Master finally went in extra hard, fast and deep as he moaned loudly. Nancy responded with a scream of her own, I could see her back arch and her hands and feet clench as she apparently came too. Master continued with several small strokes in her ass as she continued to moan loudly.
Master leaned down, kissed her neck and said “Good slut” as he withdrew and headed towards the bathroom. A few minutes later we heard the toilet flush and the shower turned on. Nancy and I huddled, comforting each other as she came down from her orgasm. She had managed to cum despite the deep pain in her butt that Master aggravated with every stroke.
I commented to her that I was surprised that Master would treat her that way knowing how damaged her butt was. She gave me a serious look and replied, “Master saw yesterday that I needed a reminder that I am his, I objected to being included in the training of the slut. This was a reminder. Understand that Master will never damage you but will definitely hurt you if you make it necessary. If you choose to be his, know what he expects and never intentionally disappoint him.”
Master came out of the bathroom and seemed surprised that we were both still in bed. He curtly told us to get showered and cleaned inside and out and be down for breakfast in fifteen minutes. We both scurried out of bed and back to the other bathroom. We quickly washed each other and gave her an enema and me a douche’ since the other holes hadn’t been used since their last cleaning. Dressing doesn’t take long when all you are wearing is a collar, plug and heels, and the same almost every day.
Our breakfasts were in bowls at Master’s feet when we crawled into the dining room. Fortunately, it was still warm. As we finished, Master reminded me that I was to go to the cottage and serve and obey his friend when they showed up. Master was giving no clue about who was coming or what to expect.
I started walking up the hill toward the cottage, of course that meant I had to pass right by the farmhands by the barn. As I stopped to politely chat with them, I remembered Nancy saying that sometimes Master shared her with them. It suddenly occurred to me that they were all thinking what it would be like to use me, whenever Master would send me to serve them. My cunt immediately clenched and got so wet I had to quickly say goodbye and head back up the hill before my wet thighs became obvious.
Once reaching the cottage I did a quick tour making sure everything was clean and put away. I had only sat down for a moment when I heard the car pull up. Master hadn’t given me any directions other than to serve and obey, but I felt it best to greet my guest kneeling properly inside the door. I quickly opened the door and knelt on the carpet just inside it.
I’m not sure what I was expecting but the tall thin dark haired girl was not it. She stopped in the doorway. With my eyes down all I could see were her stiletto boots as she stood there silently inspecting me. I finally heard the command, “Crawl out and get my bag out of the backseat of my car. I don’t want any toothmarks on it as you crawl bringing it back to me.”
I crawled past her and out to her car. There was a leather satchel in the back seat. I wrapped my gums over my teeth and crawled back to her with it that way. When I reached the door she took it from me and said, “Good girl, now follow me.”
As I crawled behind her, I could see that the boots were knee high, with muscular legs between them and a short leather skirt. A dark ponytail hung down to her waist over a corset top. Once we reached the bed, she turned and commanded, “Eyes up here.”
As I looked up into her dark brown eyes she continued, “Your master has sent me to test you. While I will greatly enjoy each of your tests today, some you may enjoy, some will be quite painful, but I am sure that you will successfully please you master with each one.”
With that she dropped her skirt, laid back on the bed and motioned me to between her legs. I immediately knew what the first test was and was confident that my lessons with Nancy in John’s gym had taught me well.
I kissed and licked her thighs from the top of her boots to just below her vagina, then repeated on the other side. I was rewarded when I found wetness as I got close, and the smell told me I had successfully aroused her. I used everything Nancy had taught me, I licked, I sucked, I nipped her clit, I drove my tongue as deep into her cunt as I could reach finding her sweet nectar. Her hips started to buck in my face and then a shower as she spurted all over my face.
I cleaned her up and resumed tonguing her clit when she suddenly clamped my head tight between her muscular thighs and whispered, “enough slut.” She pulled me up to her for a long tender kiss as she gave my left nipple a hard pinch and twist until I moaned in her mouth. She held me tight as she recovered, constantly pulling and twisting my nipples, as she told me she was pleased with my skills and performance.
Once she was recovered, she snapped a leash on my collar. She handed me her satchel which I again carried in my mouth without touching it with my teeth. I crawled behind her to the dungeon. Once there she took the satchel and fastened cuffs on my wrists and ankles. My wrist cuffs were attached to an overhead hook, and she raised the hook with a winch until I was stretched up onto my toes. Then she buckled my ankles tight together.
Being on my toes with my feet connected close together I wasn’t very stable. My wrists attached to the winch above me kept me from falling, but I couldn’t control my twisting. She emphasized that by grabbing my nipple and pulling it, causing me to spin. She then grabbed the other nipple and stopped my spinning, only to make me spin in the other direction, until again a nipple grab stopped me.
She pinched both nipples hard and got right in my face to say, “I am going to whip you. It is very important that when you are being whipped that you do not move. When I throw a whip, distance is critical, if you move, I could cut you badly. That is not my intent. Nor do I wish to have to explain that to your master. This time I have you fixed so you can spin, but not otherwise move but remember that for later.”
I watched as she opened her satchel and took out a long whip. She cracked it in the air several times, and each crack sounded like a gunshot. Then she stood in front of me and started flicking it back and forth. I could feel the breeze as it passed over me without touching me. Then she took a small step towards me and the tip of the whip traced a short line on my body as it passed by. Each line as the whip passed felt somewhere between a sting and a slight burn, and each time the whip passed it left a thin red line to mark where it had passed. She took a step in and wrapped the whip completely around me and then pulled, spinning me around. She then continued to work my back. The stripes across my butt and thighs seemed a bit heavier and stung more than most.
By now my entire body was on fire, the accumulation of a hundred times the whip had crossed my body. The heat in my butt seemed to have the greatest heat other than my cunt that was clenching in need. I was sure the wetness running down my thighs was visible.
She dropped the whip and started fondling, tickling and scratching my body. It was an intense mix of feeling as she fondled my whipped tits and ass and ran her fingernails up my sides tickling me only to use them to scratch across the multitude of red lines covering my body.
She finally released the clip holding my ankles together and lowered the hoist holding my wrists. She released my wrists and effortlessly scooped me into her arms and carried me to the padded table where she secured my arms over my head and my legs spread to the corners of the table.
If I thought she was going to let me recover I was badly mistaken. She pulled a spray bottle out of her bag and started spraying it all over my body. At first it felt cool, almost cold when it hit my body, but it instantly changed, ripping a scream from my throat as the spray set my already on fire body to a whole new level of pain. I smelled the alcohol, but never knew its effect on abrasions.
Once she had coated my body with the spray she climbed onto the table and muffled my screams and cries with her very wet cunt, smothering my face. Once my screams subsided, she started grinding her cunt on my face, but moving so that I could frequently gasp for air. I managed to get back under control and started tonguing the cunt covering my face.
As I tongued her cunt, I noticed how she moved to get her most sensitive areas onto my tongue. I quickly learned where those areas were and paid particular attention to them. The fire covering my body had subsided to a low constant level, when she flooded my face as she came, I gagged and coughed when the sudden flood hit my throat.
She moved down and laid down on top of me, between my still spread legs, her pelvis grinding on my cunt as she kissed me, taking me, driving her tongue deep into my mouth, finding and caressing mine, before sucking it into her mouth and gently biting it.
She leaned back and smiled at me, “You are doing very well, I may just have to ask your Master if I can keep you for myself. You still have pain and pleasure before I’m done with you, both of which I will thoroughly enjoy even if you don’t.”
With that she kissed me again, untied one of my legs and rolled me onto my side. She slid in between my legs with her head by my feet, with one of her legs in front of me and one behind. She pushed up until I felt her cunt tight against mine. “Now fuck me, was her simple order.”
I wasn’t sure what she wanted or how I was supposed to fuck her, but I started moving and grinding my cunt against hers as she started moving against mine. It felt incredible, rubbing my cunt against the softness of hers, then mix in the feeling as I rubbed my cunt and clit against her pubic bone. The sensations were something different than I had ever felt before. It quickly became very wet, and we slid easily against each other.
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