****** Callie Becomes a Slave II: The Torments Continue by Dirt Master ******
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Callie Becomes a Slave II: The Torments Continue


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This story is a complete work of fiction. It is the continual of "Callie
Becomes a Slave: The Beginning". The story is about Karl Smith who has had
Callie kidnapped and is training her to be a slave.
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Chapter Two: The Torments continue

Karl's thoughts:
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I was used to waking up early and so was the case on Saturday. I woke at about
six am and was ready to have my second day with Callie.

I turned and looked at her sleeping next to me. Her hands were cuffed to the
right bedpost and her nipples were clamped. She must have cried during the
night because there were tear marks on her cheeks. I used my favorite way of
waking her. I slapped her hard. She woke with a start and muttered, "Lemme
sleep."

"What did you say slut?"

I slapped her again. Harder this time.

"I...I am very sorry master."

She was fully awake now.

"What did you say cunt?"

I grabbed her hair and pulled. Hard.

"I said, 'lemme sleep' master," she said.

"Since you were asleep I will not punish you."

"Thank you master," she replied.

"But as my slave you should wake up before me and then at a fixed time wake me
up by sucking on my cock until I tell you to stop. I will tell you the time
later but you can suck on my cock now."

I threw off the sheets and came into sight my 10-inch monster. She dutifully
sucked my cock and swallowed every drop when I shot my load deep into her
throat.

"Now you can use the bathroom and take a quick shower and report here as soon
as possible."

She left for the bathroom and I lay in bed thinking of the torments I would
inflict on her as this weekend continued.
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Callie's thoughts:
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I crawled into the bathroom and locked the door. I then stood up and WALKED
over to the basin feeling human. I washed my face and then peed and after a
quick shower I dried my body off and left the bathroom. I crawled over next to
the bed and took my kneeling position exactly as Karl had told me and said, "I
am done master."

The bastard had me in a real fix. In this soundproof cabin far from city and
with his men at the only exit I had no choice but to obey him.

He just said, "Hmmmm" and lay there thinking I don't know what.

As I knelt there I let my mind think over to the events of yesterday. I had
been abducted from my house after I came back from work. The men left me here
blindfolded, gagged and spread-eagled on a bed. Later Karl Smith my young
handsome boss came in and told me he had had me kidnapped because I had refused
to go out with him. Then he told me I would be his slave here and told me
certain "Rules". Then he made me strip, shaved my cunt and made me dance.
Whipped my ass real hard for disobeying his orders and breaking his rules. Then
I had been forced to give him a blowjob, Swallow his load, drink his piss and
then he had butt-fucked me ruthlessly, attached clamps to my sensitive nipples
and went to bed with my hands tied to a bed-post.

All this had happened yesterday. I, Ms. Callie Shaw, a young, attractive and
perfectly normal woman working at a software company had become a slave to Karl
Smith, my young handsome boss. In ONE DAY, less than 24 hours I had become a
slut from a respected young girl. As I thought all this Karl reached down and
pinched my left nipple. It was still sore from the clamps and hurt a lot but I
knelt there obediently.

"Slut," he said.

"Yes master," I replied as the bastard had told me to.

"Kneel on the bed."

I did so.

"Take my cock in your pretty mouth."

I followed knowing what was coming next.

"Now swallow," he started pissing and I swallowed, afraid of another whipping.
The last one had left marks on my ass.

"Good now on to the bathroom."

I followed him to the bathroom on all fours. He stood in front of the sink and
I knelt at his feet waiting for his orders.

"Now you are going to kiss my ass while I shave and brush. Get going cunt."

I quickly followed his orders and once he was done he told me to help him
shower. This meant that he stood under the shower while I massaged his body.

Then he said, "Dry me."

I did that and then followed him out on all fours. He had attached a collar to
my throat last night and now he attached a leash to it.

"Follow me bitch."

I was so humiliated. Tears ran down my cheeks as I followed him outside the
room and seeing the rest of the cabin for the first time. There was a small
kitchen and a dining table with a T.V in front of it. A closed door to a side.
I wondered what was in there.

"You'll see that later bitch," Karl said. "Right now please prepare my
breakfast. You may stand in the kitchen."

He left my leash but it was still attached to the collar. I crawled into the
kitchen and stood up. There was a list on the counter. I had seen Karl's
writing in the office so I knew it immediately. It read:

1. Scrambled eggs 2. Bacon 3. Toasted bread

I quickly started preparing breakfast while Karl, the bastard, watched T.V,
reruns of a famous quiz show. I continued preparing as he changed channels. The
remote was clicking. Another quiz show.

"You have any questions for me slut?"

The bastard wanted me to play.

"Yes Master" I replied, continuing with the bacon.

"Hmmm....Ok! Ask them now you cute ass."

Some lawyer show was on the T.V.

"Why are you doing this to me...Master?" I said.

"Because you refused to go out with me. You humiliated me in front of other
employees. This is my idea of a revenge."

"What happens after the revenge ends, Master?"

I knew it was necessary to call this bastard Master.

"That's a surprise," he said, a detective movie was on. "Maybe I'll keep you
here and come back occasionally to 'play'. Maybe I'll let you go. Maybe I'll
let my men have you. They run a whorehouse in a rundown area."

I thought about that. I had read about rundown areas and the whorehouses there.
$20 a fuck. From 15 dollars per hour I'd go to 20 dollars a fuck. From Ms.
Callie Shaw, a software engineer in a reputed firm I'd become Callie, the
prostitute.

"Or I have some biker friends. They'd love you," Karl continued "Or I could
kill you."

As I finished toasting bread I thought of my options. Karl's personal sex toy,
Callie the prostitute, Callie the biker's slut or a dead body. None appealed to
me and I knew he was not going to let me go.

"Any more questions slut?" Karl asked.

"Yes Master," I replied, putting his breakfast on a tray "How do you plan to
escape the police?"

He smirked at the question. His eyes were on the T.V where a cop was searching
a room.

"There is nothing to connect you to me. A month since you denied my offer of a
date. Your boyfriend is away. One week in his return. No relatives to worry.
Who is gonna tell the police?"

I stood there quietly. The T.V could be heard. I heard a cop saying, "She's
missing. No clue." And that was my situation. Missing without a clue.

"Breakfast whore."

I lifted they tray and stood at the exit to the kitchen. If I walked I broke a
rule. Couldn't crawl with the tray.

Karl smirked at this and said, "Walk over cunt."

I walked over. Placed the tray on the table and resumed my kneeling position on
the floor.

"Hmmm.... Now you are going to be alone for a while bitch. I will be leaving
for town. My clothes and every thing else is ready but there is only one
problem."

I knew I was not going to like this problem.

"We are out of polish and my shoes are really muddy. What do you think cunt?"

I knew what to say. The bastard no doubt wanted me to lick his boots clean.

I said, "You could wear any other pair master."

He smiled and said, "No bitch! You are going to polish them with your tongue.
Get under the table."

I did so. A pair of black shoes was lying there.

"Carry them out and put them by my feet."

I followed his order.

"Now crawl out from under the table and polish them."

Tears started flowing from my eyes at this humiliation. But I knew I would have
to follow his orders. He sat there eating bacon, scrambled eggs and toasted
bread as I lay there on all fours at his feet polishing his boots with my
tongue. From Callie Shaw to Karl Smith's personal sex toy.

After breakfast he made me give him a blowjob, then I dressed him. He wore his
shoes polished by my tongue and said, "Cook and eat some breakfast whore. Then
clean the house and at 5:30 kneel by this door to wait for me. Remember my men
at the exit."

And then he was gone. I sat at the table and glanced at the wall clock. 11:00.
Finally I could be human for some time.
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Karl's thoughts:
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Wow! Simply wow! Callie has been a wonderful slave. I really didn't want to
leave but I am not stupid. The police will do SOMETHING so I knew I had to
defend my self. Just in case. I drove home. No one had seen me leave and nobody
heard me enter. I first of all called my office. It was Saturday but I worked
on Saturdays and so did some of the staff. We all loved our work. I told them I
was sick and would not be coming. Then I called the doctor and told him I was a
little off color. He said he was on his way. My old family physician loved
money.

Then I lay on my bed and thought about the past events. The kidnapping of
Callie had been smooth. No witness, no noise. I at that moment was away to a
restaurant. Later I came home, told the servant I was sick. He left and I went
to Callie. Back today. Nobody knew I had been away from home last night.
Callie's boyfriend was away on a convention for two weeks. No relatives. All
was in my favor.

The doctor came and said I was fine. Probably some tiredness and stress from
overwork (If he knew what I was busy with!). I left for office after a hearty
lunch. From the office I called Jack (Callie's boyfriend, also my employee). He
told me the convention was fine. I told him to enjoy the sights, (while I
enjoyed his girl friend, hehehe).

The clock told me it was 2:30. 3 hours away from Callie's appointed time. But I
wanted to make her wait. Besides I really wanted to get some work done. As I
said we all loved our work.
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Callie's thoughts:
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6:30 pm

I had been kneeling on the floor next to the door for an hour. I had cleaned
the house and had some food and rested. Of course I had tried to find a phone
or something. But I could not find anything. The cabin was small. A kitchen,
the area between the bedroom and the kitchen was not so small. It contained a
table, some couches and a T.V. And of course there was the closed door, locked.
Karl had said I would know soon enough what was in there. Any way what I was
worried about was my future. All the ideas of Karl were scary. I wanted this to
be a dream. A nightmare. I wanted to open my eyes and wake up. But this was
real, oh my god. The clock told me it was 6:45. Karl was late. I wished he
wouldn't come but he did. I heard keys rattling and the door opened. Karl
entered.

"Hello Slut! Undo my pants. I really need to piss. I have been saving it for
you."

I drank obediently. After he was done he ordered me to completely undress him.
From shoes to shirt, fold the clothes neatly and place them on the dining table
and then come into the room. I undressed him and he went into the room.

I folded his clothes neatly and put them on the dining table. Then I went away
to the room, on all fours. The collar was there since yesterday and he had
attached the leash earlier today. The complete bitch. As I crawled into the
room I saw him. He lay on the bed. Naked of course and his huge member was
hard. It was at least twice that of Jack, my boyfriend. He was 5 inch.

"Come here."

I crawled to the bed and knelt on the floor.

"So cunt! It is time for sex once again. This time you pussy will be it."

And then he ordered me on the bed on all fours. Removed the leash AND the
collar. Then ordered me to lie spread-eagled on the bed. I did so. He eyed my
pussy and then fingered it. It was wet. He smiled and slowly entered me. I
hated it and he loved it. It was slow agony but he picked speed and rammed me
like hell. With each stroke he entered more and more of that hard cock inside
me. Finally he was in as deep as could be. I didn't like it. I didn't like it
at all but he was the master and I was the toy, to be used and abused at His
will and for His pleasure. He shot his load deep inside me. Then ordered me off
the bed. I knelt on the floor and he lay there. Thinking I don't know what.
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Karl's thoughts:
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As Callie knelt on the floor I lay on the bed. I loved to fuck her and I knew
she hated it. I knew she hated the way I dominated. And I loved the pain I gave
her.

"Slut."

"Yes master."

"Follow me."

She did so, on all fours. I lead her to the locked door. Opened it with my key
and we stepped in. She was shocked to see the stairs.

I smiled, "We will go up."

This "little cabin" of mine was actually pretty big. It was two story although
the second floor was unfinished. No inner walls. It was sort of a big hall.
Just the place I wanted.

"You are not going up on all fours and you are not allowed to walk. How are you
gonna come up slut?"

She did not answer. So I grabbed her hair. "Any guesses bitch?"

"No master."

I pulled her hair hard. Caused her to rise to a kneeling position. "Can you
think of a way now?"

"On my knees master."

She was not dumb.

"OK! Let's do it."

I went up the stairs and she followed on her knees.

As we entered the hall she was puzzled. This was a big room and there was no
furniture no doors no windows. A bare room with only some dim lights fixed on
the ceiling. A big empty room except for a whip and a basketball in the center.

"Time for some races slave. Bring me that ball and the whip."

She did so. I placed the ball on the floor and told her to get on all fours.

"And now my darling you are gonna make 10 laps of this room on all fours. In a
fixed time. I will be behind you to make sure that you go as fast as you can."
I paused and cracked the whip on the floor. "How much time do you think is
fair, slave?"

"3 minutes per lap master"

"Umm.... OK. But there is just one more thing. You see this ball bitch. You are
going to have to push it in front of you while you race around. You will have
to push it forward with your nose. So let's get into a corner."

She pushed the ball forward with her nose and moved on all fours towards a
corner. When she reached there she stopped.

"Just a few more things. 3 X 10 means 30 minutes. 10 laps in 30 min. I'll give
you only 5 chances to do it. Only five. If you fail I'll punish you. Clear
enough?"

"Yes master."

"Let's begin the pony races."
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Callie's thoughts:
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As he said go I started going pushing the ball forward. Crack. A whip landed on
my back. Faster I heard Karl say. I moved faster, and missed the ball. I turned
back and pushed it forward with my nose. A couple of more whips. The room
looked so big. I knew I was never going to make it in time. At least not with
the basketball. I ran, correction...crawled, as fast as I could but it was very
difficult to push the ball with my nose and the whips were becoming faster. It
hurt. I kept on crawling. End of the first lap.

"5 minutes cunt," Karl said and the whip landed hard on my back.

I continued on the laps. The second one took 4 and a half minutes. The third
took 4 min and 26 seconds. The fourth took 5 minutes. I was tired but the
whipping was almost continuous. I lost count of the laps as I cried silently.
Later, much later I heard Karl say stop. I stopped. The ten laps must be up.

"You took 45 minutes for your first ten lap and missed the ball at least five
times. Let's try it again bitch."

We continued. The first lap took 4 minutes. The second was even better. It took
3 minutes and 40 seconds. The third lap began and I tried harder. Missed the
ball. Whips. This went on and as the ten laps ended I heard Karl tell me I was
13 minutes late.

My third CHANCE began. The ten laps took 44 minutes this time. I guess I was
tired and my back hurt like hell. The whipping was really hurting me a lot. The
fourth chance began. I tried my best. It took me 40 minutes and I did not miss
the ball even once.

"Better bitch! We'll try it again. Your last chance. But you can rest before we
continue. I'll be back in five minutes. Have some water."

He motioned to a bottle lying near the staircase and went downstairs.

I drank some water and thought about the last chance and just sat there. Karl
came back. We began and I knew I was better than ever. The first lap ended in 2
minutes and 50 seconds. The second one took 2 minutes and 45 seconds. The third
took 3 minutes and 4 seconds. The laps went on so did the whipping. The ninth
lap ended and Karl announced that I had 3 minutes and 16 seconds. The lap
continued. The last turning. I slowed down so as not to miss the ball. Karl
whipped me for the first time in this lap. Real hard. 'Faster' he said. I
missed the ball because of the pain. Turned and crawled forward as fast as I
could and finished the lap just in time.
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Karl's thoughts:
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The races took 3 hours and 30 minutes. It was almost 11 when we came
downstairs. We had a shower together. I allowed her to piss. Then we had
dinner. I had brought pizza. After we ate she gave me a blowjob. As usual I
made her drink every single drop of my load. Then we went to bed. I cuffed her
right hand to the bedpost and tired as I was, drifted into sleep as quickly as
possible.

But I was looking forward to yet another day with Callie, my sex toy.

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End of chapter # 2.
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