Diaries Of Ceres And Taliyah

Chapter 1

I thought today would be like any other day. I thought wrong. Master told me not to listen to Mistress. Unfortunately, for me he never told her: I did not want to get in trouble with either of them.

My sister was upstairs cleaning her room while Master had me clean the rest of the house. You see, Mistress Julia owns my sister Taliya. I, Ceres, belong to Master John. It is hard pleasing them both, trying not to disappoint them. Master left for work; Mistress Julia was not too far behind him. After an hour, I stopped working, running upstairs to Taliya.

Forgetting my chores, I stayed and talked to Taliya while she was doing hers. I did not think time passed so fast; it was nearly noon and Mistress would be home first. I ran downstairs, trying to get everything in order. As I was heading to the living room, I had forgotten about the kitchen when I heard Mistress pull up in the driveway. I did not have time to even dust. She was opening the door when I felt my heart stop. She closed the door behind her, checked me over a few times.

"What! No hello, little girl?" she said. I tried so hard to talk; my mouth was dry. I could not breathe. I was at lost for words. She asked again as she walked towards me. I still could not answer her. By the time she walked over to me, I managed to get some words out.

"Hello, Mistress Julia. Please forgive me for my rudeness," I said, hoping she would not notice the mess behind me. Nevertheless, she did. The look she gave me sent chills throughout my body.

"What is this? You can't do as you're told, little girl?" she said.

"Mistress, I can explain this. I was still cleaning when you came home and I'm sorry, Mistress, it wouldn't...." She cut me off. She slapped me so hard that all I could was cry, which made things worse. Dragging me to the kitchen, she reached around the corner, grabbing the cane. She saw that my chore was not finished. She pushed me down to my knees. I just stayed there, waiting for the pain to rain down on me, but it did not. She grabbed me by the hair, pulling me up from the floor.

"Is your room at least clean?" she asked? I could not answer her.

I knew I was in trouble. She dragged me back to the stairs, shoving me up them. She threw me in her and Master's bedroom.

"You stay here! Do you understand me?" she said.

"Yes mistress," I said, and with that, she turned to check on Taliya. Taliya was not as in much trouble as I was. She just had some bags to throw out. Mistress walked up to Taliya's door. Of course, Taliya greeted her with a smile. When Mistress asked Taliya why she was not done with her room and why I did not take the bags down for her, Taliya told her everything. Mistress now knew everything, from me refusing to do my chores down to chatting with Taliya while she did hers. Mistress returned to me, her eyes an icy blue now. I was so scared that I had moved from where she placed me. She grabbed me up so fast that I spun around. She threw me on the bed.

I did not move until I felt the cane come down on me. I still had my clothes on so I was okay.

"Get up, Ceres," she said. I was scared too. I did not want to make things worse for me so I got up, keeping my eyes and head lowered.

"Do I have to tell you want to do, Ceres?" she asked.

"No, mistress," I answered. I was not sure where she was going with this.

"Do I have to watch you every day, Ceres?"

"No, Mistress."

"Then why must I take time out to deal with you like this, Ceres?" I could not answer that question. With that, she took my clothes off, making me lie flat on my stomach. She started so lightly that I thought she was not going to punish me, but I was wrong. The pain rained down on me; she did not let up until she reached 20. All I could do was cry.

Mistress let me lie there for 10 minutes, crying my eyes out. She pulled me up, wrapped me in a sheet, sitting me on her lap. She held me until I stopped crying. It was almost time for Master to be home. We sat in the chair next to the bed for a while, and then she cleaned me up, letting me get dressed. Taliya was already in the kitchen cleaning while Master sat at the table.

"I didn't hear you come in, John," she said.

"Go help Taliya, Ceres. Julia and I need to have a word."

"Yes, Master." I started helping Taliya, who had already started cooking, when Master yelled for me. I walked into the living room to find Mistress sitting on the sofa, Master looking at me, standing.

"Tell me, Ceres, did you disobey us today?" he asked.

"Yes Master. I did". With that answer, he spun me around, pinning me to the wall, raising my skirt over my bare ass.

"Please, Master, I won't disobey again! Please, no more!" I said crying and he let me go. After we ate, I cleaned up, going to bed at 11 that night. Before getting, the chance to lie down Master opened the door.

"You're sleeping with us tonight, Ceres."

"Yes, Master." I wanted to ask why but I did not. Sleeping in the Master's bed was a privilege, one that I knew I did not deserve. I just followed him, closing their bedroom door behind me. Master put me in the bed beside him. Taliya was already in bed next to Mistress Julia. I lay down, immediately falling asleep. I was so tired from what happened that Master did not wake me the next morning.

Chapter 2

When I woke up, it was noon. Looking for Master I ran down the stairs, catching him at the bottom step.

"We need to talk, Ceres," he said. I did not know what about. I did not mean to run down the stairs but I woke up late and wanted to get my choirs done.

"Yes Master. Did I do something wrong, master?"

"No, you did not, Ceres. Turn around and go to your room. I'll be up there in a minute," he said. I did as I was told, returning to my room, kneeling by my bed for my master to come through the door. In such cases, he would put his big thing in my mouth but this time he delayed his arrival, leaving me like that for an hour. When I felt his hand run down the length of my back, I stood up. Then were bound my hands behind my back, put a red-ball gag in my mouth.

He pushed me down on my bed, pulling up my blue mini-skirt, revealing my bare ass. Seeing that I was wet, he pushed his finger in my cunt. When I started to moan, he slapped my ass hard.

"This is punishment, Ceres, not pleasure. You are not allowed to cum," he said. I shook my head acknowledging I understood him. He pulled his finger out, and then removed my gag. I opened my mouth for him to place his finger on my lips, which I hungrily licked clean. He undid my hands, sitting me up. I saw on my nightstand things I both hated and loved: the golden brown bamboo cane, specially made for him by a Japanese craftsman, whose family had been in that business for generations: a small pink anal plug, about three inches long, an inch and a half in diameter; and a thick eight inch black dildo. My eyes could not stay off them. I lowered my head and eyes as he sat down next to me.

"Ceres?" I did not answer him: I knew where he was going to take this talk.

"Answer me, Ceres!" he commanded.

"Yes, Master?" I said in a shaky voice. With that he got up, walked to my closet, finding the silver police handcuffs. I did not move: I looked up at him walking back to me with something hidden behind his back.

"Do you know why you are getting this punishment, Ceres?" Master John asked softly.

"Y-yes master," I said. With that out of the way I was made to lie spread-eagled on my stomach, arms over my head as my hands were cuffed to the top bedposts, my legs spread apart while my feet were tied to the posts at the foot of the bed. There was enough rope for me to move to get my ass in the air, my pussy exposed to his vengeful gaze. He did not lube me up enough for the anal plug to go in easily but that was not a problem: he did not care. I let out a blood-curing scream feeling it brutally forced it in me, my tears was flowing like rain into my pillow. While writhing in pain from the anal plug he rammed the dildo into my now soaked cunt.

"Now, Ceres, shall I go on?" he asked me.

"No Master, please stop! I will never disobey you and Mistress Julia again as long as I live!" That was not the answer he was looking for. Finding the bamboo cane, he rubbed it all over my throbbing ass and cunt. What a glorious feeling of pain and pleasure for me. Although it was hard to tell, where they begin and end. Pushing my sore aching ass down to the bed, he replaced the cane to its previous spot the nightstand, leaving the room. Still crying, I tried to calm down so not to make things worse for me.

Master had quietly returned to my room with a long black braided leather whip, hiding an unknown item behind his back. I craned my neck but I still could not see it. Smiling evilly at me I saw... oh God no! In his hand was a much bigger anal plug, pink in color, about six inches long, three inches in diameter, a true item of torture if I ever saw one. I knew I was in more trouble than he let on to me.

"Master John, no, please, that won't fit!" I said, screaming and crying in terror. He picked up the bamboo cane, again smiling.

"Shall I give you something more to cry about, Ceres?" he said, hitting the cane against the bed so hard that I thought I was hit. I was too securely bound to move away from him.

"Answer me, Ceres!" Master John said. Speechless, all I could do was shake my head no. He gave me another evil smile, yanking the smaller anal plug out. I gasped in both relief and pain, knowing that in a minute I would be wishing to the Almighty that it had remained. I held my breath, bracing myself for the new anal plug to violate my already tender asshole. I felt like a hot poker was ripping my butt as the huge hated anal plug was shoved mercilessly into me. I tried to be brave, holding back tears but I could not hold back my screams. Passing into oblivion I heard Master John yelling at someone: I was not sure if it was my sister Taliya or Mistress Julia. My last remembrance was of my door closing; I passed out after that.

I woke up to Mistress undoing my hands and legs; Master John was standing at my door, smiling gently at me. He walked over to Mistress, helping her to get me up out of bed. I still had the black eight-inch long dildo in my wet, sore, aching cunt, plus the huge anal plug distending my butt, barely able to move with them there. Master reached down, pulling the black dildo out of my cunt to throw it on my bed.

'Thank God, I thought to myself. Master is having pity on his poor submissive, and my punishment is over but it was not. To my horror, he replaced it with a bigger one. This one, a huge ruby red dildo gleamed as if on fire in the dim bedroom light. I was a thick as my arm (four inches around) and as long as my Master's arm (eighteen inches). I could not scream anymore. I had no energy, no voice; I felt as if an army of cruel strangers had assaulted my most precious privates. Master John and Mistress Julia lay me back on the bed, and then turned me over on my stomach again. Master spoke something to Mistress, after which she left the room, closing the door softly behind her. Gagging my mouth again, he caressed my still throbbing ass with the bamboo cane, before moving it away.

'What bliss he is giving me,' I thought to myself. 'He's not going to punish me anymore!' Alas, I was lying to myself. Master John had other plans for curing me of my disobedient behavior. Once, twice, thrice down came the cane. He rapidly tanned my brown hide, covering every square inch with thin red welts, igniting a fire I begged silently to be quenched.

"Stay still; this is the last one, unless you tell me otherwise." I flinched.

"Naughty, naughty Ceres. Twenty wasn't enough to fix your attitude, so I shall have to administer twenty more!" Master John said grimly. The chastising had to start all over again. Tears just flowed down my face. I could not say anything with that hated gag-ball between my lips. It may have been for the best. My sobbing could get me caned all night long until I fell unconscious from the agony.

By the time he was done, the ruby red dildo had worked its way out of my cunt. I was dripping wet: my clit was unsheathed like a small dick waiting to be suck... He could not help but notice. Dropping his pants, he put his cock in my face. I was so ready to cum that I would have gladly sucked him off until he pulled out of mouth.

That was impossible with my gag-ball so I raised my ass in the air enough for his cock to be able to penetrate my sopping cunt. Mounting me from behind doggie style, I could feel the swollen head of his seven-inch cock brushing against my yearning lust inflamed pussy, his nut sack hitting against my bruised thighs. One hand reached under my belly to diddle my sensitive clit. His pace started nice and slow, his left hand grabbing me by my long black hair, reining me in as if he were riding a mare. I was moaning through my gag, begging Master for more. Then rough, fast, impatient were his strokes, as if the finish line were in sight.

'Oh Sweet Jesus!' This refrain ran through my mind, my pain rapidly forgotten with each of my loving Master's thrusts. I screamed his name loudly, though muffled by the gag. He pummeled me furiously with that lovely cock of his as if exorcising my demon with his holy white cock. Grabbing my wide black hips with his strong white hands his cock felt as if it bursting until he shot me full of his milky white man juice. I thought I had died and gone to Heaven, then came myself. When he was pleased with me, he released me from my restraints, including that hated gag that prevented me from sucking his love tool.

The hours of being locked in one position had taken their toll on me. I was unable to move without almost falling down. He got me up, taking me to his shower. While there, Master John pulled out the massive pink anal plug, slowly, tenderly, as to not hurt me anymore. When I was ready, he washed me, being oh so careful over my cuts. When that was finished, he oiled body... Dressing me in my black see-through teddy. By the time we got downstairs, it was 8 p.m. For over ten hours, I had been subjected to some sort of punishment for my acts of willful disobedience. Mistress Julia and Taliya were watching television in the living room. Master took his sofa, me gingerly on his lap, feeling his arms around my waist, his beautiful cock throbbing deliciously under me.

I looked across to Mistress, smiling at her. She was going to have the time of her life tonight, maybe even better than I had. The hour was getting late when Master returned me to my room. Thoughtfully my dinner was on my desk instead of those earlier items of punishment. I still could not sit down without gasping in pain so I got a pillow from my closet, placing it on the chair so I could sit to eat. I was ravenous, the only sustenance I had dined upon all day being my cream and a gag. Not enough for an eighteen-year-old girl.

Upon completion of that sumptuous feast, Master John called Mistress in to take my things to the kitchen. She kissed me goodnight, leaving my room. Her appreciation was evident. Master put me to bed; Mistress had come in while I was in the shower, changing my sheets.

"Goodnight, sweet Ceres. Your Master loves you very much, even if I have to show you by punishing you," he murmured, kissing me goodnight.

"Thank you, Master, for loving me enough to correct this bad girl," I said. "I love you with all my heart." He left, turning the lights out, closing the door behind him. I was half-asleep, totally exhausted from that day when I heard moaning and screams of pleasure from Master John and Mistress Julia's room. I heard a soft knocking on my door, Talia's head peering in. She glided in, quiet as a ghost. Some alone time with my beloved sister. The good little submissive. I made room in my bed so she could lie down beside me. Our owners were still going at their lovemaking tooth and nail.

Taliya came in, closing the door silently behind her. By the dim night light, I could see her tight form lie down beside me. Cuddling each other, her gently because of my earlier abuse, she lightly kissed me. I responded in kind, more forcefully kissing her back. Tongues in each other's mouths, nibbling each other's earlobes, necks, shoulders I loved the way she was making me feel. A man could please me one-way but a woman, she took it to a completely new level. Not only was there the physical bond but a spiritual and emotional one as well. She was so soft, so pliant under my hands. Our pussies grew wet, begging for attention from each other. How could we resist? Our hands reached for each other's cunts.

Stripping off our confining clothing, we explored each other's mysteries. The night air soon was filled with moaning and screams of pleasure. In spite of my earlier treatment, this was the best night of my entire young life.

Chapter 3

It was a most wonderful night for me. Taliya and me, we touched each other all night long. It was pure bliss. Unfortunately, morning came too soon: when Mistress Julia went to wake up Taliya then me for breakfast. Unable to find Taliya she sought Master John.

I heard voices; they were talking as they approached my door. Shaking Taliya I tried to wake her up; I did not want to be found nude near her. Getting up to dress quickly. I finally managed to wake Taliya; unfortunately, by that time Master John had opened my door.

"Taliya, what do you think you are doing?" he asked incredulously. I just knelt, waiting for her to answer.

"N-nothing, Master," Taliya stammered. Master grabbed me up from the floor, pushing me down on the bed. I scrambled to get to the other side of the bed as he took his belt off.

"Wait, Master, please!" I could not control my emotions; I was crying so hard.

"What were you two doing in here, huh? Why is Taliya nude? Tell me that, Ceres!" Master shouted as he stormed over to me. I was terrified. I did not want to crawl back over my bed to the other side. I had nowhere to run to; my fear kept me from moving as I wished too.

"Stop crying, Ceres. Tell me the truth and I'll think about not punishing you along with Taliya." He wiped my tears away as I answered him.

"Taliya was wet, Master," I said, just waiting to be asked what I was talking about. "Her cunt, Master; she was soaked from Mistress Julia's moaning so she came in here to sleep, Master." I could not look at him.

"Is that all, Ceres?" he said threateningly as Taliya turned away from her Mistress to answer my Master.

"Master John, I-I came in here cause I was horny, sir. I did not mean to disappoint you and Mistress. Ceres and I made out last night, Master. I am so sorry. I will take any punishment! Please do not harm Ceres. It wasn't..." I had to cut Taliya off.

"It was my fault, not hers, Master. Please, it's not Talia's fault. It is mine. Please master do not harm her. I'll...." He silenced me with a back-head blow. My face was on fire. I tried to rub it but Master just slapped my hand away.

"Ceres, you will show your sister respect. You will not be rude. Do you understand me, Ceres?" Master thundered.

"Yes, Master, I'm sorry, Taliya." Taliya smiled at me. Master pushed me on the bed. I did not dare move; he walked over to Taliya, putting his belt back on.

Mistress Julia looked mad enough to kill someone. Taliya grabbed her clothes, walking out the door with Mistress. Master leaned down, grabbing me up from the bed, nearly throwing me out the door. I did not actually mean to run from him but I did. I got past Mistress and Taliya, running down the stairs.

"Ceres, don't you dare go out that door!" Mistress Julia screamed down to me but I did not care. I opened the door, running off at full speed, as fast as my legs would carry me. I got to Master's car when I heard him call out to me. I looked back to see him running out of the house. It was too late by the time I started running again. I barely make it to the neighbors' car when he grabbed me, dragging me back inside. Mistress and Taliya were downstairs by that time.