“eat it all, you’ll need your strength little slave.” I purred at her and
smiled when she opened her mouth. “Your Master will take very good care
of you as long as you behave, do you understand? You will be well fed,
warm, safe and cared for.”
She shivered and glanced at me, “what..what do I have to do? Just,..
please don’t hurt me anymore.”
I smiled and probed my fingers between her thighs, parting her pussy lips
slowly I sought out her clit and stroked it slowly. “You must learn what
I teach you. First, do not speak in first person anymore. There is no
I or Me anymore. I own you, you are my slave and will refer to yourself
as such. If you do not, you will be punished.”
“punished?” she squeaked and I pushed a piece of cheese in her mouth.
“You will address me as Master or Sir at all times. You will crawl in
my presence unless I instruct you to do otherwise.”
She nods and chews as she watches me.
“Your body is mine to do with as I please, you are nothing without me
to give you purpose.”
She shivers and lets out a sob. I can’t help smiling and slide my fingers
slowly along her clit, feeling her get wet the longer I do it. I lean in
and nuzzle at her neck getting out of my chair to stand over and behind
her. I stroked her clit harder and faster as I grasped one of her soft
young breasts, squeezing it. She moaned and squirmed, rolling her head
back to look up at me. I liked that.
“Just as your body is mine, your orgasms are mine too. You must learn
when you are about to cum and ask permission. If I say no, you will
learn to hold it back. If I say yes, you will cum on command.
Understand?”
“oh god…Mister..” she groaned and I slapped her breast hard.
“ow!” she yelped.
“What did you call me slave?” I growled.
“sorry,..sorry,..Master, Master.” she quickly corrected herself and I
smiled.
“Good girl slave.” I knew conditioning her speech would take time. I
pinched and rolled her nipple making her arch her back and cry out in
pleasure and pain. I teased her clit firm and fast and she began to
pant in rythmn, squirming her hips.
“M-Master..can I..” she started to speak and I slapped her breast hard
again.
“Ow! Master can sl-slave cum please?” she blurted out.
“No.” I growled and stopped touching her entirely. I walked back around
and pulled the chair back to the other side of the table. “finish your
food.”
She whined and ducked her head, putting her hands in her lap.
“Don’t you dare slave. You are not to enjoy your own body unless I
tell you to do so. Hands on the table and finish your food or you will
be beaten.” I snarled.
She returned her hands to the table quickly and blushed, she squirmed
and finished the plate. Afterwards, she hugged herself and hung her
head, waiting for me to speak again or let her up from the chair.
I stood from the table and went to a closet where I found what I needed.
I returned to the girl and slipped a pair of headphones over her ears.
I gently pulled her hands behind her and bound them to the chair as well.
I started the tape in the player and watched her reaction.
It was a woman’s voice speaking. “Slave belongs to her Master, slave is
nothing without Master, slave exists only for Master’s pleasure. To
serve Master is a slave’s purpose, to please him and make him happy…”
I had a friend’s slave record it for me since she had such a lovely
soothing voice. It played on and I wrapped a blindfold over my little
slave’s eyes.
I pulled the table away and slipped a slim vibrator into her pussy,
it had a string around the end and I tied it off to the rope around
her stomach so it would stay in place. She immediately started to moan.
“slave will only address herself as such…your slave, slave, she, her.
slave is her only identity. slave must ask permission before she reaches
orgasm. Release is a gift from Master and must be earned.” the voice
went on..and soon began to repeat in a loop.
I left her there for a few hours, the vibrator on a low speed. Not enough
to make her cum, but enough to keep her nice and wet for when I returned.
I closed the door grinning as I heard her whimpering already.
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Part 3
After hours of the slow buzzing and the soft hypnotic voice in her ears
she was squirming and wet. I approached the chair and withdrew the
slim vibrator, she moaned and squirmed. I replaced my fingers in there
and rubbed two fingers against the tight walls of her pussy and then
pressed my thumb over her clit. I was very pleased when she parted her
lips to speak.
“Ohhhh Master,…that feels so good..” she cooed.
I reached up and removed the blindfold. I was still masked but she looked
at me with the beginnings of devotion in her eyes. The tapes worked so
well I would have to recommend them to other Masters who were training
new slaves. I then removed the headphones so she could hear me instead of
the voice.
“Yes slave I know,..would you like to get up now?” I asked.
“Y-yes Master,..please.” she whimpered and gave a little twist of her
shoulders. It made her breasts jiggle nicely and I smiled, leaning in
to taste them, suck her nipples and bite at them until she cried out.
All the while never stopping sliding my fingers in and out of her, never
stopping teasing her clit.
“AAAHH! Master,..please! you will make slave cum,..” she whined.
“Then ask permission.” I growled a warning.
“Please can I..can slave cum?” she sputtered, starting to twitch, she
wouldn’t be able to hold back and I wanted her to know what it meant to
screw up.
“No.” I shook my head and she screamed, twisting and bucking which only
made it worse. In moments she couldn’t help herself and came on my
fingers.
“UuuhhnnNNOOO!” she cried out, moaning as the orgasm ripped thru her.
Her eyes popping open and looking at me in horror.
I withdrew my fingers and thrust them in her mouth, “suck them clean
my naughty little slave.”
She whimpered and sucked my fingers clean, her hot little tongue licking
away every trace of her cum. I then unbound her from the chair and hooked
a finger in her collar dragging her to my chair and bent her over my lap.
“I expect you to count slave. This is your first punishment for cumming
without permission.” I didn’t give her time to respond before bringing
my hand down hard on her left cheek.
“Ow! one.” she squeaked and squirmed.
I spanked her 6 times and she counted each one, her ass was nice and pink
when I finished. She squirmed and blushed prettily. I slipped a finger
to her pussy again to see if she had responded and yes, she was still
wet and warm. It pleased me that she was staying wet for me.
“Now, I think my slave is ready for the next step of her training.” I
helped her stand and then turned her to face the chair. “Put your hands
on the chair and part your legs.”
She did so, her ass sticking out nice and pink. I patted her ass gently,
she was being so good now. “Stay right there, do not move, do not look
back.”
“yes Master.” she replied softly and bowed her head. I could see that
she was scared again. Good. I went to the closet and pulled out a starter
anal plug. only 5 inches long and about 2 inches around, I lubed it up
and put my hand on her ass to keep her steady.