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I am not the author, I am merely pulling all of the chapters togeather and 
reposting as one.

FantasyStories2000 posted this message on the 22nd of May at his blog at 
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Hi,

Unfortunately no idea when the next chapter will be written - life is very 
busy at the moment so having trouble finding the time to write. However I do 
promise that I will at least finish this book.

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School Girl Slave
by Fantasy Stories
(c) FantasyStories2000

Initially this was planned as a trilogy however as I've
slowly progressed I've realised that this is only a two
volume opus.  First book should be sometime in 2003.
There are probably another 3 or 4 chapters to go.  Second
book is already started but will take well into 2003 to
finish, maybe even 2004 I think.  Sorry, but I'm a slow
writer, constantly going back and doing re-writes.

The normal disclaimer applies.  This is story is
copyright.  May be freely distributed but not for money.
If you are under the age of 18 please don't read as the
contents are adult.  This story is fantasy and I do not
condone nor encourage any of the non consensual
activities in it.

The story is archived at www.asstr.org and at
www.storiesonline.net

Very brief synopsis:
Story about a school girl enslaved by the neighbours son.


Chapter 1: The Secret Diary 3
Chapter 2: Signing the Contract 13
Chapter 3: Learning the Hard Way 28
Chapter 4: The Very First Time 39
Chapter 5: Turning Him On 55
Chapter 6: Mouth Watering Experiences 65
Chapter 7: Opening the Back Door 77
Chapter 8: Sleep Over 93
Chapter 9: Morning Duties 117
Chapter 10: Breakfast 123
Chapter 11: Runaway 134
Chapter 12: Blackmailed again 144
Chapter 13: Twin Peaks 149
Chapter 14: Spa Time 157
Chapter 15: Scary Movie 164
Chapter 16: Making Love 177
Chapter 17: Morning Duties 193
Chapter 18: Finger Work 210
Chapter 19: Woof, Woof 224
Chapter 20: Alone Again 249
Chapter 21: Picnic Preparations 258
Chapter 22: Food, Glorious Food 274
Chapter 23: Picnic 286
Chapter 24: Water Sports 301
Chapter 25: Every Which Way but Loose 315

Chapter 1: The Secret Diary
A little over twelve months ago one of Richard's friends had shown him the 
rudiments of how to hack into computer systems. Since then he'd developed 
into a very talented hacker although like many of his fellow hackers he 
wasn't malicious in his new past-time. When he hacked into a system all he 
did was have a look around, checking out the layout before he left. For him 
the buzz wasn't about changing or damaging the system, it was about knowing 
he had the power to change things if he wanted to. When he was inside 
someone else's computer, he felt like he was in control of them as well as 
their computer.
About six months ago he succeeded in getting into his high school's network 
which was by far the most exciting hack he'd made up to that time. This time 
it wasn't a faceless network belonging to some nameless corporation, this 
was the system that had been controlling his life for the last four years. 
Now, the school no longer controlled him because he had the power to control 
it.
For a while he played around with timetables, grade records and assessments, 
pretending to change them. Soon he also discovered the school database which 
had all the normal student contact details including lots of phone numbers, 
fax numbers and email addresses. The next couple of months consisted of 
trial and error as he explored his classmates home computers. What he found 
really amazing was how many of his fellow students computers had directories 
with all sorts of porn in them, even some of the girls which really 
surprised him. Then three months ago he found gold.
Janet and Kelly Sheen lived next door to Richard and they'd grown up 
together. Richard who had turned sixteen a fortnight ago was three months 
older than Janet who was only ten months older than her sister Kelly. 
Richard and Janet were in the same year at school and Kelly was in the year 
below them.
For years the three of them had played together and were close friends, 
inseparable really, sleeping over at each other's house, going on family 
holidays together and a mountain of other things. But when they reached high 
school it all changed. Of course Richard was aware that Janet was building a 
new circle of friends but he didn't expect that they'd make her exclude him 
from her life. And that she'd then make Kelly exclude him also.
Richard didn't really fit any of the major school groupings. Although he was 
very fit and was a good swimmer with a place on the swim team, he wasn't a 
jock. Likewise his interest in computers and science was just something he 
enjoyed but not to the extent that it put him in with the nerds. He liked 
most music so didn't fit any of the music groups and so it went. He had a 
small circle of friends who like him shared a wide range of interests. In 
truth he was part of the silent majority who during high school years tended 
to be ignored as they quietly went about the business of surviving.
Janet on the other hand became a member of the high school in crowd. She was 
a cheerleader, on the right school committees, loved by everybody but of 
course she only really talked to and associated with the right people. This 
didn't happen immediately she started high school but it was a fast rise.
Eventually she was one of the crowd with only one final hurdle to complete 
acceptance. Marcia who was her new best friend and the acknowledged leader 
of the group demanded that she stop being friends with Richard as he didn't 
fit the image.
For weeks Janet tried to resist as she didn't really understand why she 
couldn't be friends with Richard and still be in, but eventually Marcia gave 
her an ultimatum. So the next day she told Richard and from then on they 
only spoke to each other when they had to at family gatherings or during 
class activities.
Janet also forbid her sister from having anything to do with Richard.
Janet assumed that he understood what had happened and over the following 
years she pretty much forgot about their past. But Richard didn't understand 
and he never forgot Janet or for that matter Kelly.
He watched them growing and as their bodies started developing he watched 
more and more. Not that he was alone in watching their bodies. They were 
both very pretty. By the time Janet was 15, she was any man's dream with a 
litany of perfect features. Five foot two, silky blonde hair, big blue eyes, 
cute button nose, great cheeks, big tits, small waist, tight arse, beautiful 
legs. Absolutely perfect.
Everywhere she went people noticed her. At school she was probably the most 
popular girl in her year, liked by teachers and envied by students. Younger 
sister Kelly was not far behind Janet in the hot stakes, and maybe even had 
the potential to overtake her.
Janet knew she was popular but what she didn't realise was that she was the 
centre of many of her fellow students and quite a few of the teachers 
fantasies. Richard was no exception. He had a normal male interest in sex 
and from the time he started masturbating Janet was the girl he most often 
placed in his fantasies with Kelly also making regular appearances.
Richard's theoretical knowledge of sex was very comprehensive even if his 
practical knowledge was limited. From the age of 14 he had unrestricted 
internet access and he had explored ever corner of cyberspace. He'd started 
with the normal sex sites although most of them were of minimal interest. It 
was okay looking at older women but he was really only interested in girls 
his age who he would actually like to have sex with and not be intimidated 
by so most of the time he visited the teen sex sites.
Trouble with them was that the teens were mostly old teens or at least the 
ones on the free sites were.
Then he found news groups. Nothing to pay and a never ending stream of 
pictures of girls the right age with enough of them actually fucking and 
sucking. Initially his interests were very vanilla but one night he 
downloaded a file with a young girl who looked like Janet. What was really 
interesting about it was that she was chained to a wall, gagged and across 
her tits and stomach there were red stripes from where she'd been whipped. 
Four times in a row he jerked off looking at the picture, imagining that it 
was Janet and imagining that he was the one who'd tied her and punished her. 
Pretty soon his tastes had changed and most of his downloads were bondage 
based.
The next discovery was sex story sites and the alt.sex.stories news group. 
Most of the stories were skipped over but occassionally one would be kept, 
mostly bondage or nc ones. Then he downloaded a story that probably changed 
his life, Captured Caroline. He read it countless times, always imagining 
that it was Janet, till eventually he changes the name to Captured Janet and 
replaced Caroline's name with Janet's throughout the story. And every time 
he read it he jerked off, always guaranteed to have a great come.
Shortly after this he downloaded a blackmail story and once again his 
fantasies changed. There had always been a small, nagging problem with his 
fantasies under the Captured Caroline story because he knew that he couldn't 
abduct Janet, not really. But the fantasy of blackmailing her was a much 
easier one to believe in and soon he had dozens of scenarios where he'd 
discovered something he could use to blackmail her into having sex with him.
When Richard hacked into the Devson's computers he found Janet's diary which 
she had started on her twelfth birthday when she was given her first 
computer. There was a password on it but it didn't take long for him to work 
that out. Most of the entries were boring stuff about her family and school 
friends, but every few pages there was an entry that had Richard pulling out 
his cock and jerking off over. It wasn't long before he was using his secret 
knowledge from her diary to fuel his blackmail jerkoff fantasies. Fantasy 
now seemed to be only one step away from reality.
12 years old and no days!
Dear Diary, Hmmmmmmmm! I was going to promise you to write everyday but I 
know there'd be days I couldn't so I won't promise that. But I do promise to 
tell you all the important stuff. Like today. It was my birthday! Ta Da!!! 
And mummy and daddy gave you to me! Daddy told me how to do a secret 
password so no one but me can read you so I can tell you all my real private 
stuff. I think we're going to become real good friends.
I had a great birthday. Kel gave me this really kewl top and Richard gave me 
this great game for you - so I guess you know about that! Anyway we played 
it and he won of course the big jerk... only joking, he's not a jerk. He's 
really probably my best friend diary. And Kel of course even if she is my 
sister. I mean I know he's a boy and all that but like I can tell him 
everything.
Daddy just came in and said I have to go to bed now. Talk to you tomorrow.
Goodnight.
Love Janet Sheen, age 12.
13 and 12 days I told Richard that we can't hang our together... ever. He 
got really upset and even had tears happening. I almost told him that it'd 
be okay but I kept remembering what Marcia said, that if I didn't stop 
talking to him completely then they have to drop me from the group. And I'd 
die if they did that.
Like Daddy says, sometimes you've got to make the tough decisions if you're 
going to be someone special.
Had a really big fight with Kelly over it. She can be so dumb sometimes. 
Such a little kid. Finally she promised me that she wouldn't try to hang out 
with Richard anymore. But I'll have to watch her.
13 and 66days - 11PM If ever anyone ever, ever finds out about this I'll die 
but I have to tell someone and you've kept all my secrets so far. Here goes. 
This is BIG!
I masturbated. Wow!!!! Just then like half an hour ago. It was the truly 
utmost amazing feeling I've every had. It felt sooooo good. SOOOOOOOO 
GOOOOOOD. I'm still sort of trembling from it and I feel sort of light 
headed. Good light headed.
What happened was I was readi Dads at the door - gotta go!
13 and 76days - late Wow. I've just done it again. You know, masturbated. 
Mummy and daddy are out with Kelly so it was safe to do it. I was really 
scared last time that daddy was going to discover me. God I'd die. But he 
didn't of course.
It is so amazing. Like I wish I could tell Marcia about it but I don't know. 
She might think I was weird so I'll probably keep it a secret just between 
you and me diary. I feel like I'm floating. There's this thing - I checked 
the sex-ed stuff we got at school and I think it must be my clitoris. Anyway 
it grows - weird huh - and gets hard when I stroke it and sort of ticklish. 
But not a bad ticklish, a reaaaaaly reaaaaly reaaaaaaly goooood tickle. Then 
after a while I start getting really hot you know, down there - I'm not 
going say the awful word and vagina sounds so kind of medical but I guess I 
can say pussy. At least to you dear diary.
So it gets hot in my pussy, and then it gets wet. Last week, at first I 
thought I must be peeing but its not pee. It's my natural lubrication - 
that's what the sex-ed stuff talked about. Then this most amazing feeling 
starts to grow all through my body until it feels like I can't take anymore 
and if I don't stop that I'll explode. Last week I almost did stop it was so 
intense but I'm sure glad I didn't. Because then I do explode and I sort of 
see stars. It's sort of embarrassing because my arms and legs start jerking 
and twitching. Well if anybody saw it would be embarrassing but NOBODY will 
EVER see. NEVER. And of course I'm not embarrassed talking to you.
I think I hear the car so I better go. Talk to you soon dear diary.
14 and 109days Hi. I just got back from Marcia's birthday party and guess 
what? Gary and I are going out! Excellent!
I told Kel and she agrees that he is like a total legend! She said she was 
real jealous of me when I told her what happened! Not bad jealous - good 
jealous that is. She wanted to know everything of course.
We kissed. Excel! I mean you know I've kissed guys before but this was 
different. This was a PROPER kiss with open mouths and tongues and all. My 
first real kiss. Wowie Zowie! Getting older!
I think I did it right. I was soooo nervous though. Anyway he didn't 
complain and I just sort of copied what he did. It was great at first, real 
soft and romantic. Then I didn't know if I'd like it, because he put his 
tongue in my mouth but I did. LIKE IT! YEAAH! I wanted it to last forever. 
It was so warm and sexy. But not like when I play with myself. This was 
close. Yeah, that's it. I felt so close to him. I don't mean that I love 
him... well maybe a bit. He is so gorgeous I know that all the girls are 
jealous that he's chosen me.
Hmmm. Kissing. I reckon I'll get to like it lots.
That's all for now - I still feel warm and kind of gooey inside so guess 
what I'm going to do now dear diary!
Love you!
14 and 169days Mum let Gary take me to the movies tonight. First time she 
lets us go to the night session by ourselves.
Anyway we started kissing like normal and so we'd been kissing for like 
ages, not watching the movie.
His right arm was behind me and his left was around me. Anyway his right 
hand had been stroking my hair and my face which was really nice. Then it 
moved down my neck and slowly started getting lower and lower. I knew where 
he was heading and normally I find a way to push it away. It's like a game 
we play when we're kissing but this time I just didn't want to stop him. 
Then it finally happened and his hand was holding my left boob and I sort of 
moaned into his mouth.
At first it was more the fact that he was actually holding my boob that was 
exciting. Then he started squeezing which was nice, specially when he 
pressed down on my nipples. You know how they tingle when they're hard and I 
play with them. He didn't try anything more which was good. Not that I 
didn't want him to I did but I'd have had to stop him if he did try anything 
more of course and that might have spoilt things.
Kel reckons I'm a legend. She also tells me I've got to go further so I can 
tell her about it!
Best movie I've been to for a long time that's for sure. Except that mum 
asked me what it was like and I had to make stuff up cause I had like no 
idea what the story was or anything.
Now I'm off to bed. And I know what I'll think about tonight when I 
masturbate.
14 and 170days Last night I found out something new. I was in bed and, you 
know masturbating like normal, rubbing my clitoris, feeling really good but 
it just didn't feel like enough or something. So... wow, this is kind of 
embarrassing diary, weird... I don't know if I can tell you.
I'm back. I'm just going to write it like it was. I put my finger in my 
hole, you know my pussy. And sort of started pushing it in and out. I wasn't 
even thinking about it or I wouldn't have ever done something like that I'm 
sure. I was careful not to push in to far of course but then I put in two 
fingers. WOWIE!
My thumb was rubbing my clitoris, two fingers... you know... I don't know 
what to call it. Fingering myself. Of course. No, finger fucking. Oh boy, 
that sounds so dirty. But I guess that was what I was doing. And my other 
hand was playing with my boobies like normal. When I came it was like the 
best ever.
I think I might try it like that again... now... I'm feeling, you know, the 
way I feel.
15 Oh wow. My head is still spinning. Beer is great. Too great maybe. Jason 
was so good tonight. He bought me this great bracelet. See! And the beer. I 
think I'm a bit drunk but I don't think mum knew.
Jason took off my top and it was so good when he rubbed my nipples that I 
came! Wow. He didn't know though. But it was really good. Not as good as 
when I do it myself cause I had to you know sort of control myself so he 
didn't think I was weird.
Oh shit. Do you think I'm a slut. I've never heard of coming from having 
your nipples played with. Oh god diary, I don't want to be a slut. I'd die.
That's it. I'm going to stop masturbating and I'll stay a virgin till I'm at 
least 16. And I won't let Jason see my boobs again like that.
I think I'm going to be sick
15 and 20days I tried to stop but I can't. I just get so, I don't know, so 
edgy or something. Then I couldn't sleep. So I had to do it. But what I'm 
going to do is make sure that I only do it once... okay, like no more than 3 
times a week. And I won't do it in the day ever again. Only at night.
I'm glad I have you to talk about this with dear diary.
15 and 75 days Wow! Last night Kel and I slept over at Julie's place. Her 
room is downstairs, really private and she has her own TV and vid. Well 
apparently her parents have porno videos and she knows where they hide them. 
Anyway she'd snuck one out and we all watched it. It was called "Going Down 
on the Titanic". I thought I knew about sex but no way.
Going Down means sucking a guy off (I mean I knew that of course) and that's 
what the girls did to all the guys. And had normal sex of course. Julie made 
fun of what they were doing so Kel and I did to.
But it got me so turned on that after I had to go to the bathroom and 
masturbate. I came within about a minute I was so excited. And then I came 
again! And when I masturbated I was imagining that it was me who was sucking 
the guys thing. Weirdo hey diary. I think Kel was turned on too because she 
kept getting all red. I might check her out tomorrow. I wonder if she 
masturbates. I reckon she does you know cause she went to the toilet right 
after me and she looked kind of funny when she came out. Wow.
My little sis masturbates. Wild.
The guy's thing. That looks so silly. Dick? No. Willie? Definitely not! 
Penis? Yuck. Cock. His cock.
And they're not all the same. I thought they would be but they're kind of 
different lengths and colours and everything. Cocks. Wow I'm feeling, you 
know! I'm only typing with one hand because the other one is down there.
I always thought they'd look gross and that's what I said with Julie and I 
know that I said up there that they look silly but they look really amazing, 
really cool. Sort of tough... and like really interesting, you know, sexy.
I think that I must be weird. I just wrote that I think that a cock looks 
cool. That's it, I've got to stop this dear diary. I can't let myself become 
a slut. NEVER.
15 and 190days I'm going to pass all my exams diary! Excellent. Marcia and I 
found where they keep the exam papers.
They're in this room next to our cheerleaders room. Today when Marcia and I 
were in the room by ourselves we heard talking. At first we thought it was 
out in the locker room but then we realised that it was coming from this 
other room. We put our ears up against the door and could hear a couple of 
teachers talking about exams and papers. So anyway there's this old door 
which is meant to be locked that goes from our room to this other room but 
it turns out that our key opens it. Well we got the history and english 
papers today and copied them. Tomorrow we'll get the others. This is like 
the way coolest thing ever. No more study!
Of course we're going to let Julie know but that's it. Only the three of us. 
And we'll be real careful, so we're not like all of a suddenly really 
brainy. We'll just do enough so that we don't have to waste all that stupid 
time studying. Life is cool diary, super cool.
15 and 200days Stoooned... Wow... Marcia, me and Julie. Our first joint. It 
was great, better than beer. But I've got to be careful. I got so loose that 
I almost let Dave's hand get in my pants. Just remembered to stop him in 
time. But felt so good that I let him rub me through my jeans and I rubbed 
his cock through his till he came in them. Messy! But sort of cool knowing I 
can make a guy come like that. Wait till I tell Kel.
She'll go ballistic!
I am sooo tired. Good tired. Sleeeeeeppppie. Nite Nite Diary. I'm going to 
play with me now. Heee Heee.
15 and 297days She did it! Marcia is no longer a virgin. She and Kyle. She 
just called me on her mobile but Kyle came back in before she could tell me 
any real gos. Have to wait till tomorrow to hear all the sexy details.
Then I'll definitely let you know. Her parents are out till really late 
tonight at some Church thing her father does so they were able to do it in 
her room, not the back of his car. Kewl.
Guess that just leaves me diary. Last of the virgins! Have to wait a couple 
more months though. Really feel that it's important that I'm sixteen. Don't 
know why but Tim will just have to wait till then. At least I'll be 
protected by then. God I hope that the pill doesn't make me fat.
I wonder if she came. Like in the magazines women are always talking about 
not being able to come.
That would be like so tragic, not being able to... oh shit, slut talk again. 
Although I guess it's okay cause you're the only person I talk to like this 
and you're sure not going to tell anyone else are you diary dear.
Night. Guess what I'm going to do? Yep. I am going to play with myself and 
think about Marcia and Kyle doing it. Wow, spinout!
Night diary.
Everything would have stayed as normal, Janet totally unaware of Richard and 
Richard continually fantasising about Janet if it wasn't for their parents. 
Being neighbours they had become good friends and every few months there was 
a barbecue or pool party or something like that. About a month before 
Richard's sixteenth birthday there was a small party at Janet's place that 
Richard's parents dragged him along to. Not that he minded all that much as 
he got to be close to Janet which now that he was reading her diary and knew 
about her masturbating was really interesting, even if she pretty much 
ignored him.
That night Janet was depressed as her current boyfriend wasn't going to be 
able to take her to a school dance the following week. At some point in the 
evening Janet's mother suggested that Richard take her which Richard's 
mother then backed up. For a brief second Richard thought that his birthday 
must be coming early as both sets of parents turned to Janet. Unfortunately 
Janet's response to the suggestion was to tell her mother and everyone 
present that there was no way she could do that.
Her words were burnt into Richard's brain. 'No way. He's not part of my 
crowd. It would be totally humiliating if I went with Richard. Don't you 
realise that all my friends would laugh at me. That's the dumbest idea mum. 
How could you even think it.' And then she ran up to her room in tears. 
There was a silence for a couple of seconds till Kelly made some lame excuse 
about Janet. She seemed genuinely annoyed at her sister but that didn't 
really help mend Richard's battered feelings. Richard managed to come up 
with 'I guess that was a no?' after which, as far as he could tell, everyone 
seemed to forget it.
But Richard didn't forget. He remained at the party for another fifteen 
minutes before heading home, more humiliated than he'd ever been in his 
life. For the rest of that night he sat at his computer plotting his 
revenge. It was daylight when he finally went to bed, the outline of a plan 
in place. He didn't know if he'd be able to pull it off but either way he 
was going to pay her back.
Over the next two months he continually refined the plan as he gathered the 
tools he hoped to use.
Mostly bondage equipment, some of which he bought over the internet, some of 
which he made himself.
He was waiting for the school holidays. His parents were going away on a 
second honeymoon for five weeks. Initially he was meant to go to his 
grandparents but after a fortnight of hinting and eventually begging they'd 
agreed to let him stay at home by himself. They'd be in constant email and 
phone contact and decided to treat it as a maturity test for him. In the 
meantime he knew that Janet would be home for the holidays. Normally she'd 
be away with her parents but this year they couldn't go because of work 
commitments. Kelly was going off to camp for the first three weeks but Janet 
hadn't wanted to do that. Richard also knew from Janet's diary that all her 
close friends, including her current boyfriend would be away. The timing 
would be perfect.
Finally the holidays arrived and on Sunday he was waving goodbye to his 
parents as the taxi took them to the airport. That day and evening he 
started his real preparation, getting everything ready for Monday morning.
Chapter 2: Signing the Contract
From his parent's bedroom window Richard watched Janet kiss her mom goodbye 
as she and Janet's dad headed off to work at eight thirty. The night before 
he'd been able to check her diary entry after she went to bed so he knew 
that she was planning to spend the day at home by herself, watching tv and 
working on her tan. Gathering the evidence he needed for part one of his 
plan he headed downstairs and over to Janet's place.
As he raised his finger to the doorbell he realised that his hand was 
trembling which was not surprising the way his stomach was feeling. There 
was a moment of hesitation as his fear almost overpowered him but then he 
pressed, committing himself to actually doing it. As he waited he kept 
rehearsing what he wanted to say, but when she finally opened the door, his 
mind went blank and all he could do was stare.
"Oh, hi. What'd you want?"
"Ummm, I, ummm..."
He hadn't been really close to her since the party and he'd almost forgotten 
how really beautiful she was. And she smelt amazingly fresh, like she'd just 
had a shower. She had on an old loose tshirt, a pair of baggy faded shorts 
and was barefoot. The way the twin points of her nipples poked out at him he 
was sure she didn't have a bra on. It took all his strength to stop from 
openly staring at her tits.
"I said what do you want. Hello, anyone home?"
"Oh, yes, sorry. Um, I just need to talk to you for a couple of minutes."
"What? What about? Like I'm kind of busy Richard."
It was still happening, she was still treating him like shit. Pretending to 
be busy when he knew she wasn't. Well not for long, he'd make sure of that. 
He could feel his resolve and his anger building, driving away his nerves 
and fear.
"About these exam papers and a couple of other things."
"What?"
Taking a big breath and looking her straight in the eye he held out the 
copies of her and Marcia's emails along with copies of the exam papers.
"The exam papers that you and Marcia stole."
Frozen in place she stared at him in shock as her world turned upside down. 
Slowly her eyes dropped to the papers he was holding before she reached out 
and snatched them from him. She started rifling through them barely reading 
each page as she recognised the emails she and Marcia had sent back and 
forth. Finally she looked up at him again, trying to put it together, to 
work out what was happening, why he had the papers.
"Where did you... how did you... oh shit... Richard where'd you get these."
"Umm, well I kinda hacked into Marcia's computer and, well you know."
"So, like I don't get it. What do you want?"
Suddenly it dawned on her that of course, he wanted in when school started 
again. She'd have to make sure that he hadn't told anyone else and make him 
swear not to spread it around but she was sure Marcia wouldn't be too pissed 
off.
"You want copies. Next term. Okay. Like I'd have to talk to Marcia but, 
yeah, sure."
"No, no, I don't want that. No way."
"I don't get it. What then?"
"Well, you know. You. I thought that if we could, you know go out and then, 
you know... do it. Then that'd be it."
Watching her eyes and face as she slowly comprehended what he really wanted 
was fantastic.
"It? You mean sex? With you? You want me to have sex with you?"
He just nodded at her, keeping his look as blank as he could.
"You little shit. You disgusting little shit. How dare you! I can't believe 
that I used to like you.
You're fucked. I wouldn't have sex with you if you were the last person in 
the world. I wouldn't even let you touch me you jerk. How fucking dare you. 
How fucking dare you think you can do something like this."
Now he knew he would need all his acting skills. Dropping his eyes, he let 
his shoulders slump, trying to make himself look like he was feeling really 
awful for what he'd just done.
"Oh shit. I'm sorry. I just thought. You're right, I'm a shit. I should have 
known you wouldn't have sex with me. I'm sorry."
By now he was backing away.
"Please don't tell anyone about this. If you don't then I won't tell about 
the cheating. Okay. Please Janet."
"Okay. And you'd better not or I'll tell everyone what a shit you can be."
"I won't. And I'll give you the rest of the stuff I printed off if you 
promise not to tell. I'll have to get it together so if you come over in 
half an hour I'll have it for you."
Not waiting for a reply he turned and half ran across the lawn and through 
the gate to his place. Now it was up to her and he was ninety percent 
certain that she would come over to his house. When she did then he knew he 
had her and if she didn't, then at the very least he'd get back at her by 
actually reporting her for cheating. With luck he'd be able to convince 
people that he hadn't demand she have sex with him because after all she had 
no proof.
As she watched Richard head to his house Janet started shaking and the 
emails fell from her hands, fluttering to the floor. For a second she stared 
at them before slamming the door shut and leaning up against it, hugging 
herself as she tried to calm down. Eventually the shakes stopped and she was 
able to think clearly again. Gathering the emails up she headed to her room. 
First thing she had to do was delete all copies on her computer and also 
clear her ICQ history. There was no one she could call to talk this through 
or get around to support her when she went over to Richards so she'd just 
have to do it herself.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. How dare he, how dare 
that little shit even think that she'd have sex with him. When she saw him 
she'd really let him have it. Looking over at her alarm clock she realised 
that it was almost thirty minutes, time to go and get the rest of the emails 
he'd stolen.
She was about to leave when she realised that she'd feel even tougher with 
him if she wore something a bit better than the tshirt and shorts she had 
on. Soon she was dressed and feeling her normal in command self. Slip on 
sandals, short skirt and one of her fav designer tshirts.
As she walked over to his house she could feel her power rising. She'd show 
him, really rip into him.
Reaching his front door, she practically broke it down as knocked. When 
there was no answer after a couple of seconds, she knocked again, not 
stopping till he opened it. Brushing past him she stormed into the house and 
turned to face him.
"How fucking dare you. How fucking dare you think you could do this to me 
you little shit. I wouldn't even let you touch me so I'm sure not going to 
have sex with you. Ever. So give me that stuff and never, ever talk to me, 
or even look at me again. Because if you do you'll be real fucking sorry!"
She stood glaring at him, one hand on her hip, the other stretched out as 
she demanded the papers and computer disks he had in his hand.
"You're right, I shouldn't have done this. Here, I've written a kind of 
confession."
Handing her the package he waited while she glanced down and then started 
reading the top page.
'Mr Johnson, In this package there are computer disks and printouts which 
concern Janet Sheen. I thought that I could use my knowledge about Janet's 
cheating which I'd learnt from reading her emails and her diary to make her 
have sex with me whenever I wanted. To make her my sex slave.
As well as proof of her cheating, the diary also has stories about her 
masturbating, watching a porno movie, getting drunk, smoking dope and what 
she really thinks about the people she knows.
I realise that what I was planning is wrong and I will face whatever penalty 
I am given for this. What Janet has done is a serious crime and the school, 
her school friends, her parents and others should be told so they can decide 
her punishment.
So I am presenting this evidence, including a full copy of her private diary 
with this letter.
I am also emailing a copy of her diary to our classmates. It is important 
that they know the full details of what she has done.' Her diary! As she 
read the letter her world totally disintegrated. He'd read her diary. This 
was the most totally humiliating, the most devasting thing she could ever 
imagine. When she'd finished it she just stared at it, her neck and face 
burning red with embarrassment, her mind blank, not knowing what to do.
Finally he broke the silence.
"So, I'm sorry, but I have to do this. It's the right thing to do. I'm not 
sure what they'll do to you. I guess they'll expel you and you'll probably 
have to repeat the year because your exams will all be disallowed. Anyway, 
that's your copy."
"No, no. Richard, you can't. Please."
"But like I said in the letter, I have to. It was wrong of me to think that 
you'd let me have sex with you but what you've done is even more wrong. And 
like you said, you won't even let me touch you let alone have sex with you. 
So I'm sending this off."
Nothing mattered, only stopping him. Anything he wanted she'd do now. Having 
sex with him was infinitely better than letting anyone else read what was in 
the diary. She was so embarrassed, so humiliated knowing that he'd read it 
that she couldn't even look at him. The thought that all her friend could 
read it was impossible to imagine let alone allow it to happen.
"What if I did it? Richard?"
He was still keeping his voice down, sounding sincere yet troubled but it 
was an effort to keep it like that now.
"Did what?"
"Let you have sex with me."
"You mean you'd be my sex slave."
Fighting to keep the look of total disgust off her face, as she started to 
realise that she needed to be a lot more careful with the way she treated 
him, she managed to look up at him and put on her very best smile.
"If you promise to tell no one and give me all that stuff then... I'll have 
sex with you. Once."
He looked at her for a moment, for the first time letting his gaze travel 
over her amazing body without feeling that he had to hide his interest.
"Umm, no. It would have to be more than that. Really."
"Okay, twice. You can do it twice."
"Ummm. I don't know. I really want to have sex with you but... no, I'm 
sorry. I don't really think it's worth it unless you agree to be my sex 
slave. Especially after what you said."
Turning around he picked up another package which was in a large envelope.
"Here it is. Mail for the principal. Sorry Janet."
As he moved to the door, she almost leapt at him, grabbing his arm to stop 
him. Any bravado was gone, replaced by fear and desperation.
"NO. Please you can't. No, it's not fair. Richard, please don't. I'm sorry 
about what I said. I'll make it up to you somehow. I'll pay you. I've got a 
few hundred dollars you can have. What about that?
And you can sleep with me."
"Sorry, I don't want your money. It's not really worth it unless... you 
know, it's all. Sorry."
Pulling his arm free he walked out the door, heading down the path to the 
front gate, waiting for her to stop him again, waiting for her to completely 
give in. By the time he was half way to the gate he realised that he'd blown 
it, that she wasn't giving in. He tried to think of something else he could 
do but his mind was blank and an immense feeling of disappointment welled up 
in him. He could pretend to post it, let her suffer for a few days, or maybe 
he should turn around, tell her he'd changed his mind and that if she let 
him fuck her he'd give her the stuff back. At least that way he'd get one 
fuck.
The further he got from her the more her life seemed to disappear until 
finally she knew there was no choice. She couldn't face the world with 
everyone knowing what was in her diary.
"Okay... Richard? RICHARD."
For a second she thought he wasn't going to stop but then he was turning 
back to her.
"Yes?"
"I'll do it."
Slowly he walked back to her, his heart starting to pump with the 
excitement. It was going to happen.
Somehow he hadn't really thought it would. To have fantasies about it were 
one thing but to actually have it happening, to have the most beautiful girl 
he knew saying she would be his sex slave was far beyond anything that he 
thought he could really achieve. YES! Although he wanted to leap in the air, 
to whoop and holler, he didn't. Control he thought, have to keep in control, 
have to make sure that she knows who's in charge all the time. Then he was 
standing in front of her again.
"You'll do what?"
She glared at him. She might have to be his 'sex slave' but she wasn't about 
to say it.
"You know, what you want you little shit!"
"What I want is for you to tell me exactly what you are going to be and to 
never call me a 'little shit'.
So let's start again. What will you do?"
She still glared at him. There was no way she was going to say it. She could 
cope with not calling him a little shit because she'd just think that anyway 
but she couldn't say 'sex slave'.
"Look you know what I'll do so stop being stupid."
"Nope, I didn't think you really meant it. See ya."
Turning, he headed back down the path. This time he'd only gone a few steps 
when he heard her running after him. Then she was standing in front of him 
blocking his way.
"No, Richard, don't please. I'm sorry. I do mean it. I'll say it. Please 
don't go." She took a big breath.
"I'll, I'll be your... your sex slave."
For what seemed like an eternity they stared at each other until finally she 
dropped her eyes, slumping her shoulders.
"Go back inside and wait for me."
As she walked she could feel herself trembling. He'd won and now she was 
going to have to do whatever he wanted. This morning she'd woken bored but 
feeling okay and now she was about to have sex with Richard. Unbelievable. 
Once inside the house she stopped, unsure where to go, hoping that he 
wouldn't say the bedroom. Maybe he'll tell me it was all just a stupid game 
she thought but when he spoke any hope of that quickly disappeared. As she 
heard the door close behind her it felt as if she was being locked away.
"As my slave you will call me Master. You will obey me instantly, no 
questions, no hesitation, no matter what I tell you. Understand?"
"Yes."
"No, you have to say 'yes Master', okay?"
"Yes Master."
"Okay. Now I printed out a kind of contract last night that I think you 
should sign. Just to make it official you know. Come on, it's in my room."
Walking past her he headed down the hall to his room. Over the years she'd 
spent lots of time in there before she'd told him she couldn't play with him 
anymore. It had always been a place for fun and games, but now it was a 
place for fear.
When she got to his room he was over by his computer, holding a piece of 
paper out to her. As she took the paper from him she checked out the room 
which was different from the last time she'd been in it. He now had a double 
bed and there were lots of posters of half naked girls like Pamela Anderson 
on the walls.
"Read it."i janet sheen hereby agree to be the sex slave of Richard Marks, 
my Master, until such time as He shall tire of me. As His sex slave i will 
live by the following creed and rules.
1. i am a sex slave and nothing more.
2. i will not speak without my master's permission 3. my only desire is to 
serve, obey and please my Master.
4. i worship my Master's body.
5. i acknowledge that i am nothing more than an object - an instrument to be 
used by my Master for his pleasures.
6. i acknowledge that my body and mind is the property of my Master.
7. i will never again masturbate without my Master's permission.
8. i will always thank my Master for all He gives me.
9. i will never hesitate when responding to my Master.
10. i will maintain my punishment book which will list all the times i upset 
my Master with my disobedience and thoughtlessness.
11. i will thank my Master for the discipline and punishments i receive from 
Him.
12. i will always submit to my Master.
13. i shall wear the collar my Master gives me with pride for it signifies 
His ownership of me and my devotion to Him.
14. i will never look into the eyes of my Master without his permission.
15. my head will remain bowed and my eyes will be cast down in the presence 
of my Master.
16. my rightful "place" is on my knees before my Master.
17. i will always be ready to please my Master.
18. The opportunity to please my Master is very important to me and i will 
take every chance to do so.
19. i will never reach orgasm without my Master's permission.
20. i will tell my Master when i need to be punished and why.
21. i will tell my Master when i have been bad.
22. i must never show disrespect for my Master in any way - no matter where 
i am - in his presence or not.
23. The needs of my Master are more important than my own.
24. i am allowed to suggest ways to further my training or use of me as long 
as i address my Master properly first.
25. i will always respond fully both physically and verbally to whatever my 
Master does with me.
26. i must always feel and act sexual - i am a sexual being.
27. If my Master uses me to make love with - i will aggressively respond.
28. i will not date others or form a relationship with others without 
permission and approval from my Master. If i should have sex with others i 
will have it safely and will always tell my Master in detail the sex i have 
had.
When she finished reading it she took a second before she handed it back to 
him.
"You're a pyscho. I'm not fucking signing that."
"Hey, you said you'd be my slave. This just makes it sort of official."
"No way. You know what Richard? You can just get fucked! This whole thing is 
fucked. Okay?"
She stood there glaring at him, daring him to do anything, the anger rising 
once again. As he turned and put the paper back on his desk she smiled, 
thinking that she'd won. All she'd needed to do was be really strong.
"Okay. I guess you'd better go." He sat at his desk and started typing. 
"I'll just start sending the emails with your diary attached."
Her focus shifted to the screen and she realised that he had an email 
program up and there looked like there were dozens on names in the address 
book, names she recognised. She just stared, horrified at the reality of 
what he was planning. He was actually going to do it, to send her diary to 
everyone. She'd die!
"No. Richard. NO."
He stopped typing and swung back to her, the contract in his hand.
"You've got two choices. Sign or don't. I couldn't give a shit anymore. If 
you don't care if the world knows what a cheat you are then piss off. 
Otherwise sign the fucking contract. I'll give you five seconds. One, two, 
three, four..."
"Okay, alright, I'll sign it."
He put it back on the desk and held out a pen. Taking it from him she signed 
down the bottom and then he added his signature. Carefully folding it he put 
it away in the desk and then turned back to her.
"I want you to kneel on the floor over there, facing the bed."
The bed! She looked at him for a second, knowing she was probably going to 
have to do things that were far worse that kneeling on the floor. Moving 
over to where he'd pointed she knelt, crossing her arms protectively over 
her tits, sullenly waiting for him to start mauling her.
"Knees apart."
Glowering at him, she reluctantly she inched them apart.
"Further. Keep going till I tell you to stop."
Now she was starting to feel embarrassed as she pushed her knees further and 
further apart, unable to stop her skirt creeping up, exposing more and more 
of her thighs. It wasn't until her knees were almost two feet apart and her 
skirt was almost at the top of her thighs that he let her to stop.
"Okay, now sit back. No, not on you heels, I want your bum on the floor. 
Your feet should be in line with you knees. That's right. Now put your hands 
down on your legs like this."
She looked up at him and he had his palms flat on his thighs. Slowly she did 
what he said, placing her hands half way up her thighs, taking the 
opportunity to tug her skirt down as much as she could, glad that at least 
she could defy his perving a little bit.
"Pull your shoulders back. Come on stick your tits out." She hesitated, 
unable to do what he said, not prepared for him to talk to her like that. 
"Do it I said, come on slave."
She could feel her face burning as she pulled her shoulders back, pushing 
her boobs out, for the first time in her life feeling like they were a 
liability, not the asset she always considered them.
"Good, but I'll have to punish you for that later. Here write it down in 
your book."
He held the book out to her, almost daring her to refuse to take it.
For a second she hesitated but as far as she was concerned the book was just 
another of his sicko fantasies so she took it from him. And it meant that 
she could hunch her shoulders forward, hiding her boobs from him again. 
Stuff you, she thought!
"Write 'Refused to properly display my tits'."
Glaring at him she reluctantly opened the book and wrote it down.
"Good, now give me the book and put your hands back where they should be and 
make sure your tits are sticking out. Keep your head up but look down at the 
floor. Do it! Excellent. See you can be a good slave girl!"
By now his blood was pounding, his cock felt like it was going to explode 
and he was having trouble breathing he was so excited. She looked so sexy 
kneeling there with her big tits sticking out, begging to be squeezed and 
her skirt was so far up her beautiful thighs he could almost see her crotch. 
He so wanted to rip her clothes off and start fucking her on the floor, to 
finally find out how good it would be to have his cock inside a cunt. But he 
knew that it would be even better, even more satisfying if she was begging 
him to fuck her, if he could really make her a slave. So he stood behind 
her, taking some deep breaths, determined to continue with his plan.
"This is your 'at ease' position. Now put your hands behind your back. In 
the small of your back.
Keep them open with one wrist resting on top of the other. Eyes on the 
floor, tits out. Good."
It looked like her hands were tied up with one resting on top of the other. 
The only problem now was that she was still clothed, but not for long.
"And this is your ready position. Whenever I come into a room or approach 
you this is the position you will instantly assume unless I tell you 
otherwise. Understand?"
She knew that he expected her to answer but it was really difficult to say 
anything to him other than fuck off. But she was still conscious of all the 
damming information he had about her. So she said the words, but she made 
sure he knew how she felt. He might be able to make her do things but she'd 
make sure he knew she thought he was a total arsehole.
"Yes... master."
"You know I don't like your tone. Way too much attitude. If that means 
you're rethinking our arrangement, you'd better tell me. Otherwise I'd 
suggest you learn how to show me a lot more respect or you'll be spending 
all your time writing down punishments. Now say it again, slave, with 
respect."
The panic well up in her again and this time she did her best to make him 
believe her.
"Yes master."
"That's much better."
He moved to the bed and sat down, facing her. This is it she thought, he's 
going to fuck me and for a second the tears welled up in her eyes as she 
realised that her virginity was going to be taken by him, that he was going 
to rape her.
"I should explain the importance of this position. It says that you're body 
is totally available to me, that it's mine to do with as I please and that 
you won't try to stop me. So you stay in that position till I tell you to 
relax and then you can go to the 'at ease' position or do whatever else I 
tell you to do. Like now.
Now I want you to take your top off."
She knew this had to come so it was no surprise. Unclasping her hands, she 
tugged the t-shirt out of the waistband of her skirt and then crossing her 
arms over, took each side and started pulling it off over her head.
This wasn't going to be the first time that he'd seen her partly naked as 
he'd often watched her and her friends in their bikinis at the pool. But 
this was the first time it had happened in his room, it was the first time 
he'd been in a position where he could watch without worrying that he'd be 
told to stop perving.
He was transfixed as the t-shirt slowly rose up, revealing her narrow waist, 
cute belly button and her lightly tanned mid-riff. Then it seemed to catch 
on the underside of her boobs and she had to tug to get it to clear them. 
She was wearing a white bra that was frilly on the top and showed the swell 
of her boobs and lots of the cleavage. Her nipples were hidden but still 
obvious from the twin bumps at the front of the bra cups. All too soon the 
t-shirt was off and she was holding her arms across her boobs, using the 
t-shirt to cover them.
"Give it to me and then back to your ready position."
She reached out with the tshirt and then reluctantly put her hands behind 
her back, wishing now that she'd worn a sports top which would have covered 
her boobs a bit more.
"Oh yeah, nice tits... real nice. Now, take off the skirt, give it to me and 
then go back to your ready position, slave. No, you don't need to stand, I'm 
sure you'll be able to do it kneeling down."
There was a button and a zip at the back of the skirt that she easily undid. 
Then she had to push and wriggle to get it down her legs and off as she 
stayed kneeling on the ground. It made her boobs jiggle inside the bra and 
as she bent over he got a real good look at the valley between her boobs. 
Then his focus went to between her legs where a pair of pale blue panties 
were covering her cunt. They looked faded, old and had a lacey trim. The 
most exciting thing was the strands of blonde pubic hair that were peeking 
out on one side.
As she struggled to pull the skirt over her feet, her sandals became caught 
up in it and were pulled off, falling to the floor behind her. She held out 
the skirt and when he took it she resumed the position.
Now, with her skirt off and her legs spread wide she really felt exposed and 
vulnerable. As she stared at the floor she saw where her pubic hair was 
showing and she felt her face flush as she hoped he wouldn't notice. Vain 
hope, she knew because she had no doubt that soon he'd be demanding that she 
take off her panties.
"Let's see, what next? Bra or panties? Bra I think. I want to see your 
tits."
She brought her hands up to the catch at the back of her bra and suddenly 
she was shaking and the tears started rolling down her cheeks as, through 
her sobs, she begged him and brought her hands around, covering her breasts 
and bringing her knees together.
"Please Richard, please don't do this. You can't. It's not right. Please. I 
can't do it. Richard."
She looked up at him, her cheeks wet and her big, beautiful blue eyes now 
red from her tears, as she pleaded with him. And he felt his cock getting 
even harder as he realised how much power he really had over her. Even if he 
wanted to stop, his cock wasn't going to let him. More than ever he wanted 
to break her, wanted to humiliate her for the way she'd treated him over the 
last three years.
He didn't say anything, just stared at her and eventually she dropped her 
eyes as she managed to control her sobbing. Now she knew that this wasn't 
going to stop, and she felt exhausted and wanted to collapse and roll into a 
tiny ball.
He wasn't sure what to do next, either get her back in position or get her 
to write in the punishment book. Probably best to do the punishment book 
first.
"Here. I think you have a few things to enter. Take it!"
Reaching out she took the book, opening it up, holding the pen ready to 
write.
"Refused to show tits to my master... spoke to my master without 
permission... didn't show proper respect when talking to my master... didn't 
stay in my ready position... tried to hide my tits from master with my 
arms... Okay that probably covers it."
Because he had to wait between each punishment for her to write it down, it 
was taking quite a long time and he was getting impatient to get on with it, 
impatient to actually fuck her. But just as he was about to take the book 
back from her he realised there was one more and he knew just what the 
punishment would be for it.
"I almost forgot. Write down, tried to hide cunt from my master."
Her hand was shaking again as she wrote the last one down. Cunt. It wasn't a 
word she used and certainly not one she'd ever written.
"Give me the book. Now get in position. Your legs were further apart than 
that weren't they. Better.
Come on stick your tits out. Okay, now this time I want you to ask me for 
permission to take off you bra."
There was a moment of confusion where she almost started taking off the bra 
before she realised what he'd said. Then she almost panicked as she tried to 
work out what to say.
"Umm, can I take off my bra... master."
It wasn't a very convincing ask and she'd almost forgotten to say master, 
but he didn't want to waste any more time with her writing down punishments 
at the moment.
"Not very convincing. So if you don't want me to fucking rip if off for you 
try again slave. Try to fucking convince me that you really want it off!"
It was the first time he'd raised his voice and suddenly she was scared.
"Please master, please let me take off my bra for you."
"Okay slave, take it off."
Her hands moved up and undid the clasp and she peeled the straps down her 
arms, letting a male see her breasts for only the second time. Her left hand 
went behind her back again as she held the bra out to him with her right 
hand.
He took the bra from her, barely registering that she was keeping herself in 
the ready position. He was in heaven, staring at her perfect globes, better 
than anything he'd ever seen in magazines or on the net.
They were so big he'd expected them to drop down, hang low but they didn't 
sag at all, defying gravity as they sat high on her chest, tanned across the 
top and white underneath. And the nipples were dark red and looked thick, 
sitting out from the slightly lighter aureoles, staring straight at him, 
practically begging him to suck and bite them. The aureoles were really 
amazing, like little mounds that sat on top of her tits. He wasn't sure how 
long he sat there, her bra in one hand, awestruck by her tits. Finally his 
gaze dropped down to her crotch.
"Take off the panties."
There was no hesitation this time and she was obviously learning as she 
struggled to pull them off and stay in her kneeling position. She did have 
to bring her knees together to get them off but as soon as they cleared her 
feet she spread her knees, once again holding her hand out for him to take 
the clothing form her.
It was impossible to see anything more than her pubic hair as she took them 
off but once they'd gone and she was spreading her legs again, he got his 
first view of live pussy. Her blonde pubic hair was sparse and looked like 
it was very fine. There was a sort of tuft of it and then below that were 
her cunt lips. The most exciting thing was her inner lips which as her legs 
opened, peeked through, sort of a coral red colour and crinkled.
She had never been so embarrassed, so humiliated in her life as he just 
stared at her, looking at her most private part. Finally he stood up but 
instead of coming to her he went over to his desk. When he came back, she 
could see that he had some kind of leather strap that he held out to her, 
waiting for her to take it before he sat back down on the bed.
"Here. This goes round your neck. Make sure you lock it. It's your slave 
collar and I'm the only one with the key."
It was made from soft black leather, was about an inch wide and had six 
rings on it as well as a tiny padlock on the clasp. Wrapping it round her 
neck she easily locked it in place, once more thinking how stupid this all 
was, even in the midst of her embarrassment.
He sat there, staring at her as she put the collar on, fascinated with the 
way her breasts flattened slightly as her hands went behind her head and 
then rounded out again as she resumed her ready position. He knew he should 
get on with it, that he should fuck her, but something kept holding him 
back. Suddenly he realised what it was. For at least the last three years 
he'd be jerking off with fantasies of Janet and they weren't just about 
fucking her, they were about her begging him, about her submitting to him 
completely. But she wasn't ready for that yet. Even if she did beg, she'd 
only be pretending. He knew he'd have to push her a lot further before she 
really started to submit to him.
"Okay, crawl over here and suck my cock. Show me what a great cocksucker you 
are!"
It was happening! Sex. And not just normal sex. She looked up at him, almost 
in shock at his words and once again the tears started flowing and before 
she could stop herself she was begging him to let her go.
"Please don't. Richard, please. I can't. Please I just want to go home. I'm 
sorry that I cheated."
He let her blubber for a few minutes, enjoying the spectacle of her jiggling 
tits as she knelt there, wiping the tears from her eyes. Finally she stopped 
and only the sound of her heavy breathing filled the room.
He got up from the bed and went to his desk, returning with a nine foot 
lead. She jerked her head as he clipped it onto one of the rings on her 
collar but she didn't try to stop him.
"After that little outburst I think that it's time for your first punishment 
session. Come on slave."
Chapter 3: Learning the Hard Way
Heading for the door, he didn't give her time to stand, forcing her to 
scramble up to avoid falling over.
As he led her from his bedroom down the hall and into the family room, he 
knew she was trying covering her tits and cunt with her arms and hands. 
Later he'd deal with that and teach her how to walk around naked but for now 
he wanted to make sure he got her in position for her punishment before she 
realised what was happening.
Stopping under the heavy wooden beam that ran along the roof, he tugged down 
on the lead.
"Get down. Quickly, into your ready position slave."
She did as he ordered, almost feeling a comfort in the position. At least 
kneeling down like this meant he couldn't have sex with her she thought. He 
unclipped the lead and held out a piece of black material.
"This is a blindfold. I want you to put it on. Now!"
Taking it from him she reluctantly put it over her eyes. The eye covers were 
padded and there was a small lock that she clicked shut at the back of her 
head. As she let go of it and started to bring her hands back behind her, 
the panic welled up. Now she felt even more naked and for the first time she 
started to feel scared. Before she could do or say anything though he was 
ready with the next step.
"Hold you left arm out in front of you."
"Oh."
She'd tentatively reached out and he'd held her forearm. Then he was putting 
something around her wrist.
"Other arm."
The procedure was quickly repeated but she had no idea what it was around 
her wrists.
"Stand up. Put your right arm up in the air. Now you left arm."
As she lifted each arm up, he easily secured them to the ropes that were 
hanging from the beam above her. At the moment her hands were only held at 
head height but he'd fix that eventually. Before then he needed her silenced 
and he had just the thing for that, a special gag. It was a rubber ball with 
a strap on it that, like the blindfold, could be locked at the back of the 
person's head. What made it special was the small air pump that was attached 
to it. The ball was fairly small which made it easy to get into someone's 
mouth. Once it was in, a couple of squeezes on the pump and the ball 
expanded, filling their mouth completely. Of course he hadn't used it on 
anyone yet except to test it on himself, but he was confident that it would 
silence most of her screams. When he'd fantasised about whipping her it was 
always the sound of her first scream that worried him. He knew that after 
the first one he'd be okay, but he need to have her silenced at least for 
the first time.
It, and all the other things he'd bought over the last few weeks were 
expensive and really stretched his limited financial resources but he was 
now starting to see the payoff.
By now she was getting really nervous about what he was doing. She knew that 
by his stupid rules she wasn't meant to talk without permission but she had 
to, she really had to tell him to stop it, let him know how much he was 
scaring her, appeal to him somehow.
Unfortunately the moment when she opened her mouth to speak was just as he 
was about to tell her to open it anyway so before she could say anything 
there was some strange thing in her mouth. Shaking her head as she tried to 
push it out with her tongue but before she could do anything it was getting 
bigger and then it was filling her mouth completely, flattening her tongue.
The diameter of the ball gag was now bigger than her lips could stretch so 
until he let the air out, there was no way she could get rid of it. He 
smiled to himself as she started making inarticulate grunts, twisting her 
head about, ineffectually trying to get rid of the ball. He realised that he 
didn't really need to secure the gag but he did anyway, stepping behind her 
to lock it off alongside the blindfold lock.
Almost there he thought, only her feet left to secure and then she was 
totally his, gagged, blindfolded and tied up!
For her feet he had ankle cuffs that had ropes running to the opposite walls 
where they were tied off.
Crouching down he grabbed her left ankle and pulled it sideways towards the 
first cuff. He almost couldn't do it, the touch of her skin against his hand 
was so magical he hesitated, wanting to run his hand up her leg. Then she 
futilely tried to resist him and that was enough to keep him going and he 
quickly secured her. Moving to her right ankle, he had to drag her foot 
across the floor, till her feet were almost four feet apart before he was 
able to secure the second ankle cuff.
As he stood back to examine his work his work he felt a rush of adrenaline 
and almost had to sit down it was so overpowering. It was the most exciting, 
sexiest sight he'd ever seen, a million times more exciting than any fantasy 
he'd ever had. He had her, the girl of his dreams, naked except for the 
collar, ball gag, blindfold and cuffs on her ankles and wrists, secured 
totally helpless in the middle of the room.
When he'd spread her feet apart her body had been lowered closer to the 
floor and now her elbows were level with her shoulders which is just how 
he'd hoped she'd end up. This meant that her boobs were still full on her 
chest, not flattened out as he thought they'd probably have been if he'd 
pulled her arms up to tightly. Her legs were stretched, the muscles clearly 
showing, leading up to her beautiful cunt mound and her stomach, almost 
concave from the position she was in.
But it was her nipples that drew him, like magnets begging him to touch 
them, to finally feel their perfection and he moved closer, reaching out 
till he captured them between his finger and thumb. She grunted and tried to 
pull away which pissed him off, but there was nowhere to go and he held on, 
marveling at their thickness and the rubbery feel as he started gently 
twisting and tugging them. They seemed bigger than when she'd first taken 
off her bra, probably from fear he thought, not being foolish enough to 
imagine that she was getting turned on. They were certainly bigger than he'd 
expected they would be.
"You tried to pull away then. Naughty slave. Never pull away when your 
master wants to play with your nipples. You know why? Because if you do then 
I might just have to do this."
And he started applying pressure, squeezing harder and harder as he twisted 
her nipples till it felt like he was going to tear them off her breasts. She 
screamed louder than she ever screamed in her life but only a muffled sound 
came through the gag as she thrashed about, desperately trying to escape the 
pain.
For at least a minute he kept it up, clamping down as tightly as he could, 
twisting as hard as he could, distorting her tit flesh. He could see fresh 
tears coming out from under her blindfold and from the tortured sounds that 
escaped from her gag and the way she vainly tried to pull her nipples free 
of his hands he had no doubt that the pain was excruciating. And he loved 
it, loved the fact that he was actually starting to pay her back for the 
years of humiliation and rejection.
Finally he released the pressure and stepped back.
"I hope that you're a quick learner because you're going to be in a lot more 
pain next time you try something like that slave."
He was tempted to reach down and play with her pussy but decided that could 
wait another half hour.
Because now he really wanted to get on with her punishment, really wanted to 
push her so far that she willingly do anything that he demanded.
Behind her, in a box against the wall was his collection of whips. He'd been 
gathering them for a while now but this was the first time he'd be using 
them on a body and not just pretending with pillows and things. The first 
one he had decided to use was a simple riding crop which he swished through 
the air as he moved back to stand behind her. He checked the punishment book 
and quickly marked down how many strokes each item would receive. Single 
strokes for speaking without permission, not calling him master and not 
staying in position. She'd broken each of those rules twice so that meant 
six strokes on her bum.
As he lined up for the first stroke he almost forgot about what he was 
planning as he became transfixed by the sight of her perfect arse. Her legs 
and back were tanned but her arse was white and he decided he preferred her 
like that. It made her arse cheeks stand out so beautifully. There were 
these twin globes, like bubbles that seemed to be begging to be grabbed, to 
have his fingers sink into them. Begging to have his cock ram between them 
as he would do eventually. But first the punishment.
"You're getting one stroke for each of the following slave. You spoke 
without permission two times, moved from your ready position without 
permission two times and there were two time when you didn't show me proper 
respect and address me as your master. You have been a very bad slave and so 
I have to punish you!"
She had no idea what he was talking about and was turning her head to where 
his voice was coming from when her bum erupted with pain. She screamed into 
her gag, trying to pull away as fresh slices of pain rained down on her 
behind.
As each stroke landed, her body jerked, straining against her bonds and a 
white stripe would appear where the crop landed which almost immediately 
turned red as the blood rushed to the surface.
Although he was pretty sure from the way she was jerking around and groaning 
that it was hurting her, he wasn't really hitting very hard. He didn't want 
to cause any serious damage, certainly didn't want to risk cutting her. Not 
that it wasn't tempting to really lay into her! Instead though he 
concentrated on finding a different part of her bum for each stroke. The 
first one was straight across her bum, then one on each arse cheek. Next he 
brought the crop down in an overhead swing across the top of her bum then 
reversed, bringing it up from under, catching her in the crease between her 
bum and the tops of her thighs. The way she leapt in the air, this one must 
have really hurt. Finally he stood directly behind her and struck so that 
just the flap on the end of the crop swiped across each cheek.
It took a while before Janet registered that he'd stopped hitting her. Her 
arse was still on fire, but the sudden stabs of pain that happened each time 
he hit her had stopped. She tried to control her sobbing, praying that he 
wouldn't hit her any more, afraid that she'd go crazy with the pain if he 
did.
But he was only finished with the crop, not with the punishment. That had a 
long way to go and now he was going to try a small whip that was called the 
tenderiser. It had a handle that was about twelve inches long and then there 
were 20 thin strips of soft leather, each about eighteen inches long. This 
time his target was her tits and he wasn't going to warn her so he was as 
quiet as possible as he positioned himself in front of her. Holding the whip 
out to the side, he lined it up with her left tit mound and swung but at the 
last moment he brought his arm down and lashed her stomach instead.
Again she screamed, the sound muffled in her throat as her stomach exploded 
in strips of red hot pain. It was worse then the pain in her arse, it felt 
like her stomach was being burnt. As she hopelessly tried to break free it 
kept raining down on her from one side to the other, two, three, four, five, 
six strokes before it stopped.
While he whipped her he tried to work out why he hadn't whipped her boobs as 
he'd planned. After all he'd fantasised about whipping her tits for long 
enough. Finally he realised he'd been scared that he'd damage them and the 
thought of really damaging her gorgeous tits was too much. But as he whipped 
her stomach he could see that the whip wasn't going to scar her, certainly 
not if he didn't use too much force.
"That's six strokes for refusing to suck my cock slave. Next time you'd 
better be willing to prove what a good cock sucker you are or I'll whip you 
a hundred times. Now what else do I have to punish you for?"
Pulling out the punishment book, he held it up to her head and rustled the 
pages so she'd think he was looking through it.
"Oh yes, here it is, you seemed to think that I shouldn't see your big tits. 
I've got one, two... four offences listed here. I reckon two strokes each. 
Total of eight lashes on your tits I think. Now this one I'm told will 
really hurt!"
She couldn't believe that he was going to do it. She begged and begged him 
not to but all that came out were muffled grunts. This nightmare just kept 
getting worse and worse. And then the pain started again.
Once more he lined up her left tit and this time he connected. The strands 
of the whip looked like they were caressing her tit as they struck, pushing 
it towards its twin with the force of the blow before it wobbled back. After 
the first lash he had to pause, catching his breath from the excitement, 
tensing his groin to stop from coming as he watched the red stripes starting 
to come out on her beautiful tit. Six time he lashed her tits alternating 
sides before he stepped back half a pace to line up the last two strokes.
These lashes barely touched her, flicking over her tits, but they ripped at 
her nipples, sending barbed pain deep into her tits.
"Okay one more punishment to go before we get to your daily punishment for 
being a cheat. The way I'm going to work your cheating punishment is that 
I'll just repeat all the other punishments for the day.
So let's see, that means six plus twelve plus four plus two... twenty two 
more lashes. And of course the next two that you're going to get for trying 
to hide your cunt from me. And guess where I'm going to have to whip you for 
that slave!"
Through the daze of pain and shock she heard him but didn't comprehend what 
he meant till the pain hit her again. Twice he brought the whip up between 
her spread legs, lashing the tops of her thighs and digging it into her 
tender cunt flesh. As each lash struck home she jerked crazily against her 
bonds hopelessly trying to escape. The strands of the whip curled through 
her pussy, spreading the lips apart, reaching back to sting her arse hole. 
As she silently screamed she felt as though her life must be over, unable to 
even think how she'd be able to live through another twenty two lashes. She 
was sure that her flesh must be ripped, bleeding by now as her whole body 
ached from the punishment.
Although he'd been planning to match her punishment for cheating against all 
the other punishments he gave her, as he looked at her beautiful body, now 
laced with red stripes he started to worry that another 20 lashes might be 
too much. He knew he'd enjoy doing it, but there was no way he wanted to 
risk scarring her or anything like that. But he'd said he was going to keep 
whipping her and he knew instinctively that to keep the upper hand he 
couldn't back down. Then he thought of how he could do a trade. Reduce the 
whipping if she was willing to humiliate herself which would work out even 
better, would be even more of a turn on if she did what he had in mind. 
Stepping up to her he grasped her jaw.
"Now the idea of the punishment is to help you learn how a slave should act. 
Do you think you've learnt that?"
She desperately nodded her head, trying to say yes, wanting him to know that 
she'd do anything he asked if he stopped hurting her.
"Good. At least I think that was a yes. It's a bit hard to hear you properly 
with the gag in your mouth.
And you won't try to hide your tits from me will you? Good. Or your cunt? 
Excellent. What about sucking my cock? Are you ready to prove that you're a 
cocksucker? Good. Then I guess that it's time to get on with the rest of 
your punishment."
He let go of her jaw and walked around her, letting the tension grow knowing 
she was waiting fearfully for the whipping to continue.
"Tell you what, I'm willing to reduce the next punishment to let's say four 
lashes if you really prove to me that you're learning to be a good slave. 
What I'll do is give you ten minutes to think about this. At the end of ten 
minutes I'll take the gag out and when I do that I'll expect you to thank me 
for taking my time to whip a worthless slave like you. To tell me how much 
you want to suck my cock, to swallow my cum. Like in that video Going Down 
on the Titanic. Remember the one? You wrote about watching it in your diary, 
didn't you?"
She'd been so worried about the cheating that she'd forgotten about the 
other things in her diary. And the video wasn't all she realised, her 
despair growing even more. She'd also written in her diary about 
masturbating and the fantasies she used when she masturbated.
"Then you'll beg me to whip you four more times for cheating. Anywhere I 
want, your cunt, your tits, your arse, anywhere. And after I've done that 
you'll thank me because you deserve to be whipped.
Okay, you have ten minutes to make up your mind. And from now on I expect 
you to talk dirty, real dirty. Like a slut, the sluttiest that you can 
imagine, slave. Oh, and by the way, if you agree to this but don't do it 
properly, I'll have to tie you back up and whip you till I'm too exhausted 
to continue."
Four more lashes, that's all she'd have to put up with. In her mind, there 
was no question about what she'd do. She'd talk as dirty as she could, say 
anything he wanted her to say to avoid the pain of the whipping he'd just 
given her. As she waited she tried to remember what she had to do and even 
rehearsed in her mind what to say to keep him happy.
Meanwhile he'd gone to find his father's digital camera. It was top of the 
range equipment and he soon had twenty explicit snaps of Janet. He was 
careful not to get anything in the photos that might give away where they 
were taken because he wanted to post them on the internet. With these photos 
and the ones he'd be able to take in the days ahead, he reckoned he'd 
quickly become a legend of the newgroups.
Finally he was ready. It had been more like fifteen minutes by the time he 
stood in front of her again.
"Okay slave, I'm going to take out your gag off now so you can tell me which 
it will be. Two choices.
Twenty two lashes or you start proving to me what a great sex slave you can 
be."
Moving behind her he unlocked the gag then, back in front of her again, he 
released the small valve, allowing the ball in her mouth to deflate so he 
could pull it out.
"Okay slave, what it's to be?"
At first she couldn't speak her mouth was so stiff and dry from the gag 
which she'd had in for almost an hour. She worked her jaw, taking big 
swallow till finally she could speak.
"I'll do what you want... master."
She almost forgotten to call him master and she tensed, half expecting him 
to hit her. But he didn't register that, all he heard was the amazing 
submissive tone in her voice. He'd done it, he'd turned her from an up 
herself bitch to a slave, willing to do whatever he wanted.
"Oh."
He hadn't hit her, he was holding her nipples again and she just managed to 
control her impulse to pull back at the unexpected touch. She waited for him 
to squeeze them, to continue torturing her but all he did was lightly rub 
his thumbs over the tips, sending a shiver through her body.
"You know what I want slave. Thank me."
"Yes master. Thank you for whipping me. For punishing me."
His insides did a somersault as he listened to her. Her voice had changed so 
much, the "fuck you"attitude was gone and it really sounded like she meant 
what she was saying. This was more than he'd ever believed possible, this 
was really like living the fantasy where she actually became his submissive 
sex slave. It was intoxicating and now that he knew he could do and say 
anything to her he wanted more.
"You're a worthless slave aren't you?"
"Yes master."
"No, say it, say you're a worthless slave."
There was no hesitation, she really wanted to please him, to keep him from 
hurting her anymore.
"I'm a worthless slave master."
"And you want me to let you suck my cock and swallow my come don't you 
slave?"
"Yes master."
He started squeezing her nipples again.
"Ahhh, hurts... please master, master, please let me suck you cock, let me 
swallow your come. Please let me suck you off, please master. Ahhhh. Oh, 
please I want to suck you, I really do. I really want to suck you cock, I 
want your come. Oh, oh, thank you, thank you master."
Reluctantly he let go of her nipples, secure though in the knowledge that he 
could play with them any time he wanted. He crouched down, staring at her 
cunt as he released her ankles from the cuffs. He really wanted to sink his 
fingers into her cunt. But he wanted her cunt to be wet, wet and hot, the 
first time and he couldn't see any wetness yet. So he decided to wait. Maybe 
she'd get wet when she sucked him he thought. If not, he'd just have to use 
the lubricant he'd bought.
She brought her legs together, relieved to at least be able to hide herself 
"down there" from him. She waited, hopefully, for him to release her hands 
but he wasn't finished with the whipping yet.
"Beg me to whip you again."
"Please whip me master."
"I hope you haven't forgotten what I said earlier. Where do you want me to 
whip you? Hey? Because if you don't ask me properly it won't be four lashes, 
I'll double it."
"No, no, I'm sorry. I want you to whip me everywhere. Please master, please 
whip me anywhere you want... my back, my bum, legs, stomach... my, my 
tits... my... my cunt..."
"That's better. After each lash I want you to thank me and tell me how many 
there are left."
He didn't wait for her to reply, lashing her across her stomach.
"Ahhhh... thank you master... three more."
He whipped her across her shoulders, the back of her thighs and finally 
across her heaving tits. Each time she cried out and each time she thanked 
him.
"Ahhhh... thank you master."
"Now I'll uncuff your hands. And I'll expect you to kneel down in your ready 
position."
When he released the cuffs she sank to the floor, kneeling as ordered, hands 
behind her while he fiddled at the back of her head, releasing the 
blindfold. As it came off she blinked at the light, momentarily blinded 
before she fearfully looked down at her body, expecting to see it bloody and 
bruised. Her relief when all she saw were the faded red splotches was so 
strong that she almost wanted to thank him.
Now he really was ready to come in her for the first time he thought as he 
sat on the couch a few feet from her.
"Crawl to me slave."
It just kept getting worse, more degrading, more humiliating but she knew 
she had no choice. If he told her to crawl then she'd have to crawl and so 
she did, her boobs hanging down, swaying as she crawled across the floor 
till her hands were at his feet.
"Ready position."
As she resumed the position, he lifted his right foot and rested it on the 
slope of her left tit.
"Take it off."
She hurriedly complied, glad to be able to lift the shoe off her breast as 
she unlaced it and put it on the floor.
"And the sock."
Once that was off he repeated the procedure with his left foot, first taking 
the time to scrape it over her tit.
"Take off my jeans slave, then my underpants, then start sucking!"
With shaking hands she reached up to his belt buckle and tugged it open. As 
she was doing that he was undoing his shirt buttons, tugging his shirt out 
of his jeans and pulling it off. The button on his jeans was next and then 
she was pulling down the zip, revealing his underpants and the hard pole 
hidden inside them. By now it was sitting upright, tenting his underpants 
which had a wet stain at the top from his pre-cum. She managed to avoid 
touching the bulge but she couldn't stop staring at it as she tugged at his 
jeans, trying to pull them down. He helped by lifting his bum and then they 
were off.
Forcing herself to keep going she took the waistband of his underpants in 
her hands and started tugging them down, her head now bowed, avoiding 
looking at his cock as she felt it spring free from his underpants. She 
dropped his underpants on the ground and taking a big breath lifted her head 
up. There it was, somehow even bigger than she'd thought it would be. It 
grew menacingly out of his blonde pubic hair, his ball sack at the base and 
then the long thick pole. It was fascinating and she knew that she had to 
start sucking now before she lost her nerve.
Her lips puckered as she leant closer and he felt their wet touch as she 
kissed his cock, pressing against his shaft, just under the head. Pulling 
back a fraction her tongue came out, pink and wet and he was sure his heart 
missed a dozen beats as she actually licked the shaft with the tip of her 
tongue. A shiver ran through his body and for one dangerous moment he though 
he was going to come then and there but he somehow held off.
She hesitated for a moment, absorbing the fact that it hadn't tasted 
revolting, well at least not yet. In the video, the girls did lots of 
kissing and licking before they took the guys things in their mouths but she 
knew that if she didn't actually take it in her mouth now she wouldn't be 
able to later and then he'd hurt her again. Lifting her head up over the top 
of his thing she opened her mouth as wide as she could and descended.
He was disappointed that she didn't keep licking his cock but he wasn't 
about to complain as she prepared to actually take his aching cock in her 
virgin mouth. This is it he thought as his cock was swallowed up by her 
mouth. Her lips brushed over his cockhead sending shivers though his body 
and then they were wrapped around the shaft.
It was better than anything he'd ever imagined he thought as he wrapped his 
hands through her hair, holding her by the ears and slowly starting to saw 
her mouth back and forward, fucking her face with his cock. His ultra 
sensitive cockhead was rubbing across the roof of her mouth, the underside 
was pushing over her tongue and her beautiful lips were massaging the shaft.
He'd only lasted a dozen strokes when his whole body started shaking and his 
balls tightened.
"Oh fuck, here it comes. Suck me, suck me, suck my come! Of fuck!"
Pulling her head down he erupted, pulse after glorious pulse of his come 
flooding her mouth. He was vaguely aware that she'd stopped sucking but that 
was unimportant. All he cared about was the overpowering sensation of his 
first orgasm with a girl. It was better than the best handjob, far better 
than anything he'd imagined. It had to be the ultimate sensation.
After the first couple of spurts he started working her face on his cock 
again, using her lips to massage the remaining come from his cock as the 
shudders of pure pleasure continued to rock his body with each spurt.
"Yes, yes, oh yes! Suck my cock! Suck all the come from my balls!"
She started sucking again and as she did the come that had collected in her 
mouth slid down her throat into her stomach. She shuddered as she realised 
what she'd done, actually swallowed come from his cock, from the same hole 
that he pissed out of. For a second she thought she would gag but she 
controlled herself and managed to keep sucking as more and more of the stuff 
spurted out. It tasted salty and sort of strong. But not awful like she'd 
been expecting. In fact the taste was sort of nice she thought as yet 
another load came out, this time escaping her mouth and rolling down her 
chin.
"Oh yeah, fucking shit! That looks so sexy. My come on your face!"
More come dribbled out the other side of her mouth as he continued pumping 
his cock in her face, till her chin was decorated with creamy white trails. 
Finally the spurts slowed and he stopped working his cock in her mouth, 
content to let her continue to suck on it as he stayed still, looking down, 
still fascinated at the sight of half his cock disappearing into her face, 
her lips extended out and her cheeks hollowed from the effort of her 
sucking. One last tremor shook his body and the final gob of come came out.
He wanted to tell her how good it was, that it was the absolute best, most 
pleasurable experience he'd ever had, but he didn't, figuring that this was 
only the beginning, that if he pushed her, it could only get better. By now 
his cock was starting to feel sensitive so he pulled her mouth off and then 
pulled her face into his groin, rubbing his wet cock along her cheek and 
nose, pushing into her left eye.
"Well I hope you can do better than that next time slave or I'll have to 
punish you. You're cocksucking technique needs a lot of work."
He stayed like that for a couple of minutes, moving her face against his 
cock, smearing the come that had dribbled onto her chin over her cheek. 
Slowly his breathing returned to normal and finally he pushed her head away, 
before he picked up her lead and reattached it to her collar. Her eyes were 
down, staring at the floor as he took in her face
"You know you look great like that, with my come all over your face. Suits 
you. Okay slave, back to my bedroom."
As he stood she started to rise but he put his hand on the top of her head.
"No, slave... you don't walk. You crawl like a dog. Come on, heel!"
Chapter 4: The Very First Time
There was no thought of refusing as he headed off. All her energy went into 
keeping up with him as she crawled on her hands and knees, following him to 
the door, although she did manage to wipe her face a couple of times, 
getting the worst of his come off her. At the door he let her through first 
so he could get a good look at her as she crawled along the hall and into 
his room. The best thing had to be the way her big tits swayed obscenely 
beneath her although the sight of her bum with her puckered arsehole seeming 
to wink up at him was a close second. Then they were back in his room and he 
was unclipping the leash.
"Get on the bed."
She didn't dare stand up. Instead she crawled onto the bed, not sure what to 
do, only sure that he was now going to finally rape her. She knelt on the 
bed, facing away from him, waiting for his next order.
He almost told her to lie down on her back so he could climb between her 
legs and finally fuck her but still he hesitated. Suddenly he remembered one 
of his favourite internet sex stories and he knew what he had to do first.
"Lie down on your stomach. Come on, do it."
She hesitated, scared that he was maybe going to hit her again, but then she 
did as ordered, her face on the pillow.
Joining her on the bed, he knelt alongside her shoulders, just staring at 
her. It came over him like a wave, how beautiful she was, and at the moment 
it was only her back he was looking at. Her face was turned away from him, 
her silky blonde hair spread across the pillow and her upper back. Then 
there was the outline of her ribcage, gently rising and falling with her 
breath, her narrow waist, the amazing smooth swell of her arse cheeks and 
finally her tightly clenched legs with the promise of what was between them. 
Reaching out with his right hand he let his fingertips brush lightly over 
her shoulders, moving her hair aside. Her skin felt soft, firm and electric 
as he started exploring every bump, every hollow, every inch of her back.
For the first few minutes she was tense, expecting him to hurt her again. 
Finally she started to relax and immediately wished she hadn't. Not because 
of anything new he did but because as she relaxed she couldn't stop enjoying 
his hands caressing and massaging her back. She'd had a couple of massages 
last year after she'd pulled a muscle in her back at cheerleading practice 
but they were nothing like this. His touch kept changing, sometimes digging 
into her muscles and then so light it almost tickled.
"Ohhh."
It took her a second to realise that it was her muffled moan as his hands 
brushed over her bum sending goosebumps all over her body.
Richard was as surprised as her when she moaned. First he thought it must 
have been because her bum was still sore from being whipped so he didn't 
linger on her bum, not yet, but moved down to her legs.
Turning his hands over he ran the backs of his nails down each leg, starting 
at the tops of her beautiful thighs, over her knees and down her slim calves 
before reversing his course, on the return sliding his fingers along the 
inside of her thighs. He kept going changing the pressure and direction as 
he caressed her legs, now trying to work out if she was actually getting 
turned on.
Playing with her like this was a huge turn on for him and it hadn't occurred 
to him that she might also get turned on. Sure in the sex stories he read 
the girl always got turned on but he hadn't thought that it would happen in 
real life, not after he'd whipped her. That was one of the reasons he's made 
sure he had plenty of lubricant, in case she was too dry when he actually 
fucked her.
Then, as he kept caressing her beautiful legs he realised she was moving, 
almost imperceptibly but moving all the same and her legs weren't clamped 
together as much, they'd parted fractionally.
She managed to stop herself moaning again but she couldn't stop the heat 
that was building up in her body nor could she stop herself from starting to 
squirm. And the most horrible thing was that she didn't want him to stop. In 
fact she wanted his hand to come up between her legs, to touch her there 
where the itch was becoming almost unbearable.
"Ohhhhh."
This time he knew the moan, which came when he leant over and kissed the 
perfect globe of her left arse cheek, wasn't from pain. He was kissing her 
arse! And her skin as so smooth against his lips, like silk.
Then he caught the scent, the same heavenly smell he'd found on his fingers 
after Sally Jaksa let him finger her at a party last year. Maybe it was 
happening he thought, maybe she was getting turned on.
He kept kissing her smooth arse, licking across it and taking it in his 
mouth and gently biting down. At the same time his hands continued caressing 
her legs, moving constantly. Slowly his head travelled lower, leaving a 
trail of kisses and licks along her smooth thighs as one hand moved up to 
her arse and started squeezing the resilient globes.
The next fifteen minutes were like a trance as he kissed and licked and 
caressed her arse and legs, his senses almost overpowered by the scent 
coming from her cunt. The squirming became increasingly obvious and each 
time his hands moved over the inside of her legs they parted further. 
Eventually he ran his hands from her ankles along the inside of her calves 
and right up the inside of her thighs applying the slightest pressure. As he 
did this her legs seemed to drift apart till he could clearly see the 
crinkled ring of her arse hole and the lips of her cunt. The outer cunt lips 
were parted allowing her amazing pink inner cunt lips to show. And they were 
wet, there was no double about that the way they glistened in the light. He 
reached down to touch her cunt, to finally slip a finger into her but just 
before touching her he stopped. Not yet. He wanted to see her face the first 
time he fingered her.
"Roll over."
At first he didn't think she was going to obey and he could feel his anger 
starting to rise but then she started moving, legs closing as she slowly 
turned over till she was once again completely exposed to him. Her eyes were 
shut, arms against her side, hands clenched and legs together as she lay on 
her back looking breathtakingly beautiful. Reaching up he carefully moved 
the pillow away so she was completely flat and then he kissed her, letting 
his lips brush against hers to start with.
She wasn't expecting the kiss, not on her lips at least and she didn't know 
how to respond. It was stupid, but even after what he'd already done and 
what she knew he was going to do to her, to kiss him seem so personal, so 
intimate and so like giving in to him that she did nothing, even when his 
tongue pushed through her lips and brushed her clenched teeth. Then his lips 
were gone.
Not wanting to break the mood he kept his voice low, almost a whisper.
"When I kiss you, kiss me back slave or I'll punish you again."
This time as his lips brushed hers, her tongue came out and pushed into his 
mouth. For the next five minutes only their lips touched as they explored 
each other's mouths. He actually forgot about the rest of her he was so 
engrossed in this first real kiss. Finally though he started caressing her 
again, starting with her face and slowly working his way down, exploring 
every inch of her body.
For Janet, the most humiliating thing was that she couldn't stop herself 
from responding, from getting turned on. She kept telling her self that he 
was forcing her, but she couldn't stop the voice inside that kept saying if 
she was really a good girl then she wouldn't be getting turned on. And not 
just by the kiss. The gentle way he was touching her body was exciting her, 
leaving little tingling trails all over her. Finally he stopped kissing her 
and she thought that she might be able to control herself again.
"Ahhhh."
Her eyes sprang open as the most amazing, exciting, shivering sensation 
rippled over her left breast. His mouth was covering her nipple, sucking it 
while his tongue licked around it and flicked over the top.
For a second their eyes locked and he smiled at her. Then he moved to her 
other nipple as she turned her head away in shame. He knew. Knew that she 
was getting turned on, knew what a slut she really was.
Power. He had power over her body... no this was really power over her mind 
if he could turn her on after making her agree to be his slave and even 
whipping her. And it wasn't her body anymore anyway, it was his now and he 
could do whatever he wanted with it. Lifting his mouth from her nipple he 
looked down at her tits. For years he'd been dreaming of them, desperately 
trying to get a look at them, wanting to know what they felt like and tasted 
like and now he could do anything he wanted with them.
Somehow he knew that the time would come when he'd need to punish them again 
but for now all he could do was worship them, two perfect globes capped by 
the most amazing nipples.
Reaching out he started caressing the base of her tits with his finger with 
an almost feathery touch, running slow circles around them, slowly spiraling 
up. Just before he got to the nipples he went down again, increasing the 
pressure. Time after time he did it sort of teasing himself, watching in awe 
as her nipples grew redder and even bigger. Eventually he couldn't hold back 
any longer and his fingers circled around her nipples which were still 
slippery from his saliva.
"Ahhhh."
It had become torture waiting for him to reach her nipples again and when he 
did the rush of pleasure was so strong she couldn't stop the gasp or the 
subsequent whimper as he took each nipple between his thumb and finger and 
started gently twisting them.
Richard was in heaven, her nipples had to be amongst the most amazing things 
he'd ever known.
Longer and thicker than he'd ever imagined they'd be, they were like little 
round rubbers. And her boobs were so beyond description that he knew he'd be 
able to play with them for hours. Leaving one nipple he grasped her left tit 
and carefully squeezed it and then started pushing it around on her chest.
They felt so silky soft, yet they were firm as his fingers sank into her tit 
flesh. Incredible, and he could do this as much as he wanted, she didn't 
dare try to stop him.
For the next fifteen minutes he worshipped her tits but eventually it was 
time to move on, not because he was bored with her tits but because the lure 
of her lower half was becoming overwhelming. His hands started caressing her 
stomach, dipping down till his fingers brushed over the slight swell of her 
pubic mound. Stopping at her belly button he licked into it, pushing his 
tongue down, imagining he was fucking it. Then his fingers were tangling in 
her pubic hair and he lifted his head up because he really needed to watch 
this.
He was so glad she wasn't hairy like so many of the photos he'd seen on the 
net. It was sort of thin and wispy, and felt really silky. There was a 
little tuft of hair in a triangular shape just above where her slit started 
and then just a few strands going down alongside her slit which meant that 
her cunt lips were clearly visible.
Janet just managed to stifle a moan as he started playing with her pubic 
hair. His fingers were combing through her hair, rubbing against her pubic 
pad and sending shivers directly to her clit. Sometimes she did this to 
herself to tease herself before she started playing with her clitoris when 
she masturbated.
Normally she'd only do it for a few seconds before giving in and 
masturbating properly. Now she had to allow him to do this to her for as 
long as he liked and she had to try to make sure he didn't realise how 
exciting it was.
Again he held back from his ultimate goal, bypassing her pussy as he now 
started running his fingers up and down her smooth thighs. The best response 
came when he brushed his nails along the inside of her thighs so he 
concentrated his efforts there. She started to squirm again and her legs 
seemed to inch apart so he could see even more of her inner cunt lips. They 
really glistened now, inviting him, but still he waited, moving his focus to 
her calves and eventually down to her feet.
Repositioning himself at the foot of the bed as he played with her toes and 
small feet, he looked up her body. Long legs, the pink of her cunt lips just 
visible, her almost concave stomach, incredible tits with their even more 
incredible nipples and her beautiful face and golden hair. He was in heaven. 
Well almost heaven, he thought. Heaven would be when he was inside her!
Slowly he applied pressure to her feet, inching them apart, working his way 
backup her body, but this time he was between her legs, getting ready to 
finally fuck her. Moving his hands up the inside of her calves he kept 
spreading her legs apart as he pushed her feet up the bed. Her knees started 
to rise in the air and her cunt sort of opening out to his gaze. Further and 
further he pushed till her feet were almost touching her bum and then he 
started moving her legs sideways, spreading her completely open.
There was the slightly puffy outer mound, and then the very wet inner lips 
with her cunthole sort of winking at him. Above was the folds of skin where 
he knew her clit must be and below was the reddish brown pucker of her 
arsehole. With his hands still on her calves he gently he spread her legs 
even further apart till he had legs in a straight line at right angles to 
her body. Satisified for now with her new position he trailed his fingers up 
and down the inside of her thighs, each time getting closer to her cunt.
Finally his fingers were at her groin, half an inch from her slit as he 
breathed in, inhaling the heady aroma of her cunt. The scent had built up 
and now it was almost overpowering, the sexiest smell he'd ever known. He 
moved the index finger of his right hand till it hovered over her cunt hole.
By now Janet was practically going crazy. Her body felt like it was on fire 
and she couldn't stop the constant movement as he teased her. She didn't 
know if she'd ever been so turned on in her life and she hated it. It was so 
humiliating that he could make her feel so excited. When he finally touched 
her pussy it was like an electric shock and her eyes sprang open.
"Ohhh."
When she gasped he looked up at her and their eyes locked just as he slid 
his finger into her. Her eyes went wide and another moan escaped her lips 
involuntarily as he started slowly finger fucking her.
Closing her eyes she turned her head away trying unsuccessfully to ignore 
what he was doing.
It was better than he could have hoped. It was the most incredible thing to 
actually watch as his finger slid in and out of her cunt, her cunt juice 
starting to coat it. Then he hit a barrier. He was confused for a second 
before he realised what it was. Her hymen! This was what he was going to be 
fucking through real soon, taking her virginity!
He continued for a few minutes, lost in the magic and then he added a second 
finger and started twisting them around as he fingered her. At the same time 
he started running the fingers of his other hand through the folds of her 
cunt, till they were coated in her juice. Eventually he ran a nail across 
her puckered arsehole smearing it with her cunt juice. He'd read lots of 
stories about arse fucking but until now hadn't really thought he'd want to 
do it like that. But as he scratched his nail around the outside rim of her 
arsehole he realised that he'd definitely be fucking her there. Probably 
today if his cock was up to it.
"Ohhhh. Uhhh."
He'd pushed the tip of his finger into her arse. She couldn't believe he'd 
do such a thing, it was so disgusting. But it didn't stop her excitement. If 
anything it made things worse as he started fingering both her holes. And 
then she felt his thumb brush over her clitoris and she knew that if he kept 
doing this she wouldn't be able to stop herself from coming.
He watched in awe as her body came alive. And as she squirmed on the bed she 
started quietly whimpering. This must be it he thought, she musts really be 
getting turned on, maybe even be going to have an orgasm. That would be the 
ultimate if he was able to make her come so he kept fingering her arsehole 
and cunt.
"Ahhhh."
He'd rubbed the thumb of his other hand across the fleshy sheaf where he 
knew her clit was. When he did it she jerked, crying out and he thought 
she'd even said yes. He started to focus in on her clitoris now, exposing it 
from inside its hood as he rubbed his thumb over it. It was amazing, seeing 
his first clit for real, not just looking at pictures. It really did look 
like a mini cock just as he'd seen it described. It was smooth, a light pink 
colour and felt hard to his touch, sort of like his cockhead.
As much as she fought against it she couldn't stop the tingling from growing 
and her hips started rolling as she responded to his continued manipulation. 
Then just as she thought she might have it under control, might be able to 
hold off her orgasm he started pressing down on her clit, rubbing it even 
harder. It all happened so quickly she wasn't really conscious of what she 
did as the orgasm broke over her.
Richard however was very conscious of what she did. Her legs closed in, 
gripping against his body as her hands came up and she grabbed her own tits, 
her thumbs rubbing her nipples. Then, as her body started jerking and a 
series of half stifled cries came out, he practically froze, totally 
captivated by the first real live sight of a girl coming.
"Ohh... yeah... yeah... ohhhh, shit."
Her rocking lasted about twenty seconds as she lost herself in her orgasm 
before she collapsed, her legs falling back down on the bed and her hands 
dropping away from her tits.
Now nothing could stop him fucking her. Not after making her come which had 
to be the single most sexy thing he had ever seen, read, imagined or 
anything else in the world! Moving up the bed between her legs he positioned 
himself over her, supporting himself on his elbows, his hands reaching up to 
once again hold her tits, his throbbing cockhead brushing against her silky 
cunt hair, sending shivers through him.
"Okay, now it's my turn. Beg me to fuck you. Come on, beg me to fuck you, 
slave."
Her chest was still heaving as she came down from her orgasm and she was 
having trouble focusing as her eyes slowly opened to find him above her. 
Then the shame really hit her, the shame of having come like a slut as he 
fingered her. Slut! That's all she was, acting like this, not even able to 
control her own body, not able to stop Richard from making her come. This 
had to be the most humiliating thing in her life, not only coming like that 
but not even being able to stop herself grabbing her tits.
All he saw in her eyes was the smouldering afterglow from her come as his 
mouth came down and he kissed her. Opening her mouth she didn't dare not 
kiss him back.
"I said beg me to fuck you or I'll have to punish you slave."
She felt his hands gripping her tits that only moments before she'd been 
holding in the throws of her orgasm. His fingers were starting to dig into 
her tits and the fear of punishment swept through her. She said the only 
thing she could.
"Please fuck me master."
"Yeah, that's the way. Oh, that feels fucking great."
So far it was only his cockhead, angling down into her mound, pushing at her 
cunt lips.
"Put your hands down. Come on, hurry up. Put your hands down and open it up 
for me slave."
A tear trickled down her cheek as she reached between their bodies and she 
spread her inner lips apart with her fingers. He shivered as her fingers 
brushed his cockhead and he settled it against the entrance to her cunt. 
Applying pressure he sighed as his cockhead opened her hole and he finally 
slipped inside her.
"Uhh." It took every bit of her strength to stop from pushing him away, to 
keep him from raping her.
"Oh fuck yeah. Finally. My fucking cock's inside you. Fucking shit! And now 
you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to fuck you're hot cunt, slave. 
Fuck you till I fill you're cunt with my come."
Pushing again, his cock started edging further into her cunt until he came 
up against her hymen.
"Oh shit, I can feel it. Virgin cunt. But not for long."
Just as he was about to plunge forward he had an idea that would make taking 
her cherry even better.
"Put your hands on my arse now. Come on."
Tentatively she rested her hands on his bum, glad that at least she was no 
longer having to hold her pussy lips apart. As he felt her small hands rest 
on his arse cheeks, he lent down and kissed her, his tongue probing her 
mouth. She knew better than to resist and she kissed him back, waiting 
fearfully for the moment when he'd break her hymen. But he still wasn't 
ready. Eventually he broke the kiss and lifted his head up.
"Now what's going to happen is that you're going to pull down, trying to 
pull my cock into your cunt and I'm going to resist. For a while that is. So 
come on, pull. Harder. Come on slave, do what you're told to or you'll be in 
so much fucking trouble. Oh yeah, that's better."
It was a macabre game as he pulled back till his cockhead all but slipped 
out of her cunt and then let her pull him back in, each time stopping as his 
cock hit her barrier. But as good as this was feeling he now wanted to feel 
the complete thing.
"Oh yeah, fuck that feels good. Come on slave, try harder or I'll fucking 
punish you."
So she pulled harder, her fingers digging into his bum, trying to pull him 
to her. He pulled back on last time and then let go.
"Ahhhhhh... ahhhhh."
"Ohh, fuck yes."
He'd slammed through her cherry, tearing it apart and ploughed all the way 
to the bottom of her virgin cunt, his pubic bone colliding with hers. It was 
so tight. So hot and wet and tight, like nothing he'd ever felt, better than 
anything he'd ever imagined. Ever square inch of his cock was wrapped up in 
her velvet pussy and he never wanted to leave it.
Except that he knew that if he left it for a few second's and then returned 
he'd probably like that even more than staying buried inside her. Slowly he 
pulled back, savouring the exquisite feel of her cunt walls massaging his 
cock till only his cockhead was left inside her.
"Ahhhhh... hurts... no."
He didn't give a shit how much it hurt her, she'd had her pleasure. Now it 
was time for him to really start enjoying her. Letting go, he slid back into 
her, liking that she moaned, obviously still in pain.
"Ahhh."
"Oh fuck. That's so fucking good. Un-fucking-believable."
Then he set up a steady fucking motion, savouring every moment of this most 
amazing sensation. For the first few strokes she continued to moan but then 
the moaning stopped and the only real sound was his grunting as he tried to 
hold back, wanting the sensations pounding through his swollen cock to last 
forever. Dropping down onto her he moved his hands off her tits so he could 
feel the cushion of her boobs and the hard peaks of her nipples drilling 
into his chest. Burying his face in her hair, he kissed and sucked on her 
neck and shoulders, all his focus now on the beautiful tension building 
inexorably in his cock and balls.
Once the initial pain passed Janet started to feel her body betraying her 
once again. The feeling of him inside her was awful because he was raping 
her but it was also probably the greatest most fulfilling feeling she'd ever 
had. It felt right to be filled like this, as if a part of her that was 
missing was now in place. And every few strokes, as his pelvis pressed 
against hers a spark of excitement would come from her clitoris.
This time however Richard had no interest in her orgasm. In fact he had no 
idea that she was starting to build towards a second orgasm. His focus was 
totally on his cock and after one last clenching to hold it back, the dam 
burst.
"Ahhhhhh, fuck! Coming! Ohhhh fucking shit!"
He plunged back into her and lay there buried to the hilt as he felt his 
come pulsing down his cock and spurt into her. With each new glorious pulse, 
he jabbed harder, as though he was trying to disappear into her cunt.
"Oh yes, coming. Fucking coming! Shit, feels good. Fucking you! Ahhhh! Oh 
fuck yeah!"
Each hot spurt, each jab pushed her closer, but not close enough. She could 
feel him slowing and she knew that she wouldn't get to come again. Finally 
he stopped moving in her and collapsed on top of her, his arms wrapping 
under her shoulders, his face buried in the pillow, cheek against hers. She 
wasn't used to getting so close to coming and not going all the way. Every 
instinct said to keep moving, keep trying to rub her clitoris against him 
till she came but of course she didn't, she lay there holding herself as 
tightly as she could, focusing instead on the humiliating fact that she was 
no longer a virgin, that she'd just been raped.
It felt so good, lying on top of her, her nipples against his chest, the 
feel of their slightly sweaty skin against each other, her arms around his 
back, her legs wrapped around his and especially the feel of her hot, wet, 
cunt tightly grasping his still hard cock. This was heaven, this was where 
he was going to be every opportunity he got from now on.
Turning his head slightly his lips discovered her earlobe and his started 
kissing and licking her ear as he whispered to her.
"That was incredible. Oh yeah. We're going to be doing a lot more of this 
slave. A lot more fucking."
Pushing up from the bed he raised himself up so he could look down to where 
his cock was still embedded in her tight cunt, their pubic hair meshed 
together. Slowly he started pulling back, watching in awe as his cock slid 
from inside her. It was shiny, wet with their combined juice. There were 
creamy clumps of come at the base of his cock and on his balls and streaks 
of it along his shaft. It seemed darker than he'd expected and then he saw a 
red streak at the top of his shaft. It was her blood. Her virgin blood on 
his cock, mixed in with his come! Totally amazing.
As he pulled back, her legs unwrapped from him and fell back to the bed. It 
felt weird to have him pulling out, almost like she was being emptied and 
then there was a sort of popping noise as the head of his cock slipped out. 
All over she thought. Maybe now he leave her alone although she somehow 
doubted it.
Richard had no intention of leaving her alone and as he watched his come and 
blood coated cock bounce free from her cunt he knew exactly what he wanted 
next. Climbing from between her legs he planted his knees on either side of 
her hips, kneeling over her as he moved his hands over her stomach to her 
tits.
He took a few seconds to squeeze her tits, his thumb rubbing over her 
nipples which from the way she moaned, she seemed to like.
"Ohh."
Her eyes still had that sort of smokey look and her lips were slightly 
parted, her pearly white teeth just showing. As he kept tweaking her nipples 
a shudder went through her body and he saw her clenching her hands on the 
bed. Bending down he kissed her again and her tongue came straight out and 
into his mouth, pushing against his tongue as her hands came up and held his 
shoulders. Finally he broke the kiss and stopped playing with her tits as he 
sat up again staring at her naked body. There were so many things he wanted 
to do to her, ways of fucking her, fucking his cock between her big tits, 
covering her face with come, fucking his cock into her mouth till he could 
deep throat her. The list seemed endless.
And next on his list was something he always found disgustingly exciting 
when he read it in stories that he wasn't sure how to even tell her to do 
it.
"Umm... I want you to, um, clean my cock now."
She was so close to coming it was almost painful so she didn't really 
understand what he was saying.
"What?"
Although he realised she hadn't called him master, he was actually so 
nervous about asking her this he didn't say anything. His focus was totally 
on getting her to lick his cock clean. Reaching down with one hand he 
slipped it behind her neck and started pulling her up into a sitting 
position.
"I, um, I want you to clean my cock. Lick it clean. Lick the come off my 
cock and balls. Yeah."
Her mouth was almost against his cock and there was a beautiful moment when 
he saw in her eyes her disgust as she understood what she had to do. Then 
her head was gone from his grasp.
"No. No way. I can't. Oh god no, please."
He stared at her as she cringed back into the bed, not really believing that 
she was actually saying no to him.
"Come on slave. Clean my cock. Come on!"
"No, please, I can't. It's, it's... I'll be sick, please don't."
"What'd you mean you can't? Shit, you're my slave remember. You have to do 
everything I tell you."
She didn't know why after everything else she couldn't do this but she just 
knew she'd throw up if she had to lick all that stuff from his cock.
"Please, please I can't do it."
"You'd better fucking do it. I'm warning you. Come on, lick my fucking 
cock!"
"No, please don't make me, please. I can't."
His anger was starting up again and he hadn't missed the fact that she still 
wasn't calling him master.
"Fuck you. You know I think I might just have to punish you slave. And you 
didn't call me master!
You're being a very bad slave girl."
Climbing off her he stepped from the bed and stood at the foot, really 
pissed off at her for spoiling the moment. She was going to really regret 
it, and just maybe she'd really learn not to disobey him.
"Stand up. Come on, off the bed."
The fear in her eyes was obvious as she clambered off the bed and stood 
alongside it, head bowed, legs held tightly together and hands clasped in 
front of her, covering her pussy.
"Over here, come on, stand here slave. Put you hands behind your head. Clasp 
them together like this."
She shuffled over to her and reluctantly uncovered her pussy, putting her 
hand behind her head like he wanted. As she stood in front of him, hands 
behind her head, staring down, she started trembling, knowing he was 
probably going to hurt her. But she couldn't do it. When she'd seen the 
blood, her blood, on him she just couldn't do it.
Stepping closer till there was less than a foot separating them he held her 
face with his left hand, tilting her head up forcing her to look at him.
"You know, I thought this was starting to work. I thought you were starting 
to get it, to understand that if I told you to do something, then you just 
did it. No questions, no fucking bullshit. But I guess not. I guess that 
you're just stupid! So what do you think would be a good punishment for a 
stupid cunt like you? Huh?"
Stupid cunt. He liked that, calling her names. Made his cock even harder he 
realised as he brushed his thumb over her lips, pushing them apart, 
distorting them. Then it occurred to him that he could call her anything he 
wanted to. Awesome!
"Let's see, should it be your cocksucking mouth because you refused to wrap 
those sexy cocksucking lips around my cock."
Then his other hand was rubbing over her stomach.
"No, no, it should be your stomach because you didn't want my come and your 
virgin cunt juice and blood in there did you, you fucking slut."
He was going to whip her stomach again! She could feel the tears welling up.
"Ohhhhhh..."
While she was staring fearfully up into his eyes, he'd pulled his right hand 
back and then drove it forward, punching her in the stomach. He'd never 
punched anyone before so he had no idea what to expect. His fist seemed to 
sink into her stomach, her mouth and eyes opened wide, and she gasped as she 
doubled over falling to the floor moaning. Incredible!
Stars danced in front of her eyes and she thought she was going to faint as 
the pain exploded in her stomach. Clutching her stomach she just managed to 
stop herself from throwing up as she writhed on the floor, gasping in agony.
For a while he thought he'd maybe seriously hurt her but eventually she 
stopped rolling about and seemed to calm down except for her whimpering. 
Crouching down and tangling a hand in her hair, he lifted her face, turning 
her to look at him.
"I bet you wished you'd obeyed me now bitch! Well!"
He pulled her head back, straining her neck.
"Yes master. Please no more, I'm sorry. I'll do it. Please master, please 
don't hurt me!"
Keeping hold of her hair he pulled up, forcing her to stand again.
"Come on, stand up. Come on cunt! Get up. Hands behind your head. Do it you 
stupid little cunt.
Now remember what I said earlier that every punishment would be repeated to 
make sure you're properly punished you for cheating."
He waited till the recognition showed in her eyes and then he punched her in 
the stomach a second time, letting go of her hair so she fell back to the 
floor, curling up into a ball, moaning as she clutched her stomach. This 
time the feel was different as she'd half prepared herself, tightening her 
stomach muscles just before he connected and his fist didn't sink in as 
much. But it was just as satisfying, just as gratifying to be able to punish 
her like this.
She'd fallen to the floor at the foot of the bed and he sat down on the bed, 
bringing his right foot up to rest on her thigh.
"The choice seems pretty easy to me bitch. Pain for you or pleasure for me."
Moving his foot along her thigh and calf he used it to pull her over so her 
legs fell open. There was no attempt to resist him as he used his foot to 
spread her legs apart before rubbing his toes through her come filled cunt 
slit. If anything however her willingness to let him do whatever he wanted 
with her body only increased his desire to hurt her, to punish her.
"The stupid thing is that eventually you're going to do it like the slut you 
are. Unless you want me to keep punching you. Hey, maybe you like the pain."
"Ahhhhhh!"
He'd jabbed his toe into her cunt, twisting it around, digging in to her 
soft cunt flesh.
"Well? Do you like the pain bitch?"
Grabbing his ankle she tried to push him away but he was way too strong for 
her.
"No, no, please don't, please don't hurt me Ric... I mean Master. I'll do 
it, I said I'd do it. I'll do anything you want, please master. It hurts, 
please master."
Easing the pressure off but keeping his toe inside her he waited till she 
looked up at him.
"Take you hands away from my fucking foot cunt."
"Oh, yes master, I'm sorry master."
"I think your contract needs another clause. I will never try to stop my 
master no matter what he does to me. Say it slave."
"I will never try to stop my master whatever he does."
"Close enough. Okay, now listen carefully because this is a very important 
sex slave rule. After I fuck you, you'll always clean my cock, always lick 
your cunt juice and my come from my cock because you're a slut and you love 
my cock."
"Yes master."
Sitting back on the bed he eased his foot from between her legs.
"Good slave. Ready position."
For a moment she hesitated, not understanding what he wanted then she was 
scrambling to her knees, hands behind her back, head bowed as she knelt at 
his feet.
"Would you like to clean my cock slave."
"Yes master."
"Okay. And only your mouth. Keep you hands behind your back... I want to see 
your tongue licking every drop of come from my cock and balls. Now!"
Raising her head she was confronted by his cock and balls only eighteen 
inches from her face. Whereas before they'd looked disgusting with their 
slimy covering of their combined juice, now she was only conscious of the 
need to stop him hurting her. She no longer cared what he wanted her to lick 
no matter how disgusting it was. Most of the come was gathered at the base 
of his cock in his pubic hair and on his balls. There was however a trail of 
come that ran from just under his cockhead almost to the base. It was a 
creamy colour with a streak of red in it. Her blood, her virgin blood.
Leaning forward she tilted her head to the side, tongue out as far as she 
could till she made contact with his cock and then she licked up, gathering 
the string of come on her tongue.
"Oh fuck yeah, lick it up cunt. Clean my fucking cock. Now swallow it. Oh 
shit, that's the way slut."
It felt amazing and looked so disgustingly beautiful as he watched her 
tongue licking up the underside of his still hard cock, the come pooling on 
her tongue before she took it into her mouth and swallowed. As soon as she'd 
swallowed her tongue came out again licking around the side and up to the 
top. There were a couple of small smears of come on his cockhead and she 
swiped her tongue over them, leaving it shiny with her saliva.
Reaching out he took her head in his hands so he could guide her. 
Positioning her mouth above his cock he pulled her down sliding his cock 
into her mouth till more than half his cock had disappeared into her face 
and his cockhead hit the back of her mouth. Then he started a slow fucking 
motion, pumping her head on his cock as her tongue licked everywhere she 
could reach.
"That's it slave, keep that tongue going. Lick my cock clean, swallow it all 
cunt."
As he continued to fuck her face onto his cock she started to register the 
taste of their combined come juice. It wasn't as bad as she'd thought it 
would be, in fact it tasted alright, sort of sweet but tangy.
She'd been worried that she throw up from the taste and that he'd punish her 
for being sick but it would probably be okay.
Then there was the smell, the strong heady aroma of her juice mixed with 
his. One of the things she'd quickly come to love was the scent of her own 
juice and often, when she masturbated she'd bring her fingers up to her nose 
to inhale the sweet scent. It had always made her even more excited and now 
she was finding their combined scent even sexier.
Pulling her head off his cock he pushed her down till her mouth was buried 
in his pubic hair and she started sucking their combined juice from his 
hair. Letting go of her head he lent back on his hands, watching her 
slavishly licking every inch of his pubes clean and then she moved down to 
his balls without him having to tell her.
"Oh yeah! Good slut, lick my balls clean too. That's the way. Don't miss any 
come or you'll be real sorry slut. Oh fuck, that's it cunt, suck on my ball. 
And don't fucking miss the other."
For the next five minutes he let her lick and suck every square inch of his 
cock, balls and pubes till every drop of come was well and truly gone and he 
glistened from her saliva. The feeling was so good. Not the overwhelming 
excitement that he was used to when he jerked off though. This was kind of 
slower, sort of like he could let her do it all day and he'd enjoy it 
without coming. Probably because he'd already come twice today he thought. 
It was tempting to just lie back on the bed and let her do it for hours but 
there were so many other things that he wanted to do with her, things he 
wanted to teach her to really turn her into a perfect sex slave.
Teach her. That's what he'd do and he realised that he had the perfect way 
to do it. In his dreams he'd always imagined himself telling her what to do, 
how to suck his cock, how to let him fuck her but now that he was doing that 
it didn't feel right. It'd be much better if she already knew what to do and 
hidden in his desk he had a stack of porno videos that would be just perfect 
for teaching her everything about fucking and sucking. And he could even 
give her tests. Now that was really an awesome thought!
"Okay bitch I think you've got it all. Back into your ready position. Come 
on stick your fucking tits out for me slave. Good. That's a good little cock 
sucker."
Slowly getting up from the bed he circled her, still finding it hard to 
believe that he'd actually done it.
He had the perfect Janet Sheen for himself. To do whatever he wanted to. 
Dropping to his knees behind her he pushed his hips forward till his hard 
cock pressed against her open right palm. She flinched at the contact but 
then her hand wrapped around his hard wet shaft, still wet from her mouth, 
and she started moving her hand up and down, jerking him off. Draping his 
arms over her shoulders, he held her tits and started rolling them round her 
chest.
"Good slut. Yeah, play with my cock. Oh fuck I love your tits. Yeah so 
fucking good."
He gave her tits one last squeeze and stood up.
"Okay slave, I'll let you play with my cock again later. Now it's time for 
you to watch some training films. Some vid that will help you learn how to 
be a really good sex slave. Would you like that slave?"
"Yes master."
Chapter 5: Turning Him On
Grabbing a stack of videos from his desk he clipped the leash back onto her 
collar and headed off, forcing her to crawl after him. He could feel the 
pressure on the leash, and she was obviously having trouble keeping up with 
him but he didn't let up. At one point she almost fell over but she managed 
to keep going till finally he stopped, back in the family room. She avoided 
looking at where he'd tied her up and whipped her earlier, praying that he'd 
never do that again.
"Okay. Into your at ease position. Move back a bit. Back. Now facing the tv. 
Stop. Okay that's good."
Unclipping the leash he stood back to make sure she was in the right 
position. He had her kneeling in front of the couch, facing the TV.
"Lesson time. You'd better pay careful attention to these vids because after 
this you'll have no excuse for not knowing what's expected of you as a my 
sex slave. And this time you won't be able to cheat when I test you. And if 
you don't get 100% for every test I'll probably have to punish you. 
Understand cunt?"
"Yes master."
Selecting the first video he popped it in and pressed the play button, 
waiting for it to start. He'd been collecting vids for the past few months, 
ordering them from internet sites. Most were just normal porno but he'd 
found a series that was titled "Pleasing Your Man". There were six volumes, 
'Turning Him On', 'Mouth Watering Experiences', 'The Love Canal', 'Backdoor 
Variety', 'Throaty Pleasures' and 'Kinky Extras', and they all went for an 
hour. They made a pretense of being educational but they were really just 
porn. It was the same actors in each and it was set at a sex education class 
that a group of four girls had come to learn how to be good at sex. The 
teacher who was called Candy was an incredibly hot blonde with a great body 
who looked like she was about 25 and she had a bunch of guys that the class 
used to practice their lessons on. The series had quickly become Richard's 
favourite videos.
The first one was really his least favourite as there wasn't any real 
funking or sucking but he figured that there were still some great things 
for Janet to learn from it. It started with the girls arriving and signing 
up for the class. They had to say why they were there and what they needed 
to learn. Tiffany who was acting really shy was brought in by her boyfriend 
who said that although she had a great body, she was a lousy fuck and he 
wanted her to learn how to be a great fuck. Marcie said she needed to learn 
how to go down on a guy, Mary wanted to learn lots of different positions 
and the final one, Cindy, who was Richard's favourite, said that she just 
wanted to know how to really please a man. She looked really young and 
although on the cover of the video it had the normal thing about them all 
being at least 18, it was easy to believe that this girl was his age. All 
the girls were dressed in really ugly clothes at the start so you couldn't 
really see their bodies and they looked really boring, not at all sexy.
They were shown into the classroom which looked like a normal classroom 
except that in addition to desks, there were four beds at the back of the 
room. The girls sat at their desks and throughout all the videos they made 
notes about what Candy told them. The first thing she said was that their 
clothes were terrible and that they'd have to get complete new wardrobes 
that really showed off their bodies. She had some clothes for them to try on 
there and so she told them to strip. The girls all acted embarrassed at 
having to take their clothes off in front of each other so the teacher told 
them that the first thing the were going to learn was how to do a strip 
tease. Of course Candy demonstrated for them and then made them all do it, 
one after the other, giving them instructions along the way. Soon they were 
all naked. At first they tried to hide their tits and pussies but Candy 
wouldn't let them, telling them that they had to want people to look at them 
naked.
Of course when they were naked, glasses off, hair down, it was quickly 
revealed that they all had great bodies and beautiful faces. Then they were 
given sexy underwear to put on and really revealing clothes before Candy 
demonstrated to them how to sit and stand to really show off their bodies.
Fortunately it turned out that the girls were all quick learners and were 
able to get rid of their inhibitions almost instantly so they could move on 
the next stage which was petting. One of the guys, John, came into the room 
and Candy asked for a volunteer to show how she would go with a petting 
session. Mary volunteered and Candy told her to sit with John on the couch 
and act as though they'd just come home from a date and she really wanted 
him to fuck her. They sat down and Mary put her arms around his neck and 
kissed him on the mouth but that was all. Candy stopped them and asked the 
rest of the girls what was wrong. The other three girls all had lots of 
ideas about what Mary should have done. Candy asked Cindy to swap with Mary 
and try to do the other things. Cindy was a bit tentative at first but soon 
she was pressing herself against him and her hands were caressing him, 
moving down to his legs and then his crutch. She undid his fly, pulled out 
his cock and started jerking him off.
It looked really awkward the way she was doing it and after a couple of 
strokes John stopped her and told her she was doing it all wrong. Cindy was 
really upset by this and kept apologising to John until Candy reminded her 
that that was why she was here, to learn how to do these things properly. 
Candy then told John to demonstrate how he liked his cock jerked off. He 
said that when he jerked off he liked to come on the girl so Candy made 
Cindy do a strip tease for John and then kneel at his feet till he came all 
over her tits and stomach.
John left the room after that but he was replaced by four more guys. The 
other three girls also stripped and then all four practiced jerking off the 
guys. During all of this Candy had started telling them how to talk dirty, 
making them say cock not penis, cunt not vagina, fuck not have sex. When all 
the guys had come, covering them with come, Candy asked the girls how they 
felt and they all said they were turned on. Candy then suggested that they 
should masturbate for the guys.
The girls were horrified at this to start with but when Candy explained that 
it was just as much a turn on for a guy to watch a girl masturbate as the 
other way around they agreed to do it. Each girls went to a bed with one of 
the guys and Candy told the guys to tell the girls what they liked seeing. 
They all masturbated till they came and that was the end of the first video.
As much as Richard wanted to stay and watch her watching it he was starving 
by now so he headed to the kitchen to make some sandwiches for them both, 
figuring that she'd probably be hungry after all they'd been through.
Soon he was back with her in time for the start of the jerking off lesson. 
He put her food along side her on the ground and told her to eat while he 
sat up on the couch behind her. It was a real buzz watching the video with 
her kneeling naked in front of him. As he ate he kept touching her body, 
sometimes with his hands, other times reaching out with his foot, brushing 
it against her bum. At first she flinched everytime he touched her but she 
seemed to get used to it quickly. It was as though he had to constantly 
remind himself that she really was there and that he really could do 
anything he wanted with her.
In some ways Janet was glad to be kneeling watching the tv. At least she 
didn't have to look at him, or touch him or talk to him. When he came back 
with the food she didn't want to eat it because it felt like she was giving 
in to him yet again but she realised that she was hungry so she did eat. And 
then he started touching her, treating her like a thing that he could do 
anything with. As she realised that this was what she was to him she nearly 
burst into tears again. Her whole life meant nothing now, nothing except sex 
with him.
Reaching over her shoulders he took her tits in his hand and started gently 
squeezing them. The vid was at the stage where the boys were starting to 
come on the girls as the jerked off and he was getting really turned on 
again.
"I hope you're watching this carefully cause latter on I might want you to 
jerk me off slave."
"Yes master."
There was no way he believed that. Not that he really expected her to mean 
it but there was so much attitude in the way she said it that he knew he 
couldn't let it pass. Moving forward on the couch he pulled her to him till 
she was leaning back, wedged between his legs, his hard cock pressed between 
her shoulder blades. Resting his head on her right shoulder so he could now 
see his hands on her tits he whispered in her ear.
"Feel that slave?"
"Yes master."
"What is it slave?"
"Your... your cock master."
"That's right, my cock that if you're lucky I'll let you jerk it off later 
and maybe even come on all over these big tits."
"Ahhh, yes master."
He'd dropped his hands down to the underside of her tits and started to 
squeeze but she didn't dare pull away or even try to stop him.
"So when I tell you that I might want you to jerk me off then I expect you 
to want to do it. Understand cunt?"
"Arrrrgh! Yes master I understand. I want to jerk you off. Please, I really 
do. Oh, thank you, thank you master."
The pain had been so intense that for a second she'd thought she would throw 
up and then it was gone as he eased off on her poor tits. She had to be so 
careful not to let him know what she was really thinking, she had to pretend 
as hard as she could that she wanted to do the things he said. Now his hands 
started being gentle, caressing her tits, rubbing over her nipples which 
seemed to be in a permanent state of erection.
For the rest of the video they stayed like that, him playing with her tits 
with his cock pressing into her back while they watched the girls on screen 
masturbating. In spite of herself, Janet found the masturbating scenes 
fascinating. After all this time masturbating in private to actually see 
other girls doing it was amazing, especially as they all seemed to do it a 
bit differently. She even found herself wondering what it would be like to 
try some of the variations they used.
Finally the film ended and he let go of her tits long enough stop the tape.
"What are you doing tonight slave?"
"What... master?"
"Tonight. You're not doing anything special are you?"
"No master."
"Good. I want you to call your mum and ask her if you can stay at one of 
your friends. And be vague about which one. Okay."
Her first instinct was to object but he'd already started applying pressure 
to her tits.
"Yes master, I'll try."
Within a couple of seconds he was holding the phone in front of her and she 
was dialing her mum's work number. It was only as she heard the ringing at 
the other end that she realised he was going to keep holding her tits. As 
her mum's secretary answered and she asked to be put through he started to 
concentrate on her nipples, running his thumbs around them with a feathery 
touch that sent goosebumps through her.
"Hi darling, having a good day?"
"Yes mum. Umm I was wondering, um would it be okay if I stayed... ohhh... 
over."
He taken her nipples and sort of twirled them between his fingers sending a 
totally unexpected shock wave of pleasure through her.
"What's wrong?"
"Umm nothing, um I knocked something."
"Where?"
"Um, my knee."
"No silly, where will you be staying over?"
"Oh, probably Mary but I'm not sure."
"Yeah that's fine. We thought you'd probably be doing a bit of that these 
hols. But we do want you home at least a couple of nights. Make sure you've 
got your cell with you okay?"
"Okay mum."
"Look I've got to run, big meeting in ten. Love you darling."
"Love you too mum."
All night. He had her all night and all tomorrow. Fucking amazing! So many 
things to do! He just hoped that his cock didn't give out on him because he 
was going to be giving it a real workout.
"Good slave. Now it's time for your first test. Do you know what it's going 
to be?"
"No master."
"You're going to masturbate for me. You're going to show me how a slut like 
you plays with herself.
Okay, get up on the couch."
It didn't really surprise her that he wanted her to masturbate for him but 
that didn't mean it was going to be easy. She could feel her face burning as 
she blushed yet again with embarrassment. Masturbation was her private 
thing, probably the only thing she'd never told anybody else about and 
certainly something she'd never imagined ever doing in front of someone 
else. But she knew she have to do it or else he hurt her so she got up off 
her knees and gingerly sat alongside him on the couch, trying to turn her 
body so that he could see as little as possible.
"Come on, I want to see what you do. Why don't you sit in the corner and put 
this leg here and then the other down on the floor. Oh, yeah. Your cunt 
looks so fucking good. Okay slave girl, start doing it.
Play with yourself."
She was sitting along the couch, her back against the side, her legs spread 
wide. He'd repositioned himself so he was now kneeling on the couch between 
her legs, his hands on her calves, making sure her legs stayed spread. There 
was no way she be able to go through with this if she was looking at him so 
she kept her eyes down, not really looking at anything as she put her hand 
between her legs.
Richard watched spellbound as, starting at the top of her pubic mound, her 
right index finger moved down, tracing the tips of her outer lips, first one 
side then the other. It looked like she was barely touching herself at first 
but then he could see that she was applying more pressure as her finger 
started spreading the lips apart.
For a while that's all she did, and he was starting to wonder if she was 
maybe only pretending to do it because in the videos when the girls 
masturbated they either had their fingers in their cunts or were rubbing the 
area where their clits were pretty much from the start. But she wasn't 
pretending, hadn't even thought of it. This was just the way she liked to 
start, teasing herself till she felt the start of a tingling in her clit.
As that tingle started she let her finger drift higher till it brushed over 
the sheaf covering her clitoris.
This was probably the part she liked the most, applying, more and more 
pressure till she had exposed the head of her clitoris and she could really 
start masturbating.
"Ohhh."
It felt like an electric shock sparking through her as she ran her 
fingernail over the head. She couldn't believe how turned on she was. It was 
like she shouldn't be but the whole situation, the videos, Richard watching 
her, everything was turning her on more than she'd have ever thought 
possible. Now she really started working on her clit, rubbing her finger all 
over it, sometimes using her nail which sent almost unbearable jolts through 
her and othertimes with just the pad of her finger sending more soothing 
pleasure through her body.
For years when she'd masturbated she had to do it in silence, scared of 
being caught but the girls on the videos moaned and cried out when they came 
and she knew he'd want her to do that so she stopped trying to hold back.
"Ohhh... yes... ohhhh, yeah, yeah..."
Through her half shut eyes she saw her nipples, big and red and she brought 
her left hand up, taking a nipple between thumb and forefinger so she could 
tweak it, adding more pleasure to the wonderful feelings flowing from her 
pussy. After playing with one nipple for a few seconds she'd move to the 
other, going back and forth.
"Oh shit... hmmmm..."
By now she could feel the beautiful climb towards her climax begin as she 
continued teasing her nipples and clitoris. Letting her thumb takeover 
duties on her clitoris she slid her finger down and into her pussy. There 
was a moment of shock at how wet she was and then she realised that it was 
his come that was filling her pussy, making her wetter than she'd ever been. 
It should have disgusted her but it just seemed to make it even more 
exciting.
Richard was transfixed. This was beyond his wildest dreams to be crouched 
between her legs listening and watching her masturbate like this. And when 
she started fingering her cunt he thought he was going to come without even 
touching his cock it was such a turn on. Her finger would fuck in and then 
seemed to flex before she pulled out, only to repeat the movement. By now 
her cunt slit looked like a swamp covered in her juice and white strands of 
his come. Her body was moving, the same way it did when he'd played with her 
earlier and she was moaning and whimpering constantly.
All through this his hands had been on her legs but he had to do more, had 
to be part of the action.
Pushing his hands up her thighs to her cunt he lifted her hand away.
"What? No, please..."
So close! Her eyes sprang open, pleading with him to let her continue but 
she needn't have worried. He had no intention of stopping her coming, it was 
only that he wanted to be part of it.
"Ohh, ohhhh yes, yes!"
Now it was his thumb on her clit and his finger fucking into her. Without 
thinking she brought her free hand up to her tits so she could play with 
both nipples. Closing her eyes she let herself go with the sensations, 
knowing that the release was so close now. For some reason the climb to the 
top felt even more powerful than when she played with herself, maybe because 
she couldn't anticipate every move his fingers made as he worked at her 
pussy.
"Ahhh yes!"
Two fingers inside her now and the fingers of his other hand were rubbing 
around her lips, adding to the pleasure that was starting to course through 
her. She started pushing against his hand, increasing the pressure of his 
thumb against her clit as she got closer and closer till she knew she was 
only seconds from release.
Then it stopped and again her eyes sprang open. This was the moment he was 
waiting for. He thought she was close and he wanted her to know that he was 
the one who made it happen. As she looked into his eyes, pleading for him to 
continue he jammed his fingers back into her cunt, twisting them around, 
pressed down on her clit as at the same time he plunged the index finger of 
his other hand deep into her arsehole.
"Ohhhh shit! Yes, coming. Ohhh fuck. Oh fuck!"
It was a series of tidal waves, breaking over her, swamping her body with 
overwhelming pleasure. She gripped her nipples almost to the point of 
hurting them as her legs scissored in, grabbing his body and she lent 
forward, her head landing on his shoulder. As he kept fucking his fingers 
into both her holes she pulled herself closer to him till she let go of her 
tits and wrapped her arms around him, crushing her spasming body against 
his.
"Ahhhh! Good, fucking good! Oh yes. Coming!!"
Eventually the waves of pleasure slowed, finally stopping leaving behind the 
most amazing feeling of fulfillment so that when he turned his head and 
pressed his lips against hers she was happy to kiss him, sighing into his 
mouth with her contentment. His fingers were still moving in her, gently now 
which felt great but her clit was going to that supersensitive stage where 
she couldn't touch it. Reaching down between their bodies she moved his 
thumb from her clit before wrapping her arm around him again.
He'd read about how girls clits could become sensitive after fucking so he 
assumed that must be the problem. Information that he'd store away to maybe 
use later. For now he didn't mind that she'd moved his thumb without 
permission. He was more than happy to have her holding him and kissing him 
like this. Sort of like she was thanking him for what he's done for her.
They must have stayed like that for at least five minute, kissing, their 
tongues dueling with each other as his fingers slid in and out of her cunt 
and arse.
Her thoughts were filled with how different it was having someone else 
masturbating you. Better probably, well at least the orgasm was. His fingers 
in her pussy felt so good and were already starting to get her thinking 
about coming again while the finger in her arse was starting to almost feel 
natural and she found herself wondering what it would be like if she did it 
to herself when she masturbated.
Breaking the kiss he slowly pulled his fingers from her and moved back, 
reaching up to stroke her hair.
"Fuck that was exciting. I love watching you come, your whole body goes so 
fucking wild."
As she stared at him everything felt hazy, like she was in some erotic fog 
and her eyes dropped down to his cock. With his fingers gone from her pussy 
she felt empty again and, remembering the feel of his cock filling her 
earlier, it looked inviting again. There was no way she'd say it but she 
actually hoped that maybe he'd want to fuck her again.
When her eyes dropped down he just assumed she was being a good slave and 
had no idea she was looking at his cock, half hoping that they'd have sex 
again. His thoughts had already turned to the next video he was going to 
make her watch, number two in the series - "Mouth Watering Experiences" - 
which was all about cock sucking. More importantly, when she'd watched that 
he'd give her a real test and get her to suck him off again.
Leaving her on the couch he rewound the first tape and prepared to put the 
new one in.
"Time for some more vids for you slave. And you'd better watch this one real 
carefully because there'll be a big test at the end. Okay?"
"Yes master. Umm, can I go to the toilet... master."
A shiver ran down his spine as he realised that he was going to get to watch 
her pee. He'd never been interested in the stories that had people pissing 
or even shitting on each other but the idea of watching a girl pee was 
really fascinating.
"Sure. Just put your leash on and off we go."
It hadn't occurred to her that he'd want to take her to the toilet but 
obviously he wasn't going to let her go anywhere by herself. As he attached 
the leash to her collar his cockhead rubbed against the underside of her 
right boob. She was still so turned on that it sort of felt good, exciting, 
to have his thing touching her. With the leash in place he moved his hips 
back and forth a few times, the top of his cock pressing into her boob.
"Umm, that feels nice. Okay slave, let's get you to the toilet. Hands and 
knees."
This time she didn't even question in her own mind having to crawl as she 
meekly followed along behind him, glad that he wasn't hurrying so she had no 
trouble keeping up.
"So what do you have to do? Piss or shit or both?"
"Umm, ummm have a pee... master."
"Okay, up on the bowl. Get your legs further apart, I want to be able to 
see. Watching my little slave have a pee. Way to go!"
"What?"
There was no way she'd be able to pee with him watching, no way.
"Please, I can't. You can't. Oh shit don't do this Richard, please."
He'd expected her to resist so he wasn't really angry but he knew he had to 
act pissed off. Stepping up to her he sat on her lap, pressing his cock into 
her stomach, one hand alongside his cock, the other tangled in her hair, 
pulling her head up and back.
"You listen to me you little fucking cunt. You've just earned yourself more 
punishment. You called me Richard, you didn't call me master and you've 
refused to do what I said. You've been a bad fucking slave."
The hand on her stomach started pressing down, pushing into her bladder.
"Now you're going to fucking piss and I'm going to watch you do it because 
your my fucking slut slave and you fucking do everything that I tell you to. 
Understand cunt!"
He kept tightening his grip on her hair till it felt like it was going to 
rip out, at the same time as he pressed even harder into her belly.
"Ahhh, hurts... ohh, shit. I'm sorry master, please don't hurt me anymore, 
please. I'll do what you want, everything you want. Ahhh, hurts. Please 
don't, please, I'm doing it. See master, I'm doing it."
He practically jumped off her as he heard the splashing of her piss against 
the bowl and into the toilet.
Her legs had been pushed together when he sat on her and he quickly pushed 
her knees apart so he could see clearly. It was amazing, this stream of piss 
flowing out from just above her cunt. What a fucking legend of a day this 
was turning into.
Closing her eyes Janet just let the stream continue, feeling probably more 
humiliated that at any other time through this unbelievably humiliating day. 
Every time she thought things couldn't get worse he seemed to have something 
new and more degrading that he wanted to make her do. And the stream of piss 
seemed to go on forever, her shame and embarrassment growing with every drop 
that fell tinkling into the toilet.
Finally the main flow stopped, to be followed by a few dribbles and then 
nothing. There were drops of piss still clinging to her piss hole and he 
pulled off a couple of pieces of toilet paper and stuffed them into her 
hand.
"Okay slut, clean yourself."
While she did that he washed his hands and then let her stand up to do the 
same. Then it was on her hands and knees so she could crawl back to watch 
more videos.
Chapter 6: Mouth Watering Experiences
This time he didn't make her kneel, instead letting her sit in front of him 
on the couch, her bum pushed up against his crutch. He hit the play button 
and for the next hour they watched the girls learn all about cock sucking. 
During this his hands moved back and forth from her cunt to her tits, 
continuing to play with her body which meant that she was in a constant 
state of arousal.
The video started with the girls entering the classroom, ready for their 
second day. This time they were all wearing sexy clothes and they were 
really confident and animated as they sat down and waited for Candy to begin 
the lesson. Candy told them that the lesson would be about how to perform 
oral sex and asked if one of the girls would like to show how she did it. 
Mary volunteered and when a guy came in and stood at the front of the class, 
she quickly knelt in front of him, opened his fly, pulled his cock out and 
started mechanically bobbing her head up and down on it.
Candy stopped her pretty quickly and asked the guy what he thought. He said 
that it wasn't very good, really unimaginative. The rest of the class 
agreed. Candy then told Mary to start again but this time the guy would tell 
her what to do. The first thing he said was that he liked to be sitting down 
with the woman kneeling so they moved to the bed where he sat on the edge 
and Mary knelt on the floor. To start with he made her kiss his cock and 
balls all over before telling her to start sucking on the head. He kept 
telling her to use her tongue and keep her lips tight. After a while he told 
her to start playing with his balls with her hands before he got her to lick 
his balls. He got her to start licking his cock before telling her to suck 
it again and then finally he came. As he came he pulled his cock from her 
mouth and covered her face with come.
The class all agreed that Mary was much better this time and then Candy 
asked for another volunteer.
Each of the girls went through the same process of having to suck off a guy 
while he told them how to do it. All the guys liked different things so by 
the end of the video they'd covered a lot of variations.
As the last girl's mouth was filled with come and the vid finished he gave 
her nipples one last tweak.
"Ohhhh."
"Like that video slave?"
"Yes master."
Which was really the truth. She been fascinated watching the girls and how 
they took the cocks into their mouths. Her pussy felt like it was on fire.
"So tell me what you've learnt slave."
"Umm, what master? I don't understand."
"I want to know that you were paying attention. So tell me what you have to 
do to be a good little cocksucker."
His fingers were at her nipples now and he applied a little bit of pressure. 
Not enough to hurt but she knew that if she didn't start saying it, there'd 
be pain pretty soon.
"You have to try to suck all the time, as hard as you can. Umm, and keep 
your teeth off. Umm, umm, ohh yes, keep your tongue moving, keep licking and 
kissing his, his cock. Especially the top..."
"Top? Use the right words slave."
"Cockhead. Lick his cockhead."
"Good. And what else?"
"Ummm, his balls. Lick his balls and take them in your mouth. Umm, make sure 
he can hear that you're, um, that you're liking sucking him. And, and, 
swallow his stuff. Owww! I'm sorry master, his come, swallow his come."
"Whose come?"
"Your come master, swallow you come."
"And when I don't want you to swallow my come?"
"Let you come on my face."
"Good slave. And what was the final thing Candy said."
"Umm... make love. Make love to his cock. To your cock master, I, I have to 
make love to your cock."
"Well then slave why don't you make love to my cock. Show me how much you've 
learnt. Let's see if you're any good as a cocksucker."
"Yes master."
She slipped off the couch, turning around so she was kneeling at his feet as 
he moved to the edge of the couch, his legs spread wide. As she knelt 
between his legs, she knew how important this was. She had to make him enjoy 
it because if he didn't... the consequences were too horrible to even 
imagine.
Licking her lips, she leant in, her tongue coming out as far as she could to 
touch the base of his cock before licking all the way to the top and then 
swirling around his smooth cockhead.
"Hmmmmm... mmmm."
She hummed and moaned as she licked, wanting him to think that she was 
enjoying what she was doing, that she was getting off on it. When his 
cockhead was covered in her saliva, she licked down one side, across the 
base and up the otherside. For the next five minutes that's all she did, 
licking every inch of his cock, tracing every vein and ridge, till it was 
coated with her saliva. And as she licked, she pressed her tongue as hard as 
she could against his cock, wanting him to get as much stimulation from her 
licking as possible.
That was something she needn't have worried about. The stimulation of her 
tongue and her moaning would have made him come instantly if it wasn't that 
he'd already dumped two loads so far today.
Luckily he knew he'd be able to last a long time with this one because it 
was obviously going to be one to remember.
Janet was intending to make it last as long as she could, to give him as 
much pleasure as she could so that he wouldn't want to punish her again. 
Finally though she figured she had to move on. She kept her lips against his 
hard shaft as she asked him.
"Mmm, do you want me to lick your... your balls, master."
"Oh yes, slut! I want you to lick and suck me everywhere! I want to feel 
your fucking tongue and cocksucking mouth everywhere on my body. Oh yeah, 
suck my balls, cunt."
She licked across his hairy ball sack as he verbally abused her, each word 
seeming to push her further down into that dark place. The words just seemed 
to prove that she really was a slut, how else would she be able to do the 
things she was doing and not be sick, not run screaming from the room. And 
so she opened her mouth and carefully took his ball inside, gently sucking 
on it.
"Oh shit! That's it, suck my balls. That's a good little slut. Now the other 
one. Yeah. Okay bitch, start using your hands now. Play with my cock while 
you suck my balls. And you be fucking carefully.
Hurt my balls and I'll whip you fucking tits off!"
She brought her hands up and wrapped then around his shaft, one above the 
other. It was wet with her own saliva which was now coating her hands, 
making her feel even dirtier if that was possible. She started pumping, 
pulling the loose outer skin back and forth over the hard shaft.
"Rub your thumb over my cockhead. Fuckin hell, do I have to tell you 
everything to do slut."
She redoubled her efforts, twisting her head from side to side as she sucked 
and licked his balls, going from one to the other whilst she kept jerking 
his prick, rubbing the top of it which now felt very slippery, and all the 
time moaning.
His heart was pounding and his breath was coming quicker and quicker as she 
worked on his prick and balls. The sight was so fucking amazing! Not to 
mention the feeling. As she stroked his cock, pre-cum kept oozing out the 
top and her thumb was now rubbing it over his sensitive cockhead. Although 
later he'd have to really show her how he liked to jerk off. She was doing 
okay, but after years of masturbating, he knew every sensitive nook and 
cranny of his cock and he was going to love teaching her where they all 
were.
Placing his hands on her head he pushed down and she obeyed the unspoken 
command, letting his ball slip out of her mouth but keeping her mouth on him 
so that she was licking and kissing under his balls, her nose now pressing 
against them. He kept the pressure on and she moved lower still, her tongue 
never stopping.
"Okay, one hand on my balls, one on my cock. That's it slut. And you know 
what you have to do now?
Now you lick my arsehole. Lick it cunt."
And she did, eyes tightly closed so that she didn't have to watch as she 
totally debased herself, wondering if there could possibly be anything lower 
he would make her do. It was crinkly, strange and she tried to keep her 
tongue away from the centre. After she licked over it a half dozen times he 
started pulling on her hair, dragging her back up.
"Okay bitch, enough of that for now. I might let you lick out my arse later 
if you're lucky but now it's time for your big test. Time for you to show me 
if you've learnt how to really suck cock or if I'm going to have to punish 
you again."
She kept her tongue licking the ridge between his arse and his balls, then 
over his balls and up his shaft till her mouth was poised at the top of his 
cock. This was it. She was going to have to really suck him this time, like 
those sluts in the movie she'd just watched. Sluts. There it was again. She 
thought they were sluts and she was getting ready to do just what they did. 
Because she was a slut, just like she'd been thinking for the last couple of 
years. All she'd needed was Richard forcing her to face it and prove it was 
true.
"Come on bitch, what're you waiting for. Suck my cock. Ahhh, yeah that's 
it."
As she slid her lips over his cockhead and wrapped them tightly around his 
hard cockshaft, she sucked in and at the same time formed a channel with her 
tongue, rubbing it along the underside of his cock.
Immediately she started a bobbing motion, each time she pushed down letting 
more of his cock into her mouth. She knew it should have felt wrong but it 
didn't, the smell, the taste, the feel of his cock felt natural as it 
stretched her lips, filling more and more of her mouth.
"Oh fucking hell! You keep that up, don't fucking ever stop you cocksucking 
bitch."
The pressure on his cock was almost unbearable from the incredible suction 
of her mouth. There was no comparison to when she'd sucked him earlier. This 
was definitely the real thing. As her lips moved up and down on his shaft 
her cheeks were permanently sucken and every few seconds her nostrils flared 
out as she breathed in through her nose so she could keep the constant 
sucking happening. He knew he wouldn't last long and this time he didn't 
care. He just wanted to fill her beautiful mouth with his come.
"Yeah, that's it, suck it all in slave. Suck my come out."
Tightening his grip on her hair he started controlling her movement, 
speeding it up a bit and making her take more and more of his cock into her 
mouth.
"Oh shit yeah! That's it. Keep your fucking tongue working. Soon, gonna fill 
you mouth. Oh shit yeah."
By now two thirds of his cock was plunging into her mouth every time he 
pulled down on her head and he could feel his cockhead hitting the roof of 
her mouth and sliding back towards her throat. Then he was pushing against 
her throat, threatening to choke her.
For a second she stopped sucking in her panic but he pulled back and she was 
able to start sucking again.
"Hold my balls, come on slave."
She'd been concentrating so hard on never stopping her sucking and on 
keeping her tongue constantly rubbing over his thick shaft that she'd 
forgotten to hold him and play with him with her hands which were just 
resting on his thighs. She immediately took his ball sack in one hand and 
started carefully tugging and rolling his balls around while her other hand 
wrapped around the base of his cock and started jerking on it.
"Yeah, like that. Play with them. That's the way."
The added stimulation of his hands on his cock and balls was too much. 
Looking down at her he watched his cock disappear into her mouth till her 
lips seemed to kiss her hand where it was grasping the base of his shaft and 
that was it.
"Oh fuck yeah. Here it comes. Ahhhhhhh. Fuck! Swallow it, fucking shit, 
swallow my come cunt!
Ohhh shit yeah."
His balls tightened and then the ridge on the underside of his cock grew 
against her hand, her lips, across her tongue till the first spurt of his 
come was splattering against the roof of her mouth.
"Oh yeah, that's it. Keep sucking. Oh fuck, suck my cock, suck it slave. 
Don't stop, oh fuck yeah."
He kept guiding her head up and down. Up as a jet of come pulsed along his 
cock so it felt like she was drawing his come out of him and then quickly 
down again, ready for the next glorious spurt to come out.
For the third time today he was in heaven and each time was proving better 
than the previous one.
It seemed to go on forever and her mouth was starting to fill with his come, 
threatening to spill out as he kept pistoning his cock in and out of her 
mouth. The next time he pushed in she swallowed, the come sliding easily 
down her throat.
"Oh shit, what was that. Fuck that felt good."
When she'd swallowed it had provided even more suction and her tongue had 
sort of undulated along his cock, milking the next gob of come out. Learning 
she thought. That's what the woman on the video said, you have to find out 
what he likes and remember it so that you know how to please him.
By now the last couple of spurts had made their way down his cock and he 
stopped pumping her mouth, leaving his cock buried deep in her face, letting 
her keep sucking. Looking down he could see a ring of white around her lips 
where his come was trying to escape and then she swallowed again.
"Ohhh yeah, fucking hell. That's incredible. Oh that's so fucking good when 
you do that slave."
Letting go of her head he fell back against the couch, totally drained. This 
was so good, her mouth still sucking at him, her hands still holding his 
balls and cock. He let her continue for a couple of minutes while his heart 
rate returned to normal before he sat back up.
"Okay slave, that's enough for now. Position."
By now the muscles in her jaw were aching from the constant sucking. She'd 
been starting to worry that she wouldn't be able to keep it up and that he 
punish her so she thankfully pulled her mouth back, releasing his cock. Her 
instinct was to quickly move away but she remembered the video and so before 
she sat back, hands behind her back in her ready position, she licked over 
the head and gave a final moan. As she knelt there she realised that however 
perverse it was, she felt good about having licked him, that having his cock 
in her mouth wasn't really horrible. She'd really tried her hardest to do 
all the things in the video and she was sure he'd enjoyed it. As she knelt 
there for the first time today she almost felt good. Being able to make a 
guy come like that was really a pretty amazing thing.
There was a little drop of come just under her lip and he reached over to 
catch it on his finger.
"You don't want to waste this now do you?"
He held his finger a few inches from her mouth and she lent forward, taking 
it into her mouth, running her tongue over it to clean the come off before 
swallowing.
"That's a good girl. Hey, do you think you should thank me for letting you 
suck my cock?"
"Umm... yes master. Umm... thank you for letting me suck your... your 
beautiful cock and for letting me swallow your come."
Hearing her say that was almost enough for him to make her start sucking 
again, but there were more videos for her to watch, more things he wanted 
her to learn. Because the way she'd sucked his cock this time she obviously 
was a quick learner. Even though he'd never had his cock sucked before, he 
was pretty sure from the things he'd read that what Janet had done was 
really good cocksucking. He left his finger in her mouth, enjoying the way 
she licked and sucked it as he stroked her hair with his other hand.
"Time for some more vids. Next one's about fucking. So let's see what you 
can learn from that. I think there's only three things for your punishment 
book. You stopped sucking once, umm you weren't using your hands all the 
time and I had to tell you to use them. Oh yeah, I didn't really think you 
got into licking my arsehole properly."
She couldn't believe it. She'd tried her hardest, done everything she could 
to make him happy, even licked his arse and still he wanted to punish her. 
It was impossible, there was nothing she could do right for him. She looked 
up at him, pulling her head so that his finger slipped out of her mouth.
"It's not fair."
"What was that?"
"It's not fair. I did everything you asked. I did my best. You can't punish 
me. It's not fair."
As she spoke it was as if a spell had been broken and she could feel her 
anger building like a volcano.
"Listen slave..."
Bringing her arms up she pushed his hand from her hair.
"No, fuck it, you listen. I've done what you wanted. Let you do all these 
things to me. But you can't do this you bastard. I tried my best to suck 
your stupid fucking cock and if you didn't like it then fuck you. Yeah, fuck 
you arsehole."
Richard was totally unprepared for this outburst and had no idea how to deal 
with it. In an instant, everything he'd planned and schemed for seemed to be 
slipping away. Maybe he was immobilised because he knew that she really had 
tried hard and he was only doing the punishment thing because he didn't want 
her to know how incredible it was. Whatever the reason he was unable to stop 
her outburst.
"I don't give a shit. You can fucking do whatever you want, I don't care 
anymore. I tried, I tried my fucking best to do what you wanted and all you 
ever want to do is hurt me. Well not anymore.
And you know what? Marcia was right all along. You're a fucking loser. A 
fucking arsehole loser. I'm fucking leaving loser... ahhhh!"
It wasn't until she said that Marcia had called him a loser that he snapped 
him out of his frozen state. Without even thinking his hand swung around 
slapping her hard on the cheek, tumbling her over just as she was starting 
to stand. Ignoring her as she lay crumpled on the floor he headed for where 
his whips were still laid out. He'd fucking show her who was a loser the 
bitch.
Although her head was ringing from the slap her resolve to leave no matter 
what the consequences was still as strong. Shaking her head, trying to clear 
it she started to get up again, not caring what he was doing anymore. She'd 
show him the little fucking bastard.
"Ahhhrgh..."
The whip he'd chosen was the one he'd used on her tits earlier, the one with 
all the strands. She was on her knees starting to stand when he struck her 
from behind, landing the whip across her arse and the backs of her thighs. 
He hit her really hard with an underhand swing, the force of the blow 
sending her sprawling on her stomach. She brought her hand back to her 
burning arse and started to turn over but before she could he was alongside 
her, landing another hard blow across her shoulders and back, pushing her 
back to the floor.
"Ahhhrgh..."
The pain. How could she have forgotten how painful is was! It burned through 
her like a thousand stinging fires even worse than before. Instinctively she 
tried to pull herself across the floor as two lashes in quick succession 
landed on her lower back, curling around her sides, the tips of the whip 
feeling like they were ripping into her stomach.
"Ahhh, no, no, stop..."
Twisting over onto her back to escape the pain she reached up to him 
pleading but already he was bringing the whip down, just missing her 
outstretched arms to land viciously on her heaving tits.
"Ahhhhh shit. No, please."
Her whole body jumped at the impact and she wrapped her arms protectively 
over her damaged tits. This left her stomach unprotected and the next blow 
left a dozen angry stripes on her tanned belly.
"No, stop, please. Hurting... hurting!"
He was still too angry to think about stopping and as she brought her legs 
up to protect her stomach he lashed the backs of her thighs as hard as he 
could. Crying out again, her legs unfolded so he whipped the tops of her 
thighs followed by another stinging one to her tits and nipples when she 
uncovered them to protect her battered legs.
"Ahhh. No, stop, please. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me. Ahrghhh."
She'd twisted over onto her stomach again and as she'd turned her legs had 
parted just long enough for him to bring the whip up between them from 
behind, catching the inside of her thighs and digging into her slit. Her 
whole body jerked from the pain as one strand tortured her clit. It felt 
like he was ripping her apart, destroying her pussy.
"Please master, please stop. Ahhhhh."
This time he lashed her bum and her back, twice in quick succession. By now 
her tears were streaming down her cheeks as she sobbed, pleading with him.
"I'm sorry. I'll be a good slave. Please master, no more."
He kicked her legs apart, landing another blow to her cunt and her inner 
thighs before she could bring her legs together again.
"Ahhhhrghh."
"So whose the loser now cunt?"
"I am master, I'm the loser."
"So, are you my little cunt?"
"Yes master, I'm your cunt. I'm your slut master. Your cunt slut slave."
Three times he brought the whip down as hard as he could on her bum and each 
time she cried out as her abused body jerked from the pain.
"Ohhhhh."
Crouching down he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, roughly twisting 
her around to look at him, causing her to cry out once more. She looked so 
pitiful, fear filled eyes puffy and red from crying, cheeks stained with 
tears, but in many ways this was the most beautiful she'd ever looked to 
him, completely vulnerable, completely his to do with as he pleased. He knew 
he didn't need to whip her anymore. Not now anyway.
As he pulled her closer she tensed, waiting for another blow to land but 
then his lips were against hers, his tongue in her mouth. It was over, he 
wasn't going to hurt her anymore. Moaning with relief she returned the kiss 
her tongue playing with his as her hands went around his back.
Pulling herself into a half sitting position she pressed her body against 
his, trying her best to rub her tits against his chest. Her left hand 
started playing with his hair as her right hand moved to the front, 
searching for his cock. The thought that was now pounding through her head 
was that she had to keep him happy, had to prove to him that she was a 
perfect slave and that she loved everything he asked her to do.
Richard wasn't complaining but now that his anger was subsiding he was 
certainly confused.
Within a couple of minutes she'd gone from a great cocksucker to a real 
bitch and now to a sort of sexy slut. As her hand grasped his cock and she 
started jerking him off he held her closer, arms now around her back, 
pulling her tits against his chest. She broke the kiss and started kissing 
down his neck to his chest as she spoke, her hard nipples making a trail 
down his body as she moved lower.
"Mmmm. Would you like me to suck your beautiful cock again master? Please? I 
know I can do it properly this time. Please master? I promise I'll do it 
properly and... and you won't have to punish me master. Because I'll do 
anything you want master. Mmmm. I love kissing you master.
You... you taste so good."
As tempted as he was to let her suck him off again he really wanted to try 
some other things today before his balls ran out of come. Still he let her 
work her way down, kissing and licking his body till with a loud moan, her 
mouth engulfed the head of his cock and she sucked on it, twirling her 
tongue around it. Letting his cock out of her mouth she dropped further down 
and sticking her tongue as far out as she could she wetly licked from his 
balls all the way up the shaft.
"Mmmm. Do you want me to keep going master? Will I swallow your come again? 
Or, or do you want to come on my face?"
"Yeah, maybe later cocksucker. But now you're going to watch some more 
videos."
"Yes master. I'll do whatever you want me to."
"Okay, get up cunt. You can sit on the couch. I want you to watch the next 
two."
"Yes master, whatever you want."
Helping her up he led her over to the couch and then put the video in. When 
he turned back to her she was sitting with her legs spread wide displaying 
her cunt to him and her shoulders were pulled back so her tits jutted out. 
Her body looked amazing, just like some of the girls in his bondage photos, 
covered with red stripes from the whip. The best part however was way she 
was looking at him, almost like a puppy, looking to see if it was going to 
be praised for something it had done.
Going over to her he stood between her legs and bent down so he could kiss 
her again. Instantly her hands came up and started fondling his cock. He let 
her play with him for a few seconds and then pulled away.
"Now I'm leaving you for a while. Pay attention to the vid!"
"Yes master."
Richard went straight back to his room and sat at his computer trying to 
understand what had just happened. For a while he'd thought that it was all 
over but now she seemed to be even more intent on pleasing him. Obviously 
when ever she tried to get away he'd just have to whip her and then she'd be 
even more of a slut for him.
But it wasn't working out like in his fantasies and he started to realise 
that he'd have to adjust his expectations. In his fantasies after the first 
time they'd had sex she always admitted how wrong she was and before long 
was telling him that she loved him. This was definitely not going to happen. 
Best he could hope for would be that she would continue to do everything he 
said and he'd have his own personal fuck toy. Which was really an incredibly 
awesome thought. His own fucktoy, who he could have sex with anytime he 
wanted. Probably better than a girlfriend although there was no reason why 
he couldn't go out places with her and get her to tell people she was his 
girlfriend.
By the time he'd sorted all this out his computer alarm was beeping him to 
let him know it had already been sixty minutes. Time to change the video.
Back in the family room Janet was watching the next video, making sure she 
didn't miss anything, too scared to even look away from the tv. This one was 
all about fucking. This time when the girls arrived for their class they 
were all dressed in sexy clothes, including their underwear which they 
excitedly showed off to each other. When they were settled in their seats, 
Candy asked Tiffany to show the class how she liked to have sex using John 
as her partner.
Tiffany undressed, lay down on a bed with her legs apart. John got on top of 
her and they started fucking. Tiffany just lay there, very unresponsive, 
letting the John do all the work. Candy quickly told them to stop and they 
all gathered at the bed and discussed what Tiffany had done. Candy told them 
how important it was to experiment with other positions, to talk dirty and 
most importantly to be responsive all the time. She also told them to 
practice using their cunt muscles and each of the girls had to put a finger 
into Candy's cunt so she could show them how she could use her cunt to 
squeeze and milk a cock. The girls then had sex with their partners in 
dozens of different positions.
As she was watching this Janet realised that Richard would expect her to 
learn how to use her muscles when they were having sex. She looked over to 
the door to make sure he wasn't there and then she carefully slid her finger 
into her pussy. Normally it would have been stopped by her hymen but now she 
could slide it in till her knuckles were pressed against her slit. Then she 
tried to squeeze and found that she could do it easily. Thinking she heard a 
noise she quickly took her finger out. It was a false alarm but she was too 
nervous to do it again in case he did sneak back in.
When the video finished she stayed on the couch, not sure if she was meant 
to put in the next one or wait for him to come back. Watching the clock tick 
over she became more and more worried that he did expect her to put in the 
next video. She was just about to stand when he came back.
He didn't say anything, quickly changing the tape and then going over to 
her, standing between her legs.
His right hand grabbed her hair on the top of her head and pulled her 
forward while his other hand pointed his ever hard cock at her mouth. As his 
cock entered her mouth he moved his hands, grasping her ears and using them 
like handles to fuck her face back and forth on his cock. This was the way 
it should be he thought, treating her like a sex thing, using her however he 
wanted.
As his hand had reached out to her she'd thought he was going to hit her 
again and it took all her strength not to pull away. When she realised it 
was just more cock sucking she actually relaxed a bit.
Opening her mouth wide she let his cock in and immediately started licking 
and sucking it. She brought one hand up between his legs so she could play 
with his balls and the other went around him to hold his arse cheeks, 
feeling them clench each time he plunged into her mouth.
Twelve times he fucked his cock brutally into her mouth, enjoying every hard 
thrust and then he withdrew, stepping away, his cock glistening with her 
saliva.
"I'll be back when this one's finished cunt."
"Yes master."
Once more Richard left her alone, this time getting things prepared for 
their next fuck session. When he'd fantasised about the next thing he was 
going to do to her it had generally involved her really wanting him to do it 
but now he knew this would only ever be a fantasy. So he prepared a much 
more interesting approach, gathering the bits and pieces he figured he'd 
use.
The next video, Opening the Back Door was all about anal sex. First the 
girls learnt about rimming, each taking turns to lick and fuck their tongues 
into their partners arses. Then they were all fucked in the arse by their 
partners, each of them coming of course. Janet was horrified, realising that 
Richard must be planning to do it too her, fuck her back there and there was 
nothing she could do about it. Still, the girls in the video all seemed to 
like it so maybe it wouldn't be as painful as it looked.
All too soon the video was over and he was back in the room, standing in 
front of her, clipping the lead back on, his hard cock pointing at her.
Chapter 7: Opening the Back Door
"I feel like another fuck. Okay?"
"Yes master."
She cowered back as he slowly lifted his hand up, threatening to hit her.
"What'd you mean 'yes master'? Is that the best you can fucking do? Because 
it's not fucking good enough you stupid cunt. When I tell you I feel like 
fucking you, you should be pleased, you should be telling me how much you 
want my cock."
"Oh, I do master, I do want your cock. I want you to fuck me master. Please 
don't hurt me again.
Please fuck me master, please."
He held his hand up for a moment longer, pulling it back even further, 
making it look like he was making up his mind whether to hit her then he 
lowered it.
"Hmm, okay this time. But you'd better be careful bitch or I will hit you. 
Okay, you can crawl back to my bedroom so we can fuck in comfort."
As she crawled in front of him she was conscious that he was probably 
looking down at her bum, almost certainly able to see her arsehole. She 
tried to clench her arse cheeks praying that he wouldn't do it to her there 
but in her heart knowing that he would. Why else would he have made her 
watch the last video Then they were in his room again and she stopped, 
waiting for him to tell her what to do.
"Crawl over to my desk and stand up."
Richard was watching her really carefully as she stood and he was rewarded 
as he saw her body tense and goosebumps break out across her back. He knew 
why. He'd cleared most of the stuff off his desk and laid out handcuffs, a 
bunch of special leather restraints and three steel bars. They were neatly 
laid out, mostly in pairs and he figured they must look terrifying.
This was worse than she'd been imagining, far worse than even the thought of 
him raping her behind.
He was going to tie her up and beat her again and she couldn't do anything 
about it, couldn't say anything because she knew that would just make the 
beating worse. All she could do was stand there, shivering with fear, 
waiting.
"A few bits and pieces to dress you up in. Those first two are for your 
wrists. Put em on cunt."
There was a second of hesitation but not enough for him to really count it 
as a punishment and then, with trembling hands, she picked up the wrist 
bands and put them on. They were about two inches wide and made from soft 
leather. There was a buckle to hold them on and around the outside there 
were three D rings.
"Good slave. And make sure they're tight. Now the next ones go right at the 
top of your thighs."
This pair were pretty much the same as the wrist bands, just a little 
longer. They were followed by bands just above her knees and then ankle 
cuffs.
"Last one goes around your waist. And I want that really tight, okay. I said 
okay slut. Fucking answer me when I tell you something cunt."
"Yes master, I'm sorry master, I'll do it tight."
And she did, pulling till it was digging into her narrow waist.
"Okay, now let me see you. Turn around. All the way."
As she slowly turned he couldn't believe how sexy it looked, her beautiful 
body naked except for the strips of black leather and the gleaming silver of 
the buckles and d rings.
"Oh yeah, fuck that looks sexy. You look like a perfect fuck toy now. Which 
is what you are isn't it?
You're my little fuck toy aren't you?"
"Yes master... I'm your fuck toy."
"Okay, get on the bed fuck toy and kneel down at the end, facing this way. 
Come on, you want to get fucked don't you toy?"
"Yes master."
She scrambled on to the bed as quickly as she could and assumed her 
squatting position at the foot, looking out. She was trying to avoid looking 
at him but she couldn't help see that he now was holding the bars and the 
handcuffs. Her heart almost stopped as she realised that he was going to hit 
her with the bars.
"Now these are what's called spreaders. This one is for your knees. See this 
catch here? It snaps onto one of the rings on the band just above your knee. 
Same on the other side. Makes sure that your legs are kept wide apart so I 
can get at your cunt. Good idea, huh?"
"Yes master."
"Put it on."
He wasn't going to hit her with them, he was going to fuck her again! And in 
her pussy, not her arse. It was such a relief that she almost grabbed the 
bar from him as he held it out to her.
"Yes master."
It was easy to put on although once she had it in place she realised she was 
going to be even more helpless, totally unable to escape anything he wanted 
to do to her with this steel rod holding her knees so far apart.
"Now these ones go between you ankles and the top of your thighs, one on 
each side."
When she had them in place she was forced to kneel upright, her knees now 
locked in place at a ninety degree angle and she had to be careful that she 
didn't overbalance and fall off the bed.
"Hands behind your back."
Reaching behind her quickly cuffed her hands before clipping the cuffs to 
the leather belt around her narrow waist, effectively immobilising her 
hands. It had the added benefit of pushing her beautiful tits out. He stood 
in front of her, smiling, loving having her bound like this, totally at his 
mercy, unable to escape him even if she dared. After the last whipping he 
thought that his need to hurt her had gone, but seeing her bound like this 
the desire to hurt her, to pay her back as he used her body for his pleasure 
came back in a wave of lust.
Reaching out he ran his finger over her lips before probing into her mouth.
"Let's see, I've already fucked your mouth. Twice. You liked that didn't you 
slave? You liked sucking my cock?"
"Yes master."
His fingers left her mouth and traced down her front, between her tits.
"Thought so. Oh and remind me later that to let you write down in your 
punishment book that your didn't lick and suck my fingers when I stuck them 
in your mouth, bitch."
Her eyes shot up to his in fear but she didn't dare complain, not after last 
time and she quickly dropped her eyes.
"Yes master."
"Haven't tit fucked you yet. That'd be fun."
Bringing his hands to the side of her beautiful tits he pushed them 
together, his fingers sinking into her firm mounds. With his thumbs he was 
able to push her rubbery nipples in till he was brushing them against each 
other.
"Ohhhh."
"Like that do you slut? Wow, what a great fuck channel your big tits make. I 
could come all over your slutty face. You'd like that wouldn't you slave?
"Yes master."
She'd never heard, never even imagined something like that, using her boobs 
to have sex. It sounded so perverse, so dirty and sluttish.
"But not this time!"
"Ohhh."
His right hand had moved down to cup her mound, a finger jabbing inside her 
while his left hand kept playing with her tits tweaking and tugging at her 
nipple.
"Ohhh!"
"Of course I do like fucking your tight cunt. Do you?"
"Yes master. Ahhh!"
He'd flicked her swollen nipple with his finger
"Yes master what, you stupid bitch."
"I like you fucking me... fucking my, my tight cunt... Ohhhh."
"Cunt's a bit dry isn't it. Still I'm sure you'll get wet quickly enough 
once my cock's in you, won't you."
"Yes master."
"What about here? I haven't fucked this hole yet. Would you like me to fuck 
you up the arse, slut?"
"Unhhhh." His finger had left her vagina now and he was forcing it inside 
her arse. Of course she didn't want him to do it, but she knew that if she 
said that he'd punish her till she said what he wanted to hear.
"Yes master."
"Ahhhhh."
He'd jabbed his finger in as far as he could, scraping the inside of her 
arse with his nails while his thumb fucked back into her cunt and with his 
other hand he started squeezing her tit, crushing her nipple between finger 
and thumb.
"You know you're really starting to piss me off again. And you're earning 
yourself some fucking big time punishment cunt. If I ask something like 'do 
you want me to fuck your arse' you don't just fucking whisper yes master. 
You tell me how much you'd love it, how much you want it, want my cock up 
there."
"I'm sorry master, I do want it. I want you to fuck my arse. I want your big 
cock to fuck my arse.
Please don't punish me, don't hurt me. I'd love you to fuck my arse, really. 
Please master, please fuck my arse."
He started working his finger in her arse and his thumb in her cunt, fucking 
them while his other hand started gently tugging on her nipple.
"Are your really sure? You really want me to fuck your virgin arse?"
"Oh yes master, really, I really want your big cock up my arse, my virgin 
arse."
"Well okay slut, seeing as how you want to be arse fucked I guess that I'll 
have to do it!"
Leaning in he kissed her, his tongue pushing straight into her mouth. She 
responded instantly pressing her lips against his, duelling with his tongue, 
too scared not to as he continued to finger fuck her cunt and arse. Then he 
was gone, moving back to his desk where he picked up a tube. He came back to 
her and opening the tube, he squeezed the lubricant out. Standing in front 
of her as he slowly started greasing his cock. This was it. He was actually 
going to arse fuck her. What a day! Mouth, cunt and now arse! There were 
tears rolling down her face but there was no way her tears were going to 
stop him. In fact they'd only make it better as he gave the bitch what she 
deserved for all the humiliation he'd had to put up with from her.
"Want to make sure my cock is properly greased so it'll slide easily up your 
tight virgin arsehole.
Probably should put some on your arse too."
With a gob of grease on his fingers he reached between her legs and smeared 
it over the wrinkled pucker of her arsehole. Then he took a second gob and 
this time she grunted as he wormed a finger into her as far as he could 
spreading the grease around her arse chute.
"Let's hope that's enough. Okay bitch, time to rock and roll!"
Tossing the tube of lubricant back to the desk he climbed onto the bed 
behind her. Grabbing the bars that locked her feet and upper thighs in place 
he used them as handles to drag her further up the bed.
Next, reaching between her spread legs he picked up the leash which was 
still attached to her slave collar and, feeding the end under the knee 
spreader bar he pulled up on it which of course dragged her head and neck 
down. He didn't stop till her forehead was pressing into the bed, her back 
arched, tits touching the bed and her arsehole even more exposed. Tying the 
leash off on the knee spreader he lent back, looking at her, bound and 
waiting, ready for him to fuck her arse.
The sight was truly an awesomely sexy one, much more so than he'd have ever 
imagined it could be.
He'd looked at lots of bondage pics over the last months but nothing really 
prepared him for this and he knew that what he'd done here was really only 
very mild bondage. She looked so fucking exciting. Her arsehole and were 
cunt completely open to him to do whatever he wanted and there was 
absolutely nothing she could do to stop him. She couldn't run away, close 
her legs, try to push him away, fight him off, she couldn't do a thing.
Then as he stared at the reddish brown pucker of her greased arsehole he 
started to feel nervous and he froze, unable to do anything, his stomach 
feeling like there were a thousand butterflies fluttering inside.
He'd dreamed so many times about fucking her cunt and her sucking him off 
that although the reality was incredibly special, it was also something that 
in a way he'd sort of experienced before he actually did it. But he'd never 
really thought much about fucking her there, in her arse. Certainly not the 
way he'd fantasised about the other things. What if he didn't like it or if 
he couldn't get his cock in because it was too tight? He had a horrible 
image of trying and trying but being unable to get his cock into her.
Embarrassing, even humiliating. When he'd put his fingers in her it had been 
really tight, much tighter than her cunt. Maybe he should put more of the 
lubricant in her to help. And maybe he should have gagged her because she 
was probably going to really scream with this one.
However resting a hand on her bum to support himself as he prepared to get 
off the bed was enough to snap him out of it. The physical contact seemed to 
dispel his nerves and feelings of doubt almost instantly and his grip on her 
bum tightened, his fingers digging in. Without thinking about it his other 
hand moved to his greased cock as he inched forward till he could rest the 
head of his cock on her puckered arsehole. Placing both hands on her hips he 
started a small rocking motion, pushing his cock forward and then back 
again, allowing her body to rock with his. Her arsehole looked so tiny 
against his blood filled cockhead and he still had no idea what to expect as 
he prepared to fuck into her arse but now it didn't seem to matter. The 
stories he'd read were all so different with some talking about arse fucking 
as though it would almost rip the girl apart and other treating it like the 
girl would love it. He also wasn't really sure how much he'd like it but 
there was only one way to find out.
"Remember what Mandy said. Relax and you'll love it! Ready bitch? Ready for 
me to fuck this tight arsehole?"
"Yes master."
He started to tighten his grip on her hips, digging his fingers in as he 
applied a bit more pressure with his cock.
"I can't hear you. I asked if you're ready for me to fuck your tight virgin 
arsehole."
"Yes master, I'm ready for you to fuck my... my tight virgin arsehole."
"Then beg me cunt. Come on, beg me. Tell me how much you want to feel my 
cock inside your arse."
"Please fuck my... my virgin arse. Please master. I, I want to feel your 
cock inside me. Inside my arse. Please fuck my tight virgin arseho... Ohhhh! 
Ahhh, hurts!"
It was in! The head of his cock was inside her, feeling like the top of a 
tree had been punched into her guts. Instinctively she tried to pull away 
but it was impossible, restrained the way she was.
Fuck, he'd done it! His cockhead was actually inside Janet Sheen's fucking 
virgin arsehole. Fucking incredible! He smiled triumphantly as he felt her 
ineffectually try to escape. It was possible! He'd done it, his cock was 
inside her fucking arse and the way he had her secured she wasn't going 
anywhere.
For a while he was content to just rock slowly back and forth, looking at 
the incredible sight of his cock, the head invisible now, distending her 
brownish red arsehole, stretching it impossibly. The grip of her arse ring 
was so tight, much tighter than her cunt had been, that it felt like it was 
going to squeeze his cockhead off. As he rocked his hips her arse ring would 
pucker out and then disappear back in. Fucking amazing!
"Now bitch I'm going to fuck your arse till I fill it with a load of my 
come. Ready cunt?"
When she didn't answer he slapped her arse as hard as he could.
"Oww."
"I said are you ready cunt? Are you ready to have your fucking arse reamed 
out."
"Yes master."
Tightening his grip on her hips he pushed as hard as he could, his eyes 
opening wide with the incredible sight and sensations as his cock plunged 
into her till his stomach slammed into her arse and he could feel his balls 
resting against her cunt. She wailed as he fucked into her but he didn't 
care. He'd done it.
He'd fuck all three of her holes in the one day! Legend! And the feeling of 
her arse ring tightly gripping his shaft as he'd plowed into her and the 
walls of her arse rubbing against his cockhead and shaft were unlike 
anything he'd ever felt before. So tight, so exciting.
"Noo... Ahhh, hurts... please no. NOOO! Take it out! Please Richard, stop, 
take it out!"
"No way bitch, and call me master you fucking slut!"
He slapped her on the bum again but she barely felt it. Having him inside 
her like this was nothing like when he'd fucked her before. This was pain 
and absolute humiliation as he cock split her in two like a red hot poker 
and the force of his thrust jammed her face and neck roughly into the bed. 
She didn't know how those stupid sluts on the video could have enjoyed 
something like this. Instinctively she tried to pull herself off him but 
there was no where to go and when she tried to twist away his iron grip on 
her hips stopped her.
He stayed there for a few moments, savouring the sight and feel of his 
stomach pressed firmly into her arse cheeks before he started to pull out.
"Ahhhhh... noo, please! No, don't."
As he'd slowly pulled out again it felt like he was pulling her guts out and 
her whole body started shaking uncontrollably as the tears coursed down her 
cheeks.
In some ways the withdrawal was even more exciting. Her arsehole was 
gripping his cock so tightly that it distended out as though she was trying 
to keep him inside her.
"No more, please, please master. Hurts. Hurts too much! Ahhhhhhh!"
He'd slammed into her again, ignoring her pleas. Then, as she continued to 
beg him to stop he set up a slow, steady rhythm pulling out till only his 
cockhead was in her and then bearing down again, sinking back into her 
greased arse till his balls were rubbing against her cuntlips, his stomach 
pressing into her bum. The sensation was fantastic and because he'd already 
come so many time today he was pretty sure he'd be able to last as long as 
he wanted.
"Fucked your mouth, fucked your cunt, now fucking your arse. Do you like 
being arse fucked slave?"
"Unhh. No, please, it hurts. Please stop master."
"No fucking way bitch. I'm not stopping till I've filled your fucking arse 
with my come."
She'd stopped her desperate attempts to to pull away from him now, 
apparently resigned to what he was doing so he let go of her hips and 
leaning over her slid his hands under her so he could hold her big tits.
He was now in a v shape, his feet providing purchase on the bed so he could 
keep fucking her, his upper body pressing against her back, her cuffed hands 
against his ribs, a great reminder of how he'd bound her for his total 
pleasure. Which is what this was he realised as he started kissing and 
biting her shoulders and neck, while he fingers started playing with the 
swollen nubs of her nipples and his cock kept fucking her arse, total 
pleasure.
It wasn't total pleasure for Janet. But it was no longer total pain. Somehow 
she was becoming accustomed to the size of his cock raping her poor behind 
and the pain was now only a dull ache. But it still was horrid and 
humiliating, nothing at all like when he'd raped her pussy earlier. As much 
as she hated admitting it having his cock inside her pussy had felt good, 
natural. Even having his cock in her mouth felt alright, but having it in 
her bum felt so alien, so degrading.
As he hugged her, the anger drained away and he was able to really enjoy the 
sensations of her skin against his, the rubbery feel of her nipples against 
his fingers and the clasping of his cock by her tight arse. And as he felt 
good so he started to want her to maybe enjoy what they were doing. Letting 
go of her left nipple he reached down across her clenching belly, his 
fingers moving through her silky pubic hair and into her slit. This time he 
had no trouble finding her clit which was already hard. She might still be 
moaning for him to stop but if her clit was hard then he reckoned that she 
must be enjoying at least some of what he was doing, the slut.
By now even the ache was gone and although she wouldn't admit she liked it, 
the feel of his hot cock plowing through her behind was no longer awful, no 
longer feeling so unnatural. What it did feel like though was that he was in 
control, total control of her. That he could impale her from behind with his 
cock and she had no choice, she had to let him do whatever he wanted.
When his finger first brushed over her clit it sent an unwanted spark of 
pleasure into her pussy and she almost cried out yes. As he started playing 
with her clitoris, rubbing and pushing it with his thumb and finger the pain 
from his cock raping her arse become mixed with the glow of pleasure that 
built steadily her between her legs.
"Oh fuck, you're arse is so fucking tight. Oh yeah this is so fucking good 
bitch, so fucking good.
Reaming you out, reaming you out with my fucking cock." And he slammed his 
cock into her even harder, driving her shoulders and face into the bed.
"Ahhhh."
"Tell me how much you like being arse fucked slut."
She was so squashed into the bed she could barely speak but somehow she 
managed to squeak out a reply.
"No. Hurts. Please stop, please. Ahhhhh."
When she refused to say that she liked being fucked in the arse he squeezed 
her tender nipple. Not as hard as he'd done a few times earlier, but hard 
enough for her to cry out in pain. He kept his grip on her nipple, his cock 
still buried deep in her arse.
"I'll ask you again cunt, do you like being arse fucked?"
"Ahhh, ahh, yes, yes I do. Please don't hurt my nipples. Please master."
"Then tell me how much you like having my big cock up you tight virgin 
arse."
"I love it. I love your cock in my virgin arse. It feels good master. I like 
being arse fucked by you master."
He slowly withdrew till only the head of his cock was in her then sank down 
again.
"Ahhh... oh, yes, master. Fuck my arse. Fuck my virgin arse with your cock. 
Oh yes, thank you master. Thank you for fucking my virgin arse."
"That's better slave. You keep telling me how much you love me fucking you."
Once again he set up a steady rhythm, fucking in and out of her arse. One 
hand holding a tit, the other playing with her clit.
By now she wasn't really conscious of what she was saying. She just knew she 
had to keep him happy so he wouldn't hurt her poor nipple so as his cock 
continued raping her behind she kept telling his how good it was, how much 
she wanted it.
That was what finally pushed him over the top, listening to her telling him 
how much she loved him fucking her arse amidst her moans of pain as he kept 
pushing her into the bed. As the almost indescribable feeling leading to his 
climax built he let go of her clit and brought his hand back to her tit.
His whole body started tingling and he could feel his balls tightening as he 
kept plowing into her arse chute, trying to make it last as long as he 
could.
"Ahhhh, yes! Coming. Coming in your fucking arse!"
Plunging completely into her he stayed there, his hips jerking with each 
spurt of come, his legs trembling as his hands squeezed into her tit flesh. 
The sensation of his come pumping along his cock and into her was so intense 
it was almost painful for him.
Of course the whole experience was totally painful for Janet. When he 
stopped teasing her clit the ache of his cock in her arse became 
overpowering and then when he started squeezing her tits, she thought he was 
going to tear them off he gripped them so hard. Each time he squeezed her 
she'd feel his cock jerk deep inside her and splash his hot come into her. 
And so her cries and moans of pain mingled with his yells and gasps of 
pleasure.
Finally it stopped and with one last jab he collasped over her, his death 
grip on her tits loosening as he slowly came down from his orgasm. He felt 
lightheaded and was content to just lie there for a while, resting on her 
bound body, his cock still impaling her while he recovered. For the next 
couple of minutes, every now and then another jolt of pleasure would course 
through his body and he'd shudder, his grip tightening again on her tits and 
his hips jabbing forward again, trying to push his cock even deeper into her 
arse.
Eventually even that died away and he was left feeling totally sated. Slowly 
his right hand started roaming again, finding its way back to her slit where 
he idly started toying with her clit. By now it had softened but it only 
took a couple of minutes of slippery manipulation for it to engorge again.
Playing with her cunt was so amazing, all he'd ever imagined and more, and 
he knew he'd never tire of it. With his thumb still on her clit he slid his 
fingers further along her wet slit till they were stopped by something. His 
cock! His fingers were touching the bottom of his cock where it was stuffed 
into her arse! Fucking amazing!
Running the tip of his finger over her arse hole he realised it felt 
different. It was no longer puckered like before. Now it was smooth, 
stretched wide by his cock. He pulled back an inch, actually feeling how her 
arse ring extended out then sort of folded in when he pushed his cock back 
into her. He did it a few more times, blown away at actually being able to 
play with a girl like this.
But the magic lure of her cunt was calling him and he moved his fingers back 
to her slit till he could feel the opening to her cunt. It felt so great, 
slippery and wet, as he rubbed at the opening before plunging two fingers 
into her.
"Ohhh..."
She tried to stop it but as his thumb was playing with her clitoris she 
could feel her excitement building again. Then when his finger's pushed 
inside her she gave up and just focused on feeling good. If she had to put 
up with the pain, at least occassionally there should be something that felt 
good. And it felt great as his fingers pistoned into her and his thumb kept 
sliding over her engorged clitoris. There was a temptation to hold off, to 
make it last but she was also uncertain if he'd keep playing with her so she 
closed her mind to everything but the rapidly growing pleasure in her pussy.
Richard wasn't really interested in her pleasure when he started finger 
fucking her. He was just enjoying being able to play with her cunt like 
this. But when she started moaning and her legs started quivering he 
realised that she was acturally getting turned on by what he was doing and 
he decided to see it he could make her come. Leaving his fingers as deep 
inside her as he could he started twisting them around as he brushed his 
thumbnail over her swollen clit. He was rewarded by increased groans and 
then her legs started shaking and her cunt seemed to contract, gripping his 
fingers like a vise.
"Ohhh, ohhh, yes. Ohh, fuck. Yes. Oh yes!!"
Everytime he scraped his thumb over her clit her body jerked and she moaned 
again, so he kept it up, wondering if how long he could make her come for. 
As the pressure of her cunt on his fingers relaxed he started finger fucking 
her again, squishing his fingers around inside her.
"That's it cunt. Come for me like the slut you are. Want to come again? Huh? 
Want to come again for me slave? Come on, come on slut!"
And she did, her body spasming again as waves of pleasure exploded from her 
pussy.
"Ohhh. Yes, coming. Oh fuck. Oh yes."
By now Richard was getting a bit tired and his hand felt like it was going 
to cramp if he didn't give it a rest. Pulling his hips back he watched his 
come covered cock slide from her arse till his cockhead popped out. She 
stayed open! Her arsehole stayed gaping open after he'd pulled out. Fucking 
amazing!
As he watched, it slowly closed in, puckering up once more.
Letting go of her tits and cunt, he fell back on the bed, revelling in the 
afterglow of not only having come in her arse but also having made her come 
like that.
As Richard pulled away from her, Janet lost her balance and toppled to her 
side facing away from Richard, one leg sticking up in the air because of the 
spreader bar. For a few moments she lay there, coming down from the double 
orgasm shed' just had. Then she remembered what she had to do unless she 
wanted to be punished again. Blocking her mind from the horror of it, she 
started wriggling her body, inching it around on the bed till she could see 
Richard as he lay on his back, legs splayed, obviously satisified. Finally, 
after what felt like an eternity of effort, she was in position, her face 
near his hips.
As he lay there he could feel her moving on the bed but knew she couldn't 
really get anywhere so he didn't bother. It was only when he felt her 
against his thigh that he lifted his head, wondering what she was trying to 
do. By the time he worked it out, it was to late to stop her.
Raising her head, she stared at his still swollen cock. Last time it had 
been tinged red, this time his come was tinged brown from being in her bum. 
She knew that if she thought about it she wouldn't be able to do anything so 
she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and lowered her face till she was able 
to scoop his cockhead into her mouth.
His first instinct was to tell her she didn't have to do this, clean his 
come and shit covered cock, but as he felt her mouth engulf him and her 
tongue start swirling around his cock he shut up. After all she was just 
doing what he'd told her to do, just being a good slave. As he watched her 
struggling he realised it was going to be difficult for her to clean him if 
he left her bound.
"That's a good obedient slave. Now I'm just going to take a couple of these 
things off so you can clean me properly."
Reaching over her, he first undid the handcuffs and was soon rewarded by the 
feel of her small hands cupping his balls. Then he unclipped the spreader 
bars, letting them fall to the floor.
It felt so good not to have the bar holding her knees apart that she'd have 
thanked him if her mouth wasn't full of his cock. Once the horror of having 
his cock in her mouth after it had been in her bum had passed she realised 
that it didn't taste revolting like she'd thought it would. So she kept 
sucking and licking at his cock, taking as much into her mouth as she could 
before letting it out and moving her mouth and tongue around the lower half, 
finally making her way down to his balls, cleaning them as well.
Richard lay back with his head propped up on the pillow so he could watch 
her work, totally content as his slave girl cleaned his cock. This was 
definitely the life, his naked slut licking him clean. Her tongue felt so 
good as it covered every inch of his cock and balls. So fucking good that he 
wondered if his cock would ever be soft again.
Soon she'd cleaned all the come from him but she kept licking and sucking, 
not game to stop till he told her too. Then he started to move. At first she 
wasn't sure what he was doing but it quickly became apparent. He was 
spreading his legs apart and lifting his knees up in the air which of course 
tilted his pelvis up, opening up his arse crack and exposing his arsehole. 
She knew what he wanted and this time she didn't even think of resisting. 
After all she'd already licked him there today and she'd just cleaned his 
cock after it had been in her bum.
Richared was half expecting her to ignore what he was doing so when he felt 
the wet tickle of her tongue moving along the ridge under his balls he was 
pleasantly surprised. He wished he could actually watch her licking his arse 
crack and resolved to arrange that next time with maybe a mirror or even 
film it with his parents camera. Now that would be a real buzz, filming her 
doing all sorts of things. He could make his own private porno collection. 
For now however he was more than content to enjoy the feel of her tongue 
licking away moving closer and closer to his arsehole.
"That's a good slave. Lick me everywhere. Oh fuck yes. Lick my fucking 
arsehole. Oh fuck that's good."
When he felt the tip of her tongue touching his arsehole it took his breath 
away. This was so disgusting, so fucking good to have her tongue on his 
arse. Holding her head in place he made sure she stayed there.
"Yeah that's it, keep licking me slut. Come on slut, I want to feel your 
tongue. Come on, try pushing you tongue in me. Come on slut, do it."
Earlier when she'd had to lick him like this the position she was in meant 
she couldn't see what she was doing which was so much better. This time 
however she was sort of upside down, the top of her head now pressed into 
the bed. As she'd moved her mouth down from his balls she was transfixed by 
the pucker of his arsehole, knowing that she was going to be putting her 
tongue on it again. It felt so disgusting, dirtier than even licking the 
cock clean. She felt like such a slut and then her tongue was on it and his 
hand was on her head, pushing her into him stopping her from even thinking 
about escaping from this ultimate humiliation. She licked the puckered skin, 
trying unsuccessfully to not think about what she was doing. Then, as if 
from far away she heard him telling her to do something. It took a while to 
understand what he was saying and when she finally understood she 
instinctively tried to pull back.
"No you don't cunt. I want to feel your fucking tongue up my arse. Come on. 
Stick it out and clean out my arse. Do it bitch or I'll fucking punish you 
so fucking hard."
So she did the only thing she could, obeyed him, sticking her tongue out, 
funnelling it into a point as he kept the pressure on her head.
"Fuck. Fucking hell. Oh shit that's fucking amazing. What a fucking slut. 
Yeah, get it in there.
Fucking lick my arse cunt! Oh fuck that's fucking amazing."
Her tongue had only pushed into him maybe half an inch but what a feeling. 
Not just the feeling either, but also the knowledge that Janet Sheen was 
sticking her tongue in his bum. That's probably what made it feel so 
intense. Finally after a couple of incredible minutes he eased off on the 
pressure on her head, letting her tongue slipped out.
"Fuck that felt amazing. Just what your fucking mouth should be used for, 
bitch. Okay, just keep licking me for a while. Like a little bitch puppy 
dog."
For the next twenty minutes he let her lick and suck him, getting her to 
move from his arse to his balls to his cock and back by tugging on her hair. 
Although after the first few tugs he didn't have to do it anymore as she 
kept moving her tongue and lips around his crotch by herself. By now she no 
longer cared what she did. It wouldn't have mattered what he told her to do 
at the moment, she'd have done it she was so exhausted and demoralised. So 
she kept licking at him, his cock rubbing all over her face, till her lips 
felt like they were swollen and every time she came to his arsehole she 
narrowed her tongue, pushing it into him as much as she could while he 
moaned and called her a slut, an arse licking bitch and a cunt.
He didn't think he'd come again, not after already having come four times 
today but as she kept licking him the familiar pressure slowly built. Her 
mouth was once again covering his arse, her tongue pushing into him when he 
knew it was close. Part of him wanted to feel her mouth sucking his come out 
of him again but then he knew he'd have lots of opportunities for that in 
the days ahead. Today was obviously for trying lots of different things.
"Okay, I'm going to come again."
His hand tightened in her hair and she moved up till she was poised above 
his cock ready to finish sucking him off.
"No, not in your mouth. This time I'm going to come all over your slut face. 
Come on, start jerking me off. Come on cunt, get your fucking hand on my 
cock and start jerking. Yeah, that's the way. Play with my balls with your 
other hand. Careful! Oh, yeah. Now a bit faster. Faster! Yeah perfect. Hey, 
beg for it. Come on slut. Beg me to come on your face."
"Umm... please come on my face."
"Fuck bitch, you can do better than that. Or do you want me to whip you 
again. Want me to whip your fucking tits?"
"No master, no please. Please come on my face. Please I want you to come all 
over my face."
"Your slutty face."
"Please come on my slutty face."
"You're a cunt aren't you?"
"Yes master, I'm a cunt."
"Whose cocksucking cunt are you?"
"Ummm, what master?"
"Fuck, you're my cunt aren't you?"
"Oh, yes master, yes. I'm your cunt. Your cocksucking cunt. Please come on 
your... your cunt's face master. Please master I want your come on my slutty 
face. On my cocksucking face."
"Slut!"
"Yes master, I'm a slut. I'm you slut. Please come on my face, your slut, 
your cunt's face master."
"Ahhh, yeah. Take it cunt. Don't you fucking move. Oh fuck yeah. Open your 
mouth bitch. Oh fuck right up your fucking nose! Oh shit!"
The first spurt landed on her forehead and across her right eye. By the time 
the last spurt had come out there were ropey strands of come on both her 
cheeks, in her hair and dribbing down her nose, lips and chin. Pulling her 
head down onto his cock he made her suck the last bits of come from his 
cock, working her face up and down on his shaft.
"Suck the rest out. Yeah that's the way. Swallow my come cocksucker. Oh yeah 
that's the way you should always look cunt. Your fucking face covered in my 
come. What a fucking slut. Oh yeah, you cocksucking cunt."
Finally he stopped fucking her face, flopping back down on the bed feeling 
drained. Not in a bad way though. This was beautifully drained and he was 
looking forward to feeling like this a lot more. He kept a light grip on her 
head, holding her so that there was only a couple of inches of his cock in 
her mouth.
"Okay just suck real easy. My cock's feeling a bit sensitive after coming so 
much. Use your tongue bitch. Oh yeah, that's nice!"
By now Janet was really starting to feel exhausted and, although she'd have 
preferred to be able to lie down, she was more than happy to just run her 
tongue around his smooth cockhead and not have to work hard sucking him.
As he lay there enjoying her tongue bathing his cockhead his hands started 
to idly stroke her hair. It felt so nice, almost silky he thought as he let 
the strands run through his fingers. Everything about her felt nice and now 
he sort of wondered how he could have wanted to her hurt so much. Not that 
she didn't deserve it, but all his anger seemed to have gone now and it was 
hard to imagine wanting to whip her again. What he wanted her to do now was 
treat him the way she should have been treating him the last few years. Like 
a friend. Well, what he really wanted was for her to treat him like her 
boyfriend. Then it hit him. All his plans had been about getting even with 
her, forcing her to do stuff and punishing her.
But lots of his fantasies about her were nice, like boyfriend girlfriend 
type of stuff and there was no reason why he couldn't get her to do those 
fantasies for him. It didn't have to be just the tying her up stuff because 
she had to do everything he told her to do. Awesome. If he wanted to he 
could even make her be his girlfriend.
Then something else hit him. Hunger! Turning his head to check his bedside 
clock he was surprised to see that it was six o'clock. Time to order some 
food in and maybe have a shower.
Shower. A couple of times he'd fantasised about having a shower with Janet 
and now he could make that fantasy come true. Just another one of the 
hundred's of fantasies he'd had involving Janet over the last few years. 
Hundred's of times he'd jerked off as he'd imagined them doing all sorts of 
things, not just raping her or whipping her. Some were sort of naff things 
like having a shower with her or her seducing him or him seducing her or 
being out somewhere like at McDonalds and she'd jerk him off under the table 
or being able to put his hand up her skirt and finger her somewhere 
public... yeah, he knew what he wanted to do for the rest of the evening. 
Make his fantasies come to life. There were at least a couple of fantasies 
he could play out tonight, starting with the shower one.
Chapter 8: Sleep Over
When Richard had said he was going to have a shower Janet foolishly thought 
she'd be left alone for a while. But although he took all the cuffs off he 
left her collar on and made her crawl to the bathroom as he told her that he 
was going to let her clean him.
As he stood in the large shower, letting his naked slave soap and wash him 
he felt like an arab shiek with a harem girl pampering him and looking after 
his every need. Way cool! Especially as he made her carefully soap and wash 
his still hard cock and run her soapy fingers through his arse crack. The 
other part that was great was when her boobs brushed against him. Also way 
cool!
Boobs had to be one of the greatest things ever invented! When she was 
behind him, washing his back he captured her hands, bringing them around to 
his chest so that her big boobs were squashed against his back.
"That's the way slave, use those tits to wash me with. Yeah, good slave 
girl."
He made her rub him with her soapy boob for a while, getting her to stop and 
soap up her tits a couple of times till the rumble in his stomach intruded. 
After she's washed him he'd intended playing with her soapy body but he 
decided that could wait till another time. Which was one of the great things 
about this, that there would be other time - as many of them as he wanted.
"Okay slave, I reckon I must be clean now. Your turn. I'll give you thirty 
minutes to be clean, dry and looking good again."
It didn't take too long for Richard to dry and then she was alone, standing 
under the water, finally able to relax a bit as she tried to imagine the 
water washing all the horror and humiliation away. When she eventually 
turned off the shower it felt so good to be able to cover herself, to wrap a 
towel around her body that she just stood there, luxuriating in the feeling 
although she knew she'd have to get rid of the towel when he came back.
Picking up the hair dryer she sat in front of the mirror, examining her face 
really carefully as she started drying her hair. Nothing. Somehow she 
thought she should look different. After all she'd been raped, whipped, had 
all sorts of disgusting things done to her so surely it would show. But it 
didn't, not even where he'd slapped her face. Now that she'd showered, even 
her eyes were clear, no longer red from all the crying she'd done.
Putting down the dryer she slowly lowered the towel, exposing her boobs.
There were a couple of faint red marks, but nothing that really looked like 
she been whipped. She carefully traced a finger along one of the marks 
across the top of her left boob but it didn't hurt. Still nothing. Then her 
focus went to her nipples remembering the agony when the whip had landed on 
them and when he'd squeezed them. Surely they'd still be sore she thought.
Tentatively she rubbed her finger over her left nipple.
"Ohhh."
Although touching her nipple brought a gasp, it wasn't from pain. She 
quickly pulled the towel back up, ashamed at the tingling rush of pleasure 
that had radiated from her nipple when she touched it. Picking up the dryer 
again, she resumed drying her hair, fighting back a fresh round of tears. 
Once again her body was betraying her, proving what a slut she really was.
Mechanically she kept brushing and drying her hair till her arm ached and 
she had to stop. She sat, shoulders slumped, totally defeated once again as 
she stared blankly at the mirror, waiting for Richard.
"Yeah, that's great, you're looking good again. Okay, towel off and get in 
position slave."
She hadn't heard him come into the bathroom but she quickly slid off the 
chair, reluctantly unwrapping the towel and letting it drop to the floor as 
she knelt in front of him, hands behind her back. Although her eyes were 
downcast she could see the end of the lead so she wasn't surprised when he 
put the collar around her neck again, locking it in place. Then he dropped 
her clothes at her feet.
"Okay slave, you can put these back on for a while."
"Thank you."
"Master!"
"Thank you master. I'm sorry."
"You can write it down in your punishment book later along with all the 
other stuff. Now get them on."
Clothes. She wouldn't have to walk around naked. She quickly picked up them 
up, looking for her underpants, desperate to cover herself now that he was 
going to let her, but they weren't there. Her bra was also missing. All that 
he'd given her were her skirt and t-shirt. She knew she should just put on 
the skirt and top but she couldn't help herself asking.
"Umm, where's the rest... master?"
"What'd you mean?"
"Well, my bra and panties aren't here master."
"Fuck. You're really asking to be punished aren't you slave. You'll wear 
what I want you to wear. And I don't want you wearing underpants or a bra. 
You know what? For asking that you're not allowed to wear underpants or a 
bra from now on, understand? Ever! From now on you tits and cunt have to be 
available to me whenever I want them. So quit complaining or you can give me 
back the t-shirt slave."
"No, it's ok, I'm sorry master. I'm sorry really. Look, I'm putting them on 
master."
Cursing herself for being so stupid she quickly pulled the skirt and t-shirt 
on, grateful to at least be able to cover herself this much. Sinking to her 
knees again she resolved to just do what he said and not give him anymore 
reasons for punishments.
Richard found it almost as much of a turn on watching her legs and boobs 
disappear under the skirt and t-shirt, as when she taken them off earlier in 
the day. When she was finally kneeling at his feet again he felt what was 
becoming a familiar rush of power, this time because he knew that if he 
wanted to he could just put his hands inside her clothes and play with her 
and she wouldn't dare object. She was so his.
"Okay but that'll be two punishments. One for not calling me master and one 
for asking stupid questions. Now come on. Pizza should be here soon. No... 
you can crawl slave girl."
"Yes master."
With a tug on the leash, he headed off and she crawled after him, starting 
to wonder what other horrors he had planned for tonight and trying not to 
think of what the punishments might be.
They'd just reached the bottom of the stairs when the doorbell rang. His 
first thought was that he should hide her but then he realised that there 
was no need. In fact he could have a bit of fun with her.
"Okay slave, up you get. Here's the money."
She stared at him blankly as he unclipped the leash.
"I want you to pay for the pizza. Come on."
With any luck the delivery guy would be someone they knew from school so he 
could show off his new girlfriend but unfortunately it wasn't. However the 
guy was obviously impressed with Janet. When she answered the door his eyes 
went straight to her tits, checking out her obviously braless state which 
caused Janet to blush a deep red. Richard took the pizza and drink, quickly 
getting rid of them so he could stand behind her as she paid the guy.
He carefully put his hand on her beautiful arse, wishing he could tell the 
guy that she was his slave but knowing he'd just have to be happy with the 
guy assuming she was his girlfriend. Which was a pretty cool thing anyway. 
For a second she tensed and he thought she was going to try to pull away but 
she didn't.
As Janet and the guy did their stuff, Richard dropped his hand down till he 
felt the back of her bare thigh, then brought it up underneath her skirt 
till he was holding her naked arse cheek, gently squeezing the firm flesh. 
She only just managed to muffle her gasp, turning it into a cough as his 
finger slipping into her arse crack and pressed against her arsehole. The 
guy gave her a funny look as she coughed again, trying to cover her 
discomfort as he counted out the change in front of her and as Richard 
pushed his finger further forward along her slit till he was just able to 
get the tip of his finger into her cunt.
As soon as the pizza guy had backed out the door, shutting it behind him, 
Richard pulled his hand out and acted as though nothing unusual had 
happened.
"Okay. You take this stuff into the family room, I'll go get some glasses 
and stuff. Thought we could watch some tv, ok?"
"Um, ok... master."
They ate the pizza in front of the tv, sitting on the sofa side by side, 
watching reruns of The Simpson's on cable which Janet was sort of grateful 
for because it allowed her to half forget what had happened. And Richard 
didn't try to do anything to her which was even better. By the end of the 
third episode she was even joining Richard's laughter at the craziness of 
the Simpson's. Then a made for tv movie started and Richard left her by 
herself for a while as he cleared away the stuff from their dinner.
The movie wasn't really very interesting but Janet watched it intently. She 
figured that if it looked like she was really into it Richard might leave 
her alone.
When he came back, Richard was feeling sort of nervous as he'd decided that 
for the rest of the evening he wanted to act out another of his Janet 
fantasies. It was a major one this time, where he'd "accidentally" met Janet 
somewhere and instead of ignoring him like normal, she'd told him that she 
was really sorry about everything that had happened. She'd finally realised 
how horrible she'd been to him and really wanted them to be friends again.
Richard, being such a great guy, had of course forgiven her and asked her if 
she wanted to come over to his place to hang out. They'd ended up watching 
tv and fortunately his parents were out. It was evening and they sat side by 
side on the sofa, watching a movie. Naturally they kissed and started to 
make out. It was really romantic and eventually she asked him to make love 
to her, telling him she wanted him to be her first. So of course he did.
Sometimes on the sofa, other times they'd go to his room. And it was always 
great!
Of course he knew that reality wasn't going to be quite the same but that 
was okay. Just as long as it was close he thought. Sitting down alongside 
her again, he put his right arm around her shoulder, his hand casually 
draped on the top of her arm. In the fantasy she would have immediately 
snuggled into his chest but she just stayed as she was, sort of frozen, 
watching the tv.
Problem. Of course Janet didn't know what the fantasy he was playing out 
was. He didn't want to have to tell her what to do all the time as he knew 
that would spoil the fantasy so he put some pressure on her arm with his 
hand, sort of pulling her closer to him, hoping she'd get it. For a second 
he thought she was going to resist but then she was changing her position, 
letting her head rest against his chest as she moved lower on the sofa. 
Although he did notice that she kept a hold of her skirt, making sure it 
didn't ride up her legs.
Still, he could live with that. It just felt so good to have Janet's head 
against his chest.
After this initial move, Janet expected him to do more but he seemed content 
with having her head on his chest. After a few minutes waiting for his next 
move she relaxed again and tried to turn her attention back to the movie.
Maybe the night was going to be okay after all she thought.
Richard resisted the temptation to do anything for as long as he could. He 
only half watched the movie, most of his time being spent looking down at 
her body, watching the way her beautiful boobs rose and fell. Because she 
didn't have her bra on he could see the bumps her nipple made on the tshirt. 
They obviously weren't hard but it was still an incredible turn on being 
able to look at the sexy bumps they made against the thin material of her 
tshirt. And below her boobs, her slim legs were like a magnet as they 
disappeared under her skirt.
When the temptation became too great he just shifted position a bit as 
though he was getting comfortable again and in doing so his left hand ended 
up against her left knee. For a couple of minutes he didn't do anything but 
then he started moving finger against her knee. Now in his fantasy she would 
have responded, moved even closer and let her hand drift to his leg, 
caressing him the same way he was caressing her. But of course she didn't do 
any of that so he just concentrated on his mission which was to slowly work 
his way up her leg to that magical place, her cunt.
As soon as his fingers touched her knee Janet knew is was on again, knew 
that this was the start of another round of some sort of sex. As she watched 
first one finger, then two, then his whole hand moving against her knee she 
just hoped that there would be no pain this time. Which she knew meant she'd 
have to do what he wanted and not try to stop him. So as his hand moved 
further up her leg she resisted her natural instinct to push his hand away 
and stayed leaning against his shoulder, trying to stay relaxed, hoping that 
this was what he wanted her to do. The first real test came when his hand 
was about a quarter the way along her thigh and his finger pressed against 
her other leg. She knew what this meant and immediately let her legs spread 
apart a bit.
When she let her legs spread at just the lightest push from his finger he 
felt his cock jerk. This was more like the way she should be acting, 
responding immediately to what he did. His hand move down between her legs, 
caressing the silky smooth inside of her thigh and when his fingers once 
again brushed against her other leg she spread them open again even further. 
Then a couple of seconds later he watched spellbound as, without any 
prompting from him, she moved her right foot, her leg spreading apart as far 
as her skirt would allow, giving him total access to her cunt. Yes! She was 
doing it totally! His stomach sort of tightened and his cock got even harder 
if that was possible. This was becoming such a turn on!
It wasn't that she wanted to open her legs like this but as his fingers 
moved further up her leg she'd figured she didn't have a choice. Of course 
it then made it easy for his hand and fingers to stroke the sensitive inside 
of her thigh which felt nice. Very nice. Increasingly nice, especially as he 
was taking so long about it, his fingers and nails moving almost 
imperceptibly closer to her pussy.
By now his hand was pushing against her skirt, inching it higher and higher 
up her legs, exposing more and more of her beautiful thighs. Then another 
movement caught his eyes and he stared transfixed as her nipples hardened, 
pushing out against her tshirt. She must be getting turned on by this.
Fucking amazing! He didn't really think about the next move as his other 
hand left her shoulder and turned her head up to him till their lips met.
One part of her was telling her just do the minimum but there was another 
part that really was getting turned on and there was no hesitation in 
parting her lips and letting his tongue invade her mouth. No, not invade 
because he was being nice, gentle even, his tongue just carefully probing 
till she let her own tongue answer.
As they kissed he let his hand move all the way up till he was pressing 
against her hot cunt, feeling the wonderful touch of her silky pubic hair 
against his thumb as it rested on her mound. This was so perfect, kissing 
her as he started to feel her up. Well almost perfect.
The only thing that was missing now for Richard was the feel of her hand on 
his cock which by now felt like it was going to burst as it pressed up 
against his shorts, begging to be released and played with. For a while he 
was content to just kiss her, hoping she'd do something herself but finally 
he had to get her moving. He brought his right hand down again so it was on 
her upper arm and then all he needed to do was apply a little bit of 
pressure and her hand moved from her side over to his leg.
She wasn't surprised when he did this as she knew he'd want her to touch his 
thing... no, his cock, it was just that she hadn't been able to bring 
herself to initiate it. Now however it was clear what he wanted so she moved 
her hand along his leg till she felt the lump made by his cock.
Richard's stomach was doing flip flops with the intensity of what was 
happening. He was sitting watching tv with Janet Sheen and they were 
petting, necking, making out, whatever anyone wanted to fucking call it. And 
it was so close to being the real thing, really like she was his girlfriend, 
so like his fantasies, that he was feeling totally satisfied. Well almost 
totally satisfied.
That would come when he fucked her again, but for the moment he wanted to 
keep enjoying kissing her and feeling her up like this while she played with 
his cock.
As he felt her hand wrapping around his cock, lightly squeezing it, he 
pressed his index finger into her slit and curling it up, managed to slide 
it into her cunt.
She tensed, moaning into his mouth and then it felt like she actually pushed 
her hips forward, as though she was trying to get more of his finger inside 
her.
Which he was more than happy to do except the position they were in made it 
hard to get more than half his finger inside her. Time to get her into a 
better position.
Moving his hand from between her legs he reached over and grabbed her legs 
with one hand while his other hand was applying pressure on her far arm. For 
a second nothing happened and then she obviously worked out what he wanted. 
She was already half twisted to him so it was fairly easy for her to 
reposition herself, swinging her body over his, so that she was kneeling on 
the couch, her knees on either side of his legs, her body now facing him.
During this they hadn't broken their kiss and her hand hadn't left his cock.
Her other hand ended up on his shoulder and for a while Richard was content 
to just kiss her, his hands resting on her back as he enjoyed the feel of 
her hand playing with his cock and her tongue in his mouth. Eventually of 
course he wanted more and he started caressing her back, making sure as he 
did so that he was starting to pull her t-shirt up, bit by bit till it 
wouldn't go any further.
Only then did he reluctantly break the kiss.
As he lifted the tshirt up and off, she kept her eyes down, unable to look 
at him. This was getting confusing again. After all he'd done to her, 
kissing him like this should be horrible but it wasn't. He was a good 
kisser, strong but not slobby like some of the guys she'd known. And 
although his tongue was in her mouth, it wasn't like he was trying to choke 
her with it. Her arms lifted up in the air as the tshirt came off and then 
they were down by her side as she just stopped herself from using them to 
hide her naked boobs from him.
It seemed kind of silly to him but seeing her boobs once again really took 
his breath away they were so perfect. Big, round and sitting impossibly high 
on her body, not sagging one little bit like so many of the boobs he'd seen 
in the stuff on the net. Begging him to kiss them, to worship them! So he 
did, leaning in till his lips captured her left nipple as his hands returned 
to her back. In his fantasies, her nipples had never been as exciting as 
they were in real life. The texture of them against his lips and tongue was 
unlike anything else he'd ever known and he knew that he'd keep returning to 
them again and again in the days ahead.
For a few seconds Janet was unsure what to do, caught in a three way fight.
She could either be a statue till he made her do something, pretend to like 
what he was doing or she could give into the pleasure of what he was doing 
to her body. She just decided to do the safe, middle choice and pretend to 
like what he was doing when he started to gently suck on her nipple at the 
same time as the tip of his tongue was circling around it.
"Ohh, mmm..."
Of their own volition, her hands came up to his head, holding him against 
her, as her eyes closed and she allowed herself to become lost in the 
tingling pleasure he was bringing to her nipples. It was like she suddenly 
had the most incredible itch in her nipple and he was giving her the 
ultimate satisfaction as he dealt with it.
For the next few minutes Richard licked and sucked at her nipples, taking 
the time as he moved from one to the other to really get to know them. He 
loved the occasional moans she made and the times when her hands tightened 
momentarily on his head, making a mental note of just what his lips and 
tongue were doing each time it happened. What she seemed to like the most 
was when he was using a moderate suction at the same time as he swirled his 
tongue around the rubbery buds. The other one that seemed to work was 
flicking his tongue as quickly as he could over them.
The trouble was that all she was doing now was holding his head and moaning 
a bit. In his fantasy she was more active than this, constantly touching 
him, showing how much she wanted him. This was sort of okay, but not really 
what he wanted and finally he had to acknowledge that she wasn't keeping up 
her side of his fantasy. Her hands had remained on his head for way too 
long. Not that having her hands on his head wasn't great, especially when 
her fingers tightened on his head, sort of giving him a head massage.
But by now, at least in his fantasy, she should have been taking his clothes 
off and she should have been touching him everywhere, not just on his head.
Reluctantly he pulled back, releasing her nipple.
Janet had sort of lost herself over the last few minutes, closing her eyes 
and just allowing the wonderful sensations to flow through her boobs as he 
licked and sucked at her nipples. It took her a couple of seconds to 
register that he wasn't bringing his mouth back to her nipples and she 
opened her eyes, slowly focusing on his face, only inches from hers, his 
lips parted, inviting her.
He waited for a few seconds as they stared at each other but she didn't make 
any move so reluctantly he ran his hands along her arms up to where they 
were still resting on his head. Taking her hands in his he moved them down 
to his chest so her fingers were against the buttons of his shirt. When he 
felt her fumbling with the top button, he closed the gap between them and 
started kissing her again.
She'd been so confused, almost at the point of panicking after he'd broken 
the kiss and kept staring at her. Even when he moved her hands from his head 
she still didn't know what he wanted. It was only as she felt the button on 
his shirt against her finger that she realised what he wanted. She started 
unbuttoning his shirt, doing them as quickly as she could, working her way 
down his chest till she had them all undone. He hadn't put his arms around 
her again and she knew that this must be so she'd be able to take his shirt 
off, so she did, working it over his shoulders and down his arms then 
letting it fall to the couch behind them.
With his shirt now off, she knew what he'd be wanting next. He'd want her to 
take the rest of his clothes off. She tried to do it but her fingers seemed 
to freeze and she just couldn't. After what felt like an eternity, she put 
her hands on his back and started caressing his back as they continued 
kissing, hoping that doing this would keep him happy.
Now that his shirt was off, he pulled her against him, loving the feel of 
her hard nipples touching him and then her boobs flattening out against his 
chest like twin pillows. But although that felt great he knew it was now 
totally impossible to keep the fantasy thing going. Maybe he should have 
told her what he wanted but that would have sort of spoiled it anyway. It 
was probably that she needed more training. Yeah, that was it. He was 
treating her like his girlfriend but she was his slave, not his girlfriend. 
And what he was meant to be doing now was training her to be a good sex 
slave. Already he'd found that punishing her was a very effective way of 
getting her to be a good slave so it was pretty clear that he was going to 
have to punish her lots more before she really got it.
He decided to mostly discard the fantasy, but not the fuck! After fucking 
her, he'd give her another punishment session, making sure she understood 
that some of the punishment was because she wasn't doing the things he 
wanted her to do right now. Breaking the seal between their lips, he moved 
her head down, tilting his head back so her lips were against his throat. 
For a couple of seconds she just left them against his throat, not really 
doing anything then he felt her tongue and the movement of her lips, licking 
and kissing him. As he guided her head lower, his other hand was pressing 
against her knee till she moved it back.
For a while Janet was confused about what he wanted, desperately trying to 
figure it out. Then it dawned. He wanted her to standup, probably so she 
could take off his pants, but she obviously had to keep kissing his body at 
the same time.
The way she was kissing his throat and then his chest as he pushed her head 
further down was kind of disappointing. Not that it wasn't great just to 
feel her lips on him. To know that it was Janet's tongue that was licking 
him but he thought it should have felt even better. It was tentative, didn't 
really feel like she was getting into it the way he knew he had when he'd 
kissed her whole body earlier in the day. He'd have to remember to punish 
her for that later so she'd be better at it the next time. Yeah, that was 
definitely the way to go, use this to set up her punishments! And then maybe 
have a training session.
And what he could do tomorrow maybe would be have a training session where 
he was punishing her as part of the session. That'd be fun. He could tell 
her to do things to him, punish her for not doing the properly, get her to 
do them again, punish her. Shit he could do that all day till she was 
absolutely perfect at all the sex stuff he wanted! Yeah, tomorrow was going 
to be an awesome day too!
Still, at least she'd worked out that she had to stand up so she could get 
his pants off. As he felt her hands tugging at the waist of his shorts, he 
lifted his bum, allowing her to pull them down his legs and off, letting his 
raging hard cock bounce free again. Soon, soon he'd be back inside that most 
amazing of places, her beautiful, tight, velvety cunthole!
Both his hands were now holding her head, guiding her lips down his body and 
she had no doubt where he wanted her to end up. When the underside of her 
chin bumped into his cockhead she heard him gasp and then he was pulling her 
mouth from his stomach and tilting her face down. Opening her lips wide she 
let the smooth swollen head of his cock slide over them into her mouth once 
again.
"Oh yeah. That's the way, get my cock wet."
Now that she knew exactly what he wanted, it was easy. Bringing her hands 
into play, her left hand cradled his balls while her right hand held the 
base of his cock and started moving up and down, just as the girls in the 
videos did.
"Mmmmm"
"Oh fuck yeah. And take the rest of your clothes off. That's the way."
Maybe it was no longer his 'first time' fantasy but it was still fucking 
amazing he thought as he looked down at her. He was watching the top of her 
head bobbing up and down as she started sucking his cock, her lips tight and 
her tongue moving against his cockhead and shaft. Then as he looked down her 
back, one hand start tugging at her skirt, pulling it from where it was 
bunched around her waist, over her hips and bum, and then down her legs to 
fall to the floor. Now she was naked again, just the way a slave should be! 
And as she settled down onto her knees again, he felt her boobs against his 
thighs, her hard nipples drilling into his legs.
He kept her servicing his cock for at least ten minutes, one hand guiding 
her head up and down in an almost hypnotic dance with his hips providing an 
instinctive counter move. As her head swallowed him his hips pushed up, and 
then dropped down as her tight sucking mouth moved back up. Heaven!
It would have been good to let her keep sucking him till he filled her mouth 
with his come once again but he wanted more, he wanted to come deep inside 
her as he felt her body pressed against his. He lifted her head off his 
swollen cock.
"Ok, get back up here. Come on, sit up here like you were before."
As Janet clambered back onto the couch, her knees on either side of his 
thighs, he slid down a little further so that his wet cock was positioned 
under her, ready for her to sit on it.
"Sit on my cock. Come on, put my cock in you. I want to feel it sliding all 
the way into you."
As her hand started to position his hard cock at her slit his mouth hungrily 
covered hers again, his tongue pushing into her mouth. Rubbing his cockhead 
back and forth through her already damp slit she eased down a fraction as 
she lined the head up with the entrance to her vagina... no her cunt. For a 
moment she hesitated, her shame and humiliation surfacing, not sure if she 
could bring herself to voluntarily impale herself on his cock but the fear 
of his "punishments" was enough push her into action. Easing down she let 
him enter her. Start raping her again but this time apparently she was going 
to have to do all the work.
"Ohh..."
At first it was just the top of his cock stretching her again, filling her 
entrance but then she eased down more, once again feeling a cock opening her 
up, splitting her in two. With half his cock inside she stopped to get her 
breath before she lifted up a fraction and then dropped down again. This 
happened three more times until she had all his cock inside her, filling her 
totally. During all this their mouths had been glued together, his tongues 
invading her mouth as his cock invaded her cunt.
For a while she stayed locked there, coming to terms once again at feeling 
so incredibly full. The trouble was that it felt good having this thing 
inside her and she didn't want it to, she wanted it to feel horrible, like 
being raped should feel. But it didn't feel horrible, didn't feel like an 
invasion, more like a coming home as though she was meant to have something 
stretching and filling her down there.
"Oh yeah, your pussy is so hot. So hot and so tight. Feels so fucking good.
Okay, now, fuck me. Come on start moving it slave."
As she started slowly moving up and down on his cock he dropped his head 
down to her tits, capturing one of her hard nipples in his mouth and sucking 
on it while his hands moved down to her hips. He let her keep the slow pace 
going because it sort of felt like her cunt was massaging his cock, making 
it feel really good but not pushing him too far. Having come so many times 
already today he was pretty sure he'd be able to hold out for a long time 
and he was planning on enjoying every long minute of it.
His lips moved back and forth from one nipple to the other as his hands 
caressed her thighs and bum, feeling her muscles flex and relax as she 
continued fucking him. It wasn't only the feelings that were so great, it 
was also the fact that he could do this. Get her to fuck him in this sort of 
gentle, loving fashion.
In spite of herself, Janet was also enjoying this, more and more. It felt 
like his cock was caressing her pussy as she slid up and down and after a 
while she was even pushing her tits forward, helping him to tongue and lick 
her achy, hard nipples.
"Ohh."
It was getting too much for both of them and when one of his hands gripped 
her hips and started to increase the pace of her fucking him there was no 
thought of resistance.
"Oh fuck yeah. Feels so fucking good. Oh shit. This is fucking incredible."
Now he took complete control of the pace forcing her to go faster and faster 
until her tits were bouncing and he couldn't keep her nipple in his mouth. 
For a while he watched her firm boobs jiggling on her chest before he pulled 
her body against his, pressing her tits to his chest as his mouth found the 
side of her neck and he started kissing her neck, sucking on her. As hard as 
he tried to hold back his climax, it proved impossible and his grip on her 
hip became almost painful as he pulled her down, jamming his cock up as 
forcefully as he could.
"Shit. Coming, fucking coming! Oh fuck yeah! Oh, fuck that's so fucking 
good! Oh shit."
He held her as tightly as he could his hips jerking up with each glorious 
pulse as he filled her cunt once again with his come.
"Oh fuck yeah. Coming inside you again! Fucking amazing. Oh shit that's 
good!"
Janet was getting close to coming but wasn't there yet. Her first instinct 
was to keep riding his cock, to allow the pressure that had been building on 
her clitoris each time she pressed her pubic bone against him to bubble over 
into her own climax but she didn't. She just remained frozen in position, 
waiting for his next move, praying he was happy with what she'd done and 
wouldn't find anything to punish her for.
Richard held her as tightly as he could, his spent cock still inside her, 
occasionally jabbing his hips up as another aftershock hit him. Perfection!
He'd never come so many times in the one day and felt like he'd never need 
to come again. Well at least not till tomorrow. Finally he released his grip 
on her, flopping back on the couch.
"Wow. That was so good. Fucking you is so fucking good slave."
He didn't think she'd come this time and for a couple of seconds he thought 
about making her come by playing with her clit but he really didn't think he 
had the energy. And besides she was his slave, this was about him feeling 
good, not her! Reaching out he brushed his fingers idly over her still 
swollen nipples.
"Ohh."
"Like that do you slave? Hey, I asked you a question slave."
"I'm sorry, yes master, I do. I do like it master."
"And aren't you forgetting something slave?"
She stared at him, her fear creeping up on her again as she tried to think 
of what she'd forgotten. Then it hit her. She had to clean his cock, lick 
their juices off after he'd fucked her.
"No, master, I didn't forget, really. See, I'm doing it now master."
There was a plopping sound as she pulled herself off his cock and then she 
was kneeling between his legs, her mouth and tongue busily licking every 
trace of come from his cock and balls.
Although he was enjoying the power he clearly now had over her as she 
slavishly licked and sucked his cock and balls, he was a bit pissed of that 
she'd lied to him. He'd seen it in her eyes that she had forgotten. As he 
watched her licking away all traces of his come he started to get pissed off 
at her again. She really did need punishing if she was going to keep trying 
to bullshit him. He shouldn't have had to remind her about sucking his cock 
after he'd fucked her and he she was meant to thank him for fucking her.
Yep, he'd get her to write all the things she done wrong in her book and 
then it'd be punishment time! He lent over her and whacked her on her naked 
arse.
"Ahh."
"Okay bitch, that's enough. Time to write up your punishment book."
"Yes master."
He'd left the book on the coffee table in front of them so she swiveled 
around to start.
"Let's see I think the first one would be didn't want me to watch you taking 
a piss. And didn't call me master - you'd better leave space for adding in 
each time you didn't call me master cause I think we'll find there's been a 
few. And I think you called me Richard that time which you're not allowed to 
do because you're just a slut slave so write that down."
As she started writing down the punishments the terror that gripped her body 
was so overwhelming she literally had to force her hand to write, grasping 
the pen tightly so it wouldn't slip out of her shaking hand. She didn't know 
if she'd be able to stand being whipped again and wanted to beg him not to 
hurt her but she was afraid that if she did that he'd just add more 
punishments. So she just kept on mindlessly writing, slowly filling the page 
with punishment after punishment.
He thought it would only take a few minutes but it took over thirty minutes 
for her to write down all the punishments. And during those thirty minutes 
he started to get more excited about punishing her, about giving her some 
more pain after the way she'd been hurting him for the last three years with 
her stuck up attitude. She was squatting on her knees crouched over the 
coffee table with her back to him and for a while he just slouched back on 
the couch, recovering from their fuck as he told her what to write down. 
After a while though the sight of her naked back and bum became too tempting 
and he moved forward on the couch so he could touch her.
When he touched her bum she tensed but he didn't mind that. By now it was a 
pretty long list of things he was going to be punishing her for and he 
wasn't finished yet. He cupped her bum with her hand and that was when he 
knew what he was going to do. Spank her. Put her over his knees and spank 
her.
To actually have his hand directly hitting her rather than using the whip 
would be great. Lifting his palm up he brought it down in a practice slap, 
stopping just short of hitting her but imagining the sound of his hand 
hitting her and the cry she'd make. And maybe slapping the backs of her 
thighs as well, that'd probably hurt a fair bit.
By now he had both hands on her bum, kneading the meaty globes as he 
fantasised about the spanking he was going to give her. He hurried up the 
last few punishments eager to get on with the next part of the evening.
"And final punishment I think is that you didn't thank me for fucking you 
just then. Didn't thank me for filling your worthless cunt full of my come."
"Yes master."
"Okay slave. When you've finished writing that up go upstairs to my bedroom 
and wait for me. And take the book with you."
"Yes master."
By the time Janet had finished writing the last punishment in the book, he'd 
left. She looked longingly at her skirt and top, so wanting to put them on 
but knowing it would probably only lead to more punishments if she did. 
Instead she stood and headed to the stairs. It was only as she started up 
the stairs that she really became conscious of her nakedness. She was 
walking around a house naked, something she'd only ever done in her own 
bedroom or bathroom. It felt weird and she put an arm across her boobs and 
held the book over her bush. This still left her feeling as if her bum was 
exposed and she hurried up the stairs, wanting to at least get into a room 
where she could feel more in control, more covered.
She thought he'd be in his room waiting for her but he wasn't and at first 
she just stood in the middle of the room, not sure what to do. She was about 
to sit on the edge of his bed to wait when the risk she was taking by just 
standing there hit her. She was meant to be kneeling when he came into a 
room.
Tossing the book onto his desk she dropped to her knees and got into the 
ready position he'd taught her earlier in the day. Knees spread, bum on the 
floor, boobs pushed out and hands behind her back. After a few seconds she 
realised she was facing away from the door and that was probably wrong so 
she quickly shuffled around so that she'd be facing him when he came in, 
then she waited.
Punishment. The reality of what he was going to do started to crowd in on 
her now as she waited. He was going to whip her again, probably on her boobs 
and everywhere. She couldn't stop the trembling and then the tears that 
started trickling down her cheeks. It was going to hurt and she didn't think 
she could take it again but she knew she couldn't stop him. Not unless she 
left and if she did then everything she'd let him do today would be for 
nothing. Although her life felt like it was over after what he'd done to her 
today, if she left and he told people about her cheating it would really be 
over.
She had to stay, had to let him do everything he wanted to do to her.
When he came into the room about five minutes later he was really pleased to 
see that she was kneeling in her slave position but when he realised she was 
crying he was a bit thrown. He'd come in all prepared to start punishing her 
but seeing her crying like this somehow made it difficult. She looked really 
sad and if anything, he wanted to hug her which of course he knew he 
couldn't do. Then he saw the punishment book lying on his desk and he walked 
past her to pick it up. Looking at the list of things he was going to punish 
her for was all he needed to get over her tears. It was the ones where she 
was still treating him as unimportant, like when she went off at him earlier 
and called him a shit that really stood out. This wasn't about her tears 
now, it was about the way she'd been treating him for the last few years. It 
was about teaching her a few lessons and if that meant she cried some more, 
good!
"Okay slave, crawl over here and lie down over my legs."
With a huge effort she forced herself to turn around and crawl to where he 
was sitting at his desk. She wasn't sure what he wanted her to do but he 
made it pretty easy, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her into position 
lying on her stomach across his legs.
It was as though her body was made to lie across his lap like this. Her 
thighs were pressed against his right thigh and he could feel the underside 
of her tits squashing into his left thigh. Heaven. Made even more heavenly 
of course be her beautiful smooth rounded bum, just waiting for his hand. At 
first he just enjoyed caressing and squeezing her bum, before letting his 
fingers trailing into her crack then down her thighs. He could feel her 
shivering, probably from fear but that only spurred him on. Grabbing her 
punishment book from his desk he dropped it on the floor near her head.
"Okay slave, here's what's going to happen. You're going to read out each 
punishment and how many times I have to slap you for it. You will then count 
out each slap as I give it. When we've finished a punishment you will thank 
me for punishing you then you tell me what the next punishment is for and 
how many slaps you deserve. Okay slave?"
"Yes master."
"And if you fuck up, you know, like forget to thank me or don't count, then 
you'll get that punishment again and again till you do get it right. Okay 
what's the first one."
Slaps. He was going to slap her. She'd been so convinced that he was going 
to use his whip on her that she almost thanked him, assuming that being 
slapped couldn't hurt anywhere near as much as the whip had. Upside down the 
way she was it wasn't easy but she managed to get the book open and read out 
the first punishment. All she had to do was read out the punishments, count 
them and thank him after each one. It should be easy and probably wouldn't 
hurt too much.
"Didn't want my master watching me taking a piss. One slap master."
"That'll be two of course 'cause I have to double it because of your daily 
cheating punishment don't I? I said don't I slave?"
"Yes master... ow! Umm, one. Oww, two."
As he landed the first one on her right cheek and the second on her left 
cheek he realised how exciting this was going to be. In some ways much 
better than using a whip because the actual physical contact was a real 
buzz, especially the way he could feel her body react. As he hit her he 
could feel each jerk she made. And with the whip he'd been worried about 
hitting her too hard and breaking her skin but he didn't see how he could do 
anything like that no matter how hard he slapped her.
There was a white imprint of his palm on each of her arse cheeks. At first 
it was really clear then it faded until it was almost the same colour as the 
rest of her bum, just a little redder. He brushed his fingers over where 
he'd hit as he waited for her to thank him for punishing her and then tell 
him what the next punishment was. His cock had lost some of it's hardness 
after fucking her downstairs but as he thought about her actually thanking 
him each time he spanked her it got superhard again and he could feel it 
pressing up into her belly. This really was awesome, a total power trip he 
thought, being able to punish her and then have her thank him for it.
The slaps had hurt more than she'd been expecting, stinging her and she 
wanted to reach back to protect herself but knew she didn't dare. She stared 
at the punishment book through teary eyes starting to realise just how many 
things there were he was going to be hitting her bum for. Dozens! Maybe he'd 
get tired of it she thought and not do them all.
"Didn't call master master... five, master."
He couldn't believe she'd forgotten to thank him. Probably on purpose he 
thought. He'd brought his hand down on her arse twice in quick succession, 
hitting her at least twice as hard as the first time.
"Ahh, shit! Owww."
"You stupid cunt. I told you to thank me after each punishment. Fucking shit 
you are a dumb cunt."
"I'm sorry, master. Thank you. Thank you master."
As she tried to make it up he could hear the panic in her voice but he was 
pissed off now. He wasn't going to let her get away with it that easily. He 
gripped her left arse cheek squeezing it as hard as he could.
"That's all is it? What are you thanking me for, huh?"
"Ahh, for punishing me master."
"What? For punishing who? Who are you?"
He dug his fingers into her bum even harder.
"Ohh, your slave. For punishing your slave master. Thank you for punishing 
your slave because I didn't want you to watch me going to the toilet 
master."
"I can't believe how stupid a cunt, you are? What you should say is 'Thank 
you for punishing your slave because your slave didn't want you to watch her 
going to the toilet master.' Get it? "
"Yes master."
"Fucking hell you're slow. Yes master what?"
"Yes master I get it."
Letting go of his grip on her arse cheek he slipped his finger over to her 
arsehole and forced his middle finger as far into her arse as he could.
"Ahhhh."
"No, you obviously don't or you'd have said yes master your stupid cunt gets 
it."
"Oww, I'm sorry master. Your stupid cunt gets it."
"What else are you?"
"What master?"
"What else are you, you stupid cunt?"
"Umm... your slave, master?"
"And?"
"I don't know master... ahh."
He'd hooked his finger in her arse then lifted, dragging her bum a couple of 
inches off his lap for a second.
"You're my cocksucker, my slut, my bitch, aren't you slave?"
"Yes master, I'm your cocksucking slut, your bitch, your slave, master.
Please master, your cocksucking slave is so sorry. Please."
It really was great hearing her call herself all those things. He tried to 
remember some of the other names he'd read in sex stories.
"You're a cum loving slut, a whore, a fuck bunny, a fuck face, an arse fuck.
You're all those things aren't you cunt?"
"Yes master."
"Good, so don't you fucking forget it. I want to hear you talking about 
yourself like that from now on. Or else, slut. Understand?"
"Yes master."
"Okay what's the next punishment?"
"I... no, I mean your, umm, your slut didn't call you master five times, 
master."
"Ten. Start counting."
"Uhh... one."
Although it really wasn't as painful as when he'd whipped her it still hurt. 
And as his hand kept returning to the same spot it started to hurt even more 
until by the time he'd finished this round it felt like her bum was burning 
up and she was getting worried that be spanked was going to be as painful as 
being whipped, maybe even more painful. By the time she'd announced the 
tenth slap the tears were once again rolling freely down her cheeks.
"Ahhh shit... ten. Thank you for punishing your slut because your slut 
didn't call you master."
"Next?"
"Called you Richard. Oww!"
"No you stupid bitch, that's not how you talk now. You say 'your cuntface 
slut or your slimy fuck bunny or your cum slut called you Richard, master'. 
Now fucking get it right bitch."
"Sorry master, sorry. Your, ummm, your cum slut called you Richard."
"Okay, one slap plus one of course."
"Uhh, one... uhh, two. Thank you master for punishing your cum slut for 
calling you Richard."
"My pleasure cum slut. What's next?"
"Your cum slut didn't suck your cock properly. Three."
"No, I fucking want you to call yourself something different for each 
punishment. Come on. Again."
"Sorry master, sorry. Umm, ummm... your, umm, your cuntface bitch didn't 
suck your cock properly. Three slaps master."
He knew she was crying, he could hear it in her voice but at the moment he 
didn't really care. This was once again payback for the years of treating 
him like shit and he wasn't going to let her tears stop him. Besides, he was 
really enjoying this, the feel of her bum against his hand, the cries of 
pain. And to hear her calling herself things like a cum slut wasn't in any 
of his fantasies. It was however horrible, dirty and an most of all an 
incredible turn on!
After these first few rounds her bum was starting to look really red so he 
moved his attention to the backs of her thighs, delivering three slaps to 
each side. So it continued with Richard alternating between her bum and her 
thighs as he worked through all the punishments till even his hand was 
starting to hurt.
Janet reached a point where her backside was throbbing so painfully that she 
thought she was going to have to make him stop no matter what the 
consequences. But then a funny thing happened. The pain seemed to fade away 
and it was as though her bum and thighs had become numb. Numb and hot but a 
heat liked she'd never felt before. Almost a tingling heat that seemed to 
spread over her back, stomach and all down her legs. Finally it was coming 
to an end and there was only one more punishment.
"Your fuck slut didn't lick master's come of his cock after he fucked his 
fuck slut's cunt. Two slaps master."
"His fuck slut's slimy cunt. You do have a slimy cunt don't you?"
"Sorry master. Yes master. His fuck slut's slimy cunt."
"I want you to spread your legs as wide apart as you can."
He was pushing her legs apart, exposing her crack and then holding his hand 
between her legs, against her hot, wet pussy and arse crack.
"For this last punishment I'm going to slap you here, right on your cunt. If 
you keep your legs apart after the first slap and don't try to stop me then 
I'll only do the two slaps. But if you bring your legs together you get four 
slaps.
Understand slave?"
"Yes master."
"Okay slave here goes."
"Ahhhh... oh shit... oh fuck, hurts... shit... uhh, one master."
"Good slave."
"Ahhh... two master."
It was over. No more punishment. She wasn't going to ever give him a reason 
to punish her again. She was going to do everything he asked as soon as he 
asked it. Before he asked if she could. And never forget to call him master 
or thank him for everything he did to her. Shit. Thank him.
"Thank you master for punishing your fuck slut for not licking master's come 
off his cock after he fucked his fuck slut's slimy cunt."
"Well let's hope I don't have to do it again. Let's hope you've learnt to be 
a good slave now."
"I have master. I promise I'll be good master."
"I?"
Shit, already she was forgetting. She had to stop saying I!
"Your cunt. Your cunt promises to be good master."
Her bum and the backs of her legs were now really red from the way he'd been 
punishing her. Making sure her legs stayed spread, he ran his hand over her 
backside, feeling the heat from the beating he'd given her. He had no doubt 
her bum was really sore. Good he thought, she deserved it. His anger had 
almost dissipated, but he still wanted to hurt her, to pay her back.
His fingers, almost with a mind of their own slipped into her arse crack and 
started tracing around the pink rosette of her arsehole. After they'd fucked 
downstairs he didn't think he'd be able to fuck her again but now, having 
had her over his knee for the last twenty minutes while he belted her, 
things were different. At least that was the message he felt he was getting 
from his cock which was as hard as ever, this time poking into her stomach. 
But what he really wanted to poke it into was her arse again. He slipped his 
finger down into her cunt, twising it around to get it slippery and wet 
before bringing it back to her arsehole. A gentle push and his finger 
slipped into her arse and he started to fingerfuck her.
"Ohhh."
"You don't mind if I fuck you up the arse again do you slave?"
"Uh, no master. You can fuck me... your slave there... up your slave's arse 
master."
With her bum and thighs feeling so hot and her pussy still stinging from 
being slapped she could barely feel his finger inside her arse. Not that she 
wanted him to fuck her there again because it had been really painful when 
he did it earlier but somehow it didn't seem to matter after everything that 
had happened today.
"Okay slut, I think I will. I'll just get you greased and opened up first 
then we can do it."
The tube of lubricant was within easy reach so Richard squirted some of in 
into her arse crack and started working it into her arsehole with his 
fingers.
He started with just one finger but after a while he added a second finger, 
stretching her pretty little arsehole as much as he could. He tried to added 
a finger from his other hand but wasn't able to so left it at two fingers, 
fucking them in and out for a few minutes, setting up a steady corkscrewing 
rhythm.
When he finally pulled his fingers out she stayed open for a few seconds and 
he could see inside her arsechute. Yeah, he was going to stuff it with his 
cock and then empty another load of his come up there. Fucking amazing.
"There that should be enough. Now get on the bed on your back slut. Time for 
us to do some serious arse fucking."
He stood up, half rolling her off his lap so she fell onto the floor. 
Looking down at her he smiled as she started crawling to the bed. Once again 
he was feeling totally in control and also really feeling like making sure 
she knew it.
Must have been something about having his fingers up her arse he thought as 
he covered his cock with the lube.
Janet was in a daze as she crawled to the bed and climbed onto it to lie on 
her back. There was no thought of resisting, no thought of protesting. She 
was ready to say and do anything he wanted because it didn't seem to matter 
anymore. He could do anything he wanted to her and she'd smile, yell, beg, 
do whatever he asked because that was all she could do. All she could do was 
be a slut, act like all of the names she'd called herself, a cocksucker, 
fuck toy, a cunt whose only use was to try to please him.
This time Richard wanted to be able to watch her face as he fucked her 
arsehole. Climbing on the bed beside her he started arranging her to make 
her arsehole more accessible. In some of the stories he'd read he'd seen 
this so he pushed two pillows under her bum, raising it up, then he lifted 
her legs up and over to the side till her feet were level with her face.
"Grab your ankles. Good - spread them as far apart as you can. Yeah, that's 
the way. Excellent!"
Moving around till he was crouched between her widely spread legs he looked 
down at her cunt and arse, just waiting for him. The first thing he noticed 
was that the backs of her thighs and her bum were really red from the 
spanking he'd just given her. Then he was looking at her beautiful cunt and 
arse. Her cuntlips were spread apart and he could see that she was still wet 
inside from when they'd fucked downstairs while around her arsehole was all 
shiny and glistening from the lube he'd applied. Now that he had her ready 
the urgency to fuck her diminished. He wanted to play with her some more.
He lightly ran the fingers of both hands up and down from the backs of her 
knees, along her thighs and across her bum for a while, smiling as he saw 
the goose bumps appear on her legs. Tiring of that he moved his attention to 
the more interesting place and started playing with her arsehole eventually 
pushing his thumb into her which looked so weird that he pushed his other 
thumb into her cunt and started fucking both holes with his thumbs. 
Definitely looked strange to have both thumbs stuck inside of Janet Sheen. 
Good strange though. Maybe later he'd find some other things to stick into 
her he thought. Kinky!
As he stroked the backs of her thighs Janet had relaxed a bit trying not to 
think of the pain that was to come when he raped her arse. Even when he 
pushed his thumbs into her it was okay as they didn't hurt. In fact as he 
started fucking her with them, the hand that was playing with her pussy 
started rubbing over her clit and that felt good. But all too soon his hands 
were gone from her pussy and were gripping her thighs and she knew it was 
about to happen.
"Just waiting for you to ask me to fuck you up the arse slave."
"Oh, yes, sorry master. Please master fuck me... fuck your dirty slave's 
arse."
"You sure? You don't sound all that sure."
"Oh, yes master. I'm... your slave is sure. She, she wants you to fill her 
arse with your come. Please fuck your slave, fuck your slut's dirty arse."
As she continued begging he positioned himself with his cockhead resting 
against her wrinkled arsehole. It was hard to imagine that his cock would be 
able to spread her open but he'd already done it once today so he knew it'd 
do it again. Watching carefully he pushed, gradually increasing the 
pressure.
"Uhhhh... ohhhh!"
He was in again, his cockhead once more inside her arse, gripped tightly by 
the muscles of her arsering. For a few seconds he held there just reveling 
in what he was doing, in the sight of his cock inside her bum. Then ever so 
slowly he started a back and forth rocking motion, with each cycle moving 
another half inch into her. Richard had lost track of how many times he'd 
come already today but it was way more than he'd ever come before. The most 
he'd managed masturbating was four and that was only on a couple of 
occasions. By now, his cock was so overused that it almost wasn't exciting.
Almost that is because fucking Janet would always be exciting but this time 
he figured it was going to take forever before he got even close to coming.
For Janet it was a lot different to when he'd raped her arse earlier. It 
didn't hurt this time, maybe because her bum was almost numb from being 
spanked so much. It just felt really weird to have something in her bum, 
especially something going in the wrong way. Thank heavens he was taking it 
slowly and not ramming his cock all the way in like he did earlier. Because 
it wasn't hurting she was able to relax a bit and this seemed to make it 
even easier for his cock to slide further and further into her. Everything 
was just so weird.
This morning she was a virgin and here she was relaxing so that Richard 
could rape her in the behind. There was a flash where she felt dirty but 
sexy at what was happening to her, fucking, sucking, watching porno movies 
and then the reality came back that she was being treated like a total slut 
and the tears started rolling out of her eyes once again.
When he finally bottomed out in her with his hips pressed against her bum he 
held himself there for a couple of moments before setting up a leisurely 
fucking motion, sawing in and out of her butt. For a while he watched the 
glorious site of his cock reaming in and out of her arsehole, but then his 
attention was drawn to her magnificent tits. Each time he fucked into her 
they jiggle and shimmy. He'd been supporting himself on his hands but now he 
rested on his elbows so he could hold her tits and play with them.
As he continued fucking her he thought of lots of the videos he's downloaded 
with arse fucking and in most of them to girls played with their clits while 
the guy fucked them. Maybe he could get Janet to come while he was fucking 
her arse. Reaching over he took her right hand and brought it down to her 
pussy.
"Play with yourself. Make yourself come."
"Yes master."
Janet was happy to play with her clitoris and bring some pleasure to what 
was happening to her. Not that having him in her bum was hurting but it 
wasn't feeling good the way having his cock in her pussy felt. Fortunately 
it didn't take long before the normal tingly pleasure started in her pussy 
and clitoris and then it was easy for her to keep herself in a state which 
was just a few steps from coming. From past masturbating experience she knew 
she could hold herself close to a long time before the pressure to come 
became too much.
For a while Richard watch as she played with her clit, sometimes rubbing 
slowly then doing it rapidly for a while before slowing down again. Then he 
returned his attention to her tits sucking and licking them, occasionally 
moving up to kiss her.
Finally he started to get that special feeling, the feeling that said he was 
going to come soon. He started to pick up his pace, pushing up on his hands 
again so he could watch as his cock pounded into her arse. And then it hit 
with huge almost painful pulses as he came deep in her arse, filling her 
once again with his come.
"Ahhh, fuck yeah! Filling your arse! Oh, fuck yeah. So fucking good. Oh shit 
that's good! Oh, what a fucking arse."
As he came she picked up the pace with her fingers, vibrating them over the 
head of her clitoris, quickly pushing her over the edge so that she also 
came, her body spasming and twitching with release.
With one final spurt he collapsed on top of her crushing her into the bed.
Eventually he rolled off, his cock plopping out of her arse as he lay on his 
back totally spent, his chest heaving as he slowly came down from his high.
"Oh shit I like fucking you. So fucking good! Ohhh... oh yeah, that's the 
way, clean my cock slave."
After being punished for not licking his cock clean quickly enough after the 
last time he'd fucked her she didn't need a reminder this time and as soon 
as he'd rolled off her she moved down to his cock. Blocking her mind from 
the thought of where it had just been she dropped her mouth over it and 
started licking and sucking it clean.
He let her clean him for a couple of minutes before stopping her.
"Ok slave, that's enough. You've done good this time. If you want to go 
clean up or whatever you do before going to bed you'd better do it now cause 
I'm so tired. In the morning though I want you to wake me up at 8 o'clock 
with a blowjob. Ok slave?"
"Yes master, wake you at 8 o'clock with a blowjob."
"Ok. Now hurry up and do whatever you have to and get back here so I can get 
some sleep."

[continued in part 2/3]

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