The Lady is a Tramp: from Street Gutter to Street Hooker

[CourtesanBeryl]

OOC: This thread is for Uncle Sam and myself only. As the story develops, we'll be happy to include more players!

IC: I couldn't take it anymore, I had to run away.
I come from a very poor neighborhood where noone raises an eyebrow when kids are playing late in the street. My father works in a factory mill and my mom cleans houses for rich people. They scream at each other when they've been drinking too much and then everyone can hear them as they are making up in the bedroom.
One afternoon, I decided I had to get away from it all. I had no particular plans, just wanted to go beyond the horizon. I bought myself a train ticket to London and landed at King's Cross Station. I walked, and walked, and walked... The evening came, diner time and I was getting hungry. I had a little spare money in my pocket so I bought some cheap and greasy junk food at the corner of a street. I then made my way back to the King's cross and was able to find a bench to sleep safely.
A couple of days went on like this, but soon enough I had no money left and was ready to welcome help. That's when, as I was sitting on my favorite bench and wondering what I should do next, a strange looking man stood in front of me. He leaned over me and whispered: "Hello girl... Looks like I could do something for you..."

 

[Uncle Sam]

Meeting

I watch the girl from a distance, I had been doing that for an hour or two. Definately a runaway. Stephanie (Fanny) and I stood on the concourse at Kings X station looking for likely girls to add to our menage. Of course, you don't know.....we run one of the biggest dealerships in girls.....supplying brothels, call girls and the white slave trade throughout the world! We train them to be submissive as well. It takes a lot of hard work but it's usually worth it and there are perks.

Ah! A flashily dressed West Indian approached her.. we moved in quickly before we lose her to the pimp, and heard her say to him "I'm just waiting for my Aunt" Fanny ran up to her and threw her arms around her very juicy and attractive body. "I'm here, darling! Oh you are looking lovely! My favourite neice!" She glared at the pimp who gave her a black look as she elbowed him out of the way! A couple of Transport Police cast a glance in our direction but thankfully noticed nothing untoward.

Fanny introduced herself and presented me as Samuel. "Call him Uncle Sam", She said. "And I'm Stephanie but my friends call me Fanny" She laughed and I chuckled at the thought. A fanny in England is that juicy slit between a girl's legs!

I always try to look the perfect gentleman and dress immaculately in a grey three piece pin stripe suit, light grey tie and grey shoes, polished like mirrors. A red rose in my lapel completed the ensemble. I'm quite tall and my hair is black (Brushed back with a light sheen of hair cream) a well trimmed moustache and to compliment the 'Ducal' look, I affected a monacular. For you who don't know, a monacular, or monacle is a single eyeglass of the type commonly used by the higher classes in England and Germany. The hight of respectability.

My partner in crime, Fanny, who is one of my best girls, wore her long blonde hair in a bun at the nape of her long neck and spectacles to disguise her lovely blue eyes. Her red suit, trimmed with black, showed off her breasts but decency was preserved by the three quarer length skirt and high collar. Black and silver shoes completed the 'respectable' look.

I kissed the girl on both cheeks in the continental fashion and lingered on the idea of kissing her on her full and lovely lips No, I thought. Don't want to frighten her off before we start!

Fanny looked the young lady up and down as she said, "You were lucky we were passing! That guy would have had you prostituting you body on the street in no time at all! Left home? Nowhere to go? London is a big place when you don't know where to go. If you like, you can stay with us till you get a job, would you like that?"

Her eyes lit up and she spoke in a North Country dialect. "I'm from Leeds" she said. "You're right, I left home to come to the Big City but I have no money and nowhere to stay. I'm tired and hungry and I don't knpw what to do. I was a student at the college in Leeds, studying computer art and design but I left that because of my family. My father was always drunk and trying to have my body when Mum wasn't around. How I stayed a virgin for so long is beyond me! I'd love to stay with you as long as you don't think I'd be in the way!"

We took her for a meal in the 'Burger King' and chatted some more. She didn't smoke but liked a drink now and again. That was good for the first part of our plan was to spike her drink. (Not quite the same with orange juice or milk!) Refreshed, she meekly followed us to the car and we drove home. We have a large house on a private estate in Weybridge, about 25 miles from London. The locals think we are a respectable married couple. It's far enough away from the other residences so that we don't have nosey neighbours but near enough to town.
12 rooms and 6 of those soundproof. The girls tend to scream a bit during training. The rooms are fitted with restraints and all the parerphernalia of S & M. Takes a few months to train a girl to be a masochist from scratch though! We took her into the drawing room and showed her where the bathroom was. After a bath and a drink Fanny showed her into the room that would be hers for a short while.

As she undressed, I watched through a spy hole and made sure that the CCTV camera caught everything! She lay on the bed, naked. I drooled at the thought of we were going to do with her. Her luscious breasts like large white melons and the pink nipples stood erect. What a lovely body she had, only marred by the thick bush of hair on the mons pubis. I'll shave that personally soon! With a cut throat razor! She rubbed her nipples gently and her hand strayed to the slit between her long legs as she lay on the bed and she worked herself gently with her fingers until finally she uttered a liitle gasp, then another louder one as she brought herself to orgasm.
"You'll do nicely, my dear" I thought, and went to bed with Fanny, randy as hell. I might just punish Fanny tonight. She loves it! Now where did I put that red riding crop? If I can't find it, I'll have to use the steel cored whip on her, or maybe the paddles with holes in them. (They don't leave marks but hurt like Hell!) I can use her body in any way that I want, she's willing for any sort of sexual perversion with me!

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

Eliza

I knew I was right. The first few days in London had been rough, but I'm so much better off now. It's like a dream come true: these Londoners are such nice people! They bought me diner and I was so hungry, and most of all so thirsty that the two beers at Burger King got me slightly drunk. When we arrived at their home, it was so magnificent that I could barely believe what my eyes saw. It's the kind of place you only see in those old movies, with that older guy who was in "Silence of the Lambs". The door opened on their housekeeper whose skirt was a bit short and tight, if you ask me. The woman was ordered to prepare a bath for me (Yes! There's a tub in their guests' bathroom!) and as she bent over to open the faucets, I was stunned to see she wore no panties. I was crimson red when she turned around and left the bathroom.

As soon as I was as clean as a baby, there was no way I would put on my dirty old clothes again. I kept the bathrobe and put on slippers to go to the living room downstairs. They smiled at me when I joined them and didn't seem to mind I was being so informal. They told me my clothes would be cleaned in the morning.

Oh these people are so sweet! Uncle Sam and Aunt Fanny… They make me feel as if I was one of their relatives. But I couldn't bring it to myself to ask them whether they have kids; I didn't see any pics like that on top of their chimney or on their mahogany shelves.
Fanny had a drink ready for me: it was Grand Marnier, something I had no idea it even existed. The orange liquor was very sweet and it warmed me up. I felt a bit strange and asked them if I could go to bed right away. I gave a goodnight kiss to Uncle Sam and followed Fanny to my own room. She apologized she didn't have a night gown to lend me:
"Anyway, your room is warm enough to sleep naked comfortably. I don't wear anything either…" She giggled: "Uncle Sam wouldn't allow me to! Good night dear."

Actually, I'm not tired at all: I don't know if it's the liquor or what, I feel so horny! I threw the bathrobe over a chair and lay down immediately without turning the light off. Next, I send my right hand down to my pussy and start to rub my button. I have found out that when I "fasten" the tip of my clit' with my fingernail, it works wonder. My forefinger is pulling my button up and down, up and down… "Ah!" My first gasp is hort and not too loud. It doesn't matter: this is an old house and I'm sure they can't hear me.
Rub, rub, rub… It feels incredibly good… I pinch my left nipple, make it roll between my thumb and my forefinger. It's a bit painful but I love it… I'm panting, I'm sure that… Yes… yes… yes!!!! "Aaaaaahh…." Oh God, what an explosion! I can't believe it, I never had so much pleasure… Oh my God, I'm soaking wet… I should get some tissues to dry myself up before it drips into the mattress… That's when, as I try to get up from bed, my head is spinning and I feel very weak. Oh well, I'll see in the morning if the sheets are dirty. I sigh: I'm so tired… I feel myself drifting into sleep…

I don't know if I slept or not, I'm drifting back to reality with my pussy tightening up again and my clitoris almost itching… It creates such an urge that I have to rub myself again… What is happening to me? It must be the liquor… I won't have that one again! I must get control over my fucking pussy…. I keep my eyes closed and send my right hand down to my crotch so I can rub my clit' again… "Aaaah…"
It feels better but it's not enough. My hips are jumping up… I'm pinching my left nipple again… I'm in a frenzy now, trying to calm myself down. Maybe pinching my nipple as hard as possible will help? Due to my self inflicted pain, tears are starting to fill my eyes… Ooooh this is all much better than earlier on…. I'm panting, my moans are loud now: "Ah… Ah… Ah…."

Suddenly there's someone standing right next to my bed. The urge to satisfy myself is so intense that I don't even turn my head or open my eyes. I have to… I got to cum! Whoever you are, I'm sorry, I can't talk right now. My right hand is pushed away… I'm sending my left hand down to my pussy. To no use: I'm pinned down on my mattress. Oh no! Please... Whoever you are, don't do that to me. I'm whimpering:
"Don't do that to me... I need to... Please… Please!"

 

[Uncle Sam]

Rude awakening

I paddled Fanny good and hard till she was a mass of small red circles, each overlapping the other. I had fastened her securely to the bed face down. Even when she had a multiple orgasm, I didn't stop but carried on relentless. I released her from the bonds and she took my half swollen cock in her hands, rubbing it gently until it was hard and red, the big purple head straining through my foreskin. Lowering her lips and opening her mouth wide she licked it and then took it all in her mouth, sucking it down her throat. "I'm coming babe" I groaned. " Get ready to swallow" A minute later I came in her mouth, the hot, salty juice erupted into the back of her throat as she swallowed it.

The CCTV showed on a giant screen everything that was going on in the girl's bedroom. She'd just woken up and was fingering her little cunt again, this time more desperately. Fanny looked at me and I looked at her. "I think the drug is working Sam" she said. "It's nearly time for her initiation. Do you think you can make it after what we've just done?"

I replied that I could always make it but thought it was better if she went there first.

Fanny threw on a loose robe and went into the girl's room. (What is her name anyway? We'd never asked) She stood by the bed and watched as the sweet young thing started to orgasm. Then just at the point of no return, Fanny pulled the girl's hand away from her pussy and spreadeagled her on the bed. "Now! Who's a naughty girl?" Said Fanny. "You mustn't ever do this to yourself!" The girl cried to be allowed to finish off, her body jerking as she tried to rub her thighs together. Fanny put her knees between the girl's legs so that she couldn't close them. this brought more cries of frustration.

Fanny bent her head so that her long blonde hair draped down over the lassie's left breast as she reached out a pink toungue to the girl's erect nipple and then, after licking it all over in small circles, took the nipple in her teeth and bit it. First gently, rolling it in her teeth, then getting harder as the girl went into paroxisms of pleasure and finally mind jerking pain.

"No" Fanny said. "Never play with yourself! Let me do it for you" Fanny's hand went down to the wet and slippery clitoris and worked on it, rubbing the little button and slipping two fingers into the vagina at the same time. One hand now being free, the young lady tried to push Fanny's hand in more. "That's a VERY naughty girl! Keep this up and I will have to punish you" Said Fanny. "What you really need is a man's cock in there! Sam's just had me in every way possible" Slowly she brought her to the point of coming again and then stopped as suddenly as she started. Once again she held the girl's arms away from her body as she wriggled and writhed on the bed.

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

Eliza

Eliza broke into tears: "What have you done to me?! I'm a good girl, I am!"

A male voice answered her. It was Uncle Sam who was standing at the footboard. He ordered Fanny to tie up Eliza and looked at the girl with a mischievous smile on his lips:
"Eliza, I am not happy with you. You were so noisy that you woke us up, Aunt Fanny and I. And what did we do? Aunt Fanny went to your room to see what was wrong with you; She's been taking care of you and this is how you show your gratefulness? By complaining?" Uncle Sam shook his head. "Eliza, my dear, it looks like your parents have done a very job at raising you."
The girl was whimpering, a wriggling mass on the bed. Juices flew from her pussy.

Uncle Sam walked to the side of the bed: Eliza was firmly tied up now, legs wide apart. "What do we have here? Let me see… A soaking wet pussy! And it's dripping, and dripping, and dripping… Come give it a look, Fanny!" He lowered his head, parted her labia to inspect her: "She plays with herself and yet she's still a virgin! What a little slut you are! Eliza, I'm so disappointed in you…"

Aunt Fanny was standing next to him; she nodded. "Eliza, we had the best plans for you… Why did you have to ruin them?"
"It's no true!" the girl was sobbing. "You know damn well that…"
"Hush, stupid girl…" Uncle Sam sounded angry: "We are your new family and we will make a lady out of you." He sent his hand down to her pussy and started to rub her erected clitoris. The girl closed her eyes and her entire body responded to the caress. He continued: "It feels good, doesn't it? Good girl… We'll give you a second chance… We will make a lady out of you. Yes… And you'll be so beautiful, so perfect that all men will fall for you… "
Fanny went on her knees and took his hard, pulsing cock in her mouth. He pulled his hand away from Eliza's pussy: "Look at Aunt Fanny: She was no better than you when I met her… And look how devoted she is… Ummmm…. Ooooh yes… Fanny!!! Slow down…"

He sighed and looked at the girl: she had stopped crying and was watching them with wide opened eyes.
"Do you agree to stay here and let us educate you to become a real lady?"
Eliza nodded.
"And you'll do everything we tell you?"
She nodded again.
"Good. I'm happy to see you can listen to what's being told to you." He looked down at Aunt Fanny: "You can stop it now, dear."
Aunt Fanny obeyed immediately: "Sam, please… Can we take Eliza in bed with us? Just for tonight?"
Uncle Sam grinned: "If I say yes, will you be good to her? "
"That's why I want her with us, so she doesn't spend the rest of the night by herself."
"Very well. But for tonight only!"

The girl's restraints were quickly untied. Aunt Fanny helped her to stand on her feet and wrapped an arm around her waist. She whispered to her ear:
" You don't have to worry, Eliza. I promise you he won't touch you."

 

[Uncle Sam]

We start training Eliza

Fanny and I led her into our bedroom. This was tastefully decorated in 1929 mock Tudor style, complete with panelled walls and an enormous four poster bed. Tapestries and Old Masters decorated the walls. They were genuine as well!

Fanny and I in our loose robes, Eliza's lovely body completely naked, we approached the bed. "Shall we have a nightcap?" Fanny asked. I averred. "Cognac OK?" she said. I looked at her and winked as I said, "How about a glass of the special reserve? Not too much for Eliza though, I don't think she can hold her drink but it will make us sleep" It doesn't really but a couple of doubles makes me randy! Fanny brought in the brandy balloons and poured the Hennessy into them. Eliza didn;t notice the small amount of clear fluid in the bottom of her glass. I did! We were in for another good time when she woke in an hour or two with a hot slit that HAD to be satisfied. As we drank, siting on the edge of the giant bed, I checked the restraints at the headboard. These were hiddenout of the way but I needed to use them on Eliza later on.

We climbed into bed, Fanny on the left, me on the right and the girl in the middle. I put my arm around Eliza and found Fanny's head pressed to the girl's tit. I sqeezed Fanny's nipple and she put her hand down to play with Eliza's clit. Working her for a few minutes she rubbed her wrist against it as she put her hand between those lovely, silky smooth legs and took my prick in her hand, pulling it through and working the end of it against that already wet and juicy pussy Eliza put her hand down to find out what was happening, touched my cock and pulled away, frightened.
Fanny said soothingly, "Don't be frightened of it, love. It's not going to bite you! Here, give me your hand." I turned onto my back as Fanny took Eliza's hand and wrapped her small, delicate fingers around my shaft, working it up and down. This I could keep going forever. I started in porno films and knew all the gimmicks and tricks when it came to girls, no matter how horny they were. I remained calm and dispassionate as she worked away. It would take a while to get a hard on as I thought of other things. (I concentrated on Pythagoras theorum: C equals the square root of A squared plus B squared. Now, if I have an upright of 4 and a base of 3, what's the hypotoneuse? No that's too easy. I know the answer is 5! Think of something harder!

At least it took my mind off what she was doing. I didn't want to cum yet

Fanny's head came down as she took my meat dagger in her mouth. She could swallow it right down and I have a cock that is bigger than most mens. That's why I got lots of work in the film industry. Now I make my own. Eliza didn't know it but she was going to be the star of my next one!

After a minute or two Fanny pulled away and looked at Eliza. "I bet you couldn't get all that in YOUR mouth" She said.

"I'll try but I think my mouth is too small for that monster" replied our young virgin as she lowered her face towards my now standing dick, her long black hair draping the sides of my thighs.

"Lick it first, all over, my balls as well" I murmured gently and held on to her head as her long pink tongue licked and licked all over, culminating in her running her tongue over the blood engorged,tender, sensative glans. I pulled her head down, forcing my cock into her mouth and pushed it to the back of her throat. She gagged on it. I pulled back so that she didn't choke on my dick "Suck it in, now out, now in, that's it. No teeth! Bite me and I will have to punish you severely! My juice is coming into your mouth soon. You must swallow every drop. Never, ever, spit it out! Besides, it's full of nutritious vitamins and rubbed into your skin gives you the most beautiful complexion" I felt my body stiffening as I started to cum. "I'm cumming, Swallow! Now!" I commanded harshly. Great gobbets of my juice erupted in her mouth, She tried to pull away, I pushed my prick hard into her mouth and held it there until she swallowed my spunk out of desperation.

Fanny looked at her as she played with Eliza's nipple. "That wasn't too bad, was it? Alright, I'll admit, the taste has to be aquired but you had to learn how to do it sometime. You'll never be a Lady unless you know how to take a cock in every hole and enjoy it! That was your first lesson, now it's time to sleep.

When she woke, all hell would break lose in that little pussy of Elizas and she'd be ready for anything! I have to make her plead for my cock to be first in there! But I'm a sadist and for a while, I'll say "NO" I love to see her scream!

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

Eliza

Am I dreaming? If I'm not, it feels like it. But there's that irrepressible need to touch myself: it woke me and it is real. Ooooh yes: very, very real. I'm lying down between Uncle Sam and Aunt Fanny. They are both in a deep sleep: he has his arm across my waist as if to keep me from running away. She is sleeping on her side and turns her back at me.I And I… I'm playing with my clit, trying to calm it down.

I barely remember last night, and wonder how I landed in this magnificent large four poster bed. It's early morning now and there's a ray of sunshine trying to pierce its way through a thick velvet curtain in the bedroom.
My breathing accelerates, and I just know I'm going to be panting before soon. Why am I so horny again? Could it be this alcohol they gave me last night? I'm desperately rubbing my clitoris, up and down, turning it clockwise, pulling on it too.. but it doesn't help. The more it goes, the more my body is asking for something it is not getting. I don't know what it is, but it is very, very uncomfortable.

Uncle Sam's breathing has changed. His hand moves from my waist to my nipple; he pinches it harder and harder… I'm groaning under the pain. He whispers in my ear: "You little slut... You woke me up, you know that? You deserve a good spanking…." His hand leaves my nipple with my breast throbbing under the pain. His hand pushes mine away and his forefinger explores my pussy. He whispers with an angry tone:
"You're all wet. You just have to touch yourself, don't you? Eliza, you're a bad, bad girl… And you know what we do to bad girls? We teach them to behave…"

Aunt Fanny is awake now: she sends her hand down my pussy and inserts a finger between my lower lips. She find my slit soaking wet too and plays slowly with the folds of my burning pussy. Oooooh…. Fanny… Please… Rub my clitoris… I'm going to die if you don't. Oh no! She takes her hand away…
"Sam… Can we have Ursula come over to tie her up? I'm too tired…"
"Certainly." He turns away from me and picks up a phone on the nightstand. Ursula's loud and harsh accent can be heard as she answers the call. He orders her to come over immediately and to bring some coffee along.

Ursula is the blond servant whom I saw last night. She enters the bedroom and pays no attention to me, al though I am now whining. She sets a try down on a small table and walks towards the bed:
"Good morning Sir."
"Good morning Ursula… Let me help you." Uncle Sam sits up and pulls me by the arm to make me face the mattress. He holds my right wrists and out of nowhere, a thick rope appears and is fastened by Ursula. Aunt Fanny takes hold of my right wrist: "Here you are Ursula…"

I'm facing the wall, on my knees with my arms outstretched; thankfully, the ropes allow for a little leeway. My crotch is so painful that my upper thighs are tensed too. I'm breaking into tears, crying like a little girl. Uncle Sam pulls my head back by the hair: "Stop it, my dear. You will soon have a very good reason to cry…"
He turns away from me: "Fanny! Pour me a cup, will you?"
Suddenly, he gives me a loud blow on the buttocks. The pain is unbearable. I'm screaming: "Aaaawwwwwww!"

"That was nothing, my dear." He shows me a thick wooden paddle: "For waking us up this morning, you'll get ten more. And if I'm happy with you, you'll get a reward." His hand caresses my buttocks, and he parts them brutally: "Yes, definitely. That little asshole of yours is calling for attention."

 

[Uncle Sam]

I took the paddle and caressed her sweet buttocks. " I'm sorry, Eliza, but I did tell you that you mustn't play with yourself! Now I must punish you for that!" She was so small and helpless, tied securely to the four poster bed. Only about five feet two tall, she had lovely long legs and a divine figure. Dropping the paddle, I donned thick rubber industrial gloves, parted the cheeks of her arse and tried to put my middle finger in. She was so scared that she clenched the muscles of the maximus gluteus. I held my hand out to Fanny who greased the fingers of the glove with 'Vaseline'. Once again, I pushed it into her anus and this time it went right in. Eliza screamed. I worked my finger back and forth then added the next finger. I paused so she wouldn't be distracted by what was I was going to teach her:
"Look at them Eliza!" I said, indicating the other two.
Fanny was working on her clit and our little German maid, Ursula, was stroking her own with a big, black vibrator before ramming it into her cunt.
"They are not playing with themselves for their own little pleasure. They are doing it to please me, because they have learned that it's exciting to watch them. All of you girls have only one mission in life, and it is to give yourself to whomever wants to enjoy himself, or herself by using your body!"
"I understand, Uncle Sam!"
My fingers hadn't left her asshole and I resumed my work on the girl: twisting and turning, pulling in and out. After what seemed like an hour, Fanny and Ursula began to moan. I rammed my fingers into Eliza's lovely arse brutally as they did. We all stopped, exhausted, for a minute or two and then I once again picked up the paddle.

"Did you enjoy it, my dear?"
"Yes I did; Thank you, Uncle Sam;"
"Good. Soon there will be more pleasure, if you are a good little girl, but first I must dole out that punishment for playing with yourself. Your body and mind must learn not only to obey us but fear us too! Now, let me see, was it ten strokes or twenty? I've forgotten!"
Fanny answered: " First time is ten, second time is twenty. The way she's going she'll be onto a hundred in no time!"

Fanny and Ursula went to the bed and pulled on some restraints, loosened some and tightening others. Eliza's arse was raised into the air as she knelt on the bed, the skin taught around her buttocks, her vagina dripping with her fluids onto the bed. I brought the paddle down with all my strength, immediately raising a great red mark. She wouldn't be able to sit for a long while after I'd finished with her!

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

Punishment and Reward

Wham!!!! My body arches… Pain rushes to my head…
Wham!!!! "Awwww" my entire buttock is hurting so much…
Wham!!!! The pain is very sharp, it makes my head spin….
Wham!!!! I wriggle uselessly, trying to free myself from the ropes…
Wham!!!! It's too much pain, I can't take it…
Wham!!!! "Awwww"…. My hips are swaying uncontrollably…
Wham!!!! "Aaaawwwwwwww….." Tears are now swelling in my eyes….
Wham!!!! "Awwwwww… No, please, no….!" I'm bursting into tears….
Wham!!!! "Aaahhh…" I've lost count.. Please have mercy…
Wham!!!! "Awwww… Awwww… Awwwww" I'm drowning in the pain… I can't think anymore…

In the silence of the room, I hear Uncle Sam sigh: "It hurts me more than it hurts you, Eliza."
My head is bobbing down, I'm crying uncontrollably.
"You know you've been a bad girl. A very bad girl. Promise me you won't do it again… Promise?"
"Yes… Uncle Sam, I promise I won't do it again…."
"Good. It will be twenty strokes next time. And you don't want to get twenty strokes, do you?"
I feel Uncle Sam's hand come between my buttocks and slither between my thighs. Ooooh, the warm touch of his skin feels so good…
"Just as I thought… Our little Eliza is all wet… And do you know Eliza, what we do to bad girls who get punished and get all wet over it?"
I'm shaking my head.
"We give them a reward. We part these beautiful red cheeks" I feel his hands doing it to my buttocks!
"We use her juices…" A small, smooth hand come down to my crotch: no doubt, it's one of the women in the room. Her fingers are gathering thick moisture and I feel them applying it onto my asshole…
"Thank you Fanny! And then we give bad girls a nice…"
Oh my… He's pushing his cock inside of me! He's going to rip me open, I swear!
"… butt fuck!"
"AWWWWWW!" I'm screaming as he pushes his cock inside my ass…
"Oh Eliza, how can you be so tight! Girls, come over here and help her to relax…"

Fanny and Ursula are on each side of me: one is gently pinching my nipples and kissing my drenched cheeks while the other is rubbing my clit' and exploring my slit with two fingers. My senses are now so heightened after the fierce punishment Uncle Sam gave me… What these women are doing to me feels extremely good. "Oooooh…." I'm tilting my head backward and my thighs open up…
Uncle Sam kisses my neck, caresses my sore buttocks: I'm now overwhelmed with pleasure. My body finally relaxes: immediately, with one forceful thrust, Uncle Sam pushes his cock deep inside my ass.
Oh what a reward! He's moaning while ramming in and out, finding no resistance; I am just a warm and tight sheath to his cock. Uncle Sam is panting and giving regular thrusts; the girls finally move away.

In the corner of my eye, I see them sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging each other tenderly…
"Look at them, Eliza… Aren't they beautiful?"
"Yes…"
His thrusts are now accelerating. Each time he is bumping into my buttocks a sharp pain rises and is mixed with the pleasure his cock is giving me. It feels good, so good…
"Eliza, is the first time you're getting it your ass?"
"Yes… Yes it is…"
"Ummmmm….." He is obviously watching his cock entering my ass. "Your ass is too tight… We'll have to widen it a bit… Ursula! I' don't want to see this girl leave this room without a butt plug. Get one now!"
Bang… Bang… Bang… Does it always take Uncle Sam that long to cum? Dad was a lost faster with mom…
"Aaaaaaaaaah…. Fuck! I shot my cum already…"
I am covered with sweat and I hope that Uncle Sam is happy with me…

 

[Uncle Sam]

Shaving Eliza

Ursula went to the dressing table and took out a tray containing various sized plugs, dildos and vibrators. She held it towards me and I selected a plug that was about half an inch thicker than my cock and about eight inches long. As the lining of her tight little arse was still lubricated with my juice, I didn't need lubrication for it. It was made from black plastic and quite solid. I handed the plug to Fanny and held the cheeks of Eliza's buttocks apart while she slowly forced it in. Eliza let out a muffled cry into the pillow as the last two inches penetrated her delicious little arsehole.

"There you are, my dear, that wasn't too bad was it?" I mumured to her. "We have to do this to you although I'd rather not hurt you at all but your little arsehole is a bit too tight and it doesn't really pleasure a man to find that his cock has difficulty getting in there! It was quite sore on mine, I can assure you!"

Eliza whimpered in pain as Ursula took out what appeared to be a chastity belt. The difference between one of those and this one was a large hole exposing her little hairy cunt.

"This is to make sure that it doesn't fall out" Said Ursula and strapped it tightly to Eliza's waist, securing it with a small padlock.

I took Fanny to one side.
"I don't think we need to drug her tonight, she appears to be obedient enough for the time being. I think tomorrow I might shave her. I hate licking hairy pussies!"

After dinner, during which Eliza made small whimpering noises as she tried to sit on a hard dining chair with a sore arse and the plug pushing ever further into her body, I announced that it was time to retire. Fanny asked me if Eliza could sleep in our bed again. I was very reticent to allow this. I was totally knackered and needed some sleep! After deliberating for a while, I decided to allow it. After all, Fanny had to have some pleasure from our latest aquisition.

Ursula brought in cocoa for us. No alcohol tonight at all. She slipped her hand down to Eliza's clit. I pulled Ursula's hand away.
"Did I ask you to do that?" I shouted. She looked down: "No Master". Holding her hand in mine, I gave it a rough tap. She winced.
"You know the rules: you girls don't touch each other unless you're allowed to." The little blonde, suitably chastised, said "Yes Master, I'm sorry that I got carried away. Can I be of any further service to you, sir?"
I told her to lie on the bed face down. She knew what was coming and hated it as I rammed my hard cock into her arse! I knew that this was the one thing that hurt her even though I had widened that hole myself. "My little German bitch! Hurts doesn't it?" I rode her until once again I shot my juice and then rode her some more! She was nearly climaxing as I pulled out, forbidding her that final moment of extasy. Her hand went to her clit and once again I grabbed her wrist. "Don't forget the punishment for playing with yourself, my little blonde fraulein", I said in German. "How many strokes of the paddle is your account now?" Fanny took out a little black book and found the page. "Sixty, next time she does that" She said gloatingly. She was looking forward to the next time!

We got into my four poster bed and allowed Fanny and Eliza, as a special treat, to pleasure each other. I slept the sleep of the just

Ursula woke us with orange juice, coffee and freshly baked croissants. The cook was also one of my girls, a little black Xhosa from South Africa called Dulcie, very sweet and accomodating but she was a really excellent cook as well so I kept her in the kitchen unless someone specifically requested her services.

After breakfast we lay on the bed while I perused the stock markets in the 'Times' newspaper. Then Fanny reminded me that we had a small job to do.

"Oh yes, I remember now. There is a small matter of that unsightly pussy hair. It has to come off otherwise no man will want you even if your little cunt was lined with gold" I said. "You wouldn't mind would you, Eliza?" She meekly replied, "No, Uncle Sam. Do what you have to do" I was going to do it whether she wanted me to or not!

I called Ursula to get the shaving tackle ready and she brought it in on a silver tray. Cut throat razor, shaving soap and brush, a small jug of hot water and some aftershave. A large bath towel was draped over her shoulder.

"I'm sorry about this, Eliza, but we have to restrain you a little while I do this as I don't want you to move. If you do, I might accidenally cut you and I don't want that to happen"

The girls tied her hands to the top of the bed and then spread her legs wide apart displaying that tasty pink labia. I was dying to break her in but not for a long time yet. She would be ready when she had finished her obedience training and was ready to submit herself to anyone that I asked her to.

I started under her arms. Brushing the hot water and soap into a thick lather, I applied it. She flinched. The water was VERY hot! Taking the razor, I sharpened it on a leather strop and tried it on my forearm first. That will do nicely. Shaving her armpits gently, Eliza never moved a muscle. I applied foam all over her small pointed breasts, down her belly and all over the venus mound. Her eyes stared horrified as I ran the razor over her tits, any moment expecting the blade to slip and slice off a nipple. I held her soapy nipples as I shaved around them, rolling them between my finger and thumb. She was getting excited already!

Moving down her flat stomach, I slowly aproached the offending hairs. Putting two fingers in her slit I started to shave them all off. Of course, I worked on her little button as I did so. Eliza was terrified of getting really horny in case the razor slipped and I knew it. I worked slowly and finished just before she came.
" Give me the aftershave, Fanny." She gave it to me and I poured it all over Eliza's tender parts, ensuring that some went into that virginal hole. For a moment she couldn't feel anything then her body leapt into the air and she screamed.
After shave burns like hell down there. Good job we'd tied her well,
"Now, my dear, the proof of the pudding is in the eating" She looked at me puzzled. "Now I can eat your pussy and you can eat my cock, both together. this time, try to swallow my cock right down your throat, like it is a mouthful of food. Unless I pull out first, you won't taste my delicious cum but you must learn to take all of a man's cock and that is the only way" I straddled her head and she obediently accepted my dick in her mouth. I didn't force it yet but lay on top of her,my tongue only inches from that sweet smelling little oyster with the pearl that I intended to lick and no doubt roll between my teeth. I descended on her, my tongue started to lick her juices and I rode her mouth till I felt my cock go right down inside her throat. I came like I'd never done before and long spurts of cum went straight down her aesophagus. I must have her like this again, already she was getting better than Fanny or Ursula.

Eliza was a quick learner.

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

A Good Doggie

I'm lying down on the floor, next to the four poster bed. I feel so tired after Uncle Sam has been forcing his cock all the way down to my throat... He had me lick him clean afterward and I was glad to hear him say that he was going to take a short nap. He was happy with me, I think, but he ordered me to lay on the floor,

"Ursula, bring the dog collar, would you?"
The German maid disappears, and Aunt Fanny came close to me, had me take a crouching positin so she could check my buttocks and push the butt plug back into place...
"Aaawwww..." I hope I'll be freed from it soon...

The paddling... this butt plug that feels so umconfortable... and the shaving... and then Uncle Sam's cock that went all the way down my throat... He had been so rough on me, I had been struggling to breathe and almost vomited... This is a tough school indeed. And I wish I weren't bursting into tears when he and Aunt Fanny are spending all their time and efforts on me. I'll get better at it and I hope they'll be patient with me...

Ursula is back in the room and Uncle Sam calls me:
"Eliza! On your knees"
I obey, but Uncle Sam is frowning at me . He makes a small head gesture at Aunt Fanny. She comes closer to me and takes hold of my shoulders:
"Not like this, girl, it looks like you're waiting for the sacred host. Kneel with your legs slightly appear so your labia are showing. And push your shoulders backward and... those arms, hold them in your back... like this... See? Your breasts are now pulled up and your nipples are standing proud. That's better...."

Uncle Sams is holding a wide black leather collar with golden rings attached to it. I've never seen such a dog's collar...
"Eliza, I'm happy with you for the moment. This is for you my dear... Put your head down..." I'm stunned. What is this supposed to mean?
"You will keep this collar for a while. It will help you to remind you that you have to do your best to be a good, obedient girl... Like a good dog who adores his master and will do whatever he's ordered to..." He lifts my head with a finger under my chin.
"Now, if you don't behave, we'll use this leash..." Uncle Sam is fastening it to the collar! "to whip your cute ass with it. But if you do behave... once you've become a lady, you'll have the honor to be tatooed with my initials, just like Aunt Fanny or Ursula... And you'll be a lady, my dear, that men will pay a high prize to approach and enjoy. Do you agree with all this?"
I lowered my head: "Yes Uncle Sam, I agree."
"Now Eliza, you come on the bed, between my legs.."
I obeyed eagerly... I don't want to get whipped!
"And you take my cock in your mouth to keep it safe and warm."
I take hold of his soft, flacid penis. I close my mouth around it and have it rest upon my tongue.
"Eliza, when I'll pull on the leash, you'll know it is time to do your best to give me a hard on, understood?"
My mouth is full but I'm letting two sounds out, so he knows I agree.
"Now be a good girl and don't move. I'll read the paper and I'll have a nap. Fanny, come here, I won't at my side.... And you Ursula, you can go back to your room. I'll ring you if I need you."

Uncle Sam is leading me to a bright future I can't foresee yet. The day he took me under his wing was the best day of my life so far... and I'll be a lady, oh yes! One that makes men go crazy, like those beautiful courtesans in the ancient world....

 

[Uncle Sam]

Wider?

I awoke quite late. being Sunday I usually have a lie in.
As I lay there, half awake, I felt this delicious feeling around my cock and looked down at it. There was my sweet, lovely Eliza, her mouth still around my limp member and her chin resting on my balls. She was fast asleep with her lovely long black hair draping my upper thighs and cascading down onto the pristine starched white sheet. The dog collar with the gold plated steel rings was her only adornment for the time being and I still held the leash in my hand.

I was beginning to do something that I have never had any intention of doing with my goods. I was falling in love with her. I think she has the same felings for me as well. She is so obedient already. How could I sell her when I have feelings like this?

I pulled gently on the leash. She awoke sleepily and started to let my prick out of her mouth.
"Keep it there, my sweet Eliza. It's time for your breakfast juice. You must get it hard for that"
She obeyed immediately and started to work her tongue around my staff, trying to swallow it as she had done before.
"Don't swallow my cock, dear, I'll let you taste my juice this morning as a special treat"
She seemed gratified by the fact that she didn't have to get it all in her mouth at once and sucked on it happily, like a baby drinking milk from a nipple. My God, she was getting really good at this! My body jerked as I shot my load into her mouth and after the first spurt, I pulled it out, shooting over her face and hair, her open eyes and mouth. She looked surprised as I did this.
Fanny was awake by now and I told her to give Eliza some beauty treatment. She rubbed the spunk into Eliza's lovely face and bid her lick the extra juice off her fingers. I kissed Eliza gently and then kissed her with my tongue in her mouth. Our tongues met like twin serpents. Her tongue chased mine and when it came into my mouth, I bit it. Not too hard but enough to send her into raptures. I slipped my hand down to her little virginal cunt and decided to pleasure her myself before we got down to any more training sessions. She was getting wet already and I needed to draw out the climax as long as possible. As I worked my fingers around the labia and the little bridge between her slit and arsehole, she started to moan with pleasure. I put two fingers in and worked on her clit with my thumb nail until, arching her back in ectasy, she came! Sweat ran down her face.
"Oooh! Uncle Sam! Thank you, that was wonderful! Would you do it again, please?"
"Some other time, dear, I have to check that butt plug and see if it did a good job on widening your tight little arsehole. Fanny, take it out and take Eliza for a bath would you? Show her how to shave herslf as well. Those hairs are getting prickly already. You have to shave every day, Eliza. Otherwise I will have to punish you and I don't really want to hurt you at all. Sometimes you do need chastisement though, to learn."

I read the 'Sunday Times' and the 'News of the World' that Ursula had brought in on the tray with my breakfast. I had decided to have an 'Ulster fry' this morning. I needed the energy! This consited of: Bacon, two eggs, sausages, soda farls, potato bread, beans, tomatoes and mushrooms. I needed the carbohydrates badly with these girls taking my juice all the time. Maybe tomorrow I would have Bauernfruhstuck (German farmhouse breakfast) high cholesterol but what the heck!

The girls returned, Eliza smelling sweetly with her nipples and labia slightly rouged. Her hair arranged in a pony tail and both of them in light robes with a split at the back of them. I indicated a small whipping bench and told Eliza to lie face down on it. Fanny fastened her hands to the front legs and her legs to the back ones, wide apart. I put on the thick rubber gloves again.
"Now we'll see howthe plug worked, my dear one"
I put my two fingers gently into her tight little arse, dry! Then rammed them home! She screamed in pain as I worked ny fingers around inside her, probing and pushing them back and forth. By now, I was getting excited, my prick standing hard and a drop of precum, like a pearl, forming on the end of it. I pulled out my fingers, took off the glove and rammed my cock up her arse as I held her buttocks apart. She screamed again. It was still too tight. I shot my load high up in her rectum and fucked her some more before finally pulling out.
"Fanny, she's still much too tight. bring me those plugs, will you? I'll give her at least another two centimeters. If that doesn't work then two more until she takes my cock easily. I don't want to split her apart though.
Fanny laughed. "You nearly split me apart with one of those, though" She said. It was my turn to laugh. "You needed it, just to learn obedience. You were a very disobedient girl when I first had you. Now you are a very good, obedient sex slave for me" I selected another plug and wondered how Eliza would take it. It was really thick and would hurt her a lot. Especially when she tried to sit down.
"I'm sorry, Eliza, but I have to do this to you. I don't want to hurt you but if you want to be a lady then it is neccessary." Fanny prepared Eliza's hole with some 'Vaseline' and I pushed in the new plug, not without difficulty. I let Fanny play with Eliza's clit at the same time so that she relaxed the muscle as Fanny brought her to a climax. Fanny put the belt back on and we released her from the bench. "I hope you are grateful for what we are doing for you Eliza" I said. "We still have lots to do yet in your training" I pressed a button and Dulcie, my little Xhosa cook, came in from the kitchen. As with all my girls, she was naked. Her slight black body and pert breasts with long nipples excited me. I knew that her lips could suck me nearly as well as Eliza. I spoke to her in Afrikaans, I never could get my tongue around the clicks and grunts of her language. Ordering breakfast for the girls, I let her kiss the end of my cock as a mark of respect for me and she went off happily, no doubt to use her big white vibrator while the breakfast was cooking.

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

There's Always a First Time

This new butt plug is almost torturing me. It wasn't like that right away; the first thing I felt was the muscle of my asshole throbbing on the hard plug. The tip of it is rummaging inside of me with each little move. The pain really became acute a little later on, as I had to sit down for breakfast. It didn't feel umconfortable anymore, it was painful. Simply painful.

Soon enough, with the pain in my ass refusing to calm down, I can't sit still anymore. Uncle Sam is sitting across from me, eating his eggs with a great appetite. He notices I stopped eating and frowns; he turns to Aunt Fanny: "What's wrong with the girl?"
She looks at me and orders gently:
"Come here, girl."
I immediately leave my seat and walk around the dinner table to stand between her and Uncle Sam. I can't control my tears anymore and start to sob:
"It's… the butt plug… It's hurting me so much…"
"Oh Eliza… It's barely wider than the one you had before. Come closer and spread your legs so I can examine you."
Her finger probes my pussy and to my surprise, it comes out coated with creamy juice. She has me lick it clean.
"Now Eliza… What is this? It's your juice, isn't it?"
"Yes… Yes it is…"
"So what you're telling me is: the new butt plug is painful but your body likes it, doesn't it?"
Uncle Sam smiles at me: " Our little Eliza doesn't want to admit it yet but she is learning the pleasure that lies beyond pain, doesn't she? Answer me Eliza, are you enjoying yourself with us?"
"Yes, yes I am…"
"You can become a great lady… One who sells herself easily to anyone who wants to pay for it… Young or old, fat or skinny, healthy or crippled… And you could be good at it because you already understand that pleasure is not necessary. Look at that tight little virgin pussy of yours working so hard to get attention to itself; and yet it's not getting any. It's time for your next lesson, my dear."
My heart begins to race, what am I up to?
The door opens: it's Dulcie who asks if the breakfast is over.
"Not quite, my dear. Go get that big white dildo of yours and come back with it. Hurry up!"
Uncle Sam looks at me with a grin: "Each time you get one form or another of punishment, you also get to please another girl. But only when I agree to it. You must learn to please another girl in front of me… or in front of your future clients… Fanny come here, my dear and suck my cock. I want to be ready to have you right when Eliza is fucking Dulcie with her dildo."

Dulcie reenters the bedroom. Uncle Sam turns to her:
"Eliza will be taking care of you… Tell her how to do it, will you? Girls, get on the corner of the bed so I can watch you."
Dulcie sits next to a poster at the footboard and spreads her thighs. I kneel in front of her with an intense emotion: I have never seen a black pussy in my entire life. Her tone is very tender:
"Eliza, you need to kiss my pussy first and when I'm really wet, you can use the dildo on me…."
I give it a quick glance: that thing is huge!
I lower my head and take a deep breath. One thought rushes to my brain: don't fail Uncle Sam! He is the first man ever who is so concerned about you, who is investing so much on you… He is the only man who… I feel myself blush. No time for thinking anymore. I must try my best so he can be happy with me. I want to make him happy, always!

I place my fingers to part the petals of Dulcie's beautiful black orchid, then I send my tongue to her slit. The taste is stronger than mine and yet I engulf myself in it. Mixing her juices in my mouth with my saliva is such a delicious feeling that I forget all about the plug still forcing my ass wider…
Ummmmm…. Dulcie…. Give me your juices.. More… More! My tongue searches for her clit' and finds it standing proud already; it feels enormous. Flattening her fleshy folds with two fingers, I take hold of it and suck on it. Dulcie arches her back and begins to moan with pleasure. Ooooh yes, Dulcie… And I won't free you just now.
"Aaaaaah…… Uuuuuuuuhhhhh…." She's crying for mercy… More, Dulcie, more. I want you to beg me to stop, and even then.... Her hands take hold of my hair.
"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Please, Eliza, please!!!! "
I'm sending two fingers inside her slit. She's so juicy….
"Eliza! No… please, stop… stop…" She's crying…
"Awwwwwwww…." Her hips are jumping up: she's having an orgasm! I made her cum! Another spasm, weaker, like an aftershock…

"Take the dildo…" Her voice is weak.
Yes, sweet little thing, you'll get it… Oh my Gosh… Holding the dildo with its thick tip resting on her creamy slit, I realize I never did this in my entire life… I'm scared to do it!
"Fuck me Eliza, fuck me…"
I can't move..
Her hand reaches down, rests above mine still holding the dildo and she pushes the hard staff inside of her. Oh my….
"Pull a little bit on it, Eliza, and push it back in… A bit further… Yes.. Keep on… Ummmmmm….."
Oh this is great… I never thought I would take so much control over the pleasure of someone else.

 

[Uncle Sam]

Ursula's treatment

Ursula was really enjoying herself, a happy smile on her face as she made Fanny orgasm and then climaxed herself. I frowned. Too much pleasure and no pain? I hadn't punished my little Deutsche madchen for weeks. As if reading my mind, Fanny gave me the perfect excuse as she muttered under a mouthful of juicy, creamy slit. "You haven't shaved this morning, have you?"
My ears perked up and as I sat in the chair watching and waiting for them to cum again, I called harshly to Ursula.
"Kommen sie hier, bitte. Schnell!" Fanny carried on licking her twat and Ursula was very slow in dragging herself from underneath Fanny's probing tongue. "SCHNELL!" I shouted. She struggled to get up and knelt before me, kissing the tip of my cock. I pushed her away. "Was ist los, mein fuhrer?" She asked, crestfallen, not sure of what was going on. I reverted to the English language so that the others could understand what was going on as my hand went to her soaking pussy and felt the offending hair. Not much but enough to be punished for.
"I'm going to teach you some Japanese" I said. Fanny knew immediately what I was talking about and went to the big cupboard where I stored a lot of my toys. She took out a coil of 3/4" rough, spiky hemp rope and we proceeded to tie Ursula in a difficult and painful position as she lay on the floor. She moaned as the rough rope was tightly bound and tightened over her pussy to be fastened to the waist. Four times, the rope went, side by side to cover that slit and make it really uncomfortable if she tried to move. Three inches of painful irritation!

The Japanese punishment is not just tight bondage, not just helplessness, not just naked exposure. Japanese Bondage is an ancient Asian art of sadism that uses rough hemp rope to bind a woman, often in uncomfortable, asymetric positions. Knots of the rough, splintery rope are often placed on the most sensitive flesh.
Sometimes she is held tightly in wide exposure, her breasts squeezed taut by the course rope. Sometimes the girl can move and she is given a choice of two uncomfortable positions. One is tolerable but exhausting, the other is very uncomfortable but allows rest. She alternates between the two positions, grunting from the exertion or moaning in despair, often in the background as her masters go about their business.
I secured her with one leg tied upright to a bed post, her legs wide apart and her hands tied behind her in an awkward position. Even a slight movement would bring on the desired effect and produce the pain that I desired Ursula to feel.
"Lie still and it won't be too painful. I don't want to hear a sound out of you, if I do, you'll be there a lot longer. You have two hours to contemplate on what you did wrong. Scream or cry out aloud and I will make that three hours."
Tears ran down her cheeks and she wriggled to try to take the pain of those tight, spiky bonds biting into her tender white flesh. I left her and turned my attention to Eliza who was watching in utter fascination as I worked on Ursula.

"Eliza, my dear, would you wear my bracelets and anklets? You already wear the collar and the other things would compliment them." She looked at me with her big doe eyes.
"Of course, Uncle Sam. If that is what you desire of me. I only want to please you, you and Aunt Fanny have been so good to me that I am willing to do anything for you."

Fanny went to the cupboard once more, glancing down at Ursula who was moaning on the floor.
She gave me the things I required, a pair of black leather cuffs and anklets lined with soft leather and having a steel core. Small padlocks locked them in position and large gold rings attached to them, ensured that I could secure her in any position that I wanted. I locked her into them. Next, I put a belt on her made from the same material with a ring at the front, back and either side. She smiled at me as I locked it around her lovely slim waist.
"Oooh! Uncle Sam! You are so kind to me. I only want to be a good girl for you. You have given me an aim in life. Before I met you, I was suicidal and now I only want to give you the greatest pleasure. If I can do that, then I am happy."

Fanny removed her butt plug and I took Eliza's arsehole with out any lubricant to see how tight it was. She cried a little as I rammed my cock home. "A day or so longer with the plug, I think, but we are getting there" I said as I shot my load, lubricating her tender hole.

Fanny replaced the plug and I led Eliza into her own room.
"I have a little present for you in here" I said.
Her eyes opened with wonder as she saw the fairground horse in the corner. Made of solid wood, it was beautifully painted and gilded with the name 'Eliza' in a scroll on the neck.
"Is that for me, Uncle Sam?" she asked. "Can I ride it please?"
I smiled. "Of course you can, when the time is right, you will really ride it but not yet, maybe tomorrow. Sit on it as much as you like for now. She jumped into the saddle and put her feet into the stirrups. "Giddy up, horsey" She called out in childish glee and pretended to ride it. The butt plug hurt but she was soon having an orgasm as she rode the horse. I let her. I was really beginning to fall for my little, delicate Eliza. Tomorrow, she will ride the carousel horse for me.

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

Learning who the Boss is...

I was stunned to watch Uncle Sam and Aunt Fanny tie up Ursula so very tight and so awkwardly too. And all this because her pussy was not perfectly shaved. Heaven help me not to commit the same mistake and to keep them happy with me. Uncle Sam and Aunt Fanny are so devoted to me, so willing to educate me! And yet, Ursula doesn't look unhappy. This is all a big game since she allowed them to pin her easily against the bedpost while Uncle Sam's cock is growing wider and stiff. He looks like the god Min of Ancient Egypt, tall and slender with this huge cock pointing ahead of him. Yes, he is a god and we are his priestess, vying for his attentions..

Thanks to him and to Aunt Fanny, I'm starting to like sex a lot… even though I haven't been deflowered yet… I don't want to leave this place ever, to be sent back to the street, know hunger and dirt again, and finally… Or even worse: to be under my parents' roof again.
Of course, I am overjoyed to receive the four bracelets and belt: these are true awards. They're heavy but they are one more proof that Uncle Sam is happy with me and finds me worthy to wear them. I don't care to know what these new adornments are for. I feel like I'm walking on clouds and my nipples are erected with my overall excitement. All I know is that I want to become his queen. I promise myself that I'll do everything to get there.

The next wonderful thing to take place is Uncle Sam who's asking me to bend over in front of him. I obey immediately and tilt my ass upward: the - oh so painful! - butt plug is removed. Without wasting time to arouse me, Uncle Sam pushes his hard cock inside of me in a very matter-of-factly way. I feel like shouting: "Yessss!!!! Take me, I belong to you!" I'm so proud that he takes me "as is", in front of the other girls. Yes… so proud it's me instead of them. They're watching us and I can clearly feel Aunt Fanny's eyes on me, her anger as she is starting to become jaleous of me.

We're now in my bedroom and Uncle Sam shows me a carrousel horse. He doesn't know it, but I always dreamt of having such a toy in my bedroom. Maybe because of the wonderful "Mary Poppins" movie?
"Giddy up, horsey!!!" I'm riding it as if I was still a little girl and rubbing my clit on the wood … And of course, silly me, I'm cumming… I couldn't help it. I can't wait until I'm deflowered. And am introduced to clients… I'm rubbing my clit back and forth, tilting my hips to increase the sensation. "Aaaahhh…" I close my eyes: that was a nice little orgasm.

Uncle Sam looks at me with a smile: "Come here Eliza"
I get off the wooden horse and kneel in front of him, to give a kiss on the top of his cock.
"You're lucky we're alone my dear… If Aunt Fanny had been there, I would have had to punish you harshly again for pleasing yourself. She's very strict, as you may have noticed, and there's nothing like a woman's wrath! But since I'm not sure you did it on purpose and watching you cum was fun … I am only going to chain you up on the wall instead of paddling you. Come here girl…"
There are hooks in the wall, with thick steel chains attached to them. Since I never gave a close look at my own bedroom, I never noticed them. Uncle Sam ties me up with my back to the wall, arms and legs slightly outstretched. I can wriggle a little but I cannot free my self. Uncle Sam looks at me with a grin then lowers his head down to my pussy. His fingers pull my engorged labia apart:
"You smell like sex, Eliza… Ummmm….." He's licking my slit… It feels so good that I'm sure I'm getting juicy for him. He moans again: "Ummmmmm…. Feed me girl, feed me…" I close my eyes, and the very simple fact of being chained to the wall with him lapping at my slit is sending waves of pleasure throughout my body. My cunt pulses, calling for his big cock…
"Good girl… Ummmmm…. What a wonderful slut you make!"
I'm panting and thrusting my hips back and forth: "Take me, Uncle Sam, take me…"
"Ummmmmm……" His fingers are playing with my labia, pinching my clit' and rolling it between two hard fingers….
"Take me… Please… I belong to you… Take me…" I'm crying. This is maddening me, this desire for him.

He pulls his head away and stands up, looks at me right in the eyes:
"You're not the boss here, Eliza… I'm the boss… And I'm going to leave you alone so you calm down. That request of yours is not good, little girl. I'm not here to service you, that's your job."
He pinches my nipples forcefully. I'm letting a sharp cry of pain.
"Listen to me, girl! I'm fucking your ass too often the way it is and Fanny is getting jaleous of you. That pussy of yours will be auctioned and then it will be sold to whomever wants it. I'll stuff it with my cock, don't you worry about it, and I'll do it as a lover, yes… But don't you dare ask me to do anything to you, understood?"
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…" I'm bursting into tears.
Uncle Sam whispers to my ear: "It's OK… You're so young… Always be a good, obedient girl and you'll have me at your feet…"

 

[Uncle Sam]

Riding the horse

Poor Eliza. Her little virginal cunt was crying out for my cock and I refused it to her. By the time I do break her in, she will be more than willing to do anything that I ask off her.

"Eliza, my sweet angel, I love you very much. Much more than the other girls. Just in case you think that Fanny is the love of my life, you would be wrong. She is just one of my girls, the same as that little Xhosa girl, Dulcie. She does get very jealous though. To show my love for you, I've brought you a rose."

I held the long stemmed, red rose, so that she could smell it and then placed it flower forward, between her legs. Pulling it forward aginst her clit, she screamed as the thorny stem dug into that tender morsel. I slowly drew the stem backwards and forwards until her little cunt was bleeding from the thorns, ignoring her pleas to stop. Soon she had a violent orgasm and although the pain was very sharp, she smiled at me.

"Oh! Uncle Sam! Thank you..thank you. Do you really love me? I don't want to demand anything from you, my life will be devoted to giving you pleasure, no matter what you want from me, I will be your most willing servant"

I looked tenderly at her and released her from her bonds.
"You like the horse I gave you? Today I want you to ride it properly"

Her eyes lit up, she didn't know that I'd made a few modifications to it. Now, in place of the Tapaderos, or stirrup leathers, metal plates hung down the sides culminating in footrests. The pole was now at the back instead of the centre. I asked her to get onto it. The saddle had been removed and the back of the horse was quite smooth. Using her bracelets, I fastened them to the pole behind her and I also fastened the collar to it so that she couldn't bend her head forward.

"Stand up, my love, you are nearly ready to ride it. When you do, I don't want to hear a sound from you. Understand? She nodded dumbly and stood on the footplates. I pressed a buton under the tail and a board like an inverted 'V' rose up from where tha saddle had been till it pressed on her moist slit. She winced and stood on her tiptoes to try and escape that sharp edge. I lowered it a few inches. After a minute or two her muscles got tired and she tried to sit on the board but the pain was too much and she gave a little groan as she raised up again.
I watched fascinated as the leg muscles got tired quicker and quicker, her cunt hitting the board more and more. I examined the labia. Red, swollen and bruised but her juices dripping from that tasty little slit. I put some on my fingers and made her lick it off. Only five minutes had gone by and I had decided to give her fifteen on my new contraption. I will increase the time each time she rides it. Her body is jerking up and down, up and down, trying to escape that terrible board that is hurting so much! Tears are running down Eliza's cheeks and onto her naked breasts, her nipples standing hard with the combined pain and pleasure. I ran my hands over them, pinching and rolling them in my fingers till she went into another orgasm when she dropped to the board again.

"Oh Eliza! I do really love you! You understand though that I have to teach you to obey and accept anything that I or anyone that I may sell your body to requires of you?"

Between wincing with pain, she tried to nod at me. The collar stopping any real movement.

Ten minutes. Another five to go. Eliza was nearly passing out in agony. One minute can be so slow when you are in absolute pain. I examined her again. Really swollen this time but the creamy juice was still flowing! Her face was ashen and perspiring, I wonder if she can hold out. I hope so.

Suddenly, the door opened and Fanny stormed in.
"What the hell are you doing to her?" She shouted. I looked coldly at her.
"How dare you question me? You are just my slave and I am your master! After I have finished with Eliza, you will ride the horse while I take Eliza out on the town. I shouldn't be more than an hour or two. Now shut up!"

I released my love from the horse. She fell into my arms and I laid her tenderly onto the bed and asked her to keep her legs open all the time.
"Always keep your cunt and arshole available for any man who wants it. Always sleep with your legs wide apart. If you are found sleeping in any other position, I may have to punish you" I said and kissed her lovingly.

Fanny stood watching. I made her suck my dick right down so that she wouldn't have the pleasure of tasting my spunk and then told her to mount the horse. She did so with reluctance and when I adjusted the board she cried out.

I dressed Eliza in a low cut white 'see through' blouse and a small mini skirt - that was all apart from some black shoes. We went out, hand in hand to explore the town.

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

It’s one of those beautiful summer days, where the air is a s warm as a lover’s embrace.
I followed Uncle Sam outside and as I went down the marble steps of the main door, my calves were sore. The pain was so acute that it made me wince. I couldn’t… for the life of me, I couldn’t walk any further…

“Uncle Sam…”
He turned to face me: “What?” His tone was still carrying his early anger at Fanny
“I… I’m so sorry… Forgive me, my muscles are too sore.. I can’t walk!”
He sighed: ‘Very well. You’ll be able soon enough to stand for hours one those two cute little legs of yours… We’ll drive.”

So he took me to the botanical gardens and told me that it was one of his favorite places. Luckily, we were able to park in a back alley close to the main gate. As I stepped inside the gardens, I marveled immediately at the lush vegetation that surrounded us… It gave the visitor a feeling of entering a jungle far, so far away from England.
Uncle Sam was holding me by the hand and leading be on paths that seem to go to unforeseen plants, green monsters that almost encroached upon the alley.

He pulled me close to him and looked down at my breasts with a smile: “Look at those perky nipples of yours… Aren’t they beautiful?”
The rosy points stood erected, trying to pierce through the see through blouse’s thin white cloth. I had never been walking around without a bra and I felt so indecent! I was sweating due to the greenhouse’s moist atmosphere; actually, quite a few men had fixated my breasts, feasting their eyes upon the areolas and nipples revealed by the blouse.
Uncle Sam looked left and right, and seeing that no one was near, he lifted the blouse and pinched both my nipples. The pleasure was so intense that I closed my eyes and threw my head backwards. He rolled my tender nipples between his hard fingers and I clutched his waist, trying to control my excitement.

“Eliza… Eliza…” His voice was soft and pressing.. “Eliza… You belong to me… don’t you?…”
“Yes… Yes I do…”
“Look at me, Eliza… Will you do anything I’ll ask you , anything I want from you?”
The pressure of his fingers on my nipples was unbearable… and yet I loved it and my crotch was starting to tense, calling him… calling his cock….
“Eliza… Do you love me?”
Tears swelled in my eyes… I started to sob…
“Yes… Yes… I love you…”

He immediately released my nipples and took me in his arms.
“So I am going to ask you for a proof… And you’ll do what I’m going to ask you because you love me, don’t you?”
My head was nestled on his left shoulder
“Yes… I want to…”
“Listen, there’s an old friend of mine who’s been waiting for us, here in this garden… You are going to be good to him… I want you to suck on his cock and make him cum in your mouth … He’ll pay you for it… Say Yes…”
“Yes…”
“Fine… Let me check you out…”
I knew what he meant so, with the joy only a obedient girl can understand, I opened my legs for him to allowed his hand on my pussy. His fingers slid between my labia and found them soaking wet. He gave me a quick rub on the clit’, as a reward.
“Good girl… Let’s go, your first client is waiting.”

Not very far from us a man was standing close to a huge sycamore. Of course, he had watched us and his eyes now feasted on my nipples swaying under the crumpled blouse.
"Sam... She look even better than the last one... Is she a virgin too?"
Uncle Sam answered politely: "Of course. And you'll be invited to the auction Without looking at me, he ordered: "Show him your pussy."
I blushedolently and obeyed, lifting my black mini skirt. The man grinned: "And she's shaved! Looked at those labia...Nice, very nice... Turn around, girl..."
I looked at Uncle Sam and he nodded. Once more, I obeyed.
"Nice arse!"
Uncle Sam's hands came on my buttocks and he parted them: "I'm having that hole enlarged by buttplugs; it should be over soon."
"Good... Very good. Sam, here's the money. Where do we put her to work?"
"My car. It's around the corner."

I followed them, trying to concentrate on the moment, to engulf this botanical gardens around us, its colors and fragrances.
There is no more going back. I 'll be the best hooker there is!

 

[Uncle Sam]

Eliza's first client

I watched Eliza, my lovely Eliza, through the rear view mirror as they sat in the back seat of my Rolls Royce car. Plenty of room to spread her legs and she let his hand slide down to her pussy and play with her clit. She undid his flies and took out his cock. I knew already the size of it and it was huge! Her eyes stared in disbelief as she took it out and ran her hands over it. "Your cock is so lovely and big" She said to him, and wondered how she would get it into her mouth. He laid back and let her massage it before she started to lick it all over. He let her do as she liked before she took it all in her mouth swallowed that huge cock as I had taught her. Right down her throat! He wanted to keep it down there but my poor darling was having difficulty breathing and I had to warn him about it.It took a good five minutes before his cum erupted into her mouth. "swallow my spunk!" He ordered in a gruff voice. As she did so, gulping down the juice avidly, the warm and salty juice that she loved so much, he pulled out, splattering the cum over her face and hair. It ran down over her eyes and lips. Her pink tongue came out to lick it off.
"That was good" He said to me. " You have trained her well!"

He got out of the car without a backward glance and I handed a box of tissues to Eliza. "You'd better get cleaned up" I said, as I drove of in the direction of the park. "we still have to show your pussy around"

We parked in front of the park gates and I led her to a 'Summer seat' or what you might call a 'ParkBench' I told her to open her legs and she obeyed me instantly. Men strolled or jogged along the path and some went red at the sight of her little bald pussy while others couldn't keep there eyes off it! One old man fell off his bicycle and I had to help him up. He rode off mumbling that he'd never seen anything like it!

As I was sitting a distance from Eliza, a man of around 30 came and sat between us and put his hand on her knee.

 

[CourtesanBeryl]

Eliza's second client

Oh, I can't believe this is happening to me… I just had this first client, on the leather back seat of Uncle Sam's big car. I thought it would have been more difficult than that, taking the cock of a complete stranger in my mouth and just do to me what I had been doing to Uncle Sam… That man had such an enormous staff, it was a bit scary… But it went pretty well since he ended up shooting his load into my mouth and even spread some on my face.
It was done pretty quickly and Uncle Sam seemed to be satisfied. Soon I'll have my share of the money!
This is not as awful as I feared it would be. For the first time in my life, I feel I have been useful to someone and… there's some pride, yes, that I am able to do what is required of me and that I do it well. My first client even told Uncle Sam that I am well trained! He didn't say anything to me, but his comment felt like a little compliment.
Yes… I think I can do this, for as long as I can. And be good at it. I want to earn a good life for myself and, all in all, this is an easy way to do it!

Uncle Sam takes me back to the park and orders me to sit on a bench with my legs parted. He next has me leaning backward as if I were trying to catch some sun on my pale skin.. I begin to blush and if it hadn't been for him sitting nearby as if he were there by pure chance, I would have run away. But I know that if I were to do that, his punishment would be unbearable…

My nipples pointing underneath my thin see through blouse help to attract males' attention. I can see their eyes go quickly from my breasts down to my exposed slit. These strangers I had never seen are all, one after the other, peeping underneath my skirt… It almost feels like a rape each time they lower their eyes and widen them to get a better peek, but I enjoy it very much: I have never received so much undivided attention!

One man walks by again and again to finally sit down between Uncle Sam and me. He puts his hand on my knee and asks in a soft tone: "How much?"
My heart jumps in my chest: a second client! I'm so excited that I can't speak.
"How much?"
Uncle Sam answers for me: "You can touch her cunt for free… But she'll take a twenty if you want a blow job."
The man slides his hand immediately between my legs and my body stiffens at it. His middle finger goes by my clit and enters my pussy.
Uncle Sam grasps the man's arm: "Hold it right there… The girl is still a virgin… Do you have money with you?"
The man stutters: "Ye-ye-yes…. Where can we do it?"
"In my car. Show me you got money with you." The man pulls his hand away from my crotch and takes his wallet out: it is full with bills.

This second client is easy to satisfy… I have him moan in a matter of minutes and he pushes my head down on his cock, as if it were a big one! His cum tastes different too, somewhat acidic.
He gives the money to Uncle Sam, with a business card. And he leaves the car without saying a word.

Uncle Sam seems to be happy about my performances: "My girl, come here and work on my cock while I talk to you."
I crawl towards the front of the car and unzip his pants then take his limp cock in my hands. Uncle Sam smiles at me: "No blowjob this time: I want you to masturbate it so you can listen to me. You've earned 40 pounds in less than an hour. That's a good start, but with those pretty lips of yours, I'm sure you can do a lot better than that… Squeeze it more, girl, you're too gentle. Ummmmm… Good… First, I have to finish your education. As soon as you're what I call a "lady", that cute virgin pussy of yours will be auctioned. It should cover my expenses for spending time with you. Ummmm… Look, there's some precum already. Lick it, girl."
I lower my head and my tongue touches the drop of clear liquid at the tip of his cock. Uncle Sam takes hold of my head: "Get on your seat and turn your arse towards the window…"
I obey quickly: I crouch on the seat with my head still down, close to his erected penis. Uncle Sam's hand goes to my skirt and lifts it upward to my waist, exposing my naked flesh. "Spread your legs girl…" I obey again and I just know what is coming next.

He opens the electric window and speaks loud. Just as I thought, there is someone standing outside the car.
"Good afternoon! It's a five if you want to watch, and a twenty if you want a blowjob from her."
"I'll pay for both, man… How much to fuck her arse?"
"A fifty. That arse has never been sold."
"A fifty? I'll stick to the blowjob, man. And I'll watch her first too. It's a five, right?"
"Yes. Now watch: that slut is working so hard, she's going to make me cum…"

Uncle Sam gives a couple of thrusts, pushing his hard cock inside my throat.
"Aaaaaaaaah!"
The warm juice invades my mouth and throat; I close my eyes, enjoying the gift.
He sighs then pushes my head away; he sits up and pats my head gently.
"Come in the car Sir and pay first."
I turn around to watch my next customer: he's a black man, tall and very handsome.