Masters Bitch Ch 07

When I woke, I was being tipped of Master's lap as he stood up, I moved my head and felt the lead being attached to my collar, I crawled off the sofa, following master, we went to a bedroom, his I assumed. There was a small cage in one corner of the room, and he led me to it, he took off my corset, it was a relief to be able to breathe properly. My collar was not taken off, but I didn't mind, it wasn't tight, Master backed me into the cage, and locked the door, I curled up, stuck, and whined at him.

I watched him until he went to his bed, took a blanket, and threw it over my cage to stop me, I whined loudly as I was plunged into darkness, determined that I would not sleep in this tiny box. I whined and threw myself against the sides of the cage, trying to knock it over, I only succeeded in getting master to come and tell me off. He had the riding crop in his hand

"Listen bitch, you can come out, and I will give you 50 straps with this, or you can stay in your cage, shut up, and go to sleep. Which is it going to be?" I shrunk back into the cage, but he grabbed my collar, tugging me out, then, with me still on all fours, he said "Count bitch, and mind you do it carefully, for every time you miscount, you will get two more hits." Oh dear. I gasped as it came down on my back

"One!"

"One What Whore?!"

"One master!" he lashed me, not rhythmically, but erratically, making it difficult to keep count and more painful, he strapped my whole body, leaving no part of me untouched by the crop, when I finally got to 50, he informed me that I had messed up my counting 5 times, and had therefore earned 10 more hits, but I could choose to have these on my nipples when they were clamped, or on my pussy. I hesitated, unable to decide which would be least painful, then asked for him to hit my nipples, he smiled "with pleasure bitch, roll over!" I did, and lay flat on my back as he clamped my nipples, wincing at the sharp pains and thinking that this might not have been such a good idea. I prepared to count again and he brought the crop down across my nipples, twisting the clamps and making me roll with the pain, I managed to count that one, and then somehow, I survived the other nine.

"Well done slut, now, you may sleep at the end of my bed, or you may sleep in your cage, which is it to be?" I looked at the bed, and he pulled me to it, I crawled up onto the end, curling up there, he got under the sheets, and went to sleep, I was not long in joining him, the day had tired me out.

When I woke, sunlight was streaming through the windows, and Master was sitting up in bed, he snapped his fingers, and I scrambled up the bed towards him still half asleep.

"Breakfast slut." I took his dick in my mouth, and he stroked my hair, I savoured the slightly salty taste of his precum, and sank on to him until his tip hit the back of my throat, my head bobbed up and down, my ass in the air, enjoying being stroked, I felt Master's hand stroking my slit, wet already, I wagged my ass as if the tail was still there, and heard him chuckle, then, one hand holding my head down, he thrust into me and came hard, I held his cum in my mouth, looking up at him expectantly, and he flipped me onto my back, then, whilst tickling my clit, gave me permission to swallow, I did so gratefully.

Master pulled me onto his lap, and pinched my nipples as he stroked my clit, then the maid came in with a plate of breakfast and rested it on my stomach as if I were a table.

"Make her come." Master said, he was talking to the maid, she knelt obediently between my legs and bit my thighs, I gasped, trying not to throw Master's breakfast of my tummy. The maid got to my sex and flicked her tongue up my slit, hardly brushing my clit, she bit my lips, holding them between her teeth and pulling, releasing them slowly, painfully, then without warning she fastened her teeth on my clit, I almost threw master's breakfast as my back arched, she twisted and tugged, as if trying to bite my clit off, then she let it go, and I gasped again as the blood flowed back, and she began to lap up my juices, cat-like, she rubbed my clit with her tongue from time to time, and sometimes thrust her tongue inside me, clearly enjoying her task and taking her time over it. I felt her nails drag down my legs and shuddered, receiving a slap across the face from master,

"Stay still Slut, or you won't be allowed to cum." I tried not to move, and concentrated on gasping with the intense pleasure instead, I could feel my nearness to coming, God I was close, but she took her time, not rushing, flicking, biting, teasing and rubbing with a deliberate slowness that was driving me crazy, I came suddenly, shivering, and trying hard not to at the same time, tensing my muscles in an effort to stay still, my juices flowing into the maid's mouth, she lapped me clean, almost making me cum again in the process, then got up, and walked out of the room.

All this time, Master had been eating breakfast, and now he put a corner of toast between my lips, I ate it gratefully, and received another, then he took an apple from his bedside table, held it up in front of me, and said,

"Now slut, we're going to do a bit more training, for every thing you do right, you can have a piece of apple, and for every thing you do wrong, you will get 2 lashes with my crop. Now, on the floor." He lifted the plate off me and I obediently scrambled onto the floor, "go and find your tail slut, I want you to put it in today." I found it, and managed, with much gritting of teeth, and using the bedpost, to push it into my ass, I was sure it was larger than it had been yesterday. "Good girl, give me your tongue." I held out my tongue and he placed a small piece of apple on it, telling me not to eat it. He left the room briefly, and I tried to taste the apple on my tongue without putting it in my mouth, then he came back in and told me to eat it, I did, and then thanked him. "No talking slut" he produced a dildo from behind his back, and rammed it into me, meeting with no resistance in my dripping sex, then he pulled me onto my knees, and said "hold it, let it drop and you'll get 10 lashes." I clenched my pussy around the dildo, trying desperately to hold it, but my legs were too far apart, and my pussy too wet, the dildo slipped and fell to the floor, "right, I warned you, now, you will count these, and thank me for each blow, for every mistake you make, we start again, and the number of blows is doubled." Oh dear, it was very difficult to concentrate on counting when being whipped, the first blow came down across my back,

"One master, thank you." The second came hard on its heels

"Two master, thank you" There was a pause, as if he were deciding where to strike next, after a minute, he decided on my calves, it hurt, but I thanked him for it, then he brought it down on the tender soles of my feet, I thanked him, and by now I was calling numbers with no idea if they were right or wrong. Then he stopped,

"Wrong number slut, 20 this time, and if you mess up again it'll be 40." I swallowed, my body was stinging already. I began to count as he began to beat me, then he stood me up, held my hands above my head against the pole of the four-poster bed, and told me to keep them there. I obeyed, and clenched my teeth between counting the lashes and thanking him for them. My knuckles were white from clutching the pole so tightly, and my whole body was on fire from the lashes.

I don't remember how long it was before I passed out, but I woke up in the cage, stinging all over, every muscle aching. I started to struggle, I hated this cage, I couldn't bear being stuffed into this tiny, claustrophobic space. The blanket had been put over the cage, so it was dark, and apart from assuming that I was still in Master's bedroom, I had no idea where I was, I whined and whimpered, rocking the cage as much as I could, trying desperately to get out, and suddenly the blanket was pulled off and I was almost blinded in the sudden brightness.

I was in the first bedroom, the one full of whips and gags and handcuffs.

The cage door was opened, and a pair of hands dragged me out, lifted my torso onto the desk, and cuffed my wrists to the loops in it. My legs were tied to a spreader bar, and I was gagged. All this happened so quickly that by the time I'd found my voice and started to scream through my gag, suddenly there was a riding crop in front of my face, and I shut up, it was a very clear warning. Unfortunately, I apparently didn't shut up fast enough, because I felt the crop touch my leg a second before he brought it upwards hard and with scientific precision straight onto my clit. My back arched with the pain, every muscle in my body contracted with the agony, it was beyond screaming, it blinded me totally.

He brought the crop down all over my body, sometimes it was little stinging blows, sometimes they were so hard that the crop should have broken, I was weeping freely and begging incoherently for him to stop when he finally did stop.

He put the crop down in front of me, and I turned my head to watch as he took a medium sized plug off the wall, without any kind of lubrication whatsoever, he began to screw it into my ass, I struggled, trying either to escape or to adjust to its size. It was cold, and felt like metal, when it was all the way in, he tapped it with his finger, the vibrations went right through me, and I shivered too.

He laughed, and I felt him move forwards towards me, his cock was rock solid, I felt it sliding in my slit a split second before he forced me to take it all, as he pounded me harder and harder, my hips jarring on the edge of the table, he reached around my leg and began to flick my clit.

I struggled again, but for a different reason this time, I was so close, teetering on the edge, when suddenly he stopped, I moaned in disappointment and frustration as he removed his hand, pulled out of me, and removed the gag from my mouth. He untied me then, hooked his fingers into my collar, dragged me over to the bed, and threw me down onto it. He held me down on the bed by the force of his weight, one hand teasing my clit, his teeth teasing my nipples, he took me slowly to the edge of orgasm, then paused, and repeated the process again and again, until the slightest touch anywhere on my body would have pushed me over the edge.

"You belong to me slut, do you understand that?"

"Yes Master!" All I wanted to do was come, my head was spinning from the lack of blood caused by his teasing.

"That means that I can do whatever I want to you." I didn't answer. "And you must obey me totally, do whatever I want, without hesitation. You will never resist me, never complain or protest, if I want to whore you out to my friends, you will please them and do whatever they want, but you are mine, my slave, my property, and you must always obey me. Do you understand me?"

The promise of an orgasm was slipping away, blood returning to my brain, I had forgotten where I was, loosing myself in the pleasure, now I returned to earth, held to the bed by a sadist called Master. I started to struggle again, desperate to get home. "You can't escape slut." He was right, I was struggling as hard as I could, and it didn't seem to make a difference to him, he hardly noticed!

"Who do you belong to whore!" I didn't answer, I just struggled, he reached a hand down and flicked my clit, I shivered, and stopped struggling.

"Who do you belong to?"

"You master." It came out as a whisper.

"Good girl, that's better. What can master do to you Raven?"

"Anything Master."

"That's right, I can do anything I want to you. Do you want to come slut?"

"Yes Master." He chuckled, and bit hard on my nipple. My back arched and my muscles tensed with the pain, and then with pleasure as he thrust three fingers in and out of my dripping sex, not fast, but hard, I could feel my orgasm building, but he was so careful, it was an agonisingly slow road, I begged him, tears spilling from my eyes to fuck me, harder, faster! Oh god! He kept going, not changing pace, just thrusting his fingers into me, his thumb hitting my clit, and sending shivers through my body every time.

I couldn't stand it, I was thrashing about on the bed, trying to fuck his fingers back, the frustration of not being allowed to come was driving me wild, I couldn't bear it! Suddenly he started going faster, and faster, until finally I found my whole body shivering, coming in his hand. We lay, panting on the bed, until we fell asleep, a collar round my neck and a smile on my face, I could get used to this…