Training Im

This is the next 2 chapter of a short story i wrote years ago based on those short paperback sex novels that you can still find every now and then. All persons are over the age of 18. This is a work of fiction, and I alone am solely responsible for its content, any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental. This story has mind control, bondage, sex and nonconsensual scenes in it. If this isn't you glass of whiskey read something else. This story may not be reproduced, copied or retransmitted in any way known or unknown without the authors permission. If you like what I write please be sure to like, follow, vote and comment on this story below. Thank you.

Now on with the story.

Chapter 3

Kim tried to sleep but her body hurt just too much, she had no idea what day it was or even the time of day. She did know there were other slaves here, she had heard the screams of pain from somewhere across the room. The slot at the bottom of her door opened and a small flimsy paper bowl slid in, she crawled off her pad and picked it up. Ugh, fuck gruel yet again, well at least it was warm this time. She drank it down and placed the bowl back by the slot and crawled back onto the mat and pulled her blanket over her.

There really was no way to get comfortable, her Mistress had lashed her back, ass and upper thighs several hours ago with a long wooden rod. Kim had screamed so loudly that she was sure that others had heard her, she took little pleasure in that, every Master or Mistress here seemed to be little more than Sadist and enjoyed hearing their slave's scream.

She pulled the cover back and looked at the top of her mons, she had been tattooed 8 meals ago, that was the best way to keep track of time she'd found. The word 'SLAVE 14989' were now permanently etched on her body. She'd been given a cream and told to put it on the tattoo several times a day. The only upside to it was that her sadistic bitch as she thought of her mistress left her poor pussy alone.

She heard the door click open and quickly dropped to the floor and assumed the position she had been taught by the 'Jailer' as Kim thought of him, stepped in and placed the bag over her head then pulled her arms behind her back and secured her wrists. 'Come 989, your Mistress wants you.' He said and lifted her to her feet and out of her cell. She was led out of her cell block and along what was becoming a familiar route, Kim started to tremble as she heard the door open and close behind her. She was placed on her knees and a strap placed around her neck and head then locked in place, she heard the door open and close yet again and listened wondering if she was truly alone or if 'the bitch' was sitting there watching her.

The door opened behind her, and she heard the click of her boots was she strolled across the cold floor, she heard her walk to the wall and take something off the shelves and then heard the buckles being tightened. She walked over to 989 and stood in front of her, she pulled the hood up just enough to free her mouth. 'Open your mouth slave.' Jen said and poked Kim's mouth with the fake cock. Kim tried to pull her head back and twist it from side to side. She felt a lash across her back and screamed. Jen forced the dildo into her open mouth and grabbed her head and began to force fuck her mouth.

'You will learn slave to obey at once or you will pay a price each and every time.' Jen said as she forced the faux cock deeper and deeper down Kim's throat. Kim felt the straps being tightened behind her head and now knew to breathe through her nose. Jen finished and lashed her ass 20 times to punish Kim for disobeying her command to open. 'Hurts doesn't it slave 989.' Jen sneered. 'You will learn to obey at once or your ass will pay the price slut.'

Kim felt the 'Bitch' as she thought of her stop and place pads on her body, the next thing she knew her body was on fire. Kim tried to scream as her head flew back and her mouth opened wide. After what seemed like an eternity for Kim, she finally managed to emit an ear-piercing scream.

Jen smiled as the girl screamed with each pulse and then begged her to stop between the pulses, she had no plans to stop and slid a large dildo into Kim's pussy and turned it on high. 'Pain and Pleasure are but two sides of the same coin, my pet. You're going to learn that here, and how to embrace both.' She said and shocked Kim yet again. Jen dragged this bit of play out varying the amount of time between shocks and their duration so as to not give her new pet time to get used to them.

During all this the large dildo happily buzzing away in Kim's twat was doing its job too, Kim started to fuck her hip up and down involuntarily as the pleasure parts of her brain took over now. Her mind was being assaulted by 2 warring feelings, and she had no idea of how to process either one. During her next prolonged shock, the pleasure center in Kim's brain finally exploded and Jen watched slave 989 as she thought of her, squirt for what she was sure was for the very first time.

'Good girl making squirties for Mistress, good slave puppy.' Jen said and patted the exhausted girl's head. Jens hips started pumping again as the vibrating dildo started to ramp her body back up the ladder yet again. 'Oh, good slave 989, you want to cum for Mistress yet again don't you slut, let's make sure you scream for her too.' Kim heard and felt her body and mind explode in pain yet again.

Jen took her through several more cycles of both pain and pleasure that ripped not her body but her mind as well and by the time Jen released her, Kim was incapable of doing anything that required coherent thought or movement. Jen had her twitching, shivering body hauled away.

The new slave had her pussy juicing, and she pulled the gusset of her leather shorts away and slid 3 fingers into her wet fuck hole and rammed her hand in and out as quickly as possible and in under a minute felt her body convulse and then felt the pussy squirt all over the inside of her shorts and down the inside of her thighs. 'Uuuuuhhhh Gooodddddd... fuuuuuckkkk mmmeeeee.' Jen moaned out and shivered through another smaller orgasm.

She pulled her hand free and licked her glove clean, savoring the flavor of pussy juice and leather together and she couldn't wait to taste her newest slave. It would all happen in time and she had nothing but time to train her right now as no one had placed a deposit on her.

Yes, she would enjoy training this piece of sexy meat until it was her time to move on.

Chapter 4

Jen had started 989s anal training and at this moment had her tied over a horse and was slowly slipping a glass butt plug into her tightly clenched rose bud as 989 tried to squirm away as best she could. 'Nooooooo... pleaseeee noooooo... not there... please Mistress.' Kim moaned and begged out then shifted her hips yet again. Jen smacked her taut ass cheeks and slid the slick plug in just a little deeper with each down stroke.

She smiled as the tight little hole shivered, she was nearly ready to take the bulb and then the neck to the flared base, Jen forced the ass cheeks apart just a little bit more and finally watched the plug slip in and watched her anal ring close around it tightly. 989 screamed in pain and pulsed in an attempt to push the plug out.

Jen smiled as 989 begged and pleaded for mercy and to have the plug removed, she stood and walked around to 989s tear stained face and squatted in front of her and pulled the front of her leather skirt up to show 989 her smoothly shaved pussy. 'Yes, slave this is your life from here on out, you will become someone's play toy once you're trained, and they buy you that is. Until that happens you will never see the sun or know what time or day it is.' Jen said and moved her pussy closer and finally got 989s mouth on her dripping wet pussy. 'You'll please Masters and Mistresses alike without question or thought and in doing so maybe lessen any punishments you may receive. Ummmmm, yeeessss slllllave... eat my wet cunt... please me slave.' Jen said.

She let her head drop back completely exposing her throat to anyone who might want to take hold of it and choke her and pumped her hips up and down smearing her juices all over Kim's face and head. 'Yes slave, move that tongue, or I'll punish you again.' Jen said and felt the little pink tongue move all over her fuck hole and squealed in pleasure then wrapped a leg around the back of her head, pulling her face in even tighter.

Kim could no longer escape in any way and was slowly being worn down from the repeated beatings, lack of sleep, repeated different sexual encounters that were growing more and more lurid with every time she entered this room. Kim's resolve was fading faster and faster and she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold on for much longer.

Jen came all over Kim's faced drenching her with her hot love juices, all Kim could do was lick, swallow and try to grab a breath of air in between having both her mouth and nose covered by her Mistresses wet pussy and ass. Kim felt her own body betray her as her pussy twitched and spasmed and she came herself from all the abuse and sexual energy being passed from the woman using her body.

'Oh, good little slave 989, you made cummies for Mistress, such a good little pet for Mistress.' Jen said and rubbed 989s wet upthrust ass and pussy then stood up and walked over to a shelf and picked up a leather belt with straps and a lock. Going back, she worked the straps under and around the bound girl's waist and open thighs then pulled everything tight and locked it together.

'There slave, you'll be able to make tinkles and move around but unable to touch your cunt or the plug in your asshole. You'll beg me to remove it, and I will enjoy your submission and training into a pleasure slave and fuck toy.' She said and released Kim's arms and cuffed them, then signaled for a Master to take her back to her cell.

Jen walked into Master Johns well-lit office several minutes later and found him hunched over his desk pounding away on his keyboard answering an email, she flopped down on the large leather couch. He looked up at her and she opened her leg wide showing him her wet naked pussy, she smiled and ran 2 fingers between the red lips then brought to her lips and licked them clean. He looked down and finished typing and hit send then watched her continue to play with her pussy.

He slowly got up and walked over to where she continued to recline and watched her unbuckle the skirt and threw it to the side. She opened her legs as wide as she could and removed her bra top and laid back pinching her nipples all the while. 'Fuck me you bastard, fuck my ass, use my twat, smack my tits and use me as your personal cum dump you fucking sack of human shit.' She snarled at him.

He reached down and gripped her throat and back handed her then pulled her to the floor and placed a booted foot across her throat and pushed down pinning her there. She reached up and smacked at his boot trying to dislodge the large foot that was starting to limit her air supply. 'Stop you fucking shit... stop... don't.' Jen managed to say before the foot pressed hard enough to have her eyes starting to bulge a little and her face colored.

'You're going to want to spend a little time learning manners slut or I'll slap a metal collar back around your neck and throw you in the pit for a refresher course in those you don't want to irritate.' John told her and pressed just a little harder and watched her face go fully red. He kept hid foot there for a few more seconds the released the pressure and reached down and grabbed her by her long brown hair then drug her across the wooden floor to a St. Andrews cross and strapped her to it.

She squirmed and pulled against the thick leather cuffs, knowing that she really stood no chance of escaping their embrace until he chose to release her. 'Please feel free to scream slut, I really do enjoy listening to you beg and plead for me to stop.' He said and lashed her several times with a custom-made flogger. 'Even though I know you want me to continue beating your ass like the pain whore you are, you fucking slut.'

He spent the next hour or so lashing her from ankles to neck and back again over and over again, never giving her time to get used to being beaten in any one place for more than 2 or 3 lashes before moving to a new spot. Jen screamed and pulled trying to free herself, taking time in between breaths to call him every dirty name she could think of then begging him to stop hitting her over and over again.

It took well over 2 hours before she hung limply from her bindings, barely twitching with each slap of the falls against her body. John finally released her ankles and then her wrist, letting her lay in a pile by the cross. He replaced the flogger on its hook and went back to his large desk sitting down and looked through some more emails.

Jen finally recovered after laying on the cold floor for 30 or 40 minutes and managed to crawl to her clothes and tried to put them back on, she failed. John eyed her as he answered yet another email, he watched her gather the few clothes she'd been wearing and then lay there as thought the effort had taken nearly everything from her.

John got up and walked over to her and once again grabbed her hair then led her to the couch and pulled her naked body over an arm. Her wet pussy was on display, and he felt his cock harden as he freed it and without foreplay simply drove his cock into her pussy and proceeded to fuck her silly.

Making her cum several times before he finally dumped his cum into her guts. He made sure to pull her to him by grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, Jen's back bowed, and she pushed back with her arms fully sealing her fuck hole to his groin.

'Yes you fucking piece of shit cum dump, drink in your Master's cum twat. You know that you need to be taken and abused by the Master to broke and then trained you all those years ago.' John growled at her and pulled out and shoved her to the floor. 'Cage dog, move bitch.' He kicked her abused ass and thighs.

Jen hung her head and slowly crawled into the small wooden cage and closed the door behind her. She twitched at the sound of the 2 bolts being shot home locking her inside. Jen tried to get as comfortable as she possibly could knowing that it would be a long night in the cramped box, she would do the same to her new slave tomorrow. She had to take her anger out on someone, and she knew that she could never raise a hand against him.

John sat down again and listened to her twitch and move then finally settle in and soon after her breathing slowed as she fell asleep, he knew that she needed to be reminded of her origins and that if she irritated him to much, she would end up back in a small cell with no way to tell day from night. An email caught his attention from a buyer looking for a young asian trophy slave wife, 14989 would fit the bill nearly perfectly. He looked at the timeline and knew that with a bit of a push she would be ready for a viewing and then to be taken home with her new Master.

And here I end this portion of my story, I'll try to add to this story more often dear readers. Be sure to like, follow, vote and comment below if this story piqued your interest. Remember to play and be safe out there.