An Unpaid Debt

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"Thank you, Master. M.. M... May I have another."

Lizbeth’s voice was a soft trembling schoolgirl whisper husky with her dark arousal. Even as the firry kiss of the flogger became sharper and pain laced trough the girl’s supple young body Miss Lizbeth Dalton struggled to maintain her position. She blinked back her tears, thanked her Master for each sharp caress of those firry tongues and reveled in the dark pleasures that they released form her . Pent up desire that this sweet young beauty had for long struggled to deny. And each time the flogger curled around her lithe young body licked at her breasts and nipples or curled around her slender waist leaving a dark pink streak against her alabaster skin Lizbeth gasped a heart felt

"Thank you, Master. M.. M... May I have another."

Baston would grant her fervent plea and those sinuous leathery tongues would again cruel around her trembling body. Slowly Baston seduced the young beauty with the sensual caress of the lash and its seductive firry kiss. When Lizbeth was tittering on the edge of the abyss her sinful, unholy, pleasure just within her grasp Baston lashed out with several savage strikes driving her over the edge and headlong into the dark abyss to revel in her dark forbidden pleasure.

When at last the young beauty caught her breath and lifted her eyes to her Lord and Master’s Lord Baston smiled down into her eyes.

“Miss Dalton select a dildo to amuse yourself with so we can continue.”

It was apparent that her evening of dark seductive pleasure was just starting and that now her Master expected that she would become a very willing participant.

 

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Lizbeth's slender fingers trailed over the tray of phalluses. She found a slender and long shiny black one. She laid back and inserted it deep with in herself. She was slick and hot and ready.

Baston watched her. She was desperate to impress him. She fucked herself with the phallus, her legs spread, her knees drawn up.

"Lord Baston, my mouth feels so empty. Please let me taste you, My Lord. Please." She licked her lips and looked over at him as she soaked her fingers thrusting the toy into herself. Her hips rocked up to meet her own fingers. Her breasts bounced with each thrust.

"Please, my Lord. Please. I want to feel if I have made you hard. I need to give you pleasure."

 

[cgraven]

It seemed with each firry kiss of the lash with each sensual caress of the leather Miss Lizbeth Dalton’s fear and shyness where stripped away from her as her soul and supple young body laid naked and bared to the man she now called Master.

Baston smiled down on his little slave girl as her delicate fingers closed around the dark ebony phallus. He let the warmth of his pleasure with her warm and caress Lizbeth as the dark unyielding obsidian dildo parted her sweet roe pink folds to slip with in her slick tight little cunt. The shimmering ebony shaft in marked contrast to the girl’s lily white skin. Baston watched the once proud and prim Miss Lizbeth Dalton change before his very eyes as the young beauty, now desperate to impress him, fucked herself with the phallus, her legs spread, her knees drawn up, as she gasped her heartfelt plea.;

"Lord Baston, my mouth feels so empty. Please let me taste you, My Lord. Please."

She licked her lips and looked over at him as she soaked her fingers thrusting the toy into herself. Her hips rocked up to meet her own fingers. Her breasts bounced with each thrust.

The flogger cracked the air like a pistol shot as it curled around the girls trim little waist to lick at her pussy. As she desperately pleased.

” Please, my Lord. Please. I want to feel if I have made you hard. I need to give you pleasure."

Again and again the flogger lashed out as its firry kiss caressed every inch of the young beauty’s lithe young body from her little rosebud nipples to her trim little ankles. Baston drove Lizbeth to the edge of the abyss time and again only to deny her. He would wait till the girl own hand and unyielding ebony lover had brought her trembling the brink of ecstasy and then with a little flick of the lash deny her still. When tears of frustration glistened in her eyes.

Baston laid the lash aside. He straddled Lizbeth and his hard iron cored cock nestled between her heaving breasts. Cupping the girl’s breasts he hugged them to his cock as he began to fuck them. Each thrust bringing the velvet tip of his cock to caress the girl’s sweet moist ripe lips. He pinched and tugged at her nipples as Lizbeth abused herself with her obsidian lover. When at last she threw back her head and screamed her most unholy and sinful pleasure. Baston let his own lust for her loose. It gushed forward in a scalding white hot spurt of his cum. It splash against Lizbeth Dalton’s “O”ed lips. Bathed her angelic face and her prefect young breasts. Shimmering sticky drops of cum clung to her like liquid pearls.

 

[wideeyedone]

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[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth laid back after he had covered her with his seed. She rubbed his semen into her skin and licked it from her lips. She rubbed each drop into her breasts and stomach. She purred like a cat as she preened before him. She pulled out the phallus and licked it clean. She rubbed the slick stone against her lips, until it shone. She offered it at his feet. She placed her cheek upon his foot and looked up at her Master.

There was peace in having truly surrendered. She felt no conflict and no shame. She felt like she was the sum of her desires. Lizbeth needed his praise, but she knew she couldn't ask for it. Baston wasn't Dashwood. Dashwood would take her in his arms and kiss and cuddle her. She didn't know how Baston would react. Perhaps he would punish her body more, perhaps he would send her back to her chamber to sleep, or perhaps he would bring in Sara.

Lizbeth was unsure what she wanted next. She did not know if she wanted more torment or more pleasure. Every inch of her skin felt alive. She could feel the heat of the last on her pale skin.

 

[cgraven]

Baston could see the pleasure in the girl’s softly smoldering eyes as she rubbed his semen into her skin and licked it from her lips. Their was a coquettish little smile that played at the corners of Miss Lizbeth Dalton’s full ripe lips her eyes seeking his as she seductively rubbed each drop into her breasts and stomach. She purred like a cat as she preened before him. Then He knew her surrender was complete as the stunning young beauty pulled out the phallus and licked it clean. She rubbed the slick stone against her lips, until it shone. She offered it at his feet. She placed her cheek upon his foot.

Baston let his little slave rest there her cheek upon his foot as he savored the moment for now the proud prim and proper Miss Lizbeth Dalton was his. His because she desired to be.

“Now what shall we do with this nice shiny slick phallus my sweet?”

Baston let his hand drop his fingers run through the girl’s dark lustrous mane. His touch was almost gentle.

“Shall we have you recline and use it on your tight little ass or would you like me to do it for you………..”

He paused a moment but before Lizbeth could answer he continued.

“…or shall Sarah do it for you..”

Again he paused.

“The choice is yours my sweet…”

For the first time sense she arrived at Thélème Abbey she had a choice.

 

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Lizbeth thought about her choices. She looked up and him for a moment and then she closed her eyes, she thought about how each of those choices would feel.

"My master, I want you to hurt me. I want your hand to cause me t o whimper and cry." She kissed his foot and kissed and nuzzled up his legs. Her breasts rubbing against his feet and then his shins.

Lizbeth laid back. She was ready to be posed and used by him.

"I want to feel exposed and violated. I need to feel used." She whispered. There was a tremble of emotion in her voice, but it was not from fear. It was an ache, a longing from deep within her.

 

[cgraven]

"My master, I want you to hurt me. I want your hand to cause me to whimper and cry."

The words that so earnestly slipped form his little slaves mouth pleased Baston. He had waited a long time to hear the Oh so proper Miss Dalton to beg him to make her whimper and cry. He loved the soft kiss as she pressed her moist ripe lips in utter and complete submission to his will.

Lizbeth laid back. She was ready to be posed and used by him.

"I want to feel exposed and violated. I need to feel used."

She whispered.

Baston seized the slick ebony dildo he turned the alluring Miss Dalton on to her belly he drew her hips up and back so he could have access to her tight little ass. Then as he spread the firm cheeks that shielded her tender dark star he pressed the huge Obsidian Plexus to that dark star as he prepared to once more rape her.

“Come to me my little Bitch”

He pressed the dark cold unyielding monster to Lizbeth’s tight little ass. His rape was brutal and everything she had so darkly asked for.

 

[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth cried out as she pressed back against the phallus. Her fingers clawed at the floor as he pressed it deeper and deeper inside of her. She murmured against the floor. She was almost lulled into the thought that his assualt would not be more than she could handle.
But then she felt him plunge it into her so deep that a scream almost strangled her. She rocked forward clawing at the floor desperately. He fucked her hard, pulling the toy all the way out of her and then shoving it in again, over and over.

She was shuddering before him, her beautiful tight little opening, gaping for him.

 

[cgraven]

“Is This what you desire my Little slut? I this what you wish to be my sweet little whore Miss Dalton?

Baston brutally raped Lizbeth’s tight little ass making her cry and squirm on the floor as she had begged him. He gave the dark haired beauty everything she had begged for and so much more. As she lay at his feet whimpering and crying from his brutal assault Lord Baston’s voice came to Lizbeth again.

“Come for me my little bitch cum for me and beg me to hurt you till you scream in ecstasy”

Now his other hand came down with a resounding,

CRACK

And her firm little ass jiggled with the force of his blow. Her flawless alabaster skin bore the crimson print of his hand

“Cum for me my sweet bitch!”

CRACK

 

[wideeyedone]

His hand smacking her ass distracted her from her pleasure and she cried out sharply. He spanked her over and over telling her to come. She writhed under his assault. The arousal was bubbling up inside of her and was making her groan and whimper like some beast.

She clawed at the floor and pressed her handprinted backside against the phallus. She screamed when the arousal finally consumed her. And was ever so shamed when she felt her own wetness all the way down her thighs.

 

[cgraven]

“You look so adorable Miss Dalton with My scarlet hand print on your firm little ass a and your sweet dewy nectar dripping down your thighs from your hot little cunt!”

size=6] CRACK,CRACK, CRACK [/size]

His hand rained down the sharp blows that Lizbeth hungered for. Baston knew no one man could ever fulfill this wanton little bitches dark sensual desires. And yet he did not wish to share her with Sarah who had stepped beyond her station.

Miss Dalton would you like to be sent to the stables , trained to be a pretty little filly to serve me and be bread and abused by my ebony stable hands?“

 

[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth looked at her master when he asked her about the stable. She did not know how long she had been at the Abbey but she had heard nothing of the stables. She did not know that pleasure slaves were trained there.

"I want to please you, my Master. I want to know more ways to serve you. Send me where you wish."

 

[cgraven]

"I want to please you, my Master. I want to know more ways to serve you. Send me where you wish."

“ My sweet Miss Dalton your answer please me and yet I wish you to know what will be your fate there.”

He paused a moment and shoved the ebony phallus deep with in Lizbeth’s tight little ass. He worked it in and out of her abused tight little ass as he spoke .

“ You will be treated as if you were a young filly. Trained to prance and draw a cart. You will be bridled and stabled as if you were a young filly and the stable boys can use you for their pleasure till your training is complete.”


Lizbeth had submitted to her Master but know he was setting her a test of obedience to see if she had truly accepted that she was his slave his little bitch his play toy and if that was what she truly desired to be.

 

[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth looked at him quizzically. "And it will please you... for other men to use me and touch me?" Lizbeth had been raised in a world where women were only valued when there was fidelity.

"I want to learn new ways to please you. I want to be a pleasure slave that you will be proud of. I will be good. I won't fight them. I will try not to..."

 

[cgraven]

"And it will please you... for other men to use me and touch me?" The girl raised her eyes to her master’s as she continued.


I want to learn new ways to please you. I want to be a pleasure slave that you will be proud of. I will be good. I won't fight them. I will try not to..."

Here sincerity seemed real so Baston answered her question.

“ Yes and use you cruelly for that is what you desire and need Miss Dalton!!!“

Baston eyes held her in his unblinking gaze as if he could see the darkest secrets of her soul.

“ You long to be mastered and treated as possession Miss Dalton and gentlemen always allow others to use there possessions is it not so girl?”

He watched his little slave as she pondered what he had said.

Now dress in your finest Sweet girl for I am sure the stable boys will enjoy you stripping for them or stripping you for their own enjoyment Miss Dalton…….”

Baston paused as he let his words sink in.

“Can’t you just feel their coarse had s on you know fondling you and taking their pleasure as you struggle?”

“Dress quickly now and tell Sarah to take you to the stables.”

 

[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth scampered up off of the floor and to her chamber. She had not been dressed since the hunt. She went to her room and looked for clothing. There was a cabinet in the room and she looked inside it. There was a pink frilly dress with petticoats and stays. It took her a few moments to put on undergarments and the dress. It felt alien to be dressed. She didn't bother with shoes. She suspected that there would be some sort of shoes she would have to hear in the stables, something that might make the ring of hoofbeats.

She found Sara lounging with some of the other girls in the next chamber. "Master Baston says you are to take me to the stables." Sara looked at her surprised.

"So, the uppity little bitch is going to be a pulling a cart and plowing the fields?" Sara's voice was full of derision and the other girls were laughing. But Lizbeth said nothing.

 

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Sara looked at her surprised.

"So, the uppity little bitch is going to be a pulling a cart and plowing the fields?"

Sara's voice was full of derision[/I] And the other girl’s laughed as they saw The dark haired beauty dressed as a lady and wondered if she knew what her fate would be. The Little redheaded Harlot snapped her fingers imperiously for Lizbeth to follow her. She led the little beauty to the back of Thélème Abbey . Sarah paused and extended her hand.

“The Stables Miss Dalton”

The Stable block was perhaps 15 yards from where the girl’s stood there was nothing out of the ordinary it was a typical stable block much like that of her father’s Three dark ebony stable boys lunged by the stable doors.


Sarah watched as her rival made her way down to the stable block she watched as the dusky ebony stable boys drew then selves up hat in hand.

“ Yes Mum what can we do for you.

The lowered their eyes from Lizbeth’s apparently unawares of why she was there.

 

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Lizbeth slowly opened her gown and let it drop to the ground, standing before the men in just her undergarments. The delicate lace and satin cupped her breast and encased her backside and sex.

"I am Lord Baston's new filly." She whispered and looked up at them through her soot colored lashes.

She waited for them to tell her what to do next.

 

[cgraven]

Lizbeth slowly opened her gown and let it drop to the ground, standing before the men in just her undergarments. The delicate lace and satin cupped her breast and encased her backside and sex. [/I] The ebony stable boys mouthed gaped Lord Dashwood had forbidden them to touch any lady. Only the whores of the abbey were for there amusement they took a step backwards.

"I am Lord Baston's new filly."

She whispered and looked up at them through her soot colored lashes. Brilliant ivory teeth showed in three lewd grins at Lizbeth’s words.


“Well get your self into the stables girl!”

As she turned and opened the stable doors a big black hand gave her a sharp slap on her firm little rump.

The door closed behind Lizbeth as she left the world where she was a girl and entered a world were she was a young filly sent by her Master to be trained.

“Strip girl and make us want you!”

The dark gruff command came form the obvious leader of the group.

 

[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth stood elegantly inside the stable. She reached back and unhooked the lace brassiere encasing her breasts. She slowly slid it from her skin, allowing her pert breasts to be displayed. She unpinned her hair and let it fall around her like a veil. She turned and slid off her petticoats.

She stretched out her long legs, and bent at the waist, showing off the curves of her backside.

"Do you want me?" She asked sweetly, her voice honeyed.

 

[cgraven]

The three men watched as Lizbeth slowly and sensually stripped before them each act designed to enflame their passions and lust for her. She ended her little show by stretched out her long legs, and bending at the waist, showing off the curves of her backside and asking in her soft sweetly honeyed

” Do you want me?" .


“ Dam girl come her and suck my cock!”

Was the only answer that Miss Lizbeth Dalton got.

“You boys go about your duties we have a new little filly to train.”

Then he turned back to Lizbeth


“Girl!!!”

 

[wideeyedone]

Lizbeth got on her knees and crawled to him. She crawled sloly putting on a show for him as she made her way to him. By the time she got to him his cock was hard and out for her.

She licked her lips and took him into her mouth. His cock was thick and throbbing. She looked up at him with her mouth full. He grabbed her hair and began fucking her mouth. She looked up shocked.

"THis isn't the abbey anymore, little bitch. You are a filly now. My little filly to break." He slid his cock into her throat. She gagged but he didn't stop. THe breaking process had to start.

 

[cgraven]

Paul grinned as the little white Missy came crawling to him on her hands and knees. So sultry, so seductively as if she where the queen of the ball. She looked up to him with smoldering eyes as she licked her moist ripe lips. He watched as they parted “O”ed and slipped over the head of his cock. Paul grabbed her hair and began fucking her mouth. She looked up shocked.

"This isn't the abbey anymore, little bitch. You are a filly now. My little filly to break."

He slid his cock into her throat. She gagged but he didn't stop. The breaking process had to start. Paul raped Lizbeth’s mouth he fucked her as if she were less than human and when he felt his cock harden and contract he slipped from the girl’s mouth and spewed his white hot cum over her face breasts and hair. He pushed Lizbeth from him and sent her sprawling on the stable floor.

“Boys bring a halter, buckets, soap and brushes we have a new little filly to curry, groom and train.”

Lizbeth was dragged to her feet a leather halter and lead was fastened to her head just as if she was a little filly fresh form the pastures were she had run free. Long thin leather straps dangled in front of her and were quickly attached to her nipple and clit rings Paul slipped her beautiful little pearls into his pocket.

“Spread your Legs.”

Paul voice a deep rumbling as he issued his orders in a clipped business like manner. He took the lead of Lizbeth’s halter and jerked her head up sending a sharp firry pain coursing through her nipples and clit. A bucket of cold water was thrown on her douching her gorgeous young body from head to toe. Coarse ebony hands began to lather her lily white skin. They soaped the girl’s breasts as black fingers rolled pinched and tugged at Lizbeth’s nipples. One of the stable boys nudged her feet further apart as he began to soap Lizbeth’s Pussy He cupped her Mons in his hand as the heel of it ground against her clit as he soaped and massaged her in the most lewd and indecent manner. The other Stable boy darn his hands over Lizbeth’s firm flanks as he washed the seductive curves of the girl’s tight little ass. It was not long before Miss Lizbeth Daltons tight little pussy and ass were being lewdly explored by the stable boys.

“ Boss she is a tight one”

Jake said as he wormed a thick finger into Lizbeth’s ass.

“Yea Boss but she is a wet one as well This little Filly is eager to become a mare!”

 

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