The lesson part 3

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The lesson part 3Master beckons the slave to stand before him. Master: You have pleased me well slave, and I have enjoyed your slutty little stories almost as much as I have enjoyed fucking your face and creaming in your beautiful tight arse. Yet I rather think Lady Sophia expected more from me when she sent you for my particular brand of discipline. Your distraction was very clever, but I will not disappoint the Lady. Follow me. The Master ushers the slave through a door into a large room. There are no windows, but chains and hooks hang from the ceiling, and strange looking benches and tables strike fear into the slave’s heart. Her breathing quickens as she tries to imagine what will happen here, her naked body trembling. Master: Put out your hands, slave. She holds her arms out in front, not daring to meet the Master’s eyes as he binds each wrist with a braided cord. Master: Now, reach up. She does, and he ties each of the cords around her wrists to hooks making her stretch up so she stands on the balls of her feet, arms apart. And now the Master stands back to admire her form, the nipples of her pert little tits stand erect and she shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot, eyes wide and breathing shallow. Now the Master attaches cuffs to her ankles and fixes between them a thin metal bar, so her legs are spread apart, a little wider than her shoulders, and now she is barely able to stand on tip toes. She güvenilir illegal bahis siteleri is totally exposed, her cunt wide open and unable to defend herself. Slave: Master, please. She can barely gasp the words out, tears welling up in her eyes as she realises she can do nothing to escape. Master: Silence! I am not finished with you. I will want to hear you scream and beg, but not yet. And be warned, provoking me now will make it so much harder for you later. The slave swallows hard, biting her lip to prevent the sobs that she can feel rising in her chest. Slave: Yes Master. He opens a box and takes out a fine silver chain with two vicious looking clamps on either end. Master: Your tits are so fine I have been aching for the time when I get to do this for hours now. He cups a breast in one hand, pulling at the already firm nipple until she can’t help but squeal in pain. The Master laughs. Master: This will be so pretty. And still pulling hard on her nipple her fixes the clamp on tight so it pinches the most sensitive part of her and causes her to yelp and gasp, taken aback by the intense pain. He does the same quickly on her other and then takes the silver chain in his hand and tugs her forward, pulling her off balance so she is suspended by her wrists and her nipples are pulled until the chain is tight and she squeals for him to stop. The Master releases the chain, so it hangs perabet güvenilir mi between her tits the nipples standing erect as her chest heaves and she struggles to calm her breathing. The Master reaches between her legs then, running a finger slowly from her arse to her clit, and the slave realises that she is soaking wet, juices from her pussy dripping from her lips and running down her thighs. Master: Oh, you are a horny little whore. You like that? He is pulling gently on the chain. Master: Your punishment is only just beginning. I have plenty more to teach you. Now from the box he takes a metal plug and coats it liberally with oil from a small bottle. Master: I know you won’t struggle with this, slut. You’ve taken worse this afternoon, but it will heighten what’s to come. And he reaches between her spread legs and finding her arse he firmly and without hesitating pushes the plug deep in so just the round hilt rests against her cheeks. The slave feels it fill her hole and it makes her want to be fucked hard right now. The pain from the nipple clamps just adds to the intense sensations and she can feel her juices making her legs wet with desire. The Master’s hard on is visible in his breeches, but he is determined to complete the next part of the punishment before he shoots his load into this tight little whore again. He pours oil from the bottle all over his right hand tipobet and, filling his palm with the oil, he smears it all over the slaves wet cunt.  He slips two fingers into her slit, finger fucking her with one hand while he pulls at the nipple chain with the other. Slave: Master, please. Please fuck me. I going to cum. She sounds amazed. In all this pain and humiliation she is on the verge of cumming every time he pushes his fingers into her pussy. The Master withdraws his hand. Master: You will not cum unless I give you my permission. Do you understand? Slave: Yes Master. Please? Master: Not yet. We have some way to go yet. He slides three fingers into her cunt, pushing as deep as he can go until she moans and whimpers a little, then he takes four fingers and slides then in. She is panting now with the pain, feeling like she is being stretched too far and she might tear apart with the force of it. The master pours more oil over his hand and ignores her cries forcing into her with his thumb now as well until his whole hand is sliding into her pussy, slow and hard and deeper each time. She is squealing with every thrust and his hand is dripping with oil and the wet juice from her cunt until he finally rams his fist home, all the way into her so her pussy lips are wrapped around his wrist. Unfurling his fingers he strokes her inside and, tears pouring down her face, she begs again. Slave: Please master, please. Master: Yes. And she cums, unable to hold back, pulsing with warm, wet cream and screaming, until it runs in white, wet trails down his arm and he pulls out in one quick motion, leaving her gasping for breath, letting the ties on her wrists hold her up as her legs give way beneath her.

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