1 comments/ 40046 views/ 1 favorites Tiara Tara's Punishment Ch. 01 By: lusty Vamp Chapter 1: The Punishment of Lord Basil's Czar Lord Basil's ruggedly handsome face breaks into a cruel smile of satisfaction as He notes his voluptuous slave tara kneeling quietly in the darkened hall outside His private chambers. In her mouth held elbow cuffs, and 4 or 5 alligator clamps, though He could not see those at this distance. The rich baritone of His deepthroated laugh made her smile, but the chill in His voice when He finally spoke made her slave's heart skip a beat. "Well, well, I see My proud saucy czarina tara has finally cum crawling to her LORD and MASTER to beg her penance!!" The wretched, long limbed pleasureslut wisely did not move to enter, indeed she spoke only in return, her voice hoarse and trembling with dread at what she could only begin to imagine was about to befall her. "y-y-yes, my beloved Lord Master, Your lazy cuntbitch is here to beg Your strictest instruction and punishment for so arrogantly testing her Lord and so poorly reflecting gracious manners to His guest." Not once did the bitch look up, oh no, she dared not gaze upon Her Master in the appalling state of displeasure she had so foolishly placed herself in. "ENTER, slut, and cum quickly, lest you tempt My wrath further," Lord Basil said with a cruel laugh, enjoying the way her bohemian titties swung and bounced as she dropped on all fours and hurriedly crawled to her slave's station before His empty throne. His most prized and headstrong, yet adoring and devoted slave was completely naked, all but the 6-inch cumfukkme heels which Lord Basil required of all His girls. On the rare occasion he permitted tara to stand and walk like a freewoman, her enormous robust titties bobbed and jiggled so wildly, her firm ripe ass swaying with such whorish invitation that it sorely tested the nearly unlimited bounds of His self control and filled His being with a raging hunger to mount the bitch on the spot, thrusting and piercing the lusty slut through until she lay writhing and whimpering for mercy beneath Him, begging her release to ecstatic pleasure. THIS last transgression, however, would not do... mmmmmm no indeed, Lord Basil reflected, the whore needed to learn her fucking lesson and learn it promptly! The audacity of the slut, confessing she had thought to send the thank you note to His guest, for the privilege of servicing Him for her Lord's pleasure, then not bothering to do anything until Lord Basil inquired about it days later! Lord Basil rose from His reclining position, tightened the sash of his rich velvet robe, picked up his knotted leather whip, and walked over to the whore, gazing down at her naked beauty, deliberately waiting ... making her agonize and squirm in anticipation of His displeasure, which she had yet to taste fully. His voice now was low and deadly calm. "Indeed, My darling czarinacunt, I'm afraid I have quite spoiled you..." pausing, He leaned down and took the elbow cuffs from the slut's teeth, deftly cuffing her arms behind her back at the elbows, leaving her somewhat free yet terribly vulnerable and exposed. "but no matter, My pussypet, that is about to be corrected." He spoke gently, watching His slut and smiling as she shuddered at His words. Still, tara knelt silently with eyes lowered, legs spread obscenely wide apart, the elbow cuffs causing her full, luscious breasts to thrust forward with even greater exaggeration. "What a shameless fucking whore you are My lovely tara," Lord Basil laughed softly, "Tits already hard as rocks I see!" He suddenly let the strands of his knotted leather whip fall lightly down across the slut's back, causing the bitch to jump nearly out of her skin since she hadn't seen it coming. Lord Basil then reached down quickly, tightly gripped one nipple and pulled it roughly, shaking her breast vigorously by the tit until He heard the slut gasp sharply in pain. She bit her lip then, not begging for mercy. The cunt knew better than that. "Oh, but My darling lazy fukkwhore czarina," Lord Bazil cooed softly, "does that pain you?" Wisely, the bitch remained silent. He took the other tit in His large hand then, squeezing the breast cruelly into His fist and mashing it beneath His fingertips, digging deeply into her tender flesh. The whore groaned, biting down harder on her lip and leaning forward instinctively in an attempt to lessen the pull on her breast, not that it helped.... "HOLD YOUR POSITION CUNT!" Lord Basil said sharply. The slut froze. Finally, moments later, the slut's Master released her breast, pleased to see the imprint of His manicured nails upon His proud slave's pale breasts. "you realize, czarinacunt," Lord Basil said quietly, "that testing your Lord and Master is a grievous offense, far greater than one of rude manners." A tear rolled down the trembling slut's cheek as she nodded. He bent low over the quivering slut, tenderly stroking her ravenblack hair, then cupping her chin in His large hand, gently raising her face to meet His piercing dark gaze. "To test Me so is to dishonor My rightful place as your Lord and Master," He continued, gazing into tara's smoky blue eyes. "And... a wise Master knows that it is a cry for attention and discipline..." Tara's eyes widened in terror as her Lord Master released her chin and held His huge hand out before her mouth... without a word, she opened it, dropping the cruelly sharp alligator clips into His waiting palm. "Now kneel up My proud beauty, and look upon your Lord and Master," Lord Basil said, rising to His full height and untying the sash of His robe, letting it fall to the floor at His feet, His cock growing stiff as His beloved slut's grayblue eyes glazed over with unconcealed desire and adoration at the sight of His naked, muscular body. God how He loved this slave, more so than any others, for her craving surrender and aching need to belong to Him was hardwon, a passionate, fiery battle within her soul that had surprised them both... "Cum take your place between My legs, czarinacunt," Lord Basil commanded, his tone growing scornful. "is this the once oh so richbitch proud and mighty royal Czarinaprincess, now whorefuckingslut come crawling between My thighs praying for a chance to suck My beastcock?" He laughed cruelly. "My royal fuckingscepter, eh?" His graceful, ravenhaired beauty crawled awkwardly to her favorite place, dreading the pain she was about to endure but feeling the wetness of her pussy already dripping, sliding down her thighs... always she was wet immediately in His presence, today being no different... and the sight of His magnificent sex made her ache to be possessed violently and completely. Lord Basil's taunting tore at the slut's pride, however, the woman once so free and scornful of others, reduced to this... and oh my fucking god.... loving it... craving it.. her whorish pussy throbbing as her Lord Master humiliated her mercilessly. "A pity your ROYAL family cannot see your wretched whoreslut cunt lusting for a taste of the Scepter between My legs, eh tara??" Lord Basil took His massive cock then and slapped it back and forth across her gorgeous face, her bright red lipstick smeared, mascara already running from her tears. "i am Your whore, my beloved Lord and Master," tara gasped, struggling to hold her position now as He leaned down and snapped the first jagged clamp upon her right nipple and the agony began in earnest... "OHhhhhhhhSirrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!" === to be continued == Your comments and suggestions are always welcome ... write the link below. Tiara Tara's Punishment Ch. 02 Author's Note: This is the second installment of the Tiara Tara series. It is strongly recommended that you begin by reading Part One. Submissively, Barbie * The jagged teeth of the clamp bit deep into the sensitive skin of Tiara Tara's right nipple, the sheering pain stabbing at her besieged mind like a red-hot poker. "Silence, my sweet cock-hungry whore, save your screams for when the real punishment begins," Lord Basil roared, righting himself and all the while continuing to whip his massive Royal Scepter back and forth across the face of his gorgeous princess Tiara Tara. Even in her agonized state Tara's left nipple remained proudly stiff with arousal. Without ceremony Lord Basil produced another wicked clamp and quickly snapped it in place upon that hard lit' nub as well. The once proud princess Tiara Tara suffered her hellish agony in silence biting her lower lip to remain so. Except for sporadic tremors of agony that swept over Tiara Tara, she maintained her submissive pose admirably. Even in her agony slavecunt Tiara desperately ached to take her Lord's fuckbeast cock deep into her mouth and taste the sweetness of his male goo that slowly leaked from his pleasure rod. Bringing her Lord and Master pleasure was Tiara Tara's ultimate reward. To feel his animalistic fukbeast ramrod thrusting, the thunderous throbbing of his massive fucktool like a raging fire between her legs sated her restless lust like nothing else. Wisely, Tiara fought her urges to reach for him and kept her eyes lowered submissively at all times. Lord Basil leaned back on his huge overstuffed leather throne, gently rubbing the head of his mammoth cock between his large fingers and taking pleasure in watching the squirming discomfort of his devoted whorecunt Tiara Tara. Picking up a small silver bell Lord Basil sounded its melodic chime twice before returning the bell to its place upon the table beside Him. Gazing down upon the naked female body, which he owned, Lord Basil beamed proudly. "Mmmmm, my delicious little pleasure toy, this would be the perfect learning experience for your "sister" princesspet Katrina. Why didn't I think of it before?" Just moments later a delightfully beautiful and very young blonde girl arrived at Lord Basil's door, she knelt submissively in the doorway just as Tiara Tara had done earlier. The young slut Katrina was just as naked as Tiara was, wearing only the open toed 6-inch "cumfukme" heels that Lord Basil demanded of all his bitches. The new arrival's golden hair cascaded over and well below her softly rounded shoulders and seemed to almost glimmer in the soft lighting. Barefooted she stood just over 6 feet tall ... but she, as the other sluts in Lord Basil's service, was never barefoot, not even in sleep. Lord Basil turned his attention to the new bitch, Katrina, drinking in her lovely female form. Katrina's shoulders were pulled back slightly, her ample B cup titties thrust well forward. Lord Basil smiled as he watched the kneeling slut, knowing that her elbows were locked behind her back, leaving her nearly helpless. "You may enter princesspet Katrina. And place yourself between my thighs." Without lifting her eyes Katrina crawled silently into the room on her knees. Still, Lord Basil feasted his eyes upon her beauty. Katrina's naked titties jiggled provocatively as she crawled. "Back up whorepussy Tiara! Give Katrina room to take her place," Lord Basil ordered gruffly. Tiara Tara blushed brightly at being spoken to so harshly before another but wisely obeyed nonetheless. The precious princessfuktoy Tiara Tara choked back tears as she struggled violently to keep hidden. Her pride stung as freshly as the first time she'd heard her beloved Lord Basil using her title of "princess" for his other slavegirls. None of them, of course, had true royal blood running through their veins! Gazing at the cleanly shaven V between Katrina's long, well-toned thighs, Lord Basil noticed with delight that his young whore's pussy lips appeared to be a bit puffy. Lord Basil rubbed his cock gently as he pondered the delights that awaited his ravenous appetites that evening. "So it is," Lord Basil chuckled with amusement, " my fukktoy Katrina is hungry for her Master's Royal Specter." The fukkpet Katrina's beautiful face flushed red with shame as her royal owner spoke. With her green eyes lowered in shame Katrina nodded her lovely head in agreement with her master's words. She dared not be caught in a lie. Besides as shameful as it may-be the cunt Katrina did hunger for her Lord's might cock. The newest and youngest of his three prized pleasurewhores, Katrina was a natural submissive, though for the most part as yet untrained in the ways of Lord Basil. Katrina knew, however that it was always best to obey her Lord's dictates without question. Princess or not, Katrina was eager to learn, determined to surpass that stuck-up bitch Tiara Tara and take her place, if she could, as Lord Basil's most desired fuckpussy. "Cumm near Katrinacunt," Lord Basil demanded, "and pleasure me with that talented tongue you have which I now own. Gently my dear, as I wish not to orgasm too quickly." Chuckling as the slut quickly knelt between his open thighs and leaned forward, taking the head of his massive cock between her sensual lips, Lord Basil's voice dropped to an amused whisper. "Quite frankly cunt, if you knew what I know, you would not wish that either." Tiara Tara's face flushed with jealousy as the beautiful loveslave Katrina wrapped her lips about Lord Basil's ever hardening cock. Tiara knew that as nothing more than a fukktoy she had no right to feel as she did. The relentless tremors of excruciating agony wracking Tiara's naked titties as the nipple clamps trapped her nipples in their extremely cruel and powerful grip also reminded her that she was nothing more than owned property. Merely fuckmeat for the amusement of her Lord Basil and his most favored friends. Tiara groaned, nearly swooning from pain and the wet quivering need of her empty pussy as she watched the young slut pleasuring Lord Basil before her. His piercing eyes seemed to pierce her body and soul as he looked up from the slut worshiping his cock and held Tiara Tara's gaze. Tara's body visibly spasmed as she felt his probing eyes engulf her, assess her every emotion. Lord Basil smiled cruelly, and then leaned down over Katrina, his eyes never left Tiara's as he began fondling the younger slut's breasts until she was moaning and writhing like a bitch in heat, her head still bowed over his erection. Tiara knew what he was doing and wanted to hate him but could not... she ached for him all the more. He owned her body, mind, and soul. Silently she suffered and at the same time yielded to his will, without question giving him the pleasure of her torment. Lord Basil took great pleasure in the obvious jealousy raging in his princessslut Tiara, particularly when his massive fingers began toying with Katrina's tits. "Mmmmmm yes, you are doing well my sweet slut, my princesscocksucker Katrina." Lord Basil sighed with delight as he enjoyed the magical attentions of Katrina's tongue slowly swirling up and down his thick pleasure-tool. Smirking once more at his jealous slut Tiara, Lord Basil mused, "Do not fret my royal princesscunt, you also shall taste my royal goo this very evening. That you have my word on as your Owner." Lord Basil roared with laughter and anticipation. Leaning back in His chair Lord Basil relaxed. The young Katrina continued to ply her oral skills upon the pleasurerod of her Lord, constantly monitoring His state of arousal. "My katrinacunt," Lord Basil mused almost as if he were speaking to himself, "you will do well to pay close attention to the proceedings this evening, for you shall bear witness to the punishment of my princesspet Tiara tittytara. If you are wise, despite your youth, slut, you might learn from her grievous indiscretions." Again smiling, Lord Basil stood, pulling his hard dick meat from Katrinacunt's mouth, "Now fetch your Lord a goblet of Cognac." Reluctantly the fukkmouthwhore Katrina allowed her Master's might cock slip from between her pouty lips. The youthful pleasureslut spoke for the first time, softy, "Yes, MeLord. At once, MeLord. Permission to stand, MeLord?" "Yes,. Yes, permission granted." Standing Lord Basil stepped past the kneeling young bitch to stand before his princesspet, the slut Tiara. Having kept the cuntwhore deliberately waiting for his attention, Lord Basil turned to look back on the young Katrina, taking satisfaction as he watched his cunt's efforts to gain her feet. With her elbows strapped together within ten inches of each other behind her back and her feet encased in six-inch "cumfukkme" heels, the tall gorgeous bitch Katrina found it difficult to rise. He laughed softly. Preferring to keep his sluts for the most part in some form of middle bondage as a constant reminder of their lowly status, only occasionally did Lord Basil allow total freedom, then only for an hour or two at most. His three pleasuresluts were, after all, nothing more than vassals for his enjoyment, warm orifices for him and those he chose to enjoy his bitches with him. Mere cum receptacles, Lord Basil reflected. It would not do having the cunts think otherwise. Lord Basil allowed himself a few more moments of amusement as Katrinacunt awkwardly gained her feet, the slut's generous titties swung provocatively as she finally stood upright. He marveled that such a young bitch could have such a magnificent ass, which was amplified so nicely by the heels she wore. Lord Basil made a mental note that he must christen that fine ass with his ramrodcock and soon. As Katrinacunt moved towards the wet bar in the corner Lord Basil stood before his kneeling, apprehensive slut Tiara. He smirked as his prized pussywhore grimaced in agony as another wave of pain swept thru her defenseless body, her cruelly clamped nipples swollen and red with pain. When Lord Basil then reached a massive hand down to idly finger princess Tiara Tara's left nipple, the nipple quickly paid its respects by standing at rigid attention despite the clamp dug deeply into its tender flesh. The once spoiled princess Tiara Tara stared at Lord Basil's thick cock as it bobbed and weaved just a fraction of an inch from her full and hungry lips. Grinning broadly, Lord Basil replaced his fingers with the sharp open jaws of yet another nipple clamp. His pleasureslut Tiara gasped audibly as she submissively awaited the hellish agony that would soon grip her already throbbing, innocent nipple. She began to whimper. The pleasure cunt Katrina, having completed her task, returned to kneel at the side of her Lord Basil. With both hands she offered up the goblet of Cognac to her Master. The powerful Lord Basil paid no attention to his lowly pussywhore Katrina. Lord Basil ignored the whimperings of the lovely Tiara Tara, forcing her to wait even longer to suffer for his amusement as he dragged the sharp metal teeth over and around the proud whore's purplish tit. Allowing the clamp to close slowly beside the one already nestled deep in the slut's sensitive flesh, Lord Basil grinned brightly as he offered reprieve by opening the jaws wide again. Lord Basil took great delight in torturing his fucksluts thusly. It was with joy that Lord Basil tormented their minds as well as their beautiful female bodies. The whoreslut Tiara Tara tried desperately to gather all her feminine strength in an effort to steel her nerves against the nightmarish agony that she knew would soon be ripping her ripe and defenseless body to shreds. Then suddenly with the clamps jaws opened to their maximum Lord Basil, with a gleam is his eye; simply let the clamp SNAP closed. It took only the wink of an eye for the red-hot lightning bolt of horrific agony to register in fukkcunt Tiara's mind. The last shred of pride was torn from the once proud Princess Tiara Tara of Junglandia. No longer could she endure her enormous suffering in silence. "SSSHHHHHHEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITTTTTT," she shrieked loudly, her naked body convulsing uncontrollably. Her black hair flung wildly as she tossed her head in a frenzied yet vain effort to ward off the monstrous agony that assailed it from every angle. Lord Basil smiled warmly as he enjoyed the suffering of his most beautiful piece of fuckmeat. A long minute passed as the naked cumslut Tiara Tara tried desperately to control her pain-wracked body. "SHHHHEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTTT". The pain unmercifully attacked from ever angle. Tears flowed freely down the slaveslut Tiara's lovely cheeks as her screams of horrific agony were reduced to sobs of hellish misery and unending suffering. Yet, at long last the pleasurepussywhore Tiara Tara did bring her pitiless screams under a semblance of control. Even so her body continued to tremble and shake the agony shearing very soul like a white hot branding iron. With a brutal glint filling his sadistic eyes Lord Basil flicked the clamp trapping Tiara Tara's right nipple cruelly with his finger, then taking a step back He roared with laughter. "Tell me my royal bitch fukktoy princesscunt Tiara tittytara of Junglandia, this TEST you gave your Lord and Master, did he pass? ... Or did he fail?" Tiara strained to hear her Lord's voice as the room began to spin and grow suddenly dark... To be continued? * Author's Note: Hopefully you have enjoyed this segment of "Tiara Tara's Punishment". If so please take the time to rate it. It only takes a second. Also, I always enjoy and look forward to receiving your feedback. Suggestions for improvement are always viewed as a helpful learning tool. Anyway, thanks for taking the time to read this and hope that you continue to enjoy the offerings of the many talented authors here at literotica. Submissively, Barbie