by Kim Knight
She would have fallen sideways off the sybian had she not been so securely bound to it. Instead her head hung limp, her chin on her heaving chest. Thankfully Kate had turned the sybian off, but even so the rubber was a teasing pain at her throbbing pussy lips. She fought to regain her breath and clear her vision, pleasure had seared every nerve ending and still sung along her skin. As her vision slowly cleared she found herself staring at her red, glowing breasts. Her nipples were unbelievably hard and pronounced.
‘What do you say to me?’ Kate demanded, standing in front of her.
Alex managed to lift her head, confusion showing in her eyes. The lash found her breasts and she screamed loudly. ‘Please, Miss! I don’t understand.’
Another blow, this time across her shoulder blades, making her cry out.
‘I give you wonderful moments of pleasure and you have nothing to say to me?’
Her burning back and breasts intensified as the realisation of what had just happened struck as harshly as any of the blows. She cleared her throat and closed her eyes, knowing that every passing moment was a moment closer to feeling the bite of the lash again. ‘Thank you, Miss,’ she whispered.
‘Louder,’ came the response, delivered with the lash.
‘Thank you!’ Alex screamed.
‘Now, there’s a mouth in desperate need of a cock,’
Kate turned sharply and Alex struggled to lift her head so she could look towards the door as Maria entered. She studied the bound slave in silence and then turned her appreciative eyes on Kate. Her eyes seemed to study each of the welts in turn before her eyebrows flicked up and a small smile curved her lips. ‘Gary told me that you had needed ... correcting.’
‘What do you want?’ Kate snarled angrily.
Maria laughed, ‘I just popped in to talk business with Gary, he’s just finishing up and then he’ll be joining us.’
‘Us,’ Kate sighed and shook her head, turning back to Alex and moving to unfasten her wrists.
‘Don’t,’ Maria announced, ‘leave her as she is, I want to see Gary’s cock in her mouth.’
Kate took a deep breath but continued to unfasten the cuffs.
‘Are you suddenly deaf, slave?’
Marshall’s voice made Kate jump and she turned quickly, ‘Sorry, Master, I ...’
‘Bring me the flogger.’
‘Master, please, I was just trying to finish with this one.’
‘Now bring me the crop,’
Alex couldn’t help but see the tension that ran across Kate’s shoulders and she found that same strange pity for her.
‘Yes, Master,’ Kate whispered and moved to retrieve the harsher whip.
She was made to kneel in front of him, hands on her head while he delivered five swift, harsh blows to her back and shoulder blades. Tears filled her eyes as she bit back the gasps of pain. When he was done, Alex caught the venomous look that Kate shot Maria but the other woman just gave a small shrug and smiled. Thoughts of what had happened to Kate were forgotten as Marshall approached Alex, unfastening his trousers as he drew nearer. He freed his cock and closed his fist around it, stroking the length. Then he stepped forward and wiped the domed end across her cheek, leaving a tendril of pre-cum behind. He tapped his cock against her chin but seemed in no hurry to have her suck him. ‘Perhaps it’s time to fuck this whore,’ he announced.
‘Gary,’ Kate said softly, the use of his name making him turn harshly. She didn’t shrink from his furious gaze but fear flittered through her eyes. ‘Gary, please,’ she said, ‘you gave me that whore to train and that it what I am doing. If you fuck her now ... you will be spoiling it. I would like to make it special for you.’
Marshall turned back to Alex, his lip curling with distaste, ‘She’s just a whore, what would be so special?’
‘She is a virgin,’ Kate reminded him.
‘And you’re sure about that?’
Kate smiled, revealing that dark side of her personality that Alex had temporarily forgotten. ‘Oh yes, I’m sure.’
‘Very well,’ he agreed and turned back to Alex. Suddenly his cock was sliding into her mouth and she was so surprised that she didn’t respond immediately. He dug his fingers into her scalp to encourage her and she started to move as Kate had shown her, using her mouth and tongue as best she could given her bound position. ‘Have you fingered her?’ he asked as he let her move her mouth over his cock.
‘Just a little, yes,’
‘No more for now ... and no tonguing either. The next thing inside her pussy will be my cock, is that understood?’
It was clear that Kate wanted to argue but she bit back the response and slowly nodded. ‘If that is what you wish.’
Marshall groaned and held Alex’s head harshly as he fucked her. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Maria approaching and lift the control for the sybian. Slowly, she turned the dial and the vibrator hummed into life. Alex groaned against the cock as the vibrating rubber reignited her desires. The quiver that ran though her body made Marshall chuckle nastily, ‘What a fucking slut,’ he sighed, glancing at Maria, ignoring Kate. ‘Think you can make her come before I come down her throat?’
‘It’s not much of a challenge, is it?’ Maria laughed as she watched Alex quiver.
With a sigh, Kate turned for the door.
‘Where the fuck are you going?’ Marshall demanded, ‘Use a paddle on her arse ... see if you can’t make her last a little longer.’
‘Yes, Master,’ she said softly, glancing at Alex as she walked past, her expression unreadable.
Marshall started to slide his cock back and forth, pushing as far as he could into her throat. She fought not to gag, heeding Kate’s lessons that had filled the past few days. She was concentrating so hard that the first blow of the paddle caught her by surprise and his cock slipped from her mouth as she cried out. She glanced sideways at Kate who was leaning forward so that she could deliver the blows to her buttock, which were at an awkward angle given her position on the sybian. But somehow she managed to strike her flesh with the paddle again, making her cry out.
Marshall growled angrily and held her head as he forced his cock back into her mouth. At the same time Maria played with the controls of the sybian and the heat of the paddle at her buttocks slid lower, warming her groin and making her groan with pleasure. Another blow and another, the pause between each filled with the pleasure of the sybian humming at her pussy lips and clitoris. She thought of the three people who were using her at that moment and her nipples swelled. She closed her eyes and worked hard at his cock, her bound hands clenching and unclenching. The paddle fell again and again and soon her buttocks were burning but the sensation was a wonderful accompaniment to the vibrations between her legs.
‘Looks like I’m going to win,’ Maria laughed and turned the sybian to its top setting.
Marshall gripped her head, fucking her mouth like a pussy as he worked hard to be the first to climax. Kate had paused in the beating but Marshall snarled at her and she delivered a harsh strike. Alex gagged, shuddering with sudden pain. Suddenly he held her face tight against his pelvis and she struggled as best she could, fighting to be free of him. His thick come slid down her throat and she swallowed it rather than risk choking. After a few seconds that seemed like an eternity, he let her go. Maria shook her head with amusement and played with the dial, bringing Alex quickly to a shuddering climax.
‘I win,’ Marshall announced and laughed as he nodded for Maria to leave with him, ‘Come on, I’ll get you a drink.’ He waved at Kate, ‘Clear this lot up.’
‘Yes, Master,’ she said softly and waited for them to leave before she released Alex.
‘Miss, did I do okay?’
Kate gave a small smile, ‘You did fine,’
They said nothing more.
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��Oh, god, you’re getting fucking good at that!’ Kate half cried as Alex buried the dildo deep into her pussy. It was strapped around her waist and Alex leant forward, pressing her thighs against the back of Kate’s as she moved her hand round to delve between her legs. When she found the nub of her clitoris she pressed gently at the bundle of nerve endings, making Kate quiver and sigh. ‘Fuck me harder,’ Kate groaned. Alex doubled her efforts, slamming the dildo forward and making her cry out. ‘Yes ... yes ... yes!’ Kate screamed and reared upwards. Alex’s free hand found her breasts and held her as she drove the dildo upwards. She moved her lips to her neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive flesh, drawing every last ounce of pleasure that she could from her.
A few minutes later, with Kate recovered and dressed once more, they went into the kitchen. Kate stood at the back door and stared out at the garden, lost in thoughts. Alex stared out of the window, at the clear sky that was slowly darkening.
‘Miss,’ she said softly, ‘may I speak?’
‘Go on,’ Kate sighed, annoyed to be dragged from her thoughts.
‘Miss, can I please go outside?’
Kate turned sharply, ‘Why?’
‘I haven’t been outside since you ... since I got here,’ Alex replied, ‘... please, just outside in the garden ... I promise I won’t try to leave.’
Kate looked out the window, as if checking that there was still a fence around the whole garden. Alex followed her gaze and wanted to laugh, that fence wouldn’t stop her if she decided to leave. So why hadn’t that thought even crossed her mind?
‘Very well,’ Kate agreed, ‘I’ll find you some clothes.’
‘Thank you, Miss.’
She returned a few moments later with a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Alex dressed and followed Kate to the door. As soon as she stepped outside she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the cool evening air. Kate smiled as she watched her move around the garden, touching and sniffing the flowers. Alex guessed that a gardener must tend the garden, even though she hadn’t seen anyone in the time she had been at the house. She suspected that she would have been kept chained in her bedroom or the playroom when the gardener was due. She walked around the garden for several minutes, enjoying the feel of the grass beneath her feet. She glanced either side, at the houses that were like islands in their own gardens. Did they know what happened in their neighbour’s home? What would they think if they knew? Alex pushed the thoughts aside and returned to Kate. ‘Thank you, Miss.’
The front door opened as Kate led Alex back into the house through the kitchen. Marshall moved into the living room, ignoring them. Behind him, Maria closed the door and then glanced after Marshall before moving towards the kitchen. She studied Alex with cold eyes until Kate stepped between them. ‘What do you want?’
Maria gave a half smile, ‘There was trouble at the club this evening,’
‘What kind of trouble?’
‘Nothing to concern you,’ Maria turned and then glanced over her shoulder, ‘just behave yourself tonight, alright?’
Kate stared after her until she had left, closing the door behind her. ‘Stay here,’ she ordered Alex and was about to go down the hall when Marshall appeared. He scowled as he pushed past her and moved to the cupboard to retrieve a glass. She waited until he had poured himself a large drink and gulped half of it down before she asked, ‘Is everything okay at the club?’
He took another gulp of scotch and shrugged, ‘Just some arseholes who think they can push me around ...’ he snarled angrily, ‘... I’m the Master in my fucking club.’
‘Our club, Gary,’ Kate reminded him.
The glass smashed against the taps, showering glass around the kitchen. ‘My club!’ he yelled and then noticed Alex for the first time, ‘Why is that whore wearing clothes?’
‘I let her go into the garden ... I thought she deserved a reward for ...’ the words died when his angry gaze met hers.
‘Without my permission?’
‘Gary, you agreed to let me train the slave ... I understood that that meant ...’
They stared at each other, their eyes meeting. He stepped forward, backing Kate up until she was pressed against the wall. Something lessened his anger a little and Kate slowly lowered herself to her knees, gently freeing him from his trousers. He groaned as her lips slid down his shaft. Pressing his palms against the wall, he leant forward and closed his eyes, sighing softly. She worked at him slowly, building his arousal until he was growling with need. He glanced over his shoulder at Alex, growling again. Kate pulled back quickly and stared up at him, he looked down and she must have noticed the look in his eyes because she said through gritted teeth, ‘You would fuck her now ... like this? After everything that I am doing to prepare her for you?’
He bent and gripped her chin, lifting her up and forcing her head back against the wall, ‘I will do as I please,’ he whispered dangerously. Suddenly he spun round and Alex gasped at the hunger in his eyes. She took a step backwards, her eyes glancing towards the back door.
‘You take one more step and my cock will not be the only thing that you feel from me tonight,’ the undercurrent of anger hummed in his words, making them all the more threatening. He moved towards her and it took all of her strength and willpower not to turn and run. She was dressed, the door was unlocked, she could escape. But then suddenly he had closed the gap between them and his hand closed around her upper arm. His fingers bruised her skin as he pulled and spun her towards the table, pushing her face down onto it. He slid her towards him and pressed his hand into the small of her back while his other hand pushed her trousers down to her knees.
‘Please ...’ Alex gasped, suddenly terrified of what he was about to do, ‘... Master, please ... I beg you ...’
It was the first time that she had called him Master and it made him pause. Then he gave a harsh laugh and grabbed her hips, thrusting himself forwards. Alex threw her head back and screamed as her cunt opened to the feel of hard flesh for the first time. He held himself deep inside her, groaning at the sensation of her tight, virgin pussy. Then he started to fuck her, hard and rhythmic. Each thrust drew a cry from her lips but those cries quickly deepened to gasps of startled pleasure. She felt her juices quickly building as thin ribbons of crimson ran down her inner thighs. She felt every inch of his huge cock as it stretched and filled her over and over again, each thrust shredding her virginity and sending quivers of awakening up her spine. The familiar sensations of impending climax settled in her groin and a tiny smile of anticipation curved her parted lips. The sensations kept building, surpassing the peak that they would normally achieve and still they built ... stronger and stronger until suddenly, as she felt the strange sensation of his come filling her, her vision exploded in a shower of a thousand lights and she screamed her climax before succumbing and falling limp. She could feel him still thrusting into her, drawing every last ounce of pleasure for himself.
She lifted her head and managed to turn sideways. Her blurred vision cleared and she was able to see Kate. She had slid down the wall and now sat, legs spread, her hand a blur as it worked at her soaking pussy. Kate gave a small cry and held her fingers deep inside her as her body shuddered.
A few minutes later and Alex was kneeling beside the table, Kate in the same position as she had been, her hands gripping the edges of the table as their Master lashed her buttocks with his belt. He delivered the punishment swiftly and without mercy, leaving her sobbing. When he was done, he clamped his cock in his hand and rubbed it furiously, moving towards Alex as he did so. She watched as he pleasured himself and then opened her mouth when commanded to do so. His hot come splashed her tongue and cheeks and she swallowed as much as she could. Grunting with satisfaction, he moved for the door without looking back.
He had been gone for a minute or more when the sounds of the shower echoed down to them.
‘Lick me,’
The softly spoken words drifted down to Alex and she looked up to where Kate was staring at her through half closed eyes.
‘Lick me ... now!’
Alex moved into position, kneeling and pressing her palms against her ruined buttocks to part the flesh and ease her access. Kate gasped at the initial sting but then groaned loudly as the desire that the belt had sparked was ignited fully. She came quickly, groaning with satisfaction and the few moments of release.
The Crop
‘Master will fuck you when he has beaten you,’ Kate announced as she fastened the cuff over Alex’s wrist. She was lying over a whipping table, her ankles cuffed to the legs and now both wrists bound to opposite corners. Her buttocks were presented perfectly, her thighs taut.
