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Chapter 3
Her request took him by surprise and, at first, he didn’t answer her. He mulled it over for a minute or two thinking logically about it. Would he fuck up the process by letting her see him? Is she ready now? This had never come up before and he actually was unsure of himself. The correct move came to him in the end, and he said to her, “Cunt. You will give me your answer first. If you choose slavery, I will remove your blindfold and you may look upon your new master for the first time. If you choose freedom, I will pack up and go but leave you minimally tied up and blindfolded. You will have very little difficultly freeing yourself after some effort. Make your choice.”
“Yes, Master. I choose…” There was a pregnant pause that seemed to last forever for both of them. “…slavery. I choose slavery for my daughter and I, Master. “ Inside her, her soul burst free and soared like never before. She was released from all worldly constraints and even her body could not contain her rapture.
He wasn’t all that surprised by her answer, but he did smile broadly. Somehow, by watching her body English, his confidence grew exponentially and he reached forward to her blindfold. Without fanfare, he pulled it off of her eyes and completely off her head. The sudden light hurt her eyes. She couldn’t see a thing, but kept blinking until they adjusted to the light. When she was finally able to see clearly, she looked up at her new master with absolute adulation in her eyes. He was somewhat younger than she was, but ruggedly handsome with short dark hair and a cruel face that screamed, “Don’t fuck with me!” He was strongly built, but not overly muscular. Compact and understated were the words that came to mind. His deep, green eyes bore into her soul and she knew beyond all doubt that he was her Master, her owner. She was nothing more than his fuck meat now. And she was happy.
“Master, may your lowly piece of fuck meat ask a question?”
“Go ahead,” he responded.
“Master, I am completely happy with my decision, but I would like to ask you a favor. Please, please think it over.” She looked into his eyes in fear and to gauge his reaction, but he gave no indication of any reaction. “Please don’t separate my daughter and I. Train us together and we will be obedient slaves for you. When the time comes to sell us, please sell us together. Both of us will do whatever you say, become whatever you say, and offer no resistance in the process. I swear it.”
He stared coldly at her while he thought it over. “Slut, how can you guarantee your daughter will cooperate? What will you do when she resists?”
“She won’t resist. I’ll see to it, Master. Just give me a chance to convince her. I’ll show her how wonderful slavery is and how to accept it as I have.”
“I’m not so sure this is a good idea.”
“Master, finish my training like you planned. By the time she gets home, she will see me as a completely trained slave. I will show her the joy and beauty of pain. She will see your marks on your property and how I cum from it all. I will deliver her primed and willing to you, if you please just give to me this one thing.”
He envisioned the daughter naked, collared and leashed being handed over to him by her mother. His cock got hard instantly. “Okay. I agree. I promise to keep you two together until you are sold. After that, I will have no influence to do so.”
“Oh thank you Master. Thank you. Thank you. You are so good and generous.” She cried with relief. She got off of the bed and went to her knees before him. She bent over and kissed his shoes over and over.
His patience with this lasted for only a minute or so, until he decided it was time to resume her training. “Bitch, it is time to continue. It is time to rape my fuck slave for the first time.”
“Yes Master.” She got off of the floor and returned to her position on the bed. “Please Master, beat me and fuck me for you pleasure. I beg of you. Use this slutty piece of fuck meat as you see fit. Show this cunt no mercy.”
And no mercy was what she got. He took off his thick, black leather belt and wrapped the buckle around his right hand. Her eyes widened as they met his eyes but she issued no other reaction. He brought down the belt hard onto her tits with a loud crack. She couldn’t help herself as she screamed. Her Master didn’t even give her a chance to repeat the required words before he brought down the belt again and again. After a few strokes she regained her composure and silenced herself, taking her beating in silence. Her tits were bright red by the time he stopped, and she was crying uncontrollably. All he said to her was, “Turn over onto your stomach,” which she did as quickly as she could move through the pain. He then started on her ass and back. He was just as relentless. Sometime during this she drifted off to another place. The strokes lost their intensity there, and she only felt rhythmic contact, heat and a tingling that was making her pussy gush with juice. When he was quite satisfied with his handiwork, he stopped suddenly. Roberta didn’t even notice for several seconds as she was lost in her own world. His cock had returned to hardness as he beat her and he stepped up behind her and lined up his weapon with his new possession. He brought the belt down one more time on her back and then slammed into her with so much brutal force that it brought her out of her little world and knocked the wind out of her. Without fanfare, he fucked her hard and fast, making sure to slam his hips into her groin with every stroke. As she fought to regain her breath, she could hear the slapping sound loud and clear as her Master’s large cock beat her cunt and cervix over and over bruising them both. He reached out with his free hand and grabbed a handful of her long hair and pulled her back towards him. She screeched out as she bent backwards toward him but uttered no other sounds. He rode her like this for endless minutes, her tight, wet cunt rubbing his large cock as he conquered her. He was in a good, fast paced rhythm, when he noticed the dresser mirror out of the corner of his eye. When he turned toward it, he could clearly see her face. She had her eyes closed and was smiling. He realized she was enjoying this fuck as much as he was, and since he didn’t want her to enjoy it, he brought the belt down again on her back. Now it was his turn to be shocked because she opened her mouth and hissed out.
“Oh God, yes, fuck me Master. Beat me Master. Teach this cunt her place. Please Master, don’t stop. Beat me harder. Fuck me harder. I beg you. Use me.”
It was over before he even came. She was completely his. All he had to do was finish training her. He would teach her how to stand, sit and walk, and what to say and not to say. It was obvious that she loved to fuck, so all he would have to do was teach her how to use her body to maximize a Master’s pleasure. How to keep house seemed to come naturally to her considering the condition of her home, but he would show her how to serve her Master around that home. She would learn to dress and act to please Him in every situation. These things would take time but were the easy part once she accepted her new life, and she most certainly accepted her new life. The question was could he teach her enough in the next few hours so that when the daughter came home mom would be convincing enough? He realized he would have to be quick and make it seem like giving themselves to him was all mom’s idea. This was a new one for him, but as always, he was supremely confident he could do it. With that acknowledgement, he refocused his attention back to the cunt in hand who was now moaning with each stroke of his cock and his belt. He pulled her tighter and fucked her as hard as he could now. It was almost painful for him , as he slammed into her, but he felt he could cum at any time now. Thinking about what he needed to do, he decided to cum quickly and to start the rest of her training immediately, giving her no rest. He spoke to her.
“Cunt, what is your name? Tell your owner your name.”
“Master, your cunt’s name is Roberta, sir,” she replied.
“Slave Roberta, your Master is ready to cum. I am going to cum deep into your unprotected womb. Maybe, I will fuck a baby into you. Would you like that, bitch?”
“Oh yes sir. If you choose to make me pregnant, I would love to have your baby, Master. It would be such an honor, Master.”
“Would you like me to father your daughter’s children as well?”
“Yes sir. Both of us will have as many babies as you want us to have, Master.”
“And if I choose to sell the babies?” He was testing her yet again. She answered properly without skipping a beat.
They will be yours to sell, sir. I just hope they bring you the price you desire.
He was convinced now, and he started to cum. It was one of the best orgasms he ever had. It was deep and intense, and lasted oh so long. When he ejaculated, he did so with so much force that his semen shot out of him and stung her as it hit the walls of her womb. When she felt it, she went crazy with lust, almost coming again, but she had learned her lesson and held back with all her might. She started begging him for permission.
“Master, may this cunt come? Please Master. Please may your slave slut cum? I beg you. Please, please, please let me cum. I need to cum Master. She was nearly hysterical now, and he saw a chance to take advantage of it.
“Will you give me your daughter? Will you hand her over to me collared and leashed for her first beating and fuck? Will you gladly watch her lose her virginity in this way?”
She looked at Him over her shoulder and their eyes met as she confidently gave Him her answer. “Yes Master, I will bring her to you collared and chained for her first beating and fuck. I will gladly stay and watch, and I will revel in the moment knowing that she is sharing my joy in becoming your slave too.”
He smiled and said, “You may cum, whore. Cum for me now.”
And she did, hard.
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