SlavesToTheRich

She cried out at his pinching of her nipple. She wasn't particularly threatened by his words. In all the times with her master... she'd never orgasmed... and since he was the only one she'd ever been with... she'd never orgasmed period.

"yes Master..."

Her eyes began to moisten, her voice a degree higher from the pain.

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Matthew gritted his teeth as he saw her wince from the pain, his eyes narrowing. He didn't do or say anything... it wasn't much and not worth the suffering she'd inevitably put through if he did something...
 
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Lord Montebank:

He walks over and removes the towel from the stretched male slave. It's wet in the hot water again and reapplied.

"As I told the bitch, move and you'll be cut if you move slave."

He lathers the slave's crotch then begins to shave. Not nearly as gently as it did the woman, but without any cuts as he lays still.
The last parts done are his balls and ass. Now he too is hairless.

Lord Montebank goes to the other table and unfastens the woman, "Go over and jack him off bitch. Make him cum and then clean him up and clean up the shaving things.
"Then you'll come with me.
"Move slave. Now."
 
He stayed quiet throughout the procedure though his eyes were locked on the blade. He was perfectly still so as to avoid losing anything important... When the blade was removed he sighed, it was very audible.

Kyla's hands dropped before her and she immediately bowed her head.

At his words her head immediately turned up, horror and shock fighting for control of her features.

"What!?"

She immedaitely realised her error and dropped her eyes shaking her head lightly... her own brother. Never she wouldn't do it.

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Matthew squeezed his eyes shut and turned away, not wanting to see any of this... his own sister... how could he... how could she.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Fine bitch. You stand there and watch as I use a cane on his cock and ball since you don't wish to obey.
"Remember bitch every time he screams in pain you did it."

He walks over to the closet and turns with a 4' piece of bamboo about 1/2 and inch around in his hand and starts toward where the male slave lays with wide eyes watching his approch.
 
He pulled back against the restraints a bit watching, eyes wide, as their master pulled out the large cane. He gritted his teeth ready to try his best to bare the pain.

She chewed her lip horrified at the idea... but the idea of him in pain was worse and she reached out her hand.

"Wait!!... I'll... I'll do it..."

her voice got soft as she rose to her feet stepping closer...
 
Lord Montebank:

"Back bitch.
"Of course you'll do as I tell you, always in all ways, but you hesitated and for that he suffers as you will if he does.
"For your hesitation his cock will receive two strokes of the cane. Then you'll do as I've told you until he cums regardless of how it may hurt him.
"Hesitate, delay and he receives more."

Lord Montebank moves to stand beside her brother and moves his cock to lay on his belly. Then he measures the distance and swings.
*THWACK!* The length of bamboo strikes landing across his belly and cock.

His mouth and eyes fly open and he gasps as a welt appears where the cane has sruck. As it swells, as he prepares to voice his pain *THWACK!* again just above the first line a second one appears, this time just below it's head and again across his belly leaving a second welt... and he screams long and loudly.

Stepping back and turning to you, "Now slut slave do as you were instructed. Make him cum, with just your hands. All of the rest is mine to use, unless you're told differently."
 
"No please don't!!"

She cried out but a look from her brother caused her to stop. His eyes pleaded with her to stay back and she did for fear of causing him more pain.

She didn't watch turning her head away, wincing when the strong sound of the bamboo hit flesh.

"I'm sorry..."

She started to cry, her face buried in her hands...

"I'm sorry..."

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Matt shook his head warning her back and away. He gritted his teeth tight trying to fend off the pain. It didn't work... as ready as he was for it the sting was intense.

His cock began to swell and throb. The second hit right above it and he couldn't help it, he cried out. His voice filling the room...

"God please...."

He bit his lip turning away from her as he tried desperately to regain composure.

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She couldn't rise and merely crawled meekly towards him. When she saw the welts she began to sob again... her body trembling violently.

She moved her hands reluctantly to his cock, caressing it gently at first.

"I'm sorry..."

She saw his face twist as her fingers ran over the welts. He did begin to get hard though, as her hands massaged it's length. He grunted and she decided she had to get it overwith.

She wrapped her hands around the shaft and massaged it, despite his cries, quick and hard. It soon grew to it's tremendous length and width. She tried to ignore the fact he was her brother and concentrated on hurrying this up. Soon he was twisting in his bonds, and his cock followed suit within her grasp.

He cried out in intense pain as he began to cum... His hot white load shooting over onto the floor and a little on his belly and her hands. She pulled back immediately allowing him to finish.
 
Lord Montebank:

*THWACK!* Another stroke of the cane, on the head of his cock this time, and he howls longer and louder as it swells and grows deep red as the welt rises on it.

"Take all of the time you want slave. He's the one suffering for it not you.
"You both will learn immediate and total obedience sooner or later."
 
She immediately began wiping him clean with the rags provided as he shook and grunted in pain. She wiped every crevice, his cock and balls were completely dry. Then she gathered up the supplies and raced to the closet returning them to the place she'd seen him get them.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Good slave now Heel my bitch, but walk this time," and he heads for the door and once outside closes and locks it.

"Slave one step in front of me on my left so I may watch you as you walk where I direct, and I suggest you do it eroticly slut unless you too wish to feel a punishement pain."

And he supplies directions to a closed door watching every motion of your supple body.
 
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She rose quickly looking one last time towards Matthew who lay with his eyes closed, clearly in pain.

"Yes... sir.."

She stepped quickly up hurrying in front. Once in place she tried to sway her hips fluidly, despite her nerves. She wasn't doing to bad. She tried to keep a smile on her face so as not to incence his anger.
 
Lord Montebank:

"A good beginning slave. You'll improve though for I shall begin to carry a riding crop to 'encourage you' to learn to walk like a trollop seeking a customer to fuck her slatternly cunt," he says as he opens the door to an immense bedroom with two fire places, each with a fire burning to supply the light.

At the far end of the room is a huge four poster bed. Hanging from each post is rope with leather cuffs attatched. You can see a mirror in the canopy over the bed and another large one on the dresser along the wall to the side of the bed.

"This is my room slave. Here is where you will always be when I am unless I tell you otherwise."

He moves to a closet and opens the door, "Come here slave and undress your Master.
"Once I'm nude on your knees and kiss and lick from my feet to my crotch to show your submission to me slave.
"You may begin, slut."
 
She bit her lip as she heard the mention of a riding crop. She immedaitely began to sway her hips more.

She nodded obediantly as she heard him close the door.

She took a deep breath before turning to face her lord. She walked to him and began to unbutton his shirt, keeping her eyes down on his shirt as she did. Not wanting him to be angered.

Once that was unbutton she slid the shirt over his broad shoulders. It was then that she realized he was actually fairly handsome. She ran her hands down his muscular chest and abs towards the fly of his pants.

Getting to her knees she unzipped them, then began sliding them down over his hips. Moving down to undo his shoes and remove his socks before sliding them completely off.

She discarded them on top of his shirt in a pile to the side.

Giving him her best seductive smile she reached towards his boxers/briefs. She slid them down as well.... As she pulled them off, she kept her head down.

Then she began to kiss his toes, giving attention to each one before moving up his ankles.
 
Lord Montebank:

Thinking to himself as he stands, feel a bit apart watching his newest slave obeying his instructions, 'Mmmm, it's good to have a new slave again.
'One to train and turn into what she already knows she is, a sex slave, but she hasn't learned how much of one yet. Charles was to old to use her or train her properly.
'I, on the other hand, will use her fully and well. I'll make her scream and beg... for more of anything I'm doing to her, as time passes and she learns the joys of pain as well as pleasure, of total and deep submission, of humiliation and embarrassment as she experiences things she has yet to think of as pleasureable.
'Her tight heart shaped ass will be marked and welted, licked and fucked. Not an inch of her between her shoulder and knees will escape the pain and pleasure and she'll cry, moan and beg me for more as she learns just what she is, as she taught at the hands of a true Master with years of experience.'


Now she's to his knees and moving up alternating side to side, leg to leg as his hard cock bobs and sways knowing it's time is slowly approaching, along with her hot mouth.
 
She moved up his inner thighs, her hands moving up the outsides of his legs as she rose. She actually found herself anxious, wanting to taste his cock. Before it had been new, and uncomfortable. But she found herself wanting to please him... but also wanting to rebel.

She reached his ballsack and inhaled the sweet scent. Nuzzling it for a moment her tounge darted in and out over the large sac. She moaned lightly encouraging his hardon more.

Up one side and then down the other, her tounge glided over his hot shaft. At the tip a small drop of pre sat waiting for her. She gobbled it up quickly, as well as inhaling the entire head of his cock. Sucking and licking alternately over the large purple bulb.
 
Lord Montebank:

"Ohhhhhmmmmm," his sound of pleasure at the skillful ministrations of your mouth, your tongue let you know how he feels about what you're doing.

His hand strokes your hair, the other one the side of your face as he looks down at your lips sealed tightly around his rampant cock and your head moving as you fuck your face on it for his pleasure, both physical and visual.
 
She kept her eyes closed feeling every inch of his cock with her lips. Her own arousal still surprising her as she began to face fuck his cock. He was delicious and as his hands ran over her face and hair she felt encouraged to do more. One hand moved up to squeeze and kneed his balls. She raised herself up a bit on her knees to delve further into him.
 
Lord Montebank:

He steps forward. This makes you tip your head back and at the same time opens your throat.

Then, then his hips move and he hold your head as he begins to fuck your face instead of you face fucking his cock.

"Swallow slave. Suck and lick with my cock's in your mouth and swallow when it's in your throat," and slowly his cock fills and stretches your throat until your nose is pressed to his belly.

You swallow to control the gag reflex and he moans and sighs at the feel of your throat gripping and jacking off his cock, then it slides up into your mouth again so you can lick and suck.
 
I lean back a bit, dropping a hand behind me to steady myself. I end my ministrations for a moment as he positions himself to begin fucking her...

He buried himself completely within her. Her heartbeat speeds up as she can no longer breath. She tried to follow his instructions best she could, but never having done this before she found them difficult, and had a hard time breathing through her nose when the opportunity struck. But when he pulled back she would suck and lick, while trying to breath. But she'd practically choke every time he moved down her throat... she forced herself to swallow, though awkwards she slowly got the hang of it.

One hand on the floor for balance, the other moved to the back of his ass to grip for support.
 
Lord Montebank:

He stood over her fucking her mouth and throat looking down as his cock vanished into her mouth, her throat swelled as it filled it and into her eyes as she swallowed, learning how a bit better each time.

The power he held over her was the ultimate aphrodisiac and he knew he fuck her several times, or they'd fuck that is, before the night was over. He also knew she'd be introduced to pain to add to her pleasure and his tonight as he used her for the first time.
 
She felt him going in and out of her and was able to think of nothing else but pleasuring him and getting everything right. She soon reached up with her other hand gripping his other ass cheek, delving into her task with all her mights. She heard his moans of approval and began to feel glad over her ability to please him, and desiring to please him more. Her breasts pressed against his inner thighs as he partially straddled her. His balls abusing her chin as they thumped against her with each thrust.
 
Lord Montebank:

As he slowly fucks your mouth and throat he looks into your eyes, his gaze gripping and holding you, mesmerizing you, "My slave. My property. My cumwhore and soon, as you learn, you'll also become my painslut.
"Feel my cock slave, feel it in your mouth and throat and begin to need it for it will be in you, all of you many, many times and you'll wear and drink everything that comes out of it in time.
"I'll even cum on your face, in your hair and have you wear it as you follow me naked so all know you're my slut and pleasure slave."
 
He ground himself deeper and deeper into her throat and she could do nothing but try and except it. She wasn't breathing much and was feeling light headed, but somehow that made it all the more enjoyable... She had never liked sucking men off much, she didn't like being in control. So when he took over, despite the amount of pain that might be associated with it it was better, and she was begining to enjoy it.

His thick pole had a good taste to it, unlike the previous master. She longed for him to cum inside of her, curiosity of what this large man's sweet necter would taste like.

Her tounge worked a little over the end everytime he pulled back, desperately trying to get him to cum.
 
Lord Montebank:

He feels his balls tightening and knows is release is immenent. His cock leaves her throat and moves into her mouth, "LICK slave. SUCK slave. I'm about to cum." His hips move in short strokes remaining in your mouth as he fucks just your face now and not your throat and his hands hold your head still so it's a ready recepticle for his sperm.
 
Her heart was pounding and at his words she spread her knees a little more trying to steady herself a bit. She concentrated fully on teasing the hard purple head of his cock, licking all around the edge, then sucking gently on the tip for a second then sucking hard... then back to the gentle licking...
 
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