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CHAPTER 10
You can well imagine how the 24 hours or so since my 'sale' had been a roller-coaster of emotions. Despite Miss. Elaina's best efforts to break my spirit i was still strong and i had resisted all attempts to assimilate me to my new surroundings. Yes, my 'pride' had taken a few hits, but on the whole my natural self confidence remained strong as ever.
I was convinced that the solution of how to survive being a slave was: 'Obey promptly with your body, while keeping ownership of your soul'!
I was brooding alone in my room, anxiously awaiting the biggest challenge i might ever have - the meeting with my Mistress!
I was becoming antsy because Roberta had told me that she would soon be back and at least half an hour had already passed. The last thing i needed was to arrive late to my 'initiation; with Mistress! When Roberta finally did open the door, i was stunned to see her in tears. She wore no top and with mighty good reason. Her breasts were bleeding from a very severe whipping!
Roberta answered my horrified look. "Miss. Elaina feels that I coddled you in your punishment of Erica. As a result Erica was deprived of the pain she deserves and I also permitted you to dis-obey a direct order. As your guide I should have insisted you obey the order fully. Miss. Elaina was kind enough to help me make up for my mistake. I received fifty of Miss. Elaina's hardest lashes across my breasts and nipples, so I may share the same pain Erica is experiencing. Now Mikah, Miss. Elaina demands that you make up for your mistake, by inflicting on my breasts the most pain you can for a full 15 minutes!"
Saying that, Roberta placed her hands behind her neck and thrust her breasts out to me.
I just stood there - shocked beyond belief! Didn't she see that Miss Elaina was just bitching to cause us grief? I fortified myself to dis-obey this order. I didn’t care what Miss Elaina's retribution may be. After all, Roberta was not some stranger who i could care less about. In my short time on this estate i had come to look at Roberta as a motherly figure and it grieved me to see her writhing in such pain. Worse yet - Miss. Elaina had blamed me as an excuse to cause her incredible agony!
I searched Roberta's face for some sign of support or defiance but she just stared back expectantly. I couldn't help but admire her resolve and courage, for she knew well how the slightest touch would bring her fresh waves of agony.
As I continued to hesitate, Roberta tonelessly told me, "Miss. Elaina will be joining us soon and she better be satisfied with your efforts. I know Miss. Elaina when she is displeased, and I fear her reaction would be to rip both our breasts to shreds if she feels that we dis-obeyed her!!!"
"I don't care! I refuse to play Miss. Elaina's game! Let her whip me!" i shouted defiantly.
"I will count to five and you will start Mikah!" Roberta's voice sharpened even more. "It is not my place or YOURS to question the order of a superior!"
"But Miss. Elaina wasn’t even in the room. How does she even know what happened? This isn’t fair!!!" I was still shouting as i trembled with righteous indignation.
Roberta's only response was to start counting; "One - Two - Three...."
"Fine, if your too dumb to know that this is stupid stupid stupid... than you deserve it," i flared at her angrily.
I approached Roberta and hesitatingly slapped her softly on her bleeding breasts.
"It's now 6:47. Keep going till at least 7:02," was Roberta's gasped response to my assault.
After a few seconds i hit her softly again....
"Stop dis-obeying orders! Raise your hand and bring it firmly down with all your strength! Or bite down hard on my nipples! Do not let my tears interfere with my punishment!" Roberta commanded.
Despairingly, I bought my hand slightly harder across Roberta's left breast. I remained intent on not hurting this poor brainwashed woman more than what was absolutely necessary, but despite my best efforts, violent shock waves of pain still swept through her body. She quickly recovered and once again prompted me to proceed with her punishment.
Following each slap, I stopped to observe Roberta's feeble attempt of trying to contain the agony. I watched mesmerized as her body underwent different stages of pain.
At first she began to twitch. But as I continued, soft as my blows were, her body progressively shook harder and harder - until Roberta reacted with full-fledged convulsions.
I became petrified that the damage being done to her breasts would be Ir-revocable. I looked up to meet Roberta's eyes, but they were frozen in a wild glassy stare. Even her tears had ceased to shed, due to what I assumed was an overload of pain.
"Enough is enough! I refuse to hurt you anymore!" I didn't mean to yell at her, but i was incensed that she was just standing their allowing this to happen.
I deliberately stepped back a few feet and folded my arms in obstinate protest.
I waited anxiously for Roberta's eyes to regain their focus. I worried what her reaction would be. I suppose i was expecting her to be warm and motherly, or - at the very least - show a sympathetic appreciation of what 'I' was going through.
But I never dreamed that she would be so coldly furious!
"How! Dare! You! Disobey! Miss.! Elaina's! Orders!!!???" Roberta seethed. "Get back here at once, and do what you're told!"
Her blazing eyes bore into me, but it didn't faze me. I matched her icy stare and spoke through my clenched teeth. "If you think I'll be a party to your masochistic games, then you're truly nuts. And you could go tell your precious Elaina that i think she's a sadistic nut case - and that i'd rather die then yield to her!"
Roberta let down her arms and somewhat relaxed her intensive posture. I could tell that she was trying to decide how to best deal with me. After a couple of minutes, Roberta's face began transforming to their former softness - but i still refused to let my own guard down!
I just stood there rigidly, still in my 'showdown' mode.
Roberta managed to surprise me. She didn't get angry or even utter a single reproach! Instead, she simply walked over to me and enfolded me in a maternal embrace. After a brief token resistance, i surrendered and laid my head down on her bare shoulder.
I was trembling in fury and righteous indignation, and i wasn’t about to back down. With a loving squeeze - Roberta led me over to the bed and sat us down. I snuggled myself next to her and cried quietly as she lightly stroked my hair.
"Come sweetie, tell me what's bothering you..."
The question was so ludicrous, i nearly burst out laughing.”Well, nothing of any particular importance. I guess I'm just having the typical teenager problems. You know - like what makeup should I wear and which boy should i go to the dance with. Oh' yes, I nearly forgot: Theirs also the slight matter that I AM NOW A SLAVE!!!"
Roberta took my sarcasm in stride. "Yes Mikah, you are a slave! But everything that I've seen and heard about you, leads me to believe that you will successfully adjust to your new life. You don't strike me as the type of girl who perpetually feels self pity!"
Roberta leaned over, and kissed me softly on my hair. She continued to hold me close, while pleading with me with obvious genuine concern: "Mikah, please - please believe me! I know that right now your life seems bleak, but I promise you - you have a marvelous future to look forward to! So much so - that Mistress herself is taking special interest in your progress. In all my years here, I have never seen Mistress so excited about a new slave!"
Despite Roberta's efforts, i remained quite skeptical. It's not that i doubted Roberta's sincerity, but i couldn't help but wonder if she had lost her sense of objectivity.
"Excuse me Roberta, but you have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about! Should i tell you why that bitch who you call 'Mistress' - is so interested in me? It's because she wants to play games with my mind before torturing my body!"
Roberta pulled my head back and looked quizzically at me. For some inexplicable reason, i desperately wanted her to be my ally. Before she could say a word - i pressed on.
"No! It's true!" i whimpered. "Maybe you'll believe me if i tell you what happened at the slave market. You probably already know that both your 'Mistress' and her bratty kid inspected me at the auction. Well…… i 'dared' to look at them and they just blew a fuse. The 'Mistress mommy' started screeching and slapping me! She swore that after buying me, she would inflict a brutal thrashing until i beg her to kill me! But she wont kill me. Instead she told me that i would become a horse for her precious little brat! I suppose a masochistic like you - would look forward to such a pitiful life! But i don't! As far as I'm concerned, theirs only one future which I'm looking forward to. My after-life!"
I waited for Roberta to respond, but she just sat there with a puzzled expression on her face. I watched her eyes glaze over and she became immersed in deep thought. It was obvious that her brain was grappling with how to respond to me.
It wasn't too long before Roberta broke the silence. She pulled me close to her and quietly said.
"Mikah, you're right. I have absolutely no idea what happened to you in the slave market. But I do know what's going on right here! I have it on good authority that Mistress is highly impressed by you. So much so, that she intends to be personally involved in your training. Trust me on this Mikah! If Mistress desired to thrash you before converting you into a pet, she'd just do it! Mistress does not need to play pretentious games. I promise you, Mistress has wonderful expectations from you!"
Roberta paused for a moment while continuing to stroke my hair. “Let me assure you Mikah. Mistress's personal interest in you is both incredibly rare and quite genuine!"
I searched deep into Roberta's penetrating eyes, but failed to see any signs of calculated deceit or misgiving's. Clearly, Roberta believed what she was saying.
For the first time in a long while, i started to feel a tiny gleam of hope. Maybe, just maybe - my life would be tolerable.
I couldn't find the right words to thank Roberta, so i simply whispered, "Thank-you Roberta."
"You're quite welcome. Now come, we must continue with my punishment!"
I was horrified! How could i possibly hurt this gentle sweet woman yet again!
"Roberta? Why don't I just pretend to hurt you? After all, your breasts are so marked up already, that Elaina would never be able to tell if i hurt you or not!"
Out of nowhere, Roberta slapped me hard across my face!
"If I ever hear you addressing a superior dis-respectfully again, I will personally ensure that you're punished severely. Do you understand?"
I was burning with anger at Roberta's sudden betrayal to me. In a cold bitter voice, I told her.
"Yes Roberta. Yes Ma'am!"
Roberta tried to take my hand in hers but i emphatically resisted.
"You must understand Mikah," Roberta pleaded. "We are all extensions of Mistress herself. Every slave must thrive on being Mistress’s possession. A slaves rank represents how close their link is to Mistress. The very fact that Miss. Elaina attained a white-collar rank proves that she's more in-tuned to Mistress then me. It's Miss. Elaina's spiritual connection to Mistress, which I must respect and obey! Disobeying Miss. Elaina's orders is synonymous to disobeying Mistress herself! And under no circumstances will I ever disobey Mistress!"
To my acute amazement, i actually understood where Roberta was coming from. Still, there remained a gaping flaw which troubled me.
"So let me see if i got this right. If i decide not to hurt you, then you'll tell Miss. Elaina that i disobeyed her orders! And to reward you for your honesty, Miss. Elaina will whip us both across our breasts! Am I correct?" i queried.
"Yes Mikah. Undoubtedly, that's what would happen!"
"But! i responded. "Even if i begin hurting you now, you'll still have to tell Miss. Elaina that we spent all this time talking. And something tells me that Miss. Elaina isn't exactly the sort of person who'd be sympathetic and understanding! So no matter what i do - we'll still end up getting punished!"
I felt triumphant in my logic!
"Mikah, let's stop these childish games! You understand perfectly well that if I defy Miss. Elaina's orders it would be the equivalent to my denying Mistress's complete authority over me! No! I refuse to show such gross disrespect to Mistress! However, I do understand that right now your obedience is solely contingent on your fear of punishment. I also concede that it is now impossible to fulfill Miss Elaina's order, since she will be arriving very soon. So how about we make a deal?"
I stared at her in dis-belief. Roberta would break a rule for me? I was amazed... What happened to all that crap about serving Mistress with honor..... Apparently when push comes to shove, Roberta was willing to be deceitful to avoid pain.
"If you agree to spend the next seven - eight minutes causing me as much pain as you possibly can, then I'll refrain from telling Miss. Elaina that we didn’t totally obey her! But you must also promise me that you'll complete the remaining allotted time of my punishment - on some later occasion. Is it a deal?" Roberta asked in complete sincerity.
It didn't take me long to think about it. After all, i didn’t have much of an alternative. And besides, if Roberta was so intent on receiving pain - then why should i stop her!
"Yes Roberta. It's a deal!"
"Good! Now let's get started."
Roberta stood up and walked to the center of the room. She once again placed her hands behind her neck, thrusting out her breasts in an inviting pose.
Roberta was right. I did fear the punishment! So much so, that i was willing to hit her just to avoid my being whipped!
I raised my right hand and smacked my palm down on Roberta's luscious breasts! Ignoring her moans of pain, i proceeded to continually strike her with increasing strength.
After ten blows i searched Roberta's crying eyes. Her massive agony was clearly displayed in her sobbing tears. I brushed off my sympathy for her and i didn't even give her a chance to recover. Instead i continued to quickly strike her across her bleeding udders.
Roberta fought desperately to stay up on her two feet. To my shame, i realized that i was once again feeling the amazing pleasure of dominating another woman. First Erica and now Roberta. What was wrong with me?
Discovering my darker side, i continued to spank her with more and more strength until i found myself delivering blows with all my energy, squarely on her open cuts!
Roberta's rolling tears were dripping down onto her breasts, but she had yet to scream out her anguish. The darkness of my soul became determined to cause Roberta to lose her dignified composure. I simultaneously crushed both my hands into Roberta's swollen purplish bruises. I did this again and again with no intervals.
As my excitement steadily increased, i could feel it's fire spreading throughout my body and stimulating my pussy. What a joy it was to watch Roberta's face contort with the pain! The incessant heat in my loins were pleading for release.
Obeying an urge to feel closer contact with her soft full breasts, i started to fondle and caress them. I pulled out her nipples and bit down hard on the very tips. This finally got the reaction i wanted, and Roberta screamed in tortured agony!
I found her scream to be incredibly stimulating, and i chewed on her nipples for a full minute.
While Roberta's body convulsed in torment, i slowly lowered my hand to explore the wonderful sensations in my pussy.
In a sobbing choking voice Roberta gasped; "No Mikah, you belong to Mistress, and it's for Mistress alone to decide who may touch your pussy."
Reluctantly, i pulled my hands away from my throbbing wet pussy. I felt angry and un-satisfied - and took out my ensuing frustrations on Roberta breasts! Despite her screams and tears, i gave her a wicked spanking which she wouldn't soon forget.
I was so engrossed in punishing Roberta, that i failed at first to notice that Miss. Elaina had entered the room and was watching my cruel display of depravity! I was amazed the time had passed by so quickly.
Roberta immediately went into the proper position of respect – inter-locking her hands tightly behind her back and spreading her leg's apart. I hastened to follow suit.
Miss. Elaina walked over and inspected the fresh bleeding cuts on Roberta's breasts. She seemed satisfied, for she gave Roberta a big hug and reassured her of how good a slave she was. She gave Roberta a long lingering kiss on each breast.
I don't know how, but I sensed Roberta's tears had changed. What had previously been tears of pure pain had now changed to tears of contentment of serving her Mistress well. I found it amazing that Roberta could be so happy, despite the total agony her body was in.
Miss. Elaina quickly reverted back to her familiar 'cold and bossy' form. She addressed me with her typical scorn.
"Roberta will now prepare you for our Mistress. I will return for you in half an hour. Be ready slave!"
With a toss of her hair, the bitch left. The reminder that i was about to meet my 'Mistress served as a terrific remedy of removing my heightened sexual excitement. In it's place i felt the cold grip of fear and dread.