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Collected by Djian
update july 28 - 2008
Little Flower
by Stillbehindblueeyes
stillbehindblueeyes@yahoo.com
Chapters 5
WARNING:
This story is fiction, and should be treated as such. The
following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and
contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult,
or reading sex stories upset you, DO NOT read any further. If it
is illegal in your location, DO NOT read it.
Editor: massivereader
Little Flower couldn't stand on her own as Killian freed her from the table, her legs felt like rubber. He lifted her and half carried her toward the open door to the padded closet. Her wrists were still bound in heavy leather cuffs lined with soft fur. He reached in the room and pulled down a chain and hooked the cuffs. She watched as he pulled the chain and her arms lifted. Her eyes pleaded with him but he just placed his hand on her burning bottom and pushed her forward as he pulled the chain.
"You will contemplate your selfish nature as you take a time out." He moved away as her heels lifted from the floor. She gasped as her toes lifted for a moment then set back down just able to support herself. "If you cry out, I add an hour for every occurrence. I will only let you out when I choose to let you out. We will speak when I come for you." His eyes bored into hers. She nodded. He shut the door and left her in a pale blue light. She looked up and saw a dim glow from above. She heard a sound and then gasped as the padded walls started closing toward her. She threw up her right leg and her knee pressed into the corner. She tried to free herself, but it was too late she was stuck. Her body was tightly pillowed in the enveloping walls. She struggled as the padding pressed into her face, and struggled until she realized she could breathe into the material. She felt the weight of her body on her left foot and tried to pull up with her arms and groaned at the pain it caused in her shoulders. She bit her lip when she started to cry out and sucked in air. A sweet smell filled her nostrils and she realized the light was changing. A soft music started and filled her ears. The pillowing expanded and contracted with the music and the lighting. Colors changed, the volume fluctuated.
Killian manipulated the environment and then motioned his assistant to the console. "Keep a close eye on everything. Call me when her heart rate reaches here." He pointed then turned.
Killian motioned the next naughty servant toward the table then moved over to glance at the consol his assistant sat before. "Good, add the horror sounds, work her into a real frenzy. I want her out of her mind, then signal me."
Killian raised the switch and the slave leaned forward and kissed it with reverence. "Don't do it again."
"Yes sir," the man hurried off and Killian motioned the older woman forward. "Doris, the cook says you've been stealing sweets."
"I.I... I," she knelt and looked down. "Yes," she murmured.
"And why can't you have extra sweets Doris?"
"Because the doctor says I'll get sick if I don't loose weight." She trembled.
"So you've not only stolen but endangered the life that belongs to your master?"
"Yes," she murmured lowering her head.
"Strip," he said and turned to look over at the consol again then back. He flipped the page in the folder and sighed. "It seems that you're just repeating the same mistake over and over Doris."
She stood before him naked her hands behind her back. "Realize that you have done this to yourself Doris." He motioned and she followed him. "The last time you were here I used a strap and it didn't seem to make an impression on you at all." She trembled, he saw her glance at him then back down to the floor. "Step up," she hurried up the steps and saw the two dangling clips at breast level.
"Ple..."
"Your not going to speak are you, not without permission?"
She shook her head and waited. "Turn to the wall," she looked at the wall with the strange panels and the clips and turned her body completely. He reached around and started manipulating her nipples in his strong fingers. "Do you like this Doris?" he whispered in her ear then he reached out took a clip and viciously applied it to her. She groaned as he rolled the other nipple harshly between his fingers then applied the second clip.
"Because you won't remember for yourself," he flipped a switch and the floor slowly lowered till she was just on her tippie toes. "I thought this might help you remember to be obedient." He turned a dial and the wall slowly lowered. The chains that held the nipple clamps were still held through a ring in the ceiling she saw a head start to appear. "I brought your mate in to help." She gasped as she saw the pained expression on her mate’s face. The wall lowered and she saw a noose tied to his testicles, she shifted and he grimaced she realized they were attached. When she moved it caused him great pain. If she held herself up the pressure was bearable for him, If not she caused him excruciating pain.
"When you're disobedient you cause those who love you, deep pain." She pressed herself up and against the wall her nipples throbbing her toes already becoming tired. "Your punishment is twenty stripes with the whip then half and hour here after I'm done." She made a frantic sound and he saw her meeting her mate's eyes. "You may speak to him, Doris."
"Forgive me, Billy, forgive me."
He didn't speak but just gazed in her eyes. The first blow caused her to drop to her heels and he screamed at the pain ripping through his body. She drew herself up and franticly tried to place her hands so she could stay upright.
Killian left Doris and Billy hanging, she was sobbing deeply causing the chain to move with each breath. Billy wasn't going to be able to walk right for a week but she'd never forget this punishment.
Killian released the small door at the base of the closet and reached in and tickled her foot with the feather. Little Flower screamed in horror but couldn't move because of the padding holding her. He listened to her frantic sounds and continued. Slowly Derek's voice started reassuring her over the speaker system. He stopped the touch and shut the door. He turned and watched her in the monitor. The music was changing the scent shifted to another. "Good, bring her down slowly like we discussed. Give me a ten minute warning." He turned and walked across the room to his next appointment.
"And you say she stole your bracelet?"
"Yes," the servant said with rancor, "I had it in my box at the end of my pallet. She was on cleaning duty yesterday. I found it in her apron."
"Anita?" he said looking at the woman kneeling next to Mary.
Anita bowed low, "Sir, it was on the floor in the common area. I was going to turn it in yesterday, but I was called to the kitchen because Cook spilled a sauce. I tossed the apron in my locker and hurried to help."
"You were already in the locker room?"
"Yes Sir, my shift was over and I'd started to strip to put on my off duty clothing, this morning I found it and was going to turn it in at the end of my shift. I worked in the living quarters again today."
"Liar," Mary hissed. "Aprons are to go in the laundry each day."
"Only if dirty, in housekeeping." Anita said gently, looking at the floor. "I was vacuuming so I didn't get very dirty."
Killian met Mary's forward gaze and waited. She turned toward Anita and glared. "You liar."
Anita bowed lower and sprawled on the floor at his feet. "Sir, I can not prove my word. I beg for mercy."
"Bitch," Mary hissed.
"That is enough," Killian said severely. He glanced at the folders and nodded. "Anita," she moved back to her knees and glanced up at him. "How long have you worked in housekeeping?"
"Sir, I've been here five years and worked in housekeeping all that time."
"So you realize that you should have emptied the pockets as you entered the room?"
"Yes sir," she didn't look away, "I am guilty."
He nodded and saw the surprised but happy smile on Mary's lips. "I spoke to cook and she said you really were a great help yesterday. Every one I spoke to, said you knew you were needed in the kitchen because you were called as you walked in the door. You had your apron in your hand and your blouse unbuttoned. They said you ran, not walked to get to where you were called to after changing very quickly." She lowered her eyes. "Cook has asked for you by name. She is looking for a first assistant."
"What?" Mary yelled at the choice position Anita was being called to.
"Anita, report to cook." He waved her away, glad to see her glance at Mary with pity not anger. "Mary, stand."
Killian finished whipping the impertinent female as he lectured her on the use of her betters titles. He realized she was another of the problems the household manager had caused with his disobedience. He slipped a chastity belt onto the woman and locked it tightly. "Gilcrest will have the key." He freed her hands and pointed. "You're reassigned to bathroom detail. Report to your station." She sobbed but bobbed a curtsy and hurried from the room. He glanced at the monitor then walked back to check on his penitent.
Doris was sobbing as she struggled to regain her footing, Frank was gasping bug-eyed as his testicles were tortured. Killian reached around and freed Doris's nipples, she screamed as the blood flowed back into her body as she dropped to her knees. Frank dropped rapidly too.
"You are dismissed," he turned and walked away, sure he would never see Doris in for sneaking food again.
"Sir, I think she's about ready."
"Good, I'll go bring the master here."
"Well?" Derek said standing at Killian's entrance.
"I had to beat her, but I kept in to her bottom. She should be very receptive to you now."
"And I'm to take her and feed her," he asked as he dropped the file and walked from behind the desk.
"Yes, everyone is heading for the evening meal. It will make her very vulnerable."
"And if she fails?"
"We start again in the morning."
"It's so hard," Derek said as they walked down the hall.
"It shouldn't take too many days, she really is very strong."
Killian opened the door after deflating the closet. He freed the chain and she screamed as her arms were lowered and her leg dropped bonelessly. Derek moved forward and caught her in his arms. He held her gently as Killian freed her. "Child," he whispered as he stroked her sweaty hair. "Little Flower," she bit back on her sobs. "It's all right to cry right now, this was hard punishment. It's when you're pampered and petted that you're not allowed to cry."
"Thank you, master," she cried then sobbed loudly. He pulled her to a divan and held her till she was no longer sobbing so violently.
Killian walked up with a glass and Derek took it helping her to drink. "Is she ready?" Derek asked.
"Stand up, Little Flower," she stood slowly and he ran his hands over her shoulders and hips. "Yes, nothing was dislocated. She might have cramps tonight."
"You'll be with her?"
"Yes, master."
Little Flower felt a rush and looked at the glass her master held. "Yes, Little Flower, it's a potent aphrodisiac."
"Oh," she murmured as her skin tingled.
"Little Flower," Master Derek said gently. "It's time for dinner pet."
"Yes, master," she wiped her tear strained face. "I'm filthy, master. May I wash? I don't want to embarrass you."
Derek smiled at her and nodded.
Killian pointed. "Through that door, be quick."
Little Flower walked slowly behind her master. She felt faint with hunger as they walked through the door. Cat was waiting and smiled as he looked up at his master. "Hey boy, have you been lonely?"
"Yes, master," he answered rubbing himself up against his master. Killian stood to the side as the room filled again with masters, pets, and servants. Little Flower sat on Derek's other side and waited as he spoke to his parents and the various guests.
She sniffed at the food as it was carried in and watched expectantly as Derek took a plate and slipped a bite in Cat's mouth. "Is it good Cat?" he asked and Cat purred as he chewed. Derek turned and smiled at her. "Are you going to prove you love me Little Flower?"
"Yes master," she watched his hand as it rose, it was empty. "Killian," she saw Killian set a plate on the floor in the middle of the crowded room. She nervously smoothed her hand over the clothing she'd put on and swallowed. She crawled out, realizing everyone had become silent. Her face burned, she bit her lip, determined she would not cry. She bowed her head and licked out at the rice. It tasted like sawdust to her mind. She lowered herself to her side and swallowed hard. People started talking again, she stopped and took a deep breath forcing the food to remain in her stomach. She knew she couldn't finish the serving so she started pretending to eat. Licking up a rice kernel or two and pretending to chew.
"Little Flower aren't you done yet?" Derek asked loudly.
"I'm full, master," she said hurrying to his side. He leaned over and then looked at Killian.
"You will eat more next meal?"
"Yes master," she whispered. He stroked her face and she sighed against his hand.
Derek was talking to a doctor friend and she followed one of the other pets out to the bathroom. She didn't mean to, but the moment she shut the curtain the food exploded from her. She sobbed once and then hurried to relieve herself. She wiped her eyes and shoved back the curtain. Killian stood with his arms crossed scowling at her. She dropped to her knees. "Please sir, I tried."
He reached down and lifted her, "Rinse your mouth," she hurried to the sink and washed with the woman's help. "Your master will be so disappointed."
"Forgive me, sir," she begged looking into his eyes.
"Forgiveness isn't the issue, obedience is. Go tell your master you threw up." She didn't cry, she bit her lip, tasting blood. He grabbed her chin, "Don't damage yourself!" he barked. She made a strangled sound and fled him. Killian followed her and watched as she threw herself at her master's feet. He wasn't close enough to hear the words he said but he saw Derek scowl and moved forward.
"Killian, tomorrow morning you have her again. It seems she disgorged her food."
"Master," she begged pressing her cheek against his sandal.
"Take her to the infirmary, see if Tean feels she should have an IV tonight."
"Yes master," he bowed and lifted her to her feet.
She started sobbing violently, and Cat reached out toward her. Derek placed his hand on his shoulder. "Stay boy, it will be done soon." Cat folded into his master.
Killian used her again slowly as she laid in the cushions of the large cage she and Cat shared. He was careful with her. The IV bag hung from the wall. She begged him loudly to finish her but he and Cat were skilled at keeping her near the peak but not allowing her to tumble over. She struggled to find any way to bring her body to completion, but he didn't allow it and the drug was causing her much distress as it kept her needy. "Sir please, please. Ahhhhhhhhhh," she struggled as she felt him releasing deep within her.
"Always crying, such a disobedient bitch. She can't love her master or she would obey him." Killian hissed at her as he pulled from her and wiped his slick member on her thighs. "Cat, show her how displeased you are with her."
Cat reached for her hand and she lifted, he shifted the IV tube and flipped her over the low stool he liked to use. She groaned as he pulled her back so she couldn't rub her burning clit against the leather. She tensed as he slapped her tender bottom and groaned as he pressed his thumbs into her pushing and pulling her cheeks apart.
"Cat?" she gasped as he pressed in, she felt the thick lubricant he used, but tried to shift away. Killian moved forward and took her arm with the IV tube and held it gently. "I'll keep her from hurting herself boy. Give her a good hard ride."
"Yes sir, I'm not sure how much she'll enjoy it, but I plan to." He released her for a short moment then she felt the pressure at her tender rear entrance.
"No," she struggled.
Killian held her firm. Cat pinched her bottom viciously, then shifted forward and impaled her. Little Flower screamed at the intrusion and gasped for air, he was perfectly still as she struggled to relax her muscles. "Cat," she begged.
"You hate our master, you prove it daily. You shame us." He shifted forward moving deeper. "You shame me," he started a jerky rhythm that drug the air from her body. "You hate me."
She screamed as he started riding her violently. She buried her face in her free arm and groaned, she felt his balls slam into her then he jerked back almost leaving her. "Cat please, I love you, I love our master."
"Prove it," he yelled at her as he pounded his flesh back into her releasing his seed deep in her bowels.
Killian watched as Tean removed the IV and placed a small bandage over the spot. He nodded and Killian lifted her to her feet. "Master will want your report."
"A bruised bottom won't kill her. It will do her good to not be able to sit comfortably for a week or two." He chuckled and started cleaning up his tools.
Killian led her from the rooms toward his, not far away. "How," she asked quietly. "How can I stop this..."
"Obedience." He said firmly, "No crying for no reason, eat and retain your food."
"How?" she begged, "Tell me how."
"Give your entire being to your master, love him with your whole heart."
"I do..."
"Not," he barked then pointed to the discipline table and she hesitated. "See, even as you profess your love you resist his orders."
She walked to the table and stood before it. "Strip, Little Flower and accept your punishment with grace."
Little Flower stripped the vest from her body and folded it setting it away. She pulled the bottoms down, setting them on top of the vest. She bowed and then turned laying herself out and setting her wrists near the heavy cuffs.
He moved slowly making her wait, he wanted her to feel all the emotions possible. "Cuff your wrists." He said after his first step. He watched as she struggled to encase her wrists in the leather and buckle them with the short length of chain between them. She moved around the table and used her teeth to close the second clasp then crawled up on the table and prostrated herself again letting her legs and bottom dangle down.
She placed her face in the padding and waited. She felt a cool cream coating her cunt, he pressed it up and circled her clit making it tingle with pleasure. She gasped as it started to tingle and heat.
"This will not let you forget your need, but it will also not let you come to fulfillment. No orgasms for you, Little Flower." He slapped her ass twice, once on each cheek then walked away. She groaned as a fire started between her legs and grew. She yelped in surprise as a large dildo filled her in one harsh movement. It burned too and she shifted. "Be still," he pressed at her newly violated ass and she gasped as he filled it deeply. She felt a liquid filling her bowels and moaned as it started to tingle and burn. "Hold them in Little Flower, if you let them drop I will only refill them and reinsert them after I punish you more."
Little Flower contracted her muscles and held onto the slick objects pulling her legs together tightly.
"No, wide," he ordered and she spread her legs. She heard a click and felt her ankle locked in place. The other followed.
"Prove your love, keep silent," he pulled her back and smacked her bottom repeatedly.
"Please I can't hold it," she begged.
He shoved against the two dildo's and worked them in deep. She felt him reach and then felt the sting of switches on her bare abused ass. "Tell me why you'd rather be your master's pet than a free woman."
Little Flower gasped as a particularly nasty swat robbed her of her breath. "I must love him." She started fighting her mind to confess what he wanted to hear. "I must need him, he's my master." She fought to retain the dildoes, gripping tightly. "He gives me beautiful clothes. He's given me Cat as a mate." She wiggled under a rain of blows. She felt the tears spilling down her face. "He disciplines me to keep me healthy."
Killian kept her confessing her love for her master for an hour as he used different implements to punish her bottom. His arms were tired, he'd been changing sides every fifteen minutes. Her bottom was mottled a deep purple. She was sobbing loudly as she spoke. He saw the dildo in her cunt slipping and reached out and pulled it out then removed the one deep in her ass.
"Thank you," she sobbed, "I must love him because he..." she continued.
He freed her feet and then walked around and lifted the cuffs out of the hook and pulled her up as he walked back around.
"You've talked now it's time to listen silently." He moved her to the closet and stopped a few feet away. She staggered as he let go.
"Go in, secure your hands then pull yourself up till your toes are just touching." She did as he instructed. She struggled with the clip then it took her a moment to work the chain. He watched and let her stay positioned for a time before he moved taking the chain from her fingers. He pulled a bar from the wall and slipped it between her legs, he placed it in a slot then lifted her with a jerk off her feet. She gasped, he set the pole in the opposite slot and dropped her back. She screamed as she dropped onto the heavy wooden dowel.
He hooked the chain and then shifted her toes with his foot making sure she could lift up if she struggled. He reached forward and spread her cunt lips letting her tiny clit feel the pressure of the wood.
Little Flower struggled to stay above the wood dancing on her toes. He clipped her ankles into cuffs then walked away and returned with a short fat dildo. "Open," she opened her mouth and he forced the huge beast in between her lips. She struggled as he clipped the strap behind her head. "Think about how good your master is to you and why you should be honored to be his pet. I will expect to hear new reasons." He reached to the side and pressed a tube into the tip of the dildo. She watched amazed and sucked in air as it exited the back of the massively thick tool. "I will control your air for you." She nodded and tried to stay calm. He stepped back out and came back with wires and little stickers.
Little Flower gasped as he pressed them onto her nipples and looked up meeting his eyes. "Every day you spend here will be harder." and he stepped back and slammed the closet door. The padding started to expand and she sucked in air.
Killian kept his assistant watching her life signs. He changed the drug in the air mixture and then sent a jolt of electricity to her nipples again. She danced on the bar bruising herself on the thick bar between her legs. She passed out but he shocked her awake again then let her tremble in pain and exhaustion.
Killian looked at the young man kneeling before him. "Why are you here boy?"
"Master found me fucking one of his maids."
"You're the assistant gardener?"
"Yes sir," he didn't look up.
"You agreed not to have sex for a year when you were hired on a month ago."
"Yes sir," he mumbled with a little sob.
"And it's been hard?" Killian squatted down and lifted the man's chin.
"Impossible sir," he sobbed louder.
Killian reached down and cupped his balls fondling them, "You are paid well to work here?"
"Yes sir, it's waiting in a bank, I have a year contract with the option to renew yearly."
"You signed the discipline permission slip," he glanced down at the man's expanding cock.
"Yes sir, but I didn't... '
"Think it would be this hard."
"Yes, seeing the pet's... and the slaves..."
"You work around the breeding yard?"
"Yes sir."
"Master has given you two choices," the man looked up surprised. "You may leave forfeit all your monies and never come here again. Or you may suffer the punishment of his choice and a month as a breeding slave."
The man's eyes got wide, "What punishment?"
Killian shook his head, and the man bowed his head. He'd never enjoyed himself so much. He'd been on a sexual high since he'd been hired. The stress of celibacy had made the experience unbearably sweet.
"Decide now," Killian said roughly.
"I want to stay sir," he whispered.
"Then walk to the table, put the dildo gag in your mouth and strap it on. Then insert the other dildo in your ass and sit on the table edge waiting." The man hesitated for a moment but then hurried to do as told. Killian chuckled, they never could remain celibate.
Killian checked on Little Flower then turned and walked back to the table. "Obedience is paramount to our master."
The man nodded and gagged on the dildo, he shifted his head so he could control the gagging and waited. Killian noticed he shifted his seating trying to sit comfortably with the huge dildo shoved deep in his bowels. The man was an anal virgin no longer. "Come with me boy," he moved across the room and motioned to a bench, "Lay on your back, hands above your head." He clipped the man's hands over his head on the narrow bench and adjusted the head rest back. "Since you needed sex, that's what you're going to get." Killian pulled the horizontal fucking machine out from under its cover and slid the end in the back of the dildo embedded in the man. He checked the lubrication level nodded then strapped the man's waist to the bench. He reached up and pulled the vertical machine down and positioned it slipping the plastic cover from the base of the dildo in the man's mouth. He strapped his forehead and neck down. Then leaned over the man, "By the time this day is over you'll have been fucked more than a sex manic in a year."
Killian flipped the switch on the consol and watched as the two dildo's started working. The special mechanics in them made them incredibly lifelike. The oral one would grow, shrink, expand and deflate; both had variable rhythms, and speeds. The man had to hold his legs up, later he'd tie them up when exhaustion over came him. His ass would be tender for a month but undamaged. He smiled as the man's legs jerked violently then lifted higher to stop the pain from an awkward angle.
"Just let me know if you're uncomfortable," he said smiling at the man who lay wide eyed.
Little Flower listened passively to the endless lecture. It was the same one from yesterday. Hour by hour, slowly, as she struggled against the pain, the fear, the disorientation of the drugs, the light in her eyes died. Suddenly, the pet began feeling sorrow for hurting her master by her disobedience. Her body's pain was nothing. No more tears were left to flow, even as her body was shocked, she breathed in carefully.
Killian watched the man as he suffered he had to be careful because of the power of the machines. He didn't want to cripple the man, just fuck his brains out. He reached for the pulley and released the two chains from the ceiling, he grabbed at one of the man's flailing legs and fastened it to the chain. He caught the other and pulled till the man moaned. He leaned over and checked the lubrication level and refilled the container. He leaned over the man and smiled. "You don't seem to be very hard so I think I'll fix that." He held up a strange looking tool and grinned.
Killian slipped the punisher, vagina over the man's flaccid cock and slipped it around his balls in the special compartment. He clipped it to the bench with the straps and then attached the wires. The man groaned as the sucking, pulling sensation started to move over him. He turned the dial on the consol and the three machines worked together. The man's pulse jumped and he came close to crises, Killian pressed the button and his erection deflated. The man stiffened as the ass rimmer sped up and the facial lengthened, before the vaginal started again.
"Sir," Killian turned and glanced at his second assistant. "Your next appointment?"
"Yes, empty him. Use program 3 and 6."
"Yes sir," Killian turned and walked toward the front of the large room. He glanced at Little Flower's progress.
"Killian," he smiled at his mistress.
"Yes, Mistress, I am at your service."
"I've been having an attitude problem with my hair dresser."
The tall woman was pale. "What would you like done mistress?"
"I've only had her for two months, she's decided that she and not I should run my boudoir. She's been abusing the other servants, and today I found her sitting on little Grace’s face and slapping her breasts."
"I think I have something that would be appropriate Mistress, would you like to watch?"
"Yes, she also refuses to French braid her hair as I've asked."
"All your women wear French braids, don't they mistress?"
"Yes, I find it keeps it out of my way if I desire to be pleasured."
"You, strip," he said to the hairdresser, as he motioned his mistress to a nice padded chair and helped seat her.
The woman's eyes got big when she saw the man being molested across the room. Her eyes saw the tools hanging from the wall and quickly pulled her clothing off. "Fold it, and set it aside."
"Would you care for a drink, mistress?"
"No thank you Killian, I'm fine, just pretend I'm not here. I'll leave when I'm ready."
"Yes mistress, I'm honored."
Killian walked around the shivering woman, she was skinny. Her hair was elaborately set on her head, it had taken skill to achieve the effect. "Why do you disobey your mistress?"
The woman shook her head, her eyes wide. He reached out and slapped her breast sharply. The woman gasped and threw her hands up to defend her sagging breasts. "Place your hands on your neck, your elbows back." She slowly did as told, he walked behind her and slipped a harness over her arms the strap went around her neck and wrists and arms. It immobilized her. He added another strap letting it dangle down her back. Killian reached between her legs and pulled the strap up. The woman looked down and saw it split. He jerked her up using the strap between her legs to lift her off the floor then spread the straps end and used it to spread her legs. He reached up and pulled a chain down clipping one side then the other. She gasped loudly.
"Mistress?"
She was ignored. Killian worked till she was hanging her breasts exposed, her pussy pulled open for all to see. "Since you enjoy having your pussy worked over, we'll accommodate you." He shifted and applied seven brutal slaps to her exposed sex. She was screaming and writhing. "We won't forget your breasts either. Her eyes almost popped from her head as he slowly reached out. Killian's hands moved rapidly slapping again and again. She hung sobbing as he turned and moved slowly toward his mistress. He spoke quietly to her and then moved across the room and returned with a razor.
"No," the woman gasped as he lifted it. "No, you can't. Mistress?"
"Wait Killian," the woman said then stood. She came forward and reached. He laid the electric razor in her hand and bowed.
The woman smiled through tears, "Thank you mistress."
"Don't thank me, slut," she popped one of the woman's bruising breasts and then flipped the razor on. "I just wanted to do it myself."
Killian left his mistress being pleasured by the bald and bruised woman still hanging from the ceiling. He'd lowered her into the perfect position so she could tongue her mistress to an orgasm.
Little Flower was breathing around the gag, the pole bruising her entire cunt. He opened the door, deflating the walls.
"Do you have anything to say Little Flower?"
She nodded and he reached out and freed her mouth. He set the gag aside and waited as she gulped and worked her jaw. Then the words of the tape began to come. "Forgive this pet, sir. Little Flower loves her master. He has given this pet so much. She will never be selfish again. Little Flower will prove to my master that she loves him with her entire heart."
He reached for the gag and she passively opened her mouth wide. "Tell me why you like being master's pet." He stroked her lips with the gag then moved it away again.
"Because Little Flower is now free to enjoy life, with no responsibilities. This pet has complete freedom in his ownership."
"Prove your words are true. Lift your legs and hump the saddle you ride, while you confess your need to be your master's pet."
Killian was impressed by her will power, she lifted her legs slowly and started jerking her body over the slick smooth punishment rod. He listened to her recitation, then nodded. She gasped as he pressed a button and the rod dropped away. He looked at her a moment then reached up and freed her arms. "You will prove it, now." He reached out and helped her move. She stumbled and grimaced but continued toward him. He led her to a counter and lifted a can. "You will eat this entire can. If you hold it down without throwing it up. I will believe you."
She saw the can and swallowed hard. "While I open it, remind me of why you want to be your master's pet.
Killian noticed the mistress turn her head as Little Flower lowered herself to the floor. He could smell the foul reek where he stood. He'd picked the foulest smell and taste he could find. She lapped at the food delicately with her long tongue. He purposely had not given her a drink. She licked the plate clean and then lifted herself up and waited. He could see the control she was exerting and wondered if she was truly changed. "Go rest on the pallet," he pointed and she saw a pallet against the wall. She tried to stand but her legs wouldn't function, so she crawled across the room.
"Killian?" he turned and walked toward his mistress.
"Yes, mistress?"
"Are you enjoying the little pet?"
He smiled down at her and nodded, "Very much mistress."
"It's a shame Derek is being so stubborn, this might not have been necessary if he had used her." She reached down and pulled the woman in more firmly so she could tongue her more skillfully.
"He is enjoying his wife, mistress." He smiled wickedly.
Jillian smiled at the big man and remembered the time her husband had called him in to discipline her. She pulled the woman in deeper and ground her face between her legs. "Did he have you help him, Killian?"
"Yes mistress, I instructed him so he would do no permanent harm to her."
She nodded and leaned back accepting the orgasm that overwhelmed her.
Killian moved to check on the male he was skewering. He noticed Little Flower was asleep and he smiled. She might just be done. The man was whimpering around the deep throating he was receiving. Killian checked the cum reservoir and nodded. "How many?"
"Sir he's on his tenth."
Killian chuckled and moved to change the bag. He held it up so the man being fucked could see and attached it to the mouth machine. "Don't spill any of this or I'll have to discipline you further." His eyes got big. "Set it up random," he ordered his assistant.
"Yes sir, normal size?"
"Yes, and increase the sucker I want another bag for later."
"Yes sir." He heard a squeal from the bench and saw him thrashing around. Killian nodded and the assistant released a small flood into the man's mouth. He turned and glanced over at his mistress.
"Little Flower," Killian spoke gently. "It's time for dinner." Her eyes opened and she stretched. She gasped suddenly and he chuckled. "A bath will help that, master is out, after you eat you and Cat will bathe."
"Thank you, sir," she said slowly, turning so she could sit.
"Crawl to your plate." She turned and saw the other pet eating. She shifted onto her knees and crawled doggedly forward. Every part of her hurt. She saw the dog food, but didn't stop. She looked at the other pet who watched her warily. Some response seemed appropriate.
"Sir says this pet can take a bath after we're done eating."
"You're going to eat that stinky stuff?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"My master knows best." She lowered her face and bit. Knowing that eating quick would be better than slowly. The food tried to come back up, but she swallowed firmly.
Killian watched her lick the plate clean and nodded. "A servant is waiting in the hall, he'll take you to your bath."
"Thank you sir," she said as she lifted herself up slowly.
"You're welcome, Little Flower." He reached down and helped her finish standing. "Cyrus, help her."
"Thank you sir," she said as the man slipped an arm under hers.
Little Flower lay sleeping between Killian and Cat. She was breathing easily, "Did it work sir?" Cat shifted and crawled around and leaned against Killian.
"It seems."
"Sir, can I give her an orgasm tomorrow?"
Killian smiled and stroked his face. "Yes, as many as you'd like, but be careful with her she's very tired and sore."
"Yes sir, I'll help her forget the pain."
"I know you will."
"Sir, is she going to keep eating that stinky food?" Cat made a face.
"No, I think she's proven herself."
"Good, I saw mistress make a face yesterday."
Killian chuckled, "You're a sweet little pet."
Cat made a purring noise and smiled at Killian suggestively. "I can be very sweet, want a taste, sir?"
Killian chuckled and reached out and jerked him into him even tighter. "I think once our sweet little flower is healed we'll see about playing a little rougher?" He lowered his face and kissed him harshly. Cat squirmed against the big man enjoying the sensation of helplessness in the big man's grip.
"I'm so hot for you sir." He moaned against Killian.
"Show me Cat, show me with your mouth."
Little Flower ran across the yard. The pet from her cage was chasing her. She ran between two pets playing Frisbee. Then ran around a tree and into the area where a game of volleyball was being played, she kept out of their way and scrambled up and behind a large playground fort area. She held still and listened. Her cage mate went nowhere he wasn't noticed. She heard a woman ask him to join the game and he growled and everyone laughed. She peeked and saw him start the wrong way around the game. "What could this be," a strange male voice asked. She turned and saw two men moving toward her. "Little Flower, without the big bad cat?" The taller of the two men reached out and she backed away.
"What's wrong," the shorter asked as he moved around to her other side. "You're not a friendly pet?" Little Flower stopped.
"Sir..."
The hand that shot out was followed by another that covered her mouth and muffled her words. She struggled instinctively against the bare chested males holding her. "Wrath and Fury are our friends. Mistress is being beaten because of you. We don't even get to see her." The taller man hissed in her ear. "When she's freed from her room she's going to be angry."
"Let her go," she heard the pet she shared a cage with speak low but firm words.
"Go away, we're playing."
"Master Killian's going to be mad." Cat said, moving closer. "You know he beds her every night."
"Go away, Cat, before we hurt you."
Cat shifted and one of the men pushed her into the others arms. She watched as they stood facing each other. "Fighting's not allowed, Cat. Do you dare?"
Little Flower squirmed uncomfortably, the man jerked her hissing at her, "Be still."
"I won't let you hurt her." Cat said, not moving.
"We don't want to hurt her, just fuck her."
Little Flower wiggled in the tall man's arms. "Only if she wants. Have you asked her?"
"Ask a female? They like to be told, it makes it more thrilling."
Cat shook his head, "That's not true. Now let her go or you will be in great trouble. She doesn't want you. She's afraid now and master doesn't want her afraid."
Little Flower screamed in fright behind the hand covering her mouth as the other man suddenly swung at her cage mate. Cat dropped to his knees from the sudden force of the blow, his hands clutched to his stomach. She started struggling, and the man holding her swung her around. She was shocked when her leg swung out and connected with the other man, who went flying and hit a tree trunk.
Little Flower was really frightened now and kicked back with her bare feet. She squirmed and her elbow hit his ribs, the man shifted, she bit his hand. It felt good. He screamed and slapped at her. She fell to the ground and found her cage mate standing over her. The man grabbed up his friend and said. "I'll get you for that bitch." They ran into the bushes.
She heard a commotion and the grey haired man ran up guards with him. "What?" He stood looking at them. "Who?"
Cat pointed, "Mistress Beatrice's pets, Storm and Rage."
"Are you both all right?"
Cat nodded and reached down to Little Flower. "We’re fine sir."
"Go have Gilcrest check you out, both of you." He pointed and they started walking.
"Why did they do that?" Little Flower asked.
"Mistress Beatrice let's her pets pick on other pets. Most don't know that they can tell their masters. They scare the other pets."
"They didn't scare you." She slipped her arm around him.
"But they did, I didn't know if I should run for Brittan or stay. Storm likes to hurt pretty pets."
"Did he ever hurt you?"
Cat nodded, "But I know better now. My mistress made sure I wouldn't be tricked again."
"Some pets are not nice."
"No," he said and smiled at her. "Come on."
Killian stormed in the room, the door slammed back. Gilcrest jumped from where he was standing beside Cat. "He's fine." He said quickly. "She is too."
Killian stormed across the room. He gently laid his hand on her then the other on Cat. "What happened?"
Killian wasn't pleased by what he heard. "I warned him they needed to be placed in a kennel till they had a mistress again." He leaned over and kissed Cats cheek. "She fought."
"Yes, sir, in self defense."
"But she fought."
"Yes sir, I don't think anyone's even told her."
Killian nodded, "Little Flower, do you trust me?" She nodded blankly, "And your master, do you trust him?"
"Yes sir."
"Fighting is not tolerated." Cat started to speak but Killian placed his finger on his lips. "Shhh, boy."
"I fought sir." She bowed her head knowing she had hit both the other pets.
"Trust us."
She nodded. "Yes sir."
Derek and his father stood talking to Killian. Little Flower lay with Cat on a cushion in the office. "Little Flower," Derek spoke and motioned, she moved forward and stood mutely with her eyes down. She saw her master's hand as it rose to lift her chin. "You
fought?"
"Yes sir," she whispered.
Derek stood, looking into her blank eyes, "Father?"
She watched as Derek stepped back and Master Gareth moved forward and rested his hands on her shoulders. "It's very serious Little Flower."
"Yes sir," she said calmly meeting his gaze.
"Killian, take her to the judgment room." He watched her eyes closely. "Little Flower it's important that you make your master proud, do not shame him."
"Yes master, Little Flower will make Master Derek proud."
"Master?" Cat said as they left the room.
"It's alright Cat, we're using this as a test. If she's willing to accept harsh judgment she's given over her will to me." Cat sighed, "I know pet, but we must be sure."
Killian walked Little Flower out the door and down the hall without speaking. They entered a large room, she saw the two not nice men both in small cages against the wall. "The cages are small to prevent a pet from hurting itself when it's upset." She fought to control her breathing, not understanding her sudden fear. "Will you enter willingly?"
She nodded dully, "Yes sir. Little Flower will behave."
"Why?" he turned her and looked her in the eyes.
"This pet loves my master, sir."
Killian nodded and motioned toward the cell next to the men. She slowly dropped to her knees, then down on all fours. She turned and backed into the cage, keeping her head low. The bars on the floor hurt her knees but she backed in till her feet touched the back and then shifted so she lay curled up on her side. Killian shut the cage door and slipped a padlock in. He nodded at her and turned leaving her.
Little Flower looked up as the door opened. She shifted just a little. She felt stiff and oddly frightened. "So here are the disobedient pets." Master Derek's mother said as she led a group of masters in. They all walked close and then moved to the seating area set up earlier by servants.
Little Flower heard Master Derek and his father talking as they entered but they didn't even turn and look at her. Killian walked in and bowed to the masters and mistresses seated.
Master Gareth spoke, "Well Killian, you've explained what happened."
"Yes, Master Gareth. We await your judgment."
"Bring out Storm and Rage." Killian leaned over and unlocked the cages. The two pets slunk out and pouted. "Storm, Rage, you were disobedient. You acted in a way that would have embarrassed your mistress."
The two pets nodded, not speaking. Master Derek shook his head. "Boys, we understand that your mistress is in the process of discipline herself and that you are lonely."
Garak nodded standing and walking toward the two kneeling men. "We know that you enjoy fucking the girl pets, but they have to agree to be fucked. No one here wants a damaged pet. You hit Cat. That is not right." Garak walked around them, then stood over them. "You must be disciplined. You will both wear chastity belts until your mistress can see to you herself."
The two whined but were ignored. Killian moved across the room and opened two boxes. Little Flower watched as Killian locked them in strange tube harnesses. The two pets were released into the care of a guard who led them away.
"Now, Little Flower." Garak said moving back to his seat. We've been told you were ignorant of the rules." Killian released her, she knelt obediently. "No master told you it was against the rules to fight?"
"No, Master." She whispered down to the floor.
"Ignorance is no excuse," he said looking around at the other masters. "You could have seriously hurt Storm or Rage. Fighting between pets is forbidden. You must be disciplined."
Little Flower shuddered, "Yes master." She answered. "Whatever a master says is proper."
"Well said," Garak said standing. "Derek she's yours. We'll leave it to you."
Little Flower kept her gaze on the floor and waited. Killian backed away and Master Derek walked slowly around her making little noises. "Well Killian, what should I do with my little disobedient pet?"
"Can we really call her disobedient? She didn't know the rules."
"Naughty?"
"I think that fits, Master Derek."
"So we need to make the punishment fit." He stopped and squatted down in front of her after a moment he lifted her face. "Little naughty pet, what do you think I should do?"
She calmly looked up into her master's eyes and felt a strange sensation all through her body. "Master Derek? Whatever you decide."
"Anything?"
"Yes, Master Derek."
Killian shifted behind his friend, "What if we put you back in the closet?"
She didn't take her eyes of her master’s and nodded, "Yes master. I only want to please you, master."
She watched her master's face it shifted between harsh and something else and saw a tear start down his cheek. She leaned forward and up on her knees and kissed the tear because he was so sad.
Derek pulled her close and held her against his body. "The closet," he whispered. She slipped from his loosening grasp and crawled to the door to the closet and waited. No one walked behind her. She slowly turned and saw them both smiling down at her. "Suspended," Derek whispered and she walked back to him pressing herself against his body as she knew she should. He grabbed her and held her tightly. Killian pushed his friend and master toward his private quarters off his work area.
Killian watched as the tight embrace turned into a wildly passionate kiss. He reached around and pulled his master's robes off as quickly as he could without interfering. He gave his friend a quick shove and they toppled onto his low bed. Derek buried himself between her thighs and he screamed out with a quick and violent release. He smiled and walked from his room shutting the door. Garak and Jillian met him at the door to his rooms smiling.
"I don't believe he'll be resistant any longer."
The End of the Beginning.
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