Chapter 2
I finally took my hand out of her pussy, and walked around to her front. "Don't cry," I said, softly ... "You hurt me," she whimpered. "So what ... you came, didn't you...."
"I ... yes ... I did...." She was confused ... Poor thing.
Now, I raised my hand to her face, and put my fingers into her mouth....
She knew instinctively what to do.
It was the hand that had been on her pussy....
Now, as I held my fingers in her mouth, she eagerly sucked at them....
It was really something to see.
Here was this clean-cut, well-educated young lady, with absolutely no sign of sleaze anywhere on her, suddenly getting into sucking on her own spend, off my fingers, from the woman who'd beaten her to orgasm.
Life was funny that way.
Now, when she'd completely finished, I petted her lightly on the top of her head.
"Won't you let me go now...."
"Not just yet," I said to her....
"Ohhh...."
"I have something else I'm going to do to you...."
"What ... what else...."
"I'm going to fuck you," I said simply....
I could see the look of panic cross her face.
She couldn't believe what I was saying ... but it was true ... and she knew it....
I was going to fuck the shit out of her now....
I didn't have to ask her ... I already knew that she'd never had sex with another woman. It was written all over her patrician good looks.
But that was all going to change now.
That was going to be history.
Because I meant to lay it into her good.
I went to my wall of equipment, in front of her, and let her watch as I picked out my ... well, what I like to call my preparation convincer.
It's a neat little object, really, and once you have a beautiful blonde slave in your keep, it's really the only way to go.
First, I put a nice, smooth leather collar around her neck and made sure that it was tight, so that it glistened with her sweat and made a nice contrast against her long skin and hair.
Next, with her hands finally released from that awful above-the-head position, a release that brought a look of gratitude to her face, I quickly applied the forearm binders, which, when used in conjunction with the steel bar, forced her to keep her hands straight at her sides.
She didn't notice, at first, the loop that was on the underside of the bar....
And I guess a good thing, because when I took the second part of the equipment out, she gasped in disbelief.
It's called the jaws set, and with good reason, too.
It figts right under her pussy, and attaches to the back of her neck collar, so that the teeth of the thing come right up between the lips of her vulva, and press against her clitty!
Yes!
Have you ever heard of anything so dear?
I know you haven't!
And then, with a rope passed through the loop on the iron bar now attached to her wrists, she was unable to do anything but watch as I stimulated and irritted the inside of her pussy.
I kept this up for nearly fifteen minutes, enjoying her twisting pain/pleasure complex, until I knew she was ready.
By the time I had her undone, she was ... well ... really undone!
It was time for some serious fucking!
I knew she'd be more than grateful for it now!
Quickly, I slipped on my favorte dildo I'd also taken from the wall.
It was a long, twelve inch job, and I held it teasingly in front of me.
"You like this one?"
"It's ... ooohh ... no...."
I'm afraid she was still swooning from Jaws. "Oh yes," I said, for her, and began to strap it on me.
It had two loops for which to slip over my thighs....
And another belt that went underneath, and attached to the back loop. Perfect.
Just what I wanted!
Now, I stood in front of Monica, and watched the girl's face.
It was in a quandary.
It was clear that at least a part of her was attracted to the big cock....
Especially when I started moving my hands all over it, as if I were jerking it off....
And now I reached for my jar of vaseline.
I knew she was going to be tight, and I wanted this to be most pleasurable for her.
"What ... what are you going to do...."
"You know," I said to her...."You know very well ... I'm going to put it in your sweet hot cunny and fuck you ... give you the fucking of your life...."
"OOOHHH ... GOD...."
She knew she was it for it now....
I went behind her, still crazy over the way her bottom looked, all red and puffy from the whipping, with her panties down around her knees....
The poor girl was shivering with fright and anticipation.
"Just try to relax, and it won't be nearly as bad," I said to her.
She tried to cooperate, I know.
I took a gob of the stuff and started to rub it all over her pussy, from underneath, getting her good and greased.
And, in spite of all that she tried to resist, she couldn't help but responding to my machinations....
For soon, I had her moaning and groaning from the expert use of my fingers....
Now, I used them to spread her open ... "God...." she said.
Only this time, it wasn't so much out of horror or fear, as a sigh of pure lust....
She was really getting turned on to what I was doing to her....
Really getting into it!
I had her!
I knew I had her!
And she was really going to enjoy this....
There was just no way she couldn't....
Now, with her pussy all greased up, she was ready to receive the dildo.
She held her breath and waited, and she could feel the cold, hard rubbery thing start to come inside of her....
She loved the thickness of it ... she couldn't deny it....
And she loved the way it felt as it made her spread her thighs as much as she could....
I could sense that she was really going to go wild now....
I could feel her taking it deep, and loving it ... and that was just perfect with me ... I was going to give it to her really good now....
So I moved it in, and gave one quick thrust of my hips, knowing that the grease would get me in as far as I wanted to go.
Which was, of course, all the way....
Now. as I held it jammed up, I didn't move it or anything...! just held it there, all twelve inches, until finally, she started to react to it....
"It's so big...." she said, huskily, through her wide-open mouth.
I couldn't see her, but I could hear her.
And she could hear me....
"Do you like it, baby...."
"I ... I love it ... it's so good ... so fucking good...."
"Yes...."
"More ... please ... more.
I could feel the heat from her whipped ass on my thighs ... I'd had to remove my skirt to be able to put the dildo on, and now, as I leaned into her, I was getting all the heat I could muster from her body....
"Yes, baby ... yes ... I'm going to fuck you so good...."
"Please ... oh, please.. more...."
She was crazy for it now....
She really needed to be fucked....
And I wanted to do it to her so good.
So slowly, I began to take the thing out of her ass....
I began moving it back and forth, ever so slowly, until I could hear her sighing and moaning with every forward thrust....
"Oooohh ... yes . ... oooohh ... that's ... oohhh...."
She was really starting to get off now.
I decided it was time to pull out all the stops....
I started to move faster and faster in her, and held on to either side of her tenderized ass with my hands....
"Yeah ... take it ... take it deep...." I kept on saying ... as I felt her ass start to wiggle and churn in a most delightful fashion....
She was really getting off on it....
She was really starting to get into it now....
And I was too!
I wanted her to come from my fucking ... I wanted her to pass down more of her juices....
I needed it....
I needed it badly....
And I was going to get it....
"Come on, baby ... I want you to come ... I want you to come for me ... come on ... you know you want to...."
And with that, I could feel her starting to pass it down ... starting to give up her spending for me....
It was a simply wonderful thing to see....
She couldn't help but start to spend her juices....
And I was loving that ... loving the way it felt as she continued to come....
She was simply incredible....
Now, though, I wanted her to be totally depleted of all her juices, and therefore all her engery.
And she was....
I could tell....
She was starting to go limp, and all the tension from her pussy was gone....
So I slowly withdrew the thing, and then, as I came around to look at her, I saw that her head had fallen forward.
I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her head.
She was limp.
Gone....
She'd had it....
Fucked to fainting!
So I knew it was time to let her go....
First, though, I took off my dildo and hung it back on the wall.
I'd have more use for that later....
And I put my clothes back on.
She didn't rate seeing me nude, quite yet. That was a privilege she was going to have to earn....
And then I took the locks off the remaining equipment she still had on and carried her, making her half-walk, over to my leather sofa....
The special one equipped for this room.
While she was still woozy, I put a pair of handcuffs, leather of course, around her wrists ... handcuffs which were attached to one end of the sofa.
That would do nicely....
Now, I waited until she was coming out of it.
It didn't take long.
I brewed some tea in the meantime.
And then, when she opened her eyes, I smiled at her.
She tried to get off, and that's when she realized she was cuffed. She looked at me. Pleadingly.
"Are these necessary...."
"For now...."
She still had all her clothes on....
I'd taken the liberty of pulling her panties back up and dropping her skirt.
Her face flushed when I handed her the cup of tea.
She held it in both hands, and sipped from it.
It was obvious she knew she'd been through quite a scene.
"How do you feel, Monica...."
"I ... worn out...."
She smiled. "But very well fucked...." I smiled back. I liked her. She had spunk.
I sat down next to her and let one hand go to her hair, stroking her lightly.
"I hope you'll forgive me for what I've done to you...."
"Oh, yes," she said, eagerly.
"I have my own plans ... I have plans...."
"Yes...."
"I'm going to give you the position you were seeking...."
She looked at me wryly, sucking her cheeks in. "You mean the job as a "maid"? I don't think that's what you really want...."
Now it was my turn to smile.
"You're right, of course ... I don't...."
"What then...."
"I'm in the market for a slave ... a slave I can completely dominate and train ... and you're the one...."
She didn't say anything.
How could she?
What could she?
So she just stared at me, through her big brown eyes, wondering what was in store for her ... "I have to go soon," she said to me. I shook my head now.
"You won't be going anywhere, I'm afraid ... it's all part of the plan...."
"But ... but...."
"No buts ... no one is looking for you ... I know that ... I'm right, aren't I?" She put her eyes down. "Yes...."
"That's it then...."
"You mean ... I'm your prisoner here...."
"I wouldn't put it exactly that way," I said to her....
She laughed....
"Please ... I'll do anything...."
"That's right ... you'll do anything ... and you will...."
She finally covered her face with her hands and started to cry. Which I let her do.
When she was finished, I'd have some more things for her to cry about.
It was about an hour later that I returned to her, to see how she had done....
"I see you've recovered...."
She didn't say anything.
She was going to play silent, in the hopes that would get to me....
"Look, we can have it your way or mine ... I suggest you play along, darling ... otherwise, it's going to be very hard for you...."
She stared at me.
"I'm your prisoner ... you can control my body, maybe, but you can't control my mind...."
"We'll see about that...." She turned away. I laughed. "Drink this...."
"What is it?"
"Tea...."
"I don't want any...."
"Yes. You do ... You have to have something ... you must be getting hungry...." I knew that she had to be. She looked at me.
I'd struck a nerve.
She was.
Getting hungry.
She licked at her lips.
"After the tea, I'll make you something nice to eat, and show you where you're going to stay...."
She took it in her shackled hands and began to sip it.
The poor darling.
There was no way she could know that the tea was going to contain certain cantharides that would make her hotter than ever ... make her crave all the sex in the world she would ever want or need....
I smiled.
This was more like it.
As soon as she finished, I saw the change come over her.
It was a very special formula, designed to make her very ... pliant, very quickly.
"Are you ready now," I asked.
"Yes...." she said, even though she had no idea what I had in mind.
I went to her and loosened her skirt. She offered no resistance as I took it down.
And then her panties.
Those had to come off also.
She stared deeply into my eyes.
I put my face up close to hers.
She looked at me and then, without any type of prompting from me, she put her lips on mine and kissed me.
She loved being stripped!
"Spread your legs, darling," I said to her, and she did just as he was told.
Now, I had her just the way I wanted her....
And she was offering no resistance, although her cheeks did turn a flame red when she opened her most private parts to me....
I now made her sit back on the sofa, so that I could lift her legs and shackle her ankles to the top of it.
Now, her legs were forced apart, and bent up at the knees, revealing her pussy and asshole to my very gaze.
"You're lovely," I murmured to her.
"Thank you...." she said.
I smiled at her, and she averted her eyes.
She was obviously very turned on.
Now, I disappeared and returned with a basin of hot water, and several other things, including a razor, shaving cream, and towels.
"No...." she said, when she realized she was going to be shaved.
"Now now," I said to her, trying to comfort her fears.
"You have to be shaved ... slaves aren't allowed to have pubic hairs ... that's all there is to it...."
"But ... ooohh ... God...."
"Yes...."
And then, I started using the shears on her....
She was helpless, chained as she was, with her wrists in cuffs and her legs high up and shackled, to do anything about it.
I took off all her hair, down to a crew buzz....
And then I spread the cool menthol shaving cream all over her cunny.
I even stuck my finger inside of her, knowing that the hotmenthol would cool her pussy right out....
She was now spreading her legs even wider than before, knowing that I was going to take every hair off of her!
She was being shaved very methodically by me....
I used short strokes, as I took it off her ... and when I was finished, after nearly an hour of close shaving ... I reached for the bottle of baby oil.
I poured it all over my hands, and then, gave her a brisk rubbing, all over her cunt and thighs.
"Aaahhh . ... ooohh. ... yes...."
She loved that.
And then I was finished.
"So," I said to her.
"How do you feel now?"
"Very shaved," she said back.
"You must be grateful to me...."
She looked as if she didn't understand what I was saying....
So I grabbed her hair in one hand ... her luxurious thick blonde hair....
"I might just decide to shave this also...."
"No ... please ... I'll be good...." she said.
"All right then ... but just remember if you misbehave, it all has to come off...."
She shook her head.
She knew that I meant business....
"Now," I said, "I'm going to untie you ... and when I do, I want you to remember that if you try to get away ... I'll punish you severely...."
"I won't...." she said, softly.
"And I might as well tell you that all the locks on the doors are locked from the inside, and you need a key to get out ... so it's really quite useles...."
"I understand...."
"I'm sure you do ... now, about this dinner...." Her eyes lit up.
"As you were applying for the job of maid, I'm sure you know how to cook ... so you will make us a delicious dinner ... everything you need is in the kitchen...."
"Yes...."
"Yes, what?"
She stared at me.
"Mistress?"
"That's better...."
"Yes, mistress...."
She understood!
She was learning quickly.
I undid her bonds, and led her to the kitchen.
I had her open a bottle of wine for me, and poured myself a drink, while she got herself set up.
She was allowed to wear her maid's uniform, consisting of black stockings, sheer of course, high heels, a black short maid's uniform, and a little white apron.
Perhaps not very practical, but very, very sexy.
Especially for a slave....
And now, as she started to cook, I poured myself a refill of wine, and went into the living room.
I went over my schedule for the following day.
It wasn't going to be too bad.
However, what I was really looking forward was another session with Monica.
I needed to put her into advanced training, and as quickly as possible.
Something memorable.