Caught! (Closed for Sean)

She shook her head but didn't do anything but cry as he tacked her nipples to the floor. Pain was overwhelming her body and she couldn't do anything to get relief as the Husky continued to fuck her and she squeezed him repeatedly, unable to help herself. Tears fell from her eyes and mascara ran. She wanted to beg him to stop, but she didn't dare.
 
Husky finally came and Mr. Steele sent him away. (Thank you.) "Now that you know your place we'll start training you more." He made her crawl down to his car and he stuffed her in the trunk. He left her like that all day until he drove home and then then pulled her out of the trunk and dragged her into the bathroom handcuffing her to to the toilet. "Can you guess what will happen next?"
 
Levi mewled and shook her head, backing up far as she could from him, fear in her eyes.

"Please don't, Mr. Steele, please don't make me swallow it," she begged, but opened her mouth for it.
 
"Good girl." He said before pushing her head down to the toilet. He scrubbed the toilet with her face slapping her every time she put her tongue back in her mouth.

"You did well girl." For a first day girl you've done very well."
 
She tried to hide behind the toilet, afraid of him.

"Please let me go, please," she begged. "I promise I won't look at any more porno, no matter how stirring."
 
He kicked her hard in the gut. "No, you won't because you're gonna start making porno. Tell me about your sister again and how badly you want to eat her pussy."
 
"I don't want to eat her pussy," she growled, thinking he was a sex maniac and evil bastard. "Her name is Rita, and she's out of the country right now." She curled up, looking for an escape uselessly.
 
Mr Steele kicked her thigh, then her stomach then finally her face. "Call her. Tell her to come visit you and maybe I'll let you go."
 
She broke down crying again and couldn't reply. Pain overwhelmed her and she really wanted to remove the clips from her pussy, but she didn't dare. She really didn't want any more pain and if she asked him to remove them, then she was almost guarenteed more pain. Finally she nodded.
 
"Good girl." He removed the clips one by one and then pulled her back to his office. "Good girl. You are a very good girl." He put her in his bed room and smiled. "Get some rest."
 
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Levi crawled into a corner and curled up, went to sleep, hating him and dreaming of revenge.
 
In the morning he woke her with a kick to the thigh. "Who's a good doggie?" He put a collar on her and a leash and dragged her down stairs. he made breakfast and put it in a dog dish putting it down for her. "You lick my feet first."
 
She growled at him and licked his feet quickly before starting to eat. She wasn't a dog, but she wasn't about to say so as that would just give her more pain. She rubbed her ribs, wincing in pain. No way was she about to do anything to make him give her more pain.

"I swear, you've broken or bruised my ribs, Steele. Was it really necessary?' She couldn't believe she just said that and curled up in a ball, protecting her ribs, before he could kick her again. She remembered what he'd said about her being good on the first day, and she wondered how she could possibly have been worse without killing herself or ending up in the hospital. Maybe he expected her to, or to somehow succeed in getting away. But how? Must she jump out a window and break a few bones to escape successfully?

The office was on the 15th floor and she knew that it was highly likely that she'd die if she jumped from that floor.

"Boss, don't you need me to go out and convince Mr. Kristalla to get whatever product it is that this company sells?" In no way was she prepared for his answer.
 
He watched her for a moment shaking his head. "No, I do not need you to do that today. What I do need is for you to stop your whining for a few minutes while I figure out what to do with you.

He didn't want to hurt her too badly, the point was to inspire fear and obedience but he couldn't have her broken. That didn't do anybody any good. "Today you can catch on your sleep, at exactly noon I expect you to be giving me the kind of blow job that makes me think you worship me or you won't get fed."
 
Amy whimpered, shook her head in protest, then lowered it in resignation. She couldn't run right then, not in the shape she was in, and there was no point in trying.

"Yes Master," she said softly as she backed away on her knees and went fast to his room. She shuddered, hating how easily he'd controlled her with a few kicks.
 
Steele watched her go, he'd have to be careful to give her adequate time to heal while still not showing her much in the way of mercy. Fortunately he had his ways of doing just that. If she didn't do as he told her he'd start with water tortures and move on from there as needed.

He got on the phone making a few calls to get her ready for her porn debut. He was thinking something soft for her first one, there would be plenty of time later to step her up.
 
Amy woke up after noon had passed and sat up, feeling very groggy. Standing up slowly, she stumbled into the bathroom and washed her face. Waking up fully, she left the bathroom and the bedroom. She was sore all over, but it was a dull pain now, not stabbing, and easily ignored. In the living room, she caught sight of the time, 12:30, and whimpered in fear.

"Master? Where are you?"
 
Steel was already out on the porch enjoying a warm martini. glance down at his watch, it was actually only 11:45, he'd set all the clocks forward and on the weekend would completely remove them. Soon she would have to learn that her schedulle no longer had had anything to do with where the sun was in the sky or a silly hand on a clock but where his cock felt like being.

"Out here." He called, he was already nude and simply enjoying the sun. Nobody else from the office had the key to this floor so it was just the two of them. He wasn't quite sure what he was planning on doing with her just yet, so far she was responding well and it might be time to give her an appropriate reward if she performed.
 
Amy went out to see him and saw him nude already. She really didn't want to touch him at all, and soon as she registered that he was serious about her blowing him, she hurried back inside and ran into the kitchen. There, she went into the fridge and grabbed a piece of cheese to eat as she took out all the pans and such from a cabinet and hid inside it, curled up.
 
Amy shook her head, hiding in the cabinet, hating him greatly. No way was she gonna move from her place in the kitchen to be ridiculed, humiliated, used, abused, and embarrassed by him.
 
Steele reached in grabbing her ankle and dragging her out. "Do you want me to beat you within an inch of your life?"
 
Amy shook with fear and kicked at him. "No, Master! Please don't! Don't make me do this! I hate touching you!" She tried her best to get him to release her, but failed.
 
He kicked her in the gut then dropped her. "You live for one reason, and that's to please my cock understand?"
 
She growled, holding her gut, and stood up.

"I doubt you could actually make me do that," she hissed and ran back inside. Going to the front door, she flipped the locks and tried to leave.
 
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