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CHAPTER TWO
Past and Present
The master went to his room and sat
on his comfortable club chair.
“Shiteater, polish my shoes with your
tongue.”
Shiteater immediately moved her tongue over
masters shoes and started her careful work. Master relaxed and started to
remember. It was 25 years ago that he joined the “group.” That was the only name he knew to
call his bosses. He still only knew 1 of them after working for 25 years, and
that only by first name. Not that he was complaining.Twenty five years ago he
was just thrown out of the Army. He had been in Army intelligence and was the
best interrogator in his unit, maybe in the army, but he developed a reputation
for using methods that were not in the book. In other words, not only did he
get physical, but he was extremely imaginative in his threats. Although nothing
was ever proven, the Army did not let him renew his enlistment. If truth be
told, most, though not all, the stories told about him were exaggerations. He
always had the knack for saying or doing the right thing at the right time to
scare the shit out of the people he was interrogating and as much pain as he
had to inflict he never left a mark.
He was drifting after he left the Army. He was working as a bouncer,
where he found he was able to diffuse most fights before blows were struck. He
found himself being befriended by Jake, who went out of his way to strike up
conversations with him. After a week, Jake offered him a job. “Come over to my house and I’ll tell you about it.”
Jake looked down at his shoes and saw that Shiteater had done a
beautiful job on his shoes. “Now
lick my ass,”
he said as he took off his pants and underwear and lay down on his stomach.
Shiteater knelt between his legs and began using her skilled tongue to clean
his sweaty ass.
As they drove to Jake’s
house, Dave, as he was known then, asked Jake what this was about.
“Our
group needs someone to help train slaves.” Dave did not know how to respond. “I’m taking you to my house so you can
see the results of our training. You were recommended by a superior officer in
the army. He liked your willingness to use torture to break a prisoner and your
ability to do so with a minimum of permanent damage. Our group is always
looking for people with these talents and we pay very well.”
Somehow Dave got the idea that Jake would tell him what he needed to
know and that curiosity on his part would be dangerous, so he just sat
silently.
When they came to Jake’s
house, Dave saw that it was large, luxurious and completely isolated. When they
entered, Dave saw a pretty girl in a short French Maid’s costume carefully polishing the
silver chandelier. She was standing on a ladder and Dave could see her pussy as
she was wearing no underwear.
“Slave,
my friend Dave is staring at your Pussy. Undress and show it to him.”
The girl immediately removed her outfit and, totally naked walked over
to where Dave was standing and bent over backward, using her hands to spread
her pussy lips.
“Dave
this is my slave. You have 1 hour to do with her whatever you please. Whip her,
torture her, fuck her in any and every hole. I want you to be convinced that
she is really a well trained slave and that I am going to offer you a very
lucrative opportunity.”
And so for the next hour, Dave whipped the slave, across her back, her
ass, her tits and her cunt. Between bouts with the whip, he used his fingers to
pinch and squeeze her nipples and her clit. He used a candle to pour hot wax on
her tits. Finally, he had her kneel in front of him while he fucked her face.
At last he took a large dildo and shoved it up her cunt and kept it there while
he shoved his own hard cock up the girls asshole. He fucked her ass as hard as
he could until he finally shot his load deep into the girls tight rear door. He
had the girl lick and clean his cock after he finished, and the girl concluded
her service by thanking him for honoring her by using her for his pleasure. The
girl then went to Jake and kneeled before him, her ass high in the air and her
lips on the ground.
“What
should I do with you, giving yourself so wantonly to another man.”
“
Punish me master, please. I beg you master to punish me harshly.”
Jake directed the girl to stand up, spread her legs and grip her ankles.
Count ten with the whip, said Jake. He took out a harsh whip, and whipping
upward, landed a harsh blow on his slaves pussy lips.
“One,
thank you master, for punishing your unworthy slave.”
Dave could see tears flowing from the girls eyes. Two, three, four. Dave
could see the girls muscles tense as she struggled to maintain her position.
Without any bindings or support, it would have been easy for her to move but
she struggled to fulfill her Master’s desire. Seven, eight, nine, Dave
could see snot flying out of the girls nose. For the tenth lash Jake switched
to a thick bullwhip which he continued to use on his slaves cunt. This harsh
lash brought the slave to an entirely new level of pain and she struggled to
maintain her position.
“Ten,
thank you master for punishing your unworthy slave and may I beg my master for
the honor of another stroke,”
the girl sobbed.
“Very well, one more, since you ask so
nicely. Stand up straight and put your hands over your head.”
Jake measured very carefully and slashed the bullwhip across the girls
tits. The girls scream was as loud as Dave had ever heard. “Thank you master” the girl was finally able to gasp
out.
“Well,
Dave , do you believe me now?”
I guess so, said Dave and that was the start of his working for the
group. He never regretted it.
Twenty five years. Dave shook himself
awake as Shiteater continued to lick and clean his ass. It was time to put
Shiteater through her paces. He had her lie on the floor and he lowered an iron
bar from the ceiling. He attached her ankles and wrists to the bar and raised
her up so she was waist high. Her thighs were spread wide and her entire body
was open to whatever he wanted to do. He started by tying a rope tightly around
her tits. He could see her tits swell and turn purple. He then began placing
clamps around her aureole and finally, on the nipple. Shiteater responded to
each assault by moaning and crying, but constantly repeating,
“Thank you master for punishing me. My
purpose is only to give you pleasure and I hope my pain pleases you. Would
Master please honor his slave by torturing his slave some more.”
When master finished with Shiteater’s tits he took a flogger and started
to work on her thighs. He then took a paddle and started to work on her
upturned ass. First one cheek then the other, five, ten, twenty on each cheek.
Shiteater’s
screams were constant as each time they started to fade, Master added another
stroke. Finally, he finished with the paddle, and took up a riding crop which
he used to attack Shiteater’s
pussy lips and clit. Five, ten and finally twenty lashes across her most
sensitive areas.
“Thank
you master for punishing your unworthy slave and may my LORD honor me with
another stroke.”
Again and again, Shiteater moaned and gasped between her gasps of pain.
Finally, Master put down his whip and positioned himself between her thighs. He
grasped his slave by her torn ass and pulled her spread cuntlips over his large
rock hard cock. After adjusting the bar to get maximum penetration, he gripped
her ass cheeks and pulled her hard until his cock had penetrated her to the
maximum. Quickly, he continued to fuck his slave using his strength to pull and
push his slave on and off his mighty cock. Even though he had not stimulated
his slaves pussy, it was dripping wet from the whipping she had received.
Shiteater knew that she could not come without permission from her master and
struggled to control herself as Master pounded her pussy. She hoped that her
harsh whipping might earn her the privilege of coming. Master started to gasp
as he felt Shiteater start to groan as she struggled to control her climax.
Master felt his own climax coming on and decided to be kind to his
slave. “Cum
on the count of three , One, two, three.” He felt his slaves cunt muscles spasm
around his hard cock, and that set off his own climax, as he held her cunt
tightly against his cock. Each of her spasms set off one of his, and they
continued reenforcing each others rising climax. Finally, he was drained.
Shiteater was moaning her thank you’s with more than her usual sincerity.
He released her and immediately she went on her knees, cleaning his cock with
her tongue and mouth.
“Thank
you for honoring your slave with your cum. Thank you for allowing your slave
the great privilege of being allowed to cum. Thank you for allowing me to serve
you.”
Master got dressed and put a collar and leash
around Shiteater’s
neck. It was time to resume his training of Zero.
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