Dungeon Girl

[WajaLover]

Amy, a tiny blonde with C-breasts and a tiny waist, sighed as she cleaned the sex furniture and disinfected the toys. She was tired of the endless cleaning and getting paid almost nothing for the hours of hard work she did each day. She lived at the dungeon and rarely went outside.

Amy wore nothing but cuffs, a black short skirt, and an elaborate white top with glitter and beads all over it. She heard the door open and she looked up, a frown on her face. Members were allowed to use the club and her whenever they wanted to. She didn't like it, but it was better than living on the streets.

"Girl is almost done, Sir," she said, finishing up quickly. Looking up, she had no idea that she was looking at her new Master.

(This is mainly non consensual as she is a sub and her new Master is turning her into a slave. Please pm me if you want to apply to be her Master.)

 

[WajaLover]

Amy sighed loudly and crawled over to his side and sat on the floor.

"My Sir got into some financial trouble and so he sold me to this dunggeon. I ran away and life wasn't kind to me at all, Master. I was very happy to return here with only a few broken bones and nothing else." She shuddered and added, "That was a year ago or more." She backed away from him on her ass. He started to show anger and she quickly moved back, even closer this time. "The Mistress you spoke to paid all my medical bills. She didn't see a return on her investment for two months "

 

[WajaLover]

Amy sighed loudly and stood up, sliding her skirt down her waist and took off her shirt. She rolled her skirt into her shirt and deposited them into her corner. Returning to his side, she stood in front of him, thought for a moment. Finally she smiled and spread her legs, and locked her hands behind her head.

"Better, Sir? " she asked softly before opening her mouth widely. She knew that the dominant was bound to check her mouth.

 

[WajaLover]

Amy cried out in pain as he spanked her as hard. She instictively covered her ass with her hand before fisting them and forcing them to relax.

"Sorry Sir, I am still learning. I don't get used much, not trained, anyway. I'm supposed to be silent at all times unless I have a good reason not to be." She forced herself to stay relaxed, even though she expected to be hit again. "I will do better, Sir. "

 

[WajaLover]

Amy whimpered in fear and knew that she was good as dead.exploded She was lousy in bed and anything sexual.

"Please don't --" He shoved his cock deeply into her Mouth and she gagged hard. Shaking with fear, eyes wide, it didn't take long before she was moving up and down on his cock, a smile on her face and drool leaking from her mouth. He was hitting the back of her throat and she was swallowing him each time. She squirmed in happiness and it shown from her face. When he finally

 

[WajaLover]

"Please Master, please take pitty on me! " She cried softly even as she quickly, eagerly bent over and spread her ass cheeks wide and her legs wider. She was eager to obey and show she had some training at least, even if it wasn't much.

"What are my rules, Master?" She needed to know so she wouldn't accidentally break them.

 

[WajaLover]

Amy bit back a moan as he slid in and out of her pussy. She was on fire and wanted more fucking, but she didn't dare do anything about it. Not yet. She closed her eyes tightly for a moment and shuddered. She smiled and started to lift up her gaze, but quickly remembered her place and lowered it again to the floor.

"Only three, Master," she said quietly. Her head bowed, she waited for the pain of being ass raped. She had no desire to be raped, but knew from his words that he was going to be a harsh Master to her. And after the way she'd run off, she knew she deserved it.

 

[WajaLover]

Amy whimpered in fear and trembled. No way could she please her new Master, she thought. But she had to try! Maybe she'd get lucky and he'd cum inside her, but she somehow doubted it. She hadn't been trained much in the ways of giving pleasure sexually, just domestically, and her first time had been a raping when she'd run away from the dungeon.

Fear coating her skin like sweat, she began to go up and down on him slowly, squeezing him as he left her body before slamming down on him hard. She arched her back as she'd seen other girls do and offered up her nipples to him by raising her breasts with her hands. She was careful not to touch her nipples as that was a big no-no, she'd heard. Plastering a smile on her face, she focused on giving him pleasure as she increased the tempo and rolled her hips. She bit her lip to keep from begging him to sell her back to the dungeon.

Her life, Amy knew, was about to change a whole lot and there was nothing she could do about it. She knew she was lucky not to wear any collar, just cuffs. But she knew instinctively that her new Master wouldn't let her go uncollared for much longer.

As she squeezed him, she tried to get closer to him and ride out the pleasure that started firing up her blood.

"No!" she snapped, trying to shove aside all pleasure. When her Master looked at her in surprise, she explained, "I was about to disobey a rule, Master, and I know better. I may not have been trained much, but even I know better than to take my pleasure before You do." She squeezed and rolled her hips again, taking him deeper.

 

[WajaLover]

The terrified girl whimpered and followed her Master on hands and knees. She didn't dare speak for fear of getting in trouble by accidentally breaking a rule. When he put her in the trunk, she got even more terrified.

The long ride calmed her down though and when he opened the trunk, she begged softly, "Master, may girl get out please?"

He'd be able to see a positive change in her. She was much calmer now, and her demeanor was much more submissive. Even before he gave her permission to get out, she was getting up and kneeling in the trunk, eyes down.

 

[WajaLover]

The newest slave looked at the other 2 slaves and asked for help in becoming a better slave. They slowly showed her various kneels and told her never to talk in first person. Never again unless she was given permission to speak freely. The new girl practiced the new poses and took care to keep her ear toward the door.

 

[WajaLover]

She whined a little bit but quickly hurried after her sisters, but with less grace. When she finished, she hurried back to him and looked at the others. She went into the worship pose.

 

[WajaLover]

Amy winced when he slapped her face hard but didn't dare do anything in protest. She was willing and eager to make him happy, she just didn't know how to. But she would learn, she vowed silently, and learn well. She would thrive if at all possible.

When he stepped out of the shower, she begged softly, "How may your girl serve you best, Master? Your girl wants to learn how to please you greatly. "

And it was true. Her eyes were down at the floor, and she quivered with eagerness to please. She was sensitive to pain and it was an effective punishment.