****** Tormenting Rage 3: The Lesson by Rage ******
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Tormenting Rage 3: The Lesson

She was writhing on the bed again. So lost in her need she could hardly think.
The soft gentle breeze, from the open window was agony against her over
sensitized body. She had already lost her voice earlier, and could only whimper
pitifully. Her hands were chained to the bedposts to keep her from touching
herself, and her legs were spread open, ankles bound to the posts on the end of
the bed.

She didn't know how much more she could take. After he had left the last time,
she had cum, unable to stop it. He hadn't been happy and had drove her into the
state she found herself in now. Then he had chained her to the bed, shoving a
vibrator into her, just to fill her. Another new torment he had devised to
remind her what, who she was to him.

Fear gripped her. Did she really want to be his personal sex toy? To be owned
like this? Tortured and tormented this way? The only answer she could come up
with was yes. She needed him and all he did to her. She wanted to be his slut,
needed to be. She had given herself to him already. But could she now survive?

She heard the clicking of his boots as he moved into the room. She screamed
when she felt him lean over and blow upon her sex. "Maaaaster," she screamed.

"Have you learned nothing yet, bitch?" He grabbed her breast in his hand and
cruelly began to twist. "Do not speak until I have spoken. How many times do I
have to tell you that? Perhaps a good ten lashes will remind you?"

She bit her lip again, she could feel the bruise her bottom lip was getting.
She knew he expected an answer. How could she want and need this? How could she
even think of it? Never in her life had she ever wanted and needed to be owned,
stripped down to her bare essence and revealed to him. Begging to feel the
strap or the cat. "Yes, Master. They will remind your slut well," her voice
shook as she answered him.

He moved away from her and she watched as he grabbed the leather lash from the
dresser. Walking back to her he checked the bindings on her ankles. She
couldn't bear to watch, she closed her eyes tightly. The swish as he raised the
strap was deafening to her, but the crack as it fell on her sex was worse. She
arched in her bonds and screamed. Trying to get free, she shook her head
wildly. Screaming at the shock and pain. How could he strike her there? How
could he do this to her? She was praying that he wouldn't strike again.

Screams were torn from her as three more lashes fell, suddenly she was covered
by need. The pain heightened her need and it slammed into her. She began to
moan with pleasure, feeling herself as she was about to cum, one more strike
was all she needed. She whimpered and cried out. "Master, your slut is about to
cum!!"

He stopped and was staring at her. "VERY good, bitch. Didn't think you'd
actually tell me." He moved around the room and began to put things away. She
watched him as her body writhed and she whimpered helplessly. Soon he came to
her and released her from her bonds. "Kneel at my feet, slut."

She whimpered as she slipped to her knees in front of him, her clit throbbed
angrily. Tears shined in her eyes, as she wondered how much longer the torment
would last. She lowered her head and tried to sit as still as possible.

"I am going away for the weekend. I will email you a list of things you have to
do while I am gone. If one of those things aren't done you will regret it." He
grabbed the back of her neck and forced his mouth on hers kissing her deeply.
He looked into her eyes and smiled. "No, slut, you can't cum. I want you to
remember and wish I was here. I will call one time and give you release, but it
will be up to you to keep yourself as hot as you are right now, until then.
Understood?"

She nodded and felt her tears fall down her face. "Yes Master, your slut
understands."

She helped him pack and even helped him to the airport. Her body screaming as
he forced her to drive. On the way back, she wondered how she was supposed to
do as he wished when all she wanted and needed was release. She had put the key
in the lock when she heard the phone ringing. She ran inside and picked it up.

"Cum, bitch." She fell to her knees and felt his command take her, she came
hard and fast and lay twitching on the floor as she heard him speak again.
"Follow my instructions, slut. Or that will be the last one you ever have." He
hung up as she fainted.

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