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The Rite
1. Pride
"You're weak.. that's why your my slave", she hissed in his ear.
He could feel her hot breath in his ear as she spoke. Her hands rested onhis shoulders and her breasts rubbed against his back through the corset shewas wearing. She had to crane up on her tiptoes to reach his ear but that didn'tdiminish the contempt in her voice.
"There's a reason you were captured. A reason you're chained here at mywill and a reason you're hard but haven't come in ... what is it 2 ... 3 weeks... a month? What has it been?"
" Answer me when I ask you a question!", she spat viciously twisting hisnipple.
" I...I...don't know mistress", he stammered. He truly couldn't remember.His mind was in a fog. He despised her, but the cattle prod hanging on thewall kept him from disobeying. The mere thought of coming made him harder.
"Look at you, you randy little slut", she commented as she reached aroundto stroke the base of his cock. Her breasts again pressing against him andher breath was in his ear.
"My aren't we hard".
The weights hanging from his balls had ceased to be a distraction. His bodytwitched with the need to come. A white hot passion seared through his loins.
As she removed her hand, he bit his lip and let out a moan
"oooo aren't we horny", she cooed.
" What is it you like so much, my hand on your cock..... Lana licking yourthighs... or your beautiful mistress rubbing against you ", she said reachingaround and giving the base of his cock one small firm stroke. This time sherubbed up against him with what felt to him like naked breasts.
The feel of her breasts and the fact he could only imagine them not seethem heightened his degree of frustration. He had almost forgotten about theministrations of the naked slave on all fours in front of him. Her purposewas to titillate not to fulfill, and he knew that. He tried to avoid lookingdown at the sweet curves of her ample hips. Doing so only made him think ofstepping behind her and ramming his cock into her.
Stepping in front of him and kicking the slave at his feet away she reachedup and with one finger pulled his chin down so he looked into her eyes.
His gaze quickly surveyed her breasts but they were now back within thelow cut bodice. He could however see the soft curves of her flesh as he stareddown at her cleavage.
"Look me in the eye you slut!", she commanded swatting his dick with herhand for emphasis.
"You're weak. I control you. But you refuse to beg for the collar! Obviouslyyou need to be taught your place. You still don't understand.", she said halfas though she were thinking out loud.
"Tell you what. I'll make you a deal. A little contest. You win and you'refree. You loose you're mine and you wear my collar", she said her voice quickeningwith each word.
"Hmmmm what do you think", she queried reaching down to slowly stroke hiscock.
"I...I.... ahhh", he stammered only half comprehending what she said. Hismind was consumed by the hand on his cock. Lust welled inside him, his bodyshivered in anticipation, his breath quickened.
"Ok here it is...", she began, immediately removing her hand from his cockand tugged on the weights hanging from his balls sending a jolt of pain throughhis scrotum.
The fire left him as quick as it had come. He gasped in frustration. Heslumped against the chains holding his hands above him. Were it not for hisbindings he would've collapsed on the floor. Slowly his breathing slowed andwhat little composure he had returned.
"Unless of course .... you'd like to beg for your collar now? Hmmm wouldyou? Good slaves do get to cum...... would you like to cum?"
"... N... No ....", he managed. Trying to gain some composure.
"You don't want to cum? What a pity you look so horny", she said runningher hand light over the length of his cock.
"N..No ....No... No collar... ".
His mind was racing. He wanted, needed more than anything to cum. He gazeddown into the chasm of here breasts wanting to bury his face in them whileshe stroked his dick. But chained as he was he was helpless. No matter howmuch he needed to cum, no matter how great the pain his pride kept him frombegging for the collar.
"Look at this pathetic creature", she mused to herself. She could easilyget him to beg for the collar using the prod. But it just wasn't fun that way,and it missed the point. Slaves must have no pride. There is no place for pridein a slave. Theirs is to do and be, as masters and mistress's wish, unconditionally.All the better for a slave to eliminate pride on their own. Then they havetruly given themselves and they are slaves to the core.
"Lust is ok. Lust makes a slave all the more interesting, at least as faras she was concerned. Lust can enslave but only in the absence of pride. Thatshe knew and understood well"
"Ok here it is ..", she began again.
" When next we meet, a little contest. If at the end you're wearing my collarthen you're mine. If not, you're free", she stated.
With one last stern look in his eyes she turned to leave.
"Lana come".
He gazed at the two women walking from the room. One head high and an airof haughtiness the other hands clenched behind her back following her mistress.On both he could see the soft curves where their buttocks met their thighsbeneath their short fluttering skirts.
"Back to the pens, hands confined", he heard as the door slammed behind themwith a thud.
2. Lust
The slave stood in the center of the room her hands clasped behind her head,legs spread and breasts jutting out as her mistress circled around her. Theslave trembled with desire as she caught the scent of her mistress passingin front of her. It had been over a week since she had been allowed to cum,an unusually long time for her but not for may of her owners slaves. She wasa slave, her owner's property and she would cum only when allowed to. She wouldendure anything asked of her. She existed for her mistress's pleasure and longedto fulfill that role. Seeking pleasure in the pleasing of her mistress wasall she knew.
The deft stroke of her mistress's hand on her buttock sent a shiver of passionthrough her. Her owner's hand ran down under her buttock under the short sarongdraped over her hips and slowly rose to her breasts encased in a see throughmesh top. She arched her back longing to give her mistress the pleasure ofher breast if that is what she desired.
"hmmm mmmm mmmm.... Louise you delicious little tart ... ", her mistressdeclared.
"Listen closely. If you do a good job and I mean good! I'll give you Roband Jake to use for an evening".
The extra incentive wasn't needed as she longed to kneel and please butthe though of the two massive slaves at her feet sent a delicious twinge throughher loins. She had never had such an opportunity before. The though had never.....
"Listen!", her mistress's sharp command broke her thoughts.
"Do as I say and you'll be rewarded. Come!', and with that her owner turnedand briskly moved toward the door.
Putting her hands behind her back she scampered on the balls of her feetto catch up.
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He lay there chained to the table. Hands chained the the top of the benchand hes legs spread and chained to each bottom corner. There was a thick strapacross his hips. Beneath his neck lay an open iron collar, the joint in theback painfully bitting into his neck in spite of the give of the padded surfaceof the table. The two halves of the collar stuck into the air on each sideof his neck separated by several inches. When he gazed down at his toes hecould see their blurred outlines.
Despite himself he found himself getting hard. His body twinged in anticipationdespite his minds reservations. He had forgotten the last time he had cum.He wasn't even able to imagine what it was like anymore. However, his bodylonged for release. Even though he hadn't cum he hadn't been without pleasure.His mistress saw to that. The titillation was almost constant either visualor physical. He hadn't seen her since the encounter where she had announcedher 'contest' and he new their next encounter would be pivotal. He didn't fora moment believe he could be freed as she said but he knew if his resolve failedthe result would be disastrous.
The collar was new. Never before had it touched his neck. The metals constantcold reminding him of it's presence. The joint pressing into the bones in hisneck dampened his arousal allowing him to furthering his resolve.
He had lost track of time laying there with the twin sensations of his erectcock twitching in the air and the joint of the opened collar biting into hisneck.
Suddenly with a soft thump the heavy wooden door opened and his mistressbriskly walked in with a slave scampering behind on the balls of her feet.His mistress had on a satin chemise cut low with only the slightest of strapson her shoulders. The chemise hugged her left thigh and cut diagonally acrossto her opposite thigh inviting him to try to peer in the shadows between herlegs. The slave had on a brief sarong and a mesh top that only seemed to accentuaterather than conceal her body.
The slave stole a glance his way and their eye's met. At once the slave'seyes were averted to the floor.
"That's a willing slave", he thought. "Not me though, never!".
"Why look at you! ", his mistress exclaimed, motioning for the slave tokneel and approaching the bench.
"Did you miss me?", she purred in mock playfulness.
"It sure looks like you did", she continued while reaching down to strokehis cock.
His breath immediately started to quicken and his loins started to tighten.
"Oh my aren't we frisky today", she said withdrawing her hand leaving hiscock twitching in the air.
She bent over and reseted her chin on his shoulders. He tried to keep hiseyes facing upward but despite himself he found himself averting his eyes tolook at her. His eyes were immediately drawn to the sight of her breasts hangingloosely in the chemise. He could almost make out the faint beginning of hernipples.
She hovered there for a moment allowing him a good eyeful.
"Like the view? You're so predictable. Can't resist.... can you? ", shesaid disdainfully.
"Hey guess what ? ", she continued, standing up and idly running her handover his smooth chest.
"It's time for our little contest! But I'm sure you remembered ... didn'tyou? Maybe
that's why your so excited", she said motioning toward his cock.
"Oh look I see you have your collar ready! Shall we close it up now? Ifwe do you can have your way with Louise?".
With that his imagination ran wild with the thoughts of a female body touse. He glanced toward the kneeling slave unable to see anything other thana shoulder and a hip behind his mistress.
"hmmm what do you think?".
"No", it was all he could mutter.
"Pity, but it will be more fun this way", she stated confidently.
"Louise come!", she barked while walking around behind his head.
Louise trotted over on the balls of her feet, hands behind her back, breastbouncing underneath her top. Her nipples now pushing out against the fine meshbut were two large to slip through.
"What do you link of him Louise?" Looks like he will make a fine slave don'tyou think? Go ahead look him over. But don't touch yet".
"Yes Mistress", came the slave's reply. Her eyes hungrily devoured his bodycoming to rest on his thick hard cock. Louise pursed her lips and hungrilylicked them, her breath quickening .
"Louise turn around and bend over. Show him what you have to offer ".
Louise turned and bent at the waist. Her sarong riding up on her buttocks. All her charms were on display. The sweet curves of her ample hips framedthe lines of her sex meshed in between sinewy muscular thighs.
"What a nice pussy. Wouldn't you agree.".
His gaze was transfixed at her rotund bottom. His breath was quickeningand his tongue licked his lips.
"Would he be allowed this woman? As he wished?". He had given up hope. Hehad put such thoughts from his mind, but his mistress had planted the seedin his imagination and his mind ran wild with it.
"hmmmm I think he likes you Loiuse! Stand up turn around and show him howyummy your boobs are", the mistress coached.
Louise stood, turned around and gathered her breasts together in her hands.Pursing her lips in pleasure. Her hands kneaded and massaged her breasts pressingthem up and together.
"Take off your top and play with your nipples", mistress continued.
Louise complied and soon was rolling her nipples between the fingers ofher hands.
He stared up at her transfixed longing to bring his mouth to one of theslave's nipples.
"Louise, is your pussy getting wet?", mistress asked.
"Yes mistress!", Louise replied as she kept tweaking her nipples.
"mmmmm let's see then... put your fingers in your cunt and see if they comeout wet.".
Louise reached to her crotch and massaged her slit, then slowly inserteda finger in her cunt. Her hips moved forward to embrace the advances of herhand. Her eyes closed and her lips parted as she gave herself up to her fingers.
"tut tut now, that's enough", scolded the mistress.
With a sigh Louise removed her fingers from her slit and took a moment tocatch her breath.
"oooo look at that, you are wet aren't you.... what a good little slut",mistress chimed in.
"Wipe your hand off on your tit."
"Yes mistress", Loise responded.
"Would you like a taste of 'pussy nipple'? ", the mistress bent and whisperedin his ear loud enough for Louise to hear.
All he could do was emit a low guttural moan. He was transfixed on Louise'sbreasts.
"Louise!", the command was simple but Louise knew what was expected of her..
Louise bent to offer him her breast smeared with the juices of her sex.When her breast was inches from his face she stopped.
He tried to crane his head to reach Louise's breast but his mistress hada hold of the hair on his head immobilizing him.
He whimpered in frustration.
"Not just yet!", she said reaching up to fondle Louise's breast just abovehis face.
" Would you like a little lick?", she purred in his ear.
His breath had quickened and his lips were parted in passion. His head strainedtrying to reach the breast, but she held it immobile.
"Stop. Be a good boy and wait till you're told to lick."
He sank back and waited. Hoping he would be allowed.
"Now let's see your tongue, stick it out", the voice breathed in his ear.
The voice was all consuming. His world consisted of the breast looming infront him and a voice echoing in his head.
"There we go, stretch out your tongue. Now put it back."
He complied, licking his lips and staring at the breast.
"Now when I say so take one little lick, understand"
"Yes ", he mouthed.
"Ok , now ...a ... little .... taste", she said drawing out each word.
Her free hand now brought Louse's breast close enough for his outstretchedtongue to lick. His tongue met her nipple and he hungrily tried to suck inher breast.
"Stop!", she commanded pulling his head back and pushing Louise inches away.
Again he whimpered with desire.
"I said one lick. Now let's try again. Be a good slave and do as your told",she said sternly.
As Louise breast was lowered toward him mistress coached, "Now be a goodboy, just one lick. Do as your mistress bids. Just one...."
The voice in his ear consumed his thoughts. " one lick.. just one... ",echoed over and over in his mind.
When the breast was close enough he brought out his lounge and slowly, lovinglyran it from just below the aureole up over the nipple trying to savor everychance to lick. His nostrils drank in the scent of Louise's sex smeared onher breast. As his tongue returned to his mouth he could taste her. The smelland taste of Louise was now intoxicating him.
"mmmmm that's a good boy" , the voice in his head purred emphasizing 'boy'.
The praise warmed him and calmed him somewhat. He felt proud of doing ashe was bid and not loosing control.
"Would you like to suck on my slave's nipple", the voice continued.
As before he could only mouth, "Yes", transfixed as he was on the breast.
"She's my slave you know. I own her. She does what I want when I want. Thisbreast in front of you is mine. Her cunt is mine. She sucks what I want andfucks what I want. She would even fuck you if I told her to. Would you likeher to fuck you? "
The thought of fucking Louise sent a shiver of pleasure through him.
"Now be a good slave and give Louise's nipple one little suck. You can dothat, can't you. You can be a good slave. Obey your mistress. Your mouth ismine. Louis's nipple is mine they both must do what I say. Just one littlesuck. You can do that can't you slave"
There was nothing in the world but the voice and the breast to him. He resolvedto do it perfectly. As he was bid. Maybe he would be rewarded for a good performance.He opened his mouth in anticipation.
Louise lowered her breast and his mouth rose to meet it. He breathing deeplythrough his nose to take in the aroma of her sex still wafting below her breast.He opened his mouth to envelope her aureole's and ran his lips slowly towardher nipple, all the while moving his tongue over and around her nipple. Ashis lips closed around her nipple he slowly sucked in and drew his head backtill her nipple popped out.
Dropping his head back he savored the taste and smell of Louise
"Very good slave. You really are trying to please!"
He basked in the glow of the praise and readied himself for his next task.
"That's enough!", mistress exclaimed, pushing Loise away and raising herhead from his ear thus breaking the spell.
Seeing Louise move away he struggle against his bonds to follow but theydidn't give.
"oooo ... wee.... liked that did you?", mistress commented watching himwrithe on the table.
"Up with you Louise, down between his legs!", mistress commanded after watchinghim suffer in frustration for a minute.
"Just be careful of his cock. He could explode at any moment, from the looksof him".
Louise did as she was bid, kneeling up between his legs.
"Louise why don't you lick his balls for me", suggested the mistress.
Louise lowered he head and gently nuzzled his balls. Causing him to gaspin pleasure. Looking down at his feet he could see the outline of Louise'ships in the air.
Louise slowly circled her tongue around one ball then the other. She thenput her tongue at the base of his scrotum and licked up between his balls.Then gently sucked one ball in her mouth, then the other. Starting her tongueat the base of his dick she licked all the way around his ball sac. Then shebegan the routine again. All the while purring in pleasure.
The voice of his mistress continued at his ear, "mmm I think she likes yourballs. She doesn't get to play with balls much. Most of the time she's lickingmy pussy. Would you like to lick my pussy? Maybe Louise would suck your dickwhile you slaved over my pussy? Would you like that. She would do it if I toldher to. Maybe if you learned to be a good pussy licking slave I'd let you fuckLouise. Would you like that. Would you like to ram your dick into Louise'scunt".
The immagry of fucking Louise and the licking of his balls sent shiversof pleasure through his body. His hips strained against the strap holding him.His breath quickened as his cock furiously twitched in the air.
"Louise", barked mistress at the same time reaching up and violently twistinghis nipple,
Louise immediately raised her head.
Pain from his nipple shot through him, quelling the fire in his loins. Slowlyhis breath slowed but his body still shivered with expectation.
He looked down his nose to see Louise hovering above him on all fours. Herlegs straddling his hips., her breasts hanging down.
Mistress's voice started in again, her breath hot on his ear. "Louise doesn'tget to fuck much. Usually she licks my tits and my pussy and sometimes I lether come on my hand. She's a good pussy licking slave. She'll do anything Iwant. Won't you Louise?".
"Yes mistress ", gasped Louise the thought of crawling between her owner'slegs exciting her even more.
"She would even fuck you if I told her too. Would you like Louise to fuckyou. Would my two slaves like to put on a little show. Fuck for your mistress.Would my two slaves like to fuck? Louise's pussy is real tight. Since she'sa pussy licker it stays nice and tight. It doesn't get fucked. Would you liketo be my slave an fuck Louise's tight wet pussy. Hmmm would you?
His breath quickened. His desire was unbearable. He had only to give himselfto her and he would be released. He strained against his bonds yet again.
"Louise give him a little taste, but just a little".
Louise moved her hips back running her slit along his erect cock stoppingso that his cock was at the entrance to her cunt. As his breath quickened Louisemoved away.
"Aggghhh...", he moaned as Louise moved away from his cock.
"Like that did you? How would you like it if Louise cleaned your cock upwith her mouth after fucking you. She will suck anything I say. I own her.Just like I own you. She's good at sucking my strapon I bet she's good at suckingdick to. Maybe you'd like her to suck you instead of fucking you."
".n..n... no", he muttered beside himself with lust.
"Louise I think he wants to fuck. Give him another taste."
Louise backed up and this time moved the head of his dick into her pussy,then swiveled her hips around. Then quickly moved forward.
The warmth of her tight wet pussy around the head of cock made his wholebody shiver with lust.
"ahhhh please.....please", he begged. He craned his head to look down atLouse and saw her rear perched right in front of his cock. His hips strainedagainst the strap trying to force himself into her.
"Would my slaves like to fuck for their mistress? Or should I have Louisecome lick my pussy. Louise I don't think he wants to be mine. Come down now."
"No.....please ...mistress .... I ... I'll be yours. ", he gasped givinginto lust and giving himself to her.
She bent again to his ear.
" I think you just want to fuck Louise and feel that hot pussy on your dick.Do you really want to be my slave?".
"Yes!'.
"Will you fuck and suck whoever and whatever I say? Will you give yourselfto me for whatever pain or pleasure I desire?"
"Yes... mistress".
"What if I tell you, you'll never fuck Louise, you'll never fuck a womanagain. You'll be given to whoever I desire to be used as they desire?", shecontinued, now rising above him.
The last vestiges of pride had left him. Lust had overcome him. Crazed withlust he felt nothing but the desire to please his mistress.
He opened his eyes and looking up into the eyes of his mistress and said, " pleasecollar me mistress I'm yours".
With that his mistress reached down and closed the collar. Snapping it shutwith a loud clink. The cold of the metal now enveloping all of his neck.
"You're mine. I own you.", was all she said.
"Louise!".
Louise knew what was next. She rose up and rammed her steaming pussy downon his cock. She furiously ground her hips into his groin knowing she didn'thave long. Louise mouth parted and she moaned in pleasure., his thick cockfilling her.
His whole being came alive in ecstasy. His hips strained at the strap wantingto slam in to Louise but he was held immobile and was helpless as the lustwelled inside him . His muscles tightened as his loins readied to unleash hislong pent up seed. As a wave gathers to unleash it's fury on the shore hisbody sucked all it's energy into propelling himself into Louise and unleashinghis load inside her.
"Off!", shouted mistress.
Biting her lip and moaning in rapture Louise raised her hips off him. Gaspingfor breath she toppled to the floor too weak from ecstasy to raise herself.Her hand moved to her pussy such was her need, then realizing she hadn't beenbidden to please herself she put her hands behind her back and lay there gasping.
Louise got off him to late for him to stop but to early to give him anygratification. His whole body strained to propel his seed. His hips desperatelytrying to drive into something. His cock twitched and gyrated with nothingbut air to clasp it. His hands desperately wanted to wring the ecstasy fromhis cock but were kept at bay. His cum shot in the air and spattered on hischest and shoulders. He had spent himself but he was far from satisfied. Hewished now that he hadn't even cum. It merely left him aching to feel the pleasureof something wrapped around his cock as he came.
"Slave", mistress jeered down at him.
She then turned toward the door.
"Louise", came her last command.
Louise picked herself up off the floor and scampered after her, hands behindher back.
"Back to the pens, hands restrained", was the last thing he heard as thedoor closed with a soft thud.
He stared up at the ceiling wondering what he had done, as the cold metalof the collar settled in around his neck.
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