Taking Online Offline

[monique_minx]

Nicholas' words hit Alyria like a truck and she suddenly felt irrationally guilty and hurt like she had just stabbed her best friend in the back. She silently cursed herself and her loyalties as she watched him remove the camera. This both confused and worried her but she kept her silence and was relieved when he left. She touched her hair and face tenderly where Nicholas had been both violent and gentle with her. She winced as she brushed her cheek, he had hit her quite hard this time and she could already feel it swelling.

Then something happened that made Aly gasp in shock - the bloody lights went out! At first she thought she'd gone blind but quickly realized how stupid that thought really was. He must have the light switch upstairs somewhere, she looked around and couldn't see a thing! She groped for her ankle chain and ran her hands along it until she reached the bed post. She pulled herself closer to the thick wooden post til her nose was practically touching it, she squinted, she blinked and nothing! She couldn't see it's form, she held her hand up and tried the same technique - nothing!

Aly sat back on the bed and sighed in frustration, she couldn't see anything and she hadn't heard a thing outside this room since she'd arrived.

"So this is sensory deprivation huh?" Aly muttered to herself as she did when she was alone at home.

Alyria knew the rules of this one; can't see, can't hear, don't know if it's day or night, what time or day it is or how much time has passed.

Aly groaned and threw herself back onto the bed "great! Just great!" Aly laid there grumbling.

While she lived alone, Aly was never really alone because her friends, family and boyfriend were always in and out. Aly knew this would drive her crazy, nothing to do but sleep and think! She never let her mind idle because it drove her up the wall with restlessness.

"So Nicholas really did think this through...and got creative with it. Damn!" Aly hissed, she was already wondering if ten minutes had passed or just two?

She started kicking the bed post, the rattling of the ankle chain soon became a creepy unwelcome noise however and she was forced to stop. She continuously rolled over; switching between lying on her stomach and back. She screamed in frustration a few times but soon gave that up too as it did little, she was attempting to exhaust herself enough to sleep and keep from thinking but her mind inevitably returned to Nicholas' words.

She started to cry as she thought of her boyfriend - Ben, she had treated him like shit lately despite his best efforts to please her. It wasn't his fault, he loved her and she couldn't love him back so now she truly believed that Nicholas was right, that Ben would in fact be relieved to see her gone.

"I have to maintain his interest? Well I've got it now! How do I make him lose it then?! Prove myself? I can't even stand him right now, I have to earn the right to use the fuckin' bathroom?! And cherishing me? He cherishes me? This is cherishing me?!" Aly spoke into the darkness; lying on her back. "Can't believe I cared about that rat bastard, stupid!" She slammed her palm against her forehead.

"How the fuck can I prove myself when you leave me literally in the fuckin' dark you prick!" Aly screamed her rage at Nicholas; quite unaware of the fact that he could hear her every word.

Alyria felt restless again and rolled onto her stomach, she cupped her face in her hands and instantly winced in pain.

"Ow! Mother fucker!" Aly sat bolt upright and tenderly touched her bruised cheek; her eyes watering. "Yeah I really feel like a princess, thanks oh so much Nicholas! Thanks for being worthy of me!" She raised her voice at the end as though she thought he might hear her.

She was careful not to brush or hit her cheek as she laid down on her back again. Aly burst out crying again for no reason other than the fact that she felt utterly helpless.

She concentrated her thoughts again; stop crying right now! When the tears stopped she began to consider other ways of passing the time so as she was here she decided to list her pro's and con's of being a sub.

"Sex is definitely a pro...depending on the guy, having no use for my intelligence is a con. Having someone make the hard choices for me is a pro, having no control over my life at all is a con. Security...swings either way...family..." Aly stopped, she had wondered about that one alot because while she didn't want children yet she did one day and she couldn't remember if she had ever told Nicholas.

"I'm not even considering my emotions yet...love? What about friends? Con if I have no one outside Nicholas."

Alyria started drifting in and out of fitful slumber, she figured that rationally it had been maybe 12 hours? Though it felt like forever. She tried counting to pass the time and reached 1076 before she gave it up. She recited landmarks, pieces of art, notable figures of history and played memory games she'd learned in primary school aloud trying to pass more time. Finally she gave it all up and just started swearing until she got sick of the sound of her own voice. Then her stomach started growling audibly and she groaned and whimpered.

"Oh fuck! How long are you going to leave me here?!" She screamed with a whine in her voice although she knew Nicholas couldn't hear her.

As Nicholas' timer signalled the 17 hour mark, Alyria really started to worry because she suddenly realized she actually needed to use the toilet now. Aly curled up, she crossed her legs, she did everything and anything to alleviate the pressure that was building in her bladder. Shouldn't have had so much to drink last night!...Is it still yesterday?...How long have I been in here?!

"Even maximum security prisoners get the use of toilets and showers! Or maybe I'll just piss myself and wreak til you give a shit?!" Sometimes Alyria surprised herself with her language when she was angry, the profanities just wouldn't stop coming now.

Her stomach kept her awake, she grew hungrier with every minute because she had nothing else to concentrate on. Stockholm; she thought to herself, I'm dependent on him.

A degrading thought struck Alyria; that she might not be able to hold her bladder until Nicholas reappeared, "Oh God please don't let that happen to me! I'll die!" Alyria sobbed, praying that she'd be able to hold on and not embarress herself further.

Alyria felt so angry and so helpless, she tried to measure how long the ankle chain was and she guessed it was just under a metre in length, she'd barely make it a step from the bed post let alone across the room to the toilet.

The silence was deafening to Alyria by now, she'd thought she could get used to it over time just as she'd thought her eyes would adjust however slightly to the darkness but nothing ever unveiled, her pupils simply couldn't adjust to this kind of pitch black. It felt almost as though she was in a void, she hadn't imagined that this could do so much damage to her but it was all consuming now and she was almost at her wits end trying to concentrate on holding her bladder and staving off the hunger pains.

"Asshole! " She screamed again and then started to cry, her voice softened to almost a whisper "Please, don't leave me here anymore...I hate it..."

She ended up curled into the fetal position and started whispering "Please come back...please? I don't want to be in the dark anymore..." Aly hated the dark as a child and it seemed Tameka didn't like it much either. "I'll be a good girl..." Aly wasn't lying, she felt like she had been in this room for a week and while she knew she was giving in; she just didn't care as much, she needed to eat and she needed to go bad!

"I'm sorry!...I'm sorry...don't let this happen to me..." She finished in a whisper as unknown to Alyria; Nicholas' timer clicked to tell him there was fifteen minutes left.

Aly admitted defeat, she didn't think she could give herself to Nicholas, she still hated him but she'd massage almost anything if it meant light, food and avoiding total humiliation. Alyria was muttering inaudibly for the next ten minutes, trying to convince herself that she could do this as her stomach growled painfully to signal it had been almost two days since she had eaten. She whimpered in pain as the unknown timer clicked - five minutes left.

"You win Master." Alyria whispered clearly.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas spent the first hour listening Tameka through the hidden camera in the room. He could not put any visual equipment that would work in the total darkness, but the audio component worked well. He heard the sounds of movement, the rattle of the chain and small sounds of the bed frame as Tameka explored her dark surrounds.

"So this is sensory deprivation huh?"

"great! Just great!"

"So Nicholas really did think this through...and got creative with it. Damn!"

"Yes, Tameka, your Master has thought things through, and remembered a lot too."

He got up and left the control centre, letting the audio feed be recorded as he went about his household chores. He then sat down to eat his lunch, listening to Tameka dealing with her current situation.

"I have to maintain his interest? Well I've got it now! How do I make him lose it then?! Prove myself? I can't even stand him right now, I have to earn the right to use the fuckin' bathroom?! And cherishing me? He cherishes me? This is cherishing me?! Can't believe I cared about that rat bastard, stupid!"

"How the fuck can I prove myself when you leave me literally in the fuckin' dark you prick!"

He heard more movement before she called out again. "Ow! Mother fucker! Yeah I really feel like a princess, thanks oh so much Nicholas! Thanks for being worthy of me!"

"Sex is definitely a pro...depending on the guy, having no use for my intelligence is a con. Having someone make the hard choices for me is a pro, having no control over my life at all is a con. Security...swings either way...family..."

"I'm not even considering my emotions yet...love? What about friends? Con if I have no one outside Nicholas."

Nicholas chuckled as she spoke to herself. She had so many things worked out wrong. But he knew that she would figure them out eventually. He got up to deal with a few other issues concerning Tameka's new life and then spent a few hours playing his favourite internet based game before having dinner.

He found that she had spoken while he was away from the control centre. He quickly found what she had said. "Oh fuck! How long are you going to leave me here?!" He heard the whine in her voice, and shook his head. He then went off to watch some DVDs before heading to bed.

He woke up the next morning feeling refreshed, and rather excited about what Tameka would be like when he 24 hours were up. He heard her complaints about the toilet some point in the early morning. He was also picking up what he thought was her stomach reacting to the lack of food.

He switched to the live feed. "Asshole!" He was surprised at the tone of her voice, but more so when she spoke again, "Please, don't leave me here anymore...I hate it..."

"Good, Tameka. It's nice to know that this will work well in future."

"Please come back...please? I don't want to be in the dark anymore... I'll be a good girl..."

"I'm sorry!...I'm sorry...don't let this happen to me..."

"You win Master."

The timer buzzed, announcing the end of her 24 hours in darkness. Because he was not cruel, he activated the light at dimness level 1. There was enough light to allow Tameka to make out the shapes in the room, but still dark enough to sleep in. He let her have 10 minutes at that light level, moving up through the other levels, waiting 10 minutes before changing until it reached level 5, standard illumination. While she was adjusting to the changing light levels, he got all the gear and other things together for his visit.

He opened the door and walked over to the bench, putting down a plastic bottle of water, a metallic milkshake style up and a backpack style bag. He turned around to look at Tameka.

"Hello, Tameka. I'm glad to see you haven't made a mess since I last visited, but I think you must have a need to address it, and address it soon. Your Master will allow you the privilege of using the toilet, Tameka. But to earn that, you will need to kneel on the floor, resting back on your heels with your knees shoulder width apart, and put both hands behind your back, crossed at the wrist. Once that is done, you may ask your Master to use the toilet.

"After that, we will see if you are well behaved enough to get some food and water."

 

[monique_minx]

As the dim light came on in the room it took Aly a second to realize she could see; just barely but it was there. She looked at her hand and watched it appear as her pupils refocussed and adjusted to the lighting. Alyria sat up, her legs still squeezed together tightly and the light was growing slowly brighter. Aly sighed gratefully, she had wondered how Nicholas was going to turn the lights on without completely blinding her. As the light increased to normal levels she blinked several times, she had become so accustomed to being unable to see anything that it took her a while to return to normal and take everything in.

Nicholas entered and she watched him walk over, her expression held no anger now, only desperation and some sadness. She listened to his 'offer' of earning the privilege to use the bathroom and she grimaced but for the first time she didn't argue, she didn't question and she didn't swear or say anything at all.

She let Tameka take over and do as he told her, she pulled herself to the edge of the bed nearest to the bed post she was chained to. Tameka swung her legs off and stepped down carefully so she didn't trip over her own manacle, all the while concentrating on holding her bladder by telling herself; just a little longer. She sunk to her knees gracefully and spread them slightly so they were shoulder width apart then she placed her hands behind her back and crossed her wrists.

This was the most open with her body that she had ever been, with her arms behind her back; her modest breasts were thrust forward, she was only a B cup but they seemed so much bigger pushed out like that. She avoided looking up at Nicholas but at the same time when she looked down she felt a blush spread across her cheeks so she merely stared straight ahead. The slap on her left cheek had formed into finger shaped welts surrounded by purple bruising now although Tameka couldn't see it.

"May I please use the toilet Master?" Her voice was soft; straining to keep from crying and struggling with her pride.

She hadn't had to ask to use the toilet since high school and even then they just put their hand up and said "Can I go to the toilet?"

This stuck in her mind like glue but she ignored it, it's amazing what lengths a person will go to when they really need something and Aly was discovering this now. The humiliation of this was almost unbareable to her and as such she avoided his eyes with all the inner strength she could muster, to look into his eyes was almost like seeing the picture complete; as though she was afraid she'd see herself reflected in them.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas kept his expression neutral as he watched Tameka quietly get off the bed and take up the posture he commanded of her. That she didn't fight him was a good sign in his mind, and it pleased him that she was starting to behave. He was certain that it was a facade still, but she would eventually fill the mask she was presenting, rather than merely pretending.

He took the time to look over her as she sat patiently, her bladder screaming at her to release the content. But she would learn that her desires were the same as His desires since he was her Master. It was easy for him to see that the pose she was placed in was one chosen for its ability to show off the female body to be admired. And Nicholas admired openly. It was not the first time she had sat like this for him, he had seen her on the webcam doing it. Even seeing her naked in real life was so much better than on the webcam.

He smiled as he watched her try and figure out where to look. She avoided staring at him, and when she cast her eyes down, her face lit up in a delicious hue of red. The reality of her condition was starting to sink in, even if she was not aware of it.

"May I please use the toilet Master?" Nicholas didn't say a word and walked back to to the bag. He opened it and took out a plain leather collar, a chain leash and a medium length wand like item. He walked over to Tameka, placing the wand behind him as he fixed the collar around Tameka's neck, and snapped the leash on the ring attached. He reached down and unlocked the ankle manacle, putting the key in his pocket.

Without further words, he guided Tameka to her feet, and led her to the bathroom. Within the small room was a shower recess, a standard vanity and a toilet. He stood still, and waited for Tameka to move. Since she hesitated too long, he touched the end of the wand to her calf. The loud crack of the high voltage charge echoed through the room. Tameka's leg spasmed uncontrollably for a few seconds.

"Move Slave!"

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka looked everywhere but at Nicholas or herself and because of this she failed to see the collar, leash or wand-like item he wandered over with. She winced as he placed the collar around her neck and attached the leash but refused to look at him. She stood up carefully and allowed him to lead her to the bathroom without any fuss.

Tameka paused wondering if Nicholas was going to let her use the toilet with some privacy and got her answer when a sharp pain hit her leg. She saw the blue arc of electricity in the corner of her eye a mere second before it hit her calf. Her world exploded into bright white lights, her leg spasmed violently and the leash pulled taut as she desperately tried to escape the pain.

Somewhere in the dark recesses of her mind; beyond the scream resounding inside her head, she registered the wand-like item as a cattle prod but Tameka had more important things to deal with at that point. Her face was stricken with pain and panic but no sound escaped her as the electricity streamed through her body; constricting her vocal cords. Tameka's eyes welled up with the agony and she very nearly choked herself to get away from Nicholas.

Then as soon as it had begun, it was gone and the only mark left was a small angry red welt that hardly signified the pain she had just endured. Tameka was in too much shock to scream when Nicholas removed the cattle prod, heat still emanating from the welt and coursing through her body.

Then Tameka felt something, at first she thought it was blood but then as she looked down at herself to assess the damage she realized that the warm sensation coursing down her was not the blood she wished she saw.

"Oh god..." Tameka whispered horrified, her face now as red as the welt on her leg as she realized the cattle prod had caused her to lose all control of her body; including her bladder.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas sighed as he caught the unique aroma of urine. He looked at Tameka's feet as the golden pool forming there expanded slowly. He paused for a moment when he heard the whispered realization escape from Tameka's lips.

"Oh god..."

His hand was in motion before he realized it. The flat of his palm connected with her arse with full force. He pulled her back by her leash until his mouth was next to her ear.

"Tameka, at all times you will be polite and respectful whenever words leave your mouth. Now, I suggest that you make use of the facilities and not hesitate this time. Once you have done that, then you will clean up the mess on the floor, then clean yourself.

"If you complete those tasks well enough, you'll get your full allotment of food. I had planned on giving you the ability to use the facilities, but you obviously don't understand that it is a privilege I am giving to you."

He took her chin in his hand, and turned her to face him. "This is all being done for your benefit, Tameka. I know you are thinking 'How is this for my benefit, standing in my own piss.' It is a small part of the bigger picture. Everything in this room was made and put in place for you. You need help to get you life back on track, and that's what I am going to do. You will thank me for it eventually."

He let go of her chin, and let the leash go slack.

"You have your commands, Tameka."

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka's eyes were downcast as Nicholas' struck her ass, she yelped; her haze of humiliation broken by fear and pain. Her pelvis swung forward to escape his hand but then she felt the collar cutting into her throat painfully as he pulled her close.

The tears had already welled up in her eyes and started to spill over as she struggled not to whimper at his words. Her legs were shaking as she nodded, biting her lip and keeping her silence - she didn't want to give Nicholas another reason.

As he gripped her chin, Tameka struggled with her expression; she didn't want to show Nicholas her fear but it was as plain as day to them both. She fought back the gasps that struggled to escape and just focused on Nicholas' eyes, his cold expression let her know that he was serious and meant every word.

He let her go and she breathed deep, a stream of profanities came to the forefront of her mind but she bit them back, her eyes lingering on the cattle prod in his hand momentarily.

"You have your commands, Tameka."

"Yes Master." Her voice was barely more than a whisper as she looked down once again.

She felt her muscles tense up as she moved to take a step; afraid that anything she did would land her in strife but then remembered that Nicholas had 'prodded' her along when she hesitated earlier. This got her moving quite quickly, her brain whirred and forced her body into action and she made for the towel rack.

Tameka brought the towel back and struggled with her memory of the order of his commands before she knelt down and mopped up the mess she had made of the floor. When that was done, she folded the towel over and wiped herself off. Her hand moved like lightening between her thighs as she didn't allow her mind a chance to think of the humiliating positions she had put herself in to do this.

When she was finished, she held the towel in her hand by the corner of it and kept the disgust from her face; her embarressment however was clear, she could not keep the scarlet blush from her visage. At last she knew she would have to look at Nicholas for direction and maintained an even mentality as she spoke. Her voice crisp with respect and humility though uncertain of her words.

"What...would you ask...of me now...Master?"

Tameka realized she had pushed Nicholas too far, parts of her brain kept telling her the situation was mental but the bigger half was trying to adjust and think within her surroundings. She attempted to recall every rule, every scene from their roleplays but the information was too great and too realistic.

He built this for me? Tameka shoved the touching feeling that gave her to the back of her brain, anger flashed on her face for a second at the idea that she cared what Nicholas thought of her or what he'd done for her. Still, she could not help but wonder what he hid behind his eyes, what was going through his mind when he looked at her, when he built this room, when he kissed her on the forehead so gently 24 hours earlier...

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas watched Tameka do what she thought she had been told. He kept his expression neutral, though disappointment welled within him. She mopped up the puddle on the floor quickly, then cleaned herself. He could see that she was embarrassed by what had happened and what she was forced to do. She held the towel by the corner, not wanting to touch the soaked material.

"What...would you ask...of me now...Master?"

He turned and looked at her, his expression showing the disappointment that he felt, but masking the anger. He took the towel from her hand, and flung it into the empty corner of the bathroom.

"Ask of you, Tameka? I would ask nothing of you, Tameka. I would command you, Slave. You had best use the toilet now, Slave, as I had commanded you to do." He grabbed her collar and dragged her to the toilet, shoving her down onto the seat. "I told you to use the facilities first, Tameka, before you cleaned up. There is no difference between what is happening here and what we did online, Tameka. Remember that and it will all go so much more smoothly for you."

Nicholas gave Tameka a minute before pulling her off the toilet back into the main part of the room. Instead of leading her to the bed, he led her to the section of wall where chains had been fixed. He easily put one wrist in one of the upper manacles, soon followed by the other. Within a minute, both of her ankles were similarly restrained. The chains were just the right length to have her standing, her feet just wider than shoulder width, and her arms stretched enough to held her in position without causing undue strain. He removed the collar from her throat.

"Tameka, I am your Master, and you are My slave. You will do as you are commanded, in the order you are commanded, leaving nothing out. I will not be disobeyed." He walked back to the bag, dropping the collar and leash inside it and removed the flogger. As he walked back, he shook it out, making sure that the straps were loose.

"As your Master, Tameka, I will not ask anything of you. I will command it of you, or do it to you."

The first blow was across her thighs, but it was not a harsh blow. It was designed to sting, but not mark the skin. More blows followed over the back of her torso, all of them stinging blows that left no long lasting marks. He paused to shake out the straps again before delivering a firmer blow to her back, followed by nine more that landed on different parts of her body, never doubling up.

"You will so as you are commanded, wont you, Tameka?"

Ten more blows decorated her back, arse and thighs with a growing patterns of red lines.

"You are a good slave, aren't you, Tameka?"

Ten more blows were delivered to her body.

"You know what your Master wants of his Slave, don't you, Tameka?"

By the time that session of ten blows was finished, that back half of her body was a mass of red lines criss-crossing her skin.

"You know your Master cares for you, don't you, Tameka?"

He delivered the final ten strokes of the flogger as he had the previous forty. He turned and walked back to the bag, dropping it into the bag. He walked back to her, releasing her ankles. "Stand, Tameka, just for a moment while I release your wrists." Her legs wobbled, but she held her own weight long enough for Nicholas to free her. He scooped her up, careful to avoid her abused skin and carried her back to her bed. He laid her down on her belly, and returned quickly with a jar full of salve.

With a gentleness that a parent would touch a new born child, Nicholas wiped the salve onto Tameka's skin. He covered everywhere she had been struck by the flogger. The cool cream soon numbed the pain, and lessened the burning sensation she was feeling. Nicholas' actions were not just gentle, but tender, caring and soothing.

"Tameka, I didn't enjoy doing that to you, but I had no choice. You disobeyed me. You remember that disobedience was not tolerated, and you would be flogged fifty times for it. And there were no exceptions. We are doing nothing different today than we did online.

"Now, lie still, My slave. Let the cream do its work. In an hour's time, I shall bring you your food and water. You will eat, and then you will serve your Master." He locked the ankle manacle back on her leg. He picked up the two cups and put them on the bench before he returned to sit on the bed near where her head was. He reached down and stroked her hair, gently massaged her scalp and caressed her face between random soft kisses on her face.

 

[monique_minx]

"Ask of you, Tameka? I would ask nothing of you, Tameka. I would command you, Slave. You had best use the toilet now, Slave, as I had commanded you to do. I told you to use the facilities first, Tameka, before you cleaned up. There is no difference between what is happening here and what we did online, Tameka. Remember that and it will all go so much more smoothly for you."

Having no reason to use the facilities now; Tameka merely sat and waited until Nicholas saw fit to lead her back into the other room. She was trembling but had no fight left in her as Nicholas chained her to that section of wall she had been wondering about earlier. She felt like dead weight as he lifted her arms, each click of the manacles made her wince as though the sound was painful.

She felt empty as he removed the collar from her and once again found herself wondering if she could really do this.

"Tameka, I am your Master, and you are My slave. You will do as you are commanded, in the order you are commanded, leaving nothing out. I will not be disobeyed."

His words were like burrs in her flesh; she had tried to remember the order of his commands but so many thoughts had run through her mind over and over. Now her mind was like a blank slate, only the occasional thought coming into her head as the never ending flow of tears slid down her cheeks in silence.

"As your Master, Tameka, I will not ask anything of you. I will command it of you, or do it to you."

She heard the straps of the flogger as he shook them out, his words cutting into her and she wrapped her hands around the chains; bracing herself. She arched against the first blow, it stung her but no sound escaped her and her knuckles whitened as she held the chains for dear life. The ones that followed were progressively worse and by the end of the fifty blows she had run out of breath to scream, had he gone further she might have begged him to stop but simply asking her to stand was a difficult enough task.

Her legs were shaky and the tears had run out but the reddening around her eyes told the tale of what had occurred. She very nearly thanked Nicholas just for picking her up as she felt her legs were close to giving out on her. She bit her lip as he applied the cream, it stung slightly as he rubbed it onto her back but it was no worse than the pain she was already in and eventually it started to take the ache away.

"Tameka, I didn't enjoy doing that to you, but I had no choice. You disobeyed me. You remember that disobedience was not tolerated, and you would be flogged fifty times for it. And there were no exceptions. We are doing nothing different today than we did online. Now, lie still, My slave. Let the cream do its work. In an hour's time, I shall bring you your food and water. You will eat, and then you will serve your Master."

Tameka nodded from her place on the bed, her face was turned to the side and she was still lying on her stomach as he locked the manacle to her ankle once again. She tried to push herself up but realized that was a fairly hopeless idea when her muscles refused to so much as twitch. She felt his hand in her hair, it was comforting and his kisses forced her eyes shut but she didn't recoil and wasn't sure she would; had she been able to.

She found herself thinking of the discipline it took to be a sub, writing was easy but doing it in actual life was very different. Tameka considered breaking down in that moment, she couldn't remember ever feeling so stupid in her whole life and it burned her deep inside. I couldn't remember something so simple, he's wrong, I can't do this...why does he care about where my life goes anyway?!

"I'm sorry Master...I tried..." Tameka spoke so softly that had he been even a foot further from her; he wouldn't have heard it.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas paused his ministrations when he heard the barely audible words coming from Tameka.

"I'm sorry Master...I tried..."

Nicholas, knelt down beside the bed, putting his face close to hers. He looked into the red rimmed eyes that pointed back at him. They weren't really focused on him, or anything else from appearances.

"Tameka... I have been working with you, preparing you for this. Why do you think I have keep everything as realistic as possible during our roleplays? Why do you think I asked you to try some of the positions and such, on the webcam?

"I have seen how much you enjoyed what we had been doing. How well you responded to they way I described things to you. You even seemed pleased with the look of me, and you gave me the impression that you liked me as a person too. I have listened to everything you have said about your life. How things are not working for you. How frustrated you're getting with your friendships. How your family doesn't quite get what's going on.

"I like you a lot, Tameka. I made all of this for you do you could experience it first hand, when you wanted. But you didn't take up the offer, even though your life was sucking more with every passing moment. I couldn't sit back and watch you suffer more, denying yourself something that you wanted badly, maybe even needed."

Nicholas kissed her forehead softly, tenderly. "You are a special woman, Tameka. I know you can do this. You have shown it already, before coming here. But still there is a part of you that is fighting it." His voice carried regret, astonishment and slight disappointment. "Accept what is happening, Tameka. Draw on what we have done. Obey your Master, Tameka, and everything will improve quickly for you."

He turned his face to orientate it to hers, looking her right in the eye. "I know you probably loathe me right now. You hate what I have done to you. Wish you had never heard of me, let alone got involved with me. But you will see what I am doing, and why. You will see that this is for your benefit, Tameka.

"The floggings. You knew they would happen under certain conditions. The quantity you have received has ravaged your skin, made it prone to infection and scarification. I don't want that for you. You should not carry those for the rest of your life, or suffer through an illness. The salve I have applied to you helps heal those specific types of wounds. I don't want you to suffer as you better your life. I don't like seeing you hurting, Tameka. I never have."

He placed one more light kiss on her forehead, before walking back to the bench to retrieve the cups. "So often I heard how you tried to get your boyfriend to try some of the stuff we did online. And how he didn't understand, or want to do it or even do it right. You wont have that problem here, Tameka. I know what you want, what you desire. I know how to give it to you. To make you happy. Enjoying your life once more."

He returned to the bed, placing the cups on the floor close by. Once again, with great tenderness, he lifted Tameka into a sitting position, before he sat on the bed, leaning her back against him.

"Here, take these first." He held out two pain killer tablets for her, followed by the cup of water. He allowed her enough water to wash down the tablets before removing the cup.

"No, you need something more substantial in your stomach first." Nicholas handed her the cup full of the green-brown thickshake style drink. As she rested against him, he started to rub her shoulders. He made sure that her injured skin was avoided, and just made soothing contact with her.

"Drink up. As you get more settled, and start to please me more regularly, you'll get rewards like tasty food, and clothing. Just remember what we have done, Tameka, it will serve you well."

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka listened to Nicholas and tried to take his words in, if she had tears left to cry she might have soaked the sheets hearing all of this. She could think of a million words to say in retaliation but she could also think of a million counters to those sentences, besides; Nicholas was right. She was frustrated with her friends and her family didn’t understand her anymore. She had liked Nicholas a lot and maybe that was the scariest part of all; too perfect, too easy, too much…

His kiss made her shiver but his words…the words that followed gave her an indescribable and unexpected feeling of…joy? Happiness? Elation? She couldn’t think of the right word but knew the feeling was a good one and she fought it off as Nicholas reminded her, good one Tame-. She froze, oh sweet Jesus, mother of Christ! I did not just…no…no! Aly…Aly, Aly, Aly and Aly! Her whole body was rigid as Nicholas moved to look her in the eye; she wiped the horrified expression from her face and tried to calm herself.

"I know you probably loathe me right now. You hate what I have done to you. Wish you had never heard of me, let alone got involved with me. But you will see what I am doing, and why. You will see that this is for your benefit, Tameka.”

Well you’re damn right about that! Alyria, Alyria…fuck me! How did this go so far? I can’t just forget my whole life like this! She fought back tears, where her body had found them; she had no idea.

"The floggings. You knew they would happen under certain conditions. The quantity you have received has ravaged your skin, made it prone to infection and scarification. I don't want that for you. You should not carry those for the rest of your life, or suffer through an illness. The salve I have applied to you helps heal those specific types of wounds. I don't want you to suffer as you better your life. I don't like seeing you hurting, Tameka. I never have."

Scars? She hadn’t even considered that…mostly, it had just been about the pain. She bit her lip and held back all the words that threatened to leave her mouth, not sure if they would be good or bad but they were better left unsaid if she couldn’t even trust herself right now. She closed her eyes as he kissed her again and moved over to the bench, still talking, still explaining things to her and still she pressed her lips shut and refused to allow any sound to pass through them.

"So often I heard how you tried to get your boyfriend to try some of the stuff we did online. And how he didn't understand, or want to do it or even do it right. You won’t have that problem here, Tameka. I know what you want, what you desire. I know how to give it to you. To make you happy. Enjoying your life once more."

A tear found its way out over those words, she couldn’t really focus too much on them but they hit her deep inside somewhere. That he knew, noticed her pain, cared enough to help her and was able to do it. Her boyfriend had tried and she supposed it wasn’t his fault that he didn’t know enough and wasn’t really interested beyond pleasing her.

She swallowed hard as Nicholas returned to her and helped her up, he was gentle and attentive to her sore skin and she wished he wasn’t; it was easier to hate him when he flogged or slapped her. She found his warm body comforting as it pressed against her back, she felt pitiful and it disgusted her.

"Here, take these first."

She took the tablets he held out to her and washed them down with the water, she couldn’t remember needing to take so many pain killers in one day…was it one day? How long had she been in the dark? That unnerved her more than anything; she supposed it had been a long time but couldn’t be sure and she wondered if she’d been missed at work…had it reached Monday yet?

"No, you need something more substantial in your stomach first."

There it was, that brown liquid she had turned down and been revolted by the first time. He started to rub her shoulders as she held the cup, she wanted to tell him to stop it; stop being nice to me but couldn’t give those thoughts a voice.

"Drink up. As you get more settled, and start to please me more regularly, you'll get rewards like tasty food, and clothing. Just remember what we have done, Tameka, it will serve you well."

She did just as he told her; nose screwed up and all because she really was quite hungry and figured that at the very least it would put something into her stomach. It was bland and tasteless, like drinking water but with more density; a thick shake without flavour. She drank it all rather quickly and felt the slightest bit of strength return to her as it hit her stomach.

She thought of his rewards as she held the cup out to him, showing it was empty and figured it mightn’t be so difficult as she was attracted to Nicholas after all. Still, she felt like it would make her unfaithful, that she was somehow cheating on Ben if she gave Nicholas anything; she’d felt like that when she took all her clothes off in the first place.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas gently moved Tameka to allow himself to get off the bed, helping her to sit up straight. He grabbed the cups and took them back to the bench. He stripped his clothing before returning to the bed with her. He sat down behind her, drawing her back against his now naked torso.

"Tameka, you are now my Slave. You will serve me, and serve me well. If you fail in any tasks, you will be punished. If you continue to please me well, I will reward you. As you show I can trust you, you will be given more latitude in what you will be permitted to do."

Nicholas' hands moved from Tameka's shoulders, up her neck, his fingertips massaging her scalp as they traveled to her forehead.

"I know what you enjoy, Tameka. And I plan on you enjoying what we do as well. Not just being happy serving me, but enjoying the things we do together."

Nicholas massaged her forehead, then her temples, cheeks and jaw. His fingertips glided over her facial features, letting her feel appreciated by his simple touch. When he reached her neck again, the fingertips were joined by the rest of the hands, smoothly running down each side of her throat before playing over the top of her chest.

Nicholas kissed Tameka's ear, taking the lobe between his teeth for a mild bite. He continued to caress the front and flanks of her torso, before his hands came to a rest covering her breasts.

"Are you ready to start serving your Master, Tameka?"

 

[monique_minx]

She shifted as he did, pressing her hands into the bed as he took the cup from her and moved away, his hand against her back until she was sure she could sit using her own strength. Her legs curled slightly to keep herself from toppling backwards but she did nothing to hide herself from his view as that was entirely pointless now.

She watched him wander over to the bench, her eyes widening slightly as he proceeded to strip his clothes; she wanted to look away, she knew she should but something kept her eyes on him. She told herself that she just wanted to be sure he didn’t surprise her with anything but knew at the same time that there was more reason to look at him than she cared to admit to herself. She quickly looked away as he returned to her, afraid he would see her watching, staring and make some comment about it. When he didn’t, she was relieved but her body went rigid of its own accord as he drew her close, his skin pressed against her’s and her eyes slammed shut momentarily before they fluttered open as he spoke.

"Tameka, you are now my Slave.”

Those few words hit her greatly, he had said as much before but now they seemed to stick in her mind. Hearing them was very different to reading them on a computer screen and knowing he meant every syllable almost made her shiver. He continued to speak…

“You will serve me, and serve me well. If you fail in any tasks, you will be punished. If you continue to please me well, I will reward you. As you show I can trust you, you will be given more latitude in what you will be permitted to do."

Serve him…if I fail…punished…rewarded…trust… Her mind spun these words over and over until it stuck inside, her eyes closing and she took a deep breath as his hands moved up, she attempted to relax but she was much too tense to thoroughly enjoy what Nicholas was doing. To even think she might enjoy it was too far down the rabbit hole for her just now at any rate.

"I know what you enjoy, Tameka. And I plan on you enjoying what we do as well. Not just being happy serving me, but enjoying the things we do together."

His hands glided as he spoke, massaging her face as it crinkled with concern and she tried to relax herself, the tension was overwhelming. She knew he was trying to show her what she could have if she just accepted but the conflict within was too great just now and she could not merely accept it…could she? His hands moved to join his fingertips and glide further down her body, her eyes snapped open as his hands moved down her sides, sliding back up again and she felt tormented though she was too afraid to do anything about it. His mouth on her ear, her eyes closed again and she bit her upper lip as he bit her ear. She feared what sound might escape her in that moment; trusting herself was just as much of an issue as trusting Nicholas. His hands stopped over her breasts and she held her breath as he questioned her again.

"Are you ready to start serving your Master, Tameka?"

She swallowed hard and rediscovered her breath, her mind suddenly split into halves to deal with the question and she soon found she was arguing with herself…

“You can do it” Tameka sounded strong inside her head, her tone filled with conviction.

“I can write it! I couldn’t possibly, Ben-.” Alyria snapped back but was soon cut off by the other voice, the stronger of the two – Tameka.

“Is a non issue right now Aly. Exactly how much more do you think you can take? How much more can your body take? You can barely sit up right now! Do you want to be left in the dark again?” Tameka's voice was sharp and to the point.

“No…” Aly’s voice grew weaker as Tameka fed her logic, “I don’t know if I can go through with it…”

“Let me go through with it.” Tameka responded firmly, “you have always wanted to know…Master is giving you the chance to find out. Let me take it.”

This was true and Aly couldn’t deny it, she had always wanted to know and she returned to Nicholas’ earlier words; part of her was fighting it. Fighting the unknown to the point of completely refusing herself the one desire that had burned within her for longer than she could remember, the one thing that she knew was very real about herself. At first it was lack of opportunity but then Nicholas came along and she finally got a taste of what it would be like but figured it would never go further than the computer screen.

Then Nicholas asked, he actually asked her to take it further with him and bring it into the real world but she couldn’t, her brain gave her more excuses and she fed them to him without batting an eye. She was afraid to deny him now but she was also curious beyond what she believed was possible. She quickly decided she would have no choice but to say something if she couldn’t go further and hoped for the best as she took a nose dive into this one, forsaking her own morals for the moment.

“Yes Master…” Tameka whispered breathlessly, her eyes half closed.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas sat still with Tameka resting against him. He felt her trembling after he asked her if she was ready to serve. Whether it was from good anticipation or bad he couldn't tell. A small part of him was concerned about the source of her reaction, but for the most part he didn't care.

“Yes Master…” The words barely reached his ears when she finally responded. He lowered his head a little, gently kissing her neck a few times. His breath shuddered as he let himself start to do those things he had thought about since they first started playing together outside the board. He felt a connection to her, and it was something that was more than just sexual. He came to genuinely like Alyria as a person. The more he got to know her, the more he felt her discomfort. He thought he could feel the need in her. He also felt he could give her what she needed.

He left his musings as he focused on his newly acquired slave. He continued his light kissing down onto her shoulder. He tried to control his breathing so he didn't aggravate the welts on Tameka's back too much. He could cause her pain if he needed too, but he didn't do it for any pleasure. He disciplined her, and he made sure that there would not be any long term issues from it. In a day or two, most of her welts would be gone, and she would be able to do anything that was required of her without any health risks.

His hands started to slowly massage Tameka's breasts. His actions were exactly as he described to her on countless occasions during their play sessions, and even Tameka enacted them on herself a few times too. Gentle rotations of her breasts plus light kneading by his fingers served as another source of pleasure as he shifted his kissing to her other shoulder.

"See, Tameka, what is there to be concerned about? Doesn't this remind you of what I spoke to you about during play? You've heard me tell you how I would do this." Nicolas paused to lay two soft kisses on her shoulder, moving closer to her neck. "Surely you can't think of fighting this? This is but the tip of the iceberg, Tameka. A...," he kissed her shoulder, "very...," he kissed the base of her neck, "pleasant iceberg." He kissed her neck, giving her a firm bite when he finished.

Nicholas moved his hands to Tameka's shoulders, easing her forward so he could stand up again. Without saying a word, he turned Tameka around so that she was on her hands and knees. He sat down on the bed next to her calf, putting his hand on the inside of her thigh near her knee. His eyes closed as he rubbed he soft flesh with his fingertips, the small circular motion creeping upward, closer to the junction between the thigh and the torso. As his hand closed, he lift his thumb knuckle so that it brushed Tameka's most personal place. The pressure from his thumb increased before his fingers stopped their explorations of her thigh.

He softly cupped her sex, feeling the warm and faint dampness. He pulled his hand away, letting his fingertips skim her with a featherlight touch. His hand returned, parting the soft lips enough to allow a finger to make contact with Tameka's pearl of pleasure. Soft, delicate touches occurred all over the nub, before he pressed it against her body, rolling it several times. Nicholas opened his eyes, gazing at Tameka and how she was responding to his touch.

"It would seem that you are ready to pleasure your Master, Tameka."

His hand was withdrawn again and he climbed on the bed behind her, settling himself between her legs. He reached around her hips, taking a hold of her where she was not injured as he penetrated her for the first time. Nicholas let himself remain with just the tip of his cock inside of her for a few seconds before he pushed himself into her. Deeper he went, taking his time to enjoy the feel of Tameka surrounding him. The warmth from her seemed to spread throughout his body in an instant. The firm grip her body took of him was just as he had hoped, and it was as enjoyable as he had dreamed. When he finally had himself totally within her, he let out a sighed groan of pure blissful satisfaction.

"Tameka, this is the start of your new journey." With his own movement, and the guidance from his hands, their hips moved apart before coming back together again. He kept the slow pace for a few stokes, allowing them both to get used to the other, before he started a more vigorous, and more pleasing pace.

 

[monique_minx]

The moment it left her lips Alyria regretted it but it only took a single whispered word from Tameka to silence her again – scars. When Aly was silent, Tameka could feel Nicholas’ lips pressing kisses to her throat and she stilled herself against the bristling she felt inside. It was true, she was extremely conflicted and confused at the feelings that were swimming inside her, creating knots in her stomach and making her heart practically bleed with aching. As his kisses moved to her shoulder, she stiffened out of fear but managed to relax again as she realized Nicholas was being extremely attentive to her wounded back. Her eyes could almost close as he began to massage her breasts but Aly refused to shut down completely and thus her eyes remained open, focused on nothing in particular besides keeping herself in check.

Even with this, she could feel her body responding and she near swore as she realized this, only just managing to remember the rules now placed upon what escaped her mouth. Her traitorous nipples hardened and Tameka gritted her teeth, it took everything to keep Alyria from surfacing and saying or doing something stupid. It took everything to remind her of her state; the manacle, her back, the darkness... Above all Tameka did the one thing that only a creation could do; reminded Aly of some of the reasons her body was responding to Nicholas, reasons Alyria would not admit to herself but Tameka had been produced carefully – she was everything Aly was not. Tameka was not self conscious; she was sure and firm, subservient and eager, above all she was perfect and Alyria was not. She snapped herself from this long enough to realize Nicholas was kissing her other shoulder now and she took a deep breath as he started to speak again.

"See, Tameka, what is there to be concerned about? Doesn't this remind you of what I spoke to you about during play? You've heard me tell you how I would do this." Nicholas paused to lay two soft kisses on her shoulder, moving closer to her neck. "Surely you can't think of fighting this? This is but the tip of the iceberg, Tameka. A...," he kissed her shoulder, "very...," he kissed the base of her neck, "pleasant iceberg." He kissed her neck, giving her a firm bite when he finished.

Tameka shivered under his touch, each word and kiss had her quivering with delight and the bite even made her smile, Alyria withdrew into the back of her mind; sulking and unable to accept that she could do nothing to prevent this. Nicholas shifted behind her and pressed her forward; she was almost confused but complied with the pressure on her shoulders and eased into position as he moved her to her hands and knees. She stared down at the bed sheets, her arms trembling slightly and Tameka was unable to still Aly’s particular response to this though she did manage to keep from jumping as Nicholas touched her again.

Nicholas’ hand moved upward and finally Tameka shut her eyes, she had to for this and suddenly she felt as though she was frozen in place. Finally, finally Nicholas found his target and Tameka whimpered softly as he brushed against her with his thumb knuckle. His hand moved to cover her warm private place and once again Aly threatened to swear, Tameka literally bit her tongue to prevent this as she realized she was quickly becoming aroused by Nicholas; a fact Aly found hard to take. Tameka felt his finger move to her clit and emitted a soft squeak, her teeth still clamped on her tongue, her own hands balling into fists and clenching the bed sheets as he began to rub her clit.

"It would seem that you are ready to pleasure your Master, Tameka."

He withdrew his hand and Aly might’ve sighed with relief were it not for his words, she felt him move behind her and Aly went off in her mind like a firecracker before Tameka took over again as he gripped her hips carefully.

Oh god… Aly whimpered in her mind, I can’t do this…

I can and I will before you force Master to ruin our body for anything with your profanities and your argumentative ways Alyria. Tameka snapped firmly, you created me for a reason, to be everything you can’t be so vanish for now and we’ll ease your conscience later…much later when my back isn’t killing me because of you!

Alyria did indeed withdraw completely, still trembling as Tameka took a deep breath as Nicholas eased himself into her gently, holding her on the precipice as she felt only the tip of his shaft enter her.

“I’m ready Master…” She whispered a quiet answer without demand in her tone as finally she stilled her trembling body.

At last he drove himself inside and she groaned as she felt herself stretch and accommodate him, her inner walls closed around him tightly just as her small frame suggested of her. When he was completely inside, Tameka’s eyes fluttered to a close for a mere moment to feel everything, his weight against her, the air on her body and the slight twitch in her nerves, everything…then he spoke and her eyes opened wide as though she was a derailed train.

"Tameka, this is the start of your new journey."

It wasn’t a question, a statement of a fact that she was given no time to consider as he began to move at an even, slow pace with deliberate strokes which she was grateful for. At last he quickened his pace as they had each grown accustomed to each other and she tilted her head to her arm, ready to bite into it as Nicholas persisted in drawing out an orgasm she was desperate to withhold. No, not her, not Tameka but Alyria. Aly refused to allow such a thing, even to the point of preventing Tameka from returning his thrusts to stop it from happening but it was inevitable and the two became one as Tameka began to push back against Nicholas. Her womanhood clamoring for the climax it so urgently sought and her fingers dug into the sheets, finally she bit into her arm as the moans escaped her. Her eyes welling up with wet salty need for something she hadn’t felt in the longest time, for something she wasn’t sure she had ever felt. Tameka left deep teeth marks in her arm and was breathing heavily as she let go, she gave up trying to stifle her moaning as it grew louder. Gave up trying to explain the reasons behind a building orgasm she had thought was beyond anyone to give her, especially one she hadn’t desired in the first place.

“Ahhh…please Master!” Tameka gasped out, disbelieving the words she uttered or the need she felt in that moment but not having enough working senses to figure it out. Still managing to remember to ask for the orgasm was a feat all of its own; it seemed strangely natural to her and she barely registered the fact that there was anything strange about it.

 

[marauder13]

Tameka was proving to be exactly as he had thought she would be. Her body was invoking wonderful feelings in him as he continued his thrusts. He was working her softly enough not to hurt her battered arse more than it already had been. He didn't want to hurt her more than he absolutely had to in order to achieve his end goal. Helping Alyria improve herself.

The sounds of her enjoyment mixed with his own. He delighted in the feel of where she pressured his cock as they fucked. But at the same time he felt where he was rubbing her harder than other places, and trying to figure out what was working best to get Tameka closer to her peak. He wanted to coax the climaxes and pleasures out of her. Taking them from her, forcing them would make his task harder. Getting her to willing enjoy, to submit of her own accord would be more efficient.

He knew that she would be resisting his efforts to start with. Tameka was a strong willed woman, but she was also intelligent and would figure out what was best for her. Even though she was not actively taking part in the sex, Nicholas was sure that her body was agreeing with what was happening. His hands moved her body as needed, as he listened to Tameka fighting back vocalizing her delight. He thought of telling her to relax and enjoy it, but he knew that his words would do nothing for her at that time.

Then he felt the change. Tameka started to move in sync with him. She pushed herself back on him, the moans louder, though still muffled. His enjoyment grew with the knowledge that Tameka was now joining in, and also enjoying what he was giving her, and what she was giving him. The two bodies were moving more or less in unison. Nicholas was relaxing more now that it was not a one sided event. He knew she had potential to be a great lover, as well as other equally important attributes, but all he was concerned with was her enjoyment of what her body offered.

With the relaxation came the loosening of his control over himself. Whether it was because she did not feel the pain, or because she chose to ignore the pain, her pushing back would have caused her some discomfort. He remembered though, that this was Tameka, his slave. Her will was his. She would do as he commanded, eventually as he desired. His lust for her had grown further after he started to take her. She would endure any pain because she had been punished for her failings, and why should he suffer for that. His strokes became harder and faster. His breathing was punctuated by groans and grunts. He felt her arse slapping against him as they continued. He responded to the tightness of her, the way her sex gripped him even as he easily slid within her warm confines. He felt himself starting to close on his peak, and he did all he could he bring himself to his own climax.

"Tameka... fuck... cum now." Nicholas slammed into Tameka hard, pulling on her hips to gain the extra depth as he poured his hot seed into her. His voice echoed through the room, a cry of triumph in the claiming of his new slave. With each pulse of his cock, the tightness of Tameka made his peak even higher. Nicholas had never felt such a high before then. He was not sure of it was purely the woman with him, or the knowledge of what the woman was that made the difference to him. He stared hard at Tameka as his body twitched for the last few times before he knew that there was little more left for him to give her.

He nearly collapsed as he slid free of her body, his hands still firmly gripping her hips and helping him to remain upright. He felt himself smiling. He finally did it. He got Tameka into what was now her room, letting her taste what he knew she desired. He wanted her to do it of her own free will, to come and go as she pleased. That was his ultimate dream. But he did the next best thing. And she enjoyed it.

"Thank you, Tameka," his breath was still laboured, but smoothing out, becoming more normal. He ignored the trails of sweat that ran onto his lips as he continued to address his slave. "You have served your Master well. I am feeling generous, Tameka. In return for this you will be permitted to freely use the toilet. I will make the necessary adjustments a little later do that you can look after that without needing my assistance."

Nicholas slowly stood up before helping Tameka to lie down, joining her on the narrow bed. He stroked her hair, kissing her face and lips softly. He looked at her face, enjoying the flushed look as well as the post high features that added to her beauty.

"It is still early days, Tameka. As you gain my trust, you will be granted more privileges. You will be able to do more as well. Also, don't fear about you not putting your intelligence to good use, as you will have many opportunities to do just that later."

Nicholas enjoyed lying next to her, feeling her warmth. The slow rhythmic press of her body against his as they breathed. His hand continued to comb her sweat dampened locks as he continued to kiss her and gaze on her face.

 

[monique_minx]

She could hardly believe the heights Nicholas was pushing her to; the slap of their bodies, the clink of the manacle’s chain and even the burning agony in her back, arse and thighs was lost to her. All Tameka could think about was the building need inside her and the desperation for release. It was a pinnacle of fulfillment she had never reached before and Nicholas was working overtime to drive her there. Sex had been almost like a chore to her previously, the desire was there but merely knowing before it began that she would be leaving her orgasm at the door had made it a task. Instead of walking into a bedroom, she would find herself walking into a classroom where the teacher was a drone and all the other students were fumbling virgins. She never gave up trying but had long since realized Ben would never give her what she needed; opportunities for such needs were almost nonexistent until Nicholas.

She arched against him and found the burn of her back only added to the fire between her legs. Her arms were shaking as they held her up and she’d never known she could moan quite so loudly. It was a haze to her but she could easily tell these moans were very different from all the faked orgasms she’d had in the past. She could practically taste Nicholas’ excitement as he neared his own release and was exceedingly grateful for his command this time as she didn’t think she could hold herself back much longer.

"Tameka... fuck... cum now."

Her whole body shuddered as he slammed into her and she was gone, her own senseless screams of ecstasy mingled with his though she was completely oblivious to her surroundings in that moment of extreme pleasure. It crashed over her in waves and her pussy clenched around Nicholas hungrily, she barely registered the fact that he was cumming with her. Just the strength it took to stay upright was incredible and the pulsing continued running from her clit and through her veins as she started to come down, gasping for air.

Tameka groaned softly as Nicholas slid free of her and held onto her hips tightly, the pressure added unwanted strain to her body but she managed to stay up; how was another question altogether. Her head hung, her hair brushing over her welts but her body was blissfully numb in those few moments and she only lifted her head to show Nicholas she was paying attention when he spoke.

"Thank you, Tameka. You have served your Master well. I am feeling generous, Tameka. In return for this you will be permitted to freely use the toilet. I will make the necessary adjustments a little later do that you can look after that without needing my assistance."

She was so very glad of the inability to properly comprehend what he’d said in that instant because she wasn’t certain she would have thanked him in return for his ‘generosity’. Her ragged and heavy breathing gave her an excuse not to respond as she felt him shift again and gratefully collapsed onto the bed as he helped her move her limbs.

Tameka rolled onto her side and looked at Nicholas as he joined her, the stroking of her hair and the gentle brush of his lips left her completely unsure of herself. She was struggling with everything that had just occurred and the proximity of him only left her more confused about her feelings.

"It is still early days, Tameka. As you gain my trust, you will be granted more privileges. You will be able to do more as well. Also, don't fear about you not putting your intelligence to good use, as you will have many opportunities to do just that later."

That gave her pause, actually, it made her freeze up as the fog from her mind lifted and made a sudden connection; she gasped and swallowed hard. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked deep into his, I wasn’t alone in the dark…you saw me the whole time or at least… you heard me?! Why are you doing this to me?! Did you just say that to totally freak me out?! Cause its bloody working! She screamed inside her head and struggled to compose herself as she yelled out everything she wished she could say aloud. This careful consideration of her words was going to be the hardest of all the tasks he set before her…

“Nic-Master.” Fuck! Fuck, fuck! You completely wanna get flogged again, don’t you?! She took a deep breath and prayed he hadn’t noticed as she asked him timidly, “Master…what happens n-now? I mean…in, in the future?”

Tameka was afraid to ask about the future or at least whatever he saw for them, Aly had disappeared into the depths of her character as she attempted to learn what it took to be a true submissive. The self discipline alone would surely kill her, she lacked the self control to do it and she had always told herself so but somehow Nicholas saw potential where she saw failure. She knew that it had taken him a very short period of time to make her fall in line but she was in no condition to tempt punishment and the simple trouble was; he knew her far too well. Right now it was a question of faking or trying and she didn’t even know which path she was on.

Tameka considered her ‘old’ life again and she found that what irked her most were the continual questions; what had he told everyone? What had he done with her belongings and the lease to her apartment? She also found herself grateful for a few things; glad I never bought that puppy! Glad I wasn’t in love with my job cause that part would have really sucked!

Tameka got feeling back in her body and gasped in pain, the salve might have been assisting the healing process but the pain killers had definitely worn off. She felt their mingling juices leaking from her body and her mind made a scary connection for the second time. He took my purse days ago; I’m not on the pill anymore…holy fuckin’-

“Shit…” She breathed the word in realization and clapped her hand over her mouth; her eyes bulged and pleaded with Nicholas as her hand dropped lazily with the recognition of a big mistake. “I’m sorry Master, please forgive me?!” She begged urgently even as her mind spun over all these questions and things, she was more able to handle it but found it rather disturbing.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas was aware of her tensing up just moments before she spoke.

“Nic-Master. Master…what happens n-now? I mean…in, in the future?”

Nicholas smiled, before placing a soft kiss on her lips. "What happens now, Tameka, is that you learn a little more manners." His hand landed firmly on her buttock, letting the fall of his hand do a little of the work, while the welts on her skin did most of the work in relaying the painful element of the discipline. "One day, if you have proven yourself, you may be permitted to call your Master by his name. Until that time, you will address me only as Master." His hand returned to combing her hair, and rubbing the uninjured parts of her shoulder.

"But, after that, what will happen is you will continue to serve my will. In doing so, you will learn more about yourself, gain new skills and gain a new outlook on your life. I will give you all the things that you have desired, but never had the opportunity, nor courage, to get before." He cupped Tameka's chin, guiding her into a deep kiss. He sought out her tongue with his, leading it in the enjoyment that he was gaining from her. "Your life, Tameka, was not good for you. It was slowly killing you. You weren't getting what you needed from your boyfriend. Your friends were not being supportive. Your family the same. Your job, and those you worked with..." He snorted. "But now, now you will get what Ben never gave you. Like the orgasm you just had. You will learn exactly what brings you the greatest pleasure, and you will have the ability to ask for it and receive it. You will gain new friends, ones that will actually be your friends. You will be able to get the job that you like, with people that you can get on with.

"But you will work for it, Tameka. Not only in performing those tasks that will grant you the skills and knowlege you need, but also by pleasing me with your body. In all things, Tameka, I will help you. By the end, you will thank me for what I did. You will look back and wonder why you didn't take up the offer for visits, rather than having me bring you here. But then again, maybe you needed this. Maybe, you even desired it. Regardless, you are here now, and you will benefit from what I have planned for you."

“Shit…” He almost laughed at the child like reaction to her own swearing. The hand over the mouth and the eyes wide with apprehension. “I’m sorry Master, please forgive me?!”

Nicholas sighed, his hand returning to her buttock to deliver another firm blow. "Yes, you're forgiven, Tameka. Now, tell me what thought caused that unwanted word to escape your lips?"

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka winced and released a gasp of pain as Nicholas’ hand fell on her sore red ass for the second time. She thought over all he had said and suddenly wondered yet again if she would ever be able to ask him all the questions she really wanted answers to. Though he hadn’t said she couldn’t ask him things but before she had the chance he asked a question of his own.

"Yes, you're forgiven, Tameka. Now, tell me what thought caused that unwanted word to escape your lips?"

She flushed an instant fiery red colour and dropped her gaze to stare at the sheets; she did not want to answer that at all! Her fingers curled nervously and she bit her lip knowing she’d have to respond soon but trying to think of how to word such a thing…it was beyond her!

“Just…I-I...I’m not…and you are…” Damn it! I can’t think straight! Her voice dropped to a low murmur; almost inaudible, “You took my purse Master…you…” She blushed an even deeper shade of crimson as she spoke, “You…came inside…me…I’m not…not…on the p-pill anymore…”

She couldn’t continue, she buried her face in the bed and wanted it to open up and eat her alive in that moment. She’d never had to say such a thing aloud ever before and Tameka had no idea it could be so humiliating to vocalize such thoughts!

“Please just kill me Master! I can’t do this!” She sobbed; suddenly overcome with a flood of emotion she couldn’t explain.

She didn’t dare to look up and have him see her tear soaked, flushed and embarrassed expression as she pressed herself further into the bed; burying her face. Tameka’s body shook with her emotional flood, she couldn’t understand why she’d just broken down like that but it scared her to think that she didn’t have even an iota of control within the confines of the room. Not even over her own emotions. But between the orgasm she couldn’t get previously, the mental fuck over of realizing he’d heard her every word in the darkness, still not knowing what day it was and the pain in her body; it was little wonder she felt it a bit much. Though she couldn’t wrap her head around that just yet either.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas watched Tameka's embarrassment explode into life on her face with both expression and bright shade of crimson. She looked away from him as well, making him extremely curious as to what had disturbed his slave so greatly.

“Just…I-I...I’m not…and you are… You took my purse Master…you… You…came inside…me…I’m not…not…on the p-pill anymore…”

Nicholas smiled and stifled a laugh. That she thought he would be so thoughtless as to get her pregnant at this stage in the process of rebuilding her life was ludicrous. There was too much to be done without adding the complications of pregnancy induced hormones. There was a proper time for a child for Tameka, but it wasn't then.

“Please just kill me Master! I can’t do this!”

He let her have her run of emotions, letting her ease some of the tension that had built up within her since her introduction to her new life. To his eyes, she had opened the flood gates and let it all out without holding anything back. But she did hide her face as the torrent rushed out of her. The entire bed shook from the way Tameka's body shuddered and rocked. Nicholas casually stroked her hair as she cried, but left her to let her go at her own pace.

"Tameka," Nicholas reached around to turn her head to face him. "Yes, I came inside of you, as was my desire. I will cum inside you where and when I desire. I will cum over you as I desire. Furthermore, you will fall pregnant only when I desire it. Your body will cycle as it should, Tameka. Your rhythm will be natural. But most importantly, I have had a vasectomy, which was checked a few weeks ago. You will not fall pregnant from me until I get it reversed."

Nicholas leaned over to kiss Tameka softly before he climbed out of the bed. He gathered the empty cups and took them out of the room with him. Once he placed them in the kitchen, he gathered the supplies he needed to reward Tameka properly. In the space of ten minutes, he had returned to her bedside. He moved the bed, including Tameka, away from the wall. He quickly secured the metallic pole to the wall, running parallel to the floor about six inches about it. It ran the full length of the wall right up to the side of the door to the toilet. He gave the pole a thorough test, pulling on it with all his strength. Smiling, he moved the bed back closer to the wall.

He attached another chain to the newly installed pole, then swapped the manacles over on her ankle. The old one was taken off the bed and placed on the bench on the other side of the room. He picked up the jar of the salve, and came back to sit down beside her. He gently applied another dose of the slave on her back.

"There, Tameka, you will be able to use the toilet, and the vanity, as well as sleep in your bed. The shower is not within reach of the chain. Neither is the bench. Now, you should rest and let your body heal. I will be back to give you your lunch, and see how your back is progressing.

"Even though it is early, Tameka, you are showing me that you have the potential to be all you can be. Together, we will get you back on track again. Rest up, my slave."

He kissed her forehead, the gathered up all of the clothing and headed out of her own little world.

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka couldn’t believe herself but at the same time she was unable to stop the torrent of tears and the quaking of her body. She’d never lost such control of her emotions before; it was quite unnerving. Nicholas’ hand had an oddly soothing effect on her and she managed to calm herself a little after awhile; she was running short on tears anyway.

"Tameka."

Nicholas lifted her head gently to make her look at him, her reddened and blotched face did not quite compare to the mess inside her.

"Yes, I came inside of you, as was my desire. I will cum inside you where and when I desire. I will cum over you as I desire. Furthermore, you will fall pregnant only when I desire it. Your body will cycle as it should, Tameka. Your rhythm will be natural. But most importantly, I have had a vasectomy, which was checked a few weeks ago. You will not fall pregnant from me until I get it reversed."

Her mouth became a small ‘O’ of understanding and she suddenly felt quite silly and embarrassed that she’d reacted in such a manner. Though she realized she had no way of knowing he’d had a vasectomy, there’d never been call to talk about such a thing with him. She smiled fleetingly as he kissed her; it was one of those uncomfortable, shy, stupid smiles she used whenever her mouth got too far ahead of her brain. She watched as he gathered up the empty cups and left the room.

She lay there quietly, her back still ached and she was praying it didn’t last much longer. In a strange way she compared it to a rather bad amount of sunburn and actually giggled softly at the thought. Nicholas wasn’t gone long, she was surprised as she turned her head slightly and watched him work in slight confusion. The pole he set in place obviously wasn’t going anywhere; he pushed Tameka and the bed back. A question burning in her eyes and mouth as her curiosity took hold of her.

She saw the chain he attached to the pole and felt; rather than saw him change the manacle on her ankle, she tugged a little on it out of reflex and felt an instant bite of metal. Before she could think much of it, Nicholas returned to her and rubbed more of the salve onto her tender welts.

"There, Tameka, you will be able to use the toilet, and the vanity, as well as sleep in your bed. The shower is not within reach of the chain. Neither is the bench. Now, you should rest and let your body heal. I will be back to give you your lunch, and see how your back is progressing.

"Even though it is early, Tameka, you are showing me that you have the potential to be all you can be. Together, we will get you back on track again. Rest up, my slave."

Understanding dawned on her face as Nicholas explained and kissed her forehead. Her eyes closing briefly, she watched him gather the clothing and exit the room before she slowly sat up. She winced at the pain it caused her but gritted her teeth determinedly and moved nearer to the pole. Tameka stepped off the bed slowly and moved forward a little, nodding at how the chain glided with her as she’d suspected. She went back to the bed and sat down with a deep sigh; clever, very clever Nicholas. I can’t believe I’m actually going to have to give it to him on this one; he’s more organized than I thought!

She realized boredom was going to have a major effect on her, she was never one for sitting still and being chained inside this room would rip her to pieces. Maybe…maybe Nicholas will let me have a book or something. Her mind boggled at the idea she’d have to earn something so small, the fact that she’d have to ask for it had her getting angry quickly. Seriously? He wouldn’t make me earn it, would he?! Somehow that came out in a whine inside her head rather than anything furious, she had a puzzled expression on her face at that and twisted to lay on her stomach again; keeping her back safe from pain.

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas returned to his own bedroom, dropping off the clothes he wore in the hamper, and showering in preparation for work. Even though he had been up for hours, his first use of Tameka left him energized. He went through his normal morning routine, pausing to check Tameka on the camera, smiling at her lying down resting her back.

He was now more than happy that he lived as close to his workplace as he did. He would be home for lunch without loosing too much time. Plus, the company was used to him going home more often than not for lunch. Plus, he was efficient enough with his work that the company would allow him up to an hour and a half for lunch, as he got there early, and left a little later than most of his co-workers.

He stopped by the monitor one more time. "Bye, Tameka. I'll see you at lunchtime my slave." Without further pause, he headed off to work.

~||~​

Nicholas was smiling broadly when he entered his home for his lunch break. The work he completed that morning was the best he had done since starting there. Every issue that crossed his desk was resolved quickly, and in more than one case, the chances of it resurfacing was reduced.

He started Tameka's lunch preparing, then checked on her real time, and then over the morning. Happy with what he saw, he went to make his own lunch. He sat at his monitoring station, watching Tameka while he ate. He was looking forward to when she was worthy of being in the main part of the house, rather than the training room. But that was a long way away.

His lunch finished, and Tameka's ready, he headed downstairs to check on his slave. He walked over to the bench and grabbed the salve, and went over to sit on the bed beside Tameka.

"Excellent. Your back is healing up nicely, Tameka." Again, with a gentle touch, Nicholas proceeded to rub in the salve onto her back, buttocks and thighs. Even though his touch was purposeful, he enjoyed the feel of her body under his hands. He looked forward to when the purpose of his touch was different. "There, all taken care of. Time for lunch, Tameka."

Nicholas stood up, and returned to the bench that held her lunch, and a one litre bottle of water. Holding the two containers, he turned to face Tameka.

"Tameka, from now on, I expect you to greet your Master when He enters the room. You will do so by kneeling, back on your ankles with your knees at least shoulder width apart, your hands behind your back, and saying 'Hello Master.' Failure will see you punished. You need to greet your Master before you can eat."

 

[monique_minx]

Tameka nodded off to sleep sometime during those moments of lying on her stomach though she wished she hadn’t fallen asleep; time was a little harder to tell these days. She slowly pushed herself off the bed when she woke up and rubbed her eyes, stretching and wincing in pain as she forgot about her sore back momentarily.

She emitted a soft sigh and turned, carefully dragging the chain along the pole towards the bathroom. She tested her limits and nodded expectantly when she found she couldn’t reach the shower. Tameka used the toilet and then wandered over to the vanity; flinching at the sorry sight she saw in the mirror. She ran her hand over her blotchy cheeks and her tussled locks; she tugged her hair back into some normal semblance and twisted the taps on. She washed her hands quickly and threw some water on her face, taking a towel and dabbing her skin dry. She made her way back after she cleaned herself up a bit and carefully laid down on her stomach again, resting her head on her folded arms.

She laid there for what seemed like an eternity, her mind bending over many issues and blanking on occasion before she heard the door again. She looked up to see Nicholas and watched him make his way to the bench; she knew what to expect next as he grabbed the salve and returned to her.

"Excellent. Your back is healing up nicely, Tameka."

She supposed she would have to take his word for it; she was certainly no Exorcist chick! Her eyes closed for a long while as he rubbed it into her skin gently, his touch lingering in certain places which told her he was enjoying the task.

"There, all taken care of. Time for lunch, Tameka."

Her eyes opened as he spoke, she blushed slightly at not having realized he’d finished. She watched him turn to her and pause to speak; she had to stifle the groan that wanted to break away from her lips.

"Tameka, from now on, I expect you to greet your Master when He enters the room. You will do so by kneeling, back on your ankles with your knees at least shoulder width apart, your hands behind your back, and saying 'Hello Master.' Failure will see you punished. You need to greet your Master before you can eat."

Her eyes tightened in a small frown as he told her what she had to do to eat. Guess that just answered the book question! She thought to herself as she slowly pulled her body upright and slid off the side of the bed, landing on her feet. I have to, I have no choice, she kept telling herself but there was a nagging part in the back of her mind asking if that was the real reason, she was ignoring it for now and chose to question it later.

She slipped to one knee and then let the other slide beneath her; she sat back on her ankles and spread her legs slightly. She told herself it was easy because she’d done it so many times before as she clasped her hands behind her back but the nagging voice was questioning again. Tameka broke from her thoughts and looked up at Nicholas with a surprising amount of confidence in herself this time.

“Hello Master.”

 

[marauder13]

Nicholas smiled with genuine affection and pleasure when Tameka quickly did as she was commanded.

"Hello, Tameka. How are you, my slave?" He walked over to stand beside her, gazing down on her wonderful body. It was one of the many benefits of having her like this. To be able to look on her whenever he desired. He wondered if she knew just how beautiful she could be. As well as being incredibly sexy. That reminded him of his first taking of her earlier that day, and his body responded automatically.

"Sit up on the bed, Tameka, so you may have your lunch." Nicolas didn't wait as he sat himself on the bed. He watched Tameka respond to his command, again brazenly enjoying the sight of her naked body before him. Once she was settled beside him, he handed her another large cup of the green-brown thickshake, and sat the bottle of water down beside her.

"Eat up, Tameka. Remember, the sooner you consistently behave, the sooner you'll get things like real food to eat. Also, consistent behaviour will also mean a reduction in punishments like the floggings you've received. Which reminds me, your back is healing up much better than I thought it would. You'll definitely have no scars, and the welts are disappearing faster that I would have even hoped for. Within a day, you should not be having any problems from them at all."

Nicholas raised his hand and started to stroke Tameka's head, occasionally combing his fingers through her hair. He stared as the strands fell through his fingers before touching her again.

"Tameka, from this time forward, you will be your natural self. Your hair colour will revert to normal, as well as it's style. No artificial straightening or curling. No make up either. You will come to love your looks as I do, Tameka. Also, in a few days time, I will be getting you to start your fitness program. You will be nice and healthy in no time."

He sat beside his slave, gently running his hand through her hair, totally at peace with himself and the situation.

 

[monique_minx]

"Hello, Tameka. How are you, my slave?"

She neglected to answer, the mere innocence in her expression did it for her, it was filled with a warm glow at the sight of his smile and the nagging voice was pushed aside long enough for her to enjoy the moment before she realized she was sinking a little further every time.

"Sit up on the bed, Tameka, so you may have your lunch."

Tameka moved obediently and gracefully to the bed, she settled beside him and found herself unable to meet his eyes. She stared at her hands in her lap, grateful that no one knew where she was, that none of her friends or family would see her like this, no one but Nicholas would ever see her like this. She took the cup, the familiar looking liquid swishing slowly inside and she grimaced slightly, reminding herself it didn’t taste anything like it looked.

"Eat up, Tameka. Remember, the sooner you consistently behave, the sooner you'll get things like real food to eat. Also, consistent behaviour will also mean a reduction in punishments like the floggings you've received. Which reminds me, your back is healing up much better than I thought it would. You'll definitely have no scars, and the welts are disappearing faster that I would have even hoped for. Within a day, you should not be having any problems from them at all."

Tameka began to sip from the cup as he spoke, hoping he was right about her back as the pain had dissipated a lot and now it only really flared up when she forgot about it and stretched. She felt his fingers in her hair, stroking as she devoured the ‘meal’ and felt the warm liquid hit her stomach as she considered what he’d told her. Pretend, fake it? I’m already doing that. Another voice popped up and asked her, are you now? It worried her but she ignored it knowing she’d have plenty of time to consider it later…alone.

"Tameka, from this time forward, you will be your natural self. Your hair colour will revert to normal, as well as its style. No artificial straightening or curling. No makeup either. You will come to love your looks as I do, Tameka. Also, in a few days time, I will be getting you to start your fitness program. You will be nice and healthy in no time."

Tameka had to stop herself from snorting into the cup in surprise, halfway through a sip when he said that. Fitness program? Oh God…what kind of hell has he thought up for me now? I already gathered about not having makeup and straightening my hair, I don’t exactly want to make myself pretty for you anyway!

The nagging voice, don’t you?

Don’t you ever shut up?! She growled silently at it.

No, never, not as long as you’re so uncertain, it told her.

Her own voice silenced inside her head, she handed the empty cup back to Nicholas and paused in thought for a moment before she finally decided to ask for what she wanted.

“Master, could I umm have a book or something please?” She asked softly, staring at her fidgeting hands.