Owning Her: Beautiful Domestic Discipline

by Susan Sass

  With that, JD got behind the wheel of the cart and drove off leaving Faith with Aya.

  Chapter 7

  Aya s in anticipation to spending some time alone with this new little slave. She had not seen anything but fear in the eyes of a slave in many years. The rebellion that lurked just under the surface of this girl was a refreshing change. Aya took the control for the collar from JD and watched him drive away in his golf cart.

  She jerked on the leash, “Come,” and began to walk toward the slave quarters. This slave had a sour smell about her and needed to be washed.

  Aya was brought up short when the leash snapped short. She stopped and looked back, surprised to see the girl still on the ground, huddled in a ball now and glaring at her in open rebellion. She was silent but her expression was determined and shaking her head vehemently.

  Aya stood looking down at the girl. She fingered the whip at her hip and then reached for the paddle. “You decide to fight the leash?”

  Aya turned off the shock collar and shot an order to one of the security guards. “Put her in the stocks.” She watched in amusement as the girl fought silently as they bent her over and forced her head and arms into the restraint device. Obviously she believed that she was still at risk of another shock if she protested. Aya did nothing to correct that mistake.

  Aya pushed up the shift, exposing the girl’s naked buttocks with her sex pouting out. For the first time a tiny little whimper of protest welled up in the girl’s chest. Aya cautioned, “You must learn your place, slave. First you must be broken to the rope. If your Master or I, his hand, wish to walk, you will follow at heel.” Aya picked up the paddle and struck her viciously. There was no gradual build up of pain, no teasing swats. She did not want any erotic overtones in this punishment. That was for her Master, she wanted this girl in pain. She wanted her wishing she had not made that foolish decision as quickly as possible.

  The blow was hard, the sound of it echoing across the Plaza. Faith squalled and then realizing that she was not shocked began to curse at Aya. A string of rage and hate filled words spilled from the girl’s lips. Aya ignored her rage and continued to spank her with the paddle. She did not stop until the girl was sobbing, apologizing and begging for mercy.

  “Silence.”

  To her satisfaction, the girl instantly fell silent, her only sound was the soft gasping sobs she could not contain.

  “Good. I am going to turn the collar on again. I advise you to remain silent and follow when I say come. You might not believe this, but I was rather gentle with you this time because you are new. Next time will be worse, much worse.”

  She took the girl from the stocks and took the leash and said once more, “Come.”

  The girl instantly began to follow. Aya knew that the obedience was most likely temporary. She quickly took the girl to the showers and watched as the girl reluctantly stripped and showered in the open air shower, looking askance at the people passing by. She was given many curious looks by the other slaves. It had been a few years since a new slave was on the island. They were all wondering about her.

  Aya had a lot of other things to get done and hurried the girl back to the cage. Not once did the girl fight the leash and she remained perfectly silent. Aya could see her carefully looking around, taking in as much as possible. It went without question that the girl would be thinking of escape and if she could not escape she would begin to contemplate violence and even murder.

  Once at the cage, the girl practically fled into the box, wanting the security of the bars between her and Aya.

  “You have water. A meal will be brought later. I will be turning the collar off but I caution you to watch your words. Any disrespect will be remembered and punished. And each punishment will be harsher than the one before.”

  Aya left the girl staring at her with a mixture of fear and hate. Aya kept her expression neutral. When she was done there would be only fear in those eyes. Aya lifted the controller and turned it off. The girl started to speak but then her eyes dropped to the paddle on Aya’s hip and she closed her mouth again.

  “Good, it is wise to hold your words. You will learn to use the polite words soon.”

  Chapter 8

  Aya turned to walk back to the slave compound. She needed to check on Leeane to make sure she was suffering just the correct amount, not comfortable but not at risk of heat stroke either. And there was that other matter of the alcohol consumption. Someone was making wine or beer. Aya s to herself. Perhaps she could solve both problems at once. Leeane might have some knowledge that she would be willing to exchange for getting out of that little oven of a box a few hours early.

  The next morning found JD in his office taking care of some paperwork that he had been blowing off for a few days. Try as he might to focus on the tasks before him, his little tour with Faith had put him in a thoughtful mood. As he sat there staring at the desk, he began to think about how he came to be here on this paradise of an island.

  He had been a wonder kid. Not as smart as Einstein, but close. He grew up on a Midwest farm in the middle of corn country. This was not some idle hobby farm, but a thousand acres of grain and livestock. It was up with the chickens and to bed with sunset. The thing that no one knew was that they were rich, filthy, stinking rich. He thought of that bastard of a father who made him work like a dog and never gave any of that money away. All he was doing was waiting for a chance to shake the dirt of this hell hole away.

  His father died of a heart attack while JD was at college. He was just finishing up his senior year and was going on to graduate school. When the will was read, JD received an estate worth fifty million dollars. JD had not realized how many projects his father had had his hand in. Not just a wealthy farmer, but a cattle baron, investment broker, and land owner. Damn, the old asshole was busy.

  JD left school and turned the fifty million into over two billion in a few short years and after that it just kept growing. The problem was he was bored with it all in a very short time. He could almost make a mint out of selling old horse shit (which in a way he did with his fertilizer company). It was too easy and he wanted something else. He knew that deep inside he wanted to really own a woman. Not just play silly games, he really wanted to be a Master and truly own them body and soul. He had played around with a few pets and got bored with the superficiality of the rules and limits. That was when he found the island and bought it. It belonged to a poor country that, for the right price, left him alone to do as he wanted. It was no big deal to him, his investments and companies just kept on making him more money.

  His thoughts quit Wandering and he finished his business. He began to think about yesterday’s punishment. The sight of Layla taking her revenge on Leeane had got his blood boiling. Just thinking about it made him get hard and hot. He decided that it was time to play and eliminate his increasingly uncomfortable lust. He buzzed Aya and told her to come to the play room and bring Leeane with her.

  It was not often that he used Aya. In fact, he was a little in love with the beautiful Asian slave. He thought it was a little funny to keep on thinking of her as a slave. She has become much more than that to him. He remembered when she first came to him. He had turned her care over to an old amah. JD came to regret that decision later on. He didn’t pay that much attention to what was going on the first few years that Aya was with him. When he did learn of the cruelty of the amah, he severely punished the old hag and sent Aya to Hong Kong to finish her education. This part of Aya’s life had been handled by his people there. JD trusted them and knew that Aya would come to no harm.

  Aya arrived with Leeane in tow. The slave girl was still naked. She wore only her bruises and a collar around her neck. The leash that was attached to it was in Aya’s hand and she was leading the hapless Leeane on her hands and knees.

  JD decided to start his fun by asking of Aya, “What have you brought me here? Isn’t this the disobedient slave Leeane? Did she earn her way out of the hut? And does she have anything to say to her Mast
er?”

  Aya replied, “Yes, this is the one from the plaza yesterday. I spoke with her and she seemed repentant enough to bring her to you.”

  “Very well then, bring her to me so that I can see if this slave is truly repentant. If she is, then I will use her for my pleasure. I would enjoy it if you would assist me in this, Aya.”

  “It would be my honor to assist you in using the girl Leeane to pleasure yourself. But first she must submit herself to you and let you know her sorrow at being a bad slave.” With that, Aya led Leeane over to JD’s feet.

  Leeane prostrated herself at JD’s feet and cried out, “Master, I am truly sorry for what I did. It was right for me to be punished and I thank you for it. I beg of you, please punish me harder if I displease you again. I only want to be good for you.”

  JD saw that the tears in her eyes were genuine. “Then get on your feet, with your hands behind your neck, and wait for me to give you your next command.” JD ordered. Aya watched the slave girl obeying her Master’s every command with hot eyes. She was in need of some diversion and had not had her release for several days now. This pretty little slave would provide it nicely.

  Chapter 9

  JD knew that, when properly applied, she responded incredibly passionately to pain. He also knew that Aya enjoyed giving pleasure by pain to his slaves. He watched as Aya attached cuffs to Leeane’s feet and wrists. She then took the leash and walked Leeane into Master’s playroom.

  The playroom was large. On one wall in the middle was a St. Andrew’s cross. Directly across from that were assorted manacles, stocks, spreaders, and a rack with different floggers, whips, canes, and paddles. There was also a four poster, full size bed. In the posts were eyelets placed so that someone could be bound inside or outside of the bed. In the middle of the room was a cable attached to a winch. On the other end was a bar. Directly under that was another set of eyelets screwed into the floor. Just beyond that was a kind of saw horse arrangement with one board slightly higher than the other. Neither of the boards was padded. Everything about the dark room screamed sex and pain. It was a true S&M dungeon. It was everything that JD wanted or needed to play with his pets.

  Aya s at Leeane and delivered a passionate kiss to her. Aya then turned Leeane around and lead her by the leash to the cross. When they got there, Aya secured Leeane to the cross making sure she was facing front and widely spread. JD chose a soft suede flogger and walked up to the captive beauty. He raised the flogger and brought it down on Leeane’s breasts. Over and over he stuck and then brought it in an underhand blow between her legs. Relentlessly he repeated the same sequence until she moaned and begged to be allowed to come.

  Aya thrust her hand between Leeane’s legs and cupped her cunt. She held her hand up to her Master and showed him the glistening wetness on it. JD could see the moisture clinging to Leeane’s dark hair between her legs. He s at Aya and handed her the flogger. Aya went in to the front of the slave and took over for her Master. JD went to the side and whispering in Leeane’s ear the penalty for coming without his permission. Aya walked back to the rack of whips and got out a long riding crop. JD had his finger pressed against Leeane’s clit, making her buck and writhe against it.

  She screamed, “Please let me come. Please Master, I will be good. Please Master, don’t make me disobey you and come. I can’t hold off much longer, please.” The last please came out in a long wail.

  JD s at Aya as she returned to the cross with her crop. One thing that JD knew was how adept Aya was at using the crop. She could punish with extreme severity or she could tantalize with stings. As Leeane bucked and moaned, Aya struck her nipple with the leather flap on the end of the crop. This made even louder moans come from the captive’s mouth. Leeane pleaded again with her Master to come. The only sound she heard was the swish of the crop followed by her moans and pleading.

  JD looked at her sweat drenched body and saw that she was shaking and bucking almost nonstop now. He looked at Aya and ordered, “Faster and harder, make those tits bounce. And you, Leeane, my dear, come for me now.”

  Just as JD said that, a blow from the crop hit Leeane’s breast harder, making her flesh bounce and shake. JD thrust a finger inside the dripping cunt of the slave and she went rigid and screamed. There were no words in this scream. JD fucked her with his finger and she began to buck and hump against his hand. Aya continued to whip her breasts with the crop as Leeane’s mouth moved without a sound. Leeane’s body went stiff again as the second wave started and she took a breath and let out another scream, “Oh God, I’m going to come again.” She furiously fucked JD’s finger as she came again. H her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she passed out.

  JD motioned to Aya to go with him. They went to a small fridge in the corner and JD handed her a bottle of water and took one for himself. They drank in silence smiling at one and another waiting for some sign of life in their bound slave. When she stirred, Aya took another bottle and gave Leeane a long drink of the cool water.

  She and JD then took Leeane off the cross and walked her to the bed. Leeane was made to kneel at the foot of the bed. Aya undressed and JD took a second to admire the great beauty he had. JD pulled down his shorts to reveal his rock hard cock. He took Aya into his arms and kissed her. His hands roamed her body from her back to her ass. Aya moaned into his mouth as he slipped his hand into her wet sex. She was getting more excited by the second. JD laid her softly on the bed and continued to explore her body with his hand. She gasped as he sucked a nipple into his mouth and then licked his way down to her dripping cunt. As his tongue found her wet lower lips, she moaned again. He licked the length of her slit and slowly circled her clit.

  Aya’s body started to tremble as she softly cried out to him, “Please Master.”

  JD took his mouth from her and moved up her body. He looked into her eyes as he thrust his cock into her. “Now.” was all he said. She closed her eyes and let the orgasm fill her. With each thrust into her she reached higher and higher. She let out a loud moan as she hit her peak and wrapped her arms tighter around him. JD let her peak and then pulled himself out of her without spending himself in her.

  “Not yet,” he said, “I want to have Leeane’s ass while I am still hard. Let’s put her up here and use her together.”

  Aya slid up to a position that allowed Leeane access to her cunt. JD pushed Leeane’s face into it and she started licking and sucking Aya with a renewed passion. JD pulled Leeane up on her knees and entered her dripping cunt. He got his cock wet and pulled out of her cunt and started to push it into the tight entrance of her ass. He slowly pushed his way to the hilt and let Leeane get used to it. Leeane was moaning into Aya’s cunt and Aya was breathing faster and letting out low moans of her own. JD began to thrust harder into Leeane forcing her mouth harder into Aya with each thrust. He felt his own orgasm coming on.

  “Come with me, my pets!” JD shouted to the two women. And with that he shot into Leeane’s bowels. Spurt after spurt went into the girl. Leeane moaned loud and long into Aya’s cunt as her orgasm hit and at the same time, Aya let a long moan of her own. They all collapsed as the orgasm ended.

  After a few minutes, JD said to Aya, “Get the pallet from under the bed and put Leeane on it. Cover her and come back to me.”

  Aya did as she was told to do and got back into the bed with her Master. He pulled her face gently to his and met her lips. He kissed her long and soft, pulling her into his arms. He laid on the pillow pulling up a soft, light blanket over them. She laid her head on his shoulder and they drifted off to sleep.

  Chapter 10

  Aya woke and looked at the sleeping form of her Master. She silently slipped from his side. She knew he would sleep much longer but she had much to attend to. She prodded the sleeping slave girl with her toe and gestured for her to be silent and follow.

  After they left the play room and departed the big house, Aya spoke for the first time. “You did well. You pleased your Master with your obedience.” Then as they walked
back toward the compound she spoke in a soft neutral tone, “Leeane, you have already been punished for your problems you had with Layla. Do not fear to speak honestly. Tell me, what is going on in the women’s quarters that you fight and steal from one another.”

  The slave girl looked nervously at Aya. “Forgive me Mistress Aya, but there is nothing going on. I was bad. I did wrong, please forgive me. I will try to be good. If I am bad, I beg you punish me again.”

  Aya stopped and looked at the frightened slave girl’s eyes. “You are hiding something. You would not just steal and fight for no reason. You were not hungry. You know that there are treats for those that please the Master’s.”

  The girl hung her head in shame and whispered, “She promised to share the candy.”

  Aya looked at Leeane sharply, “Layla promised to share her candy with you?”

  “Not just with me, with all of us girls. She said we could all have a piece if we helped her with her chores. She lied. When I asked for the candy she just laughed and said she never said that she would share. I did not really want the candy; I just took it because she broke her promise. I was going to give the rest to the other girls.”