5 comments/ 61399 views/ 16 favorites A Slave Trainer Ch. 01 By: HisSexKitten0908 "Hurry, the new shipment will be here soon." I say indifferently. Amber, my dark haired beauty, kneels in front of me. She unzips my jeans with her teeth and licks up the side of my cock, sending shivers of pleasure through me. She sucks the bulbous head into her mouth, burying her face in my crotch. I groan as my dick hits the back of her throat. She sucks my cock deeper, swallowing it. I can feel the muscles in her throat contracting around my thick member. There's a knock on my office door. "Come in." Amber's ass waves in the air. She preens for the newcomer. "Master, the new slaves have arrived and are waiting your inspection." Titus is heavily muscled and unclothed except for his collar and chastity belt. All male slaves must wear them for fear they will breed the females. His eyes land on my pet's shaven pussy. I clear my throat, and his eyes snap back to my face, and then down, as is proper for one as low as he. "I'll be there as soon as she's finished." Titus nods, bowing low, before walking out of my office. My attention returns to the woman sucking my dick. "Hurry it up, cunt. We have business to attend to." The woman quickens her pace, eliciting a moan from me. Her soft, well trained hands work me closer to orgasm, one gripping and stroking my shaft as her tongue swirls around my head, the other cupping my balls gently, massaging them expertly and coaxing out their spunk. She sucks harder until I'm spewing my load into her mouth. Amber pulls away, opening her mouth, showing me my cum, and swallowing. A small trail trickles down the corner of her mouth, and she licks it up. "Let's go look at our newest girls, pet." "Yes, Master." Amber, clad in nothing but her collar, stands. I zip myself back into my jeans, watching as her tits and hips sway as she walks towards the door. She kneels, legs spread, until I clip her leash to her collar. She stands again, walking a few steps behind me on my left. I'm a slave trainer and breeder, and a damn good one at that. I own eight stables, six for sex slaves and two for breeding. Each stable houses twenty slaves. Half of the stables are for the males; the other half for the females. The stables are three stories. The first story is for bathing, doctoring, teaching and the like. Slaves eat in their rooms. The slaves must be monitored while they bathe to ensure they don't pleasure themselves. The second and third floors are the slave quarters. There is one slave to a room, with eleven rooms on each floor. The two extra rooms are for the Handlers. The Handler ensures the good behavior of my slaves. If a slave misbehaves, the Handler administrates the punishment. I am given reports each night after the slaves have been put to bed. The slave rooms are locked from the outside, with the Handler keeping the key to the doors. Slaves sleep in chastity belts, once they can be trusted not to touch themselves. Before then they wear the belts full time. I rely heavily on orgasm control and denial. I primarily train sex slaves, but will, on request, train other types. A slave does not leave my estate without being fully trained and ready to serve. If a slave doesn't take to training, I sell them to Pleasure Houses. Pleasure Houses are not pleasant for a slave. They are tied up and fucked. A slave in a pleasure house is nothing more than an ass, a cunt, or a mouth. They are worked until they die. Pleasure House slaves never last long. When a slave comes to me, she or he is a virgin, and will remain so until they are sold. If a slave has been exceptionally good, I will allow him or her to cum. Amber is my pet slave. She was my first slave, and she has free roam of the estate. As a reward for her continual good behavior, I allow her to conduct the Naming Ceremony. She ranks over every other slave I own. She is my only personal sex slave, but I will partake of the merchandise on occasion. Six female slaves stand in front of the stable block: Two blonds, one tall and leggy with large, high breasts, and the other short, with small, pert breasts. The tall one swallows hard as I walk past, her feet planted, while the short one shuffles around nervously, her eyes glued to the dirt beneath her. A short brunette with large breasts is next, followed by a set of identical twins with black hair and medium sized breasts. Finally, at the end of the line, stands an extremely short, dark red headed woman with large breasts. I can feel Amber's excitement as she squirms behind me. I wonder which one of the girls has set her off. "My name is Benjamin, but you shall call me Master, or Sir, from here on out. You are here for one reason and one reason alone, and that is to become a sex slave. Your sole duty for the rest of your pathetic lives is to please others. Learn this lesson quickly. Your punishment will not be pleasant if you fail. The Naming Ceremony starts bright and early tomorrow. This is Slave Amber; she will be choosing your slave name. Your Handlers will inform you of all other necessary information. For now, you will receive your temporary slave collar and chastity belt. You will only be allowed to cum when I say so. Get used to it; this is your life now. You are no longer your own. Slave Tandy, Slave Brooke, you may proceed." Each of my slaves has their permanent collar, a tag with their slave name, and a brand marking them as mine. Slave Tandy steps forward, reaching behind her for the temporary collars and chastity belts Slave Brooke holds. The dark red head whimpers as the chastity belt is placed on her, but accepts her collar without a sound. Slave Candy has to step in with the electric prod when the brunette starts to struggle, but quickly all is in order again. The twins and the blondes don't struggle a bit as the collar and belts are placed upon them. "Handlers, you may take your slaves to the Stables now. I will see everyone in the morning." Amber is giddy, prancing around behind me as I lead her back to the house. There are sounds of leashes snapping to collars and protesting slaves. "Come along, pet, we have some work to do." "Yes, Master. Master, may I request something?" My gut response is no, but my Amber never asks for anything, so I humor her. "Yes, Cunt, you may." She squeals in excitement, bouncing around on the end of her leash, which does incredible things to her tits. "Settle down, Amber, and ask." She stops jumping immediately. "Sir, may we keep the red haired one? She's like a little kitten, Master." Amber is preening at the thought of the girl. This shipment was bought to keep, but maybe I should let her sweat a bit. "Why do you want to keep her, girl? You have all the slaves you can get your horny little hands on." Amber is now rubbing up against me, basically humping my leg. "Get inside, my pet." I hold the door open for her to prance inside. The door clicks behind us. "She's like a little kitten, Master." The slave repeats herself breathlessly as I push her into the wall. My hands slide down her ass, slapping her cheeks roughly. She squeals, trying to jerk away from me. One hand wraps around her throat, holding her in place, as I continue slapping her ass. "We shall see, pet, we shall see." I slide my hand to her sopping pussy. "You liked that, didn't you, whore?" I slide two fingers inside her, pumping in and out of her quickly before returning to spanking her ass. She cries out again and again. I continue to spank her until her ass is red and starting to bruise. I let her loose and she sobs against the wall. "M-Master, what was that for?" My slave sobs. "Have I displeased you? I'm sorry I asked for the girl." She drops to her knees in front of me, legs spread wide. I can see her wince from her heels touching her tender ass. Her chin drops to her chest. Her position is perfect. "I felt like it." I shrug, "You are mine, slave, I can do what I wish with you." I take her hand lifting her. Tears still run down her face as I carry her to my bedroom. I toss her onto the bed, forcefully spreading her legs. I sink my cock into her sopping pussy. "You're such a whore." I grunt, thrusting into her. Her pussy tightens around my cock, gripping and milking my dick, begging it to release its seed. I lean down sucking a tight nipple into my mouth. I flick my tongue over the soft bud, latching my teeth around it. Amber arches up as I bite down on her nipple, the pleasure from her nipples registering in her pussy in the form of contractions, her warm, wet twat clenching around my rod. My cock swells, bursting into her tight cunt. I roll off the slave, "Get cleaned up and go to bed." I'm asleep before Amber closes the door behind her. A Slave Trainer Ch. 02 I'd like to think everyone for their comments. They really made me think about Chapters Two and Three. Keep the comments coming; they really do help me to write. ;) ~~~ Chapter Two There's a warm, wet mouth latched onto my dick. The throat squeezes around my shaft. I moan loudly, opening my eyes. Amber's head is bobbing over my dick. I lose myself in sensation for a moment before realizing what's transpiring. "What do you think you're doing, whore?" I growl. The slave flinches, letting my cock pop out of her mouth. "Master, the Ceremony is in an hour. I thought you'd like to wake up this way." The slave stumbles over her words, bowing her head. "I'm sorry if I have displeased you, Sir." "You've grown too big for your collar, slave. Am I going to have to restrict your privileges? Will I have to restrain you like a common sex whore?" The slave whimpers at my words. "We will discuss your punishment after the Ceremony. Now, go!" The slave darts out of the bedroom, the door closing quickly. I step into a steaming shower, quickly cleaning up. I dress in slacks and a nice shirt. Amber is kneeling beside the bedroom door when I walk out. I clip a leash to her collar, pulling her behind me. I can hear her bare feet scrambling to keep up. The six newcomers, along with their Handlers, will be in the Hall. The Hall is a simple brick building housing the kitchens as well as several rooms used for meetings, ceremonies and a gym. I conduct any business with clients in the Hall. The Naming Ceremony will begin after I've inspected each girl. Amber's leash is unhooked. "Bring in the twins." Amber bows, retreating out the door. Amber walks through the door leading the two girls by their leashes. She bows, kneeling before me. "Master, I have brought the two you requested." The girls stand, shifting their weight from side to side, bumping into each other. The twin on the left tries to cover herself, while the twin on the right squeezes her breasts closer together. Their bodies and faces look identical, thin and feminine. Their breasts, while not overly large, certainly aren't small. The slave on the right is shaven clean, while the slave on the left is trimmed neatly. That will have to be remedied. The slaves need to be identical in every way. I jot notes in their files. The files state they were sold by their families. I might keep them if they prove good enough. I could always use twins to breed. "Take them away, pet, and bring in the blondes. Both of them, mind you." My slave bows again. If they wear clothes, the females curtsey, while the males continue to bow. What can I say? I'm old fashioned that way. The slave brings in the two blonds. The tall, leggy one has large, high breasts. I'll have to continue to work her chest muscles so they won't droop. I might sell this one. If she takes to the training, she'll fetch a high price on the market. Although, with those hips, she would be a perfect breeder. The short one, on the other hand, has small, perky breasts. She's a little too round in the stomach. She'll need to be worked hard. If this one doesn't take to training, then she will probably be sold to a Pleasure House. There's not much of a market for a sex slave with small tits, and I have no use for a breeder with small hips and tits. "The brunette next," Amber bows, leading the two girls out. I hear a scream, and look up as Amber struggles through the door with the brunette. The brunette's back and ass are covered in red welts. My pet's eye appears to be bruising. "Come here, pet." She walks over to me, bows, and I pull her face close, inspecting her eye. "Did she do this to you, Amber?" "Yes, Master." Amber presses in close as I trail my hand down her breasts to her slightly bruised ass. I stare at the brunette. Training will be hard for her, she won't be sold until she's submitting perfectly, but I certainly won't be keeping her. "I will announce her punishment after the Naming Ceremony and you, my dear slave, will have the pleasure of performing the punishment." I kiss my pet's blackening eye. "Have Slave Candy get you some ice for your eye once the Ceremony has been completed." Amber bows, backing away. "Take her out, and bring in the last one." Amber leads the struggling slave out and sounds of the prod being used waft through the door as the red haired girl is led in. My Amber is a short 5'3", but she towers over this auburn haired slave. I glance at her file: eighteen and given up by her grandparents. Other than her tits and her size, there is nothing obviously special about her. I'll have to have her shaved as soon as the ceremony is over. I'll give her to my Amber when the girl is trained, or use her as a breeder. "Pet, it's time for the Naming Ceremony. Get this girl out with the rest of the slaves, and we shall proceed." Amber bows, and I can see a trail of juice just starting to drip down her leg from her pussy. I take my time putting away my files. There's more scuffling and screams. I wait five more minutes, and then make my appearance. The brunette is covered in new welts from the prod and tears are running down her face. It's going to be fun to break that one. "It doesn't matter who you were in the past. Your families no longer want you. You are no one. Slave Amber will be giving you your slave name. You will answer to that and only that. Slave Amber, proceed." Amber bows to me, "Yes, Master." She turns and says to the shy one, "Your name is Slave Calisto. Repeat it!" The girl trembles, stuttering over the name. She turns to the second twin. "Your name is Slave Crystal. Repeat it!" This girl squares her shoulders and says her new name proudly. The tall blonde is next, "Your name is Slave Alli. Repeat it!" The girl says her name softly, timidly. "Your name is Slave Andrea. Repeat it!" The short blonde whimpers out her new name. "Your name is Slave Mallory. Repeat it!" My sweet pet snarls at the brunette. Mallory, how unfortunate a name, refuses to say anything. "Repeat it!" My Amber snaps again. When she doesn't respond, Slave Candy smacks her with the prod until she drops to her knees. The brunette glares up at my pet, spitting the name out. She's tugged to her feet once more. Amber moves to the red head. "Your name is Slave Cassie. Repeat it." Amber says gently to the little girl. The girl whispers her name meekly. Amber was right; she is like a little kitten. I might just give Cassie to her after all. Amber turns away from the slaves, bowing to me. "Master, the Slaves have received their names." "Very good, my pet," Amber beams up at me as I continue. "Tomorrow your training will start. I will evaluate you once more, and your Handlers will be given your training regimen. I will be given daily reports on your behavior and progress. Failing to do as you're told or to cooperate will result in severe punishment. Slave Mallory will be issued such a punishment three nights from tonight for her willfully disobedient behavior. She will be given fifty strokes with the prod to be administered by Slave Amber. Sleep well girls, tomorrow will be even harder than today." I walk into my office, and shut the door. Amber will be getting her ice as the slaves leave. There is a knock on the door, "Come in." Amber walks through the door, holding a pack of ice to her face. She bows low to me. "Master, may I ask a question?" I nod the affirmative, and she continues. "Have you thought more on keeping Slave Cassie?" I chuckle softly, waving her over to me. She dances lightly to me. I trail my hand down her body causing a soft purr to spill out her luscious lips. I set her on the desk, running my hand over her damp pussy. "This girl really gets you going, doesn't she? Lean back." The slave does as I command, whimpering softly. "Look how wet she made you, slut." My eyes lock on the pussy in front of me. I can smell her desire as I lean in close, running my tongue over her slit. Her tangy juices flood my mouth. "You want to cum, don't you, cunt?" She merely whimpers breathlessly. "Answer me slave!" The girl stumbles over her words, "Yes, Master. Please?" Her voice is breathy with need. I suck at her clit, scraping my tongue along the sensitive bud. "Oh but, slave, we still have your punishment to discuss." Her face scrunches up. "I have the perfect punishment for you. Until your precious Cassie has earned her permanent collar you are not allowed to cum. If you're feeling any temptations whatsoever, you are to come to me, wake me if you have to, and I will deal with it. Do you understand?" Amber whimpers, looking terrified. "Yes, Master, I understand." Her voice is soft and meek, like the good slave she is. She clings tight to the ice pack, clutching it to her eye. She fidgets on my desk. All my slaves are trained to cum on command. It's one of their last tests, to go a week without cumming, during which they are pushed to the limits. Then, when they're bought, to seal the deal, their new owner gets to make them cum before they even take the slave home, or they can make their slave wait. I bury my face in her pussy again, mercilessly teasing her. "Let's go, pet. We have other things planned for today." I clip her leash to her collar, tugging her out of the Hall and back to the house. I toss Amber across the back of a couch. Her ass and pussy are exposed to the air. I start rubbing her pussy, shoving fingers into her sopping cunt. "Fucking slut, I hope it takes Cassie a year to be fully trained." She cries out loudly. I pull my fingers out of Amber's desperately pulsating cunt. "Master, please, no? Please, I need you, Master." She begs, whimpering. Amber grinds down against the couch, her ass wiggling in the air. I reach up, grabbing her long, dark hair, and tug her off the couch. The slave's hands scrape at my wrist as I haul her into the bathroom. Each room in my house is set up for optimum use of sex slaves. I pull out an enema kit, watching Amber's eyes grow wide as I dump several liters of water into her. By the time I'm done, she's squirming uncomfortably. "I know one of my slaves can hold that in. Don't disappoint me." I watch as Amber grinds her teeth, struggling to keep the water in. I tug my slut into a spare room. Ten minutes later, my pet is panting with the effort of keeping the water inside of her. "Hurry, and clean up." I laugh loudly as the slave waddles to the bathroom. She comes out minutes later. I toss her over the couch again, not bothering to lube up. I spread Amber's ass cheeks, pressing against her tight hole. I slip the bulbous head of my cock into her ass. Amber cries out as I thrust into her. The tight warmth of her ass gripping each inch of my shaft is almost too much. I fuck her ass until my cock spews into her. "Good night, cunt. Don't forget what I said." I walk out, set the alarms, and go to bed. A Slave Trainer Ch. 03 Plot wise the next couple of chapters are going to be a bit slow. But don't worry, they'll pick up. ;)This chapter, and the next are more violent than the previous two chapters. Hey, a slave's got to be punished. :) Enjoy. ~~~ Chapter Three The twins standing in front of me fidget. "Slave Calisto, come here." The girl squeaks, walking over to me, looking back at her sister. I run my hand up and down her side. I grip her firm tits in my hand, squeezing and tugging at them. I pinch and pull at her nipples. She tries to pull away, and I tap her with the prod set low. It's nothing more than static electricity, but she jumps forward, yelping. "Never pull away from a Master or Mistress." I tell her, kissing down her chest, my eyes still bearing into hers domineeringly. I take one nipple in my mouth, sucking on it, rolling it around with my tongue. I pull away, running my hand down her body, cupping her metal clad pussy. There's a small slit in the metal, for necessities. The slit isn't big enough for the slave, or another person, to stimulate said slave. I unlock the chastity belt, letting it fall away. I slide my fingers over her pussy lips, touching her enflamed clit. She quivers, whimpering. I lock her back up. I kiss her softly, and she leans into me. "Go to Slave Amber, slave." The slave walks over to Amber, and I watch as Amber runs her hands over the nude woman. When Calisto realizes what Amber's about to do, she jerks away, crying out. "No! No! I'm not a lesbian!" Amber looks to me, and I nod, chuckling, handing over the prod. Amber smacks the girl with it, causing her to jump between Amber's spread legs. Amber sucks on the girl's tit, sporting a devilishly carnal grin on her face while the girl sobs. I feel my face widen in a smile of approval, reminded of why I keep my favorite slave. "Let her go, pet. Come here, Slave Crystal." Crystal walks confidently forward, standing in front of me. I run my hands over her body, not spending nearly as much time with her as I did her sister, her lack of impudence boring me. Then I send her to Amber. Amber runs her hands over her breast, leaning forward to suck a nipple into her mouth. Crystal moans loudly. I watch Amber play with the girl. "Enough." I jot notes into the girls files, amazed how identical the twenty year olds look, but how different they are sexually. Crystal may do well with a female owner. "Take them away, and bring me Slaves Alli and Andrea." Amber grasps the leashes, tugging the girls behind her like pet dogs. I sit behind the mahogany desk, watching the security cameras and jotting notes in their files. These two need to be identical in every way. I'll put them on a light exercise regimen to tone up their muscles and ballet for flexibility and grace. I will be keeping the twins, they will be perfect breeders. On the security tapes, Amber switches the leashes over to the handlers, who fret over the girls, making sure their appearances are perfect before Amber tugs the two blondes after her. Amber bows once to me, and my eyes are drawn to her swaying breasts. "Slave Andrea, come here." The short chubby girl lurches towards me trembling. I run my hands over her breast, causing her nipples to jump to attention. I squeeze and roll them between my fingers. Her breathy moans fill the room. I slide my hand down to her rounded belly, "You'll have to lose this weight if you're to please anybody." The slave's lips twitch and tears stream down her face. I unfasten her belt, letting the heavy metal fall away. I reach under her, shoving my fingers up her wet twat, pumping in and out. Bringing her to the brink of orgasm, I stop, closing the metal chastity belt around her with a clank. I watch as Amber sucks Andrea's nipples into her mouth, fingers eagerly pulling at the other. I like this one, despite her weight. She may not be a natural slave, but she's certainly a natural slut, and that will serve her well. "That's enough, pet. Slave Alli, come over here." The tall blondes head flies up, and she stares wide eyed at me. Refusing to move, I grab her leash, reeling her in. She spits in my face. I throw her across my desk violently, enraged by her defiance. "Slave Amber, spread her legs for me." My hand over the cunt's throat keeps her from moving. Amber spreads the slave's legs, tying them to my desk. I yank the belt off her, rubbing her clit aggressively. She cries out, thrashing on my desk, begging me to stop. "Tie down her arms and body, too, pet." Amber wraps rope around the girl, while I continue to rub her clit. I slide my fingers into her slick cunt. Juice drips down her ass and onto my desk. In the corner of my office, sits a cabinet. It's filled with objects used to punish and pleasure. I rifle through its contents and smile, the perfect punishment suddenly occurring to me. I come back with a pussy spreader and an electric prod. I clip the pussy spreader to the slave's cunt lips and it holds them wide open. I stand between her legs and ever so slightly touch her dripping pussy with the prod. She screams out, jerking against the bonds. I turn the electrical current off, pushing the prod all the way in her pussy until it hits her back wall. "Will you ever act like that again?" I ask the slave patiently. She refuses to answer, so I turn the current back on, and she's screams out. I turn it off. "Don't make me ask again, fucking slut." "No, Master. Please let me up. Please Master!" She begs. I fuck her with the prod, turning it on and off quickly. It slides easily through her soaking pussy. "Your punishment is not over, slave. You have greatly disrespected me, and I cannot let that go unpunished." I tap her erect nipples with the prod and she screams out. "Leash her in the punishment room, my pet. I will see to her after we have finished here; and bring me Slave Mallory." Amber unties the girl on my desk, and leads both blondes out of my office. I glance at Slave Andrea's file. I give her a strict exercise plan. She must drop the excess weight she carries. She will be easy to train, but I'm not sure if I will be keeping her or not. I doubt she'd make a good breeder, and she will probably only be a mediocre sex slave. Slave Alli, on the other hand is going to take more time to train. I grin as I decide she will be trained as a pain slut. I might keep her as a breeder with that hair of hers, but I will not allow her to get off without the pain. I glance up and Amber is struggling with Mallory. Amber bows to me, and Mallory rips the leash out of the girl's hands and tries to run out the door. I catch her before she's made it two feet. I drag her back into my office. I grab her tits roughly, watching as her nipples harden. "You're a fucking slut. You like being hurt. It makes your cunt drip. You're such a nasty whore. When I'm done with you, you won't be able to think about anything other than pleasing your Master, if I decide that's what you want. I can make it so you can't get off at all. Would you like that, whore? Would you like it, if the only way you could get off is with a twelve inch dick shoved up your ass?" She trembles slightly in front of me. "Amber, take this slut back to her Handler. Her punishment is to be moved up to tomorrow." Amber bows to me, "Yes, Sir. Would you like me to bring in the next slave?" I nod to her, and she walks out of the room. Mallory will not be staying with me. I will make sure she's trained perfectly, even if it takes years to do so. I love a challenge. I believe I'll train her either as a pain slut, or I'll train her to only get off with a dick, and then sell her to a Mistress. That shall be an appropriate fate for the disobedient Mallory. Amber walks back in with Slave Cassie. I run my hands over Cassie's large breasts, and she practically purrs pushing them into my hands. She quietly and eagerly accepts my fingers into her pussy. Her sweet moans fill the air. Amber's eyes glow excitedly. I turn the girl over to Amber, ignoring the stiff bulge in my pants, and watch as my pet tenderly plays with the new slave. "That's enough for now. Tell the handler's I'll have the training schedules ready for tomorrow." Amber bows to me and leads the girl out of my office. She's eager, willing, and meek, all the ingredients in a natural born slave. She'd make a good breeder, and will fetch a high price on the market with a body like that, but there's no way I'm - The phone ringing jerks me out of my musings. "This is Master Benjamin." "Hey Benny! I'm thinking it's time for one of those bashes we throw so successfully." The voice of my fellow Dominant, and best friend, Mike, floats over the line. Every three months or so, we throw a party with an abundance of good food, booze, and sex. "I'm thinking at the end of next week." That's Mike for you. Mega plans with very short notice. "Not a bad idea, Mike. It'll give me a chance to test the progress of my new shipment. You handle the guest list, and I'll take care of the rest." Mike whoops, before hanging up. Amber prances back into the room, settling herself in my lap. "We're having a party in a week and a half, pet." I rub her pussy lips softly, watching her chest rise and fall with her increasing breath. My mouth latches around a swollen nipple. Hard teeth scrape across tender flesh. I set her on the edge of my desk, unzipping my pants and letting them fall to my ankles, as I sink my cock into her wet pussy. I slowly slide out of the cunt and slam back into her. I fuck her roughly, spewing into her hot pussy, my load filling her and dribbling out, slipping down over her ass onto the desk. "Let's go take care of Slave Alli, my pet." A Slave Trainer Ch. 04 Chapter 4 Another scream rips from the slave bound in front of me. The electric prod is sticking out of her ass, now turned off. I reach around her body, fingering her wet pussy. I step away from her, raise my arm, and let the whip fly. It streaks through the air, and with a crack lands on the slaves stripped back. Two, three, four times, I lash the whip, watching as four more stripes pop up across the blonde's ass. "Amber, turn it on." My pet reaches over and turns on the prod. The setting is down low, but she still jerks and screams. I watch as her body thrashes in its bonds. "Master, I'm sorry. Please, Master, please?" She sobs. I stride across the floor, my hand slapping her bruising ass, causing the prod to wiggle and the slave to scream out louder. "Master, please, I'm sorry." My hand drifts down to her dripping pussy. She is soaked. Her juice has leaked down to her knees and is flowing freely, still. "Enough." Amber turns the prod off, pouting at me. She likes punishing the slaves as much, or more than I do. I take the whip and lash her several more times, making her count the strokes, and thank me after each of them. By the last, she's sobbing and can barely get the words out. Briefly, I consider tacking on a few more strokes, but I let her off the hook. "Take her back to her handler. It's time for the evening meeting. Don't make me wait long." I lock the chastity belt around her, and then head to the conference room, waiting impatiently for the handlers. The Handlers walk in single file with Amber in the lead. My pet stands directly behind me, squirming. "Sit, pet," I push my chair back, and Amber settles herself in my lap. I push the twins' files to Slave Brooke, the blondes' files go to Slave Tandy, and the other two go to Slave Candy. While they glance through files, I twist Amber's nipples between my fingers, listening to her puffing breath. I wait until all the files are back in my possession. "Alli will make a very excellent pain slut. Also, I want her trained as anal slut. She is not allowed to orgasm, except when she's in pain and has her ass full. I'm keeping Andrea. Just do the basic, every day, run of the mill slave training. Can you handle that Tandy?" Tandy grins at me. Pain sluts are right up her ally. "Yes, Master. It will be fun." She flips through the files again, jotting her own notes into them. "Master?" I nod for her to continue. "May I put a plug in her chastity belt?" I consider the idea. "Yes, you may. She's yours to train. Don't do it immediately though. Work her into it slowly." Tandy nods and I move on to Brooke. "I'll be keeping the twins as breeders. Calisto is shyer than her twin. I want them both comfortable with lesbian action and incest. I want them identical in every way, right down to their make-up and hair. Their hair needs to be kept long. Crystal will be the easier of the two." "Yes, Master. I'll start on Calisto immediately. I'll start with shaving her pussy, and slip a couple of fingers in there." Brooke grins as her eyes fall to my fingers plunging in and out of Amber's cunt. "Good. Mallory won't be staying with us. I've decided I will be selling her to a Mistress, but I want her trained to only be able to get off with a dick in her disgusting cunt or ass." Candy blinks up at me, unused to the hatred spilling off my tongue. "I'm not sure what I'm going to do with Cassie yet. I am considering keeping her. All you need to do with her is teach her how I want my slaves to behave. She's a natural submissive." Candy's gaze turns hungry as my slick hands slides into Amber's ass. "Yes, Master." I push my hand in up to my knuckles. Amber moans softly, as my fist slides into her ass. I pump in and out of her, watching as she grinds air. "One more thing; at the end of next week, we will be hosting a party." I dismiss the slaves, listening to them chattering excitedly. It'll finally give them the release they need. I don't touch them as much as I should. I know they're frustrated, and I do take care of them. I turn my attention back to the writhing girl in my lap. I toss her, face down, onto the table in front of me. I shove my dick into her sopping pussy, continuing to fist her ass. I fuck the slave until I've dumped my load into her pussy. Amber begs me to let her cum. I pull out of her, watching as her ass closes slowly. "I've got work to do, cunt. Go play with the slaves, but stay away from Cassie." Amber pouts at me, but prances out of the room. >> "Slave Mallory, due to your disrespectful actions towards Slave Amber, and towards me, you are being punished. Amber, you have thirty minutes to punish Slave Mallory." I nod towards Amber, watching as she raises the whip. She lets it fly. Soon Mallory is screaming and crying out. Her body is covered in red welts. Amber's being especially vicious to the slave's tits, ass, and cunt. The whip wraps around her body, twisting her around. The lashes are now starting to bleed, and Mallory's cries are growing hoarser. I glance at my watch, only half way through. The whip flies through the air repeatedly. A particularly brutal blow lands across the girl's nipples. I warn Amber there is only five minutes left, and the whip flies even faster. When the punishment's over, Mallory cannot speak. She's covered in blood and sweat. She whimpers when two of my male Handlers carry her to the medical building. Amber prances over to me; her vindication is evident on her face. She rubs against me, handing the whip over to me. "Feel better, pet?" Amber nods, humping my leg. I turn to the slaves behind us. No one has said a word or moved a muscle for most of the thirty minutes. This will serve as a good reminder for the rest of my slaves. I dismiss them, and the handlers usher them away, and back to their training. Mallory's training will start tomorrow, but the rest of the girls' training starts immediately. After calling my caterer and doing several other party planning things, Amber and I head over to the training center. Slave Candy and Slave Cassie bow to me as I walk through the door. "Master, let me show you how Slave Cassie is doing." Candy puts Cassie through her paces. I watch as the slave preforms various household duties. Candy calls her over, and Cassie skips across the floor to her. After several more commands, the new slave is eagerly licking Candy's pussy. A few minutes more and I stop the two of them. "I've started training her especially for oral sex, Master. Is there anything else you'd like me to do with her?" I consider the tiny slave. She's absolutely delectable. It's not normal for me to need to contain an erection on account of a slave, but Cassie's perfect form and natural temperament of servitude brought my thick member to full attention. I snap out of my consideration, "No, what you're doing is perfect. Are Brooke and Tandy here?" Candy nods, and I head into the basement where Tandy is working with Alli. The girl is gagged, hands tied behind her back. Her tits are turning purple from the ropes bound tightly around them. Her nipples are clamped, and the chain is run through her collar. Her large breasts pull against the short chain, causing the clamps to tighten down even more. Her pussy lips have been pumped, and are swollen and bruised looking. Her cunt is exposed with the pussy spreader. Her stripes from the day before have all but disappeared. There's a clear tube running from her ass to an enema bucket. Alli's stomach is slightly distended from the water. Candy turns and bows to me. "How's she doing, Candy?" My hand brushes over Amber's tits, tweaking her hard nipples. "She's on her third enema, Sir. She seems to really like them, too." The bucket empties, and Candy turns to the slave. "I'm going to pull this out, keep the water in, or I'll have to punish you again." Candy pulls the tube from her ass and presses a monster butt plug into her ass. The bound slave jerks in her bonds. Her hips gyrate as her pussy drips. I pick up the prod turning the wattage to a medium setting. I slap it across her ass, and she screams out, glaring at me. Good to see her spirit hasn't been broken so early. "Continue with her." Candy walks around the front of the slave, smacking her tits roughly. She picks a huge dildo off a silver tray. The slave thrashes around when she sees it. Candy bends down, slurping at the slaves exposed cunt. She rams the dildo roughly into her pussy. Alli throws her head up, her tits sway, causing the clamps to tighten on her nipples. She screams around the gag, throwing herself against her bonds in an attempt to break free. I take the prod, slapping her hard with it. "Don't fight my will whore. You will not win." The slave trembles, but stops fighting. Candy picks a bucket up, moving behind the slave. "Hold it in." Candy pulls the plug out of the girl's ass, and her buttocks clench so tightly her legs shake with the effort. Despite her efforts, a tiny tendril of water leaks down her legs. Candy holds the bucket up, and says, "Release." With a whoosh, the water empties out of her ass. Picking up a whip, Candy flicks it through the air. Alli jerks with the impact. "Let's go see Brooke, my pet." I grab Amber's pussy roughly, attacking her clit. She moans and whimpers leaning against me. I walk away from her, chuckling as she scrambles to keep up. Brooke has both the twins propped up on a gynecological table. Calisto and Crystal are getting their pussies shaved clean. Calisto squirms anytime Brooke gets close to her cunt. Finally, she ties her down, and her pussy is free from hair. Brooke then leans in and runs her tongue across her slit. Calisto thrashes around screaming about how she's not a lesbian. "For not being a lesbian, you're getting awfully wet from that." Her mouth closes quickly. Brooke indicates one of the twins; they're impossible to tell apart when their cunts are clean and their mouths are shut. "This one is just being stubborn. She has no problems with male or female attentions, and I bet she'll suck dick like a pro." It must be Crystal then. "This one, one the other hand, refuses anything girl on girl if she's not tied down. Master, can we get something to tell them apart?" Brooke looks a bit exasperated as she stares down at the twins. "I'm working on it, Brooke. Calisto will be in purple, and Crystal will be pink. They'll have matching collars, leashes, and chastity belts. They're going to be breeders, remember?" Brooke nods murmuring a quick, "Yes, Master," as we leave. I send Amber to the main house to enema herself, while I handle details for the new shipment of male breeders. "What do you mean 'they won't be here until next week'? They were supposed to arrive this week." I listen to the wheedling man making excuses on the other end of the phone. "Look, I use your company because it's supposed to be the best. If I don't get my slaves at the end of the week, I will no longer need your services." The man now switches to assuring me everything will be fine with the shipment. "We'll see. I want them by Friday. If they aren't here, don't bother sending any the next week." I hang up the phone and go in search of an ass to fuck. Amber's ass is waving in the air when I walk through the door. I drop my pants to the floor, stepping out of them, and shove my cock into her ass. She moans loudly, pressing back against me. I grab her tits, and pound away until I explode into her. I push her off me. Her hand twitches down to her cunt. "Remember what I said, Cunt."