Taming the Friend (Closed for now)

Julianna looked up at him, his weight making it difficult to take a full breath.

"But.. I don't want to be called a slut Sir.. it was drilled into me that slut is a very, deragatory term used only for, well... sluts."

Julianna did not think his eyes could grow any colder or darker nor that his body could tense to such a point that would break any other man.

Regretably, she wished she had only answered yes to his question. His words of a moment ago only just now reaching the rational part of her brain.
 
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He slapped her face quickly. His face was full of disappointment as he said, "A Slut is what you are," He said sternly, "From this day forth, you are my Slut, to do with as I please."

He raised his hand again, but thought better of it.

"Now... Let's try this again. Do you understand everything I told you?"
 
Julianna's gasp was audible. Her bottom lip trembled as she fought not to shed a tear. The term was so abhorant to her, to think it even seemed wrong. He raised his hand again, repeating his question of earlier.

"Yyes... yes Sir.. I understand." Julianna lowered her eyes from his. With her arms stretched so far above her head, it was difficult to breath comfortably. The slap had not been a soft play slap such as she had experienced during dungeon play with some of her play partners.

Her face stung, her ears rang and she was sure her lip was swollen. Suddenly the butterflies in her stomach seemed as nothing compared to the deep fear she she now felt beneath this man.


"Wait.. Sir.. please. I'm not sure....." Julianna hesitated for a moment to take a breath.
 
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Leo chuckled, not bothering to hide the coldness.

"You say you understand, but then you say you're not sure. You belong to me now, and it will be as pleasant or as painful as you make it. You know the rules, now follow them, or you'll find yourself wishing I was only slapping you."

His hand reached down, fingers grasping a nipple. "This is for questioning me," He said, as he twisted it hard.

"Now, anything else you'd like to say? Or shall we get started with your training?"
 
Julianna screamed out in pain. Her large nipple twisted cruelly by this person she did not know. This was not the man from her chat room. The gentle man that spoke of love and devotion, honor and chivalry with a bit of rope tying and rough sex thrown in.

The nerve endings in her very senstitive nipple shot revulets of pain throughout her chest, forcing her eyes to water with the sheer intensitivity of it. She could only swallow deeply and nod her head to this man who now held her life in his hands.
 
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"Good. Now, It's obvious to me what our first lesson needs to be."

He slid off of her and began removing his shirt. Once it was off, he dumped the contents of his bag on the edge of the bed. A dildo, two vibrators, some beads, a gag, and more restraining tools were among the items that piled up.

"What are you, Pet?"
 
Both of Julianna's red lips trembled as she tried to form the word. Her eyes darted to the bag and the items piled to the side of the bed.

The most awesome sight was Leo, standing over her shirtless, the power radiating from him in waves. Her eyes found his again, begging him to understand.

He reached down to pick up something she did not recognize and quietly acquiesed.

"I... am your... slut... Sir." Julianna closed eyes as she spoke the last word very softly.
 
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"Hmm." He replied, simply. "We'll have to work on that."

He picked up a vibrator and flicked it on to a medium setting. He reached with his free hand and ran a finger across her slit. Satisfied with the results, he slowly pushed the vibe inside of her, till it almost disappeared. Then he grabbed to leather cuffs and attached them to her ankles, pulling the respective chains tight and securing them to the other bed posts. Keeping her legs immobile like this, would simply further the teasing she was about to endure.

He quickly stripped himself of his pants and boxers, and naked, crawled back up to resumed his position straddling her chest.

He stared at her patiently, waiting for the vibe to do its job. He had all night...

"What are you, my Pet?"
 
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Ohhh, the sensations were so deliciously shocking, they took Julianna's breath away. He had not been gentle inserting the vibrator, which only heightened the feeling of being so vulerable.

How could she be so terrifed and so aroused at the same time? Her eyes watched his lithe body while he quickly removed his clothing. His muscles stood out starkly against his sturdy bones. Her mind, while still coping with his question, could not help but take in the beauty of him as a male.

Her hips began to move on their own, the relentless vibrations deep with her sending sweet pulses of sensation up into her belly.

Julianna gasped as he lowered his weight across her chest. His thick shaft stood up tall and strong, the tip hoovering just above her quivering chin.

She swallowed, trying to remind herself of the question.

"I am... your...slut, Sir." Julianna's face turned crimson just before she turned it to the side, embarrassment flushing her features.
 
Leo reached down to her nipples again, but this time he gently stroked each one, occasionally pinching lightly. His hand then traveled across he face and neck, up and down her arms. He bided his time, allowing the vibe to do its job. As wet as she had been, he knew it wouldn't take long before her need would begin to grow.

"Every part of your body belongs to me, my Pet. Your pleasure is mine, and your pain is mine. You will comply with my every desire. You will crave my control, and you will love the way I use you." He leaned close to her ear and spoke very softly, "Because you are my Slut."

He straightened himself again, studying her as he continued to stroke her body. The side of her face was deep red, her lip was slightly swolen on the side he had struck her, and tears had collected in the corners of her eyes. The nipple he had tortured was a deep red, and hard as it could be. Anyone seeing her now would have a hard time picturing the woman from the club, but she was even more beautiful in this state. Her training had just begun.

He could see her inward struggle, the fear fighting a losing battle against the pleasure building inside her. He decided it was time to distract her a bit, don't give her mind time to adjust. He pulled himself a little higher on her body, until his cock rested on her lips. He placed his thumb on her chin and pulled down, while his other hand lifted the back of her head. Her mouth opened slightly, and he slid himself inside.
 
Julianna closed her eyes as his big hand guided the thick shaft to her lips. The head already swollen and tight, the skin stretched across the surface as though it had been dipped in hot wax then cooled quickly to a deep, glistening shine.

She could not believe she was allowing this to happen. She should stop it and she would, at any moment. But for right now, God it felt so good. So good to be held, to be wanted, to be... Commanded.

Julianna truly had not believed things would go this far and this fast on their first night. Her mind started to wander but was jerked back to the moment as his other hand twisted tightly into her hair, pressing her face nearly to the base of his cock with the first thrust. Her eyes opened wide, tearing with the effort to open her mouth wide enough to accomodate it.

She fought the urge to gag before relaxing her mouth and tongue, giving the slick shaft full entrance into the warmth of her throat. Quiet suckling noises slipped quietly from between her lips and the taut skin of his cock, each thrust brought yet another moan from her throat.

Julianna's hips began to mimic the movements of Marcus' hips as he thrust within her mouth then pulled slowly, achingly out. Her heels dug into the bed, pulling hard on the ropes as her hips bucked into the air, searching for sweet release.
 
Leo smiled. His Slut was allowing her true nature to take over as she hungrily took in his cock. He watched her struggle as it hit the back of her mouth, but very soon she was doing her best to allow him full use of her throat. She was enjoying this, as well she should.

He reached down with his free hand and turned the vibe to its highest setting. It hummed loudly in her pussy, and he was pleased with the reaction it caused. Then he took one of her tits in his hand and roughly massaged it, thumbing the nipple. He used her hair to pull her further onto his glistening cock, until her nose was pressed into his skin. He would pull out and repeat this, gathering rythm and speed gradually.

Finally he pulled out of her mouth, rested his cock on her lips, and growled, "What are you, my Pet?"
 
Julianna's swollen lips glistened with saliva and precum. Eyes shining with undisguised lust she looked up through a haze to Leo. That lovely head was just out of reach, she fought to get her mouth to it, slipping her tongue out to try and lick its wet tip.

Her back arched as the power increased on the thing inside her. Tossing her head from side to side, then moaning when he touched and squeezed her sensitive nipples, she hesitated only briefly before replying breathlessly,

"I am... your slut, Sir. PPpleeasee... please help me.. I can't stand it.... please Sir?" She dropped her head back onto the bed, mouth open inviting, begging him to feed her yet again.
 
Satisfied with the response, Leo rewarded his Pet. He picked her head up once more, and guided his cock into her mouth, once again pushing as far as it would go. Her movements were becoming quite eratic under him, as her lust was betraying her body. He knew that the vibe was working its magic inside her, driving her wild with desire. If she had her way, she would be getting fucked senselessly right now.

"My, you are a cock-hungry little slut, aren't you?" He said teasingly, as he watched her take him with earnest. He continued to tease her nipples, but now adding enough pressure to cause a little pain.

After a few minutes, he once again pulled out of her mouth, sensing that she would be willing for most anything at this point. He allowed his cock to stay just out of reach as he sat, watching her. He said nothing, but enjoyed her tortured writhing.
 
Julianna started begging, pleading with Leo for more. She was beyond herself, beyond conscious thought. She was pure need, lust without release. His hands pulling and pinching her nipples sending needles of pleasure throughout her small breasts.

"Pllease... more... Sir... pppleasee????" Her mouth hung open, tongue darting in and out searching for that hard cock. "Please.. all the way... down .... my throat... cum... in my throat... pppleaseeeeee????"

Her voice was not her own, deep, dark and raspy. That of another woman, not the woman who had stepped off the airplane mere hours ago. The ropes bit into her ankles, the red welts rubbing there adding a deliciously wonderful feeing that rode up her legs, tickling the area holding the vibrator, pushing it to an ever higher furor.
 
For having never done it before, she was quite good at begging for his cum. It wasn't normally his style to give his Slut what she asked for, but he decided that she deserved it. She may have a change of heart later, but in this moment of lust, she was his completely willing slave.

Leo grabbed her head once more and shoved his cock into her throat, fucking it roughly. Here would be the real test, as he continued to lightly torture her dark red nipples. It only took a few minutes of fucking her throat, hand tangle in her hair, for him to feel the impending climax.

With one final thrust, he held her face to his stomach as he came, feeling her throat constrict as the liquid shot down it.

After it had finished, he quickly exited her mouth and allowed his semi-hard member to rest on her chin, rivulets of saliva and cum dripping on her face.
 
Julianna gagged with the size of it. It's tip going past the long curve within her throat to hit the farthest reaches within. Still he pounded and with each pound, her hips rose as if beneath him. Her mind, her resistance and her resolve had all been shattered. This then, is what she had come for and cum she did. Her orgasm blasted through her as his own blasted the back of her throat.

Her gurgling sounds as he filled it spurred him to drop more of his seed into his willing cubicle. His hips nearly smothering her as he unleashed the last of it into her mouth, he withdrew, resting it on the end of her chin. She swallowed deeply, savoring the taste and feel of his first gift to her.

Opening her eyes she smiled up at him, surprised to see his lips turned down into a disapproving frown.
 
His frown geeted her smile. She had been doing so well, and then she had to break the most important rule of them all. He would have to quite creative now, to ensure she never broke that rule again. He thought for a moment, watching her smile disappear.

He reached down and uncerimoniously pulled the vibe out of her and switched it off. He pulled her chin down again to force her mouth open, then he slid the vibe inside.

"Clean it," he growled.

With that he dismounted her and stood next to the bed, back turned, leaving her with the vibe. He grabbed his pants and pulled them on. He stood with his back turned for quite some time. He turned back to her, pulling the vibe out of her mouth.

"You came without permission, Slut," the last word said with disdain, rather than love. "Now, I have to think of a proper punishment for you."

With that, he grabbed the ice bucket and left the room, leaving the door open slightly.
 
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His cruel word seared her soul, confusing her, bringing tears to her eyes. She lay stretched on the bed, ankles bound to the bedposts; hands clasped together with the biting cuffs.

Turning her head slowly to the side she watched him leave, he had left the hotel room ajar. Her breathing quickened, realizing the picture she made splayed out across the tousled bed. She licked her lips, feeling the dried cum and saliva there, knowing her face was streaked with it as well.

What had she done? Allowing this stranger to put her into this position? Every action she had taken since stepping off of the plane went against all of the warnings she had ever read about internet relationships. Her body had betrayed her, her mind shrieked with the knowledge.

With the lust gone, the fear game in waves. Her body trembled violently. She pulled on her leg bindings, only to find they held fast. Her wrists were going numb, the metal biting into the delicate bones.

As the minutes passed, her fear grew. Tears ran from her eyes in small rivulets, cutting through the dried evidence of sex on her face.
 
The ice machine was only about 20 yards from their room, and it was fairly late at night, so he wasn't really concerned with anyone passing by. He knew that her mind would have a hard time thinking rationally, that the chances of someone seeing her really were slim to none. It only took him a minute to get the ice, but he sat outside her room in the hall for a good ten minutes. As he thought of his next task, he listened for evidence of her fear. This act would serve to endere her to himself, maybe not immediately, but she would begin to associate fear and loneliness with him not being near her.

Finally he entered the room, and shut the door. He eyed her face coldly, secretly please with the trail of recent tears that ran down the sides of her cheeks. He removed his pants one more, and setting the ice bucket down on the stand next to the bed, resumed his position straddling her.

"Now for the second lesson, Slut," he growled. As soon as the last word had left his lips, his hand struck her face once more. He took advantage of the moment of shock, and released her hands form the cuffs, pulling them to her sides and under his legs, effectively trapping them.

"Your true nature betrayed you, but you must learn to control your lust. I've already told you that your pleasure is mine. You haven't learned that, so now I'll have to teach you that your pain is mine, too."
 
Julianna's relief was overwhelming when he reentered the room, closing the door solidly behind him.

The hard, heavy slap came just as she opened her lips to apologize for her error. The shock of it jarring her entire body on the bed. His big, heavy body straddling her chest making it difficult to draw a deep breath. Julianna's head reeled, her jawed ached, adding to her confusion.

She was going to apologize and tell him that she may have made a mistake. Perhaps this was not really the thing for her and they should back off, take things slower.

She cried out when he drew her arms quickly from the top of the bed. The fire in her shoulders protesting as he stuffed her small wrists beneath his legs. Her back arched uncomfortably, nipples extended as they pointed towards the white ceiling.

Weeping beneath him, looking up into his cold eyes, a new terror flooded her brain. His eyes were glazed with an emotion she could not identify, nothing she had ever seen before.

Again, she opened her swollen lips to try and speak to him, "Wait... please..."
 
"Wait... please..."

"You still haven't learned? Now you speak without permission, and you dare to do it without my proper title? You are only making your situation worse, Pet, of that I can assure you. This is going to be a rather severe punishment, but I'm afraid there is no other way for you to learn your lessons."

He reached back and untied her legs while he was talking. Then he lifted himself up and grabbed her by the shoulders, roughly turning her onto her stomach. He took the cuffs and reattached them to one wrist, before bring the other one close enough to secure it as well. her hands were now clasped behind her back, and he crawled off of her completely.

"Pull your knees up under you, Slut. I want your ass in the air, ready for the next task."

He waited a moment as she didn't react, then he slapped her ass cheek hard.
 
Julianna winced when his big hand slapped her tender skin, automatically drawing her knees up to her chest, placing her bottom in the air. Her arms hurt pulled in this position, behind her back. She did not like the ball gag at all, small droplets of spit ran from between the corners of her mouth periodically. The wetness soaked the sheet beneath her cheek, matting her hair. It felt dirty. She felt dirty.

She had tried to tell him she was sorry, he refused to listen. Julianna lifted her head, strands of dark hair sticking to her wet face and forehead, to peer over her shoulder, pleading with her eyes. He had to take the gag out so she could speak with him. More spittle dribbled past the gag, running down her jaw then stopping just at the peak of her small chin. She tried to talk around the gag without success.

She watched as his eyes darkened with an intent that sent foreboding throughout her soul.
 
Leo loved seeing her in this position, though he would never let it show. Her delicious ass raised up, ready for the taking. He took a moment to collect himself, and decided that she needed some reassuring now, else this punishment might become too much for her to bare.

He stroked her soft skin lightly, hands traveling from her shoulders to her thighs. At certain times, he would let his fingers graze her skin, other times he would use his full hand as a tool to comfort.

"What I'm about to do, I don't do with any particular joy," he said. "But I cannot have a Pet that doesn't know how to control herself and behave."

With this he slapped her ass hard, leaving a large red handprint. Immediately he resumed stroking her gently.

"As long as you behave yourself," his fingers started softly rubbing her clit, while his other hand continued to sooth, "You will not have to go through this." Another smack, this time on the other cheek, and then the teasing of her clit resumed. "I will never punish you if you don't deserve to be punished."

Another slap. His fingers tested her pussy, and it was still quite wet, so he slid one in, while his thumb rubbed her sensative nub further.
 
Julianna could barely distinguish the difference between the pain of his hard slaps and the delicious pleasure of his fingers pushing into her center. Her lips lifted on their own only to be smacked back down as his hand bore down on her again.

The sensations continued to build inside her. She SO wanted to squeeze her legs together, trapping his fingers within her. She let a very soft moan escape the confines of the ball gag before two more swats caught her cheeks, pushing her small body up towards the head of the bed with their strength.

Her legs began to tremble beneath his hand, her body coiledm needing sweet release. She wanted to beg him to take her, to place that hard shaft within her; but the gag prevented it. The swats no longer feeling like punishment, she pushed herself back onto his fingers, drenching his hand with her juices.
 
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