You are being punished for your hesitation but mostly I am teaching you a valuable lesson. I can and will beat you whenever I wish but if you ever step out of line, you will have this to look forward to. I will not break your bones but your skin will be broken. Your WILL will be broken, you will submit to me. You are mine. You will do as I say. You will fuck when I say. You will be fucked by WHOMEVER I say and WITH whatever I wish. Is this clear? You have permission to answer."
"Yes, Master."
And with that it began.
The first lash heightened my senses. My pussy was on fire, throbbing.
Lash after lash, he slapped my skin with his leather strap. He started at my upper back and worked his way down to my ankles. He turned me around and lashed my legs and my torso and my stomach and my chest. My skin was hot. Was I bleeding? Was this just sweat? I just knew I had heat radiating from every skin cell explosed to air. I don't know how long this went on but at last He threw down the leather strap and unhooked me.
He bent me over a table in the corner of the room and entered me from behind. His hands grabbed my tits and he squeezed unmercifully. My whole body hurt from the thrusts, the bruises and the skin openings where He had lashed me countlessly for hours.
He pulled his cock out of my pussy and pushed me down and thrust it into my mouth. He took the back of my head and pushed His cock down my throat, choking me, exciting me, I felt His hot juices flow down my throat. I tried to swallow but His cock had my throat stretched and I coughed. Master's cum splattered and exploded out of my throat. He removed His dick and pushed my face into the mess I had created when I coughed. I sucked it up and ingested it. My master's cum. It tasted bitter and sweet.
"Stand up."
He flipped on the light and stood me in front of a mirror. I was horrified. My body that used to be milky white was not purple and blue and streaked with small cuts with blood clotting in the unopened flesh.
He led me into the room where he poured water into my bowl and put some sort of mashed food that looked like baby food into the other bowl. He put His hands on my shoulders to lower me to the floor. I was on the floor like a bitch should be eating and drinking. I felt Him take my arms and pull them behind me.
"These are manacles. You will wear them until I want to take them off. Do not ask."
"Yes, Master."
"Tonight you sleep with me."
"Yes, Master."
This made me happy.
Bruised, hurting, and still wearing some of his cum, He led me upstairs and into his bedroom.
First I must shower. He washed me off, applied salve to my abrasions, and while still wearing manacles, I was placed stomach down on His bed. He covered me up. I felt His body slide into the bed next to me.
He immediately fell asleep.
I was awake. My first night. My first beating. The beginning of my slavery, my virtuous submission
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