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Belonging to Sir Ch. 01

By: Temprance



Trying her best to be stealthy, Cassie crept up to the window. Inside, the man who had killed her father sat entertaining all of his fancy, rich friends. They didn't have much growing up, but what she and her father had was the land that had been in her family for hundreds of years. Land that was stolen from the bastard that sat just on the other side of a thin glass plate.

She couldn't hear what was being said, but she was sure it was about the new resort that was going up in his name. A new extravagant hotel that offers nature just outside your door, a place to host his parties, to host his associates and to host whatever dark dealings he had. Cassie had seen the plans for it, it would be its own small city inside of itself. Starbucks, day spa, golfing and whatever nonsense rich people need to feel like they can relax in style. Cassie had hopes of digging something up to prevent it, but so far, she has turned up empty handed.

The sound of cars swiftly approaching left Cassie face down in the dirt under the window, from the sounds of it, it was more than she had bargained for. A handful of men she could deal with, enough to make up their own army was another matter altogether. Carefully, she peeked over the juniper bush she hid behind and saw enough to make her stomach churn.

They were little more than thugs for hire, she recognized a few of them from the night her father had tried to run them off their land. The night he signed over the deed and was left for dead of an apparent heart attack. Five men, well dressed, had led a dozen other men to the front steps. Steps that were too close to where she currently hid.

Holding her breath, Cassie lay motionless, waiting for the men to pass and to walk inside the house. She released her breath quietly when the door shut and she found herself alone, undetected. Not risking getting caught, she decided it was better to come back later when the house was empty. Hopefully the next morning when the man and his friends went out golfing. Or tennis. Whatever it is that rich men do since obviously this one doesn't need to actually be in the office to earn his money.

Slowly backing out from behind the bush and making her way back around the house, Cassie kept an eye out behind her just in case. Which is why she never saw the guy when he stepped out behind the tree where she left her horse, Marigold. 

Cassie tried to scream, but he backhanded her before she could get enough breath to scream. He fisted his hand in her hair and held her head up, to look at her face.

"What do we have here? A stow away?" His voice was deep and calm. It angered her by how calm and assured he was. Like he thought she was just a fly in the room, an inconvenience. His hand went from her hair to grip her arms and instead of trying to pull away, Cassie pulled him in, shock registering on his face as she brought her knee right up into his groin. Hard. She managed to kick him twice before he dropped to the ground.

Cassie ran, after a good swift kick to his ribs to keep him down, and managed to climb on her horse. She had just kicked Marigold into a full out sprint when she heard the shot. And felt the sting in her back. The bastard shot her! Cassie tried to hold onto the horse, but blacked out before she hit the ground.

When Cassie woke, she was strapped to a table. Unable to move anything from the straps that ran along her body and even a strap to keep her head attached to the table. From what she could tell, she had been stripped down to her underwear. The light was off, but there was plenty of light that came in from a window on the far wall.

"No, no, no, no!" Cassie cried as she struggled with her bonds. After a few minutes of trying to wrestle her way off the table, she gave up and let the tears flow. This wasn't supposed to happen. She had it all worked out in her head. She would break in, find whatever it was they used against her father, she would take it to the cops and she would get her land back. She would have somewhere to live, somewhere to house Marigold and somewhere to bury her father.

"Good morning, Cassie," said a deep voice she recognized from the night before. A tall man entered the room. In the light of day she saw what he looked like up close for the first time. He was tall and his hair still looked black as midnight and his eyes were an amazing shade of green. He was actually quite handsome, which pissed her off more. She had hoped for an ugly scar or a defect. Maybe his cock was miniscule. One could hope.

With surprising gentleness, his hand touched her cheek and smoothed away her tears. Cassie couldn't figure him out. Instead of turning into his hand, she spit at him. What she could muster landed on his tie. The man had actually worn a suit to come greet his prisoner. Slimy bastard.

"Now, now, there is no need for hostility," he reprimanded her.

"Let me go!" Cassie yelled at him.

"I'm afraid that isn't going to happen. For the foreseeable future, you belong to me. Well, to Mr. Mason, but really, he has far too much to deal with so I will have the pleasure of keeping you."

"Keeping me?" Cassie cried out. What was she, a dog?

"First, there are rules. One, you will always address me as sir or master. I prefer sir in public, however. Second, there is no talking unless I ask you a direct question. Third, you are to obey me in every command. Fourth, there will be no attacking me or any other person you encounter here."

"That's crazy! You're crazy!" Cassie sputtered. It was suddenly getting harder and harder to breathe. 

"Shhh, just breathe. It's just a panic attack, it will pass." He said, hands on her face to keep her still. "Just breathe. You're life isn't over, Cassie. It's just taken a different path than what you thought it would. You will come to enjoy your time with me and embrace your new lifestyle."

"What new lifestyle? I want my dad back. I want to go home and everything to return to normal," Cassie gasped out.

"Yes, well, we both know that will never happen. I'm sorry about your father. Hard as it seems, we didn't cause his death."

"You're lying! You bastards killed him!"

He just continued to stare into her eyes, not bothering with an answer. When her breathing slowed down, he finally moved away. He rummaged in one of the drawers. Cassie finally looked around and took in her surroundings. It looked like a doctor's office. A counter with a sink, drawers and doors. But what he pulled out wasn't something Cassie imagined was normally stocked in an examination room. He unbuckled the strap to her head and forced the gag into her mouth. A gag not unlike the bit she had for her horse. He let go of her without buckling her head back down.

"Now that's enough speaking out of turn. The doctor made a full exam and you are perfectly healthy. And surprisingly still a virgin. How does one reach the age of 25 without having sex?"

Cassie felt her face heat up. They had violated her as she lay unconscious. He stepped around the table and headed to the door. There were hushed voices before they were joined by another of the men she saw outside the house earlier.

"This is Mr. Grant. We are going to start to unstrap you. If you resist in any way, there will be consequences. Mr. Grant, if you'd take the other side."

The men undid her feet first, working their way up to her arms. When she was fully released, they slowly let her up. Her hand went up to her mouth only to be caught in Sir's hand.

"No touching. Be a good girl. Your arms belong down at your side or behind your back."

She let her arm drop back down as they helped her to her feet. It seemed the drug had worked its way through her system and her legs held her up just fine. Mr. Grant walked ahead and held the door open for them both.

Sir led her out of the door with a hand gripped to her upper arm. It seems she hadn't made it far at all last night. The hallway was the same as the one she peeked into the night before hoping to find it vacated before she found the men in the study. Sir led her down the hall and to the staircase. He took her down the stairs and into the basement.

Cassie tried to dig in her heels. She knew that was the last place she wanted to go. She didn't know there was a basement. There were no windows from the outside, so she was sure the only way out was the way she was currently headed down.

She hadn't held up Sir whatsoever. He swiftly slapped her ass, making her jump and squeal as he continued to drag her down the stairs. He deposited her in a small room. All it had was a pallet made of blankets on the floor and a toilet. The lights were dimmed down. He stepped in behind her and shut the door.

"Cassie, I suggest you start cooperating and fast. The faster you do, the better off you will be."

Sir had started to unbuckle and then slide his belt off. He had her up against the wall before she could blink. Her face pressed into the cold wall with his weight behind her shoulders, making it impossible for her to move. His hand smoothed down her exposed back before dipping into her underwear. She felt his finger trace her ass before she felt him grip her underwear and rip them off her.

Cassie screamed as the belt came down hard on her ass. She struggled with all her might to push away from the wall and from Sir. By the fifth time the belt came down it was all she could do to keep standing. If it wasn't for Sir, she could have been on the floor. The belt came down again and again. By the time he was done, she was crying hysterically.

"Shhhhhh. This is why you need to cooperate." Sir pulled her into his chest and cuddled her best he could. "There will be times that you misbehave and I will be required to discipline you for it. There will also be times that I will do this for fun."

Fun? How was this fun? Sir led her over to the pallet of blankets and laid her down. He quickly took care of her bra, leaving her naked.

"You have some time to get in some rest. I'd advise you to take it. We start training in a few hours."

After he left the room, Cassie quickly removed the gag. She hoped she could get it into place before he came back but she had a better chance of falling asleep, even for a minute, without it. She curled into a ball and threw a blanket over her and fell into a fitful sleep.

Cassie was rudely awakened when the blanket was ripped from her. Sir stood over her holding her gag.

"Cassie, I told you no touching."

She stared up at him and his eyes narrowed. He fell to his knees, effectively trapping her legs.

"There is no need for a repeat of last night. I happen to like my balls intact, thank you."

"Get off!" Cassie tried to push him off of her, which was like trying to move a mountain. Cassie gasped after she slapped him across the face. Sir just sighed and secured her hands after she froze. He turned her over and cuffed her hands behind her back. Cassie let out a groan as his hand smoothed over her aching ass cheeks.

"Such beautiful markings, Cassie. Looks like we will be adding more to you."

"Wait! Please! I'm sorry!" 

"As much as your begging does for me, rules are rules. I told you there are consequences. I told you not to attack me. The sooner you accept your new life, the easier things will get for you. Now, come."

Sir got to his feet and pulled Cassie to hers. He walked to the other side of the room, to a set of chains she hadn't noticed earlier. He strapped her arms and legs to the wall, spread far apart to keep her from moving. He quickly put the gag back into place. Cassie started to worry since her back was to the wall. What did he plan on doing?

Sir had brought with him a flogger. Cassie was sure that this wouldn't be fun. Even less than taking a belt to her ass. Sir brought the flogger to her chin and forced her head up.

"Head up, Cassie."

Cassie let out a scream when the flogger came down on her right breast. Sir alternated hits on each breast, never hitting the same place twice. Cassie struggled to get out of the way, but the flogger never missed its mark. Sir brought the flogger down on her nipple and Cassie thought she was going to pass out. Sir brought the flogger back up to her chin when she dropped her head and forced her head back up.

"Head up," Sir reminded her.

Cassie had silent tears flowing down her face. She barely had enough voice to whine when the flogger came down on her other nipple. Cassie tried to beg him again to stop, Sir had gotten a look on his face and Cassie was sure it wasn't over yet.

Sir quickly brought the flogger down on her exposed pussy. Cassie let out a hoarse scream as her legs buckled, leaving her hanging by her wrists. Sir gave her two more swats to her tender pussy before he decided he was done.

"I know you are new to this, Cassie. But I still advise you to submit and cooperate." Sir started to unbuckle her from the wall. "Come now, Mr. Mason wants to get a look at you."

Sir bound her hands behind her back and took out a collar out of his pocket. He secured it to her neck and attached a lease.

"Mr. Mason has certain fetishes. You'd do well to obey him when you see him."

Cassie gulped behind her gag. Sir led her out of the room by the leash. By the time they walked up the stars, her tears had stopped but her breathing was just as ragged. Cassie had never felt so exposed, emotionally and physically. Sir dragged her along when she halted when she saw one of the house staff in the hall. Her cheeks were burning when she finally entered the same study she had watched Mr. Mason from the previous night. Mr. Mason was seated in his chair behind the desk. He pushed the chair out and turned to face her.

"Luke, get her on her hands and knees for me, please." Sir released her hands and pushed her down to her hands and knees. He walked forward and relinquished the leash to Mr. Mason.

"Here, girl." Mr. Mason called as he pulled on the lease. Cassie sent a glare to Sir, aka Luke, aka the bastard, and then crawled over to Mr. Mason. He pulled her until she was between her legs with her face inches from his cock.

"Good girl. Have you had her yet, Luke?"

"No sir. She's taken a belt to her ass and a flogger to her breasts for disobeying but that's as far as we have made it so far."

"Good. I had hoped to be the one to break her in."

"By all means," Sir responded. He sat himself on the couch to watch Mr. Mason play with her.

Mr. Mason released his semi erect cock from his pants. "Remove your gag. I warn you know, you bite me and I will pull out every single one of your teeth. Do you understand?"

Cassie nodded and released her gag. Mr. Mason fisted her hair and forced himself into her mouth. "Come on, girl, use that tongue of yours. You wouldn't want to have another session with a belt so soon, would you?"

Cassie ran her tongue under his cock and swirled it over the head of his cock. She took his moan to mean that for the moment, she avoided another punishment. His cock slowly hardened all the way and she could no longer fit it all in her mouth. She slowly worked her tongue up and down his cock before sucking it back into her mouth. When she started to pull away his fisted tightened and shoved her face all the way down onto him, sending his cock into her throat. Cassie gagged and started to struggle.

"You can take it, just let it happen," Mr. Mason panted. He withdrew her and then pushed her down again. "Swallow, swallow my cock."

Cassie managed to swallow, tearing another moan from Mr. Mason. He finally let go of her and she withdrew to catch her breath. Mr. Mason let her go.

"Turn around and back that ass up to me."

Cassie slowly turned around and backed up. Mr. Mason's hands gripped her aching cheeks and pulled them apart. Cassie let out a squeal of pain and a look from Sir kept her still and silent.

"Luke, help, if you please. She isn't going to stay still for this."

Cassie's eyes widened when she tried to turn to look at Mr. Mason. But Sir reached her first. He forced her head to face him and kept her in place. She felt a finger with lube circle around her virgin asshole. Sir caught her when she tried to bolt forward and pushed her back into the finger. The finger slowly entered her, spreading the lube around.

"And now, my dear, this won't be pleasant for you, but it will be very pleasant for me."

Cassie felt something hard and rubbery prod her asshole. It slowly worked its way inside of her, breaching the muscles she clamped to keep it out. It started to burn and felt like her ass was on fire the further it was pushed inside of her.

"Relax," Sir whispered. "It will hurt less if you just relax."

Relax? The bastard had no idea what he was talking about. Cassie clenched her teeth and tried to relax her ass as much as possible. She felt it slide all the way inside of her before her ass closed around it.

"There, that's a good girl."

Sir let go of her head and she twisted to see what Mr. Mason had done to her. Cassie gasped when she realized what he had done to her. At the end of the butt plug was what looked like a dog tail. The bastard had really turned her into a dog!

Sir turned her back around and held her again. She pleaded with him with her eyes to not let this happen. She got a small sigh in return and a gentle caress of her face instead.

"It will be okay." Sir promised as Mr. Mason's cock nudged at her pussy. Cassie tried to hold in her cry as he plunged deep inside of her in one long, painful thrust. Sir held onto her as Mr. Mason groaned behind her before withdrawing and thrusting forward again. His hips worked at a frantic rate, each thrust started to feel less painful. Cassie tried to hold her hips still but soon she was letting herself thrust back onto Mr. Mason's cock. 

"Good girl," Sir whispered. Cassie closed her eyes tight and continued to move her hips. Her eyes flew open when Sir touched her engorged clit. Her whole body heated up and she felt like she was going to burst into flame. Sir gently swirled his fingers around her clit and continued to work it until she finally came with a scream, only moments before Mr. Mason grunted out his release.

"Well, Luke, I think this one is a keeper." Mr. Mason said as he slowly pulled his softening cock out of her. "Keep the tail in. It looks good on her."

"Of course, Mr. Mason."

Instead of making her crawl back down stairs, Sir picked her up and carried her down to her room. He lay down with her as she worked her way through her tears and held onto her long after she finally settled down.

"It will all be alright, Cassie. We'll start your real training tomorrow. Let's just get some rest." Sir gently pried the gag out of her mouth.

"You're staying with me?" Cassie said hoarsely.

"It's my job to care for you, Cassie. That means not leaving you alone and afraid. Now, hush."

Belonging to Sir Ch. 02



When Cassie woke the next morning, she was alone. The lights were dimmed so she could barely make out the room. Cassie rubbed the dried tears off her eyes. They still felt swollen from crying the night before.

Cassie sat up when the lights got brighter and the door opened. Sir walked through the door with a tray. He sat down beside her and put the tray on his lap. 

"For now, you are allowed to feed yourself as there is no table here. When I feel you are ready, we are going to move you to a room upstairs. Normally I would have you kneel at my feet and I would feed you by hand."

Cassie didn't like the sound of that. Everything was being taken away from her. Was this how people got brainwashed? Sir set the tray down in her lap and she quickly picked up the spoon. Lumpy oatmeal. Yum. Cassie tried not to gag on the plan, cardboard tasting breakfast. When she was through, Sir took the tray and set it aside. Cassie squeaked when Sir reach out and tweaked a nipple. Cassie started to speak, to tell him to stop, but remembered the rule to not speak unless asked a direct question. Sir watched her as she closed her mouth instead.

"Close call, Cassie." Both hands were at her nipples, pinching, pulling, and twisting. Cassie struggled against herself, to not reach up and push him away. "Lay down on your stomach."

Cassie hesitated before lying down and turning over, which earned a smack to her ass. Cassie yelped. Sir pulled her ass cheeks apart and slowly started to take the plug out of her ass, slowly. "Do you need to use the toilet?"

Cassie blushed. She had hoped she wouldn't have to do that in front of him. Nodding, she waited to see if he was going to give her some privacy. Instead, he hauled her to her feet and guided her over to the toilet. Cassie blushed as he pushed her down on it and waited patiently for her to finish. Afterward, he helped clean her up. 

Sir bound her hands behind her back and led her out of her room. Another trip up the stairs and he guided her outside. Cassie squealed and tried to turn and run back into the house, but Sir had a good grip on her arm and dragged her the rest of the way. The property was like what her father owned, private, with acres of land surrounding the property so you couldn't see your closest neighbor. Even so, Cassie still didn't want to be outside naked.

Cassie pleaded with Sir with her eyes but he was unmoved. He led her over to a barn type building. Cassie guessed Mr. Mason had some horses of his own, which she was proved right. She could her the horses inside, but Sir didn't lead her inside. He stopped outside by one of the hoses used to wash down the horses. Sir clipped the leash to her collar and then tied the end to the bar on the wall.

The water was freezing and Cassie screamed when Sir set the water on her full blast. He soaked her from head to toe. When he shut the water off, she hoped they were done, but instead, Sir had a bottle of soap and a cloth and rubbed down her entire body, making sure to clean everywhere, including between her ass cheeks.

Cassie squirmed while Sir washed her. She stilled when he commanded she stand still. She felt his fingers circle her asshole and his other hand glide down her stomach to her pussy. His fingers glazed her clit and circled her other opening. Her body betrayed her when she started to become aroused. When Sir slipped a finger in both entrances at the same time, Cassie felt dizzy. And happy. Last time hurt a lot when she had something shoved inside of her. This time, it felt different. Like a firework ready to explode.

Cassie groaned when Sir abruptly stopped and backed away. "Please, Sir, please!"

She got no response other than a stream of freezing water to wash the soap away. The coldness took care of her desire quickly, but she still felt a mild ache for something. Something she hadn't known she wanted.

When Sir was done washing her down, he shut the water off and toweled her off with a soft hand towel. Cassie stood shaking from the cold and the left over adrenaline from her pending orgasm.

"It's too early for a punishment, I think." Cassie felt the blood drain from her face. "I think I'll wait for tonight, to see if you earn anymore."

Cassie wanted to plead with him, but decided to keep her mouth shut before she earned another punishment. They were headed back inside when Mr. Mason stepped outside.

"Luke, I see the tail I gave her is mysteriously absent."

Cassie stepped behind Sir and peeked over his shoulder. She really didn't like Mr. Mason. There was something off about him, something other than the willingness to do whatever it takes to get what he wants. Maybe it was the way he looked at her. As if she wasn't human, as if she was just an animal who yearned to be human.

"Yes, Mr. Mason. It's out just long enough to get her cleaned up."

"Ah. I see. I had thought you would clean everything while you were out here. It must have been an oversight." Sir's shoulders tensed up. Cassie couldn't be sure, but she thought that Sir didn't like Mr. Mason just as much as she did.

"Yes, of course. I will correct that. Cassie, if you will come with me, we will go take care of that."

"Out here, is fine, Luke."

Cassie watched as Sir and Mr. Mason had a staring contest. Moments passed before Sir turned around and brought her back to the house and tied her leash to the wall.

"Hands against the wall, feet spread, Cassie." 

The look Sir gave her had her complying immediately. Cassie did as he asked and focused on the siding. She heard Sir open one of the compartments on the hose holder and then the water turned on. She felt his fingers slip between her ass cheeks, cold liquid smeared around her asshole and just inside.

"Keep it in as long as you can, Cassie. It will be uncomfortable, but it won't hurt," Sir whispered in her ear. And then she felt it. The nozzle of the hose slip inside her rear entrance and the burst of cold water start to fill her up. When Cassie tried to push away, Sir managed to keep her in place.

"It's okay, it will be over soon."

Cassie started to whimper. She was starting to feel full. More than full, like she was about to burst. "Hold it in, Cassie. Don't let it out yet." The nozzle slipped out of her and it took all her concentration to keep the ice cold water inside her gut. She could feel some of it leak out. 

When Mr. Mason approached her, she started to really worry. He pinched her nipple hard, almost causing her to lose her hold. When his fingers moved down her stomach to her pussy, Cassie started to whimper again. His rough fingers prodded and rubbed her dry pussy, hurting as he shoved his fingers inside her hard. Cassie cried out as she lost her hold and water came pouring out of her.

"My, my, Cassie. I thought you had it in you to hold it. Luke, send her to my study for her punishment."

"Yes, Mr. Mason."

Cassie started to cry. It wasn't fair! He was the reason she couldn't hold it! Mr. Mason's footsteps faded away and then she was back in Sir's arms.

"Shhh, it's okay. He's a bastard and hopefully it will be over fast. He's never taken an interest in any of his slaves before. It will pass." 

Cassie hoped he was right. She thought she could deal with Sir. Despite his capturing her and the humiliation she's experienced so far, she had this odd sense that he would try to keep her safe. Sir had her quickly dried off again and led her through the house to the study. The furniture was pushed to the walls and in the middle was a weird looking bench, it looked like it was missing the top cushion. Instead, she saw a cushion where her hips rested and where her chest would rest. When Sir drew her closer, she could see where her knees went and where her arms would be bound. Sir had her kneel down and lay across the bench and then fastened her arms into place. 

The bench angled so her ass was higher than her head. As if she was kneeling doggy style on the floor. The bench forced her legs far apart, leaving her exposed. Sir strapped her thighs into place and took up the spot right in front of her face. 

She felt hands on her ass. Mr. Mason gripped her hard and tore a whimper out of her throat. Sir ran his hands through her hair, trying to comfort her. Mr. Mason's grip eased and she felt something hard and cold slowly being shoved inside her ass. It was bigger than the plug yesterday. And while she was a little more stretched out, it still felt like her ass was on fire when he pushed it all the way inside. And then he pushed another inside her pussy. She felt him stick something to her thighs before turning his attention to her nipples. He squeezed and pinched until they beaded to his satisfaction. Then he put clamps on her nipples. Cassie cried out as each one was attached.

And then Sir let go of her. Cassie wanted his hand back in her hair. Mr. Mason moved away from her and then she felt something. Electricity zapped her; it pulsed in her ass, then her pussy and thighs and then her nipples. It tore a scream out of her mouth as the cycle continued. Cassie fought her bondage, but couldn't dislodge any of the things inside her or attached to her.

"Come Luke, we'll let her get some rest while we go eat some lunch."

"Please, Sir, don't leave me here alone!" Cassie cried. 

"Ah, yes. I almost forgot. Here, I'll let you have the honors." Mr. Mason handed Sir the gag she had worn the day before. Cassie started to cry harder as it was pushed back into her mouth and buckled into place.

Then she heard them retreat and shut the door. It felt like hours, there was no rest. She wondered if this is what it would feel like if she somehow tripped and got her nipple stuck in a electrical outlet. She could feel herself start to sweat. And then her legs started to tremble and her knuckles were white from the grip she had.

After the first half hour, the cycle changed. It became erratic. She almost prefer the constant cycle before, where she knew what was coming. Now she had no idea what would happen next and she had tensed up waiting for the next zap.

By the time Sir returned to her, she was almost hysterical. She was glad he came alone. Sir quickly shut it off and began to remove everything from her. He saved her nipples for last.

"Sorry, Cassie. This won't be pleasant taking the clamps off." He released the clamp and Cassie groaned as blood returned to her nipples, bringing with it the pain of feeling returning to her. He quickly released her from the bench and had her wrapped up in one of the blankets from the couch. He settled in and cuddled her to his chest.

After Cassie calmed back down she looked up at Sir. "Why do you do this?" Her voice was just as hoarse now as it was the night before.

"Do what, exactly?"

"Hold me."

"Ah, well, I didn't start out as a slave trainer. Actually, that's not really what I do here. I volunteered this time around. But before, when life wasn't so complicated, I preferred my sex with a bit of dominance. I like my women submissive in the bedroom. You can't expect someone to submit if you refuse to care for them."

"Why did you volunteer?"

"I was there when Mr. Mason forced your father to turn over the deed for your land. He had no intention of letting you get away. It was always his plan to have you here. I think it's a punishment for your father's refusal to sell when Mr. Mason first asked. You just made it easy by showing up practically on his front step."

Cassie shivered. She hadn't really been thinking when she had tried to sneak inside to gather evidence. Instead, she played right into the hands of the monster that wanted to make her a slave. She hoped she wouldn't encounter Mr. Mason again, but she thought that she might as well get used to the idea that she would be seeing more of him than she liked.

"Come, it's time to get you some food of your own. Remember the rules while we are out there."

Cassie eyes widened with dismay. She had forgotten so easily while she was in his lap.

"Don't be so frightened. If I hadn't wanted to answer, I would have reminded you. Questions I can handle, in private of course. When we are out it will be in your best interest to obey and ask your questions when we are alone."

Sir guided her to the dining room where a tray was left waiting for them. Sir took a seat and gestured to the spot by his feet. Cassie slowly got to her knees. Sir tapped her knees until she widened them to his satisfaction.

"Knees as wide as they go. When you kneel, keep your eyes to the floor. It's okay to refuse food you don't like or if you get full. Any food allergies?"

"No, Sir."

"Good." Cassie took food from his fingers when they appeared in front of her lips. She was hungry enough to eat everything he offered; not refusing any of it until she had ate her fill. He lowered a glass of water to her lips and let her drink periodically.

She had ate everything and leaving just a little bit of fruit left. When Sir's hand approached her mouth she finally shook her head.

"Full?"

"Yes, Sir."

Instead of returning the fruit to his plate, he bit into the strawberry and brought it back down to her chest. He circled her nipple with the fruit, leaving it's juices behind. The gentle touch of the fruit was much better than the rough treatment earlier and Cassie slowly felt herself become wet from the attention.

"Come sit on my lap." Cassie rose slowly to her feet and let Sir guide her onto her lap. She straddled his legs and arched into him when he took a fruit covered nipple into his mouth. He suckled and licked, tormenting her with his tongue.

"Good girl," Sir whispered against her breast. Cassie didn't know what she did right until his hand found her pussy. She had started to grind herself into his erection. His fingers gently slipped between her pussy lips and started to stroke her, often circling her clit.

Sir pushed her back onto the floor after he had licked all the juice from her breasts. He unzipped his pants and pushed his pants down enough to expose his cock. Without waiting for a command, Cassie took his cock into her mouth. Sir fished her hair but let her control her speed and tempo as she sucked and tongued his cock. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock before sliding her mouth down as far as she could manage. As she slowly moved away, Sir pulled her head further back to let his cock pop out of her mouth. He held his cock up against his stomach and pushed her face to his balls. Cassie looked up at him as she took one of his balls gently in her mouth and suckled it.

Sir groaned and Cassie felt proud that she managed to please him. She took turns taking each one into her mouth and gently suckling it. When Sir had enough he pushed her to her back on the floor and quickly stripped out of his clothing.

"Spread your legs for me," he commanded. She complied and pulled her legs up to her chest, exposing her core. Her very wet core. Slowly he pushed himself inside her and Cassie moaned out as he worked on getting all the way inside of her.

Sir was longer than Mr. Mason had been and he was able to hit something inside of her that every time he hit it, it brought her closer and closer to the edge. She felt like she could burst into a million pieces. When Sir latched on to her nipple and sucked she just about lost it.

"Come for me, Cassie, come for me now," Sir commanded, letting go of her nipple long enough to urge her over the edge and latched right back on.

Cassie screamed out her orgasm as Sir's pace picked up to a frantic tempo and he came, grunting out his pleasure shortly after she had. Sir collapsed on top of her and Cassie found her arms worm their way around Sir and to hold him to her.

What neither one of them saw was Mr. Mason standing in the frame of the dining room, looking none too pleased at what he found.



Belonging to Sir Ch. 03



Days later, Sir had Cassie attached to a padded bench, riding a dildo. Cassie had refused to move on it at first, but Sir had already planned ahead. If she didn't move fast enough Sir zapped her with an electric wand. So she rode the dildo best she could. She had never had sex being on top and her movements were jerky and uncontrolled.

Sir had set the wand aside and put his hands on her hips, he helped her find a good rhythm and pace. He held onto her long after she had figured it out and squeezed her hips as the dildo hit a spot deep inside her that set her blood boiling. She hadn't noticed when he removed his hands, but yelped when he zapped her with the wand.

"No coming without permission."

Damn him. Sir knew Cassie struggled with asking permission for anything. She didn't want to be a participant in her own training. She didn't want to be involved or begging for orgasms or scraps of food. 

"Ask me, Cassie," Sir said, shocking her again when she had slowed. Cassie redoubled her efforts and found herself back on the edge, knowing she could come at any moment but Sir would make sure she wouldn't until she had asked him permission.

"It's easy really. All you have to say is 'Sir, may I come?'"

That wasn't easy. Cassie was pretty sure that would hard for her. She had barely had any sexual experience before her capture and, she was still shy about her body and about her needs. Deep down, she was upset she had needs she would have to beg to get. She had never experienced anything like this with any other guy. But then again, the boys she had been with before were only worried about themselves. Sir had made sure she knew pleasure. Knew it and then made her crave it.

Cassie struggled as she kept up her pace, not to fall over the edge without permission. Cassie tried to slow down a little to ease back on her pending orgasm and received a shock for her trouble. Cassie squealed when the wand had zapped her sensitive clit.

"Cassie," Sir sighed. "If you continue to refuse, I can always add another dildo. I know you will learn to love having a dildo or cock up your ass. Now is as good a time as any to get you used to it."

"P-please, Sir..." Cassie whispered.

"Louder, I can't hear you."

"Please, S-sir," Cassie said, only marginally louder. "Please, may I... may I..."

"Come, Cassie. Say it. Say, may I come?"

"P-please, Sir, may I..." Cassie gasped out and finally managed to whisper the last word. "Come."

"Now, Cassie, all at once and loud enough to be heard."

The rotten bastard! "Please, Sir, may I come?"

"Good girl. Let's hope it doesn't always take this long. Come for me, Cassie."

Cassie increased her pace as Sir's hand crept to her tender pussy and ran a thumb over her clit and sent her over the edge. Cassie screamed out her orgasm while she continued to ride the dildo furiously. Cassie finally slowed and slumped over. If Sir hadn't been next to her, she would have fallen to the floor.

"Good girl," Sir whispered in her ear as he held her up and worked on releasing her legs from the bench.

"Marvelous," Mr. Mason said, catching them both by surprise. Mr. Mason was standing in the doorway, clapping. Cassie tensed up in Sir's arms as he helped her off the bench.

"It seems you have made some progress, Luke."

"Yes, Mr. Mason. Some. She's a bit resistant in some areas, but excelling in others."

"I see. I think I want to see how far she's come. I'm holding a party tonight. I want her by my side tonight. And Luke, don't forget the tail. I want to show off my new toy."

Cassie paled as Mr. Mason turned and left the room. Sir swept her off her feet and cuddled her to his chest.

"I'm sorry, Cassie. I must do as he asks. You will do fine as long as you do nothing to warrant a punishment from him."

Sir set her down on the floor next to the French doors so she could look outside. He had brought her to his suit. It made training her easier. He said she was going to stay here for the rest of her training, so he had packed up her things this morning and moved her in here. He made her a pallet of blankets next to his bed. She would have to sleep with an ankle chained to his bed, but she felt better knowing he was close by.

Sir returned with a wet wash cloth and had gently cleaned her up. There was a knock at the door and then a servant walked in carrying a tray. She put it at the small table and left.

"Come, let's eat lunch, and I need to tell you what to expect tonight."

Cassie shakily got to her knees. She had to admit, she had grown more graceful about it. She no longer just plopped down. But after the orgasm she just had, it was hard not to let her body go limp to the floor since she felt boneless anyway.

"Good girl." Cassie was starting to like the praise Sir gave her when she did something right. It shouldn't, she knew, but it made her feel better for doing something that pleased him.

"Tonight is unavoidable. As you saw on your first day here, Mr. Mason has peculiar tastes." Sir fed her a few bites and took a bite of his own. "You will at no point walk upright. You are to stay on your hands and knees at all times. He will walk you on a leash, people will treat you as if you were a real dog, not a poor girl who would rather be a million miles away. He may ask you to perform tricks."

Cassie gasped and looked Sir in the eyes. Sir took a moment to eat some more and to feed her more food. She had finally gotten the point where she no longer rebelled at the idea of him hand feeding her. 

"Cassie, I can't stress this enough. Do what he asks. Any punishment you earn there will be given in front of all the whole party. And Mr. Mason isn't exactly gentle and caring either."

No, he wasn't, she thought. She knew she had been wrong about Sir when she first got here earlier this week. He was strict, but he cared. He made sure she was alright, made sure she was fed and warm and that nothing was wrong. But Mr. Mason scared her. She felt safe with Sir, crazy as it seems. She felt like Mr. Mason was the very opposite of what Sir was. Safe, in control.

Sir held a glass of water to her lips, and she drained half the glass. Sir looked at her with concern.

"Were you thirsty earlier?"

"No Sir, just after... just after... the session."

"Ah, I see." Sir replaced the glass with food, and they ate the rest of it in comfortable silence. When they were finished, Sir beckoned Cassie to follow him. He had led her to the bathroom. It was a bathroom that she envied. Her father's house had been built decades ago, and while she missed her home, she also had a hope of one day having a whole afternoon to herself in this bathroom. The bathtub was big enough that she could probably swim in it when it was full and the shower had multiple heads to hit every part of the body.

Instead of leading her to the shower, Sir started the bathtub and poured generous amounts of bath bubbles and scents in the running water.

"You have several hours before you need to be ready for tonight. You can relax in the bath for a while. Don't get used to it and don't even think about touching yourself. I will know, and you will end up at the party with pretty marks to show off."

"Y-yes, Sir."

"Good." Sir helped her step into the hot water and she sank down into it with a blissful sigh. Her shoulders still ached from whenever Sir had seen it appropriate to bind her hands behind her back and her ass. She was ashamed to admit she had yet to go a day without earning a punishment. She had closed her eyes but opened them when she felt Sir's hand on her head. 

"Shhh, I'm just going to get you cleaned up and then you can have all the time you want to relax."

Sir had taken a cup and wetted down her hair. With shampoo in his hands, his fingers slide through her hair and Cassie was unable to swallow another blissful sigh as his fingers massaged her scalp as he washed her hair. And then the strangest thing happened. Her nipples puckered and she started to feel an ache between her legs. Who had thought that something like this would turn her on.

Wanting to avoid a punishment, Cassie brought her hands up to the edge of the tub and gripped the edges as hard as she could. Sir had rinsed her hair and smoothed conditioner in her hair and was finally rinsing that out as well.

Cassie gasped when his hand went from her hair to her breast. Sir gently pinched her nipple and squeezed her breast. A moan escaped her mouth and Cassie was glad the hot water already had her flushed or Sir would see her blush.

"You are so beautiful like this," Sir told her. Cassie looked up at him and for once Sir was wearing his feelings on his face. She saw naked desire there. And for the first time since she came to be here, she felt like she had some power in her sexuality. 

"Please, Sir, I need..." Cassie trailed off as he pinched her other nipple.

"Need what?" Sir asked, his voice thick with lust

.

"I need to come, Sir, please!" Cassie gasped as both hands worked her breasts, playing with her nipples, pinching, squeezing and driving her absolutely crazy.

"Don't you want to relax for a bit?"

He had her in such a state that relaxation was out the window. Cassie shook her head as she thrashed in the water, making sure to keep her grip on the tub.

"Get out and bend over the edge of the tub," Sir commanded.

Cassie shot up quickly, bubbles running down her body and complied. She had just barely bent over the tub when Sir's tongue thrust deep in her pussy. Cassie gasped and started to thrust her hips back at him before his hands came up to hold her still.

Sir licked and nibbled at her, his tongue swirling around and inside of her before sliding his tongue through her slit and circling her engorged clit. Sir tried to keep her still but her hips were still grinding against his face and then she screamed when Sir sucked her clit into his mouth.

"P-please, Sir," Cassie gasped out.

"You are free to come whenever you like for this session," Sir said before diving back into her pussy.

He sucked her clit back into her mouth and laved it with his tongue and finally with his teeth. Cassie screamed out her orgasm and Sir kept going, making her ride it out. After she came down he didn't let up. His tongue found her entrance and slowly circled it. It wasn't long before Cassie felt herself building up again. 

"Wait! No," Cassie cried out as his tongue drew up higher and higher to her rosebud. His tongue swirled around her hole and forced its way inside of her. Sir had kept Cassie from pulling away as he tormented her with his tongue. He licked and prodded her as his fingers found their way to her empty pussy. With his fingers inside of her and a thumb on her clit, he soon had her mindless with pleasure while his tongue assaulted her ass.

Sir withdrew his tongue and Cassie felt oddly empty. She was sure she didn't want anything inside her ass, but she had to admit to herself, maybe not to Sir, that it wasn't painful this time. Actually, she had enjoyed the new sensations with the lack of pain.

"Stay there," Sir commanded as both hands left her. Left her with her right on the edge and crying out her frustration as she was sure she was about to explode again. It felt like an hour before he came back into the bathroom and touched her again.

Cassie was so far gone it hadn't taken her long at all to get back to the edge of orgasm. Sir's fingers entered her pussy and his thumb stroked her clit masterfully. When she felt like she was about to go over, he slowed his pace, her pleasure slowly fading back.

"Please, Sir! I need it!"

"I know you do, I know." Sir comforted her. But he continued with the slow pace as she felt something nudge her rosebud. She felt something slick and rubbery. She had a fairly good idea what it was but at the moment, she didn't care. All she wanted was to come again and again.

Sir slowly worked it inside of her, keeping her the on edge to make it pleasant. He had worked it most of the way inside of her before he pulled it out and slowly pushed it back in. He fucked it in and out of her for a few minutes before finally pushing it all the way inside of her and let her ass close around the end of the plug.

Cassie felt incredibly full. It hadn't hurt at all this time around and having the plug inside of her only made her hornier. When Sir's thumb left her clit she tried to push back to follow but a slap her ass kept her still. When she felt his cock at her pussy, Cassie moaned. Sir slowly worked his way inside of her and took long leisurely strokes inside of her.

"Please, Sir! I can't take it! I need it faster!"

Instead of picking up his pace, he withdrew from her. Cassie cried out. She wanted to come; she wanted him inside of her.

"Climb on top of me," Sir said. He had laid down on the rug, his erect cock beckoning her to him. Cassie moved away from the tub and straddled his hips as he guided his cock to her pussy. All of a sudden, Cassie was glad for the lesion earlier today to prepare her for this. Cassie lowered herself onto his cock. It felt better than the dildo. And the plug in her ass actually made it feel even more amazing. 

"Play with your nipples," Sir said huskily.

Cassie's hands went to her breasts and she started to pinch and pull at her nipples, the way Sir had played with them as she started to move on top of him. Her pace increased and finding the rhythm she had earlier on the bench, Cassie was soon thrashing on top of him, mindless as she approached her orgasm.

"Come for me, Cassie," Sir said. And she obeyed. Cassie screamed out and collapsed onto his chest. Sir gently rolled her under him and soon he was grunting out his own release. Sir lowered himself onto Cassie and she wrapped her arms around his shoulders. He gasped into her chest and she waited while he regained his breath and strength. She ran her hands in his hair and he closed his eyes and relaxed fully on top of her. After a few minutes, he raised himself up to look into her eyes.

"You are beautiful when you come."

Cassie blushed but she felt pleased he thought so.

"Looks like you will have to get cleaned up again." Sir withdrew his softened cock and stood up. He helped her up and kissed her forehead. "I will come to get you to get ready for the party tonight. Relax and enjoy yourself until then."

Cassie had felt a moment of affection for the man as he walked out of the bathroom and left the door open a bit so he could look in on her. She was sure it was a bad idea to fall for her captor, but sometimes you wouldn't help things like that.



Belonging To Sir Ch. 04



Cassie wasn't ready for this. She had spent an hour getting ready. Well, Sir spent an hour getting her ready. Her hair was left down, blow dried straight and Sir had instructed her to put on minimal makeup. He had removed her plug long enough to reapply lubricant just in case and now she was collared and ready for delivery. 

Mr. Mason had called earlier and wanted her to be brought to him. In front of all the guests. Sir had been uncharacteristically quiet. He didn't talk a lot but he always seemed to tell her what he was doing and why. But for the last hour he hadn't murmured a word.

Cassie had been kneeling at Sir's feet while he stared off into space. Finally he rose to his feet and got her leash. Cassie could almost hear a grandfather clock chiming, counting down to the beginning of her night. Sir attached her leash.

"I'm sorry, Cassie. You must go on all fours from here on out."

Cassie had already known this. Sir had spent a bit of his time telling her what to expect. Or rather, what was expected of her. Good little doggies don't talk. They also don't bite, scratch or touch themselves. Cassie wasn't worried about the last part. Sir was able to turn her on, but she had no lust for Mr. Mason and wasn't sure she could even get wet enough to make her life easier for the party.

Sir opened the door and led her down the long hallway. The carpet cushioned her knees but she knew she the tile she had to cross would be painful. As they got closer, Cassie could hear the buzz of conversation. Too many voices to pick out what was being said. It grew louder as they hit the foyer and Cassie winced as she crawled along the tiled floor.

There were many people standing around, dressed as if they were attending a black tie affair. Maybe they were. She also saw other people like herself, on all fours. What surprised her was that there were guy puppies too. She hadn't expected that. 

Sir gave the leash a little yank and Cassie scrambled to catch up.

"What a lovely creature, Luke. Is this one yours?" An older lady stopped them as they approached the ballroom. 

"No, Mrs. Hunter. This one here is for Mr. Mason." Sir's voice was tight and short, Mrs. Hunter gave him a questioning look but let it go. Sir continued into the ballroom and Cassie sighed in relief as her knees were once again on plush carpet. Cassie gasped and scrambled after Sir as someone had bent down and smacked her tail, making the plug wiggle inside of her. Sir didn't react, but continued to lead her.

Cassie braced herself as they approached Mr. Mason. She knew she couldn't avoid the party, but she had secretly hoped something would have happened to prevent her presence. No such luck.

"Ah, there you are, Luke." Mr. Mason said, greeting Sir. Sir relinquished the leash and Mr. Mason's smile grew. Cassie gulped at the look he gave her.

"You may go."

"I thought I might stay, in case you need me."

"Fine, but I don't want to see your face unless you are needed." Sir gave him a nod and walked away. As Cassie watched Sir go, she notice men stationed all around the room. Guess it was good to learn now that escaping was impossible. She'd never get passed any of those men.

"Well, aren't you happy to see me?" Mr. Mason said, staring down at her. Cassie hadn't a clue at what he wanted her to do. Until one of the other girls caught her eye and wiggled her rump. Cassie looked back up at Mr. Mason and waggled her tail. The look in his eye had her thinking he was trying to set her up. Like all he really wanted was an excuse to punish her. Cassie made a note to herself to obey no matter what. She really didn't want another one of his punishments.

Mr. Mason jerked her chain and started walking. Cassie crawled after him as he stopped at various groups of people, letting anyone who wanted to pet her and touch her. It felt weird to be petting like a dog. Even worse were the fingers that found their way to her pussy. She was pretty sure that normal people didn't do that to their pets.

"Why don't you roll over and show these men your belly," Mr. Mason said as he sneered down at her.

Cassie dropped to her side and rolled onto her back, with her legs and arms up like a puppy would have been.

"She's something, Mason. Is she for sale?"

For sale? Please say no, please say no!

"No, Conrad, she isn't. She's new and has quite a bit of breaking in to do."

"Such a shame. She's quite a looker."

"Here, I will let you play with her first." Mr. Mason handed the other man an actual dog toy in the shape of a bone. The man through it towards the wall and Cassie stared at him for a moment before crawling over to go "fetch" it. Cassie picked it up in her mouth and returned to the man.

"Not very enthusiastic is she?" Conrad said.

"We will just have to fix that."

Cassie looked around and saw the others like herself were actually acting like a puppy. Like they wanted to. Panting, wagging their tails and bounding after toys. Cassie cursed herself. She should have ran after her dad died. She had gotten herself in way over her head.

The man through the toy again and Cassie bounded after it, trying to show more puppy like qualities as she retrieved the toy. She returned to the man and dropped it to his feet, panting and wagging her tail.

"Much better," the man said, smiling down at her. Mr. Mason, however, was not smiling.

Mr. Mason picked up her leash and gave her another jerk before walking off. Cassie tried to keep up with him, but he kept yanking on the leash as she fell behind. He walked up to a couple of women who were seated with their puppies sitting at their feet. Mr. Mason engaged them in conversation. Cassie sat at his feet and tuned out his conversation and took in the rest of the room.

Now there were several around the room who were getting blow jobs or fucking their puppies and Cassie blanched. She had hoped Mr. Mason didn't want to do any of that with her, but she knew it was a foolish hope.

A sharp jerk of the leash sent her gaze back up to Mr. Mason. He sneered down at her again before repeating himself.

"I said this lovely lady would like to play." Cassie's eyes turned toward the lady. She looked like she was in her early forties. She had pulled her dress up over her hips and bared her shaved pussy and hooked her legs over the arms of her chair. Mr. Mason jerked her leash again.

"We don't have all night, the lady would like some puppy kisses."

Oh no. As Mr. Mason pulled the leash to get her face into the crotch of the other lady, Cassie pulled back on her leash, resisting. Mr. Mason smiled cruelly as his hand pushed her face down into the lady's wet pussy. He was stronger than she was and eventually gave in and stuck her tongue out and licked up the slit.

Cassie saw Sir standing in the shadows at the edge of the room and he gave her a nod. Meaning she should just do it and get it over with. Cassie took a deep breath and stuck her tongue out again. She licked up the slit and circled her tongue around the clit. 

Mr. Mason finally released her hair but the woman had taken up to holding her hair to push her face down.

"Lick my pussy," the woman ordered. "Stick your tongue in my pussy."

Cassie stuck her tongue inside of the woman's pussy and started to fuck her with it. The woman controlled her head and soon Cassie was licking and nibbling away at her pussy when she finally started to grind against her face. When the woman shoved her face down to her asshole Cassie bucked away with a gasp.

"No!" Cassie yelled. There was no way she was licking someone's asshole! Mr. Mason took her by the collar and started to drag her off with a wicked gleam in his eyes. Cassie searched the room until she found Sir. He looked angry. Cassie started to shake as she realized she had disappointed him.

Mr. Mason stopped long enough to exchange words quickly with one of his men and he proceeded to approach the middle of the room. When he stopped in the middle, Cassie sat at his feet, trembling.

"Ladies and gentlemen! May I have your attention? I'm sad to announce that my puppy of the evening has refused service." Mr. Mason's voice carried over and people quieted down to pay attention. As he spoke, two of his men were carrying something towards them. "For the rest of the night, she is fair game to anyone here! Even your own pets, if you give permission. If there is anything you need, just let me know. I can provide you with whips, paddles, clamps or anything else you might desire."

As Mr. Mason's men put down the wooden object they carried, Cassie paled. It was wooden stocks. The men dragged Cassie over to it while she thrashed against them and pushed her neck and wrists down and locked her in. Tears fell down Cassie's cheeks as she struggled against the stocks. She let out a muffled cry when she was gagged with a cock.

Cassie looked up into the man's eyes. He was someone's pet. And he shoved his cock into her mouth, barely giving her time to breath. She gagged when it hit the back of her throat but he kept going. He didn't last long. He pulled his cock out and shot his load in her face. Which made Cassie cry harder.

And it didn't let up from there. She always seemed to have at least one cock in her. She was glad the plug stayed in. She wasn't sure she could handle anyone fucking her ass like this. And it seemed to be a rule that everyone was to pull out and shoot their spunk on her, not inside her. She had people spank her ass raw as they fucked her. Not only with their hands. Mr. Mason had been handing people paddles to spank her with.

Mr. Mason came to the front of the stocks and smiled cruelly down at her. He showed her the clamps with weights on them and she tried to scream at him to not do it, but the cock in her mouth kept the words in her throat. The man pulled out long enough for Mr. Mason to pinch and clamp her nipples, so Cassie wouldn't bite his cock off. And then he was back inside her mouth as he fucked her face. Cassie shrieked as the weights bounced around by people fucking her.

She was ready to throw in the towel when she saw Mr. Mason with the electric wand. Mr. Mason was not gentle like Sir was. At least, as gentle as you can be when you shock someone. Sir would zap her, Mr. Mason held the wand to her body for long shocks. 

After a few minutes of shocking her, most of the people waiting their turn walked away, shaking their heads. Mr. Mason hadn't let up on her. When people abandoned Cassie, he took his turn. He ripped out her tail and plunged himself inside her in one quick, hard thrust. Cassie hoarsely screamed. She had long ago lost her voice and couldn't help but whimper as Mr. Mason plunged into her ass over and over while shocking her with the wand anywhere he could touch her with it.

Cassie gave an inward sigh of relief when some of Mr. Mason's guests came up and distracted him. As soon as Mr. Mason walked away from her, she felt hands on her face. She tried to look up but he knelt in front of her. Sir stared into her eyes, looking to see how far gone she was.

"I'm sorry, he isn't usually this cruel," Sir whispered to her.

"Luke, you better get her out of here while my husband has him distracted. The poor thing. What has gotten into that man?"

Cassie couldn't see her, but she was grateful for the assist. Sir gently pried her out of the stocks and clamps, bundled her against his chest and strode out of the ballroom. Cassie cried out when he tried to set her down on his bed, her ass too raw to take it. Sir turned her over to her stomach and walked into the bathroom. After a few moments of cabinets and drawers opening, he returned.

"This should help," Sir said, as he put some cream into his hands and began to massage it into her wounds. She could feel how tense he was. He must have been very angry with her. She had failed to do what he asked of her. To obey no matter what.

"I'm sorry," Cassie croaked.

"Oh, Cassie. This wasn't your fault. Mr. Mason has changed somehow. He seems obsessed with your pain for some reason. This was not your doing."

Sir continued to whisper words of comfort as he massaged cream into her welts and bruises. The sting was finally lessening and her eye lids were getting heavy. She wasn't sure how she could feel tired now. She should be thinking about how she was going to get out of here, to get away from this awful place. Instead, she wanted to stay in this bed, where the sheets smelled like Sir and comforted her just as much as his soft, lulling words.

Cassie must have fallen asleep; she woke when she realized Sir's hands had left her. The lights clicked off and then a warm naked body joined her on the bed. Sir threw a blanket over the top of them and then he drew Cassie on top of him and held her as she fell back asleep.

When she woke the next morning, she was still cuddled to his chest. His hands were slowly combing through her hair. She looked up and Sir was wide awake, watching her.

"Did you sleep?" Cassie asked, her body was still tender and sore.

"Some." Sir's voice sounded troubled still. "I'm sorry, Cassie. I'm sorry I didn't step in. You weren't ready for last night and Mr. Mason... he was looking for a way to trip you up so he could do what he did. If I could, I would go back to the night I saw you hiding in the bushes and let you go without a fight."

"Why does he want me?"

"I'm not sure of the whole story. But I think it had to do with your mom."

"What?" Cassie asked, pushing herself up to look down at him.

"Your mom was supposed to marry Mr. Mason. Or he wanted to marry her. I'm not sure whether they were engaged, promised or he was just obsessed with her. He saw your father as a man who took what was rightfully his. When your mom passed away last year, he began dealings to ruin your father. Financially, really. He wanted your father's land, his money, you. He wanted him brought low, knowing he had lost everything he cared about. Then your father had a heart attack and it took away Mr. Mason's method of revenge. So I think he's settled for tormenting you to get back at your mom."

"But my mom is dead! And my father. How does this work if neither of them is here to suffer seeing me this way?"

"I don't think he cares anymore about making them pay. Now it's about making your life miserable. Sins of the father and whatnot."

"So there is no hope for me? That it will get better?"

"Not if we stay here. With him."

"What are you saying?" Cassie gasped, looking down at him.

"Never mind for now. Just let me hold you a while longer before we eat breakfast and face Mr. Mason for ending last night early." Sir guided her head back to his chest and held her tight. He held her tight long after the knock at the door and the servant leaving a tray of food at the table in the living room. Cassie felt her eyes droop and she snuggled down in his arms, content to stay here as long as he would have her.



Belonging To Sir Ch. 05



The last few weeks went by fast. Cassie had been able to breathe a sigh of relief. Mr. Mason had left for a business meeting early the morning after the party and both she and Sir had been able to avoid any repercussions for Sir carrying her away from him. Cassie was even start to be proud of herself. She had managed to avoid getting punished every day, unlike when she first came to belong to Sir.

Things had changed since that night. Cassie wasn't disappointed in the least over them either. No more sleeping on the floor, but in bed, usually draped over Sir. He still commanded her obedience, but she was allowed to express her opinions, or ask questions, only in private away from anyone else, but it helped her a lot when it came to giving herself over to him. This was something she had thought would never happen. To be perfectly honest, she had thought she would be locked in a tiny dark room suffering horrors too ugly to imagine. Instead, she had started to think of her new life as home.

Cassie threw the covers off of both her and Sir. He was still asleep. He had gotten in bed late last night. Long after she had fallen asleep. She should let him sleep, but she had other plans for him. Slowly sliding down his body, she nestled herself between his splayed legs. She took his cock into her mouth and rolled it around with her tongue. It started to thicken and harden slowly, and she was able to keep most of it in her mouth while she teased him with her tongue. When it finally became fully erect, she abandoned his cock for his balls. A moan escaped his mouth as she suckled one of his testicles in her mouth.

"Oh, you minx," Sir said sleepily, his hand coming to rest in her hair. Cassie hated to admit it to herself, but she had some to love his cock. In any way she could get it. She was pretty sure it was just his cock too. No one else had been able to get her worked up like he could. 

Sir's hand gripped her hair, but he didn't control her head. Instead, if felt as if he was reaching out to steady himself. Cassie looked up into his eyes as she let her mouth wander slowly around his flesh. Desire lit his eyes. She knew it turned him on more to have her looking at him while she suckled his cock. She had learned to use her tongue more over the last few weeks and knew what it took to make him twitch.

Sir groaned as she took him all the way to the back of her throat. She held there and swallowed a few times before slowly withdrawing. She made a few shallow bobs before she finally picked up her speed. Sir grunted out his release as Cassie drank everything he shot down her throat. She suckled him gently to clean him off before letting his limp cock pop out of her mouth.

Cassie was shocked when he pulled her up over him and kissed her. Deeply. It was a line they hadn't crossed previously, and when Cassie overcame her shock, she sank deeply back into Sir and kissed him back. Cassie had hoped, but she was certain now this was more than just slave training. She couldn't imagine Sir being this way for her if he didn't care for her. Well, more than just caring for a slave anyway.

They had gotten up and showered when there was a knock at the door. Cassie walked to the side of the bed and knelt down while Sir went to answer the door. Sir may let her get away with certain things in private, but she learned her lesson to not test him when there were others around.

Cassie's head came up when she heard arguing. It didn't sound like breakfast had shown up. She could barely make out what was being said, just that both parties were angry. Even though Cassie learned that Sir had no cause to be angry with her, disappointed yes, but never angry, she still tensed up as though it was her fault. She hated it when Sir was angry.

Cassie bowed her head quickly when she heard footsteps approaching. She fought with herself to not look up, to not see who stopped in the door way. To not look at who ever was staring down at her. 

"So, you really have been training her. Not just acting like a horny teenager," the man said. Mr. Mason. He was back. Cassie started to tremble, squeezing her eyes closed and concentrated on her breathing.

"Of course I've trained her. She's learned well." Sir responded, his voice tight.

"I don't see a mark on her. Have you been going soft on her?" Mark her? Was she supposed to be beaten every day?

"She hasn't earned a punishment in a while, Mr. Mason. With proper training, she is excelling."

"Who cares about proper training? I want her miserable. I want her to suffer."

"No. You said you wanted her to become a slave. You didn't say you wanted her to become a whipping boy for your bruised ego."

"She's mine to do whatever I wish! I own her!"

Mr. Mason stepped towards Cassie and Sir blocked his way. Cassie was struggling to breathe; she felt a panic attack coming on and hoped to not pass out in case she needed to run.

"You've taken her freedom and you've taken her pride. You've humiliated her and you've played with her. You have no need to beat her unnecessarily as well."

Mr. Mason stormed out and Sir let out a pained sigh. He sat on the bed, close to Cassie. He was stroking her hair and reassuring her it will all be okay.

"I'm sorry Cassie. I had hoped he would have calmed down before now."

Cassie leaned into his leg and let him comfort her. She was just about ready to climb into his lap when his door burst open again and Mr. Mason returned. He didn't return alone. Instead he had several men with him.

"Take them both."

Cassie screamed and threw herself at Sir, who held her tightly as the men approached. They tore Cassie from Sir and several of the men had to wrestle Sir down to the ground before they managed to stick a needled into his neck. Cassie cried out for Sir as he struggled and after he stilled. Cassie froze when the same man who stuck Sir came towards her.

"Please, don't," Cassie whispered. The man's face showed no emotion as he withdrew another needle and stuck her with it. Cassie struggled to remain conscious but finally gave in as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

When Cassie woke up later, she woke to a pounding headache. She found herself in the same situation as the first time she came here. Bound and unable to move. The room was different. There were no windows and it was cold. Dark and cold. She was strapped to another exam table and through the dim light she saw Sir chained to the wall, still knocked out.

"Sir?" Cassie whispered. He didn't stir. "Sir, please!"

Cassie called out for him until he finally started to wake up. He was groggy for a while before finally coming to completely, realizing he was chained.

"Oh, Cassie. I'm so sorry," Sir said, while he struggled against the chains uselessly. 

The door opened and Mr. Mason, along with two other men, stepped into the room. "Ah, you are awake! Great. Then we can get started."

The two men stepped forward and released Sir from his chains. They didn't free him, instead they turned him to face the wall and locked him back in. Then one of them ripped his shirt open and exposed his back.

"Luke, dear boy, I'm sorry I have to do this. But you are meant to obey me just like she is meant to obey."

Mr. Mason stood back and nodded to the other man. He had a cane in his hand. Not a flogger, like Sir used on her, but a cane. Cassie cried out when she saw it.

"Gag her, if you would," Mr. Mason said, not taking his eyes off of Sir.

When the cane came down on Sir, he barely gave a grunt. Cassie cried out at each count. She watched as Sir took the cane to his back over and over, slowly starting to sag in his chains, his grunts getting louder and more pained. When the last strike landed, Sir was held up only by the chains and his back was an angry red with welts and gashes.

"Drag him to his cage," Mr. Mason ordered. They put him in an upright cage with him facing the room. It fit him like a glove and he had no room to turn or move. Sir slumped against the steel bars but was held up in a standing position.

Mr. Mason's cold eyes left Sir and turned on Cassie. Cassie was trembling from watching Sir get whipped and shuttered when she realized she would be next.

"Since Luke has decided that you don't deserve such rough treatment for no reason, he took your punishment. Instead, we have something else for you. Luke has no choice but to watch and be helpless to stop it."

Mr. Mason moved to her table and repositioned her legs. He held them bent and tied her calves to her thighs and attached her bindings to the table to prevent her from closing her legs. Mr. Mason ran a finger down her dry slit.

"You'll want to get wet, my dear. This will be harder on you if you don't." Mr. Mason told her. Cassie wanted to plead with him but the gag prevented her. She didn't want him inside her at all. But Mr. Mason made no move to put his finger, or cock, into her pussy. Instead, he held out his hand behind him, and one of the men dug in a black bag she hadn't noticed before and handed him a couple colorful sticks. 

Cassie looked at them in confusion. They looked sort of like oversized crayons. What was he doing? Mr. Mason produced a lighter and lit one. Cassie's eyes widened when she realized they weren't crayons but candles. She had a feeling she knew what they were for and hoped she was wrong. She wasn't.

A scream tore out her throat and was muffled by the gag as the first drop hit her. Mr. Mason tipped his hand and the melted wax landed in droplets on her stomach. Slowly, the wax hit around her stomach, making a circle around her belly button. Cassie's hoarse screams filled the air. Cassie's desperate screams grew louder as the wax started a trail lower and lower until the first drops hit her exposed pussy.

Mr. Mason's eyes were wide with excitement and Cassie was sure he was getting excited by her pain. His fingers trailed the cooled wax on her pussy, fascinated by what he was doing. He grabbed a different color and proceeded to drop wax again. A splash of hot wax hit her tender pussy and then he dribbled a bit down onto her asshole. Cassie squealed and it brought a chuckle from Mr. Mason. He brought the wax back up to her stomach and coated her more before moving up and splashing wax onto her nipples.

Cassie struggled as Mr. Mason dropped hot wax, changing colors often, all over her body. It hurt, but it also started to heat her up. And not in a painful way. It was unpleasant after it stopped hurting and then it started to tingle and send shivered down her spine to her pussy. Soon she was wet, confused and still struggling as Mr. Mason finally put the candles away.

"Ah, that is much better. You know, Luke, I think you're right. Maybe all pain is a bad idea. We'll try some new things out and see how well I do."

Cassie's eyes shot to Sir, who was now struggling in his cage. His angry eyes were pinned to the back of Mr. Mason's head and Cassie thought he looked like a bull locked in a cage with the matador taunting him.

"Mason, don't," Sir called out. One of the men moved toward Sir and forced a ball gag into his mouth.

"Thank you, that is much better." Mr. Mason motioned the two men to Cassie. They unbound her and picked her up. They stood before a weird looking cage. It was very much different from Sir's and Cassie was having a hard time figuring out how they were going to stick her in it. They lifted Cassie to sit into it and locked her upper body into the cage before bringing up her legs to lock into it. It finally clicked. She looked like she was squatting down. It left both her pussy and ass exposed. 

"Doesn't she look great, Luke?" Mr. Mason said as he examined Cassie in her cage. His fingers found their way to her wet pussy and pushed one inside of her. Cassie closed her eyes and tried to keep her body from reacting, but failed. His finger pulled out and slid further back to her asshole. Cassie moaned as he rubbed her hole gently before pushing in.

"Ah, she liked this now. Well, I do admit you have done this part to my satisfaction. She just might enjoy herself today."

Mr. Mason stepped back and let the men carry over Cassie's next treatment. Cassie was started when she realized it was two poles connected to a box. When the two men fitted two dildos to the poles Cassie about fainted. She thought the wax was hard to endure, she had a feeling she wouldn't like this next part whatsoever.

They lined up both dildos and pushed them inside her pussy and ass. The one in her ass went in all the way, and Cassie grunted as they were shoved inside of her. She was thankful they remembered to at least lube them before they put them inside of her. When Mr. Mason flipped the switch, Cassie groaned again as the started to slowly piston in and out of her. Mr. Mason had them set for one to be on the way out when the other entered.

Cassie felt full. They started out slow but slowly were working faster and faster. All she could do was clench her teeth since she could barely move in her cage. As they worked faster, the dildo in her pussy hit something inside of her. Something that was slowly driving her crazy. Something good. Cassie cried out around the gag as it intensified. Her eyes flew to Sir and stayed on his. Sir's eyes were full of concern and anger. And now, a little bit of lust. He liked seeing her in pleasure.

Cassie was unable to orgasm. She thought for sure it was because it wasn't Sir who controlled her body. That he hadn't given her permission. Mr. Mason had waited a long time before pulling something else out of his mysterious black bag. It looked like a wand of some sort. When Mr. Mason pushed the button, Cassie heard it start to vibrate. When Mr. Mason applied it to her clit, she screamed. She came instantly and hard. He kept it against her clit, forcing her to endure her orgasm and to throw her into another.

Cassie shook her head, tried to move herself off of it. When her sixth orgasm hit, she was miserable and desperate. Mr. Mason kept it up. Her ass and pussy felt raw as the dildos worked in and out of her at a furious pace and her clit was overly sensitive and Mr. Mason was able to draw her into orgasm after orgasm. He finally switched it off after Cassie collapsed, as well as she could in her cage, and stopped screaming. 

"I see what you mean, Luke. Maybe this is more enjoyable. Torture them with orgasms. How many was that dear? Were they all as amazing as the first?" Mr. Mason leered at Cassie. The men removed the dildos and handed Mr. Mason a huge hook. He worked it into Cassie's ass before letting the men get her down. 

Cassie fell to her knees when the men let her go. She was struggling to breathe, and her muscles trembled. She was weak and exhausted. She hoped they were through with her, but when someone gripped the hook in her ass, she knew she wasn't done. Mr. Mason pulled her hair back and put a hair tie in it. He then tied the hook to her hair, forcing her head back. He pushed her, not very gently, to her hands and knees. He quickly took his pants and underwear off and sat in front of her. He laid back, his legs splayed open, stroking his cock slowly.

"Cassie, dear, won't you return the favor?" Mr. Mason said with false sincerity as one of the men let her out of her gag. Tears continued to slide down her face as she crawled forward and bend her head down to take his cock in her mouth as best she could. When she bobbed up and down on his cock, she could feel the hook pull and strain against her ass.

Cassie moved his cock in and out of her mouth fast, hoping to hurry him into an orgasm faster. But when he fisted her hair, popped his cock out of her hair, Cassie slumped in defeat. He forced her head to his ass.

"It's time you get used to this. Lick me," Mr. Mason said cruelly as he forced her face to his ass. Cassie hesitantly stuck her tongue out and touched his asshole. She yelped when she felt one of the men behind her take a paddle to her ass.

"If you don't start doing a very good job, they get to punish you," Mr. Mason threatened her. Cassie took a deep breath and started to lick and nibble at his asshole. Soon, his hips were grinding into her face. He held her to his ass for several minutes before letting her return to his cock. It didn't take him long before he was ready. Before he came down her throat, he pulled out and shot his load into her face.

"Good girl. Just for that, you get some more," Mr. Mason said with a laugh. He climbed to his feet, donned his pants again and pushed her shoulders to the ground. He stuck a vibrating dildo into her ass and the wand back to her pussy. When he turned it on, Cassie screamed. It didn't take her long either. The wand was powerful and was soon ripping another domino of orgasms out of her. 

Mr. Mason left Cassie in a pile on the floor. She was barely conscious, struggling to catch her breath. Cassie started when she felt something hit her. She looked up in time to see both of the men stroking their cocks over her, letting their come hit her all over her body. Cassie closed her eyes and let it happen. She had no strength left in her body.

"I hope you remember this Luke. She's mine to do with as I please. Not yours." Mr. Mason turned to the two men as they tucked their cocks back in their pants. "Let him out."

They unlocked Sir's cage and the three men left the room. Cassie cried out when Sir touched her. She struggled against him, but he managed to pull her into his lap anyway. He held her tight against his chest as she wept.

"I'm so sorry. I'm going to get us out of here. I'll find a way to escape, and we'll never see Mr. Mason again." Sir kept whispering comforting words to her until she settled down. He managed to pick her up and carry them both back to his rooms. He set her on the bed and then collapsed next to her.

"Oh, Sir!" Cassie gasped as she saw his back. Cassie struggled to get her legs under her and ran for the bathroom. She returned with the medicated cream he used on her ass and gently as she could, massaged it into his wounds. He grunted as she did, but he didn't move. Cassie set the tube next to the bed and crawled in next to Sir.

Sir gave a pained sigh as he repositioned himself so he could hold Cassie to him. They slept fitfully the rest of the night. Whenever Cassie moved, Sir tightened his hold. Cassie let him hold her tight. They wouldn't sleep well tonight, but tomorrow they would work something out.



Belonging To Sir Ch. 06



*Authors note: Thanks for reading. I appreciate all the positive comments I've received. They have helped with all the negative this story has seemed to receive. 

This is the conclusion to this part of the story. I'm not sure if I want to write more on Cassie and Luke, but I'll leave that up to you guys. Let me know if you would be interested in Cassie's next story, although it wouldn't be non consent/reluctance.

Be warned, there is no sex in this final chapter.

Thanks for the support!* 

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Cassie gave up on sleep and decided to take a shower. She left Sir in bed, pushing the covers up to keep him warm. She sighed as the steam rose up and she stepped into the warm water. She could feel her muscles slowly relax. Her ass still felt bruised and raw and her stomach felt as if she did a thousand sit ups the day before. Cassie decided she'd wash her hair later and sank to the floor, letting the water cascade over her.

The door opened and Cassie's eyes flew up. Sir stood, unsteady, looking down at her. Without a word, he stepped into the shower and sank down next to Cassie. He pulled her close and gave a sigh of relief. Cassie noticed he angled his back so he was resting on his arm, not his back.

"You were gone," Sir said, in way of explanation.

"I couldn't sleep," Cassie said, snuggling closer.

They sat there for a long time before Sir finally nudged her to stand. He gently washed her hair and soaped her body before letting her do the same to him. She took special care to be gentle with his back. When she was done she shut the water off and led him out of the shower. They toweled off, dressed, and found breakfast waiting for them. Instead of just a tray, there was a man posted at the door.

"John, what are you doing in here?"

"Mr. Mason has asked to keep a guard around you. I thought you'd prefer some of your own men instead of his."

Sir cursed under his breath. "Thank you. Let the men know that we won't be staying. What are Mr. Mason's plans for the day? Week?"

"He is hosting another one of his parties tonight. But we believe he will be tied up with meetings throughout since he has requested that Cassie stay locked up in here for the foreseeable future. Word is that he is going to set up an auction to sell Cassie."

Cassie gasped and Sir hit the wall. He rubbed his fist as he stalked across the floor, pacing as he tried to sort things out.

"We can't let him sell her. Who knows what would happen to her."

"We will do all we can to prevent it. Or to get out before that happens."

"Yes, we need to be gone before that happens. John, we need to make sure that he can't come after us. Cassie, why don't you take breakfast to the room while me and John talk."

Cassie took the tray and left the room. She wasn't sure what they were planning, but she was too tired to listen to them brainstorm. She would work out her own escape, once she found out what they decided.

......

Cassie was restless. It had been days since Sir had his talk with John. They were still working out details. There was an auction set up for tomorrow. Tomorrow! And they still hadn't let her in on what was going on. Not really. She hadn't even left Sir's room. She wanted out of here. 

The door opened. She could hear Sir and his men talking. Cassie crept up to the door to try and listen. She heard lots of muffles but it sounded like they had a final plan. She really hoped she had seen the last of this place.

When the footsteps drew closer, Cassie leapt back on the bed and tried to pretend she wasn't eavesdropping. But it didn't matter. The bedroom door didn't open. The footsteps faded again and the front door closed. 

They were gone. Sir hadn't even said anything to her. She was starting to feel angry about being left in the dark about everything. The auction was closing in on her and she really hoped she wouldn't be here for it. She didn't want to find herself in some foreign country at the mercy of whatever kind of pigs bought women as if they were furniture. She wasn't sure she could keep calm as it seemed to draw closer. Were they going to let her be sold off?

Commotion outside drew her attention. Cassie went to the bedroom window and looked outside. There were tons of people out there. It looked like they were setting up for a birthday party or a wedding. Can you have an illegal slave auction catered? Did any of them cared about what would happen to her? Cassie fumed as she looked around and saw her horse. Her horse! Someone was riding her horse! 

"What are you looking at?"

Cassie squealed and turned around. Sir was standing in the door frame. She hadn't even heard the front door open. She hadn't heard anything at all over the noise coming from outside.

"My horse," Cassie explained. The look on Sir's face didn't make her feel better. He knew!

"Cassie.... Mr. Mason sold your horse." 

"He can't do that! She's mine!"

"It's too late, she's out for her last ride before being loaded up and taken home after the auction tomorrow."

"Are we a matching set? Buy one get one half off?" Cassie spat at him.

"Cassie, I won't let you be sold. We have everything ready to get out of here."

"Whatever," Cassie said, not believing him. She was sure that she would end up on the block with people bidding on her with the idea that she would have her jaw wired open to suck cock or whatever else those perverts wanted.

Sir stepped into the room and Cassie backed away from him. The look of hurt on his face almost made her waver. But she held firm. She stopped believing he might actually want to help her after leaving her all week in this room alone to deal with the idea that she was going to be sold to the highest bidder.

"Cassie, come here. I promise we have it all worked out." When she didn't move to him, Sir moved towards her. Cassie backed up until she hit the corner. When he grabbed her to pull her to him she hit him. She hit his chest with all she had. Which wasn't much. But she beat him until he managed to wrestle her arms to her side.

"Cassie! Stop!"

"You're a liar! Get away!"

Sir managed to pin her to his chest and held her until she lost all her fight.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I left you alone this week. I know it seems like you are all alone now, but you aren't. We are going to leave. We just have to make sure we deal with Mr. Mason so he can't follow."

Cassie was tired of fighting. She was tired of being afraid all the time. She went limp against him and he swooped her into his arms before she hit the floor.

"It doesn't matter anymore. It will never be okay."

"Cassie, no! Don't do this now! You can't break now. I promise, I'll get you out."

Cassie refused to listen to him. How would he do it? No matter what he did, she was sure that Mr. Mason would make sure that they never left. Unless it was after she was sold to someone who would guarantee her life would be hell.

"Here, stay here," Sir said as he laid her on the bed. He returned with a glass of water. He handed her the glass and a pill.

"It's a sleeping pill. It will help you sleep through the night. Take it, Cassie." Cassie glared up at him as she swallowed the pill. It didn't take long for it to start working. Maybe she should be glad she wouldn't be up all night worrying about the next day. When Sir sat down next to her, getting ready to crawl in with her, she kicked her legs out at him, making him sigh and leave the room. She felt better, she told herself, that he wouldn't be with her tonight. It was the last thought to go through her mind before she fell into a dreamless sleep.

.......

Cassie sat huddled in a small cage. It was a metal dog kennel. She had woken up late that day, thanks to the sleeping pill, and found herself alone. Sir was gone. When Mr. Mason came for her, she felt defeated. She thought about putting up a fight when his men drug her out of the room, but she didn't. Instead, she felt numb. Like she had already sold. She might as well get used to the idea that her life would never be her own again.

She was all alone in the room. Her cage sat in the middle of the room, with nothing else in it but her and the cage. She hadn't eaten and they weren't even giving her water. Her stomach rumbled but oddly she couldn't feel the hunger pains. Maybe she'd spend the rest of her life in a zombie like state. She was hopeful, but she imagined that once the shock wore off, she would be miserable once again.

They let her sit like that for hours. She could hear a party going on through the walls, but no one came inside her room. She sat there, listening to people having the time of their lives while she waited. She had hoped Sir would come for her, but after about the first hour, she gave up on him. After the second hour, she started to realize he probably escaped without her. Left her here to cover up his escape.

When the door finally opened, she was eager to get out of the cage. Even if it was just to walk in front of a crowd to start the bidding. Her legs were cramped and her arms tired from holding herself up. Two men came inside. One unlocked the cage and gently helped her out of the cage. They gave her time to slowly unfold herself until she could stand up straight without wincing. Then they escorted her out of her little room and into the party.

It had been bright in her room, but the party was dark. Just enough lighting to see around, but her eyes hadn't adjusted and the men had to lead her so she wouldn't walk into anyone or anything. They stopped right before a portable stage. It looked like something people set up in a park when people were running for office. The men nudged her and she walked up the stairs alone. In the center Mr. Mason waited for her. His eyes cruel as he held out his hand for hers.

Cassie managed a deep breath and gave him her hand. He had a microphone and had announced that he was selling his slave. There were cheers and clapping and Cassie tuned it all out. She didn't want to hear them. She didn't want to see the glee in their eyes. As much as she tried, she could see people raising a hand to bid. She was shocked to find a few women had raised their hands to bid. She hadn't thought she might end up with a mistress instead. Maybe a woman would be kinder? She shivered. Probably not.

The bidding wound down and it looked like a woman had the highest bid. Cassie could feel tears forming and tried not to cry in front of the crowd. The last thing she wanted was to give Mr. Mason something to be happy about. Other than selling her, of course.

The woman approached the stage. Cassie recognized her. She had been at the party Mr. Mason made her attend. She was one of those puppy people. Cassie could feel herself deflate. This wasn't how she imagined her life. Training to be a sex slave and then being sold off to a woman. 

The woman was talking to Mr. Mason. She didn't sound happy. In fact, they sounded like they were trying to argue without raising their voices. Cassie screamed when Mr. Mason slapped the woman. The crowd went silent. Several of the men jumped to the stage to go to the woman. Instead of backing down or crying. The woman looked like she just scored a victory. She held her hand out towards one of the men and Cassie couldn't see what it was they were doing. But the man didn't give her his hand. He gave her the microphone.

"Ladies and gentlemen. I'm sorry for the disruption. It seems we have a bit of a problem this evening." The woman addressed the crowd. She paused, making sure everyone's attention was on her. She didn't have to pause long, they were already staring at the stage. "It seems Mr. Mason has crossed some lines. In all the years I have known him, I hadn't thought him capable of such cruelty. I imagine it happened over time, as I would like to think he couldn't fool someone like me otherwise."

The woman held her hand out to Cassie. It confused Cassie. She wasn't sure what was going on. This wasn't what she was expecting. What was the woman doing? She thought for sure she'd be chained and doing some depraved act already, lost into her new life. The woman smiled at Cassie and waited patiently for her to take her hand. 

"This is Cassie," the woman said, after Cassie took her hand. "It seems Cassie here is an unwilling participant. That Mr. Mason has forced her into her role as sex slave."

The crowd gasped. Cassie was confused. Why would they be appalled? They all seemed to have a slave with them. "You all know this isn't the first auction we've come to for Mr. Mason. He's held many, in fact. The illusion of our money going to charity is nothing more than his way of hiding those he's taken."

The woman held her hand down to the floor and someone passed her something. Cassie was too confused to follow what was going on. She jumped when she realized the woman had pulled a button up shirt around her. She waited as Cassie struggled to thread her arms through the sleeves before buttoning it up.

"I'm sorry, Cassie for what he's done." She said, not in the mic. "There is nothing wrong with our lifestyle. What is wrong is when someone is forced into a role they don't want. For tonight, I believe we should give Mr. Mason a taste of his own medicine. His behavior is unacceptable."

The woman put the microphone back in the stand. People were already on stage, moving everything around. When arms wound around her waist, she screamed.

"Shhh," Sir whispered in her ears. "I told you it would be okay."

Cassie was still angry with him. Why didn't he tell her what he was up to? She turned to tell him exactly what she was thinking but he beat her to it.

"I'm sorry, we couldn't let him get an idea that something was up. He had to believe that he won."

Okay. She might be able to see that. If she was sitting on the bed, trying to hide that something was going down, would Mr. Mason be able to figure it out? She'd never know. At least she could be happy that she'd never have to let him touch her again.

The woman tapped her on the shoulder and she turned around. A whip was being offered to her. Cassie looked up and Mr. Mason had been stripped to his underwear and tied to a huge X. His back to the audience.

"You first, since he took her freedom."

Cassie gripped the whip. She wanted nothing more than to lash out at him. Tear him apart. Maybe it was more poetic that she used the same whip on him that he used on Sir. Sir gripped her wrist and Cassie looked over her shoulder.

"Let me help you, show you how to flick it."

Sir held her wrist as she landed the first three lashes on Mr. Mason's back. After that, he let go and she continued to lash out at him. Her lashes were harder than the ones he used on Sir. After ten lashes, his back was dripping blood. After twenty, he was howling and crying out for mercy. Cassie stopped when she couldn't lift her arm anymore.

The woman put the whip away, but it looked like they weren't done with him. Not done at all. But Cassie didn't want to stay to watch. She got what she wanted. She got a pound of flesh.

"Cassie, wait." Sir stopped her. The woman, this time, was armed with a document. She released one of Mr. Mason's hands and gave him the pen. He quickly scrawled his name and cried out when his hand was bound again, instead of being let go. The woman brought the document to her.

"Sir told me everything. This is the deed to your land. Tomorrow, my driver will be delivering your horse to your house, if you are ready to house her."

Cassie stared, wide eyed at her. Sir had managed all this?

"I'm sorry Cassie. We didn't know. All the slaves you see here are here because they want to. Not because they were forced into a role. You never should have been forced into this. After tonight, both you and Luke are free."

Cassie looked to Sir.

"Even me." Sir had refused to tell her what Mr. Mason had to make him stay but it didn't bother Cassie. She could go home. To her home. 

"Thank you," Cassie croaked out. The woman smiled kindly at her and turned away to go back to Mr. Mason. Cassie was sure his night was just beginning. She was glad that he would get more than a slap on the wrist. She hoped he got to feel what it was like to lose hope. To fall so far.

Cassie slipped out of the party. She didn't want to be there anymore. She knew Sir was right behind her. She looked over her shoulder and he was behind her. Giving her space. It was beautiful outside. She took a deep breath. She was free. Free to return to her home. And her horse. But where did that leave Sir?

She ignored him as she started walking. It would take her a while to walk to her house, but she could use the time to think. As she stepped into the field that would take her home, she wished for shoes, but was unwilling to return to that house for them.

Cassie enjoyed the quiet. She could hear the crickets and the occasional owl and faintly heard Sir's footsteps. Before she knew it, she could see her home. She stopped just before she walked up the back steps. Sir stopped next to her.

"What now?" Cassie asked. Sir looked down at her and smiled.

"Anything you want, really," He said. He took something out of his coat. "This is courtesy of Mr. Mason."

Sir had handed her a check. She gasped at the amount. She would never have to work again. So really, she could do whatever she wanted. Did she want Sir in her life? Or would she want to watch him leave.

"You don't have to decide anything tonight. Go. Sleep in your own bed. There is plenty of time tomorrow to worry about everything."

She'd take his advice, she thought. She climbed the steps and then walked to the back door. She retrieved the key that sat under the planter and smiled when it unlocked the door. She turned to look at Sir.

"You might as well come inside then."

Sir looked up at her and smiled. He climbed the steps and joined her inside. She'd worry about everything tomorrow. Right now, they were both exhausted and ready to sleep. Maybe they could start over and she could get to know him as Luke. Not Sir. She'd like to hear his story and how he came to be with Mr. Mason. It was a strange thought that she would want to. He had been the one to capture her, but he was also the one that won her freedom back. All she knew was, tomorrow would come soon and she'd worry about it then.