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TRAINING SALLY [ part 3 ] Voices entered her dream. Strange voices. If only they’d go away and leave her in peace. No, they were getting louder. “I said wake up!” She opened her eyes and saw David putting a tray down on the small bedside table. He smiled. “The door’s unlocked. Eat your breakfast, remove your butt-plug, go to the toilet and have a shower.” He pointed to the clock on the wall. “It’s nine o’clock. At nine thirty exactly you will be standing in front of the bed ready for inspection.” Sally waited until he’d left and got out of bed. The smell from the tray made her mouth water. She’d never been so hungry. A large plate of sausages, bacon, eggs and grilled tomatoes was placed in the middle, surrounded by buttered toast, fruit and mugs of water and orange juice. What on earth?! Any questions in her mind were over-ridden by her stomach and she greedily devoured every morsel. The water in the shower was warmer than the previous day. The men had left a bar of soap and a small towel for her. Removing the butt-plug was a hideous experience and she was almost in tears as she finally pulled the large black object out of her bottom. Pulling her nightie back on, she looked at the clock anxiously. The big hand was nearly on the six, so that meant half an hour-didn’t it? Mummy had shown her how to tell the time a few years ago but she still got confused. Hearing footsteps she quickly stood at the foot of the bed, her heart beating hard. She would try and please the men today. Surely, they’d be nicer to her if she did exactly what they wanted. Perhaps they’d let her go home early. Perhaps they’d…. The door opened and the men walked in, David grinning broadly and Tim expressionless. He had a wooden paddle in one hand which swung from his wrist by a piece of string. Her heart missed a beat and she felt her large bottom twitch in anticipation. Tim looked around the room while David just stared at her lustfully. The fuck last night had been so very, very good and he was ready for another. Only perhaps it was time to try another hole. Now that would be painful! He saw her preteen pussy through the see-through nightie and chuckled. Not that bad though. After all, what were pussies for? Sally looked anxiously at Tim as he surveyed the room. At last he turned his gaze on her. “This is not acceptable!” The girl felt sick. What had she done now? Tim’s eyes narrowed. “Breakfast things left unwashed, bed not made, shower and toilet not wiped, butt-plug left in the shower, drops of water on the floor..” He paused. “And I can’t remember giving you permission to wear a nightie. That is for sleeping in. During the day you’ll be dressed in slave-girl clothes or kept naked.” He put his face close to hers. “Take it off now my little sex-toy!” The small girl obeyed, tears running as she pulled the nightie off over her head and folded it neatly. The men smiled. Her smooth young pussy was lily white again, all traces of her whipping having disappeared. On their command, she turned round and bent forward. Tim whistled. All the marks on her buttocks had vanished. “Stand up and face me!” Tim ordered. The girl obeyed nervously. “Now listen very carefully” he continued. “You’re going to be here for two weeks. After that we’ll let you go. You learned yesterday how we expect you to behave. Today you will be tested. You’ll be fed well. We won’t put a gag in your mouth and we won’t use the separating rod on your legs. You’ll wear a collar, wrist and ankle straps but you will only be tied if we think it necessary. You will never speak unless spoken to. He paused to see if she was taking it all in. “In return you will be totally obedient, accept all your punishments without making a fuss and do your best to keep us very happy indeed!” He rubbed the front of his trousers suggestively to be sure she’d got the message. “If we don’t think you’re making an effort, we’ll have to start the training all over again. Understand?” Sally blinked through her tears. She thought she understood. She would try, really! “Y..yes thank you sir” she replied in a sweet little voice. “Good! Well, perhaps we can now get down to business” said Tim briskly. “For not tidying up correctly, I think your bottom deserves twelve slaps with this paddle here. Do you agree?” Sally looked at the large paddle with horror. She felt sick. “Y..yes sir, thank you sir” she replied quietly. “Well then, turn round and touch your toes! I haven’t got all day. Right over- go on! Grip your ankles tight and keep that bottom still!” David’s heart pounded as the girl obeyed. Her plump bottom seemed to fill the room. Tim tapped her thighs making her open her legs more, then handed the paddle to David. “Six each?” David laughed and raised the paddle over her left buttock. The sharp crack rebounded around the room. He waited a few seconds and slapped her right buttock. Sally screamed. “Better stay in position” Tim warned in icy tones. “Let go of those ankles or wriggle too much and your bottom won’t be the only thing we punish!” Sally bit her lip and tried not to move. After the sixth slap, David gave the paddle back to Tim. They looked at the light red marks across the girl’s buttocks. “I think I can do a bit better than that” whispered Tim, patting her thigh. Sally cried out with each slap but managed to stay in position. Yes, it was painful, but…but she seemed to be getting used to the pain a bit more. Perhaps, perhaps she’d be able to be as obedient as they wanted. Six slaps later Tim ordered the girl up. “Okay, stop crying girl! That was nothing-and you know it! Stop rubbing your bottom better-that’s not allowed!” He allowed a few seconds for the girl to compose herself, then addressed her again. “I hope that you’ve learned your lesson. I expect you to keep everything here clean and tidy at all times.” He cleared his throat and winked at David. “As I said, one of your duties is to keep us happy. You seem to be a clever little girl, so I’m sure you know what that means.” They smiled as they saw the girl look at the bulge in Tim’s trousers. “Yes, that’s right” continued Tim, trying not to laugh. “Our cocks need milking at least three times a day and that’s your job!” Sally felt sick. Having one of those things in her bum was bad enough, but at least she only had to stay still. Having to suck one till the cream came out was even worse. Tim turned to his friend. “I know you like a bit of privacy so I’ll leave you to it for a while. Fifteen minutes be okay?” David nodded and Tim went out, shutting the cell door. For a while there was silence. David sighed and ran his hand across the girl’s cheek. Sitting on the bed, he held the little ten year old by the waist. She looked at him tearfully. What was he going to make her do? She tried to tell herself to calm down. After all, the other man was far worse. This man was not nearly as cruel. David pulled her close to him and kissed her tear-stained cheek. Running his finger over her tiny immature nipples, he was delighted to see them stiffen. He smiled. “You’re a very pretty little girl you know. A very pretty and sexy little girl!” He held her neck gently and kissed her on the mouth. His other hand moved down her back and explored her soft buttocks. He kissed her again, his tongue slowly pressing between her lips. “Open your mouth little one!” Sally obeyed, still scared, but reassured by his gentleness. His tongue explored hers. Letting his hand move lower, he gently eased it between her legs and probed her young pussy. He felt his cock stiffen even more. The effect of David’s tongue and the soft caressing of her pussy was overwhelming. Sally felt a familiar tingling emanating from between her legs. Without realising it, she opened her legs slightly as if inviting him to explore further. David probed deeper between her pussy lips and was surprised to feel it getting wet. Only ten years old she may be, but her pussy was just begging for a hard cock. “Go down on your knees, and lower my trousers and pants please” Sally’s eyes opened wide at his polite words. Her trembling hands undid his belt and dragged his trousers down to his ankles. She gazed at the bulge in his underpants. How could men walk around with such large things between their legs? Carefully, she pulled his pants down and swallowed nervously. Should she? Perhaps he’d be pleased if she did something without being told. After all, this man’s thing wasn’t as big as the other man’s. David watched the small girl open her mouth and catch the tip of his stiff penis between her lips. He stroked her hair softly as she teased his glans with her tongue. Please let him be happy! She was doing it so very carefully. Surely he must enjoy it! “Hey, hang on a bit!” Sally looked up worried. “You don’t have your hands tied like yesterday, so you might as well use them” he explained, guiding his cock back to her wet mouth. “Tickle my balls with the tips of your fingers-that’s right. Use one hand to rub my cock here-good girl. Now keep doing that with your mouth!” David leant back. This was pure ecstasy! Far better when she used her little hands as well. Her fingers found a particularly sensitive spot on his balls. “Yes-just there!” he whispered, his voice shaking. “Keep your fingers there. Now faster-faster!” Sally felt his penis swell in her mouth and sucked hard, her other hand rubbing the shaft faster. Her mouth suddenly filled with warm sticky liquid which she swallowed effortlessly. After coping with the other master’s huge thing, this man’s was easy-almost enjoyable, she thought. Her tongue massaged his glans, coaxing more fluid out. The man’s penis started to get softer. Deftly, she released the tip and held it in her hand, checking for any lost drops of fluid before teasing it with her tongue. David sat up and watched the girl continue to caress his balls and cock. “Okay, that’s enough” he said, standing her up. Pulling his trousers up, he held the girl close and kissed her again, one hand holding her bottom. He parted her buttocks and felt her small bum-hole contract as he touched it. “I hope that butt-plug I put in stretched your arse a bit more” he said, pushing his finger inside her. “The other master wants to use it today.” Sally just had time to take this in as the door opened and Tim entered. “How was she?” he asked, looking at the small naked girl in David’s arms. “Bloody marvellous!” David replied, gently squeezing the girls buttocks. Tim looked at little disappointed, having hoped for another excuse to paddle the girl’s plump rear. “Mind if I use her now?” Tim asked, already lowering his trousers. David laughed and stood up. “Be my guest.” He pulled a chair to one side and sat down to watch. Whereas he appreciated privacy when using the girl, Tim seemed to enjoy an audience. Sally slipped his pants down as ordered and took the end of his enormous cock in her mouth, desperate to please. She had to be careful with this one. Her hand shook as she held his long penis, trying so hard to do everything right. Tim watched her for a minute, enjoying the attention. “That’s right – get it nice and stiff for me” he said, guiding her small hand to his balls. A few seconds later, the girl was surprised when he ordered her up. “On the bed-all fours-head down, bum up!” Sally’s eyes filled with tears as she realised what he meant to do. How could he put his big thing in her bottom? The men watched her carefully as she stuck her bum up. “Wiggle it a bit for me!” ordered Tim, grinning cruelly. “I want to see you flirting.” Sally moved her waist from side to side. Tim parted her buttocks and spread cream liberally over her bum-hole, pushing some deep inside. He felt between her legs. “Well well, what do we have here?” he asked menacingly, feeling between her pussy lips. “You are a hot little girl aren’t you. I can see that one pussy whipping clearly wasn’t enough!” Sally barely had time to consider the significance of this. Tim was already pushing his cock against her bum-hole. “Come on now, just relax. Let it in-you know you’re dying to have your arse fucked again.” Sally screamed as the first few inches slid painfully into her young anus. It was going to tear her in half surely! She grabbed the bed clothes as hard as she could and stuffed a handful in her mouth. Please no more! She couldn’t take it! Tim laughed and slapped her thigh playfully. “You are enjoying it really aren’t you. Just playing hard-to-get as usual!” He gave her a few seconds to get used to the feeling, then pushed hard again. “Bloody hell, you’ve a tight arse” he exclaimed, breathing heavily. “I don’t think you can take everything till you’ve had it stretched a bit more.” The girl’s muffled screams made him laugh again. Holding her waist hard, he pumped away for a minute till suddenly pulling her back onto his cock as hard as he could. His hands and legs shook as he came deep inside her. “Fuck me-that was good!” he said, wiping sweat from his face. “Now turn round and lick me clean!” He pulled his softening penis out and watched as the girl turned round slowly and started to suck the end. Tears dropped from her red face to the bed. Tim stroked her hair as she licked his cock. “I think you need a bigger butt-plug in when you go to bed tonight” he said quietly. “Tomorrow morning I’ll give you another chance. If I can’t get my cock in all the way, I’ll cane your little bum-hole till I can!” He saw David grinning. Punishing the girl on her anus was one of the things they’d discussed last night, David having gone into great detail about how to keep her buttocks spread during the punishment. Tim chuckled. Now that was something to look forward to! He pulled his trousers back up and told the girl to get off the bed and stand up straight. Sally obeyed, fighting the urge to explore her sore and aching rear. Her bum-hole was red hot and it felt like it had been torn in half. “It’s clear that you require more training in how to behave when servicing your masters” Tim said, examining the small girl. “Your pussy is obviously begging for attention so I think we need to examine it in more detail today.” He smiled at the look in the girl’s eyes. “You may be only ten years old but by tomorrow I want to be able to fuck you properly!” Sally looked confused. His thing-in there?
“Such flagrant disobedience must be dealt with in the appropriate manner and I think in this case you deserve a hard caning.” He looked with delight at the little girl before him, a look of absolute terror in her eyes. “We’re going to have a coffee now and we’ll be back at exactly eleven o’clock” He looked at the clock on the cell wall. “When we arrive I want to see you in the main room, in position over the table-as you were yesterday. I’ve already put the cane there that I want to use, but I want to see it gripped firmly between your buttocks all ready for me.” He lowered his voice and put his face a few inches from hers. “You’ll be on your toes, your front flat on the table, legs apart, bum lifted up high. Any hesitation, any sign of disobedience and you know where else I’ll be using the cane!” The men left, leaving the girl looking after them, hardly believing what she’d heard. For a while she looked at the closed door, then, falling to her knees, she burst into tears again and cried her eyes out. Why were they doing this? She’d tried hard to please them, she really had. It wasn’t fair. She’d done everything they’d asked. All because she’d said a few words last night. Why couldn’t she have kept her mouth shut. Now she was going to get that awful cane on her bottom again and it hurt more than the paddle. She vowed she’d never break the rules again. She must try harder-she must! The clock was blurred by all the tears but she could see it was almost eleven. How long had she been crying like this? Still sobbing, she walked into the main room and over to the table. A wicked looking cane was lying there. It seemed longer than the one yesterday. She took it in her trembling hands and ran her finger along its length and round the curved handle. What was she supposed to do? Gingerly, she pressed it hard between her buttocks, the pain from her sore anus making her wince. She clenched them tightly and bent over the table. The cane fell on the floor. Panicking now, she picked it up and waited until she was over the table before pushing it hard between her buttocks. She heard the men coming down the stairs and clenched her bottom as hard as she could , trying not to drop the cane. “Oh, look at that!” David exclaimed, examining the girl in amazement. “What a beautiful sight!” At that second, the cane slipped out and fell on the floor again. Tim laughed. He knew very well that the oil he’d rubbed on the cane and the girl’s lubricated anus would make the cane slippery, but he wasn’t about to tell the girl that. “Don’t move!” he ordered, picking up the cane and surveying the girl’s large backside with pleasure. “You obviously can’t be trusted with even simple tasks like this. Since your bottom seems to be so difficult to control, I think it deserves an extra punishment-don’t you think?” He saw David nodding enthusiastically. Tim poked the girl’s glistening anus with the end of the cane. “After lunch, that naughty little hole will get what it deserves-a good hard strapping all of its own!” Remembering what he was supposed to be doing he tapped the girl’s plump bottom with the cane and addressed her in a more serious tone. “You know why you have to be punished. You’re going to receive between six and twelve strokes for blatant disobedience. You will stay in position, on your toes and sticking your bum out as far as you can. If you can take the first six in silence, I’ll let you off the rest.” Sally gripped the far edge of the table, her heart pounding. She’d take it without crying-she had to! Only six strokes. Perhaps he’d be quick She wasn’t sure what he meant about strapping her hole. She’d tried so hard to hold the cane between her bottom cheeks. Was he really going to punish her for that? She felt the man tap her bottom and grit her teeth. Please let her take the six without making a noise-please! David watched, mesmerised, as his friend adjusted the girl’s position until he was happy with it. The first stroke was harder than any he’d given the day before, and he saw the little girl’s plump buttocks gyrate as she sought to cope with the pain. Her fingers scratched the edge of the table frantically. She wouldn’t scream. She mustn’t! Swish-crack! The second stroke caught the top her legs and she moaned as the excruciating pain wracked her body. The third and fourth strokes followed swiftly. The men watched in amusement as the little girl writhed, her buttocks clenching and unclenching rapidly. David looked at her face closely and laughed when he saw her teeth gritted, face screwed up in preparation for the next stroke. The fifth and sixth were the hardest yet. Sally thought the cane must be slicing right into her, the pain was unbearable. She bit her lip hard determined not to make a sound. That was six, wasn’t it? Please no more-please! She’d taken them without crying out. Wasn’t that good enough? “Get up girl!” she heard Tim order. She straightened and turned, tears flowing, her face still screwed up in agony, arms by side. “If I see you trying to rub your bottom, you’ll get another six like that!” he said angrily. Secretly, Tim was rather annoyed that she hadn’t made a noise. He did so enjoy thrashing her. She was ordered to bend over while David spread some cream over the red weals. Tim laughed. “Should all be gone by tomorrow - just in time for another dose!” David ran his finger gently along a particularly nasty stripe at the top of the girl’s legs, making her wince. “Okay, all done now” he said softly. “You took your beating very well. I’m proud of you.” Tim coughed. “Okay, let’s move on shall we?” He walked over to a shelf. “Here girl!” Sally followed on tip toes grimacing as each step wobbled her sore backside. “Lunch will be in just over one hour” continued Tim. “In that time we want you to dust and clean every inch of the rooms down here. Rags, brushes and buckets are over there. You know where the water is.” He picked something off the shelf and winked at David. Sally looked at the red rubber object in his hand. It looked a bit like the awful butt-plug, only smaller and with a strange curved knob at one end. Where on earth was he going to put that? “This is an important part of your training” he continued, applying a small amount of cream to the object as he spoke. “Open your legs wide and bend your knees!” Conscious now of the necessity of obeying orders quickly, Sally did as he said. Tim put some cream on his fingers and crouched down. The girl jumped as she felt him touch her pussy. She looked down anxiously. She wasn’t wet, she was sure! Carefully, he pushed the cream inside, stopping only when he saw her muscles contract with pain. He didn’t want to hurt her there-well not just yet. “This just slips inside-like so” he said, sliding in the red vibrator. Sally’s eyes filled with tears. Something was going inside her pussy. Please don’t let it go too far-please. There was a sudden pain as the man pushed it right in. Sally bit her lip, trying not to scream. “Good girl, it’s all in” she heard the man say. “Now we just have to turn it on-like so.” Sally felt him press the end of the small vibrator. Such was her terror that for a few seconds she didn’t even notice the device had started humming. Her eyes opened wide. “Thought that would surprise you” Tim said, laughing. “It’s one of the smallest clitoris stimulators I could find.” David cleared his throat. “Let’s not forget about how we plan to keep it in” he reminded Tim, gazing at the small girl’s confused expression. “Oh no, I nearly forgot” said Tim, picking up two large telephone directories. “Open you legs a little wider-that’s right” Carefully he pushed the two heavy books up between her thighs until they were actually pushing against her pussy. “Now I want you to keep your thighs pressed tight together, holding these books in place. Go on do it!” Sally closed her legs and gripped the books tightly between her thighs. It felt so strange. How long would she be able to keep them in place. She pressed a little tighter and shivered. It seemed to make the thing inside her was buzz even more. Seeing Tim glance down, she quickly raised herself onto her tip toes again. “Good, now you’re to stay like this while you clean the rooms.” He pointed to the small security cameras in the ceiling. “We’ll be able to see everything that happens. Every time you let the books fall, you get one stroke of the cane on your backside. For every bit of dirt or dust we find, you get the strap on your bum-hole.” Sally looked at him, not sure what exactly he meant. The men left the room. Sally heard the key turn and the fading sound of their footsteps. For a while the young girl gazed after them as though having imagined it. Turning, she looked around the room, then at the things they’d left for her. Relaxing her legs slightly she felt the books slip down onto the floor. She burst into tears and hurriedly stuffed them hard between her thighs. Her buttocks throbbed in sympathy at the realisation of what that meant. She hadn’t even started cleaning and already had one stroke owing to her! Carefully she hobbled over to the table. How on earth was she meant to clean everywhere in one hour while walking like this? Her tears of frustration continued for another minute. It could be worse. At least they hadn’t put the separating rod between her legs or tied her hands behind her back! She took one of the rags and leant against the table. The tingling in her pussy continued and she pressed her thighs together a little harder. Oh that was nice-really nice! She’d get the water in a second-just a few more seconds… Upstairs, David and Tim eat their lunch in the living room, their eyes glued to the television, following the girl’s every move. “I told you that vibrator was a good idea” said David, watching carefully as the girl held the table, her body shaking as she came. Tim laughed, spitting crumbs everywhere. He grinned as he saw the books fall to the floor for a second time. “That’s it-keep it up girl!” he muttered, thinking of the caning he was going to give her. After about one hour, the pad on David’s knee made interesting reading. “Well, according to my notes, she’s had three orgasms and dropped the books fifteen times.” Tim nodded. “Plus, she hasn’t even started cleaning the other rooms. I think we’re in for a most entertaining afternoon!” |