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(F/f , reluc, humiliation, bondage, training)

Sara and Ms Davies
By Jamb

Sara screamed out as the searing pain pierced her flesh, her open mouth dropping the candle to the floor. Furious, Alex grabbed some duct tape and wrapped it round her mouth, leaving her whimpering helplessly. That’ll stop that screaming, he chuckled to himself, before grabbing a chair and relaxing, resting his feet on his helpless slave’s back as she tossed and turned, trying to stop the wax from hitting her thighs. Alex turned on the television, laughing every so often as Sara jolted up from the pain of the wax. Soon Sara could feel the heat of the candle near her ass. It was melting down, and soon it would bubble and melt around her ass, causing her more pain than she could imagine. Her desperate pleas turned into wails for mercy something Alex noticed eventually, once his television show had finished. He looked down at her ass and yanked the candle out, making Sara both yelp in pain and thank him thousands of times through her gag. Alex smiled, before lowering himself to just next to her ear. I don’t want to hurt you that badly, Sara. Besides…that orifice will come in handy in a few minutes. He laughed, before grabbing Sara by the hair and taking her to the kitchen. He searched the room for something to tie her to drawers, hooks before settling on a nice little position where she would be bent over the stove, her breasts touching the cooker. He checked to see it wasn’t on or anything first could have been a nasty surprise. He grabbed Sara and threw her onto the stove, tying her hands to the hook round the back and her feet to the handles of the stove at the front. Her ass was well-exposed and, as ever, beautiful. Alex licked his lips, and took up a spatula by the side. He had been making pancakes before, but this was a much better use of this particular kitchen utensil. He tore off the duct tape and began to stride around the room. We’re going to make this interesting, slut. You’re going to give me reasons to spank you. I want you to list every time you fucked up in our relationship, and for each thing, I’ll spank you five times. Sounds like fun, eh? Sara moaned in reluctant agreement. Good. Well. Let’s begin. Silence greeted Alex as Sara struggled to think of any times she had done anything wrong in their relationship she’d been pretty good, as she recalled. Alex grabbed the spatula and started to spank in fury. Fine! I’ll get things started off! Sara began to scream as her ass started to go red from the dozens of thwacks she was receiving. Alex was just angrily screaming out reasons for her punishment, not caring about the rules he had just set. That time you wouldn’t put out on our third date! That time you invited your friends over here without asking me! That time you threw a big party here without consulting me! That time you were wrong about me smashing that vase but wouldn’t admit it! He threw down the spatula and stared at his helpless slut. Your turn. Three reasons. Now. Sara, still writhing about in pain, began to blurt out words in the hope that they would make reasons.

“That…that time I accused you of being unfaithful, Master Thwack thwack thwack thwack thwack. Sara yelped in pain at each one whilst Alex chuckled, striding about with his makeshift whip, looking like the tyrant he had always dreamed of being. That time I kissed your co-worker at the Christmas party, Master Alex looked shocked. He didn’t know about that. He gave her an extra five just for that lying slutty hypocrite.

“Last one, whore. Come on, you can do it. Sara was still sobbing from the last ten spanks. She knew what he wanted to hear she bit her lip and swallowed her pride.

“That…time I left you to start a new life in San Francisco. Alex laughed, and spanked her extra hard for that.

“Good bitch. Knew exactly what I wanted to hear. Still won’t spare you from your final punishment though Sara heard the unzipping of his trousers and her eyes widened. This was it. Her rape she knew it was coming. She began her futile begging she’d do anything to avoid this. Alex sighed, grabbing the roll of duct tape again. Your mouth has served its purpose. Now let’s get down to business. He wrapped it round her head before lowering his trousers, allowing his cock to spring out. Sara was struggling furiously against her bonds now the final humiliation was just too much for her. Alex laughed as he rested his cock on her ass. Ooh, feels good, doesn’t it? Don’t worry, you whore. It gets better. He slowly started to circle the ass with his cock, before easing himself in. Sara gasped as his cock began to enter her with every inch she sobbed a little bit more. Slowly but surely he had the entire thing in her ass, and just as slowly and just as surely he began to pump in and out, accelerating ever so slightly after every pump. Sara moaned through her gag, utterly helpless to stop him and his ever rising speed. Soon Alex was pumping furiously, fucking her without mercy not that she wasn’t begging for it loving that slopping sound as he went in and out of her ass at an amazing rate. He started to slap her ass, just to make sure she wasn’t enjoying it, and laughing at her as she made almost sheeplike noises through the gag. Hah, you enjoying this, you bitch? Does your lesbian mistress do this to you, eh? Stupid whoooore! He pulled her hair, forcing her upwards as he came, before throwing her back down once he had finished. Oh, yeah. That was good, wasn’t it, whore! Sara moaned in disapproval as Alex removed his cock, covered in blood and shit. Ugh. Have to wipe that off. He did so on her ass, much to the horror of Sara.

He stood back to admire his handy-work, before realising it was missing just that little something. He grabbed a permanent marker and began to write on his slut’s back, chuckling as he did so writing out FUCK ME HERE with a big arrow pointing to her ass. He looked at the permanent marker and laughed. Why not make her humiliation worse? He cut her free something which was quite risky as she was kicking out now, tears rolling down her face and placed her on a chair, tying her back to it, exposing her lovely breasts to him again. His canvas! He began to get to work, writing and abusing his lovely temporary whore. Once he was finished, he had to go get his camera Sara looked at him with those big, innocent eyes whilst covered in profanities. He took ten, perhaps twenty pictures of Sara what a sight she was. On her left breast, Alex had written DUMB WHORE on her right COCKSUCKING BITCH”. Just below her breasts it said STUPID SLUT FOR USE”, and, of course, just above her cunt, he had written USE ME HERE”. On her arms he had written TIE ME UP AND ABUSE ME his little serving suggestion, almost. He sat there, laughing at her for a while, before untying her and dragging her upstairs by her hair. She whimpered all the way, his little piece of art, knowing what was going to happen next. Alex used to have a really big dog, which often scared the neighbours. Just to keep them happy, he bought a cage, in which he would put the dog every time it misbehaved. The dog had died long ago, but the cage remained. She knew where she would be staying the night. Alex opened the door to his bedroom and found the cage it was a lot smaller than Sara had imagined. He smiled, and opened the door. Crawl in, bitch. A dog house for a dog. How appropriate. He laughed as she crawled into the cage, just managing to squeeze in. He slammed the door closed, and padlocked it, just to make sure she wouldn’t escape in the night. Well, goodnight, whore. Sleep tight! Alex laughed, getting into his warm cosy bed as Sara struggled to make herself comfortable in this barred monstrosity. Once again, she was going to have trouble sleeping because of her new life as a whore. She sighed, and rubbed her sore ass.

The doorbell rang at some ungodly hour 10am. Alex woke up, half-wondering if last night’s abuse had been all but a dream he looked over at his humiliated and caged beauty and smiled. It most definitely had not. He ran downstairs in only a robe to answer the door, and became exceptionally embarrassed when it was a rather tall brunette.

Can I help you? Alex said, trying to appear a little bit civilised towards this woman who was clearly enjoying seeing him only in his robe.

Yes. I’m here to pick up my slave. It suddenly all clicked for Alex, and bizarrely he felt less subconscious, feeling as though he actually knew this woman.

Right. Right, yeah, she was great. Thank you so much. Alex ran upstairs and unlocked the cage, grabbing Sara (who was not quite awake yet) by the hair, causing her to scream out. He quickly slapped her across the face. Oi, you little bitch! Do as I say, or I just might not let you go home now! Sara’s face lit up, only to be extinguished as Alex pulled her hair first down the stairs and to her Mistress. Ms Davies looked at Sara, and the writing on her back, with amusement.

I take it this is your work? She looked over at everything, particularly liking, it seemed, the STUPID SLUT FOR USE below her breasts.

Yeah, sorry. It comes straight off. Alex was still rather sheepish about his actions last night he might have crossed a line in drawing on someone else’s slut.

No, no, don’t worry about it. We’ll have some fun with it. With that, she grabbed Sara by the hair, as Alex had, and dragged her to the car. Well, slave. You passed with flying colours. Did you have a good time? Sara, who was still duct-taped from last night, shook her head vehemently. Ms Davies laughed. Good. I don’t like my bitches having fun whilst I’m not there. Get in the trunk, whore. Sara reluctantly got into the trunk of the car, and, just as something to add to her new slavery, Ms Davies handcuffed her hands and feet together, making her adorably stretched out and begging for a kinder position as she closed the trunk door. Ms Davies drove off, waving to Alex all the way, chuckling as she did so. After about an hour, in the middle of a large wood, Ms Davies stopped the car, and walked back over to the trunk. Staring down at her slave, who was dumbfounded as to why they had stopped, she smiled whilst looking at the writing just above her cunt USE ME HERE”.

Oh, I just thought I’d take the advice of Alex’s writing, she said, holding up a strap-on and some ropes, before grabbing her squealing slave and carrying her off into the woods.

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