Mistress had me bent over the bed, my bottom bruised from the cruel beating she gave me a few days ago. I was still sore, even her gentle pats of reassurance hurt as she secured the front of the chastity belt on me. She put a lock on the front and wore the key on a necklace around her neck.
"You have been very good the last few days. Don't think I have not noticed you trying to be good, Tessa." She said to me softly as she was busy lubricating a plug with a tube of a clear gel. Mistress's smile as so blissful as she pressed it into my abused bottom. I twitched, letting out a gasp of displeasure as he spread her other virgin entrance open. After it was secured she gave my ass a soft pat and then brought up the straps, snapping them on so the front was secure but the back could be undone.
"I have to do this because of how you are acting, Tessa." She scolded. I grimaced, my eyes filling with tears as she reminded me I was a bad girl. Just a few days ago I bathed Mistress and she wanted to soak in the tub for a while. She told me to go change the sheets from her time with the Earl. I couldn't help myself seeing where she laid. I had to lay down a moment and smell her pillow, breathing in the fragrance of her hair and skin. Something warmed me inside so much I could not keep from dipping my fingers under my dress and playing with my clit.
I tried to be quiet. I did real good by biting down on a book beside the bed that my whimpers and moans were so dull. It was going so well and I was almost finished when Mistress yelled at me, coming to the bed and grabbing my hair and pulling my from the bed. She was so cruel, making me bend over and take a belt. Mistress hissed and threatened to have me whipped and broken. After a harsh beating she calmed down and left me hurt and crying.
"You brought this on yourself, Tessa." She sternly told me, fixing my dress so the device would not show. "What if my husband or one of the CatBoys came in and saw you? They would have raped you and made you worthless, Tessa. A mare is a fine obedient beast till she is bred. Their cocks would ruin you obedience. And you relieving yourself without my consent is just as awful. I was going to let you finger yourself tonight when I meet the Augustine twins. But after that display a few days ago you lost orgasm privileges for a long time."
My eyes were full of tears as I looked up, my lips quivering. Mistress looked at me with some sympathy and strokes my head. "Just be a good girl for me again and we can forget about this. Do you want to be a good girl, Tessa?" She asked me. I nodded frantically acknowledging I did. "Then do not be a filthy slut."
I nodded and nuzzled her hand affectionately.
"Take a nap, Tessa. You will be up late tonight. Those men are very young and I anticipate a very late evening." I laid down on my pillows, the uncomfortable plug making a nap difficult, but not impossible.
My eyes opened to Mistress putting on a delicate nightie and sitting down at her make up mirror. "Tessa, come here." She commanded me loud, thinking I was still asleep. I rose and pushed aside my grogginess, walking to the table and helping Mistress with her make up.
Bright red lips and delicate eyes I made helped her amplify her beauty. Proud of how she looked I smiled and went about straightening up the room. She went to the bed to relax and have some wine before they arrived.
Mistress finally called me over to her and had me kneel before her, my mouth watering in anticipation as she tugged my head down. But, suddenly, she stopped and held me there. "Just stare at it a moment." She instructed. I stared down wantonly, needing to lick her. I am an addict for her cunt.
"Tell me, Tessa. What are you looking at." She asked me, a question she had trained me to learn when I was young and learning to be her servant.
"My reason for being, Mistress." I replied softly, not struggling against her but just salivating helplessly. I continued, "I am useless without you to pleasure, Mistress. My being is to be your tool to preform things that you, a superior being, are too far above to do. I am looking at my keeper, Mistress." I told her.
"You are so talented to remember that, Tessa." She told me and then pressed me into her pussy. I started too rough, licking and sucking at her clit like a babe for its mother's milk. I would rather be pleasing Mistress orally then eat.