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circle it drew sent harsh ripples
through my body. He balled his fist in my hair and yanked my head
up. With a dark smile on his face, he grabbed the rose and started
to tug.
The large bead came out
with a plop and I felt a wave of release wash over my body. It was
amazing. But that feeling was temporary as his leg drove further up
against my body and the discomfort returned. I whimpered as another
bead came out. My body was quickly adjusting to the sensation when
he suddenly gave a hard yank and pulled the full string of beads
out at once.
I tensed up as the sudden rush of relief
punched through my guts. My eyes rolled back and I collapsed into
his arm again.
He yanked my hair back so that I stared into
his piercing blue eyes. “Are you ready to begin, Slave?”
“ Yes, Master.”
*****
Chapter 3
He yanked me by my hair to his basement. A
light was flipped on and the dim space became as bright as day. The
solid concrete walls looked soundproof. I had a feeling that they
were. Ropes and cuffs dangled from the rafters as well as the
floor. A wooden chair was tucked away in a corner.
"As you can see, Slave, this chamber is
equipped with all the necessary implements for discipline. Are you
ready?"
I nodded.
He gave me a hard yank. "I need you to
speak, Slave."
"I, It, It is ready, Master."
Without another word, he turned me in his
grip so that my ass rubbed up against him. His hands hiked up my
sundress to reveal my dripping wet pussy. Bending me over his leg,
he squatted down and gave my ass a few good smacks before turning
me up agaisnt his body again.
"Do you feel my cock, Slave?"
"Yes, Master."
He pushed his hips forward. The heat of his
cock burned through his jeans and my bare ass. "Do you want it
inside of you?"
"Yes, Master."
He started grinding his hips against mine.
The rough fabric of his jeans grated against my sensitive pussy and
my legs trembled again.
"Say you want it."
"It wants your cock, Master." I
whimpered.
"Louder."
"It wants your cock, Master!" I managed a
slight shout as he grabbed my hands and pulled them back. His hips
continued to grind against me.
"Louder!"
"It wants your cock, Master!" I screamed and
he released my hands, letting me fall onto all fours.
Hand still grabbing my hair, he spanked my
ass. The sound bounced and echoed in the basement and I grimaced
each time his hand came down.
He stood up and led me by my hair, forcing
me to crawl after him. As he moved faster and faster, I had trouble
keeping up. My knees scraped against the hard floor and I gasped at
the pain. But my Master was not yet finished. He stopped me in the
middle of the floor and pulled me back up to sitting position.
"Pinch your nipples."
I looked at him uncertainly.
"Was I not clear, slave? Pinch your
nipples."
Slowly, my hand moved over the fabric of my
dress and seized my breasts. My fingers wrapped around my sensitive
nipples and pinched, sending tiny waves of pain fluttering across
my skin that left trailing wakes of pleasure behind.
"Harder!" He commanded.
My fingers tightened around my nipple.
Bursts of pain flared up and the pleasure intensified.
His hand dipped between my legs and slipped
inside of my pussy. Those rough fingers dug inside of me and I
fought back the moan that was surfacing again.
"Stop. Turn around."
I turned around and he pressed his pants to
my face. "Kiss my cock."
I leaned forward and put my lips against his
cock through the clothes. The warmth excited me. I loved how his
cock throbbed and grew from my kisses. But just as quickly as the
blissful moment came, he pulled away and looked at me.
"Take off your dress." His voice was as
rough as gravel. I stripped away the gossamer thin garment in
seconds and threw it to the side.
"Open your mouth."
I grew excited. The thought of taking him
inside of my mouth made my pussy water again. But instead of his
cock, I received the ball gag. The sound of the latches clicking
shut sent my heart into overdrive as I thought