Those Three Little Words - Part Six

I opened my eyes to find myself in a cage. A cage! I moved to stand from my lying postition but something was restraining me... I looked down to see ropes intricately bound around my naked body, the friction was painful on my nipples and pussy lips when I moved even a fraction. My mind raced as I tried to remember how I got into this situation. My last clear memory was my Mistress yelling at me- ?Fucking whore, I?ll be back in half an hour, fucking clean that shit up.? I admit I was feeling light-headed after orgasming so hard...maybe I had passed out? Somewhere above me I heard a door opening and the familiar sound of heels tapping on hard floor."So, has the filthy whore woken up yet?" came the wonderful, but chilling voice of my Mistress."Y-yes Mistress," I replied, my voice a little hoarse. "Good, because I'm not going to wait all night- I have a visitor for you," she said coldly. My heart leapt with anticipation but also nerves. Another stranger? Before I had time to enquire I heard more footfalls and a man's voice."Ah, this is the whore""Correct, and she's in need of a lesson, Eric, I thought you would be quite the man to teach her," said my Mistress.A sharp slapping noise filled the room, and I shivered in terror. "Do you need a good spanking, slut?" said the man. "Y-yes Sir" I answered shakily. "Oh, you're an obedient little bitch aren't you?" he replied and I felt him bend down and stroke my hair. Suddenly there was a crack and a stinging feeling tore up my*right leg as his whip reached through the bars of the*cage and*struck my thigh. I screamed aloud in surprise and pain. "Quiet!" Sarıyer escort bayan barked my Mistress, "I don't want to hear your slutty voice."I stifled my screams as the man struck me again and again, on my stomach, thighs and breasts, but I couldn't get away from the pain... if I wriggled even slightly the rope cut into my soft flesh. Tears sprang to my eyes but after a while the whipping seemed to stop.*As soon as I*had*let out a sigh of relief, I*heard the creak of hinges. My cage was being opened. A dark figure loomed over me, and I could just make out the form of a thin, aging man. He leaned down over me and inspected the angry red marks that his whip had left on my body. He reached forward and stroked one that marked just above my hips, I couldn't conceal the shudder of excitement as his cold fingers touched my body. "She is a whore" he said.*He bent forward, surveyed my face and then out of nowhere slapped my squarely on the cheek. I gasped in shock, and he simply laughed and got to his feet. He*untied something*by my feet, and with my cheek still burning, he hauled me upright by the rope around my neck.Mistress strode over to me and tilted my face upwards. "This is Master Hart. You belong to him for tonight, you are to obey his every command as any slut would. Understand? Or you will be punished." she said, then added darkly, "If you're lucky you'll be punished away." She brusquely shoved my head away and strutted off majestically- leaving me completely alone with Master Hart in the dimly lit basement.?Well, this is going to be fun? said Silivri escort Master Hart coldly, surveying me. He was tall and thin, although his vice-like grip on the rope hinted at a lot of muscle, he scared me?. I wasn't sure if*I*should be doing this- giving myself to a complete stranger...*but no matter how*unsure I was, how disgusted with myself*I was, I couldn?t stop the shivers of excitement that flowed through me as his bony fingers lingered on the rope that covered my breasts.In a swift tug the rope had been yanked down my body a couple of inches, leaving my nipples chafed and exposed. The cold air stung against them as my breathing quickened a little. He slowly traced a little path with his finger up to my hard nipples, before suddenly pinching them cruelly. I gasped in surprise and was slapped again.?Take it. Take it like the filthy whore I know you are? he growled, twisting my nipples again.I wasn?t sure whether or not I was comfortable with the slaps, or this complete stranger, but his abusive words and cold touch was enough to have my pussy twitching. I couldn?t help it; there was no point in reservation, I was here to please my Master afterall, and*all the*while I*was enjoying this...maybe a little too much. I switched the sub on inside of me-*I was His slut tonight.The new attitude helped me withhold my outbursts but the tears formed and blurred my vision. He let go finally and grabbed a handful of my hair. I stayed silent as he forced me onto my knees, anticipation flowing through me.He unzipped his trousers and his huge, rock hard Escort Topkapı cock sprang forward. It was long and thin, like his body, and I had sudden slutty urge to take him in my mouth. I began to open up but he halted me with sharp words.?Eager little whore, aren?t you? Well if I teach you one thing tonight, it?ll be patience,? I froze, but the excitement inside me mounted, ?Open your mouth.?I obeyed and waited. He thrust forward and I was gagged by his rigid cock. I tried to relax my throat muscles as he continued to fuck my mouth. Just as I was getting used to the feeling of him inside me, he withdrew and slapped me round the face with his now wet cock. The action was completely degrading, humiliating?but strangely erotic. I felt my pussy growing moist as he cock slapped against my cheek and mouth. He re-entered my mouth and continued the routine, before cumming onto my outstretched tongue.?Don?t move? he said, after a minute?s recovery. He stood and returned shortly with the leather whip that he?d earlier struck me with. I shivered with fear as he stroked my erect nipples with the tip of it. ?Hm, are you going to be a good slut?? he asked quietly. ?Yes? I said quickly?a little too quickly- I forgot something. I received a sharp slap to the nipple for my mistake.?Yes what?? he said, kicking me. I lost balance and couldn?t help myself from falling as my arms were still bound in the rope. He yanked me upright by my hair. ?Yes what?? he repeated, still holding my hair. ?Yes Master, I?ll be a good slut for you Master,? I amended quickly. He released my hair and spat on me. ?Thank you Master? I said, knowing all submission would please him. He continued to trace patterns on my body with the whip, striking me every now and again, causing me to jump but each time I thanked him.?Hmm, that?s better,? he said, and his whip moved slowly downwards, until it teased the throbbing of my pussy.