13 comments/ 20404 views/ 36 favorites From 0 to 24 By: VikingKing CHAPTER 1 THE BEGINNING My life began on the island of Isis in the west Midstream Sea. I was an only child. On February 14, my town's boardwalk and dock were filled with awaiting spectators. It was the first event on the mainland since the port was opened for big ships to come into city. Some brave souls could not wait for the first ship to arrive so they waited in their parked small sloops along the port gates. I was barely seven years old about to turn eight in March. I was standing on the docks with my mom waiting for my dad to return from a year long trip. I saw my dad first. I released her hand and run to my dad. My dad scooped me and lifted me in the air as he usually does and kissed me on the cheek. "Dad, Dad, I missed you!" I began pulling him by his sleeve. "Dad, dad, mom is waiting for us! There she is!" I was pointing at her. My mom was a stunning lady, very slim and tall. She had blue sky color eyes and radiant blonde hair. She saw us and run towards us. Her long hair floated freely in the air. My dad grabbed her and lifted her in the air. "My lovelies, I missed you two soo much!" He wrapped his arm around her and the other around me. My dad loaded his luggage into our yacht. We headed home to our little island we owned. It is only 10 acres island we owned surrounded by forest and beautiful hills. My dad built me a water slide and gave me a horse for my fifth birthday. We had one stable with 3 horses, black, and two pure whites. One white horse was mine. Her name was Eve. My dad brought her for my 5th birthday. Eve was my responsibility. He used to tell me that I am a big girl and encouraged me to be responsible. I would ride my dad's black horse with him whenever he was around. My mom was a great mom and a wonderful wife. We got to the house within an hour. My dad promised me before he left that he was going to give me a gift. "Dad, what did you get me?" I asked. "You will get your presents after dinner. Then your mommy and I will go to the town. You will stay with your nanny." He kissed me on the cheek and sent me to help mom with baking. My mom was baking an apple pie, my favorite desert. I was a sweet tooth. During quick snack time my dad was telling us stories about the people he run into. Later that day, before dinner, my dad and my mom sat outside on the bench sharing a bottle of wine he brought. I run outside. It was a very clear day after a few days of non-stop freezing rain. "Lilly! Where are you running to??" my dad asked. "To catch a rainbow, dad!" I yelled. "Be careful, stay away from the cliff." My dad yelled. We had a dinner a couple of hours later. Just before I went to bed my dad gave me a train set and helped me to put it together around my bed. My mom wasn't too happy. She thought I would slip and fall in the middle of a night if I got up. Just before my mom and dad went out on a date, he came to my room and read me a good night story. It was about the sailors; I did not hear the end of it because I fell asleep. My parents went out on a date in the city. I knew my dad would be home for a year. That is the last time when I saw my parents. I woke up early in the morning; my nanny who was my best friend in the whole wide world was sitting on the bed and crying. "What is wrong, Nanna?" I asked. She hugged me and told me that my parents died as they were coming home. The coast guard and volunteers were looking for them for a few days. I cried for a week. My mom had no siblings but my dad had one sister, Lenora. She was one member of the family who resented my mom. I was too young to understand why. My world shattered. I was shipped out to my dad's sister, who lived on the mainland 3 hours away. The court granted the full custody to Aunt Lenora. My father's will was introduced in the courtroom. I was too young to understand what was going on. I distinctly remember a set of numbers being thrown in the court. I was supposed to marry this man who knew what the numbers meant. Thinking back I did try to understand why no one opened the big envelope. I was told by an attorney, I would have to reach 18 or be married at the age of 18. My aunt changed my last name to my mom's maiden name, Casani, instead of Linneken, which was my dad's last name. We left the courthouse. My aunt Lenora pushed me into a car and ordered the driver to take us to the house. I thought she would be happy to have me there since she has no children of her own and I am the only surviving relative. I was so used to seeing people in my house for all festivals and holidays, people would have been properly dressed in elegant and exclusive gowns and suits I didn't see any other lifestyle. I got into her house, which was very dark and cold. She instantly escorted me up the wooden step into the attic and locked me in there. I was carrying a little bag with clothes. I was not allowed to take my dad's present. The attic had cobwebs and a little window which was sealed. I tried to open but had no luck. One of the governesses of the house brought me linens and a pillow. I was ordered to go to sleep without dinner. I was hungry! I spent horrific two years at my auntie's house. I scrubbed, I was deprived from attending school, I was constantly punished and mentally abused. The only food I received was 200 grams 3 times a day. I would steal scraps from the kitchen. My aunt's husband was not fond of me either. He would not punish me just twice a week or once a week but constantly. He bullied and punished me for every little detail. Habitually out of fear I obeyed them both. I was doing house chores 16 hours a day. I was not allowed to go play outside. The only fresh air I would get if I would have to wash windows. I used to love reading. My dad would read for hours at a time. In the living room there was a huge wooden shelf. I hid behind the heavy long curtain and read one page at a time between the cleanings. One day my aunt found me reading. She grabbed me by my back of my dress and threw me against the wall on the other side of the room. "You disobedient rat, what were you doing behind the curtain? Destroying my books?" she yelled. "I was reading, my dear aunt." "Future whores like you do not deserve anything. Your fucking parents are dead, you have NOTHING! You hear me? NOTHING!!! I have been waiting for so long for this day." She grabbed me again and dragged me to the room that was under the house. She opened the hatch and threw me there like I was dirty laundry and locked me in this cold room. I was shivering despite the fact it was summer. Eventually, a governess opened the hatch and dragged to the living room. My aunt picked up a riding crop and lifted my chin. "I have a surprise for you." She laughed ferociously like a beast. "You will be going to boarding school. Why didn't I think of that earlier?" she continued laughing. " Girls, feed her with usual and take her upstairs. When Doctor Phillips comes, bring her here. We will have a little chat." I went upstairs. I got locked in yet again. Later in the evening after the sunset, I heard the doorbell. My little heart was pounding and I was thinking "Here we go!" I was let out. One governess grabbed me by two arms, lifted me and came down. I was screaming "LET ME GO!" "Madam, as you requested." She let me down easy, curtseyed and left. My cheeks were glowing darker shade of pink, my heart was pounding and my hair strands were unattended. My aunt was sitting in her usual seat by the fireplace. "Get up, you little whore!" she said with such angry tone that sent shivers down my spine. She introduced me to this gray hair old guy "Doctor Phillips, this disobedient whore I was mentioning you when we talked on the phone." He made a signal for me to approach. I got up and approached him. He looked at me up and down then turned me around and asked "Mrs. Launa, how old is she?" She replied "Nine, doctor" "Kind of small for a nine year old." "She does not work hard enough to earn her food." "I see." "Little girl, what is your name?" "My name is Lillith Linneken, sir." "DO NOT put your name next to your father's last name, you dirty whore!" my aunt yelled. "Her last name is Casani, her whore mother's name!" "Lilly, are you a good child?" I shrugged. "Tell the doctor about your lazy ass!" My aunt continued yelling at me. "That's too bad. I will have a talk with you, Lilly" He pulled me closer to him and looked into my frightened eyes. "Do you know what happens to naughty children?" "They get punished." I replied "That is right. That is why you are going to boarding school so we will teach you ladylike behavior." "I am requesting if it is not too much trouble if the teachers will keep an extra strict eye on this wild animal. I do not want any responsibility for her in the future." "That is your right, madam," doctor replied. "May I take her today with me?" "Yes, take that whore with you and all the paperwork." She got up and opened the safe and pulled out a huge envelope. "Make sure she receives all punishments that she deserves." "Yes, madam. Have a pleasant night." Doctor bowed, grabbed my hand and left the house with my hand in his. A car was awaiting us at the door with one man and one woman standing outside. All four of us got into the car and drove off along the shoreline. During the route, Doctor said, "Lilly, you will be in this boarding school which is an orphanage until you are 17-18 years old. You will be sold as a governess. Nothing will happen to you until you are sold. You will be studying exact the same classes as you would be in regular school except a few classes which are added to your curriculum." CHAPTER 2 BOARDING SCHOOL We arrived after 7-hour drive to the boarding school. A woman immediately took me to the dorm room. "Walk faster!" she yelled! "Alarm will go off at 7 am!" She pushed me into 1 room 1 person room and locked the door. I looked around and found myself in cold room. There were a desk, a little lamp, a bed and a small closet. Without wasting my time, I went to bed. At 7 am, a very loud alarm went off. I jumped up and tried to open the door. It was locked from outside. Within minutes 2 guards came in and unlocked the door and ordered me to follow them. I walked as fast as I could. We entered administration room. Two guards pushed me there and closed the door. A woman was sitting behind her big desk. "Good morning!" I greeted the woman. "You must be Lillith." She started looking for my file. "Yes, I am Lillith Linneken." "My name is Headmistress Hilda. You will refer me as Headmistress Hilda. Is that clear?" "Yes!" I answered. "Yes, what?" It was apparent she was getting agitated. "Yes, Headmistress Hilda." "Why do you have two different last names? Never mind, your last name will be as in the file -- Casani." I sighed and replied, "Yes, Headmistress Hilda." She opened a piece of paper which was folded in half and raised her head and asked "What are these numbers mean? Do you know this person?" "I do not know what you mean, Headmistress" "Save it. You will find out when you will reach 18 if you make it that far!" she laughed viciously. "Let's get down to business. You will study here until your 18th birthday, and then you will be sold to the highest bidder. That bidder may buy you at the substantial amount at 18 years old but you cannot be in sexual relationship with that person unless you are legally married or reach 19 whichever comes first. You will learn how to read, write, basic arithmetic, housekeeping, high-end service, dance, etc. You will have school 7 days a week. You are not allowed to wear anything but your school uniform, which will be given to you. You are not allowed to play with yourself. You are not allowed to be with another female sexually either. If you are caught masturbating, you will be severely punished. You will be taking showers every day. You will be punished everyday if you disobey. You will be also punished for receiving low grades." I have never even heard of "masturbating" nor a term "playing with yourself" or what does it mean to be sexually with another girl. Dr. Phillips entered the room. He greeted the headmistress "Good morning, Hilda! What do you think of this material?" he asked. She replied "We will train her." I was taken to the showers and ordered to wash myself and put on school uniform and went to my first class, which was writing. I was hungry to learn all my subjects. My father used to read with me books in the late evening. It made me miss him even more. My mom and I used to cook together waiting for my dad to come home from work. In the boarding school, I was doing very well in school. I participated in a lot of after school activities such as dancing and gymnastics despite the fact that I was in a very strict boarding school. My body began to develop around 12 years old. I was getting taller which made it very difficult to do the jumps, so my trainers prevented me from continuing gymnastics but I continued stretching and loved dancing with a ribbon on the gymnastics floor. I also spent my free time ballroom dancing and spent a lot of time in the library studying to avoid the trouble and troublemakers. I was hardly ever punished. Due to my behavior and grades I was moved to serving at the administration teas and coffees for potential buyers. Buyers loved to see their future purchases outside of the auction blocks. One day before my 18th birthday, I got called in to the office to discuss my future with Dr. Phillips. "Good morning, Dr. Phillips!" I said as I entered his office. "Sit down!" he said. I sat on the chair. "In precisely three weeks, as you know, you will be put up for an auction as a governess or unless someone who can explain what are those numbers, whatever they are, mean. You are aware of that, correct?" I replied "Yes, Doctor!" "Your behavior is excellent so are your grades. I have talked to a few potential buyers. None of them were interested in buying you because you are too good and well behaved. Nowadays, buyers want misbehaved so they can break the girl. There was one woman who said that she was interested but her bidding amount was too low. Anyway..." He pulled out his school manual and began to read directly from it "Sexual acts aren't allowed on the school grounds unless they are granted by the administration. Potential buyers at the auction and presale preview will still want to check how tight the girl(s) is/are. A girl who is about to be auctioned off should expect to be examined as a routine unless she holds a certificate of virginity from pussy and her ass, and she will be fitted with chastity belt at the time of the auction." He grinned. "Once we find a man or a woman to purchase you, we will give him/her a list of brief summary of your talents and what you had been trained in for. He or she might ask you questions about that. Be polite and show him or her respect; remember that he or she might end up owning you. Am I clear?" "Yes, doctor!" I answered. I was in disbelief. I did everything as I was told. About three weeks later, I receive my first memorable punishment. I got a D in sex education. I was summoned to receive my punishment at the office; I arrived to Dr. Phillips's office around noon. "Dr. Phillips, I am here to receive my punishment. May I come in?" He replied, "Perfect timing. Pull your skirt up and secure it, then pull your panties down to your knees, spread your legs, put your hands on the table and relax your ass." I followed his instructions. He came around, took his crop whip and began whipping me. He caressed me ass and spanked it once on each cheek. "Count to 50! After each spank say "I will study for the make up test." He raised his crop and hit my ass. I screamed "One! I will study for the make up test!" He hit me second time "Two! I will study for the make up test!" My ass was burning after each spank, the pain got more acute as he progressed with my punishment. I thanked the headmaster at the end. "We are not done." He said. "Sit down." I sat on the edge of the chair "This weekend there will be an auction party. Relax, you will not be sold but you will be serving drinks to the guests. You are not allowed to converse with people other than "What would you like?" Do you understand?" "Yes, headmaster." "Very good, you may go back to the classroom." I got up. "Thank you for your lesson, sir." "One more thing, in your room you will find a pair of 6 inch stilettos. You will be wearing them until Thursday. You will be shown and tested on walking in them and carrying a tray of drinks." "Thank you once again, headmaster." I fixed myself and left. Chapter 2 Friday Arrived. I was called in along with 10 other girls. We were forced to be dressed in outfits given to us early in the morning (black short ruffled skirt, a open cup bra underneath red/black jacquard print accented with lace strapless corset, black lace boy short panties and sky high 6 inch stilettos.) People began arriving. I felt extremely uncomfortable wearing such provocative outfit and very sexy over the top make up but with a brave face I came out serving drinks and appetizers. Everything seemed to be going well. Men as well as women did not touch me. There were 20+ rooms in this house just outside of the boarding school. Buyers were welcomed to spend time with their new slaves they just bought off the auction. I saw a man in mid/upper 30s very elegantly dress standing around without a drink and smoking cigar while talking to someone. He glanced at me and gestured for me to come to him. I walked up to him and asked. "Sir, may I serve you a drink?" He looked at me very carefully and replied, "Double Scotch on the rocks. Take my drink to that room." He pointed at the room 3 doors down. "Yes, sir." When I returned with a drink, he said "Close the door." I closed the door and placed the drink on a small table. He was sitting in the chair still smoking his cigar. "Will that be all?" "No. Come here." I walked up to him. "Remove your make up" "Sir, I am required to have makeup on." "Remove it!" I went to the bathroom and removed the make up and came back. "What is your name, young slut?" "Lillith, sir" "Do you have a last name?" "Casani, sir." "Interesting. Do you go by another last name?" he asked curiously. "Yes, sir, Linneken." His eye wide opened. "Where were you born?" "On one of the Isis islands." He got up without saying a word and called Headmaster on the phone. Headmaster walked in. "Mr. Ikonnen, what a pleasure finally meeting you. I have a lot of slaves to fit your taste. Is there a problem? Ms Casani, why did you remove your make up without my permission?" he asked. "I made her do it. I would like to purchase this little thing." "Mr. Ikonnen, as our VIP client, I would give her to you with no problems but you cannot purchase her because she came with a set of numbers, if that person does not come forward she will be put up for sale. She might be too boring for you. She is not quite rebellious as you like them. She is definitely exotic." "I know about the numbers. If you open the envelope, you will see my name in there." He replied. Headmaster picked up a phone and requested my file. "You have an exquisite taste, my friend!" Headmaster exclaimed. "Let's cut to the chase, how much do you want for her? Is she a virgin?" "Yes, she is a virgin. She never masturbated either. Also, she never had been with another girl. We keep a close eye on girls here." "Did she get punished a lot?" "Not at all. She only received a few punishments in the last 10 years." "Was she in your upper class training?" From 0 to 24 "No." "Why not?" "I never gave a thought." "What a shame!" Headmaster wrote a number on the paper and gave it to this guy. I couldn't get my eyes off him. He was extremely handsome. This guy pulls out a check book and writes a check and hands it over to Headmaster. A young woman brought my file. My heart was beating fast. I was told I wasn't getting sold but it seemed that this man knew the numbers. I thought that my aunt sent him. A thought of her terrified me. Headmaster opened the sealed letter. "Mr. Ikonnen, she is all yours!" "Thank you for doing business!" The man shook Dr. Phillips' hand then he bowed then he took the file and grabbed me by my arm and dragged me out. We got into a car and this man's chauffeur drove off. The car stopped at the shore of the sea. This man ordered me out, grabbed my arm yet again, and dragged me to the awaiting boat. I was shivering. CHAPTER 3 MY NEW LIFE Sea wind was very cold. My skin was covered with goose bumps. After a short drive to the docks, two guards yanked me out of the car, then they removed my shoes and led me to the big yacht much bigger than my dad's. The man whose name I didn't know other than his last name grabbed me by my arm and pushed me into the boat then pushed me into a big cabin. He locked the door then grabbed my two wrists with one hand and squeezed it. With the other hand he grabbed me by my neck and began whispering into my ear and pausing between each phrase. "You belong to me....I will do whatever I want with you... You will obey me... I will break you... I will destroy you... then .... I will put you back together as I want you. If you don't do what I say, I will kill you... I am your owner and will be your husband .... Do you understand?" My voice trembled, "Yes, sir." He let me go and sat in front of me, the he grabbed my ass with both hands. "Let's take a look at you." "Take off your clothes. Skirt first!" he commanded. I unzipped my skirt and it fell in the floor. He put his hand on my stomach and down on my vagina and gently caressed it. "Turn around." I was humiliated. I felt that I was turning into some whore. I obeyed the command nevertheless. He began unhooking my corset and a bra underneath. "Lesson #1" he said "your panties must always be matching your bra." I replied "Yes, sir" He unhooked my corset and it fell on the floor. He turned me around. I covered my breasts with my hands. "Put your hands down." I resisted but I put them down. "Beautiful breasts. 34DD?" I replied "Yes, sir." He pulled my panties down. "Rule #2, you must be waxed at all times." He turned me around. "What a beautiful body. You took care of it well." He turned me around again and I was facing him completely naked. "Don't be embarrassed. You will be naked so many hours every day, you will get used to it." I removed my panties. My long hair was covering my nipples. As he was pulling my file out of his briefcase, he continued. "Rule #3. When I call you must come fold your arms behind your back and stick your breasts out. Let's take a look what we have here." He opened the file. "Gymnast?" "Yes. I stopped in 10th grade." "Fluent in three languages?" "Yes, sir." "You learned to strip?" "No, sir" He pulled one of the essays I wrote that was one of the few in the file and began reading it. After a few minutes of reading it, he grabbed a paper with a wax stamp, got up and said "You write about your parents very well and very nostalgic." "I miss them, dad especially." He grabbed my hair and pulled it back and whispered "So, why did he sell you to me?" "He did not sell me to you, you son of a bitch." He slapped me so hard I almost fainted. He let my hair go and pushed me. I fell on the bed face down. He threw the paper on the bed. I saw it. It was a declaration of guardianship change from my dad to this guy. "Are you satisfied? Spread your legs, whore! You will forget about your "my daddy"! I own you! You will dream of me, you will think of me, you will be begging me." He sat on top of me and twisted my arm behind my back and pulled my hair again and continued whispering the threats "You will break within days. You will be fucked and humiliated by me and my friends... you will be begging more." I screamed "Never!" He laughed "Feisty one, I like it! I love rebellious girls! I will enjoy breaking you. That old fool got it all wrong. I will definitely enjoy you. You have no idea what is in store for you. Get on your knees. Arms forward. I want to enjoy those breasts." He sat on between my legs and began massaging them. He pulled me up and continued kneading them. "They are so soft. Perfect breasts. We are almost home! Put your skirt on. Put this shirt on." He threw one of his shirt to me. He let me go. He watched me as I was getting dressed. "Am I not going to break you? You are already breaking. Antonio's little girl all grown up and turned into a whore. I will enjoy you tremendously!" It was obvious that he knew my dad. I was scared to death. My hands and legs were jittering out of fear and cold. Once the boat stopped, this man opened the door and called his guards. Two guards grabbed me by my arms, and literally dragged me out of the boat towards this huge three-story house towards the backdoor while other men tied the boat to the dock. "I can walk on my own!" I screamed. The man heard my screaming. "Be gentle, gentlemen! I paid high bucks for this hottie! Take her to bathroom then to my study room, I will be waiting," he laughed and walked to the front of the house. They led me from the side of the house. "Do you need to go to the bathroom?" One of the guards asked. "Yes, I do." I replied very quietly. I was pushed into a bathroom as soon as we came in. "Ohh God, where am I? I gotta get out of here! Think Lilly, think," My thoughts were racing. I had only two minutes to come up with a plan. The very first thing I looked at was the windows. They were open. As the water was flushing, I let the water running then I climbed to the toilet. No one was there. I climbed out of the window. I landed on my feet and I ran as fast I could. After 10 minutes of running, I knew if I could make it across maybe I was on the mainland and jump in a truck or something. I heard dogs barking. I was already in the forest running through the forest. I could not outrun the guards. After running a short distance in early spring through melting muddy snow, I tripped and fell. I tried not to scream from the pain. One big German shepherd found me and just stood there and barked. I was leaning against the big tree's trunk crying from pain. The guards caught up with me. I was yanked up on the jeep and brought back to the house. Three guards grabbed me by my arms and threw me in the back of the jeep and brought me to the study room where my owner was waiting. I was crying from pain. That room had 15 steps down from the door. It was cold there. It looked like a soundproof bunker. They laid me on the long ottoman "Sir, I think she broke her ankle." One of the guards said to my "owner." He pointed for the guards to leave. They left. The man who bought me got out of his couch and squatted in front of me then moved my hair away from my forehead and asked, "Trying to escape?" I did not answer. "Answer me!" he yelled at me. He turned around and went to the other side of the room. The door remained to be semi opened. Since I was facing the door, I had 1 second to react; I got out of the ottoman and tried to stand on my 2 feet. I hopped on 1 foot up 15 steps up. I fell but continued crawling almost reaching to 15th step, the man clicked for the door to lock shut. I began beating the door. "Let me go!" I kept on repeating until I had no energy to scream. I fell on the step and began to cry until all tears dried up. I was laying on beating the door. "LET ME GO!" "So Lillith, as I was saying, there is no chance for you to escape! You better come down back here and do as you are told otherwise; you will make me very angry!" He said that with very strict tone in his voice as he was lighting up a cigar. He loosened his tie and unbuttoned his off-white shirt. I looked at him and he gestured me to come down. "I will not be mad. Come down. I will not punish you yet." He was puffing the smoke out. I was dirty from all this mud and snow on me. I realized I was completely defeated. I slowly made my way back to this man. "Now, I hope I will not see this type of behavior again although it is arousing!" he smirked "Got it?" "Yes" I answered. "You will call me Master from now on" "Yes, Master." I said almost inaudibly. "Speak up so I can hear you!" he snapped. "Yes, Master!" I repeated the phrase just louder "Now, that is my girl. I like untamed girls! First thing, I need you to lay down on the ottoman. Let's start from the beginning. If you do what I tell you, I will make your stay a bit pleasant if you don't. It will be painful. You will break." He paused and looked into my eyes. "I know you are scared. Now, let me see your ankle. If you kick me, you will be punished. Then, I will ask you set of questions and you will answer loud and clear "Yes, Master!" or "No Master!" Do you understand?" I replied "Yes, Master!" I laid on the ottoman, he picked up my ankle and touched it. "It is a sprain. You did not break it. Get on your knees on top of the ottoman." I got up on the ottoman, I was dirty. He didn't care. Question number one. Are you a virgin?" "Yes, Master!" I answered. "Have you been out with a boy or a girl?" "No, Master!" I replied "Have you been violated sexually?" "No, Master." "Have you ever masturbated?" "No, Master." "Have you been sexually aroused?" "I do not know what it means, Master." He looked puzzled and replied, "We shall see about that!" "Have you ever touched your own breasts?" I answered "Yes, Master, a few times!" "What did you do?" "I ... I massaged them and squeezed my nipples." He smiled. "Very good. How tall are you?" "5'8" He pulled the ottoman closer to him and ripped my already torn shirt and ripped my skirt and threw it on the floor. "You do have beautiful tits." I covered my tits with my hands. He laughed, "Remove your hands, and place them behind your head." I looked straight at him as I was being humiliated. "Now I am going feel your breasts. I want you to stand still and thrust them into my hands." He placed his hands on my tits I pressed them into his hands. "Stop!" he said. He began examining my breasts, molding his large hands around them and squeezing them then he pinched my nipples. "Gorgeous! Do you like having your owner touching your breasts?" He exclaimed and he took ice cubes out of the ice cube tray. "I do not know." I replied but was thinking, "This is very sexy!" "Take these and begin running each cube around your nipples." My wet dirty hair were falling on my nipples. He moved my hair behind my ear. He touched my lips and moved them from side to side following the outline with the other hand was massaging my left breast. I looked straight into his beautiful hazel eyes. "That is a good girl. Your nipples are getting hard. If you listen and do what I say, things won't so bad. This is only the beginning. I will sure get pleasure from abusing your tits and other parts of the body. Spread your legs!" I spread my legs wider. He slipped his hand between my legs and felt my pussy. "You are dripping wet! Now thrust your hips towards me so I can feel your pussy. Do it faster!" I was pushing and quietly whispering, "This is humiliating!" "That's the whole point!" he replied with a smirk. "Your body is responding well!" He dipped his finger and scooped some of the moisture and put it in my mouth. "Lick it." I refused. "Open your mouth or I will punish you." He instructed with a very strict voice. I hesitantly opened my mouth and licked his finger, I was looking straight at him without blinking. "It's not so bad is it?" "No, Master." At this point, I wanted out of my panties and wanted to be fingered by this man, whose name I did not even know. "Remove your panties!" I removed my panties rather quickly. He stroked my natural bushy pussy. "This will be fixed. Get up, turn around let me see your ass again" I turned around feeling very degraded. "Spread your legs again, lean forward let me see your asshole." I obeyed him. "Place your hands on your ass and spread them. Your middle fingers should be right next to your asshole. Okay. You may turn around." He picked up his phone and called someone. "Abby, come to the study room immediately and bring the collar with a chain" Abby came down as she opened the door. I covered my tits and cupped my pussy. "What does my master wish?" "Today is this slut's birthday. We need to give her a special treatment. I need you to give this one an enema treatment 3 times or until the water is clear, then a long bath. Make sure she is all scrubbed. Wax her body, pussy and her ass then bring her back to me and I shall not be disturbed for the next 4 days. Bring her back around 9 pm. Put ice on her ankle." "As you command!" She put a collar on me, picked up all the clothes, and led me out of the room. I was exhausted to care that I was walking naked. We got to the big bathroom. It was huge. Big bubbling bathtub in the floor, open showers, and make up station. "Girls, we need to service this one!" "What is your name, honey?" she asked me "umm ummm Lillith" I answered. "I know this is bloodcurdling but as long as you do whatever Master commands, you will be reasonably okay. Understood?" "Yes. Who is this Master?" Abby laughed, "His name is Sebastian. He owns all of us here. Once he gets tired of us will be sold to his friends. He enjoys inflicting pain, humiliating a girl and breaking her is his specialty, you must be special since he wants to do it all with you. See that table? Go lie down on your stomach, put a little towel in your mouth, and slip your hands in the handles and legs in the opening. You will need all of it and relax. We will be cleaning your inside. As soon as I stop the water, you must run to the toilet. I will repeat this until you are completely clean." I did as I was told. She put on gloves, took out a hose, and began injecting inside of me. I screamed as they poured warm water into me through my ass. This was repeated 4 times. The pain was unbearable. I was barely making it to the bathroom. She rinsed me off with water then dried my ass with a towel. I prayed to God for this to stop. "Get up!" I got up. "Lie down on the table next to this" That looked like a massage table. The girls waxed my whole entire body. A big woman came in and began massaging me, she even massaged between my legs. She took my twisted ankle and did something to it. It stopped hurting. I fell asleep on the table. Abby woke me up. "Get up!" she commanded me. I got up on my two feet. I didn't feel pain. Abby led me to the bathtub. I soaked there for maybe an hour then I got scrubbed and one of the girls did a pedicure and manicure. Then I was taken back to the second table where I laid and I was in perfumed oil. "You may take a nap. Our Master will be probably using your body throughout the night. The oil must stay on your for an hour then you will be ready to go." I closed my eyes and imagined I was not there. Abby woke me up. She put a light makeup on my face, reattached the collar and a chain and led me back to the master's room. My heart began pounding. CHAPTER 3 THREE DAYS IN HELL Master opened the door via remote control. "My lord" she addressed Master "She is ready." "Bring her down and hand me the leash" We came down then she handed the leash and walked away locking the door behind her. He looked at me from top to bottom. "So... how did you enjoy this experience?" he asked. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I thought. "My bladder almost exploded, I was humiliated, and then I was waxed. And you are asking me how I feel?" "Master, it was rather excruciating." He walked around me touching my body, and then he slipped his fingers into my pussy deeply burying them in. "Let's discuss your daily routines. I expect a complete compliance, be on time and always ready to entertain me (sexually or otherwise) Every morning, you will come and clean to my room, the library, and your room. You must be available to me 7 days a week, 24 hours a day. By end of this summer, your body will be my property and then I will share you with my friends. Meanwhile, you must learn and get used to me. During your spare time, you will submerge your mind in reading books on topics like domination, sexual positions, sex, and other perverted material. I do expect you to perform at least three of the varieties a week with me. In addition, you will be required to work out every day. Each night before I go to sleep, you will be required to fill up my bathtub with warm water at 8:30 pm and run the hot tub, and then you will be washing my body. I run very efficient household. If you disobey, you will suffer the penalties. I have special big sex toys that you will be introduced to. Do you like being fingered now?" "No. I don't. Leave me alone! I will NOT do anything of such things. They are dirty and degrading!" He got very angry. He grabbed my hand and dragged me to the bedroom which was behind the wall. "Please. Let me go! I do not want to be your slave." I was screaming He pushed me backwards I fell in to the bed. He pushed the button on intercom and yelled "GUARDS!" They run in within a few seconds. "Tie this whore to the bed!" Two guards pulled me up. Two guards turned me around. One spread my legs; this "master" put two pillows underneath my hips. I was facing TV. "Is there anything else we can do?" the guards asked. "That would be all." He wiped sweat off his forehead. "My lord, it looks like it will take some time to break her." "Nonsense. By fourth day she will be begging to be fucked. There is something. Do not bother me for the next three days and three nights. I want to spend time with my young whore." "Yes, sir." They left. He removed his shirt and sat on the bed leaning on the headboard. "Show me your face." I turned my head. "Don't make me hurt you prematurely. Don't make me hurt this beautiful body or this beautiful face." He seductively began caressing my face with his back of his hand. "If you give in, you will begin to enjoy some things. He grabbed one of the dildos and touched my lips. "Open your mouth and begin to lick it very gently. You will lick and suck a dildo until I tell you to stop. Do as I say everything will be fine, come on, and show me your beautiful tongue." I opened my mouth and slowly began sucking the dildo. Tears were falling on my face. "No need to cry. I will do whatever I want with you. Begging for mercy isn't helping you at all." He was watching me suck this huge dildo and watching my body. I was aroused. I wanted to touch myself as I was sucking the plastic cock. He noticed I was moving my hips in all directions. He smiled. He sat up and continued watching me then he reached out and touched my pussy. "We are little wet, aren't we?" He took away the dildo from me. He put something on his finger; I couldn't see what it was. He moved my hips closer to him and turned on whatever was on his fingers. My pussy began to vibrate. I was moaning and pleading. "Master, please stop. I am about to explode. I cannot take it!" I was weeping. I was wet. I felt something I couldn't control. I just let my body go. I turned my head and buried It in the bed and wept from the embarrassment. He stopped playing with my pussy. He sat up between my legs and initiated rubbing my pussy. From 0 to 24 "Please stop it hurts. AWWW GOD!" He turned my head towards him again and laughed. "Such innocent girl. Did it feel good?" "I am embarrassed." "You had your first orgasm. See what happens if you listen and obey? I am not done with you yet." He spread my ass cheeks then his fingers were spreading my cheeks. My anus was exposed. I felt oil being poured between my ass cheeks and right between my pussy lips. I began to blush as I felt the fingers spreading my ass wider. I squirmed as soon as his finger pushed into my anus. One finger slid in, then second finger. I grabbed the comforter with both hands and pulled down as the master was adding or switching fingers. I was screaming in pain and agony. "Please stop. I will do anything." The man laughed "You are doing what I want you to do." His fingers were in my ass, he was inserting and one finger then two fingers, the back to one finger. I stopped sobbing. There was no point to this since he didn't care. After a few minutes he picked up a vibrator and turned it on very slowly then he began running it up and down my clit. "Lift your hips, slut, keep your legs spread" My body began pulsating. A stream of cum began pouring from my pussy down on my legs. The remaining juices streamed out right on bed sheet and some down my legs. It was embarrassing. He laid down and began to lick my juices off. He stopped licking me but his fingers were still playing with my pussy. I was sore. He then got out the bed and I guess he went to wash his hands. I fell asleep almost instantly. He slapped my ass once. "We are not done yet" he said "Please, my lord, stop!" I pleaded. "Beg me to put a dildo in your ass." he commanded. I just wanted him out of my body. I murmured "Please put a dildo in my ass, Master." He inserted the wide small dildo with little bumps around it. The pain was excruciating. He removed he pillows under my hips which were stained with my juices. "Now, you may fall asleep." I fell asleep very fast. In the morning, I felt him removing the dildo out of my ass. I woke up. I was still tied down. "Are you ready for your 2nd day? I will untie you, and then I will need you to lay on your back. You are a good girl; you will not run away or cause me to be angry, right?" "Please don't touch me, don't hurt me. Please!" I begged. "Lovely... we understand each other!" He untied me. I turned around. "This means you are ready! You will be a good girl if you open your mouth so I can gag your mouth." I protested "NOOO!!" He grabbed a piece of cloth and mouth gagged me and secured it on the back. He tied me up again so I would not fight him again. He began touching my sore pussy again. He put blindfolds on me. "I do not trust you yet. So you will be tied down until you will be broken." He paused and looked at my pussy as he was caressing it and sliding his fingers in and out. "I love your hairless pussy. So tender and it will get raw to the touch." The sound of his voice was very husky and dark, very sexy voice but dangerous and threatening when he was angry. He poured oil on me again particularly on my pussy and legs. I felt a whip with multi leather straps running up and my pussy. He initiated whipping my pussy after a few slow placid strokes. Jokingly he kept on repeating how red my pussy was turning and how swollen my lips will be after he is done. He stopped. I was hoping that it was the end. Something was lowered I heard the commotion. He put a leg band on my ankle and untied my left leg and secured it to whatever came down (later I found out that it was a metal bar), then he repeated the same with the other leg. My legs were spread very wide enough for me to feel pain. I was screaming but my screams were not coming out. "Does this hurt?" He asked. I nodded. "Ahh it doesn't hurt. I will try harder.." He spread my legs even wider and then he raised this bar up enough so my hips stayed on the bed comfortably. He got out of the bed and continued battering me between my legs and my pussy directly with his whip. The rag that was in my mouth was so wet that I was able to push it out and I screamed, "Stop! You are a fucking bastard!!!!" He threw the whip on the bed, got on the bed sat on top of me and began to slap me. "You are a fucking whore. Apologize to me immediately or I will tear your sweet abused pussy apart then your mouth and your ass with my cock. Apologize NOW!" He slapped me again. I yelled from the top of my lungs, "Go fuck yourself!" He slapped me so hard that I fainted. Somehow, I regained my consciousness instantly. My face was burning. "I am waiting. I will not tolerate such behavior!" He put another rag in my mouth and went back at whipping me. "Are you ready to apologize?" He continued whipping me. "You have no idea how much I am enjoying this." He stopped whipping me after 10th stroke "Are you ready now?" I gave in and nodded. He removed the rag out of my mouth. "Let's hear it." "I am sorry, Master. I will not behave like this anymore." "Good!" He put on my pussy ice cold wet little towel. He removed blindfolds and untied my arms then released my legs. I grabbed my burning pussy and screaming through the rag which was barely tied on the back of my head. I was tortured. I turned on my side holding on to the towel between my legs and biting the pillow to stop myself from screaming. He turned me around removed the pillow or anything I could bite. "I want to hear you groan!" He was sitting on the bed watching TV as I was weeping. He yanked the wet towel between my legs, which caused a jolt of burning as if someone was ripping a Band-Aid from an opened wound. He picked up an oil bottle from the floor, poured some in his hands, and gave me an order. "Lay flat on your back and spread your legs" The pain was so bad I could barely spread my legs just enough for his hands. He caressed my pussy with his oily hands and it seemed to have stopped the pain at least it began to diminish. I fell asleep eventually. When I woke up, my master was not in the room. I tried to get out of the bed but collapsed. I barely got back in the bed, when I heard the door open. My master returned. I covered myself with a sheet. I didn't know what to tell him. "You have nothing to say to me, you whore?" He ripped the sheet from me leaving me exposed yet again. "I have nothing to say." He grabbed me by my back of my hair and bent it backwards. He lowered his hand to my breasts and began squeezing my nipples, one at a time. "Please stop!" "Isn't there something you want to beg for?" he growled. "A death." I whispered. "Not today but I will arrange that for you!" He stopped pinching my nipples and released my head. I laid my head on the pillow. What I didn't know that my face was bleeding and was bruised from all the slapping last night. Abby came to the room and her platter fell on the floor. It had towels. They stepped outside the bedroom. "My lord, will you need anything?" "Yes, more towels and antiseptic crème and ice" He directed Abby. As they were talking I crawled out of the bed to see my reflection in the platter since it was very shiny. I did not hear nor care what they were talking about but my face was bruised I did not even recognize myself. I realized that I am in hell. He came back as I was getting back in bed. He lifted me up and he dipped a corner of the towel in the bowl of water and wetted my lips. I was thirsty. My lips were dry. I do not think even if he knew what he cared what doing to me. He put my head flat on the pillow and put on my face lukewarm towels. After a few minutes he would rinse the blood off and replace it. Abby returned with a crème. She left crying. He applied crème where the damaged tissue was. He stopped. I took his hand and placed it between my legs. My pussy was cooling off and strangely enough, it was aroused. I squeezed his hand with my 2 legs. "You want more? Okay. Let's continue" I could see his cock getting bigger and bigger. He began rubbing my pussy a few seconds I came. He got on his knees on the bed and began masturbating on top of my tits. He unloaded himself on me and some of the semen ended up on my lips. I licked my lips. He wiped off the rest of stuff off me. He gently spread my legs. He put a lukewarm towel on my pussy. One of the guards came down. I was in the bed covered with a single bed sheet. "My lord, you wished to see me?" He was looking intently at me. "Yes, Max, you must do something for me. Stop staring at her." "My lord, don't you think you went a bit too far?" "She is my property. I will do as I please. As I was saying, I need you to go to my attorney's office and pick up a letter he left me." "Yes, sir" He turned around and left. My master sat on the bed and wrote something on the paper. There were bunch of papers on the bed and on the floor. He noticed I was moving. He put all the papers on the floor, got his hand under the blanket, and began massaging my tits one by one. "Get on your knees." I followed his order but I knew if I were to be tortured, it would be titty torture. I began to interfere with him. I pulled his hands away from my tits. "Arms behind your back" I said "STOP! NO!" "Still feisty and defiant!" He slapped me again. He handcuffed my hands in front of me. "More you resist more I think of things doing to you. Either way I love it!" He laughed. He lowered a steel cable from the ceiling and hooked the cable with handcuffs and hoisted it up. My arms were stretched. "Awww awww it hurts." He lowered it just enough to stop the excruciating pain. My long hair was covering my breasts. The sunlight was shining in the room directly shining on my tits. He moved my hair behind my shoulder then grabbed nipple clamps from underneath his pillow and attached each one to my nipple. Then he added magnets to create more weight and increase pain as he tightened the nipple screws. He sat and just enjoyed my soft moans and the sight as he was jerking nipple clamps one by one. He leaned towards me and began sucking my nipples with on top of the clamps. Then he began pinching each one. I was in pain but I felt enormous levels of pleasure. He loosened the nipple clamps after maybe an hour, began to suck them again playing with each nipple with his tongue. His right hand slipped under my pussy and scooped some of my juices and took it to my mouth. "Lick my fingers. Look at me." He brought back the finger stimulator and turned it on. Each time my body moved, I felt incredible pain in my tits. I was moaning from pain and pleasure. "Beautiful" he said. He pulled me down and spread my legs and began licking my pussy until I came. He controlled every orgasm I was having. He bent me forward, the weights on the nipples increased pain. He was massaging my tits at the same time as my tits were hanging. "You have no idea how much I am enjoying this" he said. He got up and took a camera and began taking pictures. "Please stop taking pictures of me. I am humiliated." He grabbed me by my hair again and said "So, are you broken yet? Are you ready to become well behaved slut? Or shall I continue adding weights to your tits?" I hesitated. "I WILL NOT be your slave!" I shouted. "Okay, I shall continue!" he exclaimed and added more weights on my nipple clamps. He got out of the bed and light six big candles. He returned and put my hair in a French bun. He began running his fingers on my back. "Such pity I have to break such beautiful skin, face, abuse your pussy and torment your ass. You are very defiant." His husky voice was threatening yet it was very sexy. "I WILL NOT give in to you." He chuckled. "That will change." He brought first candle close to my back. I felt heat. He poured hot wax on my back along the spine. I screamed "NO! You will not break me!" He picked up second candle and poured it on the left side on my back. I screamed again "You will not break me!" He man obviously was enjoying this. I began to doubt if I could withstand all this. He picked up third candle and emptied out on the right side of my back. I was crying and wiggling "Is that all you got?!" I heard a belt snapping. "No, my slut, you will not withstand this." He began whipping my back with an inch wide belt. After seventh strike, I couldn't take it anymore. "STOP, please." He stopped and asked "Is this enough?" I bowed my head in defeat "Yes, master, I will obey you. Yes, Master, I am ready to be your slave." He pulled nipple clamps one by one without loosening up the clamps. I screamed from the top of my lungs. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAgh" He rubbed icecubes on my nipples and lowered my arms down then he loosened the cable. "Are you giving up on resisting me?" "Yes, master. My body belongs to you." "Such a good girl." He began peeling the wax off my back. "Go take a shower." I got out of the bed even though I was barely moving, I slowly walked to the bathroom and saw my face. It was a wreck. I stepped into warm water in the shower. I screamed. The water coming out of the shower head was stinging my skin. I crouched as the water was coming down. I placed my head on my knees and was crying uncontrollably. He came to the bath. "I TOLD YOU. Listen to me" He hooked a water hose to the faucet and turned on lukewarm water. "Let's try this. Stand up. Turn around." He slowly poured the water on my back, front and between my legs. He stopped the water. "Come on." I stepped out of the shower. He wrapped me in a bed sheet. I was shivering. He put me in bed after I dried off a bit. I was laying on my stomach and sobbing. He picked up a cigarette and lit it up. "Don't fight me. You will not win. Do you understand?" "Yes, Master." I turned my head away from him. "Please let me die" I whispered. He didn't hear me. "I need you to lay still. I am going to apply this on your back. It will ease the pain." He got on top of me and sat on my ass and put icecold towels on my back. I screamed. He lifted my head and put his pillow. "Bite the pillow." He came back and laid next to me. He lit another cigarette. He was silent for quite sometime. I understood that I was in the hands of a monster and it was only the beginning. I closed my eyes. I woke up in the middle of a night and I was alone. I heard piano somewhere. The room was light with a night lights. I wrapped myself with a bed sheet and followed the sound. I opened the door and saw my master playing a tune. He turned around and stopped playing. With a cigarette in his mouth he said "Come here." I went to him. "Can't sleep?" he asked. "No .. the pain is killing me." He unwrapped me from the bedsheet and turned me around. "Did you learn your lesson?" "Yes, sir." "Turn around." "I want to do something to you but you need to calm down and lay still." He took 2 candles and a bottle of oil and came to bed. I screamed "PLEASE NO. not again. I can't take your whip." "Calm down." He poured oil in his hands and began to massage my tits, stomach, and my pussy. "Close your eyes. Don't fight me." He whispered. I closed them tight. He rubbed oil on me then slowly began hot wax dripping from my breasts down to my pussy. "AAAAhhh" I moaned. Another line of hot wax got poured on me. I continued moaning and weeping. He got to my pussy. He carefully dripped 1 drop at a time. He poured everything there was in the candle jar. He sat back and admired his work. He took his whip and began whipping me on my whole body until all the wax was off. He whipped me very gently. "I think this is enough for now." He removed all the wax. I opened my eyes. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" "No, my lord." "If you behaved, you would have received this instead a belt. Are you hungry?" "Yes, my lord." "You may go to the kitchen. Don't do anything stupid. You are doing so well." I wrapped myself again in bedsheet. He laughed. "Tomorrow, we will get you a dress." I went up in the kitchen and run into Abby. "How is it going with him? You must have impressed him. He usually does not spend 3 days with the same slave. Your face is a wreck" "I am not sure. My body is very sore. I do not know how to make an impression on him." She laughed and said "Aren't you going to assist him with bath?" "Yes." "This is your chance. When he will get into the bathtub, remove clothes in front of him and join him. Listen, once you learn oral sex, he will be very pleased with you. Start with sucking dildos when he is not around or you have nothing to do in your room. He is a very large; it will be painful once he gets into your pussy or worse ass. Practice deep throat fucking! If he is unhappy with you, he will kick you out. He knows most of sex slave owners. You have no prayer finding another house; the orphanage will not take you back. You only options are 1 is to work on the streets and two, to volunteer at the whore house for a year then you get paid by the time you reach your first year, you will be 20 -- 21 years old. No one wants used sex slaves. Let me tell you about how things are. None of the sex slaves survived two years in his hands. I have been here for four years as a maid. It is a very lucrative position to be in. He will take you everywhere he goes. You will stay in his bed most of the time. Of course, you pay with your pain but if he finds another toy, you will be ousted. Either way there is not much future for you. " My future looked bleak. "Abby, are you sure bath will work?" "Sure I am sure! He is a lonely man, wants to have a young slut in his bed and look at you, 5'8 long dark blonde wavy hair, long arms, beautiful puffy lips, gorgeous nipples and forbidden body. What is not to like? Whatever and however he wants you to be, he will turn you into that! He didn't fuck you yet?" "No, So what do I do? I just follow his orders?" "Yes!" she exclaimed. "He is surrounded by sex slaves, like I told you just now. If he loses interest in you, you are history! Listen, just do what I said, just do whatever he says. Good luck! I have to run!" "Bye!" I grabbed a snack and went back. When I returned, he was on the bed working or something. Papers were all over. I wanted to be fucked. I crawled in bed. He looked at me. "Prepare my bath. I want warm water." "Yes, sir" I went to prepare his bath. "My lord, your bath is ready!" He came in disrobed got into the tub. He was very well built, muscular body, arms are very strong, and very well defined toned 6-pack. He closed his eyes while I was soaping his shoulders. Obviously, he enjoyed it. I was turned on. I stopped and came around to stand in front of him completely naked touching my pussy with right hand. He said "I didn't tell you to stop" That is when I got stepped into the bathtub. He opened his eyes. He yelled "Do as I say!" "I am sorry, Master!" I got out of the bathtub and didn't know where to hide He got up and pulled me back in the bath. "Get on your knees, whore! Open your mouth wide, I will slip my cock in there Do not bite, do not gag! Run your tongue up and down my shaft! Look at me when at all times. Let's see how much you can take this." I began sucking his cock from slow to fast. I gagged almost right away. He pulled his cock out of my mouth. "Keep your mouth open!" He ordered then started masturbating. A load of cum got unloaded in my mouth. He stepped back and said, "You will be a great fuck" I spitted everything in the bathtub "You are not ready! Rinse your mouth and go to bed." I went back to the bed tried to go to sleep. I couldn't sleep. I got up and pulled a big 11 inch dildo out of the dresser while he was in the bathroom. I went back to bed and began sucking the dildo while touching my pussy with 1 hand then I turned around and attempted to slide the dildo in my ass. I tried a few ways then reverted to sucking. I heard my master's footsteps. Right away I hid the dildo on the other side of my bed and pretended to be asleep. It was my master standing in front of the bed.