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MASTER OF THE HOUSE
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Chapter 1
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Melissa was nervously awaiting her first meeting with the master of
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the house. She had been hired directly out of high school for her
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first job: housemaid in the mansion of a wealthy young man whose great
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interests were horseback riding and fox hunting. She wondered why she
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had been ordered to meet him in such a skimpy outfit: other than her
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starched white maid's cap, she was wearing only a velvet ribbon around
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her neck and a sexy black garter belt and black silk stockings under
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her little black maid's apron. Her black shoes had five inch stiletto
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heels that forced her to take only short, small steps, causing her hips
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to undulate as she moved. She was self-conscious that her huge, firm
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breasts were bare and she was aware that her red nipples were erect and
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poking out from the darker red circles that covered the tips of her
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creamy white tits. She hoped that the supervisor of maids would return
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with the rest of the outfit.
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Suddenly she was confronted with the master of the house, a
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handsome young stud named Ronald. He had just returned from an
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afternoon of riding and he looked dashing in his jodphurs, tall black
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boots, and natty blue shirt. She liked his looks right off, admiring
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his curly brown hair and muscular arms. However, she didn't like the
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looks of that whip he carried, a thick blacksnake that looked like it
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could be used more for disciplining a recalcitrant breeding bull than
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for guiding a thoroughbred horse.
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Ronald swung right into action, intimidating the girl as she
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quivered and covered her naked breasts with her trembling hands. He
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ordered her to kneel at his feet and that was easy for her to do since
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her knees had turned to water and she wasn't sure that she could stand
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much longer. "Move your hands!" he commanded as her fingers continued
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to hide her breasts. As her head shook side to side, he let the whip
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uncoil and drop to the carpet. As his hand took the whip back, she
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moaned, "Noooooo." and she let her hands drop to her sides, fully
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exposing her breasts to his gaze. She felt a blush start over her
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breasts and her nipples erected even more under his steady gaze. He
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rubbed the cold leather of the whip handle over her breasts, bending
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her nipples up and down as it pressed into the tender flesh.
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The powerful young stud strode to the bureau and opened the top
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drawer, producing a pair of black leather shackles held together by a
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chrome-plated chain. As the girl looked on aghast, he shackled her
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ankles with the strange device. She was at once horrified and excited
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for the soft leather had a warm and pleasing odor; and when the man
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came close, the scent from his sweaty riding pants and high boots added
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to the heady sensations.
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He asked Melissa her name and when she replied he said, "Melissa,
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I'm going to show you who is boss on this estate. I'm going to teach
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you who the Master is."
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Melissa tried to rise, but he caught her ankles by the chain and
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dragged her to an easy chair as she squirmed and tried to get away. He
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brought the whip sharply across her ass and told her, "If you don't
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stop squirming I'm going to have to really beat your ass!" The
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intensity of the pain had subsided somewhat, but Melissa had no desire
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to feel another blow, so she lay quietly sobbing on the carpet. "Get
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on your knees." he commanded as he sat on the edge of the easy chair.
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Melissa got on her hands and knees in front of him as he put his hand
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under her chin, turning her face toward him. "You are going to feel
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pain and you are going to experience pleasure. You are going to
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perform acts you never dreamed of and you are going to experience the
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true pleasure of serving your Master. Your body belongs to me. I can
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do anything I want with it: I can whip you until you bleed, I can tie
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you up and leave you hanging from chains, I can make you do anything I
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want. If you fight me, your pain will be greater and your pleasure
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less. If you cooperate, I'll make sure you experience the heights of
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orgasm over and over." As he increased the pressure of his fingers, he
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asked, "Do you understand?"
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Melissa nodded through her tears. What could she do? There was no
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one to help her and they were too far from any other houses for anyone
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to hear her screams. She had no where to run or hide. She felt
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trapped in the great mansion of this powerful young man.
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He pulled her erect so that she was kneeling between his leather
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covered legs. He reversed the whip so that the thick handle end
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protruded from his fingers as he rubbed it between her heaving breasts
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and pushed it into the tender tit flesh under her nipple. He drew her
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trembling body to him as he felt her bare pussy and let his fingers rub
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gently up and down the moist opening of her cunt. As his fingers
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explored her pussy, Melissa felt the familiar throbbing in her clit as
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it began to peek pinkly out of its sheath, poking stiffly into his
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finger as it continued to bring her pleasure. The whip handle rubbed
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down her belly as it traveled to her cunt.
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"Oh, please don't," she begged, but it was too late. Ronald had
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inserted the whip handle between her legs and was rubbing it through
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the wetness his fingers had created. Melissa felt strange sensations
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as the cold black leather intruded into her cunt lips and massaged her
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clit. The girl felt strange sensations ripple through her body. Never
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in her life had she felt anything like this before. She was starting
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to get wildly turned on by the forcefulness of this macho man, by the
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scent of all that leather and sweat, and by the action of the thick
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leather whip handle dragging back and forth across her tender clit.
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Ronald arose and returned to the same drawer, returning with what
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looked like a wide leather belt which he fastened around her slim
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waist, buckling it so tightly that her flesh was pinched by the
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leather. He got two leather handcuffs which he enclosed around her
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wrists and connected to rings on the side of the belt, imprisoning her
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hands at her side and making it impossible for her to protect any part
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of her trembling body. He placed a leather collar around her neck,
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buckling it at the back. She felt the coldness of two chains that
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dangled from the center of the collar and ran between her breasts. At
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the end of each chain was an evil-looking alligator clip, and she
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shuddered as she realized their purpose.
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The next time he returned from the drawer, he was holding a weird
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implement the likes of which she had never seen before. It was a short
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whip of black leather, thicker than a rider's crop, with curlicues of
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leather up the business end.
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"Have you ever felt the blows from something like this?" he asked,
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and when she shook her head no, he took her by one arm and raised the
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whip. "This is a jockey's bat," he said, his eyes burning like a
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couple of red-hot coals. "It's used when a filly will not do as she is
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told. For the next five minutes you must be completely quiet. If you
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make any sound at all, I'll whip your ass until you learn to obey me."
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He lay the bat on the chair and grabbed her left breast, forcing it
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up toward her face, his fingers digging into the tender flesh and
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distorting her beautiful tit. His other hand took one of the clips and
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brought it in front of her eyes, opening the jaws to let her see the
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tiny teeth before he slowly brought it close to her sensitive nipple.
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He enclosed her erect nipple in the jaws of the clip, and she couldn't
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stifle the moan that escaped from her lips as she felt the sharp pain
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of the teeth pinching her nipple. As he reached for the whip, she
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quickly shook her head from side to side, begging him with her eyes to
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give her another chance. He grabbed her other tit and bruised it as he
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forced it upward. As he pulled on the chain, it slipped through the
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ring in the collar, pulling her left tit upward and increasing the
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pain. He had to strain to get the clip on her right nipple, but when
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he was finished, the short chain pulled both tits upward and exposed
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the tender white flesh of the lower breast.
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She gritted her teeth against the pain as her head twisted wildly
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from side to side. As the tears ran from her eyes, she saw a drop of
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blood where the clip had torn her left nipple and she moaned
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involuntarily.
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"I told you to be silent!", Ronald roared as he whipped the bat
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across her unprotected ass, driving a scream of pain from her tortured
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throat. She fell backward onto the carpet, trying to protect her
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bruised butt, and Ronald slashed her across her stomach, barely missing
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her pussy lips as the jockey bat curled between her legs. She twisted
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and turned, trying to protect her innocent body, but no matter how she
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moved, she couldn't escape the blows that rained across her soft skin,
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bring bright red welts everywhere they landed.
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Finally, nearing exhaustion, she silently sobbed as Ronald gave her
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some respite, the sobs wracking her body but not causing any sounds.
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As she lay there with the sharp pains starting to dull, she heard
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Ronald gently tapping the whip across his leather boots. She heard him
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walk to the bureau and return to where she was curled in the fetal
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position, her cuffed wrists keeping her from soothing the worst of the
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welts. She felt his toe push her onto her back as he ordered her to
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open her legs. Through the haze of her tears, she saw the monstrous
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black dildo in his hand and she instinctively clasped her knees more
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tightly. He reached behind for the whip and slashed her across her
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tortured nipples, crushing the toothed clips into her poor nipples and
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causing her to pass out with the pain.
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When she awoke, her entire body was on fire with the dull aching of
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the whipping she had endured. She tried to move but found that she was
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securely strapped to some kind of table with her legs held wide open by
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chains that reached from the ceiling. Two thick leather belts
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encircled her body just below her tits and just above her hips,
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completely restraining her. The collar and clips had been removed, but
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she gasped involuntarily as she saw the blood drying on the torn flesh
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of her sensitive nipples. She could see the deep indentations where
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the clips had clamped her tender nipples, the marks of the tiny teeth
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appearing as deeper dots in the skin. As she looked through the V of
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her legs, she could see Ronald working on some kind of machine,
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adjusting screws and straps. She tried to lick her dry lips and he
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noticed that she was awake. He strode to the bureau and returned with
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a handfull of one inch wide Velcro straps which he lay on the tender
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skin of her stomach.
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"Well, Melissa, are you ready to continue your training? You have
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such a lovely body, but I think your tits could use some assistance in
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standing even prouder." He moved to her side and leaned down to grab
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her nipple between his teeth, pulling her tit into prominance as he
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wrapped one of the straps tightly around the base of her breast,
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forcing the pink flesh to bulge tightly above the strap. She could see
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his teeth digging into her nipples and she moaned as the sharp pains
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increased as he strained to pull her nipple even higher. He placed a
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second and third strap, each one even tighter than the previous one,
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compressing her tender tit so that it stood up from her chest almost as
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if it was a separate part of someone else. She could see the saliva
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gleaming from one proud nipple as he proceeded to strap her other
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breast, using his teeth again to pull her tender flesh. The trapped
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blood caused her tits to blush pinkly and her nipples to expand to
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their fullest extent, standing bravely erect as his fingers started
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twisting and squeezing the tortured red buds. Involuntarily she moaned
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deep in her throat as he pulled her nipples as if he was trying to pick
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her up by the nipple alone.
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"You still haven't learned to be silent, have you?", he inquired as
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he began to slap his hand across both of her tits, the sharp claps
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echoing through the room. "Since you are a slow learner, I've brought
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something to help you." He described the purpose of the machine which
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she had glimpsed between her legs. The motor drove a large disk to
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which was attached a rod and a large dildo with half inch protrusions
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all around its circumference. He had a remote control in his hand that
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controlled both the speed of the motor as well as the length of the
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stroke imparted to the dildo. He moved the machine into place and put
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the dildo into her cunt, forcing the pink flesh to open before the huge
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invader. She felt the dildo start forcing its way up inside her pussy,
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the protrusions dragging her cunt walls as it moved relentlessly up her
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body. Just when she thought that it would try to force its way into
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her stomach, it reversed and started to emerge, dragging her pussy lips
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as it moved. Even though she was aching from the previous whipping,
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she started to feel her pussy moisten as the combination of the
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movements of the dildo started merging with the hopelessness of her
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situation.
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As Ronald increased the speed of the machine, her pains started to
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subside, being replaced with the pleasure she felt radiating from her
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cunt as her pussy juices flooded out of her cunt and dripped onto the
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table. She shut her eyes and gave herself over to the impending orgasm
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until she felt a searing pain across her tits. Her eyes flew open as
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he said, "You can't have an orgasm until I permit it. And I won't
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permit it until you recognize that I am your total Master." He whipped
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her across her nipples again causing her to buck involuntarily.
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As the dildo continued to rape her poor cunt, she could feel the
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orgasm starting to radiate from her cunt, sending waves of pleasure
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through her body. Just as she was about to cum, he turned the machine
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off, leaving her hanging on the edge but unable to get over. She
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squeezed the muscles of her cunt, trying to get the dildo to start
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fucking her again, but it was no use. He rubbed the jocky bat between
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her legs, the curlicues of leather stimulating her clit as it poked
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pinkly from her dark bush, and she could almost feel the orgasm coming.
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He brought the whip to her face where she could smell the pungent odor
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of the leather mixed with her own fluids. "Clean it off!" he ordered
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as he forced it into her mouth. She could taste herself as her tongue
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licked the end of the whip, cleaning it of all the moisture.
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He started the machine again, and she could feel it invade her,
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pushing its way deep into her cunt and bringing her pleasure. He
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rubbed the tip of the whip over her clit and increasing her pleasure
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threefold, her groans filling the air as she worked toward the
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pinnacle. Each time she almost got to the top, he would slow or stop
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the machine, but he kept the whip rubbing over her clit and kept her
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right on the edge. Finally she moaned, "Oh please, Master, please let
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me cum. I'll do anything you want. You can fuck me. You can beat me.
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You can do anything you want if only you'll let me cum. Please Master!
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Please let me cum."
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Without using the machine, he started gently whipping Melissa
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between the legs, the action of the whip striking her clit and causing
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her a combination of pain and pleasure. All of a sudden she was there!
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Melissa soared over the top into the most pleasure she had ever felt in
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her eighteen years. The orgasm shook her entire body, causing her
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nipples to expand and her cunt to flood with moisture. He continued to
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strike her clit gently with the whip as waves and waves of glory washed
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over her until she couldn't take anymore and nearly passed out again,
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this time from pleasure instead of pain.
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When she regained her senses, she realized that Ronald had removed
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the machine and was using only the whip to gently beat her clit,
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bringing her back up to the peaks of pleasure. As he continued,
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Melissa had orgasm after orgasm, each one cresting just as the previous
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one ended. Suddenly she realized that he was training her! She
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noticed that he would beat her gently for a while and then would
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increase the pressure, the additional pain causing her to have
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additional pleasure and causing the orgasm. But she didn't care! As
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long as he gave her pleasure, the pain was worth it.
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"Don't stop, please don't stop!" she begged as he moved to the head
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of the table. He pushed a button and the table dropped out from
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beneath her shoulders and her head snapped back until she was looking
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directly at his monstrous erection which he had freed from his pants.
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"Open your mouth and suck my cock!" he ordered as the shiny rod pressed
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at her lips, coating them with the pre-cum which covered the head.
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She shook her head and refused to unclench her teeth. She could smell
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the sweat and leather of his crotch as he continued to rub his prick
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across her face, the aroma of the leather causing her to
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remember the beautiful whip which had given her such pleasure.
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He took a different whip, one that was very thin and pliable, and
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began to thrash her tits, sometimes on the erect nipple, sometimes on
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the engorged flesh of her bound breasts. Each blow on her tit left a
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white line temporarily radiating through the pinkness, disappearing
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after a few moments as another blow left its mark. As he whipped her,
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she could feel the pleasure start to bloom in her pussy, concentrated
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in the protruding pink clit which was searching for the whip. As he
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increased the speed and strength of the blows across her breasts,
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Melissa began to moan, not from pain, but rather from the pleasure he
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was giving with the beautiful thin whip.
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He pulled her head up so that she was looking directly into his
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eyes as he threatened, "I won't let you feel the pleasure of the whip
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anymore until you suck my love juices down your throat." She wiggled
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and tried to get into the pleasure zone again before realizing that, in
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order to get her way, she was going to have to give him his.
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She opened her mouth and licked her lips, looking into his eyes as
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his large prick shoved deep into her throat, causing her to gag and
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choke. As he drove deeply into her throat, her eyes were focused on
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his hairy, swinging balls that bumped her forehead each time he fucked
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her mouth. She could smell the sweat and leather of his scrotum mixing
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with the pungent aroma of his pre-cum which he had smeared around her
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nose and lips. As he continued to fuck her beautiful red lips, she
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learned to relax her throat and to breath between strokes as she
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watched his prick, glistening with her saliva, pistoning into her
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mouth, the large veins on the side swelling as his pleasure increased.
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Finally, he started to lash her body in tempo with his movements,
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causing her to depend on the mouth fucking just as she was depending on
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the whipping to bring on her orgasms. She felt the rod begin to swell
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even more and knew that he was just about to cum, and she increased the
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suctioning pressure on each stroke. Just as she felt the blast of
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sticky cum coating her tongue, his hand became a blur, driving the whip
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faster and faster across her body, causing her to spasm into one
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pleasure dome after another, faster than her mind could comprehend.
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The only thing she knew was that she associated intense pleasure with
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the taste of cum and the smell of leather, a secret that Ronald would
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exploit as he continued her training.
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