Whipped Into Shape

~ She was barely able to stay upon her feet, her being bound was all that kept her there.. she was shuddering hard from the intense orgasm. His words of praise washed over her, and she felt herself blush slightly. She was glad she had pleased Him, that was all she wanted in life.

He left here there, she daring not to move, altho her body trembled. Her eyes followed His movements, she wanted to question, but dared not, knowing she must stay silent. What would He do now? She was not even sure she could withstand another orgasm like that one, that was for sure.

Another refinement... He had said...

Swallowing hard, she lowered her head and eyes to await His return to her... her mind already racing once more. The images she saw were sexual and erotic and involved Him and her only. She knew she had fallen in love with Him, or at least some kind of love. The love of a slave for a Master. Her thoughts ran the gammit from making love with Him to marriage, a idea that had never crossed her mind. He would not marry her, she was not good enough for that, she was just a slave.. ~
 
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I returned, carrying the nipple clamps, and tilted her chin upwards, allowing her to see them. Here eyes widened somewhat, and she gasped in surprise.

Releasing her chin, I curled my fingers under her right breast, lifting, and squeezing, pushing the now extrememly hard nipple even higher.
Circling it with my lips, I sucked hard, before biting it, and pulling. Releasing her, I admired my handiwork, the nipple was now wet, hard, and almost purple in color. Quickly i attached the clamp, tightening the bar, to hold it in place.

Then the left breast, same procedure, suck, bite and attach. Using both hands, I chuckled to myself, as I jiggled the two ounce weights, now hanging from my slave, from my tits.

"Perfection slut, they look as if they were made for you."

Taking an ice cube from the bowl, I slipped it between her cherry redlips, and into her mouth, telling her that she may well need to suck on it shortly.

Taking hold of the long glass dildo, I moved it around in the ice, before slowly raising it. One handing spreading my wet and puffy pussy lips.

Slowly, carefully, I nudged at the beautiful pink love hole, with the bulbous glass head, rubbing it against my cunt, picking up the nectar, that was there in abundance now. Pulling it away for a moment, to taste my bitch, before pressing firmly against my cunt once more.
 
~ Her eyes widened at the sight of the nipple clamps. For a moment, the slightest hint of fear flickered in those eyes. Her breath caught, but she dared not say anything. Sheraz knew nipple clamps well, for they were used often during her training, and, she hated them. Yet she knew He desired to see them upon her, desired her to feel them. She was there to fulfill His desires and nothing more.

First His hand, fingers, then His mouth, took her nipple, making her gasp, moan in pleasure. His suckling felt exquisite, she wanted to beg for more, but the pleasure was soon replaced by pain as the clamp bit into the tender flesh. She held her breath, her body shaking as first one, then the other, was applied.

Perfection slut, they look as if they were made for you."
She could barely nod in return, the sensation racing thru her. She wanted to beg Him to take them from her, but she did not. She would not.

Her eyes closed for a moment, only to snap open again as the ice cube is presented to her. Moistened lips embracing and suckling it into her mouth. Seconds later, the pain from her nipples was almost forgotten as she felt the ice cold touch of the dildo.. Her body tensed, shook, and a muffled cry erupts past her lips. He paid her no heed and continued to tease her, the cold sending chilling waves racing thru her veins, a moment later and He pulled that cold dildo back and replaced it with the warmth of His lips and tongue, licking at the chilled flesh of her sex, her clit. She could not silence the muffled cry that came from her then, she hissing in her breath...

The touch of the icey dildo once again, she shaking her head no, not realizing she was doing so.. her body shuddered almost violently from the cascade of sensations and emotions that were gripping her. He continued His torture...

warmth and wet, tongue and lips

cold and hard, dildo

warmth and wet

cold and hard

She could barely stay conscious during this, the revolving manipulations were driving her nearly crazy. Her body was on the verge of extreme pain and extreme pleasure. She fought to remain in control of her reactions and could not..

warmth and wet

Sheraz suddenly exploded in orgasm, a violent climas shaking thru her body. She screaming out as the ice in her mouth melted, unable to stop what was happening. Her sex tightened, spasmed, pulsed. The weights from the nipple clamps swinging as she quaked.. a flood of her juices, sweet and thick, spilled from her... she was shaking her head NO... trying to fight it back to no avail... a look of pure terror came to her eyes ... she knew she was not supposed to cum like that... she knew she had done wrong.. and amidst all that was happening, she went pale.... ~
 
Once again, she disobeyed me, an orgasm, and a very strong orgasm at that, one that I had not given permission for.

I stepped aside, my eyes flashing in anger, as I threw the glass dildo, and watched it shatter as it hit the wall.

Standing, looking at her, calming myself, and my breathing, while I thought out a suitable punishment.

Ten minutes later, my plans were set, I moved to her, her, this disobedient slut, with eyes now downcast in shame. Removing the nipple clamps,. I returned them to their rightful place, and then picked up my cellphone.

"Davis..... I need Monika here, as soon as you can...... 20 minutes?OK, thats fine, but there wil be some refinements, just a moment, I need a little privacy here."

Leaving the dungeon, I explained to Davis, exactly what my requirements were, before returning, and donning my robe. Sitting in my chair, I waited in silence for the doorbell to ring. Swiftly moving to answer it some 25 minutes later.

After spending some time talking quietly in the hallway, Monika and I walked into the dungeon, she wearing a long black leather coat.

"This is Monika slut, lift up your eyes, and look upon her."

I waited for a moment, while the command was executed to my satisfaction, and then instructed Monika to disrobe. Slipping off the coat, she let it fall to the floor, standing before my whore, wearing a red corset, with her pierced tits hanging free. A red open crotch thong, set of with red stockings, and 5 inch heels completed her outfit.

Handing Monika a small velvet bag, I said "Now"

She moved quickly, standing behind my tethered slave, and fitting the ball gag, next, the blindfold. Then she moved closer, pressing her tits against the slut, as her hands explored my whores body, and she started to whisper softly in sheraz`s ear.

"So slut, you disobey your Lord, and now He, in His wisdom, has decided to punish you. But not the punishment of pain little whore, Your Lord is much more subtle than that. You will stand here, tethered, in darkness, unable to speak.

And you will listen, and hear, as I suck His dick, and He eats my cunt, and my ass, before He fists, and fucks both. You will hear how a good slut behaves, a slut who knows her place, and follows orders. He will not speak, there is no need, all that you will hear will be me, and my moaning slut"


I nodded once at Monika, and she moved away, the room once more was silent.

A silence that lasted for a good five minutes, before the sounds of Monika, sucking cock, and moaning started to spread around the dungeon, gaining in their volume and intensity.
 
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~ The strike of the glass dildo, the sound of it as it shattered into what seemed like hundreds of peices echoing thru the dungeon. Sheraz could not stop the trembling that raced thru her.. She hadn't meant for it to happen, she had desperately tried to keep control, but it had been too much for her, and her body betrayed her.

Her head and eyes lowered, skin pale.. she was terrified and ashamed, and so wanted to beg Him to forgive her, that she had lost control and not meant to disobey Him.. but she knew better. She was a slave. She had disobeyed, she would be.... punished.

His phone call, at least parts of it heard, before He donned His robe and settled in His chair. Sheraz fought the tears that threatened to come, managing to keep them at bay, some how..

"This is Monika slut, lift up your eyes, and look upon her."

Slowly, Sheraz lifted her eyes, moist with those held back tears, to look upon the woman before her. She was stunning in her outfit of bright, firey red.. long golden blonde hair and deep emerald green eyes.. she wondered for a moment who she was, but knew, she was about to find out.

"Now"

Sheraz was gagged, the ball gag opening her mouth painfully, then blindfolded by the woman, whose hands explored her trembling body. Sheraz managing to keep silent the moans that wanted to slip past that ball gag.. as the woman, Monika, touched her, she pausing at her sore nipples to roll them between her slender fingers...


"So slut, you disobey your Lord, and now He, in His wisdom, has decided to punish you. But not the punishment of pain little whore, Your Lord is much more subtle than that. You will stand here, tethered, in darkness, unable to speak. And you will listen, and hear, as I suck His dick, and He eats my cunt, and my ass, before He fists, and fucks both. You will hear how a good slut behaves, a slut who knows her place, and follows orders. He will not speak, there is no need, all that you will hear will be me, and my moaning slut"


Sheraz felt as if her whole world had suddenly come to a halt at those words.. her eyes, beneath the blindfold, close, she desperately fighting the tears..

The silence was overwhelming... wrapping around her, only to be broken some minutes later, by the sounds of suckling, licking, and a woman's moaning.

Sheraz did everything she could think of to block out the sounds.. but they only got... worse... more intense. She knew what was going on, with every moan from Monika.... every sound that eminated from either her or her Master as He tasted of the slave, another slave, someone other than she... Monika's cries of pleasure began to get to her.. her body shaking on her bindings.. the tears finally breaking free... her head hung down, as she cried beneath the blindfold and gag... every sound she heard, ripped into her heart...

why..

why was she such a failure... such a disappointment... the pain inside her only grew... her mind seeing what was happening and her heart breaking ever so slowly...~
 
I watched sheraz, seeing her head drop, and the tears that flowed, incessantly almost, as the action took place.


Then, I looked at Monika, bent over the bed, legs spread, as her male companion rammed his fat hard cock into her. Alternating between her cunt, and her asshole, while she cried out for more, begging "Her Lord" to hurt her, and fuck her harder.

Silently I stood, moving across to where sheraz was, tethered and crying. Standing behind her, and moving aside her hair, I kissed the back of her neck, while my fingers massaged the crack of her ass. moving up and down slowly.

Using two fingers, I opened up my sluts ass, then moved them to my pussy. Sliding into her easily, as my thumb entered the other orifice. Fucking both holes with one hand, I pulled her head back, and whispered softly into her ear.

"If you wish your Lord`s forgiveness, you will come when the blindfold is removed, and you see Monika neing fucked hard, simply because I command it whore."

Releasing her head, I finger fucked her faster, harder, and my free hand ripped away the blindfold.
 
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~ The sounds were slowly ripping her apart... she had never felt such pain, such deep pain, as she did in those moments, hearing those sounds. She felt ashamed that she had so disappointed Him, that He sought pleasure in another, if she could do it all over again, she would hold back that orgasm with every ounce of strength she had.

Sheraz was lost in her despair, she only hearing the sounds that Monika made, those sounds of the ultimate of pleasure, of a slave doing as she should, a slave pleasing a Master, when she felt the touch... as soon as His fingers brushed along the back of her neck, casting aside her long dark hair, she felt herself respond... her muffled sobs catching, her body tensing and arching back to that touch... it was His touch, she was sure of it. His lips, the feel of His breath, His fingers.. her body felt as if it were onfire, the sensations 10 fold of what she had felt before with the dildo.. She did not question in her mind how He was touching her now, yet Monika was still moaning and she could still distinctly hear the sounds of sex...

His fingers were inside her, she instantly becoming dripping, soaking wet. The warmth of her arousal coating His fingers, the tightenss grasping at Him, both her pussy and ass, as if not wishing to ever let go. If she could have spoken then, if she had not been gagged, she would have thanked Him, thanked Him for touching her, for bringing her back from that abyss of despair that she thought she was going to fall into only a moment before..

Her head is pulled back as His fingers tighten into her mane, His other hand still working her pussy and ass.. the whole of her form rocking to His caress....

"If you wish your Lord`s forgiveness, you will come when the blindfold is removed, and you see Monika being fucked hard, simply because I command it whore."

His voice was like water to a thirsting slave.. She needed His touch, His want, His need, HIs desire, His dominance to survive...

Her head came forward as He released it, His fingers still buried inside her, the blindfold was ripped free, her eyes coming into focus, seeing the woman, the slave, on the bed, another male, rapidly fucking her, NOT her Master... NOT Jason....

The climax that came flooding over her was almost violent, she allowing her pent up emotions to roar loose as she came.. her body shook vilently against Him, the walls of both her pussy and ass tighten, grasping His fingers and thumb, holding them within her ... she desperately trying to cry out around the ball gag... biting down on it as she screams behind it... leaning back into Him for support... spasming.... caught in the throes of the most intense orgasm she had ever had... ~
 
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The orgasm, the response to my command, was almost perfect in its execution, and power. I knew now for certain that sheraz was mine, body and soul.
I also knew that she has learned a lesson tonight, a valuable lesson, regarding my wishes and desires, and the consequences of failure.

I spoke to the couple on the bed.

"Finish it and leave now, Davis will pay you, I will call him, and you shall receive a 100% bonus."

Ten minutes later we were alone, and I released the ballgag, followed by sheraz`s arms. Taking her in my arms, I carried her to the bed, softly speaking, and telling her to rest awhile. I left her for a moment, to pour us both some wine, and then sat on the edge of the bed.

"So now you see sheraz, punishment does not always equate with physical pain, indeed, mental pain can be so much more hurtful. But, it is over now, and I shall not speak of this again.
Mind you, we do have some unfinished business? And there is still one glass dildo left I believe."


Sipping my wine, I smiled at her, and reached out to stroke her soft breast. Scratching gently at the still hard nipple.

"The night is not yet over My love, and, Sir has yet to enter you, and satisfy His lust for you. Place a pillow under your hips, and lie back, while I fetch the dildo, and the wine bottle from the fridge."

Moving to the fridge, I grasped the wine bottle, making sure there was enough liquid left for my purpose. Moving back to the bed, I retrieved the bowl of now almost melted ice, and placed the glass dildo in it, at the side of the bed.
 
~ She was still trembling when He laid her to the bed, leaving her for a moment to fetch Himself and her a glass of wine. She was allowed to sit up and sip as He spoke..

"So now you see sheraz, punishment does not always equate with physical pain, indeed, mental pain can be so much more hurtful. But, it is over now, and I shall not speak of this again.
Mind you, we do have some unfinished business? And there is still one glass dildo left I believe."


She nodded to His words as her body lay back on the bed, the wine set aside. His hand cupping under the weight of her breast, caressing as He talked, His finger playing lightly over the still aroused nipple. The feeling making her whimper just a little as she shifts slightly to His touch, wanting more, needing more. The lesson He had taught her had been well learned, and was deeply imprinted now in her mind. She never wanted to feel hurt like that again... ever...

"I love You" she manages to whisper between the low purrs that His touch brought from her lips...

"The night is not yet over My love, and, Sir has yet to enter you, and satisfy His lust for you. Place a pillow under your hips, and lie back, while I fetch the dildo, and the wine bottle from the fridge."

"yes... Master"


The pillow was slipped beneath her hips, lifting her slightly, her back arching. She lay there calm, awaiting His return, which was momentarily.

She was not sure what He intended, but would do whatever He wished... She wanted desperately to please Him, to redeem herself in His eyes for her disobediance earlier. ~
 
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