Schooling the Professor

Rachel understood two things.

One - Reed was in awe of his uncle, and it wasn't hindered any by the big shotgun which George was weilding, and
Two- Uncle George liked her, he liked her a lot if the bulge in his pants was any indication!!!

Did she dare, she wondered, could she? She lunged at George. "Help me, help me please, I am the victim in all of this! I will gladly go to the police, if you will give me safe escort. Reed has threated to kill me! He has killed his friends Diego, and Luke, and lord only knows whoelse! Please Sir! I am begging you, please help me! Please!!"
 
George looked at her and said, "He has has he?" He turned to see Reed looking... sheepish at best. He said, "Is this true?"

"They got in my way. Is that not what you said to me? Get rid of those that get in your way?" Reed said turning his eyes angrily at her.

"I did. But... murder? Not exactly what I had in mind. No... you are too great of a risk. You have to leave." George said, turning his gun to Reed.

Reed was shocked and stuttered, "b..b..b..but uncle! I... thought I was doing what you told me..."

"I did not say kill. Blackmail, bully perhaps... but not kill. Get your stuff and get out... now." George said.

Reed glared at Rachel and said, "YOU BITCH!!! You did it to me again! I... I am going to KILL YOU!!!" He went to lunge for her, only to find the butt of George's shotgun in his gut and then upside his face with a crunching sound!

Reed fell back and yelled, "You broke my fucking nose!"

The uncle pulled the hammer back on his shotgun and aimed it at him point blank. He said, "Going to do more than that if you don't get out of here."

Reed wiped the blood pouring from his nose on the floor, then grabbed his keys and headed out the door. A few minutes later, the car spun it's tires and was gone...

George turned to Rachel, still tied up and bound tight and naked and said, "Now... as for you... You seem like a woman who has been through a lot."

He leaned down and untied the ropes from her legs and said, "Tell me what happened. Don't leave out any details..."
 
Rachel had difficulty catching her breath, such was her relief when Reed left. She had been certain that it was only a matter of time until her killed her. She believed that, where earlier, he had been teetering on the brink of insanity, he had now tipped over the edge and had totally lost it.

Clinging to Reed's uncle for emotional support, she began her story.

"I met Reed and his friend Diego in a club, a BDSM club, and, well I spent the night there blowing first one and then the other of them. The following day I went to work, I am a university lecturer, and discovered that both boys were in my class. From that point on they blackmailed me, forcing me to do whatever they said. Then they involved their friends Ashley and Luke, and then, there was a raid at the college, and both Reed and Diego were expelled for being found with fake ID. It was nothing at all to do with me, but Reed went wild, and almost killed me, and when he went too far, the other three took me away, but Reed found us. First he killed Diego and then Luke, and then he took Ashley and I.

Oh, Ashley!! She'd hurt pretty bad, tied up in there!!" Rachel pointed in the direction of where Ashley's cries had last been heard. "I hope to God she is alright!!"
 
George got up and walked into the back room to find Ashley passed out on the floor, hog tied just as Reed had left her. Her arms and legs were purple from teh ropes being too tight and George quickly loosened the ropes, but did not undo them completely. Reed could have permanently hurt both of these slaves.

He finally turned and saw Rachel watching him. She noted he did not untie her, just loosed up the ropes. He looked at her and said, "You okay?"

"Yes sir. Will you untie me please?" She asked.

"No." George said as he walked towards her. He put his hand on her neck and said, "I am not a killer like Reed is... but I am a Master in need of two slaves. Reed just helped me make my job easier."

He watched her try to kick him and he hooked her ankle with his grip and then backed away, forcing her to stay balanced on one leg. He said, "Time to start your training for real. Come here...." He pulled her into the living room, forcing her to hop on one leg the entire way there.
 
Rachel hopped frantically, trying to keep up with George, very aware that her tits were bobbing about like mad, as she hopped. She could see George was watching her laciviously!

She managed to keep her balance, just about, until she got to the bedroom. George swung about and then let go, allowing momentum to send her to the bed.

Rachel suppressed a scream as she lost her balance, aware her arms were tied behind her, but she fell back ont he bed, her hands pinned behind her.
 
George quickly spun back around and pressed the barrells of his double barrell shotgun into her chin. He said, "Now we can do this one of two ways. Either you willing submit or you unwillingly... either way... you will submit." George watched her trembling at hte feel of the shotgun and said, "What is it? You have been around Reed enough to deal with the guns... right?"

He put the gun in the corner, barrell up and then walked back to the bed. Under the bottom of each corner of the foot of the bed, a thick leather cuff and thick ropes came out and were put onto Rachel's ankles. George tensed up the ropes, forcing her legs apart. He said, "Let me tell you a little story..."

He ran his fingers along her pussy, sliding two fingers inside her, then looking into her fearful eyes and said, "You see, I used to bring women out here to dominate and fuck. Most of the time however, they were not willing women. Oh... don't get the wrong idea. I kept their eyes and ears covered and blocked while I had my fun with them, then would dump them back at the place I took them and they never did figure out who did it to them. But... I never let anyone know where I lived and it was NEVER traced back to me. Of course..." He turned his eyes towards her and said, "No one knew what I looked like either."

He could see her eyes widen and he layed down next to her, propped his head on his shoulder and said, "I am just kidding... you are safe with me. Safer than you were with Reed. However, I can't exactly let you go... because you will bring trouble for me if I do."

She immediately shook her head no over and over and he smiled and said, "Don't lie to yourself. You might not say anything now... but you will soon enough... which is why you... and that pretty blonde in the other room... are my slaves for life now..."
 
George's tale of basically abducting girls and bringing them to the cabin, raping them, and them dumping them, made Rachel's blood run cold!! He terrified her, and she wondered if she had just gone from the frying pan to the fire.

He'd said he was just kidding, but she wasn't exactly sure she believed him, and thought it best to err on the side of caution, and to behave as if what he said was true. She shook her head, and nodded it frantically, at all the appropriate times. She wondered if anyone was going to raise the alarm at college, when she didn't show up. What of her parents? They hadn't expected her home until thanksgiving, and that was weeks away! She didn't tend to chat much on the phone, so they wouldnt think anything was up.

George spreadeagled her, tying her to the bed, and opening her up completely, and suddenly it occured to Rachel, that Ashley was there, and this was Rachel's opportunity to get to be favourite slave. If he really did intend to keep them both for life, Rachel would do herself no favours by resisting at all, and had better begin to show him just how obedient she could be.
 
George sat back and watched her a moment as she began to seductively thrust her hips in small circles, practically begging to be taken. He realized instantly what was going on. Most slaves he had trained fought him every step of the way... giving him a challenge with each step. However a select few thought cooperation was the best avenue thinking it would be easier for them to get through it if they just enjoyed it themselves.

He had found the later kind of lady actually bored him more than anything. If he wanted a woman who was willing, he could have bought one off the street. The fight and the unwillingness was what was important. The control and the forced power over his slaves is what got his rocks off.

He reached to the bottom drawer of the desk and said, "Tell you what we are going to do." He pulled out a large bag of clothepins and said, "How well do you handle pinching?"

He could see by the wary look in her eye that she was not sure what she thought of what was coming. He pulled out two clothespins and put them on both her nipples at the exact same time. He said, "We are going to put clothespins all over this pretty little body of yours... and see just how much pain you can take..." He pulled out a handful of 10 and said, "This may take... all night." He started pushing the pins onto her skin... her inner thighs, her clit, your pussy lips, her aerolas, her bottom lip, anywhere a pin could stick... he pinned her with a clothespin.
 
Rachel was quickly re-evaluating the situation. She was a bright girl, and knew she needed to adapt her approach which ha obviously been the wrong one!! she thought on what he had said about abducting women, and although he had later said he was only joking, something in his eyes told her he was not, or at the very least, he had fantasised on abducting women, and abducted women would not lie still, or worse co-operate!! He wanted a fight, he wanted to over power and force his will on her!

She screamed when he put the clothes pins on her nipples! It hurt like Hell! The one on her clit almost made her pass out with the pain. It was clear to her, that the more pain she was in, the more he liked it.

When finally he stopped, albeit only for a few moments, to get himself a beer, she had over 30 clothes pins pinching every single bit of flesh that could hold one!
 
George strutted back to the room, beer half drank as he watched her deal with the pain of each clip. He said, "You realize each clothespin gives about 6 pounds of pressure per pin on that little tiny piece of flesh. Your nipples..." He reached down and flicked each nipple clip... "Your clit..." He flicked it as well....

He said, "6 pounds of pressure each. With 30 clips on you, I can't help but think you can take more. Would you like more slave? Be honest with me. There is a right and a wrong answer here... so choose your answer wisely..."
 
Rachel hated this!! She thought carefully, trying to guess and second guess what the right answer was. The truthful answer was that she hated it, and she couldnt take any more. She almsot passed out when he flicked the clothes pins, particularly the one on her clit.

Thinking that she would stick with honesty, she said "I hate it! I cant take anymore,!!" then she began to cry, and sobbing hard she said "please, please take them off! They are unbearably painful!"

Through her tears, she glanced up at George, trying to ascertain his reaction, and hoped that was the answer that would get rid of the pins!
 
"You didn't say Master slut..." George said as he turned to walk away. She let out a scream of frustration as he turne back to her and said, "Pain is a way of life for you. I assure you that as my slave, you will suffer more pain than you ever thought possible....

He sat down on the corner of the bed and took random clips and twisted them in his hand, causing her skin to twist with it. It was the worst when he worked the nipples and clit! He then got up and walked over to the table, pulling out an electric static charge with a half dozen leads. He walked back to her, and took a medical patch and fasted a lead to it, positioning them strategically around her body, near her nipples, her inner thighs, her anus. As he put the patches on... he took the clips off... letting her body recover one piece at a time.

When he took all the pins off save the nipples and clit... he replaced the wooden ones with metal ones and connected leads to each. The pressure was no different so the pain stayed there. He said, "Let see how you do with electricity?"
 
Rachel was praying that he'd leave the room, if he gave her half a chance, she was going to cut for the door, and take off at high speed. She had certainly gone from the frying pan into the fire! She had been safer with Reed!!! The electric shock threat terrified her! She was quivering all over, reflexively pulling away from George as much as was humanly possible.

She knew it was no use, it might even make it worse, although she couldnt not imagine how, but she couldn't stop the impulse to plead with him.

"Master, please! Dont I am begging you ! Please, please please dont shock me, please!!!!" Rachel appealed, hoping against hope that she could appeal to his humanity. She began to cry, wondering how she ended up in this situation.
 
George paused... if only for a moment and leaned up on her and ran his hand across her cheek. He said, "Okay... okay... we can skip the electricity for the time being." He pushed the device aside and then laid down next to her and said, "I am not entirely heartless... Hey... hey... it's okay. You can stop crying..."

He ran his hands along her face and to his surprise, she turned into him, crying and acting like a child in desperate need of love... Still unable to move her arms and legs as she was tied to the bed, he just leaned in and held her and said, "Would you like to be free from all this? Free from all this slavery by force?"
 
Rachel worried that this was a trick question. Would she like to be free? The thing was, she didn't actually know. A part of her said yes, and another part said no. She decided that honesty was the best policy.

"I dont know Master, a part of me says yes, another part says no, I just dont know!"

She wondered if her reprieve from electrocution was temporary or permanent. She curled into George, strangely finding solace in his arms, and couldn't believe it when she heard herself say, "will you fuck me Master George, please?" and she wanted it, and badly.

She was so confused, and George brought out a whole range of emotions in her. She didnt believe he would kill her, or hurt her badly, but he would certainly push her limits, and a little bit of her kinda liked that.
 
"You want me to fuck you? After everything you have been through? Of course I am going to fuck you when I am ready... but... perhaps you can convince me to fuck you now... rather than later... slave..."

He ran his hand along her face and said, "Not many women in my time have ever asked me to fuck them... "

He let his hands move to her breasts... massaging each... licking each senstive nipple as he watched her begin to pant like a bitch in heat...
 
Rachel didn't know what was wrong with her. She hadn't like all that pain, she hadn't!! And yet, her she was, wetter than ever, and practically begging for a fucking!! She felt so utterly needy, that had her hands been free, they would have been between her legs, fingerfucking and playing with her clit.

She was breathing hard, all her senses firing on all cylinders. She managed to get herself to her knees, and she bent her head. "please please fuck me hard and fast, Master, I need it bad!!" she said, and then she bent her head, and sucked him to the root. She continued to bob her head on him, hoping to excited him so he would fuck her, but not so much that he would cum and be satisfied, while she still felt so incredibly needy!!
 
George could not believe what she was doing to him. After the horrible chain of events she had been forced to endure... she still wanted to be fucked like a bitch in heat. She needed it so bad she crawled to her knees and virtually took his cock into her mouth and bobbed him back and forth.

At first he thought this was some kind of ploy... something to distract him while she escaped... but somehow ... he didn't think so... somehow... she wanted to stay right here... right now. He grabbed her head and stopped her from taking him a moment and made her look at him. He said, "Listen slave... I am going to take a chance on you. If you are really who you are... then you are going to prove it to me... now..."

He could see her eyes widen as he reached around her... and untied her arms... and her feet. He knew that she had been bound a long time so he would give her some time to get used to her body again... He stood by the door and said, "A slave works best with all her of faculties... If you are truly sincere about being my slave... then get on your knees... and serve your Master and I promise you... you will be rewarded ten fold...
 
Pain flooded her limbs, as blood began to circulate once again! She suppressed the urge to cry out, and rather breathed her way through the pain.

As soon as she was able, she scrambled off the bed, stumbling a little, as she still had pins and needles in her legs, but she righted herself and fell to her knees, in front of George.

She put her hands on his thighs to balance herself, and she began to lick him, from his balls to the head of his cock, over and over until he was soaking ,and then she gently took each ball, one at a time into her mouth and sucked and massaged it before releasing him. The she sucked onthe head of his cock, probing the slit in the head, and running her tongue round and round him like an ice cream, and then, she began to take him deep into her throat, all the way until his big, long cock was fully in her mouth.
 
She was like a animal. A slave now... not to him... but to her own needs... She needed fucking and needed it hard. He smiled as she sucked his cock with all she was worth... Reed had trained her well. Now he had to see just how much of a beast she had really become.

He said, "You suck well slave... oh god... mmmmmm"

The slave pushed deep onto his cock and he absolutey loved it! She was an animal... his animal! He said "Deeper... faster... right there... just like that..." He felt his cock swelling up inside her throat and he grabbed her hair and pushed her onto his cock and exploded down her throat!!!!!!

When he was done... he smiled and pushed her onto the bed. He said, "You are not to cum... ever... until I tell you otherwise. To do so... would be unwise..." He looked at her and her expression of need. He said, "You are an animal now... nothing but an animal driven by your sex drive. What you knew... is no more. This is your life now. If you cum, you will find yourself in those ropes again... Now... Go see to my other slave now...."
 
Rachel listened to George's words in horror. She was not to cum ever??!?!?! No! No! No! No!!!

"please master, please let me cum! Please I beg you!! I need it so bad!! Please- I'll do anything". She fell to her knees, kissing his feet begging him!!

She was close to tears now! Reed always let her cum! She needed it! Her clit was so fucking awoken that she thought it might burst, if she didn't get off soon!! Inspiration struck, and Rachel could not believe she was saying it!! "Electrocute me! Make me cum by electrocution!!!! Please master, inso need to cum!!"
 
George looked at her and said, "No. You will not and shall not cum till I say so. As a matter a fact..." He pushed her down onto the bed... cuffing her wrists spread eagle to the mattress and then followed suit with her legs... ensuring she could not cum even if she wanted to."

He then said, "I have a tool to ensure you can't cum as well..." He pulled out a chastity belt and said, "This way... you can't even make yourself cum... kind of a double whammy true... but just to make sure you can't do it until I say you can. Think of this as an experiment..." He snapped the device onto her and locked it down hard.

She was in tears now as he looked at her and said, "You have spent so many months in pain and suffering... and yet you can't think of anything else other than to cum... well... let's see what happens when you go a few days with out cumming..."

He got up and walked to the back room... there were a few whimpers and finally Ashley appears, still tied up and bound, glaring hatefully at her as she was pushed in front of the the bed and told what Rachel's experiment was going to be. Ashley got a deviously horrible idea in her head and then turned her back to George, spread her legs and opened her ass to him....

George looked at her... then to Rachel and said, "You will not cum... You will be greatly disappointed if you do..."
 
Ashley

George shoved his long thick length fully into Ashley's ass as she gasped and tried desperately to adjust to the intrusion. He had bent her over the end of the bed, and when he had finally worked his full length into her, he grasped her hips, and began to fuck her hard and fast, while Ashley moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure, although mostly pain. She was still sore from Reed's rope contraption, and the main thing making her enjoy this brutal ass fucking was that Rachel was watching helplessly, locked up in a chastity belt, unable to cum. She smiled malevolently at her!!
 
Ashley seemed to have no problem what so ever when it came to cumming on George's cock not once... but three times!!!! George ripped her ass apart over and over and on her third orgasm.... she tightened up on him and he exploded hard into her ass!!!! He shot load after load after load into her!!!!

George turned to look at Grace and smiled. She was literally humping the air, desperate for some kind of stimulation... any kind of physical stimulation to send her over the edge.... and nothing happened.... she cried out in agony for the need to release...

George looked at Ashley and pulled his cock out of her ass. She spun around, putting her eyes on Grace for just a moment and then dropped to her knees... taking his cock into mouth... torturing her even more!
 
Ashley

Ashley sucked him clean, and then she continued on, sucking him hard once more, hoping he would take her again. She was delighted to be able to do all ofthis in front of Rachel who was not getting to cum at all!! One glance at Rachel told the story as she writhed and moaned and begged to no avail, and Ashley was delighted to be an instrument of torture, for her nemesis!!!

Throughout Ashley laid it on thick, making it appear that she enjoyed George's fucking and her subsequent sucking of him far more than she did. If George noticed this, it Disney seem to bother him, or perhaps the fact that Ashley was aiding in his torture of Rachel, was sufficient to incur his indulgence.
 
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