The Taming Of The Slut Ch 02

"You're doing well for your first day. Now on your knees..."

I can tell forcing her to orgasm through pain and abuse has shaken her, but she still has a lot of fight left in her. And I wouldn't have it any other way - I tend to like a good challenge. Not moving from her spot, she glares at my evil grin and spits at me. It misses by a mile but it's all the cue I need to begin the part of the job I really enjoy.

I calmly stride over to her and she shrinks back but is unable to dodge my hands as I grab her by her hair and haul her to her feet again.

"Bastard! LET ME GO!" she screams, tears streaking her lovely face.

"Not likely. But don't worry, soon you won't WANT to leave, my little pet."

I catch her arms and twist them behind her, roughly pushing her through the hallway and down the stairs to the basement, leaving the clothing and ropes and whatnot to clean up later. I keep the basement cleaned up, unlike most houses. There's a lot of open space and it's clean and warm, unlike most older houses. I don't like to play in the cold, it takes the fun out of it for ME. We round a corner and step through a door into my real playroom and her eyes go wide with the assortment of toys and punishments I have collected there. Some, like the whips and paddles, are obvious to her, while others like the violet wand and spreader bars are strange and all the more frightening.

While she's taking this all in I quickly bring her hands over her head and slip them through the large cuffs already hanging from the ceiling. The sound of the cuffs snapping shut jars her back to reality and she suddenly starts fighting like a wildcat.

"Let me go!! Why are you doing this?" she demands, actually hanging from her cuffs as she attempts to kick me.

"I already told you, you're not going anywhere," I remark calmly again, walking slowly around behind her to make her more nervous. "You're my pet now and you must learn your place."

With that I silently select a riding crop with a large end and bring it down with a resounding *SMACK* on her shoulder. I choose her shoulder because this beating is to begin breaking her, not play with her. She lets out a startled shriek and redoubles her efforts to get out of the cuffs, but they're on tight and lined with leather to not cut and not slip.

"You will get twenty strokes. Stand up and count them or there will be more," I order sternly.

"NO!" she shrieks, twisting and turning angrily.

"You've added 5 strokes to your punishment. Let's try this again. Count."

*SMACK* The crop comes down. Nothing but angry screaming.

*SMACK* *SMACK* *SMACK* It comes down again, this time much harder and on her side just below her armpit. She starts crying now, the tears running down her soft cheeks.

"You're up to thirty five strokes now. I can keep going all night long if that's what you want."

"...ulp..p...pleeeeease let...ulp...me...pleeeeeheeheeeeease..."

Frowning, I set the crop down and pick up a thin whip instead. The whip makes a soft whooshing sound as it circles in the air, then a leathery *snap* sound as it hits her around her waist. Pulling it away,I can already see the red mark it left on her fair skin. Her mouth opens wordlessly and before she can recover, I whip her 10 more times, lashing mercilessly on her legs and stomach as she writhes helplessly.

I pause for a moment then, letting her catch her breath. "Last chance, then I'll start actually harm you. Now count. From one." I pick up the crop again and *SMACK* it goes on her shoulder.

Her face is distorted in pain again but just as I'm about to lose patience, she manages to grit "rrrrr...one..." between her clenched teeth.

"Good. Keep counting. You still have twenty five to go. And don't argue."

*SMACK* On her lower back. "Two!"

*SMACK* On her stomach. "Owwwwwwwww three!"

*SMACK* On her thigh. "...ulp....four..."

*SMACK* On her right nipple. "YAAAHHHHHHHOOWWWWW WHAT THE FUCK!?"

I grin to myself from behind her. "You don't want to count any more? Very well, I'll go get the branding irons instead."

"NONONONO FIVE!" she yells, her face still showing her obvious pain.

"Well...that's a bit better then. Should I continue and are you going to behave, or am I wasting my time thinking you'll cooperate without extreme measures?"

"NO PLEEEEeeease I'll behave!"

"Are you sure? You seemed awfully defiant a moment ago..."

"Yes!"

"Yes what? Yes you want me to keep beating you?"

"...."

"I'm not hearing anything."

"...yes.."

"Say it. Tell me what you want."

"...yes...p...ple...ase...beat me..."

"I couldn't quite hear that. Say it louder."

"...yes please beat me."

"Louder. Ask me to do it. This is your last chance."

"YES PLEASE BEAT ME!"

"That's better. And address me as 'Sir'. Understood?"

"Yes....sir."

"Good. Now count. This is five again."

I continue cropping her, deriding and humiliating her, forcing her to say she likes it and she wants me to continue. By the time we reach thirty five, her back, thighs, arms, stomach, and breasts are all a bright, sore red. She's panting now, no longer twisting and turning to escape, just hanging from the cuffs in defeat. I leave her there, sobbing to herself, and go get myself a drink, leaving her strict instructions to not try anything. When I return a few minutes later, she's hanging there, eyes closed, chest still heaving.

I walk all the way around her, eying her exquisite body, when the cum leaking from her violated cunt catches my eye. I lean over a bit and take some on my fingers, smearing it on her lips.

"Lick it up. Now."

Her eyes fly open and she spits on me, probably through reflex but it doesn't matter. Without saying another word, I walk away to my "workbench" and grab a cuff for each ankle. She eyes me warily as I walk back, realizing what she's done but getting fight back in her eyes again. The room is silent except for the clicking of the cuffs around her ankles. I retrieve the ropes from the wall, run them through the loops on the ceiling behind her, and attach them to the ankle cuffs. Then I calmly walk over and turn on the winch that begins pulling her ankles back and up, causing her to yelp as she's suddenly hanging from her wrists and ankles. The loops on the ceiling are about 5 feet apart, forcing her legs open as she hangs there, nipples to the floor and her cunt at the perfect level.

"I see you still have fight left in you. I do like a feisty slut but my patience is tiring for the night. Do exactly what you're told or you'll be spending the night in cold water in the tub. Is that understood?"

Her eyes with with fright, she still manages to sum up the courage to spit out, "You wouldn't."

"Oh wouldn't I? Do you really want to find out?"

"...no..."

"No what?"

She grits her teeth and squeaks out, "...no....sir.."

"Good. Let's begin. Tell me how much you want me to hurt you," I say, already grinning at the thought of her begging to be beaten.

"I...want you to hurt me...sir."

"Not good enough. Last chance. Tell me how much you want me to hurt you."

"I want you to hurt me bad." Her words say what I want but her eyes show sparks.

"Where?"

"Ummm...wherever...you want?"

"Be specific. Choose a part I know you don't want and I'll make it easier. Choose a part you can handle and it'll be very severe."

"My...ass..."

Music to my ears. I'd been planning on violating her ass the next day but hey, I'll take things as the opportunity presents itself. I walk around behind her and kneel down to closely inspect her little pink puckered hole. I can already see it reflexively tighten from fear, and as I gently blow on it it clamps down hard. Chuckling to myself, I stride over to the small fridge and retrieve a whole stick of butter. (Why butter? Because it's damn slippery, easy to get in stick form, cold for that extra discomfort, and tastes damn good! What can I say, I like to play with my food...) Next I grab a selection of dildos and buttplugs from the workbench, a small bottle of olive oil, and a small table to set everything on.

I approach her from behind and I can see she's already shivering from nervousness, which suits me just fine. I open the bottle of olive oil and pour some on my finger, set the bottle down, and immediately plunge it full length into her incredibly tight ass. I feel her hole tightening and pushing, trying to get my finger out, so I warn her, "Now now, no pushing else you'll GREATLY regret it." With my other hand, I grab the bottle and drizzle some oil directly on her asshole, quickly shoving a second finger in. I can feel her wince as it stretches out her virgin hole wider than she's ever been. My fingers are doing their own dance inside, twisting and wiggling, exploring the inside of her most private area, violating her nether regions. But this is just the warm-up, there's much more to it...

After a few moments I yank my fingers out leaving her ass gaping for a split second before it slams back shut. Now's the best time to do the old switchup, so I plunge my fingers in and out a few times then yank them out and instantly replace them with the entire stick of cold butter, shoved hard all the way up inside her.

"AHHHHHH OHMYGOD OHMYGOD GET IT OUT IT'S COLD!!!"

Something tells me she doesn't like it... Good.

"Keep it in slut, you really want to keep it in as long as you can, you're gonna want all that lube." I let my grin show in my voice, mocking her as she wriggles and writhes, suspended in the air, legs spread wide, and a stick of butter up her ass.

"Oh pleeeeeease take it out SIR! Please please please please!" she begs, still trying to push it out on her own. I see this and stuff my fingers back in, holding the stick in place. Even so, I can see the liquid butter start to drip out and I know it's time for the next stage...

"Okay worthless dirty slut, PUSH."

She complies instantly, and as soon as my fingers are removed what's left of the stick plops out of her ass into my hand. "Probably half left," I mentally muse to myself. "A shame to waste all that..." Then I look down to her still-wet cunt and grin to myself. Kneeling down close, I hold her cunt lips open with two fingers and shove the remains of the butter deep up inside her cunt, then slap it hard and watch with delight as she squirms yet again.

Now I select a medium butt plug, a little over an inch wide, and bring the tip to her re-puckered asshole. She flinches a bit at the touch of the cold rubber on her asshole. I begin to push it in, not using too much pressure, waiting til the tip is fully inside, then suddenly SLAM it the rest of the way inside.

"Oh my god get it out PLEASE you're ripping my ass!!"

I lean down to get a better look. Nope, no splits. "Well since you asked..." I reply evilly, gripping the base of the plug and yanking it out. It slides out easily with all the butter, leaving her ass obscenely gaping open. I quickly shove it back in before she can relax, being very rough about it. She screams yet again as I begin roughly fucking her ass with the plug. Her pink hole is now glistening and quivering as it gets forced open again and again by the wide part of the plug.

After a few minutes of this, the plug is sliding in and out pretty easily so I set it down and grab a larger one, close to two inches at its thickest. I place the head against her hole and start pushing quickly. The warm butter makes it slide in effortlessly until it reaches the resistance of the ring of her asshole. Her eyes are wide open now and I have her attention!

I keep pushing and twisting until her ass is stretched tight, then give the base of the plug a hard whack with my palm and it pops inside, her distended hole snapping shut around the narrow part just above the base as another scream exits from her.

"OWWWwwwwww ohmygod you broke it!!"

I reach around and slap one of her hanging tits hard, then begin twisting her nipple while pinching it as hard as I can. This sets her thrashing in her ropes, much to my delight.

"It's not broken. And one more disrespectful peep out of you and it's into the tub. Now tell me you want to be hurt more."

"Oh god nnnn-...I mean...please...hurt me...more...sir."

By now, the remaining butter in her cunt is melted and dripping out bit by bit onto the floor. This can't be wasted so I grab a very long, thin dildo, almost more of a probe, and slide it into her slippery, dripping cunt. Running the tip from side to side, I use it to explore her limits, poking it roughly at the walls of her cunt and making sure to pay special attention to the thin wall separating the huge plug still in her ass.

After a few minutes of this I slide two fingers deep in her steamy hole and guide the tip of the probe to her cervix. Not giving her any time to prepare, I immediately begin pushing hard and twisting. Her body rocks forward on the ropes amid sobbing and whimpering. After a few moments, I feel her cervix haltingly start to open. Immediately I give the probe a shove and it suddenly shoots up into her uterus, causing yet another yelp of pain and humiliation from my slut.

I leave both the plug and the probe where they are and walk around in front of her. Her head is hanging in shame and she's trembling from the pain and exhaustion. Roughly grabbing her chin and pulling her head up, I stare down into her eyes, boring into her soul. I can see her fear and hate for me, and I can also see desperation setting in.

"Did that hurt enough, slut?"

More tears stream down her cheeks. "Yes...it hurts bad....sir."

My other hand reaches around and smacks her tits cruelly. "That's not what I asked. And learn this lesson: It's NEVER enough."

"OWWWW YES SIR IT'S NOT ENOUGH!"

"That's better. Now I'm going to use your mouth as a cunt, since your cunt is busy. If I feel as much as ONE tooth, you'll be keeping that plug in your ass for a week."

Not giving her a chance to respond, I grab her hair and shove my throbbing, aching cock in her last hole, not stopping until her chin is touching my balls. My fingers through in her hair at the back of her head, I hold her there as she chokes and sputters, trying to gag and breathe at the same time. I wait until I feel her panic fully rising then pull out just as quickly but keep my grip on her head as she chokes and coughs.

After a few seconds, I shove back in and begin fucking her face full force. The slurping and sucking sounds along with the choked whimpers from her quickly bring me to the edge of cumming. Reaching around underneath her, I grab both of her tits and, squeezing both of them tightly in my fists, use them as grips for fucking her mouth. My grip gets tighter and tighter as I pound harder and faster, her tongue doing wonderful things in her panic as it tries to force me out. I think she passed out slightly during the last bit, but it doesn't matter to me. Finally I let myself go and let out a loud yell as I bury my cock in her mouth and squirt my hot cum directly down her throat.

She comes to her senses with a violent cough as I pull my cock out, sputtering and choking on cum as she desperately tries to catch her breath. I give her a moment then pull her head back up to look deep in her eyes.

"That's your lesson for today. You're doing well for your first day, but you've got a long ways to go..."

I can see her thoughts racing in her eyes for a few moments, then I can see she comes to a decision. Lowering her eyes to the floor, she squeaks out, "Thank you...sir..."

I grin evilly. This is going to be a fun one!