Posted by najaah
on Fri 12 Jun 09, 11:19 PM to najaah's blog.
Tags: Taunton (TA)
this is for you cuddly as you are probably the only one who liked it lol..
THE MASTER PART 2.
She knocks upon the door, fidgeting a little she is still nervous to visit her Master although she loves to obey him. The door opens, no words are spoken she enters he takes her coat and hangs it for her. Come kajira, she follows him, he points to a spot on the floor and she knows that it is where he wants her to stand but not until she is naked. She needs no command to remove her clothes she knows it is what he expects and she would not dare to disobey (he would just strip her himself and then stripe her ass for disobedience) She is naked now and standing where he told her too. “Present kajira” his soft command it needed no explanation. She turns away from him bending gracefully at the waist placing her hands to her buttocks and spreading her cheeks, she displays her anus for his pleasure. He watches proud of her she is his, his to command in any way he wishes. He can teach her whatever he wishes and she will learn it to his satisfaction. He takes her by the hair bending her over his table his hand between her thighs he feels the dampness there, his cock is already hard he was waiting for her he takes her, pounding into her soft wet pussy. He sighs and gasps “ah! I love the feel of you slave, who are you?” he asks “I am your slave Master”. “What are you?” “I am your horny slut Master” “More words slave” “I am your fuckmeat Master, your owned property” “Yes, yes you are and don't forget it” He continued to fuck her enjoying her he did not wait to cum that he would save for later. She moaned her pleasure of him he pulled her hair making her arch her back to him. He withdrew and straightened his trousers again; he left her where she was knowing she would not move until he told her too. He seated himself back on his chair “kajira” she looked to him. He pointed to her blanket beside his chair, she crawled to him her passion soiling her thighs as she moved she needed to cum, was desperate to cum. She must wait. The Master petted her she purred she was his. He moved forward in the chair and looked to her; she knew what he wanted of her there was no need for words. The kajira undid his trouser and pulled free his cock she licked him his balls his thigh but not his cock not yet he sighed she was playing she knew what she was to do yet she did it not. “SLAP” on her buttock followed again “slap slap slap slap, are you defying me slave?” she grunted at the impact of the slaps “no Master” she said humbled taking his cock in her mouth sucking as she had been taught her tongue licking at the tip. She felt him harden she wriggled she was so horny she did not think she would need him inside her; just knowing how hard she was making him was enough. He pulled her off of his cock “go to the room slave” he commanded. She stood and gracefully went to the room where he kept all his instruments of fun of pain of his trade. He chained her to the cross her hands high her feet spread wide placing the pole at her opening the simple command “begin” she knew she was to fuck herself on the pole make herself cum, to be the slut he wanted her to be and she wanted to. Though it was humiliating to see herself in the mirror opposite rising up and down on the phallus he placed for her. Even though her cheeks burned red, she knew she would obey. She pushed herself down feeling it enter her, her pussy wet wanting the invasion of the hard non-movable shaft. Up and down she rose faster faster, harder harder, “stop” she ignores him hoping that it will be too late by the time he realises she was not listening to him. “Stop slut or you will be punished” she continues her body taking over. He slaps her breast bringing her to awareness, she gasps, lowers her eyes ashamed of her blatant wantonness. He slaps her again “you dare to defy me slave” he removes the pole it is slick with her juice making a sucking noise as it is removed. He unchains her and turns her to face the cross chaining her back up to it. She shivers as she watches him take up the whip, it is strong and hard she knows it will hurt. 'Thwack, thwack' he repeats it again hitting her backside raising weal's of red. She gasps she knows she is expected to take it quietly she only hopes she can do so. 'thwack, thwack, smack, smack, whack, whack' the blows getting harder, she tries not to move but it is getting hard he reaches 30 her bottom the shade of beetroot her gasps becoming soft cries as the pain begins to over whelm her she dances from one foot to the other. “Master” she begs “Master please I am sorry”. “Sorry you will be girl you will never disobey me again do you hear me slut?” “Yes Master never never again I swear please.” He strikes 4 times more then lays down his whip he leaves her there to think on what she has done. She sobs softly she can bare any punishment for his pleasure but not in anger or because he is upset at her. She strives to obey in all things she wishes to please him and him alone. She will obey others but only because he says she must. He returns, “Kennel kajira,” he says. She climbs into the cage at the side of the room purpose built for her, her cushion is there “maybe I shall return for you tonight but maybe I wont” he said , she sighs lowering her eyes in shame at having been disobedient “ yes Master as is your want Master I am property, I am your slave, kajira” “Yes and you would do well to remember that for future reference” She nods accepting her fate she knew he would punish her. “You may however sit as you wish you do not need to kneel in there slave I will allow you that much freedom within the cage”. “Yes Master thank you” she uncurls her legs from beneath her and curls up on the cushion as she hears her Master descend the stairs. She drifts into a light sleep dreaming of the pleasure she can give her Master. She stirs hearing Him on the stair he enters the room. “Kajira” she wakes and rising into nadu replies “yes Master” He opens the cage “come kajira” she climbs out of the cage crawling to a spot just in front of him and sits in nadu “ come we have a visitor” she nods and follows obediently. She crawls after him eyes on his heels as they enter his sitting room, he points to a spot on the floor. “Bara” the command was spoken her master watched with pride as she lay on her stomach and crossed her hands and feet turning her head to the left she waits. Then a voice says speaking not to her but to her Master she is well trained you must be proud, I see you keep her well trained in pain I notice your marks you gave her. Yes, she learns well but still needs to remember her place sometimes hence the reminder. “Please take your pleasure of her she will obey your every whim enjoy” The voice then said “thank you Jarl FM4E” “Kajira, kajira nadu” Swift to obey the slave kneels thighs spread wide eyes lowered and palms upturned on her thighs. A smile of approval is upon her Masters lips as he watches from his seat. The stranger strokes the girls hair she lifts in response to his touch, he takes her breast in his hand and squeezes. He hears her gasp her breath quickens, he squeezes the other one as she lifts to his touch. He undoes his belt and removes it folding it in two; she understands the meaning of this action and tenses. “Pleasure me slave” she takes his cock in her hand and begins to rub it. Lowering her head her tongue licks at its tip, licking up and down she sighs content in her service to her Master it is his wish that she serve this stranger. A hand grabs her hair holding her to his cock forcing her deep onto it her tongue massages his cock. She hears his sigh and knows he is liking what she is doing to him she can feel him swelling in her throat. She is becoming wet her juice running onto her thighs she tries to stay still to think only of his pleasure. “kajira karta” he said she turns from him kneeling with her breasts to the floor and bottom raised her thighs spread and her hands either side of head she is in the perfect position to be used by him she waits her body slick her breath soft and fast. She hears him rise from the chair and feels his hand on her buttocks the stranger looks to the slaves Master “I like my girls to have their ass warmed before I use them” her Master waves him on “she is for your use do as you wish with her” he says. The stranger picks up his discarded belt folding it in two he strikes her across the buttocks the only sign that he has struck her is the ripple in the cheeks of her ass the soft gasp as it strikes. As he reaches the tenth stroke her gasps, becoming moans he sinks his length into her warm pussy she shouts her pleasure as he enters her abruptly ramming home. Her pussy is so wet already it is easy for him to use her he reaches for her pierced breast as he rides her she lifts her chest slightly to allow him easy access to them. He grunts using long hard strokes feeling her pussy grip him tightly, she moans her pleasure feeling his hard cock swelling as he pumps into her. “You have such a lovely hot pussy slut,” he says as he rides his passion to its end “yes master thank you master” She gasps as she feels his seed spurt into her her body writhing on his cock accepting his pleasure as her own. He removes his cock and places it at her mouth “clean it” she takes it into her mouth. Licking it clean moaning tasting her own juices upon it she gasps as she feels her Master enter from behind she pushes back onto him as she sucks the stranger he is becoming hard again. Moaning her pleasure excepting her fate sandwiched between her Master and his friend she writhes on him feeling him working into her pussy she gasps against his touch. Her Master slips out of her pussy and enters her anus. Her gasp lost on the strangers cock as she sucked on it. Her orgasm getting closer as she is pounded from behind, she feels the strangers eruption coming close and prepares to swallow it as she feels her Master explode into her ass just as she expects the strangers sperm he leaves her mouth and squirts over her face and neck leaving her to splutter. Her Master and the stranger leave her where she is, she dares not to move knowing she would be punished if she did her chest is heaving showing the energy she has used giving her Masters pleasure and her passion. She catches the sperm as it starts to drip and rubs it onto her body ensuring none reaches her Masters floor. She hears them as they take their seats “kajira” it brings her to attention she kneels in nadu looking to her Master, “kajira fetch us drinks” She rises gracefully to her feet to fetch them their whiskey she brings the tray and kneels before them the tray hi her eyes lowered. Her Master signals her to her blanket, she takes her place kneeling silently beside her Masters chair peaceful and content in the knowledge that she has pleased him once more.
