready and presentable before me."

"Yes, my lord."

With that, the master tossed the chain to the maiden who led the child out of the chamber to be prepare for her training.