Life of a Slave Girl

"No, Master," she sighed. "What are you going to do?"

"Next I am going to fuck you in the ass." With a grunt, Master braced his hands on either side of Kitana and pulled out of her pussy. He glanced down as cum dribbled out of her ruthlessly fucked sex to stain the satin sheets. The sudden sensation of emptiness made Kitana gasp, yearning for more cock. More drops of cum slid off of his cock, creating tiny wet splotches on the bed. He didn't seem to care. Kitana didn't either, because it was Master's manhood that retained her full attention. Miraculously, Master's cock was already re-forming into something impressively rigid.

The naked girl shivered, but from dread or pleasure? Kitana realized it was both. Her rational, prim and proper self now urged her that this was wrong...but the rest of her, the liberated part of herself, didn't care. As he turned her over, her shapely ass spread before him, he retrieved a vial of lubricant and poured it over his cock. Then he poured more of it along her puckered hole. Lining up his cock, he placed the bulbous head of his penis at her anal opening and prepared to fuck his slave's tightest hole.

"Are you ready, slave? What do you say?"

With a groan of resignation hiding the undercurrent of arousal surging through her loins, her nipples hardened with lust, Kitana said the thing she knew Master needed to hear.

"Yes Master, please fuck my ass!"

~********~

The slender girl groaned as she felt just his cock-head nudge inside her anal crevice. Master Daren stroked the skin of her lower back, pausing for a moment to let her acclimate. Kitana bit her lip. She hung her head. She looked down at the hardened nipples of her aching tits and felt a strange jolt of anticipation. Then he slowly thrust forward until there was that sensation of fullness. Her anal muscles surrendered to the invasion. She gasped, her hands clenching up on the sheets as his cock began to move inside her bottom more deeply. Suddenly his cock began flying forward again and again, spearing into her anus like a hurled javelin.

"Oh god. OHHH!" she groaned plaintively. She couldn't believe he was fucking her ass so roughly now. Usually he was gentler than this...

"What do you say, bitch?" He slapped her left ass cheek hard with the palm of his hand, making her yelp.

"Please fuck my ass harder, Sir." She knew what to say. This had not been the sexy girl's first punishment, nor would it be her last. Master slipped his hands to her hips, pulling her back to meet his fucks, her anal opening impaled on his shaft. The loud smacks of their bodies brutally joining, her tits swaying to his every fuck, her grunts and groans joining his muscular plunges, those were the only sounds that now filled the basement Dungeon.

"Oh god!! You're tearing my ass. Please be gentle!" she crooned.

She felt him moving inside her faster and faster, pounding away at her ass. His testicles hit against her ass cheeks as he fucked her butt with the force only a determined male could muster. The sense of her ass bursting was almost too much at first...but it gradually receded. Now pleasure mingled, especially when Master reached underneath her torso. His fingers found her clit and began to stroke her pussy even as he took her ass as violently as he could.

"Oh god. Yes, Master. Please touch my pussy. Please....uhhh!" she moaned.

Sensing her building arousal, he inserted two fingers into her cunt, fucking her with them even as his cock slammed into her ass with another powerful jolt.

A few minutes more of this and she was on the edge, ready to step off into free-fall. Her cunt fluids were dripping down Master's stabbing fingers. A squelchy-wet sound erupted with each new thrust of Master's fingers impaling her slickening pussy. Meanwhile the fullness of Master's cock created surprisingly delicious sensations that ran riot inside her anus, the sensations leaking into other parts of her body in ways she couldn't quite articulate.

Then it happened. Master rammed his slab of meat deep inside her, the girl's shapely ass cheeks framing his spearing shaft as he groaned in preparation for release.

"Ahh!! Take it in your ass, bitch! UGH!" So much cum began to fountain from the tip of Master's cock as he held her ass snug against his pelvis. His fingers were still rubbing furiously at her clit too.

"Oh fuck! Master may I please CUM this time? Oh please have mercy on your worthless slave cunt. Please!" Kitana cooed.

"Go ahead and cum, you little WHORE!" Master growled back, his cock still pumping more cum into her bottom even as he shuddered behind her. The cute girl squealed now as the climax took her completely, fueled in large part by the sticky warmth filling up her bowels, spurt after spurt of Master's cum emptied into her tight ass.

"YES! Oh god yes! Master, thank you, this slave is grateful. Oh fuck! OHHHHH!!!" She ground her buttocks back against the cock which was still pumping her anus full of jism, her nipples almost painfully hard, as she felt her cunt convulsing. Her fluids spattered on the sheets as she clenched her fists with a white-knuckled intensity. Then she felt him fall on top of her, pushing her face-down on the bed. The big-breasted girl rode out the rest of her orgasm, panting as if she'd run up two mountains. Her cunt kept twitching as if yearning for a cock to squeeze. At long last, with a sigh, Master pulled out. He just knelt behind her now, admiring the girl's gaping, sore anal hole leaking dribbles of cum that slid down her ass crack into her pussy.

"You look sexy like that, bitch. Now...was that punishment enough? Do you deserve a little mercy?"

Still breathless, Kitana half-moaned, "Please, Master, no more. Please can we rest now?"

With a thoughtful, mischief-tinged expression, Master shook his head. "Not quite. You can rest right here, bitch. I'll be back later." So saying, he un-cuffed her wrists just long enough to re-cuff both her hands to the headboard as she lay naked, face-down on the bed. Then he left her there - for how long she couldn't quite say. Maybe an hour?

Exhausted from her Master's punishments, the beautiful girl finally fell asleep.

Later, she awoke with a sensation...no, many sensations. Something was pounding hard into her pussy from behind. Something which felt like silken-steel, hard yet soft. She looked back to see Master fucking her from behind.

"Ahh! Did you enjoy your nap, slut? I've come back for Round 2."

"Ohhh Master, you feel so good inside me," Kitana moaned. With jerky movements, she gripped the headboard with her cuffed hands and lifted her ass to give Master a better angle to penetrate her. As her breasts swayed with the force of his pulverizing fucks, her cunt gripped him greedily and began creaming up on his ramming shaft.

"Oh god. Fuck me, Sir. Fuck my pussy. This pussy belongs to you!" she moaned, the squelchy-wet sounds of suction indicating just how eagerly her cunt was clamping up around his penis. Then, from nowhere, there came a loud and sudden noise.

The damned doorbell.

Master stilled inside of his slave girl. The squeeze of her cunt around his shaft was exquisite to the point of unbearable.

"Who the hell is that?" he growled.

"Oh god! Master, this slave is very sorry. She forgot that her parents were coming by for dinner."

So it was that the mundane world collided with the forbidden pleasures of dominant and submissive slave. Daren Kowalski sighed, glaring at his young wife.

"Are you serious? Damn it."

He pulled out of Kitana's cunt and swiftly got dressed.

"What are you going to do?" she asked. "Aren't you going to take off these cuffs?"

With a dark glint in his eyes, Daren shook his head. "Not in a million years. I'm going to get rid of your parents first. I'll think of some excuse or other. I'll tell them you must have forgotten about making plans, and that you left for a night out with your girlfriends. Then your 'Master' will be returning to fuck your brains out. Got it, bitch?"

With a smile and a twinge of lust lancing through her snatch, Kitana replied with the only thing she could.

"Yes, Sir."

~********~

A SHORT TIME LATER...

A couple strode hand-in-hand down the front walk back towards their car, a decrepit beige station wagon parked at the curb right in front of Daren Kowalski's house. The Lebanese woman had her hair tied up in a neat bun, her complexion noticeably darker than her husband's. Aaron had a meticulously trimmed salt-and-pepper beard which complemented his serious gray eyes.

"Aleyna, I don't like it. This isn't like our daughter at all..." He made a sound of disgust. "How could she simply forget about us and go out with her friends?"

The car's locks chirped as Aleyna unlocked the doors and slid in behind the wheel. Kitana's mother threw Kitana's father a reproving look.

"Really, Aaron, do you always have to be so dramatic? Our daughter is young and wild. She is only 19, for heaven's sake."

As the middle-aged woman pulled onto the street and turned left at the intersection, Kitana's father grumbled.

"I'm telling you, we should never have let her marry so young! To meet a man at 18, as a freshman in college, and then marry him six months later. It's insanity!"

He folded his arms across his chest. His big nose flushed red, like it always did when he was displeased. Aleyna patted his arm.

"You worry too much, love. Daren is good for our Kitana. She's a wild spirit who needs a man who can tame her and keep her grounded. Daren is paying for her education, Aaron. Have you forgotten that he's already planning to help her get an advanced degree too? Besides, when I see how she looks at him, and Daren at her...Can you doubt that the two adore each other? Can you?" she challenged, giving her husband a stern look.

Aaron ran a hand through his hair with a grumpy huff.

"That may be, honey, but I can't help feeling there's something not quite right about that boy."

"He's 25, Aaron. He's a grown-ass man," the wife corrected.

"All the more reason to be concerned," Aaron said with exasperation. "The age difference. She's practically a child compared to him."

The wife made a loud 'Pfff' at that comment. "Six years, Aaron. Really, listen to yourself. When he is 30 and she is 24, who will care about such a miniscule gap? Get a hold of yourself. You're conjuring up a tempest in a teapot, as they say. And anyway, why bring all this up now? Why rehash all your concerns from last year? And don't tell me it's our daughter's thoughtless mistake tonight that brought all this swirling into focus. I don't buy it."

The middle-aged man threw his hands up in a gesture of helpless frustration.

"I don't know. Call it a gut feeling. Sometimes I feel like that boy is lying to us...maybe not about big things, but about little things...important things. As if he is living some secret life we don't know about."

Aleyna Jordan glanced at her husband with a look of exasperation which only a wife can manage.

"Now you're just being paranoid. Aaron Archibald Jordan, you will stop being the stereotypical in-law and give that young man the benefit of the doubt. That is an order."

When Aaron looked away, grumbling under his breath and staring out the window, Aleyna couldn't resist adding her pointed recap, both crisp and clear.

"Daren is a very nice young man."

~********~

The door to the Dungeon opened and Kitana, breathless with excitement, heard footsteps coming down the stairway. Daren, no...'Master'...was stripping out of his clothes with a dark look in his eyes.

"Are you ready for more punishment, bitch?"

More punishment? Kitana shivered.

"Master, what have I done now?"

"Not telling your Master about unwanted visitors. That calls for punishment," he growled. Now that he had stripped down, Daren's throbbing cock stood at full salute, its veins pulsing with need. She had never seen a cock harder than that. It was long and stiff and ready to fuck her. Her eyes were glued to his organ as she looked over her shoulder.

"Let's get you flipped over first." He undid her cuffs, briefly freeing her hands from the headboard. Then he forced her on the bed spread-eagled, cuffing her wrists once more. Taking two lengths of rope, he tied her ankles wide apart, making the girl part her thighs so that her sex was fully exposed, the tantalizing pink opening and pouting cunt lips bare to his gaze. That gaze was smoldering now as he gently traced her labia with his fingers, teasing her clit with the occasional stroke.

His gaze roved over her beautiful naked body, her lush breasts, long legs, and exquisite face. The beauty's expressive brown eyes looked at him with an anticipation that only a good slave girl could manage. He retrieved a candle, lit it, and moved back towards the bed.

"Master, please don't," she whispered.

"Repeat after me," Master growled. "'I have been a bad little whore.'"

As the teenage girl watched Master poise the candle over her nakedness, she whispered, "I have been a bad little whore."

Master frowned. "Not convincing enough, bitch." He poured some of the hot wax on her left breast. She screamed in surprise as the wax congealed on the inner curve of her supple cone. Next he repeated the gesture on the girl's right side, the glob of wax landing right on her nipple.

"AAAAYYY!!! Please, no more Master!"

Now Master put the candle aside, making sure it wouldn't tip over. Then he retrieved a leather belt. He wrapped it around her neck, yanking her head forward. In his other hand, he held the riding crop again. She knew what was about to happen, and she was helpless to stop it. The crop slammed with a resounding SMACK against her cunt lips, and at the same time he yanked on the belt, choking her.

"UGHKKK!! Please, Master!" she sputtered. The feeling of being choked, her cunt lashed with the crop, triggered delicious rivers of pain that set off contradictory pulses of pleasure throughout her young body. She didn't know how or why this turned her on, made her libido soar, but it did. The girl's breasts trembled with each slap of the crop's tip against her helpless pussy as the lashing intensified. Her torso and legs squirmed uselessly under the assault. Spread-eagled and helpless, cuffed and tied, her bronzed, satin-smooth skin was like a canvas her Master owned and could write on as he wished. Kitana's hands clenched as she made sputtering groans and half-formed cries, the belt squeezing around her neck like a dog collar pulled too tight.

"From now on you will warn me if you make dinner plans, little slave bitch. Do you understand?"

"Ugghk!! Y-yes Master. This slave understands!" Kitana moaned, her legs trembling with each swat of the crop against her unprotected snatch.

The punishment went on for maybe 15, 20 minutes before Master finally relented.

He put the crop down now, admiring the sore redness of her pink pussy. He slid his fingers along the raw, sore lips, loving the way his girl now shivered at the slightest touch.

"Please...no more," she whimpered. Her lust was at a breaking point. She could only think of one thing - 'When is he going to fuck my brains out? I need his cock inside me!'

With a dark and devilish grin, Master rubbed her clit. She moaned at the soreness, but also the pleasure, the exquisite, maddening pleasure as her joy nub felt the devoted attentions of her owner. She moved her hips a little to meet his touch, which was about all she could do in her tied-up, spread-eagled position. Gradually, Master saw her glistening fluids start to run down his fingers. He slipped a finger inside her, tracing the velvety-softness of her inner walls.

"You're getting wet, you little SLUT. Do you like having your pussy beaten?"

"Yes, Master," she panted.

"Do you like being punished, little cunt? Do YOU?"

She nodded, licking her lips. Master's finger moved deeper inside her pussy. "Yes Master."

"Should I punish you with my cock now? Hmm?"

She nodded.

"Beg for it, bitch. BEG for me to FUCK you," he shouted. Master suddenly withdrew his hand from her sex. He cupped her breasts, squeezing them as she groaned. Then he slapped her in the face twice, three times, not hard enough to leave a mark, just enough to startle and stun.

"What are you waiting for, bitch!?"

"Please fuck me!" Kitana wailed. "Please put your cock inside me. I'm your slut. I'm your whore. Please fuck your whore," she pleaded. Kneeling between her long, shapely legs, Master Daren put the bulbous head of his cock at her sore opening. His head slowly nestled between her labia, and he suddenly threw his hips forward with one violent thrust, his throbbing shaft impaling her to the hilt in one motion. Kitana's entire body lit up as if fireworks had been set off under her skin and inside every nerve ending.

"Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me so hard! I love you, Master. AHHH!!" she cooed, her nipples hard as thumb tacks with arousal as Master plowed into her again and again, the mattress shaking with his ruthless fucks. The gorgeous girl's wrists rattled in their cuffs as the bed shook and the fucking intensified. All any observer from across the room could have seen now was Kitana's shapely legs splayed wide, her Master's testicles jostling back and forth as his entire stiff rod vanished inside her slickening snatch...as he fucked her with the savagery only a dominant male could summon up via primal DNA.

He fucked her without mercy, with lust driving every breath, every twitch of muscle. He looked down at her, this beautiful girl who was his slave, his wife, his cherished property. He looked at her voluptuous, gorgeous tits marred with the white globs of candle wax, shaking violently with the force of his fucks. Now he leaned towards her.

"Open your mouth, bitch." She opened, and he spit between her lips. She closed her mouth, swallowing his saliva, just as her cunt would soon swallow up his seed. He began slapping her again, startling smacks across her face that kept her from getting too comfortable as the hard fucking sailed towards a climax. Finally his hand pressed tightly around her throat, and he could feel her cunt's spasms milking his testicles towards a savage finish. The cum inside his jostling sac surged upward, blasting through his cock and spewing in long, deep gushes into his wife's warm pussy.

Kitana groaned as Master's hand squeezed her delicate neck so hard it left red finger-marks. She made choking sounds and took in wheezes of air as her eyelids fluttered, her orgasm lengthening, her cunt greedily hugging the cock which impaled her body like the ultimate knife. And then there were just the last groans of Master as he loomed over her. The last few thick ropes of seed burst through her cunt, creating a sticky, viscous mess of her insides. He leaned over her, his lips brushing with surprising tenderness across hers.

"Uhhhh..." was all she could groan, her body exhausted from the rough treatment. Exhausted but ever so sated. Contentment settled over her like an invisible blanket. Master Daren felt his semi-hard cock still enclosed inside the girl's pussy. With a sigh, he pulled out. Kitana felt his excess seed seeping out of her thoroughly fucked opening. She sighed as Master laid on top of her like a heavy shroud, his tongue exploring her mouth as she kissed him back.

"Mmm. I love you, Kitana. I love you so much. Thank you for being mine," he whispered sincerely. "Thank you for accepting the darkest parts of me."

Kissing him back, eyes shimmering, the girl whispered what was in her heart.

"I wouldn't have it any other way, Master. I love being a submissive to a man with raw power and caring and a strong will, who is willing to guide me and add meaning to my life. There are so many things I love about you, Master, but above all, I love your soul - the strength of it, the iron in it, and yes, even the darkest bits of it. Especially those."