1 comments/ 11730 views/ 1 favorites Gorgon Eyes Ch. 02 By: QuietgirlcuzU Thank you all, for reading my first entry. I was so excited I wrote this part 2 in a day. I get plenty of inspiration. Hope you enjoy this. This is a continuation to the first. Chapter 2: Another punishment It has been sometime since my encounter with Him. After that fateful day, he was transferred to a different shift. I felt alone and yet free. Such a strange feeling it was. I have missed those hands, exploring my imperfections as they traced around them. The ownership he had on me was strong and satisfying. Yet. Yet, part of me was too strong to accept this weakness I had. And with him gone, I was no longer weak. Working on my papers, a man caught my eye. He went by the name of Victor. Vic was older than Him by 7 yrs. So, he was right up my age range preference. He had a light brown goatee that I had the urge to tug a little, and a shaved head that I wanted to rub. In other words, I found him very attractive. He was new around, during my work place's sudden boom of employees. He also worked as a mechanic, but I didn't want to make the same mistake twice with Vic. I worked to become friendly to get comfortable enough to talk to him. Those blue eyes would pierce through me quite similar to my "master's". One day, Vic struck up a conversation as we sat outside in the cigarette area. His smoke mixed with his breath from the cool air, drew my eye away from him, as we sat distant from each other. "So now, you got a man back home?" he asked as his voiced spiked on the word man. "Uh," I stumbled at the sudden interest. Not quite sure what I should say. "Yeah, a boyfriend," I finished. "Oh, so it's not that serious," He commented as he scooted closer to me. "Um well, I do love him," I explained but in my opinion not well. He chuckled to himself and stood up to walk back inside. "I'll see you later," he said with a quick wave and an even quicker smile. I sat in the cold a little while, pondering the situation a little more, before I went back inside and back to work. I could feel the sensation coming back to me when I steal a peek at Vic. I shivered at the thought of his touch. I could imagine his fingers roughly grazing my trembling skin. Work was once again difficult to focus on. The next day as I work, a hand was softly placed on my shoulder. I looked up to see those blue gorgon eyes staring back at me. I twitched at the sudden shiver of fear erupted from my gut. "Let's talk outside at lunch again, I do enjoy your company," he said with a smirk. "Uh, sure. No problem," I agreed. He smiled again and ran his hand down my back, as his fingertips grazed my ass softly. "Maybe it was an accident," I thought and left it alone. Later at lunch, I met up with Victor outside like I promised and sat at a comfortable distance from him again. He slid closer to me and said, "You're an interesting girl. I'm not sure how I should feel about you." I sat there shocked, unwilling to believe what I heard. "Ooo I know how to figure it out...," he said placing his hand on my cheek and leaning over to kiss me. Under the cold weather, his lips were quite warm, as they filled my senses with excitement. I jerked away in shock. "I, I have to go," I said as I stood up and walked away. With haste, I walked to the cafeteria, eyes widen with surprise. "I thought I was done with this sort of torture," I puzzled to myself. I heard the door open and I see Vic storm in. Finding me, he walked in my direction. "I am so sorry," he claimed as he stood in front of me. "I don't know what came over me," he finished. He seemed sincere enough, so I just waved it off to him. "It's alright," I reassured. "It's not the first time," I mistakenly said. Which I notice that it tweaked his interested but he left it alone for now. The next morning, I began my day in the same manner as always. With my defenses down, I notice someone near me. They placed their hands on my waist and whispered in my ear. "You missed me." My eyes broaden by the familiar voice. "I've missed you," the voiced finished. Suddenly, the hands spun me around to face and pinned me to the table. "You know what I miss more?" he continued, as my panic grew and my confidence began to shrink at the sight of those eyes again. He leaned over to my ear again and whispered "Your fear." He pulled away pierced his eyes through me again turning me to stone. Not knowing what I should do or say, I stood there in awe. "My dear, such fun we will be having today, I won't be able to contain myself," he teased as he looked down at himself. I could see what he meant as it brought back memories. "And what have I told you about your clothes?" He asked making me look down at myself to see my comfortable baggy clothes. I looked up at him again, almost asking for forgiveness and mercy. "I see a punishment is under way," he threatened with a smile, like a contradiction. "But for now, I will leave you to your work," he finished and went about his business. My stomach sank with worry. "I thought I was rid of him and his games, yet I see fate had other plans," I thought to myself. Pacing the floor, I pondered a solution to my new plight, until I bumped into a hard body. I looked up to say my apologies, to see Victor in front of me. He seemed to notice my worry and wanted to comfort me. "Is everything alright?" he asked kindly. "Oh yeah, I'm fine. I'm just so busy right now," I lied. "Well don't over work. I don't want to see those pretty eyes with dark circles under them," he said with a smile as he walked away. "Great, now I have two problems," I said to myself. My day continued with me glancing at both men, almost ping ponging back and forth. The two of them seem to hit it off in a rather friendly manner, which made me fantasized about being in the middle of the two of them. I shook my head and it's thoughts from my focus on the two royalties of the factory. I looked back one more time to see Him whisper something in Victor's ear as he glanced at me. Trying to read the conversation from their beautiful lips, all I could pick up was Vic's response of "I'd like that." I then could see His wink from down the factory aim directly at me. My dread became a new emotion for me, as I could only imagine what was going on or what was said. Thank you all, for reading my first entry. I was so excited I wrote this part 2 in a day. I get plenty of inspiration. Hope you enjoy this. This is a continuation to the first. Later that day, I shuffled inside my locker to grab a spare pen and my paranoid eyes could see those jean-clad legs again. I looked up at Him in accidental obedience. "That's a good look for you," He teased. "Maybe I should continue this, since you're already down there," He finished grabbing the rim of his button. I gulped hard of the thought of what might happen. He pulled his zipper down and asked, "You're going to be a good girl for your master now, right?" I nodded in submission. "And why is that?" He asked. "B-because you own me?" I more asked than answered. He looked at me, unsatisfied with the comment and asked; "Now now my dear, do I need to punish you here?" I pondered for a second to figure out how he would and decided to test him. "I guess you will," I challenged. He lowered eye level to me, looked me dead in the eye and said, "You're really looking for trouble aren't you? I have no patience for your disobedience," He explained. I courageously smirked to him, which seem to have set him off. He grabbed me by the arms I slammed me to the lockers. Witnessing my fear, he stood back a little. I could seem the idea spark in his mind, as his demeanor changed. I walked closer to me and unbutton my pants. "What are you...," I began to ask, but he looked up at me and slapped my ass, rendering me speechless. He pulled on both ends of the zipper and opened them revealing my silk red panties I was hiding underneath. He groan at the sight and ran his hand down the front feel its texture, as it was turning me on. He than slid his hand inside making me whimper. "Hush," he demanded as he searched around for my clit. In slight delight, he swirled his finger around it. My head laid on the lockers as I unwillingly enjoyed the sensation. "My my, you are soaked," He said as he pinched my clit hard, making me cry out. "I said 'quiet'," He demanded. "You will obey me, correct?" He began to ask, starting his game. Deja'vu became apparent, as I remember the outcome of a wrong answer. However, it seemed I hesitated too long, as he pinched me again. " Y-yes, yes sir," I answered. "That's better. Now then sit still and be quiet,' He commanded and continued rubbing my swollen bud back to pleasure. He placed his lips on my neck and trailed kiss around it. Licking and biting all around. I could feel my hips swaying back and forth on his hand in excitement. He raised his head to my ear and whispered "I said 'sit still'," as he pinched me harder. I gave a soft cry and fought the urge to move again. I could feel his fingers, what seem to be three at a time, penetrating me. He stood up straight to watch me pant under his grasp. I sighed in pleasure, as he seemed to know my every delicate spot to touch. He thrust his fingers in harder and harder. The sensation to cum grew harder to contain. I could feel my walls squeeze him tightly and as the moment drew closer, before he released me from his grip. "Naughty girl, you were going to cum. I have a great punishment in store for you. But until then, you still have something to do," he said looking down at his now attentive member. Hesitant, I lowered myself to my knees as I watched him grab the button of his jeans. All of a sudden, we hear over the intercom "Dante, please come to the office. Dante, please come to the office." He sighed in disbelief and tugged his zipper back up. He lowered himself down to eye level again and said, "I suppose I can wait a little longer for those lips. You be a good girl now. I don't want to keep punishing you." He smiled and grabbed my hand to help me up and walked away. I closed my locker and went back to work. With an hour left to spare on the job, my mind could not settle on one thought. I avoided both parties the entire rest of the day. Up until the last half hour, as He came up behind me and once again whispered in my ear "Today you will do some more 'overtime', understand?" he then walked away without looking back. For the rest of the day I burned off the energy of my panic. As the time came, I walked outside to lie once again to my boyfriend who was picking me up again and walked back inside. There He was standing there, arms crossed; head tilted a bit and with a frightening grin caked on His face. I lowered my head in the obvious submission and sighed in dissatisfaction. "Good girl," He said and guided me to his car, bringing back old wounds again that I was not necessary proud of. However, deep inside me I was still excited. We made it to his apartment, with uncertainty growing inside me. He repeated his routine again: closing the door, throwing his keys on the near by table and checking his mail. He went to the kitchen and grabbed something for me to drink. Holding it out to me, it seemed I learned my lesson, as I grabbed the glass this time. "I know how much you like Pepsi," he said with a genuine smile. A weak smile grew across my face as I sipped the drink. "I hope you had a good day at work," he said as he was confusing me with this different side of him. "Uh, up until you showed up," I said in a snaky voice. I wasn't sure what he was up to but I didn't like the friendly attitude all of a sudden. He was using me now he wants to be friendly. He chuckled to himself and grabbed the glass from my hand. After he came back from the kitchen, he placed his hand on the small of my back and guided me again to his room. Still just as boring as it was before. "Sit," he commanded. My butt rested on the soft bed, as I grew restless. He smiled at me as he stood at a great distance. I fell empty seeing him that far away. He stood there as if waiting for something, continuously looking at his watch. "W-what are you waiting for?" I asked. He looked at me and tweaked his eyebrow. "A little casual aren't you. Is that how you should speak to your master?" He asked which rather excited me. "N-no sir,' I answered with my head held low. "How should you then?" he asked just to make sure I understood. "Um, what are you waiting for, master?" I corrected. He walked closer to me, rubbed his hand on my roused red cheek and said, "Good girl. You're a lot cuter when you obey. But that is none of your concern. So sit quietly.' he walked back to the doorway and checked his watch. "But first I want you to strip," he demanded not looking at me. I grew hesitant. "I suppose that is a little difficult for you, so I'll be nice just this once and warm you up," he said moving closer to me. He climbed on the bed forcing me to lie down and kissed me with his hand placed on my face to comfort me. His lips were soft and exciting causing me to moan in his mouth uncontrollably. My lips wrapped around his tongue as I sucked it back in forth in my mouth to tease him. He lifted his head up breaking the kiss and said "Don't toy with me, my dear, I won't be able to hold out much longer." It almost sounded like a threat. He grabbed my shirt and lifted up over my head. My small breast gave a small bounce of freedom. He undid the hook removed the bra. He paused to get a good look at me and gently pushed my shoulder to signal me to lie down. He caressed my chest softly with his cold hand, occasionally licking the little buds, to taunt me. He unbuttons and zips my pants, as he released his lips from my nipples, as he pulled my pants down. He nuzzles my panties before removing them as well. "I wonder," he began to say as he placed his finger back in side me. "Oh, so you are enjoying this," he said and started to rub my clit up and down. After a few strokes later, there was a buzz in the apartment, signaling someone want to come in. Before he walked out of the room, he gave me a quick sinister grin. He buzzed the person in and a minuet later, there was a knock at the door. I could hear Him and another person talking. "Thanks for coming... Yeah, she's in there," he said. I cringed and moved up higher on the bed and crossed my leg and my arms wrapped around them. I didn't want some stranger touching me for His enjoyment. I could see a shadow of the person walking closer to the door. The person peeked their head out reveling them self. Those familiar blue eyes left me puzzled. "Victor, why are you here?" I asked very confused. "He's here to see you," Master interrupted. "All of you," he finished. I could feel my panic intensify. "He told me how interested he was in you. So I bargained with him," master said sitting in a chair across from the bed and smiled. I looked up at Vic who seemed quite pleased. "Stand up and let him see you," master commanded. I slid to the edge of the bed and slowly stood on my feet. The air was cold on my bare skin as I could feel my nipples getting achingly harder. Victor finally spoke and said, "Come closer, you look cold." I walked to him shivering from the cold and fear of him, as he placed his warm hands on my arms, rubbing them up and down. Then he lifted my head up with his hand and kissed me. A lot more gentler than master's kiss. He broke the kiss and asked, "Feel warmer now?" I nodded in agreement and he signaled me to turn around. I turned my back to him and I could hear him groan in delight. "What a fantastic ass, but what's that on your left cheek?" he asked in a quizzed voice. "A birth mark, in a shape of a heart. I thought you would like to see it for yourself. It is one of my favorite things about my pet," master explained. I could feel Victor come close to me and swung his arms around my body. He grabbed my breasts as he pressed himself against me. He pinched my, still hard, nipples and began kissing my neck. I didn't know how to feel about this. "Slave, you need to relax, or it won't be very fun," I could hear my master say. I sighed and dropped all defenses to just deal with the situation. He nibbled on my ear as his hand trailed lower. His fingers showed no mercy, as he tested the limits of my body. I laid my head back on his shoulder pleased with the movement of his hand. I began to huff louder and my body was swaying on its own accord. My hand gripped his arm tight and I could feel my orgasm grow stronger. "You better not, my pet," master interrupted. I groaned in displeasure as he pulled his fingers out from under me, and licked them clean. He laid me on the bed and flipped his blue maintenance shirt of his arms, than his t-shirt. His chest was slightly harder than master's, with tree shaped hair pattern trailing down his pants. He saw my hand twitch in a sudden desire to touch him. He smirked and hovered over me to touch him. I ran my fingers down his chest as he kissed my neck. I turned my head to see master watching the whole thing with a smile. Victor grabbed my hands to signal for me to remove his pants. I fumbled with the button with such an awkward angle I was in. I pulled the zipper down and freed his member from his pants. He lifted his head, looked in my eyes and penetrated me slowly. My jaw dropped and I whimpered through his length until he was completely inside me. "Ahh, such a nice fit," Victor sighed to himself. "Oh by the way Victor," master starts to say, making us both look at him. "She likes it rough." My eyes widen in horror as I looked up at Vic's smiling face. He slammed in me with great force making me cry aloud as a response. He continued at a fast, yet satisfying rhythm. I turned my head to see my master sitting in the same spot, leg crossed over the other and his fist hold his head up. I waited for his approval to cum but just sat there smiling back at me. "This is a punishment," master began to say. "So, I will not allow you to cum." I looked back up to Victor who was smiling back at me. I guess this was their plan with me. Victor never slowed his rhythm, as it feeling grew stronger the more he pumped inside my tight hole. I decide to go against master's wishes and do as I pleased. I could feel my walls clench around him and my juices flow down on the bed sheet. The moment finally came to disobey from personal release, but I could feel Victor slow to a stop. I gave him a questionable look and he shook his head in disappointment. He pulled himself out, "I think we need a stronger punishment, don't you think," asking master. "I'd have to agree. She's a very stubborn girl, but quite worth the battle," said master as he stood up and next to him. I could see Vic. tuck himself back in but not zipping up, for later. The two Gods stood over this peasant with such strength, I grew weary of the state I was in. "I'm sorry," I sadly said with my best puppy dog eyes. "Oh no you don't. 'Sorry' don't cut it. You will be punished, not just by me but by him as well," master explained. He grabbed his belt and pulled it from the loops of his pants. Holding it out to Victor, "Here, give her a good one," he said as he signaled me to flip on my stomach. I slowly rolled over letting my legs draped down the bedside. Master lowered his head to me and said, "Make no sound," and he sat next to me to get a good view of the event. He gave Vic a quick nod and I could hear the whistle of the belt before a hard smack of the belt crash on to my ass. I grinded my teeth down as I buried my face in the bed. "Head up," master demanded, so I lifted my head. Another smack came tumbling down and part of a shriek escaped my clinched teeth. "What was that, you want it harder,' master teased as I shook my head vigorously. He signaled Vic again and the next smack was stronger. Tears seem to water fall down my eyes, as my jaw grew tired. "Hold on a second," master interrupted. He moved himself in front of me and grabbed my head to signal me to lower it. My lips tighten as they slid over his manhood with my tongue to follow behind. "No biting or you will be sorry,' he said in no where near a playful voice. The smacking continued as my lips began to please him. With every smack I could feel my jaw clench close around him making it a difficult punishment. I see his hand rise for him to stop and I could hear the belt drop. Victor began rubbing fiercely on my ass occasionally nibbling on it. Masters hand was playing in my hair as he watched my lips' magic around him. I lifted my head to lick around the head and shaft, kissing around the sides. I could feel Victor grow impatient as He spread my legs and ran his tongue up and down me. I gave a soft cry and continue attacking master's member in pure excitement. Victor seemed to know his way around me, as he gave a faint suck and nibble on my clit. I insert master in my mouth completely as the excitement grew inside me. I bobbed my head fast the more Victor moved fast. I could feel my hip grinding on his lips to the point I could feel his beard rub against me. Gorgon Eyes Ch. 02 I could barely control myself as I moan louder the closer I got, but before I could, master pulled me of him and told Vic "No more, she got too close again." I was shocked. "Weren't you my pet?" He asked but I was unable to speak. My breath became rapid and all I could think about was one of them inside me. The lack of release had changed me into some kind of beast. "You want it don't you?" master asked looking in my eyes. The mere sight of his almond shape beauties made the desire to ravish him became more apparent. I nodded in agreement as I breathed through my mouth. He nodded to Victor and I felt him impale me deep as I cried out again. He began pumping me hard and harder. Master climbed to his knees and moved my lips around him again. The force of Victor's hip made my lips surround master deeply. I moaned around him as it sounded like a muffle to him. The vibrations of my lips made his member clench harder. I began to squeeze Vic harder as an indication that I was ready, but he slapped my ass hard. I whimpered around master, as I had no idea when I was to receive my release. Master pulled my head up again, then got off the bed and sat back in his chair. Victor had a tight grasp on my waist pulling me deeper to him. He pushed the front of my body down so my ass was higher for his better angling. I spread my legs for better access for him as I could feel him in a more pleasurable way. Then I felt him swell inside me and I knew he was ready. He pulled out, flipped me back over and rested my legs over his shoulders. He slammed much harder inside me and all control was slowly decreasing. I looked at master who was now rubbing himself and he just shook his head. I groaned loudly as I could see Victors face enjoying himself. He has never looked so good; those blue eyes clouded in lust, sweat dripping from his face, jaw dropped from shear tightness that squeezed him. And with a powerful moan from the depths of his throat, he melted hard inside me. He hovered over me to catch his breath and kissed me in delightment. "You are a lucky man. Such a wonderful girl to play with," He sighed as he got up, looking for his shirt after he tucked himself back in his pants. "Let me know when you'd like another go," master told him that made me a little uneasy. I saw them shake hands and Vic gave me a quick wink as he said, "See you guys at work." I was slightly offended by that comment and I knew work would not be the same. I was more upset with master for using me as sex for his friends. The pent up tension mixed with the anger I felt towards him made me speak out of turn, "How could you!" he turned his head in my direction with his eyebrows up. "I am not some sex object to service your buddies,' I continued. He lowered his eyebrows to a frown and crossed his arms to intimate me. "No, I will not be used by you anymore," I finished getting my point across. "Oh really," he question. "So how will your boyfriend feel about you taking it at both ends my two other men?" I hesitated. "Its something we would have to work out," I explained, but not sure myself. "How is he going to feel when I tell him you liked it and wanted it," he continued. I felt like the lowest of the low. "I love my boyfriend so why was I in this mess," I asked myself. I could see him get closer to me and push me back on the bed, His hands still on my shoulders. "I know you were interested in Vic. That was your punishment for it. I am the only one to give you pleasure, Understand?" He asked looking very upset with me. So, I nod to keep away from anymore trouble. He lifted my chin up with the side of his fist and lowered his ear to my lips. "I'm sorry my dear, I didn't quite hear you,' he taunted. "Y-yes,' I answered. "Good that's what I thought. Now go clean up, I'm not done with you," he finished and shooed me away. I walked in the shower down the hall and got a sudden jolt of excitement when I realized I was naked in his shower. I giggled to myself, for a reason I'm not sure why. I grabbed his soap and rubbed it on me. The thought of smelling like him seem to coat a slick layer of excitement between my legs. I could hear the door open and I instinctively covered up my body. "I have a towel for you," He said but I didn't hear him leave. A few seconds of silence, then he drew the curtain away to see me slightly shiver from the sudden temperature change. He stared for a little bit longer and sighed to himself. I stood frozen as I covered myself. "Continue, my dear," he told me, making me slowly disarmed my defenses. I grabbed his shampoo and washed my hair as the soap ran down my body. The water keeping me slightly distracted by is glaring eyes. As I finished up, I climbed out of the shower to see him still there, holding the towel out to me. He wrapped it around me and walked me to the bedroom. He sat on the bed and started to dry me off. I watched his eye draw lower following the towel. They were beautiful, as I knew looking in to them would render me stiff as stone. My eyes trailed down to his lips, full yet strong. I licked my own at the sight of his. His lips had a thin trail of his beard, which caught my eye the first day I saw him, reminding me of my slight fetish for facial hair. I could feel my head lower closer to him as I licked my lips. Sensing my movement, he looked up at me with those eyes and with a mixer of tension from the 'punishment' and those eyes caused me to lunge for his lips. A little shocked at first but he accepted my kiss and laid in the bed behind him. His arms crossed around my body holding me tight, made my kiss deeper. He flipped me on my back and looked at me "I don't remember giving you permission to touch me." My quivering lips felt unsatisfied the only idea I had at the time was to beg. "Please master," I was not in the right state of mind. I felt intoxicated by his presence. The lack of release from teasing tends to change me. Something he did not know about me. However, if I were to get what I wanted, I knew I had to play his game by my rules. "Don't you want me? You didn't get to cum either," I tease as my legs opened slightly. He raised his head, with his eyes not leaving my core. His eyebrow twitched in the sudden interest of my actions. "Now now, my dear. Tread carefully," he warned. "Why?" I said sitting up to shake my ass at him. I could hear him groan and he grabbed my waist to slam me on him, penetrating me. I gave a surprised cry aloud. "Because, you have no idea what I want to do to you," He explained in my ear as he stared to thrust hard inside me. I could hear his sexy groans, making me crave more. I lowered my self to raise my ass again as my walls slowly tighten around him. He pulled out and flipped me over. He hovered over me as he made the tip of his member rub against my wetness. I gripped the bed sheet hoping he'd eventually slid in again. "My dear, as much as I enjoy your sudden desire for me, I have to say I'm not pleased right now. I decide when we do anything," he said still rubbing himself all round my clit. "You know why," he asked, not sure if I should answer but I'll try anyway. "Because, you are my master?" I shyly respond. "I'm sorry, what am I again," he said turning his ear. "M-my master," still being a question. "One more time, who am I," And with that, he swiftly inserted himself hard into me again. "Master!" I cried out "Good answer," he teased and continued trusting inside me. Harder than softer, deeper than shallow. I groaned at the changes of his pattern. "Oh, what's wrong my dear? Why don't you tell me what you really want," He continued to tease. "Harder,' I moaned. "I don't go by that. Say it right," he demanded "Please master harder," "Hmmm," he questioned. "I don't know," He taunted "Please master, may I cum? I'll be good," which see to spark his curiosity. "We'll see about that but until than, you cum when I say so," he commanded and continued shoving his thick length through my tight entrance. I gripped his firm arms and looked up to his strong chest. My eye followed up higher to see those eyes again. He smiled down at me and lowered to kiss me. Our tongues danced together as his hip bucked inside me. My moans tried to escape his luscious lips but with no use. I latched on his tongue as suck it in and out my mouth in time to his thrusts. He groaned at the idea of me 'blowing' his tongue. He plunged harder and as deep as ever. I broke the kiss to scream aloud, encouraging him on. Suddenly my excitement grew stronger and so did my grip. He grabbed my ass, lifted me high off the bed and drove faster. He groaned with each thrust. "Oh please master, more." I cried out to him as I saw a smile across his face. I could feel his pulses from him member, echoing against my walls, as he grew closer to his release. He swelled inside me and with his last hard, deep thrust, he ordered me to cum. My entire's day of pent up tension, excitement and frustration flowed hard outside my body as his flow within me. I gave a semi-scream that two floors above us must have heard. His growl shook the floor below us. He let the grasp of my body go, to fall on the bed as I try to recover from the storms that brewed inside me. He laid beside me, pulling me closer to him and turned his head to me "Your learning slowly, don't make me find other methods of teachings for you. You will be perfect. One way or another." Gorgon Eyes Ch. 03 This story is based on a couple of guys I work with, so I changed the the POV from "her" to "I" because I was getting into it and kept writing "I". so I changed it. The first thing I look for in a man: facial hair and beautifull eyes that make me blush. Thanx again for reading. 3: New Changes I stood at my table, contemplating my situation between these two men as I pretend to do my paper work. I turn my head to the left to see "master" working on one of my machines. Every time I put that light on to signal my need for assistance, He is the first one to arrive in seconds. "I assume he is being overprotective of his 'property' from another man," I thought to myself. I stared at him for a moment. With all the blackmail and guilt that encircled my mind, it seemed I had forgotten for sometime, about those eyes. I rested my head on my upright fist and looked at him longer. I could feel warmth surround my cheeks as I gaze longer at him. He turned his head towards me and gave me a menacing smile. I gulped hard and rejected my look away. A few moments later, I turn my head to the right. In another area, was Vic. His thick arms were carrying a large part I did not recognize. His blue eyes shined under the lights above. He turned his head to me and smiled as well, a much softer smile than master's. I blushed and looked away. I sighed and thought, "I'm still not quite sure why I'm in this mess." A minuet or two later, master walked up to my table and said, "That machine is going to take a little more time than I thought." It almost sounded like he was having a real work-related conversation with me. I couldn't look in his eyes without blushing. He slid closer to me. "I need to talk to you later," he said and walked away. "That's the first time he spoke to me like that," I said out loud. An hour later, master comes back and tells me he wants to see me outside to talk. I walk with him to the back of the factory and as we make it outside, he pins me to the wall of the building. "Stay and don't speak," he commanded which I took offence to it but I let it alone to find out what was so important. "I have to go back to my own shift tomorrow," he began. I felt a heavy weight lifted from my shoulders as I sighed in relief. "Oh, you're not off the hook," he began to say as he strides closer to me. My back was up against the wall as I hung my head low. "You still belong to me and only me," he said grabbing my chin as he cupped my face in his large hand. "You will be a good girl while I'm gone. I will be back and I will give you a hell of a punishment," he threatened as he tightened his grasp on my cheeks. "Do not disappoint me." Forced to look up at him, I trembled at his words. "Now than, how about a kiss good bye,' He asked rhetorically. He leaned into my lips and kissed me. First a gentle start, than he grew more intense. He slid his hand down the front of my pants and grasped my clit with his fingers. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, "I don't want to keep punishing you, my dear," he began as he pinched my clit hard. "But if I have to, I will," he finished and rubbed my sore bud softly. He continues kissing my neck and rubbed my clit harder, turning me on. "But before I go..," he starts to say. "I want you to cum for me one more time." He continued his favorite routine, which he knew always worked on me. He flicked my clit and began teasing it softy. I could feel his lips on my collarbone and back up to my neck. I grabbed his arm for balance as I tried to fight my urges. My hips rocked against his fingers, enjoying his lips. "C'mon my slave, I'm giving you this chance," he whispered. He slid his fingers inside me making me groan. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction but my body had other plans. He felt so good, but my stubbornness was keeping me from going over the edge. He lifted his head from my neck and looked in my eyes. When I saw his handsome face, I lost all control. I tilted my head back and came on his fingers and a high growl. "That-a girl," he praised. After buttoning and zipping up my pants again, he pat my head and placed his hand on the small of my back again, as if was a personal way a signaling me to go wherever he pushed. We walked back in side and walked passed Victor. He gave master a greeting with his head movement and a smile to me. I lowered my head and walked away while master stayed behind to talk with him. After work, I rushed out the door to see the sun has already set and my eyes could only relied on the poor lights of the building in the parking lot. I heard the annoying wailing sound of my phone and jumped a little. As I walked to my car, I shuffled through my mess of a purse, looking for the wretched device. All of a sudden, I could see two spotlights racing towards me. It seemed that the driver did not notice me in their way. I froze in panic as I dropped my purse and was about to scream, but felt two large arms grab me and pull me away from the speeding car's path. I fell to the ground as I landed on top of the person. Shocked, I stood up and grabbed their hand to help them up. The lights of the building finally reveled my savior to be Victor. He stood and brushed the gravel from his clothing. "Thank you very much, you saved me. I owe you one," I said as I picked up my purse and started to walk away. Hoping I could leave this awkward situation as quick as possible. "My thoughts exactly," he responded and walked to his car to go home. The next morning, I shuffled my feet on the ground as I walked through the door. Work was the last place I wanted to be right now, with the lack of sleep I had the night before. I gave a dirty, warning look to all that approached me as I walked to my locker. I threw my hoodie inside and grabbed my tools, then slammed the door. I jumped at the sight of Victor standing next to me. "Damn dude, you fucking scared me," I yelled at him. He smiled and asked, "Can we talk?" I waved my hand away and said; "Not now I had a rough night. Talk to me when I'm awake," then I walked away. I walked to my table, rubbed my sore shoulders and began to work. As the day drew on, I became aware of how rude I was with Victor. "I mean the guy did save my life. I do kinda owe him at least a talk," I told myself. I saw Victor working on a machine in anther area and decide to walk up to him. He turned his head towards me, noticing my presence, smirked and asked, "You awake yet," I blushed at the thought of my rudeness and nodded. "Um, I'm sorry. I could be a real bitch in the mornings." He snickered in response as I continued, "Uh, about that talk...How 'bout at lunch?" I asked as I watched his head bob in agreement. I gave a weak smile and walked away. Lunch came around unexpectedly, as I could feel the knots tighten in my stomach. I opened the door to the outside break area to meet up with Victor, at our usual spot at a bench. He had already lit a cigarette and was staring off at the sky, pondering something. I gulped hard knowing this was a mistake, but one I could not afford to shoo away. He had a slight power over me that I could not shake. I took a deep breath and walked to the bench and sat across from him, but off to the side. "So, what is it that you wanted to talk about," I asked. He took a deep inhale of the cigarette and held it for a second. He just looked at me, probably trying to find the right words so I wouldn't freak out about something. I watched as the white smoke spew out his nose like a stereotypical angry bull. "I want you to be my slave," he said before taking another puff. I was slightly flabbergasted. How was I supposed to response to that? He held his cigarette by the side of his lips and placed his hand on my cheek. Those blue eyes never shined so bright. He almost looked caring and compassionate, but I knew better than to fall for his games. I shook my head to the side and said, "You know my situation with Dante. It's bad enough with him; I don't need two of you." My eyes could not reconnect to his, because of the shame I felt inside. He smashed the butt of the cigarette and entangled his fingers together. "I know the situation with him, but now he's gone. He tried to keep me away from you the other day with that 'barging'. He said, if I had one night with you, I would never pursue you again. But he's not here to lock you away anymore and remember; you owe me," he explained. "He's definitely not training you well. I have years over him, so I have the experience and discipline that your, how should I put this, 'animal' craves. You have the potential but don't have the discipline. Until now. I am your master now," he said burning his stare in my soul. "Don't I have a say in this! I mean I do still have a boyfriend," I questioned in anger. "Not anymore. I want you to break up with him," he demanded. "And if I refuse," I questioned, testing his, so-called power. He grinned and crossed his arms as he sat back, with his head held high. He took a deep breath again and looked me in the eye, "Is that a challenge, my pet. I have no problem telling this boyfriend of yours how good you felt inside. I'm sure he might find it quite interesting when I tell him how naughty you've been," he threatened. His words froze me to the bone with fear. "I'm giving you this chance to break it off with him your way. So take it before I change my mind. And I want it done today, understand?" he asked. I didn't want to break up with him, especially so soon. However, I suppose I had no choice in the matter. "Alright," I agreed with my head hung low. I don't know what has come over him, but he wasn't the same person as the man I yelled at in the building. He leaned forward again and crossed his fingers with a devious smile "Good. Now, you will live with your master and obey him everywhere; at work, at home, in the car or in public, understand?" he continued. "Yes," I agreed in a low, defeated voice. "Yes, what?" he asked taking his two fingers and lifting my head up by my chin. "Yes...master," I corrected. He smiled and rubbed his fingers on my face, praising about how I'm such a good girl. "Now come sit next to your master," he says patting the bench beside him. I stood up with my face towards the ground as I walked around the long picnic bench and sat beside him. I could see my fingers picking at each other in a nervous habit. He watched me for a moment and smiled. I shivered in anticipation of his next move, hoping he wouldn't torture me with his 'silent treatment' any longer. He grabbed my chin again and pulled me closer to him. I swallowed hard and squeezed my eyes closed. "I see why he wanted to keep you all to himself," he snickered. "You're cute when you're scared," he continued. "But that won't save you from me," he threatened with his eyes narrowed. He pulled me close again and kissed me hard. Much different from the other times he has. His hand maneuvered on my neck to hold me in place as I tried to break free. Unfortunately, his one hand was enough to keep me still. I could feel his tongue slither past my lips as his teeth grabbed hold of my bottom lip, biting it hard. I cried out, but was only muffled by his lips. I could taste my blood as I continued to try to break free, which only made him bit me again. I whimpered as I tried to relax and let him finish. His kiss became more gentler, the more I accepted his control. I noticed his other hand caressing my thigh, slightly exciting me. But then he gripped it hard and I whimpered to him again. He broke the kiss and looked up at me, still whimpering from his tight grasp. I lowered my head in submission, hoping it would please him. I could see his grin as I looked up at him from my lowered head. "You're a fast learner. I wonder what else I could teach you," he said as he slowly pushed me down on the bench to lay back. "M-maybe we shouldn't do this here, at work. Someone...," I started to say but was quieted by his grip on my thigh again. It was painful and strong. "You don't get to speak," he demanded as he pushed me on the thin bench. I grew nervous, not just by him, but by the thought of someone walking outside to see us. He grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it past my chest, exposing my bra. He then unbuttoned my pants and pulled the zipper down. He could see my ruby red panties stand out past my blue jeans. He traced my belly button as he reached in his pocket for something. He then pulled out his phone and held it up to take a picture of me. I could hear the generic sound effect of the camera, which made me flinch a little. He looked at it and smiled as he pulled my shirt back down. "This can get me through the rest of the day," he said as he lifted me up by my arm. He pocketed his phone and stood up off the bench. "You better do what I told you to do today. If not, I will not show you mercy," He threatened as he kissed my forehead and walked back inside the building. All I could do was sighing in relief. For the entire rest of the day, I dreaded my final encounter of my boyfriend. I loved him but I didn't want to hurt him any more than he knew. The less he knew about me the better. At the end of the day, I sat in his car and in the parking lot with my head low so I wouldn't look at his face. "We need to talk. I'm going through something hard right now and I don't want to drag you down with me. I love you very much but I am not a good enough person for you. Maybe when I better myself, I could ask you for forgiveness and beg for you back but as of right now. I can't juggle this problem and my love for you at the same time," I explained to him, trying to be strong. I looked up at my boyfriend in tears and kissed his cheek as I as opened the door to leave the car. "Wait, why? What's going on," He questioned with a choke in his voice. "It's better if you didn't know," I explained with one foot out the door. He grabbed me and embraced me "Please don't go," He begged and I pushed him away. "Your not making this easy for me," I cried and stormed out the door and back inside. I wiped my eyes dry and looked for Vic. He stood near the door, leaning on the wall. "Let's get this over with," I complained and we walked outside and in his truck. I stared out the window the whole ride there until we came to a stop. He also lived in an apartment. His was nice and more roomier. He opened the door and allowed me in first. He stuffed his keys in his jacket before removing it. I sat in the nearest chair I could find. "No," he said pointing to the floor. I walked up to him, with a lowered head He walked closer to me and lifted my head with his two fingers. "Master will teach you how he wants to see you everyday," He said, lifting my arms up, he pulled my t-shirt over my head and threw it to the side. My arms instinctively covered myself. He raised his head in disappointment. I lowered my arms slowly and rested them to my sides. He circled around me twice then reached to my back and quickly unhooked my bra and continued walking around me. My bra popped out and fell to the floor. My face grew warm around my cheeks. He lightly flicked my slightly hard nipple with his finger. He walked up closed to me. I could feel his breath and his shirt grazing my bare chest. His hands slid down on the button of my jeans as his eyes were glued on mine. That smirk made me shiver. I looked down at his hands to see what he was doing. "Head up!" He commanded. My head shot up fast and stopped at his eyes again. He grips hard on my zipper and yanks my jeans down. He looks down at me but I kept my head up in obedience. He seemed to notice my black silk panties giving off a slight shine in the light. He looked back up and smiled "I like these, keep them on," he commanded. "Now, kneel," he demanded. I sighed and lowered to my knees to sit on my legs. I watched his movement as he circled around me again like a shark. "Hands crossed behind you," He commanded as I did as I was told. "You will always look at me, unless Master tell you otherwise, understand?" He asked. "Yes Master." I agreed. "Good. Now then..," he began to say as he pulled his shirt off over his head and sat in a chair near him. He raised his hand and signaled me to come over to him with his finger. I crawled to him and through his open legs. "Master wants to know how 'skilled' you are," his eyes narrowed in excitement. I felt very nervous but I already felt like crap from the earlier situation. He looked like he was growing impatient, making me panic. "What are you waiting for?" he asked in an irritated voice. He unzipped his pants and crossed his arms. I crawled in his lap trying not to piss him off too much. My hand trembled before I reached in his pants. He tensed in my hand as I gripped him to pull him free from his jeans. He grabbed my chin and pulled me hard towards his member. My lips touched his tip, making me lick him. He smiled and said "Continue." I licked him down the base back up the tip and engulfed him. I rested my tongue on him and lifted my head up and down him. I tighten my lips around him as I moved up and down him in a fast motion. As I tried to end his 'fun' as quick as possible. "I know what your doing, so slow down. This isn't a race. I want to know how good you are and what needs to be improved," he explained. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed me down his member. I began sucking hard and stroked him with my tongue. I licked around the sides of his shaft as I began to get more and more excited. I started worshipping his member with my lips as I kissed around him all the way to his tip. My hands gripped him tight as I held it steady to lick all around his cock, licking him like a kitten, looking up at him. I could see him enjoing me. He groaned and gripped my hair and pushed me down on him hard and groaned again. I looked up at him again and gave a long lick back up his tip and grazed my tongue across it and teased the base of his head. I could see him grip the chair's arm. He grabbed my head again and pushed me down and up harder I could hear his groan as bucked his hips in me. I was no longer moving, he was using me for his enjoyment. He sighed and slowed to a stop to catch his breath. "You lick like a good little kitten. Your master is very proud of you..," he started catching his breath. He paused and stared at me. The look in his eyes was intense. "But now I want to know all your talents," he said and unbutton his pants. He pushed me to the floor and pinned me to the floor. His legs on each side of me, gazed at my body. He pulled my panties off. He smiled and said "Master wants you across that table." I crawled to the table and climbed on it. My ass propped up for his own pleasure. He moaned and started to rub me. He walked in front of me and said "Arms across the table." He pulled his belt from the loops of his pants and tied my arms to the table leg. I grew worried as watched him walk behind me. "Please be gentle with me," I begged. He just laughed and slapped my ass hard. "I don't think so," he said and penetrated me hard. I gripped the belt and cried out. He gripped my waist and pulled the table and me to him. The table screech with each thrust inside me. Harder and deeper inside me as he reached down to my clit and massaged it lightly. "Oh master please let me cum," I begged. He paused and pushed me to my knees high on the table as he climbed on the table behind me and slammed inside me again, much deeper than before. "Oh my kitten, you feel so good. I might let you cum twice," He praised. He clutched me tighter and said "But not tonight, my kitten." I looked back at him and his smile. "Your still training," he finished. I was shocked but was interrupted by hard thrusted harder. Gorgon Eyes Ch. 03 "Oh master please," I begged again. "No, you are here for my pleasure, tonight." He said and flipped me over on my back. His arms on both sides of my head. He hiked my ass up with one arm and started to take me again. Master's face was turning me on more and his groans made me more wet. He lowered his head to my chest biting my nipple and flicking it with his tongue. "No..no not that," I begged. What he didn't know was, I get very excited when my nipples are manipulated. My desire grew and my hips moved in to him at a faster pace than his did. I needed to cum and I was going to take it. Not noticing my actions, he continued to rub his tongue all around d my tiny hard buds. He gripped them with his teeth and pulled on them, as his hips rammed in to me. I had no control left as I dripped on the table under me and tightened my walls around him. I pushed my chest up against his lips and moaned loud, "Oh master!" as I came around his beautiful cock and fell limp on the table. His head lifted up and he looked disappointed and angry that I disobeyed him. He pulled himself out; I could see the glistening from my wetness surrounding him. Without a word, he walked behind the table and undid the knot of the belt on the table leg. Holding the belt, he walked back to the front and yanked me off the table. I fell to the floor on my knees. He glared hard at me. I tried to beg for forgiveness. "I'm sorry Master! You felt so good, I couldn't help it," I said hoping it would work. "Oh you will be sorry," He asked as a snide remark. He pulled on the belt making me loss balance and pulled it up against the wall, where a nail was stuck in the in it. He hooked the buckle on the nail and said "Stay," and walked away. I stood up alongside the wall as my breathing made my nipples graze the cold wall. My arms began to get tried. All of a sudden, a sharp pain slapped against my ass. I screamed and looked behind me. Master had a thick belt in his hand and swung it again. "Turn your head forward and quiet," He commanded with another swing. "I'm sorry master please," I begged but was only hit harder. He gave me hit after hit with out as much as a grunt. When he was finished, he placed his hand on the wall beside my head and moved his head to my other ear. His body pressed against my own as I could fell his manhood as hard as a rock. My ass was inflamed and sore and my tears burned my face. "You have been a bad girl. Now back on your knees," he commanded in my ear. I lowered to my knees and faced him. He rammed his cock down my throat, making me gag and said "You will finish your master off now." He plunged his member in and out of my mouth, directing me with his hand. He moaned so beautifully I was growing more excited. "You will worship it, beg for it and please it, when I'm through with you," he promised. "You are all mine now," he said and gripped my hair tight and came in my mouth. I swallowed as fast as possible but some dripped down the corners of my mouth. He pulled out and looked down at me. "You will treat it as a gift, so lick it up and don't waste it," he instructed. I lick the corners on my mouth and the tip of him clean. He walked away leaving me on the floor with my hands still bonded. He came back with a pillow and threw it to the ground. "You sleep here tonight, I'm very disappointed in you," he said and walked away again. The rest of the night, I laid my head on the pillow trying to sleep but could only think about how terrible my current situation is. The hard wood floor was cold and the belt was still wrapped around my wrists. I laid naked in a fetal position with my jaw tired and my ass still on fire, but all I could think about was my master's cock and his gorgeous eyes. Gorgon Eyes Ch. 04 )4: Discipline I woke up to see Master standing over me, a lit cigarette between his smiling lips and a coffee in his hand. The sun blared in my eyes as I tried to focus them. I pushed myself with my still bound hands, to sit the way he expects of me. I sat on my knees but noticed a dilemma. I tried to figure out a way to cross my arms behind me. "That's alright, place them on your lap," he said almost like he read my mind. He walked to the couch and asked "Sleep well, my pet," "Yes master," I lied. "Well, would you like that to be your permanent spot?" he asked as he sat down on the couch. I was reluctant to answer. He chuckled to himself and signaled to me with his finger to come to him. I crawled to his feet and resume my position. He reached down and grabbed my hands to remove the belt from my wrists. He rubbed them and placed them on my lap. I immediately crossed them behind me. He patted my head and said "Good Girl," as a weak smile grew across my face. "Master needs you to go get his paper from the front lawn," He told me. His apartment was the first from the front door. He pointed to the newspaper from his window with the view of the lawn. "Alright, I'll go get my clothes," I said standing up. He laughed and said, "I don't recall telling you to get dressed." I hesitated, not sure what I should do as his impatience stared to show. I was reluctant to go. "I would like to read my paper before my coffee gets cold," He complained. I slowly walked to the door and placed my hand on the knob, looking back at him to make sure he was serious. He took a sip of his coffee, just looking at me. I took a deep breath and ran out the door. I figured the faster I grab the paper, the faster I could get back inside. I ran to the lawn and saw the bag that keeps the newspaper dry from the rain and picked it up. "It's empty?" I was confused. I turned my head to his window and I saw Master sitting on the couch with his cigarette, reading a newspaper. Realizing I didn't have a key to get back inside, I knocked on the window. Master pretended not to hear me, but I could see him smile. I knocked louder and he turned to look at me and smiled again, then kept reading. A cool gust of wind, made me realize that, it was freezing outside and I stood naked in front of a man's window. This could look bad. I noticed a bush beside me and hid in between it and the building as I tired to cover myself to keep warm. A few moments have gone by and I was at the point of shivering, when the door opened. I hesitated, not sure it was him or someone else. "Here, kitty kitty," Master called out. I poked my head out the bushes, to see his smiling face. I ran under his arm that was holding the door open and into the apartment. I bounced around, rubbing my arms as I tried to get warm. Master walks through the door way and slams the door behind him. I jumped and turned around to face him. His game had long past at this point, according to his expression. "Have you not learned anything, yet?" he asked with his thick arms crossed his firm chest. "You left me out there in the cold!" I defended. "As a punishment," he said in a calm voice as if correcting my statement. He released his arms and walked towards me and continued to say, "You have no choices, no opinions, no voice. If I want you to go outside bare ass, you will. No questions asked. That was a test and you failed miserably. So, you had to be punished." My back hit the wall behind me as he took his final steps in front of me. My head lowered as I still looked up at him. He placed his hand on the wall beside my head and continued. "You are mine now and what I say goes. Do you understand me," I swallowed hard and looked away frightened. He grabbed my head and forced it up hard. "That was a question and I'd advise you to answer it," He threatened. "Yes..Master," I sulked. He let go of my face and accepted his victory with a "That's better." He stood back a little and crossed his arms again. "Well?" he questioned as he waited for my next move. I slumped to the floor and crossed my arms still looking down. "You missed a step," he corrected as he bent down and forced my head up to look at him. He walked away and sat back in his couch. He sipped his coffee and looked at me again. "It's cold. Go pour me some more," he said holding the cup out to me. I got up, grabbed the cup and walked to the kitchen to pour him a fresh cup. I walked back and sat to my knees and handed it to him. He patted my head again and went back to his paper. I sat there waiting for any requests or demands when I notice I was still cold and I shivered again. "On my bed is a spare blanket, go grab it." he said not moving the newspaper. "Yes, Master," I said and ran to his room. I looked around a little, an ash tray beside his bed, which was not made. I saw a damp towel draped over his bed next to the blanket, implying he just took a shower. I could see his clothes and boxers on the floor, also the jeans he was wearing. A slight damp area around the zipper made me remember last night. "Slave!?" he called out to me. I jumped and grabbed the blanket and ran back to the living room I dropped to my knees and held the blanket up to him. He moved the paper from his vision and folded it and placed it on the arm of the couch. He patted the couch and said, "Wanna lay on Master's lap." I was slightly over-joyed. I nodded happily and he jerked his head to signal me on the couch. I sat beside him and laid my head on his lap. He threw the blanket over my body and smiled down at me. He reopened his newspaper again and continued reading. "Now stay quiet for Master, so he can read this." he said and I nodded in his lap. I looked at the paper to see him reading the sports section. I've know from our previous conversations that he liked football a lot. I'm not too in to it but it wasn't a big deal to me. I looked up at him and realized how handsome he was. His sexy beard on his definite chin, making a trail around his lips with a little stubble around his cheeks. I looked up to his eyes as they scanned through the words, remembering their beauty. During this whole ordeal, I had forgotten how attractive he was. He smelled good too as I nuzzled near him. He folded the paper and held it with one hand, still reading it as he moved his hand under the blanket. He placed his hand between my legs and started to rub my clit. Shocked, I looked up at him, even though he was still reading the paper. I looked back down and can see his hand move under the blanket. My breath became rapid as his fingers began exploring my sensitive area. He swirled his fingers around my clit slowly and walked his fingers to my tight entrance, penetrating me. I grabbed his arm and moaned uncontrollably. Master looked down displeased by my sounds as he was 'trying' to read. He continued to slide his fingers in and out, also going back to my clit. I looked up at him to see his eyes on me then going back to his paper. I grew closer to my limit, when he moved his fingers to turn the page, lowering my urge then placing his finger on me again. My legs were opened wider for better access as he was exploring my clit with his fingers. My body began to move with him while I grew closer again. He moved his hand again and changed the page. I could feel his member hardening behind my neck as he continued teasing me. "I'm hungry slave," he said looking down at me. I smiled at the thought of what he meant. He moved his hand and removed the blanket. "Go make me something," he said killing my hopes of release again. He smiled knowing what I was thinking and shooed me away. I walked to the kitchen and decided to make him French toast. After cooking a few slices for him he walks in the kitchen and then behind me. He looks over my shoulder and says, "That looks good, my dear." I smiled as I blushed by his statement. He pulled a chair out from the table behind me and sat down with his paper and coffee. I plated his food and grabbed the syrup for him, poured him a fresh cup and kneeled beside him. I watch his first bite that he seemed to enjoy and he petted my head. When Master was finished he gave me the plates to put in the sink. I turned the water on to start to wash them, when he interrupted me and said, "Not now. Master wants you to come here." I walked to him and patted the table in front of him. Reluctantly, I climbed on the table and draped my legs on either sides of his body. He leaned back and examined my body, making me feel self-conscious. "Relax, my pet. Master is enjoying the view," he reassured but I didn't feel better. He leaned forward, grabbed the syrup and stood up. He pushed my shoulder back so that I leaned on my hands. "Sit still," he demanded and squeezed the syrup over my neck and trailed to my chest. It was cold but I tried to stay still. I could feel the syrup drip of my now hard nipples. He stopped and watched the sticky stream flow down my navel and down the slit of my wetness. I could feel the cold syrup coat my little clit as I whimpered. Master placed the bottle on the table and scanned me again. I could see the desire in his eyes as he licked his lips. He clutched the back of my neck and buried his lips into it, licking my neck of its stick mess. He gave my neck a long lick up to my ear and nibbled on my lobe. I sighed, trying to reframe from gripping his head tight in excitement. He licked back down my neck and followed the trail to my nipple. He circled his tongue around the excited bud and pulled it to his lips sucking them while still circling them. My nails scratched at the table as I tried to contain myself. He continued his trail down my navel and dipped his tongue in, circling inside, then ran his tongue down much lower. He sat back down and pushed me back more and licked my clit softly. "But M-master maybe we should...," I tried say but could feel master taking hold of my clit with his teeth, keeping me quiet. He continued to play with my clit and occasionally sliding his tongue inside me. My waist seemed to move on their own accord as I enjoyed riding his face but he held my hips down, keeping them down. "Sit still my pet and let Master enjoy his meal," He instructed. I laid back on the table as Master explored my warmth with his tongue. I came closer to the edge of ecstasy as Master's tongue moved faster. I moaned loader as I gripped the table harder, trying to keep still. Master held my legs apart and submerged deeper to me. He sucked on my clit, pulled it with his lips, and then let go of it. He lifted his head up watching me catch my breath. I looked down at him displeased with his sudden stop again. I hoped for release this time around. He climbed on the table and pinned me to it. "What's wrong my pet? Is Master being unfair to you? You want to cum for your Master don't you," He teased as he began rubbing my clit with his hands. I held my lip between my teeth and nodded to him. "You want your Master don't you, slave," He teased as he inserted his fingers inside me again. I gasped and nodded again. He leaned to my ear and spoke again, "Because you know, Master likes it rough, too." I moaned in excitement by his words. He kissed my neck lightly and climbed off me. My eyes opened wide, trying to understand the situation. He laughed a bit and said, "But not today. You're still training. Now go take a shower." Then he walked away, grabbing his coffee and paper. My breathing regulated as I climbed back off the table. My knees wobbled from the excitement and my clit still swollen from the teasing. I walked in the bathroom and ran the shower to a cold temperate to relax my arouse nerves. After my shower, I wrapped a towel around my body and walk in the living room. Master sat on the couch watching a football game. I grunted to myself at the sight of the game and kneeled beside him, not sure what I should do now. I could tell it was one of Master's favorite team according to his actions to the team losing. When the commercial came on he looked down at me, still a little ticked off by the team and yelled at me, "Why are you wearing that towel?" "Um, I'm trying to dry off, Master," I tried to explain. "You are not to wear anything, unless I tell you other wise, understand," he complained. "Yes Master," I agreed as I removed the cloth from my body. I can see his eyes scan my glistening body as the water droplets fall from the tips of my hair to my shoulders, making a skinny path down my body. I could see in Master's eyes a hint of interest in me but was obverted due to the continuation of the game. He snapped out of his trance and stared at his T.V. again. I trembled from the cold room and my wet skin. Master noticed and got up from the couch and walked away. I watched the T.V. carefully to make sure to tell him anything he missed. He came back and handed me his work shirt. I smiled at him and stood up to put the shirt on. Master's eyes were fixated on me as I stared to button the shirt up. "Not too many. I still want a good look at my pet." I stopped at three and kneeled back down. I can smell Master on his shirt as his aroma intoxicated me. The more I breathed the more excited I got for him. I looked up at him, his stern eyes glaring at the game; I realize I want those eyes on me. I rub my head on his leg and lay it down in his lap. I nuzzle my face in his lap hoping for a positive response. "Slave, what are you doing?" he asked rather harshly. I lift my head and tried to answer, "Um...I was wondering...um." I could see Master's eyebrow rise in impatience. "Um, I was wondering if Master can take me again," I stuttered in fear. He looked at me and asked, "Why?" "Because Master feels so good and I want to cum for him," I answered. He stood up from his seat. He seemed much taller and more intimidating. He turned to the T.V. then back at me. "The game is almost over. I suppose I could teach you something new," He said but not very cheerfully. He still looked upset about his team losing and I'm afraid he was going to take it out on me. It didn't help that I interrupted his game with my selfish desire. "I'm going to teach you a thing or two about discipline," He said his eyes narrowed as his hand pulled his belt from the loops of his pants. I knew what it meant as I crawled backwards to keep my distance from him, but only to have him walk closer to me bending the belt in his hands. "Come here my pet, you have to learn," he threatened. I crawled as fast away from him as I could. I didn't want to feel the harsh punishment on my still sore ass. "On the table slave, now," he ordered me. Master has been using that table for everything. I didn't want to get back on for this reason. "I'm sorry Master, I just...," I begged "I said, 'on the table' slave," he repeated calmly. "Master please, I'm sorry," I again begged. "This is why you need to learn discipline, because you think you can do as you please and disobey me at every turn. But I will teach you otherwise. Now, on the table," his voice was calm yet terrifying. I stood up and walked to the table. I gave him my best 'sad puppy dog eyes' to change his mind. He pointed the belt to the table making me realize my failure. I bend over the table and laid my face to the cold surface. "Arms up," he ordered. I could feel the bottom of his shirt lift up past my ass. He walked to the sink and poured a glass of water. "Palm up," he demanded. My hand raised up as he placed the glass in my hand. "Spill no drop or it will be worse," he threatened. I gulped hard as he walked behind me and grazed his fingertips against my sensitive ass, tickling me. I shuddered almost tipping the glass. "Remember, this is about discipline. Which you lack," he said. A crack of his belt slapped against my extended rear. I screamed from the sudden shock. "I'm sorry my pet, did I just hear you complain about something I want from you," he teased. I shook my head as he swung the belt again. The cup almost tipped over as I held it sturdy. He chuckled a bit and slapped me again. He bent over to my ear and waited for me to catch my breath again. "Learn how to control your urges for me. You are here for my pleasure." he stood up and slapped my ass for it's forth ribbon of pain. My fingers cringed around the glass. "I will take you, when I want you, understand?" Another slam on my ass as I cried out in agreement. "Oh master please, I'll be good," I begged again. He stopped and looked at me. I turned my head to him and saw a twinkle in his eyes. He pulled me down off the table, landing on the floor, making the glass of water splash all over me. "Looks like someone made a mess," he teased. I looked up at him again with my puppy dog eyes hoping it will pay off this time. He bent down and wiped the water from my face. He stood up straight and walked to his room. He came back with his jacket and his keys. "I want you in front of this door on your knees when I come back. Master will have a surprise for you," He said as he walked out the apartment. I've been having the strangest few weeks. And at this moment, would be my first alone. I turned my head to my foreign atmosphere. I stood up from the ground and buttoned my shirt up more. I decide to explore a little. I walked back in his room and I sat on his bed and nuzzled his pillow. His pillow was soft and smelled of him and cigarettes. I sat up and looked around a little. Walking to his dresser, I opened the top drawer. I could see his other boxers and I shuffled through them. "Maybe I could a learn a little about him," I thought to myself. Nothing. The table beside his bed had a drawer as well, so I walked to it and sat on his bed. Opening it, I saw a black book and opened it. The home phone rang as I jumped surprised. I threw the book back in the drawer as a response and ran to the phone. I hesitated, not sure if I should answer, so I let the machine pick it up "Sla-ave. You better not be snooping. You wouldn't happen to be in my room, looking in drawers would you. Master would be very disappointed in you slave. I'll know if you are," I gulped hard and decided to stay away from his room. I waited a long time for him. He didn't come back for another hour or so. I wondered if he was mad at me. Maybe he was seeing someone else. Another women. Maybe he will leave me here by myself for the rest of the night. The thoughts were flowing from my worried head. I felt like I was panicking. Then I heard his keys in the door. Delighted I ran to the door and returned to my position. He opened the door and I saw him holding a black bag. If I had a tail it would have been wagging then. "Welcome home Master," I greeted. Then it struck me. This power he had over me. I could see it in his smile. I felt miserable when he was away and happy when he returned. He petted my head as he walked past me. "Have you been a good girl, my pet," He asked placing the bag on the table and walking to the couch. "Yes master," I lied. "We'll just see about that," he lit a cigarette and walk in his room. My head lowered in fear hoping he wouldn't notice anything. "Slave, come here," I stood up and walked to his side. He stood at his nightstand that I left opened. I threw the book back in but never closed it. He looked at me with such anger and disappointment, that I couldn't look in his eyes again. "You lied to me slave," he informed me. I nodded not knowing what to say. "Come with me," he said walking out the room. I walked behind me but he turned to me and said, "You lost your permission to walk." I lowered to my knees and crawled in shame behind him. He sat on the couch and tapped the ashes in an ash tray. He held the cigarette between his lips and crossed his arms and asked, "Well?" Gorgon Eyes Ch. 04 "I'm sorry Master," I said with my head lowered. "That's the best you got, I'm very upset with you and that's all you got for me," he complained. I said nothing in response. There was nothing to say. He bent over and lifted my head up with his hand. "What should I do with you," he asked in a calm voice. I looked up at him and shrugged my shoulders. He sat back again and continued, "It seems my belt isn't a good enough punishment for you. You're still disobeying me and I don't like it. I knew you were a challenge and a very stubborn one at that, but I will break you." I swallowed hard as I heard him shuffle in his bag. I dare not look up at him. He got up from his seat and bent to his knees. He pushed me with one hand to the ground. "I will tame you, my pet," he whispered in my ear and started to unbutton my shirt. He grabbed my left breast and squeezed it hard. I cried out in pain hoping he'd let go. Then I could feel him pulling something around my legs and up to my waist then attaching it to each other. I looked down to see a black harness wrapped around my waist and a colorful crescent shape pressed up against my clit and entrance. He stood up and walked back to the couch. He sat down and placed his arms on the back of the couch. His cigarette, limp between his grinning lips. I was confused and I sat up with my arms behind me. He pulled a small box from his pocket and pressed it with his thumb. Suddenly, a tingling sensation erupted below my waist. At that moment I realized what was happening. Master had in his hand a remote to the vibrating harness that I was wearing. I also realize with him holding the remote, I was screwed. He played with the controls a little, making the settings low to a pleasing, yet not overpowering pleasure to the high and uncontrollable excitement that brought me to my knees. He set it to medium and placed his arms on the back of the couch and watched as I squirmed on the floor. If my excitement grew too strong, he lowered the speed till I relaxed and brought it up again. My breaths were rapid and I grew intolerant of his games. I grabbed the bottom of the toy and rubbed it against me. "Hmmm? Now now my dear you don't want a hard spanking with this punishment too, do you?" He questioned as I groaned and removed my hands from myself. But it didn't take care of my urges. I looked up at him, making my desire for him stronger. I imagined Master's head between my legs as I moaned in excitement, gripping the floor under me. "Open your eyes. You don't get to fantasize," he barked at me. I sat up and moved to my knees. My legs opened as I could feel my hips try to grind into the device, but it only moved with me. I looked up at Master again, noticing his own enjoyment to this torture. Master looked quite sexy at that point and I knew I want to ravish him on the couch. But as I crawled closer to him he'd increase the speed of the device slowing me down with my uncontrollable moans. "You want your Master, don't you slave," he asked rather proud. I nodded, not having much energy to speak. He raised the speed again and taunted me, "I can't hear you, my pet," "Oh yes Master," I cried out. I didn't want to sound desperate but I was. I laid lower on the floor, pressing myself against the harness, hoping to feel it more. Master slowed the speed again making me groan. I crawled to him again as my lust helped me ignore the raised speed. I reached his open legs and laid my head on his lap. I rubbed my hand on his leg, slowly making my way up to my desired area. He grabbed my hand and I looked up at him. "That's far enough; this is still your punishment. And you are not showing signs of discipline yet," he complained but I didn't listen much. All I could think about was his hard thick cock taking me deep inside me. I had to have him. I tugged on the zipper of his pants as he grabbed my hand again. "Are you looking for more trouble, slave," he asked in a stern voice. "No, I just want to please you." I answered. I seem to have grabbed his attention as he removed his hand from me. I pulled on the zipper and his member sprung free. I smiled at his size while I felt him increase the speed. My lips jumped around him, happily taking his every inch. I sucked hard as my head moved rapidly. My tongue began licking him up to his swollen tip and down his base. I cupped the side s of his shaft with my lips giving him a slight playful nibble. I heard him groan in pleasure and he pushed my hair side to side. I played with his head with my tongue. Sucking on it with small kisses. I swirled my tongue as I lowered my lips around him again. "It seems you are finally submitting yourself to me, right slave?" He asked. I slowly lifted my head and agreed, "Yes Master, I wish to please you," A thought in the back of my mind was questioning what I was thinking, but at that point I didn't care. Master tasted good and I didn't want to stop. I felt Master push my head away as I tired to push back to him. I sat on my legs as he turned down the speed. "Nevertheless, I will not fuck you or let you cum for a long time. You have been very bad and this is your punishment. You better learn quickly or my next punishment will be me not touching you at all," he placed the remote in his pocket and started to walk away. "Master please, I'm sorry," I begged crawling to him on my knees. He pressed the button through his pants, slowing me down with its high speed. He turned back to me and said, "Sorry doesn't cut it anymore. From now on you need to earn every orgasm that I allow you to have.' He slowed the speed again and said, "Good night," he slammed his bedroom door and left me alone to sleep on the floor. As if I could sleep through this torture. He opened his door again and said, "One more thing." He walked to me and tied my wrist with his belt to the table leg again. "Making sure you don't play with yourself again," he said with a smile, placed the pillow under my head and a blanket over my body then went back to his room. It was quiet in the living room but I could hear Master finishing himself of. He sounded so hot, and the vibrations under me were not helping as I laid my head back and tried to fall asleep.