An Unexpected Lesson (Closed for SweetAngelina)

[tyrion77]

Tyler Kilpatrick was a prodigy, having risen to an executive level faster than any other employee in the history of Bartlett, Downs, Smith & Munn. It had been the first company he had worked for after graduating at the top of his class with a business degree, and had started out in the mailroom like many college graduates. Now, he was an executive vice president, and enjoying the benefits of the position, including a hot little secretary that he had coerced into an affair with him, despite the fact that she was married.

It came as a surprise, then, when word came down from the board of directors that he and several other executives were to attend a week-long training retreat. Expecting it to be a more than pleasant experience, given the attendees, he was looking forward to it, even if he couldn't take his sextoy of a secretary.

When the time came that Friday, he left work with his bags already packed, and began the drive up into the mountains. Thankfully, the GPS in his vehicle still worked in the wilderness, and he was able to find the lodge where this training meeting was being held with relative ease. Someone took his car when he got there, but oddly enough there was no one to carry his bags. Not letting it phase him, he went inside to get his room assignment, and carried his things upstairs to his room.

The room itself came as something of a shock, being a sparsely furnished bedroom with no amenities at all except a small bathroom. Shaking his head, he took out his cellphone to try to call headquarters, only to find he had no signal. It was too late to leave, so he decided to spend the night, and try to call in the morning. Laying down on the twin-sized mattress, he tossed and turned quite a bit before finally drifting off to sleep.

[SweetAngelina]

"Have all their cars been taken care of?"

"Yes Mistress, stored in the old mill site, as you ordered."

"And the others, have they all arrived?"

"Yes, Mistress, two female subjects and one more male."

"And the employers, are they all in agreement?"

"Yes, Mistress, each has been notified and confirmed, the absences of each subject is indefinite, and expected."

"The paperwork, it's all in order?"

"Yes, Mistress, everything is as you ordered, to the letter."

Mistress Angelina Hart went through the check list and allowed herself a smile at her newly trained slave, then woman had turned out to be an efficient and complacent addition to her staff despite her fiery beginning.

It was three in the morning and her staff was ready, the sun still under the horizon as she rose and stretched her five foot eight figure to it's lithe and yet curvaceous fullest before running her hands through her red hair.

"Then wake them all, get them up and don't let them dress, it's thirty four degrees outside and I want them to feel it as you hustle them out of their warm beds and across the field to the training rooms."

"Yes, Mistress, right away"

The woman smiled and moved out of the room, her pert ass swaying under the short mini and plump breasts bouncing unrestrained under the sheer blouse she wore, her face showing the anticipation she felt for the task at hand. Angie knew the new subjects were about to get the shock of their lives, that the burly men who woke them would be deliberate in forcing the new subjects and she would there to greet them.

Greet them and inform each man and woman that they no longer existed as human beings and were now her slaves, then deal with the loudest and most protesting one of the four on the spot. It was a chore she looked forward to, spotting the most unruly, then breaking them in front of the others, stripping them of their clothes and pride to teach them the first cruel, brutal lesson of the day.

[tyrion77]

As was his habit, Tyler had worn nothing but his boxers to bed, so when the man woke him up the following morning, he was in for a rude awakening. At first, however, he told the large man in an angry voice, "I don't know what the hell you are thinking, but you need to go the fuck away now, before I have you fired." Of course, that just prompted the man to walk over and haul Mr. Kilpatrick out of bed physically, dumping him on the floor.

"Come on, you'll be sorry if you're late, boy," the large, unnamed man told him. After the shock of being manhandled so, Tyler began to get dressed, only for the man to take the pants away that he had been getting ready to put on, ordering him, "Goddamn it, I said we have to go now, boy."

Tyler looked at him incredulously, wondering if he had lost his mind. "I am not going outside into that cold in my boxers," he growled, only for the staff member to lose patience, and grab the resistant executive's arms in a hold that would allow him to walk him out and to the exercise room. The threats continued to pour out of Tyler's mouth as he was pushed out into the cold, and even when his teeth were chattering just before they reached the training room.

[SweetAngelina]

"That ONE"

Angie pointed out the mouthy and barely dressed man, then smiled as two burly guards stepped behind Tyler and twisted his arms behind him.

"Tie the other three to the poles, but him,STRIP him and teach him what happens when a slave speaks without his Mistress wishing it!"

The men obeyed swiftly, one pinning Tyler's arms behind him while the other tore off the lone piece of clothing he wore and then balled a fist to drive it into the muscled stomach of the nude man.

"Harder, I want this lesson remembered"

Angie ordered and watched critically lest the punches crept too high.

But her man knew his job, and with brutal, punishing blows pounded Tyler in the stomach, chest and groin until his arm grew tired and he looked to his Mistress.

"Do you wish to speak now,Slave?"

Angie leered and swayed forward, a riding crop dangling from her wrist as she eyes took in the sagging, punished form of Tyler.

"What do you have to say for yourself?"

[tyrion77]

Mr. Kilpatrick was shocked when he was pushed into a room with three other executives just as surprised as he was. Each of them had a 'minder', and finally his eyes came to rest on one of the most attractive women he had ever seen in his life. Gorgeous, and she seemed to be the one directing traffic here. He heard her barking orders for the others to be tied to the poles he saw, but then she pointed at him and ordered them to strip him and teach him a lesson. Tyler almost laughed at that, at least, until his boxers were unceremoniously ripped off and cast aside, exposing his rather impressive phallus, despite the fact it was flaccid.

He was certain that this all had to be some sort of sick joke, at least until the beating commenced. All he could do was wince and cry out in pain as blow after blow rained on his midsection. By the end, he was panting with the exertion of trying to get away. When she asked what he had to say, however, he was not about to let a beating diminish who he was. "What I have to say, is who the fuck gives you the right to do this? Let me go," he told her in a dry voice, lifting his eyes defiantly to look into hers.

[SweetAngelina]

Angie smiled, her groin tingling in expectation, her eyes glimmering with the satisfaction of choosing a strong, bull headed man. They always made the most amusing to break, took the most time to humble, making it even more satisfying when she watched them kneel and clean her boots.

"Drag the bitch over to the ropes and STRING HER UP!"

She spoke softly, then suddenly changed, barking off the last words to watch the men throw a few more well placed fists, then grip the nude mans arms and twist them behind him before forcing him to the center of the room.

"You've got a nice package slave, all the better to hang my decorations on."

She observed with a smile and watched the men clamp Tyler's wrists into a pair of leather cuffs, then snap the heavy chain to both and begin winching it into the sky.

"I wonder if you'll scream at eight, or perhaps ten?"

Tyler's feet barely scraped the ground before the men stopped and knelt, placing two more cuffs on his ankles and pulling them wide apart, the weight of Tyler's well shaped body falling on his arms as his feet were pulled outwards and off the cold floor below.

"The problem though, with having such a big package, is THIS."

The heavy riding crop Angie carried so casually suddenly whirred, the shaft of it blurring as it lunged forward, then suddenly appearing as it his the target, that being Tyler's thick cock that hung between his wide open thighs.

"It makes an easy TARGET"

Angie smiled as the man refused to give her a reaction, his face turning red and epitaphs spewing from between his lips.

"Don't you THINK, slave?"

Over and over she struck, watching his body jerk and twist, knowing it was only a matter of time before the first scream.

"Of course it's not just you COCK."

She struck again and laughed as a whimper escaped over her captives tightly clenched lips, the drop singing in the air as she walked around and behind the helpless man and swung again with deadly aim.

"There are a PAIR of EASY targets back HERE"

She singled out his testicles and struck savagely, emphasizing her words and laughing as Tyler lunged forward with each brutal blow, her eyes bright with pleasure.

"Such a STUPID slut to THINK you're in CONTROL, I wonder IF you'll learn QUICKLY or shall WE do this ALL day?"

Her voice lilted up and down with each swing, the mans balls quickly turning bright red, then a darker, more ominous color from the punishment he was receiving.

"WHO is in CONTROL now, BITCH?"

[tyrion77]

All Tyler could do as he was hit again was grunt, but he was not going to give this bitch the satisfaction of hearing him make any more noise than necessary. When his arms were twisted behind his back, he tried to pull away, but the men were too strong, and there were too many of them. Thus, he found himself being hauled up by the chains attached to the leather cuffs he was forced into. All the while, she was making comments about his cock, as if he were some sort of prize stallion that needed to be broken.

Being lifted into the position he was hurt; his arms and shoulders were stretched painfully as he glared at the woman in front of him. Still, he made no further noise until her crop struck his flaccid shaft, growling, "Fuck!" It was not as painful as it could have been if he had been hard. Thankfully, the manhandling had prevented that. The blows hurt, and soon he had to bite his lip to keep from screaming. Then she brought his attention to another part of his body that was fully exposed, and all he could do was whimper in anticipation before she struck. When she did, he howled, the first time the leather touched his heavy balls, and continued to do so as she kept hitting them.

Finally, when she stopped, and asked who was in control, he swallowed his anger told her what she wanted to hear, "You are." The pain was too much; getting away was clearly going to have to wait until they were not watching him so closely. Until then, he would have to survive.

[SweetAngelina]

"Clear the room"

Angie snapped the words and watched as her men moved the others from the room, her hands running over the bruised mans body to center on his firm ass.

"You're a liar Tyler and that angers me, you only said that to stop the pain and that isn't under your control either, only my own."

She moved across the room to a cabinet, eying the man and knowing he was watching her as she swayed past him, the small bottle of oil in her hands as she returned to open it before him then step around to his back once again.

"You have no rights or control here Tyler, I own you and will do with you as I please, the faster you truly learn that the better off you'll be"

She worked the light oil into his shoulders as she spoke, then his back, pouring more and more of it on his skin as the men returned and stood quietly watching, a thin trail of the oil moving between his ass cheeks.

"The whipping you received was to get your full attention, but seeing as how you think you might still get out of this... and the lie you've told me it's time for your punishment... a lesson to teach you what happens when you defy my authority..."

She ran a hand across his buttocks and curling a finger between them, using the oil to ease the way as she pushed the finger against his anus then in.

"BE QUIET"

She snapped as he protested, then pushed the finger deeper into his body, to pump it slowly in and out of his virgin ass and slowly stretch the tight muscle.

"You'll think you're dying at first but you won't, in fact before it's over I think you'll enjoy it."

She smiled at his thrashing form and nodded to the larger of her two men, his footsteps loud and echoing off the walls as he approached.

"Take him, use him until you fill his ass with your seed"

Angie's words were as brutally spoken as the intent of them were, her eyes glittering as her man unzipped his pants then stepped out of them, his hand stroking his cock to bring it to full hardness before stepping up to the bound man and push it between his ass cheeks.

"Look at ME Tyler"

Angie moved in front of the bound man and smiled, lifting his head to meet his eyes, her hand wrapping in his hair as the man behind thrust hard and deep.

"I own you. All of you, your body, your freedom. I control everything about you, and around. Now say it for me"

She could see the fear in his handsome face and eyes, but also the cleverness and defiance, her eyes moving from his face to that of the man behind him.

"Take him, HARD and FAST, maybe that will loosen his tongue!"