He walked away through the door and back up the stairs. She lay on the bench crying and trembling feeling pain in her tits, cunt, ass inside and out. The backs of her legs hurt with a burning pain from the paddle. She wished silently that she could pass out or die to avoid the pain. He left her there for several hours before coming back to release her. Once he had her free he pulled her to her feet by the hair on her head.
I watched Pamela on the monitors as I ate, watched television, and relaxed. After about an hour she seemed to relax and stopped crying. She had to be completely exhausted from the pain and crying. I left her alone for the next couple of hours. I found some left over fried chicken, fried potatoes, green beans and bread and warmed it up to feed her. She has not had anything to eat for the past twenty plus hours. I took her food into the small bedroom leaving it on the table I went back to her. She was out either asleep or unconscious. She apparently had not heard me return. I got a zapper from the cabinet and zapped her left tit with an electric charge causing her to scream behind the ball gag and struggle against her restraints. I zapped her tits alternating from left to right making her squeal and struggle until she just lay still and moaned each time I zapped her.
Are you awake now you lazy little cunt? She nodded her head and I heard a gagged muffled yes, Master. She lay completely still as I removed the blindfold, gag and restraints freeing her from the bench. I left the ankle cuffs. Pamela did not resist as I pulled her from the whipping bench standing her up. Her legs were so weak she could barely stand. Bent over and placed my shoulder in her midsection forcing her to drape over my shoulder and carried her to her cell.
I sat her at the table and told her to eat. She said yes, Master thank you Master and slowly began to eat. I ask if she were alright. She said I hurt all over Master. My vagina and rectum feel like they are on fire, Master. I felt satisfaction that she had learned to address me as Master. I told her the pain was part of her training. I want you to know what to expect if you disrespect or disobey me. Is the rape part of my training too, Master. I told her the rape is to impress on you that you are mine and sex is part of serving me. I can take you anytime, any where, in any of your holes that pleases me.
She looked at me with sadness and fear in her face as I told her she would soon give herself to me and even enjoy it as much as I. She sat slowly eating looking at me. Then I noticed a change in her expression. She ask Master, you said I would have a very hard two weeks. How long has it been, Master. I smiled and told her it had been two days. She cringed at that answer to her question. I then told her I know you are a very smart young woman. What have you learned to this point.
Pamela chewed on the food slowly thinking about my question. She then said, Master, have learned that I willing give you my submission mind, body and soul to avoid any more pain like I feel right now. I plead with Master for mercy and give me a chance to prove my total obedience. I looked at her with compassion and pride. I told her I would think about it over night and make a decision on her request tomorrow.
She finished her meal as I sat watching her. I told her to get on the bed. She did not hesitate saying yes Master and shuffled with hobbled ankles to the bed. She turned to face me beside the bed and ask does Master wish for me to sit or lie on the bed? I told her to sit. She sat on the edge of the bed and put her hands behind her back. She kept her eyes cast down as I approached. I pulled a leather collar attached to a small chain from under the bed and padlocked it around her neck. The other end of the chain was padlocked to a ring mounted in the cement floor.
Her eyes remained down cast but flew wide open when I locked the collar and chain to her pretty little neck. I lifted her chin with one finger so that she looked into my eyes. She listened closely as I told her the chain was long enough to give her access to the bathroom. She said thank you, Master. As I moved to the door with the dishes from the table I told her she could get some rest now.
When I check her cell monitor she was still sitting on the bed crying. She finally lay back on the bed and immediately moaned and rolled onto her side to avoid as much pain in her sore back side as possible.
tusense96761 says
It was an okay story. Little to repetitive for my taste. It got boring, I couldn’t even get through it.