Her Master's Command
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He stared at me for a long moment, his lips drawn into a sly smiled. “It’s been a few decades since anyone has found me this way. I can’t help but want to reward you for your determination but I also cannot ruin such potential.”
“Well...” I had no idea what to say.
“What I am going to do it offer you a very interesting opportunity. One that I have only offered twice before in my lifetime.” He crossed his arms over his chest and gave me another hard stare before taking a deep breath of air. “Should I assume that Angelina told you the nature of our relationship?”
“Yes,” I nodded “she told me that you were her Master but she couldn’t surrender her will to you.”
“It was a sad day when she left but inevitable I suppose, she was a lovely girl and I still miss her.” he sighed “but she and I were not what the other person needed to be truly happy. I am going to make you an offer, it will only be made once and if you agree we shall seal it with a good, hard fuck.”
I shook my head and hoped to hell that the offer was good because I really needed what he wanted to give me.
“I will not release you from your spell. I believe it is a gift that if properly trained will allow you to become a skilled mistress of pain. You will be a most exquisite creature but the training will be hard. I will break you, I will torture you and abuse you in the most terrible ways. You will be nothing more than a piece of furniture for me to use however I choose and when I have finally pushed you over that terrible edge I will start your true training.” The Master’s eyes flashed with bright intelligence and I knew he had me without another thought.
“Yes” I answered.
The Master nodded slowly, his smile growing wider. “Now tell me your name.”
“Amelia.”
He narrowed his eyes and nodded again. “It’s a very pretty name and it fits you but from this moment on it does not belong to you anymore. From now you will answer to Slave or Pet and nothing else. When it is time I will choose a name better suited to your station. Do you understand me slave?”
“Yes Master,” I breathed.
“Strip.” He ordered as he picked up the leather straps.
I quickly did as I was told, tossing my dress and shoes into a heap on the floor.
The Master smiled at me and threw the laces at me. Immediately they worked their way across my tender skin and wrapped me into a tidy bundle with my hands restrained behind my back.
He reached out and took hold of my hair and pushed me down to the ground with a cold laugh. I offered no resistance as he pushed my hips high and pressed my face against the cold marble floor. “Such a pretty little cunt,” he groaned, “it’s such a shame I won’t me partaking in it today.”
I closed my eyes as the sound of a zipper being drawn. If he wasn’t going to fuck me than what was he going to do?
I didn’t move as his fingers wandered over the round globes of my ass and I knew what I was in for. Immediately my body tensed and immediately he gave me a hard slap on my backside.
I groaned from the feel of the stinging heat. This wasn’t what I was expecting.
“Master?” I whimpered as the head of his thick cock pressed against my tiny hole. No one had ever taken me like this and the thought terrified me. “Master, Please.”
He laughed again, one hand gripping tight to my hair to hold me tight while the other pressed my stomach down. “Too late to back out now little slave” he growled and pushed the head of his shaft past the tight muscles of my ass.
I let out a small whimpering scream and pressed my face to the floor as he filled me with his massive shaft. It was punishment and pain and made me shake with fear.
The Master pushed deeper into me until I thought I couldn’t bear it one more second before delivering a hard slap to my ass. I tried to jump away from him but he kept hold of my hair and held me steady as he rammed into me again. “I’ve been watching you for a long time little slave and I know the kinds of misery you’ve left in your wake. A long line of broken hearts from day one.” He laughed cruelly and fucked me faster. “When I get done with you people from every corner of the globe will line up to take your special brand of punishment,” he growled “Do you hear me little slave?”
“Yes Master,” I croaked when he yanked my hair back and slammed into me again.
“When I get done fucking your ass,” he breathed “I’m going to take you into my workshop and introduce you to my favorite whip. You’re going to learn to love them as much as you’re going to learn to love me,” the Master groaned, his breath coming in deep hard waves. “Do you hear me little slave?”
“Yes Master,” I gasped as my body flushed. He was going to whip me. No one had ever done that.
The Master tightened his grip on my hair once more, fucking me faster until I felt his body tighten and he filled my hole with warm jets of come. He moved slower now until he’d grown soft and pulled out of me. “You’re going to be a good little slave,” he crooned and gave my ass one final swat before slipping his hand between my thighs to stroke my pussy. “My slave has such a wet cunt for someone who fights against my cock up her ass.”
I moaned and held still, my body contracting from the removal of his thick shaft.
“Do you like that?” He whispered and slid two fingers deep into my moist channel. “Do you like it when I put my hand inside you and fuck you with my fingers?”
“Yes Master,” I shuddered and moved into his hand.
“Do you think you’ve earned the right to come?” He slid a third finger in me and pressed his thumb to my clit. “Give me the right answer or I’ll think of something truly nasty to do to you on your first day as my slave.”
“No Master,” I answered quickly and mourned the loss of his talented fingers. “I haven’t earned anything.”
“Good,” he crooned and buried his hands in my hair. “You are a clever pet.”
I moved with him as he pulled me to standing and followed as best I could out of the large empty room and into whatever future awaited me.
To Be Continued…