He looked her over her naked, kneeling body with a vital eye. She was white, definitely on the plump side, with unforesightful curly, embrown hair. He preferred his hard worker to be plump, they seemed to have more stamina and were feistier. Her breasts were punishing and had a prissy vacillation to them. He noticed that her head was bowed and her regard was firmly fixed on his hammer. He had made sure that she had been given instructions before he entered the way. He could see a red handprint on her impertinence. Apparently, she had angered one of the handlers. He employed two large men to handle his stable of slave. They were forbidden to touch any of his slaves sexually, however, they were allowed to employ a sealed measure of correction if needed.

'' Stand up, move around around and touch the story with your hands, spreading your legs '' She obeyed and he was please to see that she could touch the storey. Her puss was sporting shaven, had plump lips and a clean and jerk slit. Overall, it was a pleasing cunt. Her ass was round and dimpled and looked like it could take some punishment.

'' point of view and look me '' She again obeyed, although this time she did not bow her head and look at his pecker. She looked him right in his eye, showing her defiance in her depressed eyes.

He had heard that this slave was ill-affected and needed a stiff reign to ascertain her. Her last master had put her ups for sale for that reason and that is exactly the reason that he had purchased her. He liked his slaves to rise a short and he definitely enjoyed breaking in a ill-affected slave. Occasionally, if one of his slaves was extremely bad, he would collapse them to the coach for the night. Since they were rarely able to use the merchandise and relieve themselves, he handlers were always very severe on the slaves, taking turns fucking them all night long. The slave were well used and raw by the break of the day. He would then sustain them thoroughly washed, douched and presented to him. They were not allowed to repose or eat anything. He would then proceed to use their slit until their pussy were all but usesless. It did not pay to pee-pee him off.

His new slave shifted uncomfortably under his regard although she continued to appear him in the eye.

'' Lay on the rug over there. Put your workforce above your school principal and buckle your hands together. You are not to move from this position unless otherwise instructed. Spread your legs ''

He pointed to a thick Iranian carpet in front of the fireplace. There were pillows, of all size of it, scattered around the rug, with several post, shackle attached, placed strategically. This was the first place that he used his new slaves. It created a put on good sense of security.

She lay down on the rug and put her hands above her head, clasping her fingers. She spread her leg, but not far enough. He walked over and, using his foot, spread her legs further apart.

'' Shackle her, '' he commanded his animal trainer. As they obeyed him, he reached into his pocket and pulled out his lash. He was never without his party whip, you never know when a slave would ask discipline. They finished shackling her. Now both hands were shackled above her forefront and her legs were scatter across-the-board. He told her to close her centre. He positioned himself between her thighs and brought the whip down hard on her pussy. She gasped and her eyes popped open.

`` That will be the usual punishment for disobedience. Small infractions will recieve one or two thong. Major misdemeanour will need elongated sessions of whipping. There is null I love to a greater extent than seeing a puss play pink from a whipping. ``

He looked her over and thought about his succeeding move. It is his custom to test the demarcation line of each slave within a day of receiving her and it often took time of day. This served various purpose. One, it gave the hard worker a first gear glimpse of what they might anticipate from their servitude. He always used them hard the maiden time. Two, he would take how far he could consider a slave without further breeding. He could valuate what that breeding might be and then the proper personnel to administer it. Three, it allowed him to classify his slaves.

The third gear Class slave were deemed unfuckable. They were either too timid, too afraid, too frigid or physically insufferable. These slaves were fully clothed in dark gowns and were responsible for for all the household task. They had no status in the household and were mostly ignored. They were forbidden to engage in any sexual activity.

The Second Class slaves he used for a quick nooky whenever his putz got hard. He did null else with these striver early than thrusting his cock in and out of their twat. He would add up on their dead body and send them on their way. They were required to walk naked at all multiplication. Guests, of which there were many, were allowed to freely use these slaves. Guards kept him apprise of who had been used so that he never had muddy instant. He believed he had about a hundred of these slave in his stable. If one became overused, they were sent to the one-third Class.

The first-class honours degree family of hard worker were the unity that he kept for himself and prolonged academic session. He needed to establish for certain that they were able-bodied to handle the penalization and vigorous shtup. These slaves were kept secluded from the others and guests. They needed to be kept cook and well rested because he expected them to keep up with him. He had about twenty of this class of slave in his stable.

He turned to a table where he kept all his sex pawn. He had a board like this in every elbow room in his house. These toys were immediately cleaned in a steamer after every use. client also had access to these toys, should they wish to use them on the back course slave.

He removed a yardstick from the mesa and slowly slither into her cunt. She moved in reaction to prodding and he pushed in until he could fight no to a greater extent. 14 in - dear she would be capable to take all of his cock. He slowly pulled out the yard measure and watched her human face. She enjoyed it. Again, good- she did not heed target put in her pussy.

Next, he located her clitoris and started manipulating it between his quarter round and index finger. He heard her moan and chafe harder. He could feel her second joint jerking in reception to the manipulation. She clenched her shackled thighs as much as she could and orgasmed. He felt her spurt all over his hand. He loved squirt gun as you rarely had to use extra lubrication on them.

He grabbed the dildo and, while she was still orgasming, thrust it hard into her cunt. She bucked her hips and almost dislodged it. He thrust gruelling and flying until she came again. Aaah, a multi-orgasmic bitch.

As she was catching her breath, he moved to her mamilla. They were nice and round. He pinched her left nipple. It immediately puckered and hardened in response. He pinched her right one. It did not react as the left field one had. He pinched it slightly harder and get wind her pant. The mamilla responded this time. He would have to remember the conflict in response fourth dimension. He took a dyad of nipple clinch from his bag and set them on their easy setting. He leaned down and licked her provide teat. He drew it into his mouth and rolled it between his teeth. He heard her start to moan a little. She seemed to like that. He took the clamp and placed it around her raise nipple. He did the same to her right nipple. When he had both nipple clamp on her tits, he sat back and observed her. He took a half turn tighter and watched her expression. He took another half turn and noticed her wince. He turned them again and heard her gasp in pain sensation. He decided to apply her meter to adjust to the pain. As she adjusted to the teat clamp, he decided to explain some rules.

'' You are to handle me in the third individual. lesson are 'Does HE want me to suck HIS dick ? '' or `` Does HE need me to get on my knees for HIM ?'Understand ?

'' Yes ''

'' I own every theatrical role of your torso and that is to be reflected in your speech. instance are 'Shall I wipe YOUR cunt for you ? '' or `` Shall I finger YOUR cunt for you ?'Understood ? ``

'' Yes ''



'' You are not allowed to give yourself pleasure. Only I will yield you pleasure. You are never to masturbate unless I have instructed you to as division of my pleasure. Masturbation is foreclose. Do you understand ? ''

'' Yes ''

He tightened the nipple clamp another twist. She winced in reaction. Another turn and she whimpered in pain. Her nipples could look at some abuse.

He decided that this would be a safe time to smack her. He put the pillow under her ass to give him better admission He spread her twat open. He slowly licked her from her asshole to her clit. She moaned. He licked her again, and again, slowly. She was just about screaming. Her hips kept bucking as she ground her slit into his mouth. He then took her clit between his tooth and started to flick it with his natural language. This clip she did scream out. He took a pussy lip and bit and sucked on it. He did the same with the other cunt lip. He then started to tongue shag her. Her hips bucked wildly and she was moaning and thrashing her foreland from side to face. She was goodness and wet.

Now was the time for him to test her pussy capacity. He thrust first one, then two, then three and finally four fingers into her dripping cunt. She was smashed, but she stretched to accommodate his fingers. He removed his fingers and slowly started to advertize his completely hired hand into her pussy. She was moving her rose hip and gasping out loud as her kitty-cat stretched to ingest his wholly hand. He thrust his all paw in hard, fisting her squiffy bitch. She cried out and tried to move away, but he had a firm grip on her. He moved his handwriting in and out as she kept crying out and begging him to intercept. He finally slowly withdrew his mitt and she sighed in relief. While it might have been a bit uncomfortable for her, she would soon get used to it.

He reached up and tightened her tit clamp another play. She groaned in reply. He took clutches of the rings attached to the nipple clamps and started to commit and she moaned in pain. I pulled harder. She cried out this time. He kept her mamilla pulled taught and reached for the boat paddle. Has he kept the tension he started to spank her cunt. He could see that she was fighting tears.

He decided that that would be enough for tonight. Her tits and her cunt were bright red. He loved to see that. He released the basket and removed the clamps. She sighed in relief.

His dick was hard as a rock after all of this and he decided to end the session with a fuck. He disrobed and put his stiff cock at the opening of her pussy. He unshackled her legs and lifted them over his shoulders and knife thrust into her as hard as he could. He took his fourth dimension in taking his pleasure. He wanted her to feel well used and sore tonight. With one final stage hard drive, he came. All his hard worker were given prophylactic scene, so there was no danger of maternity. He moved away and left her laying there, used and bruised. He reshackled her legs to the posts.

In addition to putting the usual brand of ownership on his hard worker, he also preferred that their cunts stayed sore and bruised from use. It was a sorting of psychological brand for the slave. They would not be able-bodied to lead a piddle without it burning. They were not permitted to wear any panty, so their cunts were always open. Sometimes he would thrust his fingerbreadth in and out as he passed them on his acres.

He moved to the fireplace and removed the branding iron. He walked over and thrust it onto her, right above her pussy. There was a sizzle and she screamed in pain. He removed the iron and looked at the piece of bite pelt. It was a circle with the figure 1 in it. It was his steel and if his slaves ever ran away, this would identify them as his. It also identified her as a First Class slave, unassailable to all but him. He reached into his bag and removed the Numbgel. He put some on the brand name and could evidence that it immediately worked because she quit whimpering.

He unshackled her and told her to abide up. She obeyed and he noticed that she kept her psyche down and only looked at his cock. She had placed her hands protectively over her pussy. He went over, moved her hands and slapped her pussy hard. She screamed.

'' You may never deprive me of MY pussy in any way. Understood ? ``

'' Yes ''

He explained to her that pantie were preclude and that she was going to be one of his First year slaves. She would be afforded duplicate food as well as extra slumber time. Her entirely duties would be to please him sexually. If she stopped pleasing him sexually, she would be demoted to endorsement Class, where any Guest could use her. She was to obey the handlers in all things. She would be living with two early woman. She was not to interact with them sexually. She was to keep her pussy scavenge and sweet smelling, as well as the sleep of her body. He noticed that her endure possessor had had all her body hair removed, so he would not hold to order that. He called his handlers from the outer room and told them to take his newest self-command to the stockade.

After they left, he poured himself a brandy and sat contemplating the fervor. He was pleased with his new slave. She had been very antiphonal to him. That was honest, he hated when they lay like a cold fish. There was a lot she had to learn but there was pot of time to teach her .