Rebecca felt the cold steel of the handcuffs snap onto her wrists, her weaved fingers entwined behind her head. The mustiness of the damp cellar filled her nostrils, as she breathed in, mouth closed, breathing in slowly trying to quell her rising anxiety and anticipation of what was happening. Goosebumps were peppering her pale skin in the cool cellar air, he had already ripped her blouse from her petite body leaving her, naked but for her skirt, stockings and shoes, her pert perfect breasts were highlighted by her erect hard nipples. Rebecca began to feel very small and vulnerable.
Next came a blindfold covering her eyes, Rebecca felt his hot breath on her neck, as his strong dark presence moved behind her restraining and immobilising her. The image of the dim dingy cellar disappeared as the silk material was tied tightly around her head. Despite the coldness of the air, Rebecca could feel the heat of her sexual desire grow as her white skin began to flush with pinkness. Rebecca tilted her head back to take a deep gulp of air, her silky dark hair shimmered as her head shook.
A rough hand grabbed her left wrist, yanking her cuffed hands over her head. Rebecca heard a metallic creak and scrape as the cuffs' chain was lifted over a heavy thick hook. The cuffs and hook meant she had no escape. She knew she should not be enjoying this but her anxiety and panic gave way to a sexual anticipation racing round her mind, her body trembling with lust. Noises of gears clicking and a chain moving, the hook slowly lifting Rebecca's hands and arms higher above clasping her hands together over the handcuff chain and hook, her feet leaving the floor, her high heels falling from her stockinged feet, Rebecca heard them bounce off the stone floor of the cellar as he kicked them out of the way.
Rebecca's breathing soon became laboured as she hung by her wrists waiting for his next move, she felt even more pressure on her arms as he dragged her short skirt quickly down over her slim hips. Rebecca's arms begin to ache, and her shoulder joints start to burn. Relieved at the sound of a chain, gears came and she felt herself being lowered as her feet touched the floor, she began to feel her shoulders relax. Rebecca's feet had just settled onto a soft rug he must have placed there, while she was in the air. A pointed leather shoe pushed between her feet forcing them apart, as her stance got wider it lowered her body putting pressure back on her wrists and shoulders.
Rebecca heard various noises as he moved around the cellar, she convinced herself she could tell where he was in the room but in reality, she had no idea. A leather restraint was buckled around one ankle, quickly followed by its twin on the other. He gripped each ankle in turn and there was a solid metallic click leaving her unable to bring her legs together. Rebecca knew she was completely at his mercy, all she could do was twist and writhe against her restraints, on display like a piece of meat naked but for her thigh-high lacy hold-ups and a matching pair of tiny black lace panties.
Rebecca's heart beat hard in her chest as she became aware of him behind her, feeling his teeth bite into her neck firmly, as one of his large hands gripped her panties and ripped them roughly from her hips, leaving her tight smooth pussy on show. She forgot her ankles were restrained and automatically tried to close her legs to hide her embarrassment of being exposed like this. Her action made her lose her balance and she fell forward, the metal of the cuffs cutting into her wrists, Rebecca yelped as she felt a strong arm wrapped around her and pull her up straight.
"Well, Rebecca do you know why you're here? " He said in a deep voice.
"Yes I'm to be punished!" Rebecca said defiantly.
"Did you not mean to say, Sir? Now answer properly," he ordered.
"Sorry sir. I'm here to be punished."
"Wrong! You are here to be trained as my Toy slut. Trained to be a good obedient girl. Chastisement is just part of that." He stated firmly.
"Sorry, Sir. I am here to learn, I want to be your good girl" said Rebecca. Then suddenly all went quiet he wasn't behind her, the cool air breezed over her naked neat and pretty moist pussy.
He moved behind her, strong hands gripping her sides tightly her petite body stretched out by her hands being over the hook, ankles secured, Rebecca shivered with passion at his touch. His hands slid round to her chest, his strong fingers sneaking across Rebecca's slim body, reaching her pert breasts he pinched both her hard nipples between his fingers and thumbs. Rolling them with an increasing grip. Soon the pressure began to feel painful but still pleasurable as he pulled Rebecca's nipples out from her body, twisting them as he did, splinters of his rough skin pricked Rebecca's soft smooth skin. Swallowing her breath Rebecca focused on the tingles and sparks she was feeling in her smooth pussy, she was sure her pouting labia would be glistening with moisture already.
"Ouch! Ooh! Oow! "The noise had left her mouth involuntarily.
'Did I say you could make a noise my Toy?" He said as he dropped his hands leaving Rebecca isolated in space.
"Sorry sir, please I'm so sorry. I'll be good for you!" Rebecca said to a possibly empty room, but no answer came.
"Hello? Sir? Please, are you here?" Rebecca said, again no answer.
After a few moments of an eternity, Rebecca wondered if he had left, there was only silence and her heart beating deeply like a bass drum. Panic and anxiety began to fill her body, she tried wriggling against her restraints pulling at the handcuffs trying to jump the chain off the hook, trying to free her ankles from the cuffs holding them spreading her legs and exposing her. All this did was make Rebecca nearly fall forward, gasping as she managed to use her restrained arms to pull her straight. Breathing heavily in the musty air of the cellar, she felt so vulnerable, exposed and beginning to feel genuine fear in case he had left her there.
Rebecca began moving her head from side to side in sharp short movements, trying to make out where a noise had come from, soft footsteps behind her announcing his return. Jumping as something heavy and leather was draped over her shoulder from behind. There was a thick handle and what felt like long thin, leather ribbons falling over her taut pale skin. Rebecca finally understood she was feeling the many tails of Sir's favourite training tool.
The flogger left a ticklish trail on her skin as he pulled it slowly back over her shoulder. Rebecca heard Sir practising flicking the flogger, the leather tails disturbing the air as they whooshed by her body, Rebecca tensing her body each time they came close.
'Crack,' Leather hit her skin, stinging her flesh Rebecca yelped "Oof, fuck!" as her body involuntarily pulled inwards, her restraints digging into her flesh as they kept her in place. Rebecca stumbled on the spot, managing to catch and hold her weight on the hook, pulling her feet from the floor for a moment, she tried to stand and compose herself.
"Slut? Did I say you could move? I expect you to stand with your back straight, and legs straight. Do you understand toy?" He said. 'crack' to punctuate his words he whipped her again.
"Oow! Sorry Sir, I'm really sorry, I'm trying to be a good girl but you surprised me. Please Sir I'll try to be better" Rebecca said standing straight.
"I'm not looking for excuses, Toy. I'm looking for and expecting obedience!" He moved around her as he spoke. "You have earned six extra strokes, I expect you to count them off and thank me each time. Understood?"
"yes sir!" Rebecca answered.
'Crack,' Rebecca arched her back as the leather straps made contact with the middle of her back.
"Humph! One, thank you, sir!" as the pain subsided.
'Crack,' Rebecca felt the very tips of the leather thongs of the whip bite into her firm ass, she gasped at the sensual sting of her chastisement.
"Oow. Shit!.....Two. Thank you, sir!" Rebecca had to pause and take a breath before she spoke.
"Swear again or pause too long. That stroke won't count and the next will be harder each time till you learn, your place Toy!"
"I'm sorry sir, please I'm trying my hardest to please you!" Rebecca answered quickly.
"Rebecca, you read and you signed the training and chastisement Contract. I'm only treating you like this because you wanted this," he said.
"Yes sir I read and signed it, please I want you to teach me to be your toy!"
Grabbing her hair, Rebecca enjoyed his show of strength and control as her head yanked back. He held her hair tight as he moved around to face her. Rebecca wished he hadn't blindfolded her, she wanted to stare into his eyes as he made her his.
"Good girl, my little toy slut." He said letting go of her hair, kissing her luscious red lips." Sensing him moving away, she let her head fall all the way back, face up at the ceiling.
