4 comments/ 13726 views/ 2 favorites Master Sami Ch. 01 By: Master_Sami_Leborski Chapter 1: Hooker's Ransom {Author's note: this chapter is slow and self indulgent, I have dreams of it becoming a chain story with multiple authors but only time will tell, Thank you} * MissyJo walks into the jail still unsure of what is happening. Sir Atlas and Riddick scowl at her but say nothing. Missy lowers her eyes and proceeds to the cells and follows the sound of a whip and a woman's sobs. She finally sees Sir Dunnagh mercilessly beating a naked blonde woman bound to a St. Andrews cross. "You will regret your crimes you stupid asswhore," the man bellows between beatings as the meek Missy approaches. She ventures a quick glance at the victim and sees a bruised and bleeding girl in her mid twenties gasping for air, her eyes hidden by a blindfold. Missy recognizes the poor thing as the house slave called "Hooker." Dunnagh uses his bare hand to slap the bound woman between the legs and Missy can hear the wetness as the slap reverberates around the room. "I think she is enjoying this, hahaha, don't you Missy?" Missy lowers her eyes and softly speaks, "Yes Sir," afraid to contradict him, "but she is to come with me Sir, according to this letter." She hands the paper to the brutal man who reads it quickly. A cloud passes over his face. "You received this from la Presidente?" Missy nods. Dunnagh coils his whip and looks sidelong at the one called hooker. "You have been spared the rest of my attention, but I imagine your fate will be just as bad." Then he turns to Missy and spits, "Take her..... quickly before I can appeal to Ma'am." Missy unlocks hooker's feet then her wrists and helps her down before attaching the leash to hooker's collar. She escorts the battered woman out of the jail as fast as her injuries will allow. "Missy, is that you?" hookers asks from under her blindfold. "Where are we going? What is happening?" "I don't know....now be quiet, that mouth of your has caused enough trouble," Missy whispers as she makes her way past Argent. "Please lick the cum off of my body!" Argent calls from the pillar where she is bound "Please use me!.....oh, hi Missy and hooker, how are you?.....oh, sorry, I need to get back to work......Won't someone clean me with their tongue?" MissyJo hurries past Argent amazed at the punishments that some endure. Hooker grasps her leash and tries to keep up as they move around the benches. Tara, Francois and joy stare at them but dare not ask the question. Once out of earshot Missy mutters through gritted teeth, "All I know is that my master gave me that letter and told me to take you to the shore....then he said goodbye in a very strange tone of voice. That is all that I know so don't ask again." "But....but," hooker starts to say but stops herself when Missy yanks on the chain and gives a sharp "Sshhhh," while they step on to the wooden dock between Glint and Nayeli. "Well, hooker," Ava's voice purrs, "looks like you got lucky." "Yeah, YT has already sold you. It must have been quite a sum of money," Jinx concurs. "I personally know some of the torture she had in mind for you....very costly." Missy offers the leash first to Jinx then Ava but both refuse. Ava smiles, "Oh, Missy you are not so lucky, the new owner wants her delivered to his ship offshore and you are to take her." Missy's mouth drops open, "But I can't, I have to...uh...." Just then a small boat reaches the dock piloted by a hooded figure. Jinx and Ava offer greetings in unison, "Hello Sir." "I am no Sir, Miss Ava and Miss Jinx," a gravelly female voice answers from the hood "merely the currier for my Master's property and it's escort. The light is fading we must hurry." The hag motions the two women into the vessel from under the cloak. Missy removes the blindfold from hooker and takes her closer. "Surely I don't need to go, with all respect." Ava shakes her head, "No Missy, you must retrieve the rest of the payment and bring it back....that was part of the deal, Cash on delivery and Master Fen volunteered you." Jinx shoves Hooker and Missy into the boat and they pull away from the dock before another word. Missy turns to watch the two figures on land wave in a mocking manner, laughing before turning to go enjoy some unspeakable lesbian debauchery. Hooker collapses onto a seat and heaves a sigh as Missy crosses her arms and pouts. She is no fool and realizes that something is not right. The small craft crosses into the rougher deeper water and a soft woman's voice ventures a question "Are they gone? Can they still see us?" Hooker opens one blackened eye and looks questioningly at Missy who only returns the confused glance. "Ava and Jinx, are they gone?" the hooded woman prods in a more natural younger voice. "Uh, yes, they aren't watching," Missy offers. "Good," the word trails off in a seductive manner "My Master.....Master Sami will be pleased to see you both." "Laura! Is that you?" hooker asks loudly enough that her ribs ache. Laura flips back the hood and giggles before returning to her disguised voice "Yes, it is I, Laura Demonista, my Master's currier!" Hooker smiles and feels more wetness between her thighs at the thought of her favorite master. Missy snaps her head around unsure of her feelings, wanting to see her friend but wanting to go home soon. The small craft pulls along side the large modern yacht, Laura ties the smaller boat to it and points to the ladder. "Missy, you can go right up while I help hooker into the rescue rope that will haul her to the deck." Missy climbs the ladder and looks around to see the name "PARADISE" stenciled on the back of the ship. She had never seen a vessel this large or opulent. She climbs onto the deck and brushes her black hair from her face. Laura hurries behind and turns on the device that brings the injured woman onboard as hooker calls the whole way, "I am fine. I can still walk you know." "Master Sami was very specific that you were to be babied hooker, so don't fight it," Laura says and moves hooker into a wheel chair. "Now to the dinning room, dinner should be ready by now." Laura pushes hooker and Laura follows down a narrow hallway that eventually emerges onto the front of the ship where an elegant table is set and Master Sami is seated sipping on his glass of scotch. He smiles and says, "Welcome, it is so good to see all of you, please have a seat, I have prepared dinner for us." He turns to see the sunset, "ah, perfect timing." Laura wheels hooker to her plate, indicates Missy to her seat before taking her own. Sami raises his glass. "A toast, to Laura, my first slave and to hooker, my newest slave." All four raise their glasses and drink, each woman wondering how he knew their favorite wine before realizing that each had a different meal in front of them made to their own preference. Hooker and Missy begin talking excitedly interrupting one another with questions. Sami smiles broadly and motions for them to settle down. "Now, go ahead and eat, I will try to explain as quickly as I can. It seems that Pandora has returned and brought with her what was left of my fortune, this magnificent ship and a few million Lindens, a small fraction of what was once a great empire. I was prepared to go retrieve the rest when I heard of hooker's little prank and YT's intention to sell her. The asking price was even more than I could afford so we struck a deal. It seems that it is easier for her to maintain power if the population is united against a common enemy. So in return for hooker's collar I am to remain here, just out of reach of her weapons, the ever present threat, despised by all for inciting rebellion amongst the slaves. Seditious graffiti barring my name will continue to appear and stories of my anti-government activity will abound....all lies of course." Missy puts down her fork "Oh, Sami, but I couldn't just sit by and let them say such things about you!" Sami smiles "No, you could not my sweet Missy, and that is part of the reason why you are my collateral," he laughs. "I am afraid you will not be returning anytime soon. One day Master Fen may mount a heroic assault and rescue you by force if the populous need to be reminded of my threat, but until then you will be my guest here." Missy freezes, unable to comprehend and looks intent. "In short, you will also be mine Missy." Sami leans back with an arm over the back of his chair, "And thus, I have all that I desire, YT has agreed to send over supplies and the occasional 'visitor' which we may all enjoy. So I welcome you all to my Paradise." Laura smiles and boasts, "My master is very smart." Hooker cries a little and says "You did all this for me?" "Be very clear, all of you," Sami gets serious, "I did this for ME, and if any of you cross me I still have enough power to hunt you down bring you back here and abuse you for my pleasure instead of the gentle treatment you have come to know from me." Sami returns to his less intense demeanor and looks around. "Well, it seems we are all finished with our meal, Laura show the girls to their cabins and meet me in my room." Twenty minutes later Laura slips into her Master's room. Sami looks up from the book he is ready and says in an even voice. "You did well today my dirty little cunt." The tingle in her stomach starts as she casts her eyes down, "Thank you sir." Sami removes his reading glasses and commands, "Strip." Laura unlocks the clasp on her clothing and exposes her breasts. Sami looks on her with pleasure as she winds the rest of the cloth to reveal her torso, then hips and legs. The clothing gathers in a heap around her ankles before she steps forth nude. Sami stands and approaches her, a thing a beauty, a living statue that he reaches out to touch. Her skin soft and supple under his fingertips feels like silk. "May your whore undress you sir and prepare you for sleep?" Laura asks. He nods and lifts her chin to look into her eyes while her hands remove his shirt. She fold the shirt neatly and lays it on a nearby chair before kneeling and removing his pants. "Sir has a very appealing cock," she says at the sight. "Your dirty slut wishes to be gagged by it." "Beg for it, bitch!" "Please, please Sami, let this filthy fuck toy taste your big dick." "Good girl," he says. Laura reaches out and touches the shaft with shaking hands. "I want you so much my strong master, I want you to be pleased with your ass fucking slavegirl." She places both hands around the hardening member. "I have brought you the girls that you asked for, I want you to be satisfied in everyway." She says earnestly. "I know they are so much prettier than this one, better slaves, more skilled than this meager little slut that I am," she lies. She looks up pleading with her eyes, "May I suck you my strong master?" Sami nods once and she attacks the head with her lips, engulfing him and pushing to the back of her throat. She tries to say 'thank you' but the words are unrecognizable with her mouth full of her favorite cock. Laura closes her eyes and puts all her feeling into her lips and repeating her mantra of "Thank you, Thank you Sami." He pulls her head from him and she whines "more please sir, please let your worthless whore have more." Sami grabs her hair and pulls her to the bed. "Lie on your back, legs open wide." Laura complies eagerly "yes, master, whatever you wish, your filthy cunt will do anything you ask." She grabs her ankles and holds her legs apart. Sami climbs on top of his slave and guides his cock into her sloppy wet pussy. "Oh, it feels so big, ah, you are hurting me but I want more!" He moves rhythmically into and out of her and commands, "Call yourself a cunt." "Oh, I am ....I am a cunt, just a filthy cunt for you my master. I'm only a fuckhole for your cock, oh, I am such a dirty nasty cunt" Sami arches his back and moans as he fills Laura with his semen. Laura purrs "Yes, oh, so good, all that sperm inside of me....give it all to your cunt." Sami sighs and rolls next to Laura. "Well done my Laura." Sami pulls her close and falls into a contented sleep. Master Sami Ch. 02 Chapter 2: Enjoying the Sunset The clasp snaps shut and echoes in Laura's small cabin. She keeps her eyes downcast but can see the familiar leash with two additional lengths of leather and two more clasps. Laura feels the flutter in her stomach intensely as she rises to follow her master. Sami curls the leash around his fist as he leads his first slave out of her quarters and stops in front of a door with "hooker" written on it. Laura falls to her knees and shakes the cuffs on her wrists so they are more comfortable before opening the door. Sami hides his surprise to see his newest slave kneeling quietly and completely still just as instructed. Laura reaches to hooker's collar and affixes the middle leash to the blonde's submissive necklace. Sami's pulse speeds ever so slightly at the sight of slender fingers and long graceful neck and he wonders if the feisty hooker has been tamed. The Master's lip twitches determined to enjoy her obedience as long as it lasts. Laura guides hooker to stand single file, eyes down and cuffed hands crossed in front of her. All three move to the next doorway, simply labeled "captive". Sami raises a hand to stop his slaves from opening the door. Sobbing can be heard through the wall. He waits a beat then turns the knob. A slight push and a woman's form is revealed, naked but for a collar, cuffs on wrists and ankles and tears that streamed from her cheeks to her neck to her breasts. Missy closes her eyes tightly and wills the tears to stop. Her lip quivers and she waits. Hours seem to pass as she imagines the three people staring at her nakedness. Shame washes over her in waves. A tug on her collar and she knows it is time to go. Gentle hands guide Missy in line behind Sami. He takes his time walking to the stern of the yacht; he knows he is a few minutes early thanks to hooker's quick compliance. The four step out into the open air and Sami sighs as he gives a nod to Laura. She puts Missy's legs into the restraints on the deck, and then quickly attaches hookers before attending to her own ankles. Sami enjoys the sight of the three women standing with their bound feet shoulder width apart and hip-to-hip. The short blonde flanked by the taller brunettes, Laura to the left and the still crying Missy to her right. Sami uses his index finger to raise their chins one at a time then motions for them to place their arms behind their backs, hands to the opposite elbows. Sami steps back and look at his girls, his possessions, and objects of beauty for his own enjoyment. He walks slowly back and forth and tries to memorize every inch of the exquisite bodies before him. Wind softly ruffles their hair, Laura's plays across her forehead, hooker's loose pigtails waves back and forth and a few strands cling to Missy's red damp cheeks. Missy heaves a deep breath, her breasts quiver in a most pleasing fashion. Her eyes clench once again before she relaxes and opens them, cold and distant. Sami considers calming her but decides he likes her as she is for the moment. This is his time, his moment alone to take physical beauty. The combination of the sea air, breeze, motion of the boat and tricks of the light only enhance the skin, muscles and lines of the women. These few minutes are purely corporal bliss for Sami. Sami likes his games, playing with the minds of these girls. He spends his days drawing out their submission, demanding devotion, humiliation and degradation. Each woman can use words to thrill him but now they must be silent. All three have the grace to draw his eye with their movements, yet now they must be still. These slaves are capable of acts of devotion that communicate more than words or actions but right now Sami is only interested in the physical beauty of his possessions. His mind flits from one to the next as his hand reaches out to brush the soft skin. He tries to compare them but cannot. Sami knows each one's insecurities. He leads his hands to each of those spots to feel and enjoy. He wills them to know he wants them just as they are. These bodies belong to him. He wants them as they are. The sun begins to dip into the ocean and skips golden rays across the water. The bronze light baths the three women as Sami puts a hand to each breast, stomach and waist. Missy flinches as his finger finds her nipple. Hooker stays still as Sami's hand roams slowly from shoulder to hip. He touches Laura lightly and she follows the ritual quickly that the other two will soon learn. She leans over the rail to attach her collar and wrists, leaving her open to her Master. Sami helps hooker first then Missy. He touches the newer women so that the curve of their spines is just how he likes them. Sami adjusts himself behind Laura then enters her smoothly. Her wetness allows him to slide deep into Laura's sex. Every nerve of her body hums with pleasure but she doesn't move one iota. The memory of the punishments keeps her still. He pulls himself gently for her then moves his dripping cock to hooker. Sami bends lower at the knees to enter the shorter slave. Hooker gasps as the head pops into her vagina. A flash of anger passes over Sami's face, he knows hooker will pay for that disturbance. He grabs her hips and uses steady pressure to squeeze deeper. Finally he bottoms out inside of hooker. Sami's head lolls back in pleasure, feeling the warmth of the female flesh, the wind and seeing the sun sliding into the water. He pulls out of her and moves to Missy. The liquid of the others still on his thick member he braces for a fight only to find Missy's cunt dripping welcoming hole that sucks him inside. Sami looks back at the other two naked women and slowly moves in and out of Missy. Three long strokes before he controls himself and remembers it was to be only one. Sami turns to his bag and gets the small vibrator that he calls the 'rabbit', turns it on to the lowest setting and straps it to Laura, placing the ears gently around her clit. The dildo comes out and he twists that as deep as it will go into hooker's vagina. Sami licks his right index finger and inserts it into Missy's vagina. Sami works the holes slowly; Missy with is right hand as his left alternates increasing the speed of the vibrator then stroking the dildo inside of hooker. Sami snarls as his blood begins to boil. He moves faster and feels each girl tense in turn. Sami adds another finger to Missy, clicks Laura's toy to the maximum and moves hooker's dildo as fast as his arm will allow. Through gritted teeth he growls the single word, "Cum!" As if on cue, all three women succumb to orgasm. They gasp and pant and wipe sweaty foreheads onto bound arms as the last edge of the sun slips beneath the horizon. Sami unlocks the bindings and turns to leave saying, "I will be in my quarters if you wish to come thank me." At this he walks to the interior of the ship, leaving behind the gorgeous woman to recover in the cool early evening light. Master Sami Ch. 03 Chapter 03 Cleaning Day "Say it again," Sami commands. Laura gracefully removes her lips from his cock to look up into his cruel eyes. "I am a cunt," she purrs and returns to engulfing him. Sami leans back a bit more in his low backed chair and looks out over the water at Glint. "Now the other shoulder, Missy," Sami says. "Of course my Master, thank you for letting this worthless slut massage your aching muscles," Missy whispers directly into his ear. Sami's right hand lazily rocks the bound girl next to him. The one he calls 'hooker' is hog tied and dangling from the ceiling at the perfect height. He watches her gagged mouth as she rotates slowly past. He brushes a finger along her toes, which have become cold. Sami thinks that she will need to be released soon or risk cutting off too much blood. Sami nods to the nearby land; "I hear there have been many changes since I left." "Yes indeed my wonderful Master," Missy confirms as Laura nods. Sami reaches out a hand to slap hooker just hard enough to reverse her rotation. He sighs and says "Ava assured me that she would honor YT's bargain but we haven't received any supplies in over a week now. We have plenty but it is nice to have the visitors and hear the news. I am afraid that I miss Glint very much. Then again I have the best parts right here." Laura's head bobs a bit faster and deeper as if to agree. Sami sips more of his coffee and enjoys the attention of his girls. He stops hooker's slow clockwise rotation and touches his right index finger to her pussy lips. Sami lets his eyes close and commands "Missy, says some nice words for me." Missy clears he throat before beginning, "Thank you so much Sami for allowing this dirty fucking whore to serve you." Sami feels hooker's pubic hair as Laura moves her tongue across his shaft and down to the balls. "You are so generous Master," Missy continues, "I am so fortunate to be able to watch skilled slaves like hooker and Laura please you. I can only hope to be half as good a cocksucker as your first slave. And I am sure that I will never be as lovely a captive as hooker is right now, my exquisite powerful Master." "Please forgive me Master but I must speak!" Laura says timidly. As he glares Sami says, "You shall be punished for speaking out of turn, you rude cunt. But you may speak freely now." Laura works his cock with both hands as she looks into her owner's eyes boldly. "Thank you sir, thank you for ordering my punishment and allowing me to speak. I could not allow her to say such things; I am but a lowly slave girl who desires to please her Master. Missy is so beautiful and graceful, I would be honored to learn what she knows." Submission drips from Laura's voice and Missy's hands work Sami's biceps. "Oh Master, your slave is so modest!" Missy sobs, "I am not worthy to kiss you, to say nothing of ......" she trails off. "No, no!" Laura hides her smile and opens her eyes wider, "I am only a cunt, and a dirty cunt at that." Hooker's pussy glistens at hearing these words and she groans softly behind her gag. "Master, oh my sweet Master," Missy leans closer, "I swear, I will do anything for you, absolutely anything." "Oh Sami," Laura responds, "Do I need to say it? I should think not! But now I must, I would do anything for you as well.... more even. All I want is to do your bidding and exceed your every expectation and desire." Hooker shudders and Sami can feel her muscles tense. She chews on the ball gag, willing herself not to scream out. Hooker regrets her punishment for once. She knows that she could speak to her Master in a way that would not only demonstrate her devotion but also excite him.... and get her punished. "My.....my puh....."Missy stammers, "Oh, Sami, my pussy is so wet right now." Missy's face blossoms into a scarlet blush at the words. Laura presses her face against Sami's cock and says, "All of me yearns for you my gracious Master. Please use my body if you wish or command me to assist you using one of the pretty girls." "Oh Sami, I adore you," Missy cries out with emotion. "I want to make you happy. I will gladly suffer any pain or humiliation for your enjoyment my Master." From behind closed eyes Laura counters, "Master, I am the luckiest girl ever just because I can kneel at your feet. Touching and tasting you is far beyond what I deserve. I am only a plaything, but your plaything. I belong to you." Sami contains his excitement. The only outward sign he gives is his exploration of hooker's nether lips. Missy's chest heaves as the pace of her breathing increases. "Oh Sami, I can not keep from touching you, pressing myself against you. I want you to be pleased with me in everything that I do. The way I walk, the way I eat, sleep, and crawl. All my pleasure and pain, I want it to make you happy my sweet Sir." "Oh gawd Sami," Laura moans and squeezes his rigid member, "I can not pretend anymore! I am just a common slut when I am near you. I say I want to serve you but I am a naughty slave.... a slave to my own desires. I dream of your luscious dick in my mouth and my pussy, your cum filling me and covering me." Missy leans against the chair as her knees give way for a moment, "Please, Sami, this is worse than torture. If only you would hit me, beat me like the whore I am, the pain would be more bearable than this yearning for you." Ropes bite into hooker's flesh as all her muscles tighten. Tears stream down the bound girl's face as her inner lips are parted by Sami's index finger. "No!" Laura cries, "No, I am the one who should be punished, remember Master, I spoke out of turn, I am the greedy cunt who is unwilling to share you with these girls who are so much more obedient and well trained. I will even serve the rest of hooker's time. I deserve no less. I am such a lowly fuck toy." Missy presses her forehead against Sami and whines, "Oh please, please, something more, a touch, a word, please Master. I don't care what it is; I will do whatever you command. No matter what, please give me a task, or your spit on my face. I need something of you." "I am pleased," Sami declares. "Pleased with all three of you." Each girl beams with pride. He motions for the others to free hooker. "Go to my closet, you will find three button down dress shirts, each of you will choose one and that will be all that you wear today. Is that clear?" "Yes Sami," they chime in unison, except for hooker who muttered garbled syllables in the same rhythm. They help hooker down and all three crawl quickly on their hands and knees to the bedchamber on the yacht. All three ease inside and begin shedding clothing and folding the garments neatly. Hooker is nude first and snatches the white starched shirt and throws it on. The little slave buttons the shirt that hangs almost to her knees. Then rolls up the sleeves so her hands are free. Missy is next to be naked and chooses the dark blue stylish shirt as hers. She puts it on and admires herself in the mirror. The bottom of the shirt almost covers her ass. She smiles. Laura finishes last and retrieves the black button down shirt from the hanger. She slips her arms into it and looks down. She examines the instructions in her mind and leaves the front completely unfastened. A delightful view of her trimmed pubic hair, navel and the valley between her breasts is framed by the edges of the Master's shirt. "You look ridiculous hooker," Laura giggles. "And you look obscene! I am jealous," Hooker responds. Missy blushes hard and sighs, "Let's not waste time. I want to get back to him." "Easy little one," Laura says gently, "don't be in such a rush. You have won him over...we all have." "Yes, I know he thinks about us all the time," hooker says as she brushes hair back from Missy's face. "It is our job to keep his mind off of wanting to go back to Glint today, I can see that it bothers him very much." "Shut up hooker," Laura snaps, "I mean, don't be silly. My Master is strong and doesn't need anything, not even his treasured slave girls," she lies. "I suppose you are right," Missy concedes. "But now the question is, do we walk or crawl back to Sami?" Sami pours himself a scotch and sits down on the couch with a sigh as the three girls come crawling in on their hands and knees. They for a semi circle around him and sit up. Eyes down, hands on their spread thighs, Sami inspects them. "Well done," is his response. He sips his drink. "The three of you are to clean today, every surface on the whole ship." All nod in understanding. "But to make it interesting I will add a game. At the top of each hour the grandfather clock will chime. At that moment you will all stop what you are doing and begin having oral sex with each other in a circle. The girl who orgasms first will then report to me for an additional punishment." "Yes Sami," they say in one voice. One hour and seven minutes later Laura steadies herself at the Master's bedroom door panting. Saliva drips down her thigh and she meekly says, "Forgive me Master, this sloppy dirty cunt was the first to cum. I am here for my punishment." Sami grabs her by the hair and throws her face down on the bed. He brushes the hem of the shirt away and begins spanking her ass muttering, "Fucking whore, dirty slut." "Yes my Master, I am a horny slut. I could not control myself. Please beat me like the shameless girl that I am," Laura moans as the slaps increase in speed. "Don't think I have forgotten your little outburst!" Sami removes his belt and doubles the leather before swinging it at her buttocks. "Fucking slave, mine to abuse." "Yes, my Master, I belong to you, owned completely and devoted to fulfilling your every desire," Laura says as if it is a mantra. Her hands ball into fists as she endures the last of the whipping. "Now kiss my feet and return to your work," Sami barks while trying to conceal his excitement and pleasure with his slave. She climbs off of the bed, her shirt still open, and her skin raw and red from the beating and kneels before her owner. She showers his feet with kisses before standing and hurrying out. Fifty-seven minutes later Sami hears a door slam and muted voices arguing. He puts down his book and leaves his cabin following the noise. Sami walks into the small living room area where the three girls freeze instantly. He crosses his arms and shakes his head at the tableau. Laura lying flat on her back with one hand around hooker's throat. Missy pants, with her legs wrapped around Laura's waist. Hooker chokes while holding tightly to a large fistful of hair from either girl. One meek voice from the pile asks, "Master, what are we to do if there was a three way tie?" Master Sami Ch. 04 The ball gag forces Laura's jaw to its limit, her lips barely allow the sphere to pass. The others hear her teeth scrape and the bone snap back into place as she tightens the device around the back of her own head. Missy shuts her eyes and tries not to listen. The other girl, the one he calls "Hooker", shifts her thighs closer together and hopes he doesn't notice. Sami nods and Laura picks up the thick black marker and removes the cap. Unsteadily she writes the word "CUNT" in three-inch capital letters across her own forehead. She replaces the cap and sets the marker down next to the nipple clips. In the same motion she retrieves one of the clips and affixes it to her left breast. Air is sucked in sharply through her nose before she reaches for the next clamp. The same noise as her right nipple is imprisoned. Hooker can't help but smile to herself as Laura picks up the butt plug. Laura's saliva begins to roll off the gag while she bends over to insert the anal toy. Light reflects off of the thin layer of lube and only Hooker knows there is not enough to easily slide it home. Laura grunts as her other hand spreads her cheek wider and presses on the base. After a minute of struggle the rectum opened and allowed the embarrassing toy inside. Laura straightens up and inhales deeply. Missy smells the sweat and musk in the room from her kneeling position next to her Master. She wants to reach out and wrap her hand around his leg but she remains still. The fingernails of Hooker's right hand dig into her own naked thigh. The slight movement usually goes unnoticed and the pain helps her focus on the task of just kneeling at Sami's feet waiting to do her part. Confusion washes over Missy, she wonders what Laura was being punished for but does not dare to speak. The shackles click as Laura binds her own wrists. Missy winces at the sound and prays she never has to be punished. Hooker licks the inside of her teeth and her eyes narrow in anticipation...which will it be? Laura takes three quick steps to the table and surveys her choices before picking up the flogger and walking back to Sami. He nods in approval as Laura drops to her knees. Her head bows and offers the flogger to Hooker. Hooker looks to her Master and Sami nods again. Her hand brushes her pussy lips as Hooker stands and takes the flogger. Hooker escorts Laura to the center of the small room and watches as Laura attaches the handcuffs to the chain over her head. "Gracious Master Sami," Hooker says solemnly, "Your slave Laura is prepared to be flogged. She has washed her body for you, gagged herself, affixed nipple clamps, marked herself as a CUNT, plugged her asshole and chosen your worthless whore hooker to beat her." Sami stands and points to a handle, "Missy, turn that until Laura is raised enough that only her toes remain on the ground." "Yes, of course my amazing Master, this stupid fucktoy is unworthy but will do her best, thank you, thank you." Missy scurries on her knees to the handle and turns it three times before checking the progress. She feels more humiliation and yearns to know what mistake warrants such a display. Laura closes her eyes and wills herself not to moan as the chains tighten and her arms are lifted higher and her heels leave the floor. Sami walks over and runs his hands over Laura's skin, feeling the stretched muscles in her arms, and down her ribcage. He looks her in the eye and moves the back of his fingers over the trimmed pubic hair. His gaze never leaves Laura's eyes but he speaks to hooker. "You are to flog her until I say to stop, is that clear?" "Yes, it is clear my strong and generous Master, even to an addle brained ass licking whore like me, Sir." Sami brushes his lips against Laura's ear and whispers, "You have my permission to scream and cry as much as you like my beautiful little slave." Then he wonders if she is going to fight harder to remain silent. Hooker steps forward and Sami returns to his chair. He can see sweat already breaking out on Laura's forehead and the black marker letters begin to run. He motions Missy to return to his side. Missy rushes to obey and kisses his feet as she gets to her place. Her voice squeaks, "oh, gawd, thank you Sami, please keep me near you. I am frightened." Sami shoots a cold look at Missy. "Begin by beating her ass, Hooker." Sami says while containing his emotions. "Of course my precious Master," Hooker responds and repositions herself behind Laura. The bound slave sucks in a deep breath and braces herself. Thoughts rush through her head but are crowded by the already aching shoulder and leg muscles. Sami offers his index finger to Missy who engulfs it with her mouth, she licks and teases the digit with her tongue, just as he had trained her to do. He nods to Hooker, "You may begin now, my stupid little asswhore." Hooker's head hums with adrenaline and she swings at Laura's sexy ass. The leather lands with a loud slap. Laura jumps in spite of herself, then opens her eyes and stares at her Master. Hooker's arm returns from the opposite direction, marking the other ass cheek. The same sound reverberates and Laura's gaze intensifies on the man in front of her. Missy closes her eyes and focuses on the finger in her mouth, sucking and licking and exploring a small part of this cruel perverse man. "Beat that fucking bitch harder for me, hooker." Sami says while bearing down his eyes on Laura. Hooker takes another step back and uses her entire arm to swing. The crack of the flogger hitting skin is loud enough to make Missy jump and a tear rolls out of the corner of her left eye. "I think Missy is in more pain than Laura," Sami jokes. Missy carefully removes the finger from her mouth and kisses Sami's hand and begins to grovel. "Please, please Master, don't ever punish me like this. I beg you, I would do anything....anything at all." Sami pulls Missy's hair and slaps her face, "Quiet, you whore. You will do anything for me, including take any punishment that I give and you will thank me for it." Tears begin to flow and Missy covers her face with her hands. Venom drips from his voice as Sami bellows, "Hooker, you disobedient slut, I didn't tell you to stop flogging Laura! Faster and harder or you will taste the same tonight." Hooker mutters her acceptance, unable to speak above the sound of the blows and crying of the other two girls. Hooker's arm aches as she switches the tool to the other hand to continues as ordered. Sami wipes tears from Missy's cheeks while she stammers "why ... but why?" He puts Missy's hands behind her back and cuffs them. Sami lifts her chin and orders, "Calm yourself." After a few more sniffles Missy is composed. "You are to be absolutely quiet for the rest of the night. Is that clear you stupid uncontrolled whore?" Sami says while the whipping goes on unabated. Missy is about to say 'yes' when she thinks better of it and just nods. Laura's first real cry of pain rises and Sami returns his attention to her with a smile. "Well done, Hooker." Sweat coats both assailant and victim and a different liquid flows in the loins of each. The leather hits again and Laura prays for unconsciousness, some relief from the mixture of pain and desire. She screams as loud as the gag will allow and breaks down. Her jaw works the ball and her sobs over take her. Another crack but she doesn't feel the pain in her body, just the pain in her mind that twists to pleasure and back again. Her lungs burn, her arms feel like they are about to be torn from her body. She begs but not words can be distinguished. Her body swings slightly in rhythm with the beating and it doesn't even register that the increase in pain is from one of her nipple clamps being removed. Her master and her friends are distant images and yet the reason she exists. Only a plaything, a toy for their pleasure, for His pleasure, the pain stabs again and her response is to hope that it made her Master happy. "Enough!" Sami holds up his hand. The room becomes still except for the creaking of the chain and Laura's gasps for air. Sami stands and motions for Missy and Hooker to join him right in front of Laura. He waits for her eyes to flutter, then Laura seems to focus on him. He matches her gaze and pronounces, "You are a CUNT and you are MINE!" Sami touches Missy and Hooker so they know to kneel. He smiles, "Now watch as the other girls please your Master." Laura obeys in her state of pain and euphoria, she sees Missy eagerly remove the master's member and Hooker dive to be the first to kiss it. Missy moves closer licks the head as Hooker kisses the hardening shaft. The kneeling girls worship his thick cock, stroking and kissing it. Hooker looks up with pleading eyes and says "Thank you Sami, oh, thank you for the honor of kissing and sucking you." Missy only focuses on trying to get it as far as she can down her throat. Hooker moves and licks Sami's balls while saying, "oh, we are suck cock sucking whores." "Don't you wish it was you, my little Laura?" Fresh tears fall from Laura's eyes but she is unsure of why. She wants to scream that she would do anything for him, suffer any indignity any shame or humiliation. She would do so much better than these other girls but if it pleased him she would watch as every woman sucked him. Missy, still gripped by fear, relaxes her throat and chokes on the throbbing cock. She looks up and hopes to never commit the transgression that leads to this treatment. Hooker slips a finger into her own cunt and one into Missy's. She presses her cheek against, Sami's leg and begs. "Oh, fuck, oh please cover our slutty fucking faces. Oh gawd Sami, cum on us like the worthless whores that we are." Sami pumps into Missy's face three more times before removing his dick and splashing Missy's pretty face. He moves to Hooker and adds a load to her cheek before moving back to Missy. He pants and smiles before commanding, "don't swallow you stupid horny fucktoys." Missy and Hooker obey, kneeling with his cum on their radiant cheeks and lips. "Lick it off of each other and spit it onto Laura." They comply with enthusiasm, savoring the momentary taste of him. Each draws her tongue over the others face and gathers every drop. Hooker spits it on Laura's face but then positions her open mouth under Laura's chin to catch the run off. Missy and Hooker each spit on one of Laura's well beaten tits before licking up the excess. "You may swallow the rest my slaves." Sami says as he walks away. "I am going to bed now, clean her up and I will expect to see you in the morning at the regular time." The door slams and Missy rushes to help Hooker release Laura. "Hooker," Missy whispers and looks to see if Sami can hear them, "What did she do? Why was she punished?" Hooker stops and looks confused. "Punished? She didn't do anything wrong, this wasn't punishment. This was just for Sami's amusement." Hooker smiles from ear to ear, draws her shoulders back proudly and announces, "I get my turn on Friday!"