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He waited impatiently for her arrival. But she was on her way, his belated Christmas present to himself. He’d waited many months for his assistant to arrange to acquire her, so to speak. Now she would finally be his; his slut, his property, his bitch. She was the perfect sub. She had no limits, was already well trained, and could deepthroat a substantial-sized dick.Brendan McCarthy was a well-respected Master in his circle. He had trained many subs for other men and had several of his own. But none were of the twenty-four/seven variety he desperately craved. In his world, the D/s way of life was prevalent, and obtaining a well-sought-after submissive was considered quite a coup.He’d first spotted the spectacular redhead with serious blue eyes at a play party and had coveted her ever since. His loins stirred as his own nine inches twitched with arousal, and his balls ached with need. Her Master had said he’d never give her up, but his situation had changed, and he could no longer keep her. So, Brendan swooped in and wooed her away.Now she belonged to him. He’d made sure to spell things out clearly in the contract she signed, so there could be nothing misconstrued, no accusations of forced sex, nor misunderstanding that he owned her twenty-four hours, seven days a week. That she had agreed, without argument, to everything he’d asked for it was decadently fabulous. She forfeited all rights to her own body for one year when she crossed his threshold. He was confident that she’d gladly agree to stay when the year was up. The only thing she had asked for was for him not to cut her hair. Since he wanted it longer anyway, it was easy enough to acquiesce to her request.He paced, feeling like a kid in a candy shop. What would he do to her first? How far could he push her each night? Would she understand that the cage she would be confined to each day while he was at work was for her own good?Then, the waiting was over. His assistant brought her into the house through the back entrance. She wore a dark robe with a head covering that rendered her unable to see. This moment was almost too delicious, too intense, as he subconsciously held his breath.Finally, he took a deep breath, “Remove her hood and robe.”The assistant obeyed the command immediately. Standing before him was a stunning creature. Red hair fell just past her shoulders, blue eyes sparkled with wonder and fear before she quickly lowered her gaze, and pouty lips begged to be kissed. She was fucking perfection, indeed. He allowed his gaze to travel down to her breasts. His cock throbbed in his trousers as he imagined his hands on them, squeezing hard until she moaned. He envisioned clamping those erect nipples until they went numb.Further down, her bare mound made her look younger than she was. He smiled wickedly as he thought about the smooth white skin becoming red once his crop connected with her. “Turn her around,” he said to the assistant.Her ass was delightfully full and round, like her tits. The lush curves begged to be used hard and fucked relentlessly. All in good time. He rubbed a finger along her slit and heard a soft moan from her. “You’re so fucking wet, I haven’t even touched you or spoken to you, yet your labia are puffy and slick,” he said gruffly. “Did my assistant touch you on the journey?”“No, Sir,” she answered softly.He reached for his crop and let her feel the full impact of it on her mound. She flinched ever so slightly, but she remained impressively stoic.“You will refer to me as my Lord; is that clear?” Brendan asked as he rubbed a hand across her mound to soothe the red mark caused by the terse spank. It was a heavy consequence for such a slight infraction, but he knew he needed to establish dominance over her right from the start. Her former Master had hinted that she had been stubborn at the beginning of her training and that he’d needed to paddle her often to assert his dominance and ownership of her body. But he insisted that she was extremely obedient now and that he had taken to spanking her for fun since she rarely needed punishment.“Your former Master said that you fear the cane and the belt,” her new Master said. “So, be prepared to feel both if you disobey me. Do you understand?”“Yes, my Lord,” she whispered.This time he spanked her mound twice. “You will only speak if the question requires a verbal response. Eryaman Escort A simple nod or head shake will suffice when the answer is yes or no. Do you understand?”This time, she merely nodded.“I see that you learn quickly. I like that. I like it when you’re my good girl,” he praised her.She nodded again.“Do you know what I want from you?” he asked as his cock strained to be released from its confinement.She nodded a third time, got down on her knees, and presented herself to her new Master.He grinned, “Tell your Lord what you desire.”“I desire to be your little bitch. I want to be at your feet, ready to please you whenever and however you wish. I want to feel your crop and understand that the sting is meant to remind me that my body is yours, my Lord. That’s what I desire,” she said, as she kept her gaze lowered.“Such a good girl! My sweet little bitch. I’m going to make your ass and your tits nice and red with my crop. Let’s start with those delightful creamy globes,” he said wickedly. “You’ll count and beg for another, understand?”She nodded.He took his crop and began to mark her as his own.Smack!“One, my Lord, may I please have another?” she asked, already feeling the sting on her breast causing wetness between her legs.Smack!“Two, my Lord, may I please have another?”Smack!“Three, my Lord, may I please have another?”He continued until both her breasts were bright red. “Turn around and present your ass to me, slut,” he demanded. “Start the count again from one.”Smack!“One, my Lord, may I please have another?”He continued again until her ass matched her tits. “Where else do you desire the sting of my crop, slut?” he demanded.“My pussy should be red as well, my Lord,” she answered.“It’s a cunt. The women I date have pussies. My slut has a cunt,” he reprimanded. “A cunt that is mine to use any way I wish.”She nodded.“Spread your legs; I want your cunt to be red as well,” he commanded. “Start the count again from one.”Smack!“One, my Lord, may I please have another?”Again, he continued until her legs trembled and her mound was crimson. He set the crop aside and sat down on the couch. Would she know what to do without asking?He grinned when she got down on her hands and knees and crawled to him. She kneeled at his feet and presented herself. She opened her mouth and sat patiently. His bulge was in dire need of service, and his new sub had her willing mouth ready for use. Suddenly, all the effort it had taken to acquire her was more than worth it.“Suck my cock, slut,” he demanded.Without a word, she unzipped his pants and helped his package spring free. She licked the head and swirled her tongue around, making him moan. She took him into her mouth slowly, one inch at a time, until she had taken all she could. Then she reached for his hands and placed them on her head.“You’re such a good girl,” he said, grinning wickedly as he pushed her head down until her throat opened and accepted his cock. He held it there a few seconds, cutting off her air, before easing back. He waited for her to gag or complain, but she just moaned.He grabbed her head and fucked her throat hard. The vibrations of her moans on his cock in her throat pushed him over the edge. He grunted loudly and shot his load down her throat.When he pulled out of her mouth, his dick was clean, and not a drop of cum had been wasted. “God, how incredible! You’re so talented!”As he lifted her face, she kept her gaze lowered. “Look at me, slut,” he ordered.She obeyed, and he found her eyes bewitching. She could steal his soul with those eyes if he weren’t careful.“Why did your former Master finally agree to let me have you?” he asked bluntly, knowing the reason and that it had been his great fortune that the man had finally needed to be rid of her.“His wife grew jealous of me, my Lord,” she answered. “She told him he was spending too much time with me and that either I had to go or she would leave.”“I see,” he said, feeling a twinge of compassion for her. It couldn’t have been easy, finding out that her Master was sending her away. Yet, she was obedient almost to a fault. He’d hoped for a little bit of feistiness from her, but maybe that would come when the newness of the pain of being sent off to a new Master wasn’t so fresh.“That’s enough for today, slut,” he said, wondering Sincan Escort if she’d know what he expected of her next. She didn’t disappoint him as she slid down, resting her bottom on her feet in a semi-kneeling position, eyes looking down. When she opened her mouth, he slapped her face. “Close your mouth. I said that’s enough for today.”When it was time to retire for the night, he knew it was too soon to give her the privilege of warming his bed. He took her by the leash, brought her into his room, pointed to the mat on the floor, and said, “You will sleep here until I tell you otherwise.”She nodded meekly.“I want you close so I can fuck you if I wake up horny, but you haven’t earned my bed yet,” he said.She crawled onto the mat and sat on her knees.“You may lie down and rest. You may even sleep if you wish. You may not leave the mat unless I summon you. If your bladder is full, you need to hold it until morning. It’s good practice for you for during the day while I am at work. You will be allowed to use the bathroom for toilet use, shower, and anything else you need, in the morning,” he explained.She seemed surprised but said nothing. Again, he couldn’t decide if he was pleased with her obedience or annoyed by her lack of fire. He opted to leave her be for the first night.In the morning, he unhooked her leash and told her she had a half hour in the bathroom. He reminded her that she was not to touch herself, “All of your orgasms belong to me; I will decide if and when you can cum and how often.”He wondered if he’d made a mistake when she didn’t pout as other subs had over that rule. She was almost too obedient. He needed a little passion and thought long and hard about how to ignite it in her.“Just so you know, it may be a few weeks before I allow you to climax,” he said, testing her.Her eyes widened, and her bottom lip quivered. Now we’re getting somewhere, he thought.“In fact, I think I will edge you all day and not let you cum,” he pushed farther. He reached over and slid a finger inside her; the heat and wetness made his cock ache. He brought the finger to his lips and tasted her sweet honey. Just because he was denying her orgasm didn’t mean he couldn’t get his own much-needed release.“Get on your knees and suck my cock, slut!” he ordered.She dropped to her knees and dared to look up at him, “My Lord, may I use my hands as well?”He grinned, “Yes, you may. But understand, looking up at me without permission has earned you a spanking when you are done milking me dry.”“Yes, my Lord,” she said, looking up again.“You like being spanked, don’t you, slut?” he moaned as she took his throbbing shaft into her talented mouth.She nodded, then did something magical with her tongue, swirling it around as her fingers deftly played with his balls.“Fuck! You’re so good at this!” he cried out, putting his hands on her head and pushing himself into her throat. He thrust in and out of her mouth as he cried, “Take it all, my little bitch!”This time, instead of cumming down her throat, he pulled out and let rope after sticky rope adorn her face and breasts. “You look like a delicious little slut covered in my cum. Wipe it up and lick it off your fingers.”She did as she was told and said, “Thank you, Sir.”He slapped her face, “What are you supposed to call me slut?”“I’m sorry, Sir, I mean, my Lord,” she stuttered, flustered by his anger.He sat down, “Get over here and put yourself over my knee, little bitch.”She crawled over to him and lay across his lap. His hand came down hard on her ass cheeks again and again. By the time he was done, her ass was crimson, and tears streamed down her face. He rubbed her ass softly, soothing the sting, and said, “What are you supposed to call me?”“My Lord,” she whispered.“Louder, bitch!” he demanded.“My Lord,” she answered in a clear, loud voice.“That’s a good girl,” he praised her. “Spanking you has made my cock hard again.”He pried apart her rosy cheeks and spat on her puckered hole. He slid a finger into her ass and worked it in and out, prepping it for use.“Get up and bend over the chair,” he instructed her. “Spread those cheeks for me, bitch. Your Lord needs to fuck his slut’s ass.”She did as she was told and cried out when he thrust his cock into her tight anus with one forceful push. He grabbed her hips and Etlik Escort started easing himself in and out of her decadent ass. Eventually, she began to enjoy the movement, and her clit throbbed with need. She tried to move a little so the chair would stimulate her, but he realized what she was up to, and he yanked on her hair, “I told you, no climax for you!”She said nothing, but he sensed her irritation, and, for some perverse reason, it made him happy to get a reaction. Obedience without passion would make her a very dull sub. He would have to figure out what it would take to stoke the fire in her soul.But for now, he needed to fuck her ass hard, fast, and deep. He grabbed her hips and plunged into her again and again.“You like that, don’t you, my slut?” he asked gruffly.She nodded.“Your ass is so fucking tight! I’m going to fill it with my spunk!” he bellowed as his balls tightened and then let go, coating her rectum with his seed.He pulled out of her ass and instructed her to lick him clean. She did so eagerly.“Good girl,” he said, pleased with her. “Now lie on your mat and rest.”She did as she was told but couldn’t help but feel miserable. She’d had a beautiful apartment only days ago. And now, she had nothing. She cried silent tears and prayed for sleep to come.When morning came, she was allowed to use the bathroom as he promised. Afterward, he reattached her leash to her collar and led her to the cage he’d prepared for her. It was confining, but there was a little refrigerator beside it with water, fruit, and cheese that she could reach through the cage bars. Regardless, it was humiliating to be treated this way in her mind.“It’s for your own protection,” he said, sensing her displeasure. “You’ll get used to it. It’s only for when I am at work. I promise you’ll be allowed to come out the minute I get home.”He watched her as she fought the urge to speak out. Finally, she opened her mouth and said, “Permission to speak freely, my Lord.”“Permission denied,” he said curtly. “If I’ve frightened you by suggesting that you need to be in the cage for protection from outside elements, let me assure you that isn’t what I meant.”He saw her frown, which compelled him to explain for some reason. “Until I know that I can trust you, I need to keep you from roaming my house and going places that are off-limits to you. I don’t wish to come home and find myself needing to be angry with you and punish you.”She gave a little nod and climbed into the cage.“See? Now I can reward you for being such a good girl when I get home. Tomorrow, if you enter your cage without a fuss, I’ll give you the remote for the television,” he said.After he left, she wept bitterly. When the contract had said she would initially be confined to the house, she had no idea it meant in a cage. She would obey, but she never submit to him joyfully as she had with her previous Master. Nor would she allow him to see her misery. When the year was up, she would be done with this situation and ask her uncle for a job at his firm.She noticed the camera’s blinking red light and realized he’d probably seen her sobbing. She wiped her tears and pulled herself together. She’d agreed to be completely owned. So, she would accept her circumstances and stop wallowing.He stared at the monitor and felt a pang of remorse for not staying home another day with his new sub. It would have been an easier transition for her. He was not looking to coddle her, but he knew this was a huge adjustment for her. She’d been treated like a queen by her former Master, and now she was confined to a cage like a dog. He hoped it wouldn’t be for long.The time dragged on as there was nothing to do but lie in her cage. She’d cried several more times during the day, but she had been careful to turn away from the camera so he wouldn’t see her. She had no intention of letting him see her misery.By the time he arrived home, her bladder was full and uncomfortable.“Hello, my sweet slut. Were you a good girl today?”She kept her gaze lowered and nodded.Why was her obedience so annoying to him? He toyed with leaving her in the cage to spark outrage, but he had promised to release her, and he was a man of his word. Still, he had an idea.“I will release you from the cage, but you may not use the toilet. If you can’t hold your urine, you may piss in this bucket.”She wanted to refuse but feared he’d put her back in the cage if she didn’t obey. With tears in her eyes, she squatted over the bucket and relieved her bladder.“Good girl! Now, take this cup and scoop some out to drink.”She didn’t move. She’d been promised no piss play and considered drinking urine to be just that.“Did you hear me, slut?”She nodded.
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