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Lil One Ch. 01

By: THIRDCOAST



Chapter One

Firstly, I will describe my newest fuck toy. I call her my "lil' one", because she only 4'11" short and being a foot taller, I tower over her. She is 24yo. She has full hips and large breasts both of which fear and love my ministrations. She was sent to me for training by her current Dom. This job, as any other, I do not take lightly and so I put her through my paces.



I enter the room and find her in the center of the great room of My dungeon. She is kneeling, with her knees spread wide, back slightly curved, arms locked tightly behind her back, her head bowed and her eyes cast down at the floor. I walk around her, inspecting the slut that has been sent here. I see her skin blanching from the cool dankness of the room. As I move past her, I touch her hair softly, then reaching down and grasping one of her breasts, squeezing, as a soft moan escapes her lips. I ask her why she's here and she quickly tells me that she desires to become a better submissive for her Master. I raise my hand and bring it down sharply on her tit flesh, sending it swaying into the other. She gives a short yelp. I ask her if she's ready to submit to my training. 

Lil' one quickly nods and says "yes Sir."



I help her up and move her to a chair in the middle of the room. Seated, I tie each of her ankles to the back leg of the chair; her arms are restrained to a rod running the back of the chair, with her arms out as on a cross. This position gives me access to her breasts and pussy. I walk to her with a riding crop in my hand. I ask her to give me her name, she tells me candy. My crop comes down on her thigh. I ask her to repeat what I have called her. 

She states with pressured speech, "lil' one." 

I run my crop up and down her thighs, lightly tapping her stomach. Then moving up, I use the tip to lift her left breast. I ask lil one if she is a pain slut or a pleasure slut.

"Pleasure slut Sir, but I want to be able to be a pain slut because my Master desires one."

I raise the crop and send it down on her left breast. She inhales a quick breath. I move the crop to her right breast and lift it up with the tip.

I ask her what she says to her Master when he is nice to her?

She tells me "thank you Sir" as my crop comes down on her right breast. "Thank you Sir!"

I work her breast and tummy with the crop. Her skin starts to show signs of use as the red whelps become more prominent. My crop works continues to work her tender flesh. I move to her side and flick the crop down just catching her extended nipple. A loud gasp escapes her lips, as she tries to double over to avoid the next blow.

"Lil' one? Do you want Me to stop?" She adjusts her position, thrusting her breasts out. "Tell me what you want me to do lil' one."

"Whip my nipple Sir, use and abuse them at your leisure."

"I don't think you really want me to, you must bed for the lash.:

"Please Sir, whip My Master tits! Make me his pain slut, Sir!" 

I bring the crop swiftly down on her other extended nipple. She does no more than blink as I work her tits over. As they redden, she thrusts them out further begging for more. When I see that she is biting her lip, I stop and smooth my hand across the battered flesh, feeling the warmth. I hear a soft moan from deep in her throat.

"You have performed well lil' one, I think you deserve a reward. "

"Thank you, Sir."



I return with a large bulb vibrator. I click it on and show her the two speeds, pressing it against her nipple. Lil' one's head rocks back and her eyes close. I move the vibe down her belly towards her pussy. I wet my fingers and touch her lips with them. Spreading them, I expose her clit and lightly press against it. She tries to lift herself off the chair to meet the vibrator with her hips. 

I remove the vibe, "sit down slut!"

She settles back down again and put the vibe to her clit. I watch as she fights off a moan as I press harder into her clit and pussy. She closes her eyes and rolls her head back. 

"Look at me when I am bringing you pleasure slut!" 

She quickly complies not wanting me to remove the vibe. She presses her pussy into the vibe grinding against it. I can tell that she is close so I remove it. She groans. I grab her right breast and squeeze it hard, then taking the nipple between my thumb and forefinger and roll it gently at first. Her moaning begins again and I pinch her distended nipple harder. Her head goes back again as her eyes roll back in her head. 

"Didn't I tell you to look at me when I am bringing you pleasure slut?" 

I quickly grasp both of her nipples and pinch and twist them harshly. Her eyes are back on me in a flash. I lifted her breast by her nipples as I looked down into her eyes. Letting them go, her large breasts sway to a rest.



I hold the vibe up to her face, "Would you like me to continue to pleasure you Lil One?"

"Yes Sir, please Sir!" 

Now that I have her begging I press the vibe onto her engorged clit. Her eyes are intently locked onto Mine. A moan softly escapes her lips. Her hips press into the vibe as she rides the waves of pleasure. She wants to close her eyes and focus on the pleasure alone but she knows that she was stay engaged with me. She begins biting her lip. 

"Does my lil one need to cum?" 

"Yes Sir, please let this slut cum Sir!" 

I press the vibe more into her and I lean into her face. My lips move to her ear and softly whisper, "cum for me slut." 

With that lil one bucks and lets out a growl that starts soft and low, emanating from her throat. As her orgasm builds, her groan turns to a growl until she is screaming in the throes of utter release. I kept the vibe pressed against her pussy as wave after wave pulsed in the slut's pussy. Her juices were audible as the vibe continued to work on her pussy. She must have realized that I wouldn't stop without being properly thanked. 

"Thank you Sir, thank you for letting this slut cum!" 

I pulled the vibe from her soaked pussy moving it to her lips, offering it to her. Lil' one licked the wet vibe clean of all her secretions stopping only when she no longer tasted her juices on it. 

"Thank you Master."

Chapter Two

I had just allowed lil' one to receive her reward by allowing her to cum for her Master. I untied her and she was instructed to clean up and rehydrate then return to the great room. I patiently waited while she was gone. She returned and knelt before Me in the standard presentation position.

I took a long length of rope and secured her hands with her arms locked back behind her. The rope is wound and weaved through her arms and across her breast. The ropes are lifting and separating her luscious breasts. Next I weaved another section of rope between her ankles and thighs. This secured her in the kneeling position. Having her arms tied behind forced her prominent breasts outward and up. Her changing of positions during being restrained had her hair mussed up and in her face.

I moved forward and cleared the hair from her eyes. I grasp a handful of her mane and pulled it back sharply. An audible gasp escaped her lips. Staring down into her eyes, I watched her struggle to avert her eyes. I can plainly see that lil' one is very nervous and is trying very hard not to make mistakes and to please me. I am afraid that she is having difficulty with controlling her anxiety, so I offered her a finger.

"Open slut"

She quickly opens her mouth and accepts My finger.

"I know that you have told me that you are a pleasure slut, so I am offering My finger to help calm you. Now lil' one, what do you do when your Master has given you a reward?"

I watch her cycle through the possible answers, "say thank You, Sir?"

I cast off My gaze from hers, as I had anticipated this answer but I want her to be attentive to My reactions.

"Yes slut, but you should thank your Master for anything he does, whether he is whipping you or bringing pleasure."

Out of the corner of my eye I catch lil' one softly licking her lips. My eyes quickly cut to hers. When they meet, the answer clicks in her head immediately.

"May this slut show you her gratitude Sir?"

I nod my head, and she slowly waddles over in front of me struggling in her bonds and digs for my zipper with her teeth.She leans in and is nuzzling my cock, finding it hard, she finds the tip and sucks it into her mouth and releases it from my pants. She closes her soft lips around the phallus and works it down into her throat. The sluts head is bobbing up and down on her Master's cock and I can feel it hitting the back of her throat causing her to gag some. This has an effect of producing saliva that leaves my cock glistening as she works the meat in and out of her mouth. I place my hand on the top of her head and work her head back and forth of my dick.

"Look at your Master when you are pleasing him slut."

Her eyes are quickly looking into mine as she continues to work my cock over. Her lips tighten and there is a pop from time to time as her suction is broken. This is followed by the slurping sound of her wantonly sucking it back into her warm mouth.

I notice as she is getting into giving her Master pleasure that she is closing her eyes and attempting to squeeze her legs together. I grasp my cock and remove it from her mouth with a loud pop,

"Slut, didn't I tell you to keep your eyes on your Master when you are servicing him?"

I slap her face with my cock.

"Yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir!"

She tries to take my cock into her mouth again as I continue to slap her face with my hard dick. I finally push away as I remove the belt from my pants. She is biting her lip as I bring the belt down on her right breast first, then her left with the tip of the belt. Giving each of her globes several slaps, I see them start to redden, her nipples erect.

I reach behind her and grab the ties of her bondage and force her to lean forward and on to the ground. This forces her to spread her knees more and allows her breasts and face to touch the cool floor of the great room. She is as low as she can get with only her ass sticking in the air. She knows what is coming next and is silent in her submission. I bring the belt to her ass and slowly rub the cool leather across her rounded ass cheeks. I begin to softly tap her ass with the tip of the belt, it causes a faint slapping sound but does not hurt her. I can hear a slightly audible whimper from her.

"Beg slut!"

"Please Sir, whip this slut's ass!" "Please whip this slut's ass Sir!"

(thwack)

I bring the belt squarely down onto her waiting ass.

(thwack)

The loud slap of the leather to her ass is much more than before and this is obviously causing some discomfort as I can see her starting to wiggle from it's sting.

(thwack) (thwack) (thwack) (thwack)

"Thank You Sir!" "Thank You Sir!"

She tries to keep up as I continue to punish her ass. I stop only to touch her quickly reddening ass cheeks. They feel warm to my touch as I her the slut moan to the tender touch. My hand reaches down the crack of her ass and to her drenched pussy.

"My slut is soaking wet isn't she?"

Gasping, "yes Sir, your slut is very turned on Sir!"

I push 2 fingers into her dripping pussy and began finger fucking My tightly bound slut.

Audible moans are heard as I move behind her and press My saliva moistened cock against her parted pussy lips. I press into her and allow her to adjust to my cock. She starts to rock back against me and I grasp her ass cheeks and spread them and start to give her more of her Master's cock.

"Thank You Sir!"

The wet sounds of her pussy being fucked are in direct competition with the slut's continued groans as she thanks her Master. I slap her ass cheek and this causes her to squeal and I feel her pussy tighten around my cock. I pull my cock out with a pop and move back from her.

"Come clean your Master's cock!"

She groans and begins to try and move around to face me. In her bonds, this is a real struggle, but I am impressed with her eagerness to please.

The slut does get in position and takes my wet cock into her mouth. Her lips closes around my dick as her tongue baths the moist phallus. Her bonds are pinching her breast , arms and legs but she continues to clean her juices off of my cock. I grasp my cock and lift it out of her mouth. My large balls are hanging in front of her.

"You've got your juices all the way to my balls slut, they need cleaning as well."

Her tongue quickly darts and deftly covers my balls, licking her moisture from them. I notice that her eyes never leave mine as she cleans her mess.

"Does my slut want some more of her Master's cock in her pussy?"

"Please Sir, Please fuck your slut's pussy with your cock!"

She answers before she can even finish licking my balls. I push her away and tell her to move her ass around and show me where she wants to be fucked. The slut, still struggling with her constricted movements, enthusiastically gets into her former position and wiggles her ass at me.

"Please fuck this slut's pussy Sir!"

I move closer and nudge the opening of her moist pussy. She is dripping wet and my hardened cock easily slips inside her. I can feel her guttural moan in her pussy as I drive my cock home into this slut. Again I grasp her ass cheeks and spread them, as I work my cock in and out of the slut's tight pussy. I can feel her tightening around my dick, the walls of pussy clenching as she nears climax.

"Oh, Please Sir!"

She grinds her pussy onto my dick with every one of my strokes.

"What is it that you want slut?"

My balls are slapping her engorged clitty every time I bury my cock into her.

"Please Sir, let this slut cum!" "Please Sir, this slut's pussy is aching!"

I increase my pace as I tell her to cum for her Master with one simple word.

"Cum!"

She bucks and shudders in the throes of her very intense orgasm. I can feel the slut's pussy spasm around my dick. I slow my pace as her body continues to quake and convulse still impelled on my cock. My own orgasm was nearing as I feel the slut's pussy milk my rod, while she is still immersed in the rapt of her recent orgasm.

"Your Master is going to cum slut!"

With those words she is snapped back to the present. She quickly moves, but still besieged by her bonds, until she is kneeling in front her Master. Her tongue is pressed forward and in offering. I grasp My cock and stroke it in front of her face, slapping it on her outstretched tongue.

"Please Sir give me Your cum!"

I erupt into her open mouth some shooting to the back of her throat but most is deftly caught on your outstretched tongue. I milk every drop onto it as it begins to pool. I notice that your eyes never left mine, as I run my fingers through your hair.

I simply say, "Swallow."

"Thank you Sir."

Chapter Three

My training of lil one has been going well. I have found her to be a wonderful pleasure slave, eager to please me at the drop of a hat. I have enjoyed stretching her boundaries and taking her towards her ultimate desire to also be a pain slut for her Master who has sent her for training. 

I will have to say, that she has not faltered yet in her training, so I have decided to take her on an outing today. Lil one has been instructed to wear a nice sun dress and sandals and of course her collar. Nothing else will be allowed. I send her to the truck and restrain her hands above her head and behind to the headrest of my truck, then cover her eyes with a blindfold. I buckle her in and we start out for destination. 

"Where are we going Sir?"

I remain silent. I do reach over and lightly touch her skin that is exposed from the dress. I can see her wiggle to my touch, her senses heightened by her loss of sight. We go further down the road and I reach over and untie the halter of her sundress and let it fall down around her waist. I grab her breasts and roughly squeeze them. I hear her take a quick breath in between her tightly clinched teeth. I toy with the budding nipples and twist them, pulling them away from her body. 

"Can other people see me like this Sir?" 

I remain silent, but cup one her breasts as if to show someone passing by. I hear her moan softly. She knows that it turns her on to show herself like this. I reach down and slowly pull at her dress until I have removed it from her and toss it into the backseat. But with her blindfold it sounds like I have thrown it out the window. A gasp escaped from her wet lips. I can hear her mind reeling. I leave her be for the moment as I continue to drive. I am watching as she begins to wiggle in her seat. I can clearly see that she is excited as her nipples are very hard. 

I break the silence. "Spread her legs lil one."

She does comply and I lightly touch the sides of her breast and let My fingers move down her side. As my hand moves to her hip she slightly pushes her hips forward. I slap the inner portion of her thigh and she whimpers again. She know that she must remain still. My hand goes back to her hip and then between her legs. My finger softly brushes her clit that is clearly protruding out of her wet lips. She is extremely turned on as I feel her lovely juices that have leaked out. I bring my fingers up to her lips and she nervously takes them into her mouth and quickly licks them clean. I tweak her nipple as my hand moves back down to her wet pussy. I lightly patted her as I watched her bit her lip. The sound of her wet pussy being slapped was very sensual. Each time my hand came down on her unprotected pussy she let out a soft moan. Her nipples still make her arousal obvious. I then softly pushed 2 fingers into her sopping wet pussy. She gasped at the abrupt intrusion but quickly began to moan with each stroke until she could hold her words no more. 

"Please Master, may your slut cum?" 

I let her ask 3 or 4 times then said, "you may cum My lil one." 

With that she bucked against my hand as I continued to fuck her wet pussy with my fingers. All the while we continued to pass cars and they passed us. None really noticing what was going on my truck, but in my blindfolded submissive's mind, every passing vehicle was witness to her wanton lust. I allowed her to calm as we continued on towards our destination. We continued to drive along the coast, lil one still naked and restrained. We started to enter the lowlands and I opened the sunroof in my truck and allowed the warm and salty air into the cab. As we approached the secluded side entrance to the national park, I leaned over. 

"Do you trusted me and know that I would do nothing that would cause harm to you?". 

She nodded yes as we turned into the drive of the side entrance. The dirt road wound around for about a ¼ mile before it was blocked by a gate and a small cabin. A ranger truck was parked by the gate and a park ranger approached. He was a college friend of mine and always let me into the secluded parts of the park whenever I wanted. I rolled down my window as we approached the gate. 

"Good morning officer", I said as I stopped the truck. 

Lil one tensed as she realized that she was exposed could easily be seen to anyone approaching. My friend approached knowing what was going on and said, 

"What do we have here? Does she always ride around like that?" he says. 

"Yes she does," I replied. 

He already knew that she was a new submissive that I was training. That she was a pleasure slave but wanted to be more of a pain slut for her Master. With that he moved to the other side of the truck and leaned into the cab. Reaching for her breasts he rolled the turgid nipples. At first she jumped at his advances but quickly became riding the pleasure of his touch. 

My friend winked as said, "I see that you have your annual pass sticker on but there is going to be a small fee for entrance today." 

"That would be fine."


Lil One Ch. 01



He began unzipping his fly and pulling out his cock and said, "Open slut!" 

Lost in her pleasure for a moment she quickly opened her mouth as the head of his cock entered her mouth. She struggled against her bonds to suck this stranger's cock. The wet sounds of her slurping his dick and the pop as the suction was broken was a very sensual sound. Lil one eagerly worked his cock with her mouth, then licking from the head down to his balls, covering every inch of the unknown cock. He began to steadily fuck her mouth until he held suddenly held still and she bobbed up and down on his cock as he erupted into her waiting mouth. Some had dribbled down her chin and onto her breast but when she turned and displayed his cum prominently on her tongue and mouth. I let her stay there, submissively displaying her reward for being such a good cock sucker. 

"You may swallow slut." 

"Thank you Sir."

My friend shaking his head at me waved us on through. The trucked moved forward and turned down towards the beach road. Our day at the beach was almost about to start.




Lil One Ch. 02



Chapter One

We are driving down the secluded four wheel drive only beach. I'm taking a new submissive that I'm training to be a pain slut for her Master. She's 24yo and her name is Candy, but I call her lil one, because she's only 4'11". She has been mainly a pleasure slave but her Master wants her to be able to enjoy more pain play. I have been training her about 4 days now. Today is more of a reward for her hard work.

We should have the beach to ourselves, except for the stray fisherman or two. I'm not worried about intrusions, as most people you meet down here are non-intrusive, and mind their own business.

I have her remove her blindfold. She's from Canada and has never been to the beach before. I have the windows down so that she can get the smell of the salty air. Its thick with the warm moisture from the Gulf of Mexico. 

I find a nice area to park the truck and we get out. I let her go get her toes wet while I set up our camp for the night. I pitch a canopy to provide us shade. I set of the tent for my Avalanche pickup. It fits in the bed of my truck with a nice mattress in the back. 

Near the canopy, I dug a 3' hole and placed a 8"x8" square post in the sand. It has an O-rings on the side. We will use this later for some training. When I'm finished with the setup, I head out to lil one. 

I take her hand and we walk out into the surf. The waves are gentle today. They're about 1-3" with a gentle break. The water is warm and the wind is calm. 

When we get to about chest deep for lil one, I take her in my arms, her back to my front. Our bodies roll on the salty waves. The high salinity gives us more buoyancy than fresh water and float gently with each incoming wave.

Our naked bodies rub gently with each passing wave. I cup her large breasts in each hand and kiss the sensitive area of her neck. She reaches above her head and runs her fingers through my hair. I run one hand down her side, teasing her wet skin. 

My erection presses into her soft behind. She feel this and starts to grind against me. I cup her sex and this elicits a moan. My finger slip between her folds and I feel the warm wetness of her arousal. 

I tell her we need to get out of the sun as I don't want her skin to burn. She is fair skinned. She pouts and I give her a stern look. She concedes. We wade back to shore.

I hand her a bottle of water and sit back in my beach chair. She kneels under the canopy by my side. I tell her about the post and that I intend to use the flogger on her later. She squirms on her heels.

She tells me she needs to go the bathroom. I tell her to go about 20 paces up the beach and squat. She pouts again. I tell her that it will be time for the flogger when she's finished. She goes down the beach as instructed.

When she returns, I grab her by the collar and look her in the eye. I ask her why she is going to receive the flogger. At first she is lost for the answer. Then she lowers her eyes and says that she is being flogged for pouting.

I tell her that she is correct, but it could have been because I wanted to without reason. I pull her by the collar and bend her over the post. I strap her leg and arms together at the base of the post. I run my hand up her leg, over her back and down her arms.

I check the binds to see if they are too tight. I head to the truck. In the saddlebags of my truck I remove the floggers. When I return, I tell her that I am going to warm her up.

I start with dragging the tips over her back and down her legs. I flick the tips to slap her thighs gently. I move up to strike her ass, just a light thud. I work her back, alternating between floggers. The strikes are still gentle and caressing, I work to bring the blood to the skin surface.

I stop and run my hand on her back, I hear her soft moan. I step back and begin again. These strikes are a little harder. They thud and I hear her start to pant. I move the strikes down to her ass.

Her back is starting to color well. Her ass jiggles with each strike. I know that she can take more here, so I increase the force of the lashes. She tries to wiggle away from them but the restraint hold her in place. 

I stop and rub her cheeks. Her skin is warm to the touch. When I check between her legs she is soaking wet.

"Is someone enjoying their punishment?"

"No Sir."

"Your body says otherwise lil one."

I begin again on her back. I speed up and soften the blows. When she gets into the rhythm, I send a stray flogger to her hanging breasts. She sounds out because of the strike. Then I return to her back. I spread them across her back so I don't get a hot spot.

Alternating the floggers, I make sure that her entire back area is covered with my stripes. The blood has engorged and risen to the surface. I work down to her ass, given her a nice even red tone. Again, I strike her hanging breasts again and watch them sway to my ministrations. She moans with each strike.

When I feel she has had enough, I return to her ass. I bring the floggers down hard, alternating between cheeks. After about 4 stroke each, I switch to an upswing. This catches the tender spot where her ass meets her thighs. With her legs tied together, her wet pussy is protected.

I stop and let her catch her breath. I rub her cheeks, and find them hot to the touch. I reach down between her legs and feel her fluids leaking down her legs. I use her wetness to lube my finger before I push them into her sopping folds. They spread and let me in. Using two fingers, I enter her channel.

She groans loudly, again trying to push back but is held still because of the post. I work my finger in and out of sloshing slit. When I feel her pussy tighten on my finger, I pull them and slap my wet fingers on her red ass. This elicited a moan. 

I grasp my hardened cock, and rub it up and down her slit. Again she tries to wiggle her behind. The head of cock is glistening from her. I slap my meaty cock on her reddened ass. Rubbing it over her hot skin. She whimpers.

I press the head to her opening. Slowly, inch my shaft inside. Just the tip at first. I let her adjust to my size. Then push further before stopping. I giver her the first half of my cock and still again. She is wiggling and trying to push back. 

I give the sore ass several quick slaps and tell her that she is here for her punishment and my pleasure. This gets her attention. I work my cock in and out a few strokes. I start to pull my cock all the way, then slowly re-enter her to about half way down my cock. With a very slow pace, I continue this.

Her pussy is gaping each time I re-enter her. When I'm inside her, I feel her flex her kegel's, milking my cock. She is a well trained pleasure slut without a doubt. Now if I could get her to crave the pain as well, my job will be done. 

I finally seat my swollen cock into the depths of her channel. The elicits a guttural moan. I want to fill her with my seed, I have other ideas for later so I remove myself. I remove her restraints. 

I tell her that I want to lay out and get some sun. But first I rub some lotion on her, partly to protect her skin from the sun but also to prevent any bruising.

When I'm finished I send her off to wash herself off in the cool waters, then I want her to look for shells. I instruct her to find several shells that have holes in them. But I also want her to find some for her Master too. She scurries off. I sure that the waters will cool her backside.

When she finally comes back, I've started a nice fire as its getting late in the evening. She drops to her knees at my feet to show me all of her shells. She seems excited, almost childlike. Lil one seems to relish in completing tasks She smiles and hands me several pretty shells with the holes in them. 

She asks how the hole got there. I tell that this kind of shell is a bivalve, Meaning that at one time had two halves joined by a hinge. But a predator mollusk came along with a tooth like tongue and pecked away the hole and devoured the clam's meat. She frowns. I tell her that even whelks and clams have a natural order of dominance to them. 

She shows me the shells she retrieved for her Master. They are the more typical ones you'd find of the beach. She seems proud of her finds and I give a a box to keep them in and take the ones she collected for me. 

We spend the rest of the evening, eating and warming by the fire. I'm laying back in my beach chair with her on top of me on her back. I run my hands down her body, softly stroking her. I feel her hum to this easy play.

The gentle breeze and warm fire are the perfect combination. Before long we turn into bed in the tent in the back of my truck. I still continue to tease her body. Her nipples are pebbled as I softly roll them in each hand. She grabs for my cock. Her small hands barely wrap around my girth.

I grab her hips and pull her on top of me. She grinds her slit against the hardness of my cock. With my hands on her hips, I lift and seat my throbbing shaft into the folds of her pussy. Her head goes back as my cock fills her. 

At first, I only let her hips move slowly back and forth. My pubic bone is rubbing sensually against her erect clit as my cock works in and out with the movement of her hips. Her hands are on my chest for balance. Her soft moans meet with my grunts as we work ourselves into a nice rhythm.

I tell her to squat, and she starts to go up and down on my turgid root. I'm still controlling her speed and depth with her hips. Her hanging breast sway with her motion. I reach up and pull her down on top of me. My arms wrap around her and pull her tightly.

Her movement are stilled. I start to drive upward and fuck her in earnest. My shaft is filling her with every thrust. At first its a slow pace, but soon I am pistoning in and out rapidly. I hear her ragged breath. I feel the clenching of her tight hole on my cock. The sloshing sound of her sex lets me know that she's enjoying our play.

Her head is in the crook of neck and shoulder. Her breast are tight to my chest. I hold her tightly as I pound her slit. Her moans grow louder. In a raspy voice she asks for permission to cum. I hesitate but allow her release. My cock feels her milking me as she is lost in the the throes of her climax. I follow her and release my cum deep inside her. 

Still holding her tight as our breathing calms. Our heart beats slowly become one again. When I do finally release my grip on her, she thanks me and slips down and starts to gently clean or mixed juices from my cock. Her expert tongue laves my still hard cock from the root to the tip. Then down to my balls, where she gently takes each into her mouth and tongues them until all of our juices are licked clean.

She then moves to the crook of my arm and nuzzles my neck with her arm draped over my chest. We lay there silently until I hear her soft breathing and know that she is asleep.

Chapter Two

When I wake up in the morning, I leave lil one sleeping. She has had a busy day. I get the fire going and start some breakfast. I'm about finished when she peeks her head out of the tent. She comes and gives me a hug, and drops to her knees. She asks if I need her to service me this morning and apologized for not waking before me and making breakfast. 

I give her a pat of the head and tell her that I was the one who let her sleep in and I am perfectly able to make breakfast on the beach. I thank her for her offer but politely decline. She seems sad at my response. I have been noticing these periods of sadness with her. 

She always seems so eager to please and open to learning. This is what this weekend is all about. This is a reward for her hard work. I will look for an appropriate time to sit down and ask her about my concerns.

After breakfast, lil one cleans the utensils and puts them away. We decide to go for a swim this morning. I rub lotion on her skin to protect her from the sun. She has very fair skin and she did get some sun yesterday. She asks to put some on me, but I tell her that I already have protection with my naturally dark skin tone. 

We swim and float in the waves. She wants to be held, so I hold her while the waves gently break over us. Again, I am seeing a needy side of her and this concerns me. I'm afraid that she is getting too close to me. This can be a problem when it is time for her to go back to her Master. 

Her warm body feels good next to mine. My cock is a hard as a rock. I lean in and place a soft kiss on her neck. She practically jumps into my arms. Her hands move down and take hold of my cock. She is stroking me and kissing my chest. Taking my nipple into her mouth, she suckles it, gently biting. 

As much as I should be setting some firmer boundaries, we end up coupling. I hold her up and bring her up and down on my cock. I take it slow, enjoying her warm pussy milking my shaft. I lay back in the water and we float. I am deep into her channel as the waves gently rock us up and down. 

My rigid shaft slipping in and out of her wet pussy. She leans back and has her eyes closed. Its like she is impaled on my rod, riding me as the waves provide our motion. I haven't felt this way about a submissive in years. I too may be getting to close to her.

I have not had a sub since I lost mine years ago to cancer. I never really got over her, and have relegated myself to training. These trainees come and go. I stay my distance and don't get involved, but there is something about lil one that is different.

We are floating, the waves washing us closer to the beach. When we end up beached, I roll on top of her and speed up my thrusts. She is moaning and has her legs spread, offering herself to me. I take long strokes in and out of her. I can feel her squeezing tight on my shaft. I pull her leg on my shoulder and kneel up. This let me into the depth of soft channel.

She is looking into my eye as I drive into her. Her hands are on my chest, her breast sway with my every stroke. The waves continue to spill into us as we move closer to climax. We're sharing a moment eye to eye.

I feel my balls tighten and her pussy squeeze my cock. She is asking for release and I grant it. Her spasms are all that it takes for me to follow her into bliss. She reaches up and squeezes her breasts as her spasms take control of her body, washing over her like the waves on the beach. I spill mine into her depths.

We lay there for a long time until our breathing is more even. Then we both get up and I send her to wash off in the water. I tell her that I want her smell on me for a little while longer. She gets on the tips of her toes and kisses me softly before running into the water.

We relax under the canopy for the next few hours. I catch her staring at me a few times. My cock seems to stay semi erect and filled with blood. She licking her lips seductively. I know what she wants but I make her wait. Our weekend at the beach is almost over.

Chapter Three

(From Lil One's perspective)

I have had a wonderful time at the beach with SIr. He is nothing like my Master, he cares for me, makes sure that I am OK after a scene. I wish that I could stay with him. I am beginning to realize that my Master is cruel to me. I want to say something to Sir, but I don't know how. I'm afraid that he will get mad at me for trying to split them and he will send me back.

He always greets me with his smile and offers me insights into myself. I know our weekend is almost up. We talked about yesterday, and today. When we're finished talking and eating lunch, I clean up and put things away. 

After lunch, Sir calls me over to the truck. He has a gift for me. It is a long leather strip with the shells I collected for him yesterday with the holes in them. He has arranged them every few inches and secured them to the leather strip. Its kind of a necklace but it is made to go around my waist, like a belly chain.

I thank him for his gift and I tell him I will treasure it always. It looks good on me. The shells circle around my belly and hang down from the leather. I start to cry and ask if I can walking on the beach. He says we could go for a walk, but I really want to go by myself to cry.

He takes my hand and we start walking down the beach. It is so beautiful. The birds are flying about and searching for food. There is a soft breeze from off the water. The waves gently lick the shore.

I am still crying but trying to hide it. When he turns to ask me about how I slept, he notices my tears. He asks me why I am crying and I tell him that its about his gift. I lie. I know I shouldn't but I am afraid to tell him the truth. That I am afraid of my Master.

He holds my hand and tells me that his gift is nothing, just a small token for my working really hard to become a pain slut for my Master. When he mentions this I cry even more.

He must know something is wrong because he stops and turns towards me. He takes my face in his hands, looking straight into my eyes. He tells me that I need to let him know what's wrong. I can't keep my eye contact.

His finger lifts my chin and forces me to look into his eyes. I hesitate and take a big breath and blow it out. I tell him that I'm afraid of my Master. That he is cruel to me sometimes. He asks how he is cruel to me.

I tell him that Master keeps me a gage alone for hours and sometimes days without food or water. That he lets other men beat me and use me in exchange for money. When I have done something to offend him, he beats me even more.

Sir sits down on the sand and pulls me into his lap. He holds me tight and I really start to cry now. He runs his fingers through my hair. I wrap my arms around his strong neck. The tears streaming down my face. He just holds me while I purge my soul with my tears.

When I'm done, he lifts my face to his and asks me if I trust him. I nod. He asks again and tells me to use my words, that he needs to hear me say the words. I tell tell him I trust him with all my heart, body and soul. I do, that is no lie.

Sir tells me that he will make this right. He will talk to my Master and everything will be right. I bury my face into his chest and start to cry again. I know that Master will be angry for telling his secret and he will act like he is understanding when Sir is around then he will beat me or even kill me. 

Sir asks what I am cry about now. I hesitate then tell him my fears. Sir tells me that I will never serve my Master again. That he will make sure of that. That he will find my true Master. 

I only want him. I want so badly to tell him this. One day I will have the courage to let him know my true feelings.

To be continued...



Lil One Ch. 03



Chapter One

We spend our last day at the beach enjoying our surroundings. Lil one, my 24yo trainee, has just told me that her Master is cruel to her and she's afraid to go back to him. I've told her that I would take care of this and make it right.

My heart aches for her. I have been concerned by some of her actions, that there was something wrong, and now I know. I make some calls and get my team to look into her Master's past. I want answers now so I can confront him when we get back home.

I pack up our gear and we are about ready to head back. I call lil one over to the tailgate of my truck. She looks so beautiful naked with a little sun that she's gotten out here. Her belly chain or Kamarband, is made out of strip of leather and the shells that lil one collected for me. 

"Lil one, there's a matter of punishment that you owe me."

"Sir?"

"When I first asked you why you were crying, you told me that it was over the gift I had made for you."

Her head drops and she realizes.

"This type of relationship requires trust. Have I not been kind to you? Cared for you? Seen to your needs and well being?"

She falls to her knees at my feet, "Yes SIr, you have only been kind and caring. I was only afraid that you would be mad and send me back."

"I am hurt that you would think so little of me."

"Please Sir, forgive me. I will accept any punishment you deem fit, but please forgive me."

"Then stand. I going to bend you over my knee and give you a spanking that you won't soon forget. But when its over, all will be forgotten."

She stands, "thank you Sir."

I pull her over my knee. My heart is aching to have to punish one who has probably has been punished too much, but I need to reconfirm the trust between us. She needs to know that her well being is my utmost concern. That I am thinking of her needs before mine own, despite what people think at first glance.

She's bent over my knee, I warm her skin by rubbing my hand on her soft bottom. I bring my hand up and then down on her upturned ass.

(twack twack twack twack)

She squirms a little but accepts her punishment.

(twack twack twack twack)

These are more firmer and some color starts to show. She whimpers as I run my hand on her redding behind. 

(twack twack twack twack)

She shifts with these blows and my cock stiffens with her movement. Her breathing is ragged as she struggles to take her punishment.

(twack twack twack twack)

I'm spreading my slaps over each cheek evenly and down where her ass meets her thighs. The blood has now engorged her skin. I'm sure that she is thoroughly feeling the stink now.

(twack twack twack twack)

She starts to groan and I know that she is crying now. But she holds her position and this makes me decide to stop. I release her and she moves to a kneeling presentation position. Her knees are spread wide, her arms are folded back behind her, the back is arched, her head is down. She's still whimpering and I see a tear roll down her cheek.

"Thank you Sir, for your correction of my poor behavior."

"Eyes up lil one."

She looks up and I see that her eyes are reddened as her ass is. Tears are still wetting her face. This hurts my heart and I don't want to hurt her again, but punishments are required.

"Your lie has been forgotten. Do not let it happen again."

"Never Sir," she looks from my face to my cock. Obviously she has seen my erection. She licks her lips. Whether its in anticipation, need, or lust, I don't know. She is truly a pleasure slut at heart.

"Lil one, you are under my protection from this moment forward. The man that was your Master, no longer has claim to you. So remove his collar."

She removes the collar and hands it to me, "thank you Sir."

"Your kamarband is now my sign of your protection."

She looks confused at first then touched her leather of shells.

"Thank you SIr."

I see her nipples pebble as her fingers touches each shell of her leather. Her labia is engorged as her clit is peeking from its protective hood. She has been aroused by her punishment and my claim as her protector. 

"Sir, may this one show her gratitude for your protection?"

"You may lil one."

She crawls between my legs. She takes my cock into her small hands and bends to kiss it. Her warm tongue swirls around the head. Then she pushes her mouth down my shaft, swallowing it as much as she can. One hand cups my swollen balls as the other stokes my shaff. 

Her head is bobbing up and down. I hear and feel her moan as she suckles my throbbing cock. A guttural sound comes from deep in my lungs. I lean back and let her continue.

She presses all the way down to the root of my cock, her tongue caressed my balls as I am all the way down her throat. I can feel the muscles in the throat massage the head of my cock. I am about to lose it when she looks up and makes eye contact.

I can see the devotion in her eyes and it spears my soul. I lose myself down her throat. She strokes my throbbing cock as her mouth bobs on my shaft. She is sucking every last drop of my cum, keeping her eyes to mine. 

When she is sure that every drop is taken, she moves back to her presentation position. I am trying to catch my breath as she looks up and opens her mouth, sticking out her tongue. My cum fills her mouth and her tongue glistens with my seed.

"You may swallow lil one."

She smiles and swallows.

"Thank you SIr, you taste lovely."

I bend down and give her a kiss on the top of her head. I help her rise then we load up and head home. As we drive along the beach, I look to see her from time to time fingering her shells. This warms my heart. Her swaying breasts stirs my cock again.

I hear her whimper some as we are driving. I know that her behind is still very sore from her punishment and I hope that she is still thinking on its meaning. 

When we get to the house, I have her take in the bags while I put away all the gear. I am almost finished when I hear her scream. I turn and head towards the house when everything goes black. 

Chapter Two

I wake up in the yard. There's a large bump on my head and a dull ache there. I'm trying to remember what happened. When I do, I jump up and run into the house. I'm calling out for lil one, but she is no where to be found. Our bags are scattered on the floor of my bedroom.

Her shell leather is broken on the floor. I know what has happened and who is to blame. Her Master has taken lil one. He must have found out my team was looking into his past.

I make a call to my team. They inform me that in fact, her Master had been charged several time with assault and domestic violence. But that he has connections and they were all dropped.

I get into my truck and speed towards his home, hoping that I can get to her in time. Who knows what he will do to her. I'm supposed to be her protector, now I hope I'm not too late.

I speed towards his place. When I get near, I slow and find a place to park. I get out and move towards the house. I need to be careful not to be seen. I need to make sure lil one is secure before I take care of him. 

I see that there is a guard at the front of his place. I go around back and there is one there too. I stand at the corner of his home and throw a small stone and hit a tree. The guard moves to check it out. As he comes around the corner, I grab him from behind and wrap my arm around his throat. He flails away but the restriction of air to his lungs have him out in a few seconds. He's only passed out from the sleeper hold.

I use his radio and call the other guard to "come look at this." As he comes around I quickly secure him too. I drag both of them to my truck and lock them into the back with their hands and legs secured with zip ties. 

I move back to the house and go in the back door. I hear muffled screams and quickly move towards them. My heart is pounding and I hope that I'm not too late.

As I come to a door where the sounds are coming from, I softly open and peek in. Lil one is shackled to a metal choker, her arms and legs are spread and secured with shackles as well. She is on all fours, with her ass up in the air. 

Her Master has a cane and is whipping her upturned ass. There are stripes and cuts up and down her ass and thighs. He's yelling at her calling her names.

"You took my collar off you ungrateful whore!"

His cane comes down again and she screams in pain, striking her exposed labia. 

"How does your ass feel with that ginger cock inside you slut?"

She is crying, unable to answer him as he whips her ass again.

"I'll bet you remember this whipping for the rest of your life, if I allow you to live at all."

As he is about to bring the cane down again, I grab his wrist and spin him around. My fist meets his jaw. I hear a crack and he crumples to the ground. I give him a few more to the face before her whimpers bring me back to the present.

I let lil one know that its me. Then work to remove the ginger fashioned butt plug from her tender ass. I tell her to breath through the pain as I unseat it. She screams again. There is nothing I can do for her right now. I have to secure her safety.

I search in his pockets and find the key to her shackles. I remove her and hold her tightly. She can barely stand so I pick her up into my arms quickly carry her to my truck. After placing her there. I give her a blanket and water. Then I quickly remove the thugs from the back of my trunk.

I speed away as fast as I can. I notify my team that she is secure and for them to secure my house. I tell them we are going to the ranch and will be there until I know that she is safe. I tell them to contact me through e-mail. I remove the sims card from my phone and throw it out the window.

I put around 200 miles behind us before I stop a local motel and check us in. I get her inside and into bed. I tell her that I need to get some supplies to care for her. She grabs me and holds onto me, not wanting me to leave her.

I hold her tightly, stroking her hair. When her breathing slows. I tell her that she needs some salve for her wounds, and clothing. She is trembling but remains calm. Such a strong lil one. I promise to return quickly.

When I return, she is sleeping fitfully. She jumps when I try to remove her covers. I quickly take her back into my arms. When she is calmed, I instruct her to lay on her stomach. I apply triple antibiotic cream to her open wounds and arnica cream to the reddened areas of her skin. 

She whimpers as I touch those tender areas. I want to get some triple anti B ointment on her tender asshole so I put some on her finger and have her rub it in on the outside and make her put some inside as well. She is very tender but complies.

We eat and get some rest. In the morning we shower and are off to the ranch. I tell her that it is very secluded and there is no way anyone can find us, as the ranch is not listed in my name but in that of a company I am a silent partner to. I assure her we will be safe. 

When we get there, I take her in my arms and carry her to the master bedroom. I offer her something to drink before tucking her into bed. She tries to pull me in with her but I tell her that she needs rest. I have some work to do to make sure that we are never bothered by her old master again. 

Chapter Three

Its been about a week now. Lil one's wounds are healing nicely. I have had to threaten her to stay in the bed. I have been providing all of her care. She eats, drinks, and sleeps in my bed. I have been sleeping with her but have restricted myself to only cuddling.

Early one morning, I'm sitting on the front deck checking e-mails, when lil one arrears wearing one of my t-shirts. Even this way, no make-up, hair disheveled, and still looking sleepy, she is a beautifully radiant woman. 

She sleepily stumbles to me and crawls into my lap. I wrap my arms around her and hold her tightly. Her soft bottom against me, stirs my cock. She stays like this for a few minutes before speaking. 

"I've missed your cock Sir, Is there something I could do to earn it?"

If she only knew how much she's already earned. Lil one has taken over a piece of my heart. She's smoothed the scars left from the loss of my first sub, years ago. 

"How about some breakfast and we'll go from there."

She hugs my neck and pops up,bounding towards the kitchen. I give her a few minuted before I enter the house. The smell of bacon fills the house. I go to the bedroom and bring back a box and set it down on the dinner room table.

"It's almost ready Sir, would you like juice or milk?"

I sneak up behind her and take her in my arms.

"How is it that you can make that question sound sexual?"

I cup her sex and one of her breasts, "I want your juice and your milk lil one."

She giggles and swats my hands away. She uses a spatula to send me back to the table. When she's finished, she brings the food out. It is a wonderful omelet, toast, milk, and juice. I take a bite and tell her that its wonderful. I have to make her sit and eat as well.

After we finish and she's cleaned the kitchen, I have her remove my t-shirt, while I check her back. Her wounds have all but healed. Her bruising is gone and she no longer flinches when I touch her. Its all I can do to not take her there on the kitchen counter.

I bring her to the table and hand her the box. She opens it and finds her shell leather. During the time she was convalescing, I had repaired it. She hands it to me and allows me to put it on her.

She turns and runs her fingers on the shells. When she looks up at me, there's a tear in her eyes. I don't have to ask before she tells me that with all that her old Master had done to her before I rescued her, his removing her leather was the worst. 

I pull her to me while I'm still seated. My arms around her waist. Her fingers run through my hair. 

I stand, "lil one, this leather means something much more this time. This is a symbol of my commitment to you. I want you to be mine. My submissive. Is that something that you would want.?

She seems torn at first. She starts to move towards me then stops and falls to her knees. She moves gracefully into a presentation pose. She kneels there for a minute, easing her breaths.

She looks up and says, "Sir, this one would love nothing more than to serve you, and be your possession."

"Then rise and come to me."

She kneels up and almost jumps into my arms. I hold her for a long time before I ask her if she feel up to a tour of the ranch. She seems a little pouty but nods her head yes.

I take her hand and we head out to the barn. I tell her that I own about 40,000 acres of rolling mountains, creeks, caves, and even a lake. I tell her there is no one around for miles and miles, except for the hands that work the ranch.

When we get to the barn, two horses are already saddled and ready for us. She smiles and jumps like a child. She tells me she used to ride as a kid but not in many years. We head out and our tour begins.

Lil one looks a natural on a horse. Of course today she looks like Lady Godiva. Her breasts gently sway to the movement of the horse beneath her. I take her to most of my favorite places, but we end up beneath a large shade tree by the lake.

I tie the horses and lift her from her steed. She slides down into my arms and our mouths meet. My tongue claims her as I push my way inside. She wraps her legs around my waist. I feel the heat coming from her core. My cock twitches to take her as mine.

I set her down and pull a blanket from my saddle bag and lay it out. I take her hand and pull her down with me. She moves to my cock and takes the head into her mouth. The warmth of her lips is a welcome feeling after all these weeks. I enjoy her bobbing up and down on my cock but lift her off and roll her over. 

I move down between her legs. She spreads them wide, offering herself to me. I kiss softly down her thigh until I reach her splayed lips. They are already moist. I take one into my mouth and gently bite. Then suck the other one into my mouth. I hear her groan as I move to her clitty.

I nip at it, then softly flick my tongue over it. I dip my tongue between her folds and press into her open pussy. She tastes so sweet and tangy. I reach up and tweak her nipple. I feel a small gush of fluids rush to my tongue. I offer two fingers to her wet lips. She sucks them in and laves them with her tongue.

I bring my fingers down and press them into her wet and open pussy, as my tongue returns to her engorged nub. My fingers move in and out slowly. I open my mouth and huff warm air on her clit. Then I lick the bud before pursing my lips and blowing cool air across it. I repeat this over and over, teasing her deliciously. 

I feel her channel tighten in her response. She starts begging for me to take her. That's all the encouragement I need to kneel between her legs and enter her with one swift stroke. I hear an audible gasp as she is suddenly filled. My movements are steady but slow. Her hips curl and rise to meet mine.

I bend and take one of her erect nipples in my mouth. I luxuriate her bud as my cock drives into her core. The wet sounds of her pussy tell me that she's near to her climax. I stop and flip her over on all fours. She puts her head down on the blanket and arches her back. She is presenting herself to me. I rub my hard cock at her entrance before seating myself fully into her channel.

A big gasp of air escapes her lips. It's matched only by my deep guttural growl. My hands take each of her cheeks and squeeze them, spreading her for me. This allows me to go deeper. I pick up my pace, as my cock slips wetly into her. 

I reach for her arms and pull them back. This lifts her head off the blanket. I pull her body back with each thrust. Her breasts rock back and forth. I feel her channel squeeze my shaft as my balls slap her engorged clit with each thrust. 

When she asks for permission to cum. I grant it and let go her arms. I slap her ass as she breaks over the edge and is lost in the throes of her orgasm. Her arms stay on her back as she continues to push back against me. Her spasms squeeze my throbbing cock. I can't hold out any longer and release deep within her. 

We both fall forward onto the blanket. I stay for a bit then roll off her. We catch our breaths before she moves into the crook of my arm, throwing a leg over mine. My hand pulls her head to my chest. We are both lost in the aftershock of our love making. 

After a long rest, we both take a dip in the lake to cool our bodies. I take her again there. We spend the afternoon swimming and making love many times over. It seems that neither of us can get enough after our long wait.

When both of our hunger for food becomes more than our hunger for each other, we remount the horses and ride back to the barn. We spend the evening on the deck watching the deer feed in the pasture below us. I tell her that we will be staying here for a while longer. And that team is almost finished with their research into how we can put her old Master away for good.

To be continued...



Lil One Ch. 04



Chapter One

We have been at the ranch for about two weeks. We've stayed here because we were trying to stay away from lil one's old Master. She had finally told me that he had been very cruel to her and abused her in every way. When I tried to find out more about him, he kidnapped her and was probably going to kill her. 

We have been convalescing while her wounds had been healing. I had taken her as my submissive but we have been only having vanilla sex since we've been here. Its not that I didn't want to, it's just that I didn't feel that lil one was ready yet.

She had fallen into a nice routine. She would clean and take care of the domestic chores, while we both shared meal preparations. We both had time to ourselves, but most of our time was spent together. She really enjoyed riding horses again, so much of her free time was spent doing that.

I was really enjoying watching her get stronger and happier everyday. She seem to have boundless energy, almost childlike. Her excitement for things had no boundaries, and her quest for new things was limitless.

On morning, lil one came to me after breakfast. She dropped down to her knees and asked why I never used her or continued her training as a pain slut. I told her I wasn't sure she was ready. I didn't mention that it was I who wasn't ready. 

I had thought several times about initiating pain play back into her routine, but after seeing her restrained and being caned by her old Master, I just couldn't make myself follow through. 

So I have asked a long time friend of mine to come for a visit. If it worked out. she would be staying for an extended time. It would be as much for lil one as it would be for me.

So when she presented herself that morning, I informed her that someone was coming to visit. And that she would be working with her on her training. I explained that Ms. Jill was a long time friend and well versed in pain play. She was strict, demanding, and would test her in every way.

Lil one seemed very happy about this, but asked if I would still be part of her training. I told her that I would be, but not at first. There would be some time set aside for her to get use to Ms. Jill's training.

I ran my fingers through her hair. She nuzzled my thigh. The stirring of my cock told me that I had missed using her body. I could see where she had been missing being used as well. So I let her service my cock. As many times as she had pleasured me with her mouth, this time, I felt it to my core. She asked permission to cum twice with my shaft in her mouth. We, or rather I, needed to get past my fears.

Jill arrived two days later. I had lil one greet her in a proper fashion. She was in a standard presentation position. She was on her knees with legs spread (displaying her sex), back arched (enhancing her breasts), hands behind with her left hand supporting her right, and eyes down. I could tell she was excited at the thought of being used.

I answered the door and escorted Jill inside. We went to the great room where lil one was. She was in the center of the room awaiting us. Jill and I both took a seat and got caught up on what had been going on in our lives since the last time we had seen each other.

To this point, Jill had never acknowledged lil one, and to her credit, lil one never wavered in her presentation. She held her pose with her eyes down. Displaying her breasts, and her pussy. The fact that her juices were dripping down her thighs was a testament to her readiness for play.

Finally Jill stood up and began circling lil one. She admired her skin, cupped her breasts and let them fall, swaying to a stop. She gave her ass a few smacks to test their ability to color. I let her take control.

"What's your name slut?"

"My name is Candy Ma'am but Master calls me lil one."

Jill stops in front of her, "I will call you slut until you prove worthy of any name."

"Yes Ma'am. I look forward to proving my worth to you Ma'am."

"Stand slut."

Lil one gracefully stood and presented herself as she had been trained. Her legs spread about shoulder width apart, hands behind her head with fingers interlocked and her eyes down.

Jill moved around her body, checking on her marks, and wounds. She noted that all of her wounds were healed well. There were no current marks. When she got back around to her front, she lifted one of the shells on lil one's leather. 

"What are these slut?"

"They're my Master's symbol of ownership Ma'am."

"I do say that you make them look becoming, but I will have you in a collar for your training."

"Yes Ma'am."

Jill starts walking around her again, running her hands on her smooth skin. Lil one's nipples begin to crinkle with excitement. Her breathing was becoming more ragged. Jill dipped her hand to her ass and gave them a squeeze. A gasp escaped her lips.

"You like being used don't you slut?"

"Yes Ma'am."

Jill reached from behind and cupped lil one's breasts. Her more that a handful tits were squeezed hard. Jill gave no quarter, pulling her nipples, twisting them severely. Lil one bit her bottom lip but did not shy away from Jill's ministrations. 

"I'll bet that you've been able to get your way with most Doms with these lovely tits, haven't you slut?"

"No Ma'am."

Jill slapped her breasts hard, sending them swaying. "I think differently slut. You had them eating out of your hand, just so they could play with them. Isn't that right slut?"

"No Ma'am. I'm a good slave. I only want to please him."

Twisting her nipples, "well, we'll see about that won't me slut?"

"Yes Ma'am," gasping.

Jill moves over to her chair and sits. She raises her skirt and reveals her silk panties. She rubs her folds through the fabric, watching lil one as she does. 

"Come here slut and get to know your Mistress's pussy."

"Yes Mistress."

Lil one bends down and kneels between Jill's thighs.

"Stop. You will begin at my boots slut. You have to earn the taste of my pussy."

"Yes Ma'am."

I have to say, I was a little turned on by seeing Jill take charge of lil one. Most of my fears have been assuaged but I'm still not ready to participate.

Lil one starts to kiss Jill's boot, licking up the sides. Jill is still playing with herself through her panties. Lil one moves to the other boot and licks and kisses it. When she gets to the top of boot, Jill grabs her hair and brings her between her legs.

"Smell my pussy slut. Do you smell my arousal?"

"Yes Ma'am, you smell wonderful."

"Would you like to taste your Mistress?"

"Oh yes Ma'am, very much."

Jill pushes her away and stands. She reaches under her skirt and slips her panties off. She goes to lil one, who is now kneeling up.

"Open slut."

Lil one opens her mouth obediently. Jill stuffs her wet panties into lil one's mouth and pats her on the head.

"Take those panties and suck all of my juices out of them like a good little slut. Are you happy now?"

Lil one nods. I can tell that she is not as pleased as she thought she would be. I like that Jill is pushing her buttons. I can see the frustration beginning to show. But deep down I know that lil one will persevere because of her never ending desire to please. 

"Go and tend to my bags slut, make sure that you put all of my clothes and toyds away properly. I will be up shortly, be ready for your first lesson."

With that lil one nods her head, and pops up and scurries off as ordered.

Jill and I discuss in more detail about what had happened in the past few months. I explained that lil one's old Master had been abusing her, often letting other men abuse her as well.

Jill asked why I couldn't continue her training, and I told her that I had witnessed her old Master beating her unmercifully with a cane while she had a butt plug made of ginger in her ass. Even telling her now, I cringed inside. This is not what our lifestyle is all about.

Jill has often given me shit about my not taking in another submissive after my first passed away from cancer. She knew me well. She told me that she felt that I was one that needed the training not lil one. 

"She's an eager to please lil slut. I bet she can suck your cock all day and never complain."

"Well, you're right about that, but she seems bent on being used as a pain slut, and you're the only one I trust right now to take her there."

"I guess you'll eventually join in?"

"I will when it feels right. Until then you have carte blanche, for her, as well as, for me."

She stands and we kiss.

"Then I'd better get to work," she says with an evil smile.

Chapter Two

(Lil One's POV)

I was able to get all of Mistress's clothes and toys put away. She really has some very sexy things. She had one large bag full of just toys and equipment for training. I can't wait for her to use them on me. I feel that I need this, as I haven't been much use to Master since he rescued me.

My mouth is watering from her panties in my mouth. I have never really been around many women, so this is something very different for me. But I am excited and look forward to being able to prove myself to Mistress and to Master. 

I am kneeling in the presentation position when Mistress comes into her room. My nipples are pebbled and juices are flowing in anticipation of her training.

She moves around me again, inspecting my posture. She touches me as she goes around. He hands are soft, but her long elegant fingernails tickle my skin. She reaches in and retrieves her panties from my mouth. 

"So tell me about yourself slut. How long have you been in the lifestyle, what kinds of training have you had, what are your limits?"

"Yes Ma'am, I have been a submissive for three years, although I think I have been since as far back as I can remember. I used to daydream about it as a little girl. I have primarily been a pleasure slave but my last Master...used me as a pain slave..." 

"I came to Master for training and he ended up saving me from my old Master, as he was abusing me. My limits are no cutting, permanent marks...or blood."

"Very good. Do you have a safe word?"

"Yes Ma'am, its yellow for when I'm getting overwhelmed and I need a break. Red for when I need to stop."

"Very well. I understand that you have been abused in the past. I will not, nor your Master be abusing you in any way. We will challenge you and test your limits. Is that understood slut?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Then I will offer you this training collar. It is a symbol of our relationship, me as your Mistress and you as my submissive. Do you accept all that it entails?"

"Yes Mistress, I humbly accept your collar."

She fastens the collar then clips a leash into the O-ring and leads me to the training room. It is across the hall from her bedroom. I crawl on my hands and knees behind her. I have some difficulty keeping up, as she tugs harshly on the leash.

Mistress leads me to large padded table. She has me lay atop it, while she fastens my cuffs to the corners. I am spread eagle in tight restraints. She runs her fingernails down my body. My pussy drips in anticipation.

She teases down my thighs, to my feet. I struggle as I am ticklish. She slaps my inner thigh and this brings me back to focus. Her hand moves up between my thighs. Inching towards my open sex. I can feel that my labia is splayed wide, needing to be touched. 

She moves her hand past my pussy and onto my stomach. Again her nails scrape along my hip bone and up the sides of my breast. I try not to moan but a small gasp escapes. She circles all around my hard and aching nipples but not touching them. I'm in real trouble here. She knows how my body works, and is using it against me.

Just when she has me on edge, she stops and moves away from me. Because I'm restrained so tight, I can't turn my head and see where she's gone. I wait patiently until I hear the clicking of her heels.

She comes to my side and is holding a large lit candle. I seen this before but never felt it.

"What are your safe words slut?"

"Yellow for slow, red for stop Ma'am."

"Very good."

With that she dips the candle over my belly, and hot wax trickles down and land on my skin. It is hot at first but quickly cools and becomes hard on my skin. She moves the candle and deposits more along my thighs.

She trails it up towards my open sex but stops just short. My legs are trembling, not with fear, but with excitement. My body is begging to be used. The candle comes up to my breasts. She pours some on the tops of them. It burns on my tender flesh but feels wonderful.

My hard nipples are next. The hot wax sears them, causing them to peak even harder. They are aching with need. 

"What do you say slut?"

"Thank you Mistress"

"Very good. Are you ready for some on that slutty pussy?"

"OH yes Ma'am, please."

"Such a slutty response."

She pours the wax slowly and it trickles on my vulva, then onto my wet and open labia. The pain is intense but I feel my pussy juice flooding.

Mistress used her nails to flick off the dried wax, then coated my lips again, this time she hit my clitoris. I thought I was going to lose my mind. The pain was so intense, but oh did it morph into pure pleasure.

"Mistress, may your slut cum please."

"Most certainly not. You will never cum before your Mistress."

With that she brought her hand down onto my engorged clit. She slapped my open sex several times. While it did hurt, it only heightened my arousal.

Mistress continued to cover my body with wax. It was an intense sensation. When she was finished with me, she took a long riding crop and used it to whip the dried wax from my body. 

By the time she was finished, I was a white hot ball of molten lava. My entire body was singing to her ministrations. I wanted so badly to cum. I've begged several times, but she doesn't even respond to my questions. 

I've thought about safe wording but realize that its just me being needy. So I refocus and let Mistress take me where she wants to go. She unhooks me from the table, still touching my body at all times. Her touch has become a comfort to me.

"Kneel slut."

"Yes Ma'am. thank you Mistress."

She clips the leash back into my collar. We end up back in her bedroom. Where she has me run a bath for her. When she's finished, I dry her off and dress her for sleeping. 

When she sits on the edge of the bed, she pulls me between her thighs and has me service her. This is something I have been thinking about since she arrived. I also know that maybe I will be allowed to cum after she is satisfied.

I want to take my time and really show Mistress how much I appreciate her training, but she has other ideas. She grabs me by the hair and forces my face into her wet pussy. I have a hard time licking her. She grinds on my face.

Finally she eases a bit and I am able to use my mouth to please her. I found that she likes to have her clit sucked hard while I use two fingers inside her. Her G-spot is very sensitive and I'm able to give her several orgasms. My face is soaked with her juices. After she is done, she wipes her wet juices off with my hair.

When she is finished with me, she tells me that I will be sleeping at the foot of her bed tonight. I have been sleeping with Master since I've been here. I assume that I will not be cumming tonight. I crawl to the foot of her bed and try and make comfortable. She smell of her juices make me ache to cum. Its going to be a long night. 

Chapter Three

I slept fitfully last night because I was still very horny. Mistress woke me early to service her pussy again. Then she sent me to Master's room to service his cock. Then I was to meet Mistress in the play room across the hall from her bedroom.

When I arrived, Mistress was dressed from head to toe in vinyl. She had me put on a leather hood with holes for the eyes and mouth. She strapped me to what looked like a pommel horse from gymnastics. 

I was made to straddle it, with my arms and legs cuffed to the legs. My head and ass hung off each end. Mistress asked for my safe words and I told her yellow and red. 

Mistress began slapping me with a crop. She started on my legs and worked up. At first they were fairly soft but they grew in intensity. She did place a few very hard slaps on the sides of my hanging breasts. I was whimpering through it the whole time. 

Mistress pressed the crop against my open sex. I was trying to push back against the crop when she started slapping my ass again. My whole body was singing to her ministrations. My legs were shaking with the rush of endorphins.

Mistress placed heavy clamps on each of my hard nipples. Then she attached weights to each clamp. Then she took a heavy flogger and lashed my back. She started slow and warmed my skin up. Then she started hitting me harder. I asked to cum twice but was not allowed. 

Mistress let me cool down some then came around to my head and had a very large black strapon. She forced me to suck the phallus. Mistress was merciless. She told me to wet her cock because she was going to fuck me until I begged her to stop. 

She then moved behind me and enter my sopping wet pussy. She strokes were deep and ruthless. She slapped my ass until it was burning hot. Then she came back around to my mouth and had me clean my "slut juices" off her cock. 

This happened several times. My nipples were sore from the weighted clamps. Each time she was fucking me, they would pull because my breasts were swaying from the pounding she was giving me. I was so overwhelmed. My niples and pussy was on fire. Mistress still was not allowing me to cum.

When she was finished, she left the strapon embedded in my pussy. She called Master into the room. She uncuffed me and told me to get down. I had to hold the strapon in my pussy without letting it fall out. It was very difficult because I was so wet. My kegels were so tired.

I fell to my knees before Master. I was told to beg to service his cock. Master dick was throbbing from seeing me this way. He put his hand on the top of my leather hood and guided his fat cock into my mouth hole. I slurped and suck his cock like my life was counting on it.

He didn't last long because he had not had much play time with me since Mistress arrived. He came down my throat. It felt like gallons of cum. I swallowed and swallowed but still had some run down my face and onto my breasts. Mistress rub it all over my breasts and told me that I would wear it the rest of the day.

When all this was through, the strapon slipped out of wet pussy. Mistress had me pick it up with my mouth. Then she strapped my worthless ass 20 times with a big leather strap. Even with all of the punishment, my pussy and clit were throbbing. Mistress still forbid me to cum. I knelt in the corner of the great room for the rest of the day.

When it was time for bed, I service Mistress's pussy again and was told to sleep at the foot of her bed. My body was racked with pain. My needy cunt was so close to cumming all day. I didn't think I would be able to sleep again tonight. Mistress told me to plan for much of the same tomorrow.

To be continued...



Lil One Ch. 05



Chapter One

Mistress has been putting me through my paces for the past week. She has come to the ranch to help Master and myself get through my training to become a pain slut. Master has been around but part of the training yet. Mistress has told me to be patient, that he would participate soon.

I am still sleeping at the foot of Mistress's bed. I wake to service her every morning. I have been allowed to cum, but only when I am being flogged or some sort of pain is being inflicted on me. This has caused my body to respond to pain in a different way. I now yearn for it, and just the thought of submitting to her ministrations causes my body to heat up and beg for release.

Mistress Jill has decided that I will be used today in a special way. She leads me to the stables. I think that we will be riding horses but we stop before we get to the stalls.

I am wearing only my shell leather that Master has given me and Mistress's training collar. I have not worn clothes in several months. I don't mind that at all. I am here to serve my Master and Mistress, so I must keep myself available for their use. 

Mistress stops me at a railing. She has me bend and lay across it. My arms are strapped along the rail. My legs are spread and secured to either post. This has my sex splayed on one side of the rail and my head and breasts on the other.

Mistress then places clamps on both of my nipples and attaches weights. Then she pushes a large butt plug in my ass. She starts warming my back and ass up with some light flogging. This gets my pussy to wet. 

She works my breasts with a riding crop. The motion of my breasts swaying causes the weights to pull very hard on my nipples. I asked for release almost immediately but I'm told to hold that thought.

Mistress then writes something on my reddened ass cheeks and across my forehead. She steps back and looks at my display.

She tells me that she has marked me with "free cocksucker" on my forehead, and "please fuck me" on my ass. She tells me that I am allowed to cum as often as i want for the rest of the day. She will be nearby and will check on me frequently. She tells me that I'm not allowed to talk, except to thank anyone that uses me.

I'm so wet that my juices are already flowing down my thighs and my saliva is moistening my mouth. Any movement sends a jolt of electricity from my nipples to my core.

I'm not here long when one of the ranch hands comes by. Its Raul, I've met him once when he was getting our horses ready for a ride. He asks me if I'm OK. I just nod, as I'm not allowed to speak.

He looks around after reading my marks. Then he opens his fly and inserts his cock into my mouth. I take it readily and begin to suck his nice sized cock. His hands are on my head as he fucks my face. The feeling of being used for my Mistress and Master's pleasure consumes me.

Raul is enjoying me but stops to move around behind me. He feels my open pussy with his fingers and tells me that I am soaking wet. He nudges my sopping pussy with his hard dick. Then pushes into me with ease. My wet folds split to allow him in. His strokes are easy, taking his time. I try to push back and encourage his pace but the weights pull and cause me pain. 

He pulls all the way out of me, then slowly enters me again. Each time he does that, I get a rush of pleasure. He grabs my hips hard, spanking them. This keeps my ass red but he increases his pace. Each time coming all the way out of me then plunging back in deep.

I cum with a rush of endorphins. Raul feels my pussy pulsing, milking his cock. This it too much for him, he pulls out and erupts on my back and ass. His hot sticky seed burns my skin like molten lava. He rubs his semi-hard shaft on my ass. He give me a few more slaps before moving on to his work. I thank him for his use.

I'm left writhing for a little while. But he must have passed the word, as other hands start showing up. Before long, there is a small line of men for me to service, and I am taking cock from both ends before long. They take what they want and move on. I thank each one of them as they leave. Each leaving their cum all over my body.

My nipples are raw from the constant pulling from the weights. I wish I could have one of them remove them but I'm not allowed to talk to them. 

Mistress shows up to check on me. She tells me that she's pleased that I have been of some use around here. She asks me if I would like the clamps removed and I thank her. She unclips them and a rush of pain comes when the blood returns to them. I cum again from this.

The evidence of my orgasms is leaking down my legs. Its wetting the dirt of the stable floor. Mistress says that the men's pleasure is evident from the amount of cum covering my body. She says that I look like a real pain whore. This cause me to cum again.

She wipes some of the men's cum up and offers it to me. I gladly lap it up off of her fingers. I suck them clean. She moves in front and presents her wet pussy. I gladly like her juices clean too. When her juices are all over my face, she wipes herself clean with my hair.

Before she leaves me again, she places a blindfold over my eyes. This she says, will heighten my senses even more. I hear her walk away again.

I'm hanging here for what seemed like an hour before another group of men come use me. I thank them all. My body receives another coating of cum. My orgasms are still strong, but I feel raw and on edge.

Chapter Two

Finally, someone comes by. He were very quiet. I felt a calloused hand on my back, rubbing the copious amounts of cum into my skin. It was a gentle touch, one that calmed me. He cupped my hanging breasts, teasing the nipples between his finger and thumb.

He squeezed my breasts, causing my to moan. Then he slapped them, sending them flying. He then went around back and gave my ass a good wallop or two. He was working me towards another orgasm. I wiggled my ass, asking for more. He provided that, when he slapped back and forth between my two cheeks. 

They were stinging slaps. I could feel the heat rising to my ass and to my core. He held my body in check, like he knew how much I needed to cum. He kept me the edge, silently begging for release.

Finally, he came around front and nudged my mouth with his cock. I quickly opened up and took the full length of his shaft. I recognized it immediately as Master's cock. I laved on his bulbous head and revelled in servicing him. We have had very little contact during my training and I have missed him dearly.

He worked my mouth without restraint. I was nearing my release, as he shafted my willing mouth. When he reached down and grabbed my swaying breasts, I let loose an orgasm that was so intense that I forgot my name or where I was. I moaned and then screamed his name around his swollen cock.

He let me come down slowly from my orgasm as he worked his shaft slowing in and out of my mouth. When I had caught my breath, he slipped it out and went around back of me.

His cock, still wet from my saliva, bumped against the plug in my ass. I wanted him to take me there, to claim me in the most feral of ways. But when he pressed against my open and weeping labia, I eagerly pushed back against him. 

He grasp my red ass cheeks and drove himself home, seating his huge throbbing cock to the depths of my core. His hands grip me hard as he worked his cock in and out of channel. I could hear his grunts and groans as he sped towards his release. If my body had not been restrained to the fence, I would have collapsed. His fierce taking of me had me falling again.

As my pussy clenched his shaft, he lost himself in my writhings. His hot cum spurting into the very depths of my core. Sending me over yet again. I tried to focus on my kegels, trying to milk every last drop of his seed. I felt him spasm again, heard him groan, as my pussy squeeze his shaft. 

He stayed there for what felt like an hour, until his cock slipped from my channel. Our cum gushed out and dribbled down my thighs. He stepped back. I was at a lost for words, I couldn't speak. The orgasms had my head swirling. When he came back around to my face, I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue. I knew what he wanted and what I wanted. 

I wanted to clean his cock like a good little cum whore. When he pressed it into my mouth I lovingly accepted it. I moaned on his slick cock and laved it with all my heart. I wanted him to know I was his. His submissive. His cum whore. His pleasure slave. His pain slut. 

Mistress must have been watching, because not long after Master left she was there. She removed my restraints and helped me down. She attached a leash and led me to around back of the stables.

She got me up onto a bench table and connected my leash to an O-ring. She took a hose from the stable and sprayed me down with cool water. At first the water was soothing but quickly it got very cold and my nipples were contracting.

She had a bucket of sudsy water and began scrubbing me down with a hard bristle brush. The bristles scratched and scraped my tender skin. She took her time and fully cleaned my body. My tender nipples and well used pussy were the hardest to take. As much as she treated me like some filly that just came back from a hard ride, her care was tender. I felt loved.

She left me to air dry. Some of the hands passed by, all of them smiling. I wondered which ones of them had taken me. I arched my back, proud of my handling of them. i had served my Mistress and Master well.

When I had dried out, Mistress came and led me back to her room. I serviced her and thanked her for her use. Then she had me lie down and take a nap. She told me that I would be presented to my Master this evening as his trained pain slut. I was so excited that I could hardly sleep.

Chapter Three

When Mistress came to get me, I had already showered and removed all body hair. I had prepped my skin with moisturizing lotion. My hair was pulled into a ponytail. I was wearing my shell leather from Master and Mistress's training collar.

She clip a leash on my collar and led me down to the great room. She had me kneel in my presentation position. My knees spread wide, presenting my sex. My arms behind my back interlaced, with my back arched, presenting my breasts, and my head down submissively.

Mistress was sitting on one of the lush couches. Master arrived a few minutes later. I dared a small look. He was dressed in leather pants, boots, and an open white linen shirt. He always looked good enough to eat, but this was something special.

He sat down in front of me. I could feel his eyes burn into me. I made sure that I maintained my posture. It was difficult as my body was trembling with anticipation. This was to be a test of my training and whether he could be the instrument of pain for me. It was a big moment.

Mistress talked to Master about my training. She told him that I had done everything that had been asked of me without hesitation. She felt like I was ready for him to pick up the training. My pussy was leaking down my legs just thinking about Master training me again.

Master stood, he walked around me, inspecting my various bruises and cane marks that I had received over the past few weeks. His hands roamed my flesh. I had gooseflesh from his touch. My nipples hardened and my sex was open and waiting for his ministrations.

Master then clipped his leash into my collar.

"Come Lil one, I have things that need to be done to you."

"MMMmmm, yes Sir" I got to my feet gracefully and followed him to the training room. Mistress followed as well.

When we got there, a St. Andrew's cross was waiting. I was placed face forward. I was cuffed to the four farthest O-rings. Master ran his hands down my back and thighs. He gave me several good slaps with his hands on my waiting ass. 

Next he brought a light flogger and began warming my back and thighs up. I felt open to his lash. My body was warm and the juices from my pussy were leaking down my thighs. My head fell back as the lashes licked my wanton body.

Master choose two heavy leather floggers next. First he flicked one up between my legs. The heavy thud hitting my splayed labia made me hitch my breath. I calmed my breathing, waiting for more. When Master began flogging my back, the endorphins were flowing.

He alternated the floggers, hitting different parts of my back and ass. After several rounds of this he stopped and ran his hand down the tender flesh. This let me catch my breath and heart rate. Then he stepped back and flogged my pussy again. Because my clit was now engorged, the leathers stuck my little bud, sending me to the edge.

"Master, may you slut cum Sir?"

"You may cum as often as you want Lil one."

With his words, I broke over the ledge. He strikes increased to my splayed sex, wetting his leathers. Then he struck my ass and back until I was awash with another orgasm. My legs began to shake, as the floggers found their mark over and over again. I was on fire, but this only caused me more pleasure.

Master stopped for a moment and picked up a rattan cane. He brought it to my lips and told me to kiss the next instrument of pain. I lovingly kissed his cane. He stepped back and placed it against my trembling ass.

"Lil one, I want you to count out your licks."

With that he brought the cane back and then down on my ass.

"One Sir." My legs were trembling again, not from pain but from pleasure.

"Where's your manners Lil one?"

"Thank you SIr."

"We'll begin again," bringing down his cane again just a few inches higher.

(Swish)

"One, thank you Sir."

"Much better."

(Swish)

"Two, thank you Sir."

(Swish)

"AHhh Three, thank you Sir."

(Swish)

"MMmmm Four, thank you Sir."

(Swish)

With the cane hitting right near my pussy, I came with the most intense orgasm I've ever had. 

"OOOhhhhh God... Five, thank you Sir."

Master stopped and felt my tender flesh, soothing me with his touch. The evidence of my pleasure was running all the way down my legs. My body was in a constant state of orgasm. Master let me calm before unclipping me and turning me around, facing forward.

He picked up a riding crop and began to tease my front. His crop came down on the upper part of my breasts. Mostly just a warm up. Then is got more intense. Master slapped the side of my breasts. They stung and had me trying to move to avoid them. My breasts were swaying back and forth.

He slapped my belly, then down my thighs. I could feel me getting closer to another orgasm. When he went back to my breasts, I lost it. Wave after wave of spasms racked my body. Master brought the crop down on my erect nipples and it sent more spasms through my core.

My legs were shaking and I could barely remain upright. The cuffs attached to the cross held me firm. Master teased my clit by rubbing the crop against it. I pushed my hips forward and stuck my sex out, begging him to hit me. He just kept rubbing the crop against my sex.

When he finally hit my engorged and sensitive clitty, I exploded again. The orgasm was so powerful that I passed out. The next thing I remember was coming to in Master's arms on the bed in his bedroom. He was holding me in his lap, stroking my body with a wet wash cloth. I had a blanket around me to keep me warm. He had put Arnica cream to keep my from bruising too much.

I could barely talk to tell him I was alright. My bones felt like rubber. Master said I went into subspace. I had never done that before. I felt so wonderful and safe in his arms. I never wanted to leave.

Mistress said that her work here was done. I wanted to thank her but she left before Master would let me up. I wanted to tell her how much I appreciated what she did for Master and for me.

Epilogue

Master finally told me that my old Master had been arrested and convicted of racketeering, white slavery, and tax evasion. He would never bother us again. Master and I were able to move back to his home and live together. He and I had a ceremony where we were confirmed and a Master/slave couple with a collaring in front of friends and his family.