Kara’ Promises

Kara, when shown the robe she first wore with Singee, was ready to plead against that too. Much to her relief, he added that she could wear a skirt with the robe, which would at least cover her enough so that her parents would not be humiliated, yet she still knew in her heart what she was. This caused a strong feeling to wish to leave this place and to leave this world, as she could no longer hold her head up anywhere. Of course, she wasn’t suppose to any way and although Singee could tell from her eyes things she thought or felt, this she hid very well and didn’t let herself think about what she might to when free or if free for that matter.

As the days past, some how word got around, most likely by Corwin himself she thought, but any time she ran into a man, she was wanted by him. She was either sucking on ones cock while another would be fucking her pussy or her ass. As much as her mind told her how wrong this was, her body couldn’t deny the pleasure she was having in being used by these men.

At one point, she wasn’t sure how many men were there, touching her, forcing their cock in her mouth, pinching her breasts, fucking her pussy and her ass at the same time. Her mind struggling desperately to survive this while her body cried out for more, more of this dark pleasure that she had become use to. Her outfit, with her breasts showing drew much attention from men, making it that much easier for them to use her, tugging on her nipple rings causing her pain and pleasure at the same time. Swatting her ass while fucking her, made her as hot as she could be, and she moaned with all who approached her. The wickedness of all of it was like that of feeding her what she deeply craved.

It was the day before her parents arrival and she went to Singee, to help her prepare for the next day and to rest from the men that had so far continued to use her.
 
Edward James Corwin Master of Gery Friars Abbey enjoyed the nest three weeks of Kara's punishment as the men of the estate had free use of her gorgeous young body. He watched her humiliation form a series of hidden viewing areas and to ensure that his orders concerning her were carried out just as he had ordained. No ,ore then two were to enjoy the girl's sweet innocent charms at a time, her flawless skin was not to be permanently marked, and that she must be brought to the sinful pleasure that she so feared and yet craved, to scream her ecstasy so all would know she belonged to Grey Friars Abbey body and soul.

During her period of humiliating punishment the only kindness that the hapless young beauty could find was at the hands of Singee. This man who had claimed her virginity, so her Master could freely use her supple young body, always granted her the most excursive pleasure. It was he that had devised the attire she would wear for her par rents visit, that would provider her with some sense of modesty. Yet he demanded everything her young body could give him and more. yet he always told her, Miss Covington you please me.

Finnaly the day of Kara's parent's visit arrived. She presented herself to Singee as she was required to to each morning. After her took his pleasure from the girl's gorgeous young body he sent her to meet her Mother and father freshly fucked with his sensually seductive kiss burning on her moist ripe lips.
 
Kara has spent the last three weeks caught between hell and heaven, humiliated and mortified by Corwin’s humiliation punishment. Each time more men use her, gives her reason to hate him that much more. But eventually she realizes it is herself she hates, she hates her body for craving such sinful desires. That it responds to all men instead of just to one, like she had dreamed about such a long time ago.

As Singee readies her to greet her parents, fucking her to make sure she smells like the scent of sex, she is once again humiliated with having to meet her parents. She is also having a hard time with deciding whether to tell them to take her home or not.

She finally meets with them and although they hug and kiss her as they greet her, she realizes she feels nothing for them. The love once there has been washed away by her experience at the Grey Friars Abbey. She does however, feel humiliated upon meeting them, as if she is not good enough any longer to meet them or anyone else for that matter. She knows she once loved these two people, she misses that feeling, of love.

They visit for less than an hour before she tells them they need to go as she has work to do.

“But honey, we’ve come such a long way to see you,” her mother starts to say.

“I’m sorry, but you should have asked me first. I didn’t wish you to come and I don’t want you to come here ever again.” she says, this time tasting the bitterness in which she talked in her mouth. “You have put me here and you get the money, that is all I am to you. I want nothing to do with you any more, please leave.” she says, her eyes cold and distant as she pushes them away from her.

Her mother leaves in tears with her father consoling his wife. Kara does not give in, she wishes never to see them again. She had just realized that they had pretty much sold her to this lifestyle. Now she was going to have to figure out if she could live with it. The only thing she knew for sure is she no longer would have them in her life and never have to face them again.

She returns to Singee’s room explaining that they had left, but not what had conspired and asks what he wants her to do now and if her punishment is over. She is too afraid of speaking to Corwin any more because she is punished every time she opens her mouth with him.
 
Mr. Singee had watched Edward James Corwin’s slowly pick apart Kara Covington from the moment he had decided that he would make her over into the sensual creature that he desired she become. Singee had argued with the Master of Grey Friar’s Abbey cautioning to have patience, to seduce the girl rather than break her to his will. Corwin had then ordered that Singee take her virginity, to fuck the golden beauty just as her parents were do to arrive for their visit so that she would have to meet them smelling of sex and a man. Now as he watched her sobbing parents leaving Grey Friars Abbey the heart broken little beauty was left a drift without friends, home or family an adorable little waif desperately waiting for something, someone to cling to.

It was then that Kara came to his room to explain that her parents had left. Her stunning blue eyes shimmered with her tears and the sadness that wracked her still innocent young soul. Her angelic voice a sad little whisper as Kara asked what he wanted her to do now and if her punishment is over. Singee let the heartbroken little golden Maid see her own sadness mirrored in his own dark eyes as he held his arms open to her.

“”Come Miss Covington all that can wait for now.’

He held his arms open to the young beauty, his eyes silently inviting her into the security of his arms, offering her their strength, and offering the hapless little golden beauty a place to belong.
 
She had hated doing that to two people, especially her parents, that obviously loved her. But all that she had been thru since she had come to Grey Friars Abbey had confused and belittled her so much that the only loss she really felt was the loss to love or feel it. She was numb, unless she was in the depths of the passion filled dark desires. But that was not love either, so she cried for the her loss and the shame of it.

When she saw Singee usually could at least smile, but not today. And by the expression on his face, he obviously could tell how sad she was. He more than anyone probably even understood why she felt as she did, maybe more so than she did.

“”Come Miss Covington all that can wait for now.’

“I had to send them away for good…” was all she could finally say as she went to his open arms.

She didn’t sob, but the tears streamed down her face as he held her trembling body. Secure in his arms, she felt the warmth returning to her, she had felt so cold since she had sent her parents away. Finally, her tears stopped, yet her eyes were slightly swollen from having cried before she had even entered the room.

As she clung to Singee, she made herself another promise, reminding herself of the one she had made in the beginning. She was going to find happiness somewhere, even if it meant running away from this place of pleasure that held her so sinfully. She was going to feel love again, somehow, somewhere, but at least promising herself she would gave her hope of a future, somewhere, perhaps even here at the Greys Friar Abbey.
 
“I had to send them away for good…”

That soft angelic whisper, those few words were all that Kara could manage before she fell into Singee’s arms her silent tears staining her flawless cheeks as she silently cried her heart out in his arms.

Singee did not understand Edward James Corwin. This young innocent golden beauty was his for the taking. Had not she demonstrated time and again how eager she was to please him, to bend her proud fiery spirit to his. She could have been his body and soul for the cost of a tender look, a gentle caress, or a few simple words You Please me. yet as always Edward had proven himself a spoiled child who wanted his Toy Now.

Singee was not sure when he decided to take Miss Kara Covington as his own. Not sure whether it was that first day when he had taken her chaste virginity and saw how eagerly her vibrant, gorgeous, young body had responded to him. Nor was he sure that just the forbidden act of a dark brown Asian defiling a proud little Lilly white English girl was not the first attraction. Yet as her tears soaked into his shirt he knew he would make her his and take her on a dark voyage of discovery. Yes it would take time to awaken the darker passions he had seen in the depths of her clear blue eyes.

So Singee lead the little golden maid on her first step to become his, He gave her what she needed at that moment, he simply held her waited until she was ready and when her stunning tear shimmering dark blue eyes lifted to his in a silent plea as his lips slowly descended to just a breath away from hers.

“You please me Miss Covington!”

His lips brushed the young golden beauty’s as he spoke. Then he claimed her mouth with a soft tender kiss. Where that kiss would lead, what it would become was Kara’s choice for the moment. Yet in the end it would lead to her kneeling before him and whispering Master as she offered herself to him to do with her anything that pleased him.

“You please me very much Miss Covington.”

Kara Covington’s journey into sin and her fall from Grace truly began with those simple words
 
She had stopped crying and looked up into his eyes, they pleaded with him for something to make her feel better, to take away this pain inside her heart and lift her spirits up somehow as she knew not the answer to what that was. His eyes seemed to answer back without saying much at all. She could feel his warm breath against her face as he spoke.

“You please me Miss Covington!”

Three simple words she needed to hear and then his soft kiss which deepened slowly arousing her senses once again. She wondered if she knew how much those words meant to her and how much he meant to her. He always seemed to know what to say, to do or not to do, just as he opened his arms to let her cry.

“You please me very much Miss Covington.”

Again his words calmed her and lifted her spirits. He made her feel wanted, unlike Corwin had done. She felt like a person that was worth caring about, the sensual way he talked to her, telling her she pleased him. She lay her head against his shoulder and whispered, her warm breath against his neck.

“Thank you, Sir, for everything…my wish is to please you…”

She finally said, opening he heart once again, only this time to Singee, who had been there for her since the very beginning.
 
“Thank you, Sir, for everything…my wish is to please you…”

Singee was pleased as the young golden beauty raised her stunning tear shimmering blue eyes adoringly to him. In their clear innocent depth he saw her open her fragile little heart to him. That adoring gaze told him his little vixen had taken the first step in becoming his, his to use as he pleased.

Over the next few weeks Singee gave his little vixen all that she needed. He watched her grow stronger as she basked in the pleasure he took from her. The tender caress of his hand, the softly spoken words of praise and pleasure. The stolen kiss as he pinned her to the wall in a back passage to savor the sweetness of her mouth in a stolen kiss, her bared breasts pressed against to coarse material of his clothing, her pierced nipples aching with that touch as his hand slipped beneath the skirts of the uniform Corwin insisted that she ware, to pleasure her as he toyed with her clit ring and to keep Kara’s arousal blazing within her gorgeous young body. When his little vixen would complain of the Master’s demands, Corwin’s harsh demands that she obey, as he berated her for her failures. Singee reminded her so gently of the rules of Grey Friars Abbey and though Corwin was the master of the house, that he Singee, was the Master of her body. Singee new sooner or later that Corwin would send Kara to the Abbey’s dungeon again. And then he would take sweet little Miss Covington on her next step on her dark journey.
 
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In the past few weeks, Kara learned to depend on Singee, especially when she came crying from Corwin’s room and his abusive behavior. Singee actually showed concern for her, even though he reminded her of the rules of the Abbey. She still had a hard time biting her tongue with Corwin, yet she continued doing it, knowing she would come back to Singee and he would make her feel good again.

The pleasures he gave her were overwhelming; he had taken her to new heights almost each time he took his pleasure with her. She hadn’t thought it possible to forget that this was a sinful thing, but here she was, weeks later and only felt sinful when she was with Corwin. His words and actions always seem to make her feel bad, she was sure that was what his intentions were. Why he was like that, she couldn’t figure out, other than he was just a mean bully at heart.

Then came the day that Corwin said he was going to put her on a leash, walk her around the estate, like he would any pet, and she would be naked doing it.

Her blood pressure rose as he explained what he was going to do. It was as if he was baiting her, trying to rile her up. Surely, she thought, he really wasn’t going to do that. What type of monster was he, to treat a person such a way, she thought. Two days passed and she figured he had just been teasing her to get a reaction from him. But on the third day, when she went to his room, he held the collar and leash in his hand and she was to undress.

“Never will I do that, you have no right to treat me or anyone else like that. You don’t own me and I refuse to be treated like that. How would you like it if someone did that to you? Think about it and the humiliation it would bring. Send me home, kill me, do whatever, but you’re going to have to strip me yourself and drag me around without any help from me. I’m not your pet!” She yelled at him, her fists clenched, her face red from anger and her body shook she was so mad.
 
Edward James Corwin smiled as the little golden Maid brought him his breakfast. He was looking forward to the look on that pretty little face as he told her what he would next require of her. He leisurely ate his morning repassé as he told the young beauty that he was going to put her on a leash, walk her around the estate, like he would any pet, and she would be naked doing it.

“Never will I do that, you have no right to treat me or anyone else like that. You don’t own me and I refuse to be treated like that. How would you like it if someone did that to you? Think about it and the humiliation it would bring. Send me home, kill me, do whatever, but you’re going to have to strip me yourself and drag me around without any help from me. I’m not your pet!”

Oh how he loved when Kara lost her temper and blurted out her defiance to his will. He loved how she now stood her little fists clenched at her side, fire blazing in her stunning dark blue eyes, and the way her naked breast were trust up and out as her anger flared.

“Oh make no mistake Miss Covington I do own you, own you body and soul.”

It was not a threat there was nothing in the Master’s voice or attitude that suggested it but more frighteningly was that he said it as if it was a matter of fact that they both new in their heart of hearts.

“If you do not do as I order willingly Miss Covington then I shall have you whipped and when I do take you on our little walk I will let any man who wants uses you as he desires while I watch.”

Corwin paused to draw a breath. His tone his body posture everything about the man told Kara he would do to her everything he said. He had left her but two choices. Obey and suffer the humiliation, or rebel and suffer a worst fate. It was clear he would have his way no matter what choice she made.
 
“Oh make no mistake Miss Covington I do own you, own you body and soul.”

“Only in your own mind do you own my body and soul, but in truth you know very well I’m here because I didn’t leave with my parents, and no one can own my soul, ever. Maybe I just let you think that…” she had calmed down some, yet she spoke very deliberate and still with anger, her fists still clench.

“If you do not do as I order willingly Miss Covington then I shall have you whipped and when I do take you on our little walk I will let any man who wants uses you as he desires while I watch.”

“More threats, well you must have been sleeping when I found out how much I liked fucking and still do, the more the better. As for your watching, that makes it all the more turn on. But as far as this walk, it’s not happening, you can do whatever you want to me, but if you try to walk me, you’re going to have to pull me around, because I WILL NOT walk like some DAMN pet of yours. Do with me as you please, I don’t care.”

Now Kara was shaking terribly, her anger back threefold, and all she could see when she looked at him was a black heart that needed to be crushed. If she would have had a weapon, he would have been dead by now, her eyes showed this as he looked at him with pure hatred.
 
“Only in your own mind do you own my body and soul, but in truth you know very well I’m here because I didn’t leave with my parents, and no one can own my soul, ever. Maybe I just let you think that…”

The words were out of her mouth before Kara could think better of it. That fiery spirit that Singee so loved and could with patience bend to his will Edward James Corwin was too self- centered to long endure.

“More threats, well you must have been sleeping when I found out how much I liked fucking and still do, the more the better. As for your watching, that makes it all the more turn on. But as far as this walk, it’s not happening, you can do whatever you want to me, but if you try to walk me, you’re going to have to pull me around, because I WILL NOT walk like some DAMN pet of yours. Do with me as you please, I don’t care.”

Corwin’s hand flashed out and caught Kara’s cheek. The force of the blow knocked the golden young beauty to the floor, sprawled at her Master’s feet, his crimson hand print emblazoned of her flawless ivory cheek.


“You Miss COVINGTON are anything I desire you to be Miss.”

Though Corwin was impatient and self-center, caring for no one’s pleasure but his own. he was a master of manipulation and devilishly observant.

“Perhaps I shall chain you in the stables like a head strong filly Miss Covington until you truly learn your place here.”

He took a deep breath as he circled the prostrate young beauty.

“ I think you can use some trim with the lads in the sable block and away form the Abbey , Mrs. O’Neal, and Mr. Singee.”

As he finished Corwin once more held out the collar and leash to Kara.
 
“You Miss COVINGTON are anything I desire you to be Miss.”

“That’s your illusion not mine and I have tried since you started with me to please you. Yet never did I hear anything positive or that I pleased you, all you want is someone you can toy with whatever strange thing you can think of. Like a child with a new toy, you want to play till you break me, but that’s not going to happen.” She said this very calmly, staring straight into his eyes. Her voice was deep, yet spoke the truth whether he believed it or not. Her face hurt, but she did nothing to show that it hurt or practically knocked her to the ground.

“Perhaps I shall chain you in the stables like a head strong filly Miss Covington until you truly learn your place here.”

“Let me reevaluate what I just said about you. You’re not only a child with a new toy, but one who is throwing a nasty temper tantrum when he doesn’t get his way. If anyone needs punishing it’s you, especially taking your frustrations out on female by hitting her. Were you never taught any manners, apparently not or you wouldn’t act this way.” Her tone never changed as she boldly defied him and belittled his awfully big ego.

“ I think you can use some trim with the lads in the sable block and away form the Abbey , Mrs. O’Neal, and Mr. Singee.”

“Do what you must,” she said calmly, still looking directly into his eyes. “As I said, I’d rather be punished or die before I’m going to take that walk with you. And when you have to drag me around, all will see that this is not of my choice. I can only imagine how everyone will look at you when they can’t see you handle your own property, as you keep calling me.”
 
“Do what you must,”

Kara calmly replied, still looking directly into his eyes.

“As I said, I’d rather be punished or die before I’m going to take that walk with you. And when you have to drag me around, all will see that this is not of my choice. I can only imagine how everyone will look at you when they can’t see you handle your own property, as you keep calling me.”


“As you wish Miss Covington, perhaps some time in the breeding stables treated as if you were that headstrong filly you seem to be so bound to be will teach you the humility that befits your position in life now, Slave.”

He gave a deceptive yawn of practiced disinterest as he pulled the bell cord that would summon those that would force Kara to his will. Yet it was not Mrs. O’Neil or Mr. Singee that answered the summons but Eagar the Stable Master that came.

“I have a new little filly for you to train Eagar. A quite beautiful little Filly that seems shy when it comes to answering her commands and breeding. Take her in hand.”

Yes Mr. Corwin.”

Eagar doffed his cap the Master of Grey Friars Abbey before turning to the young bare breasted beauty.

Come Girl

The simple command spoken gently but quite firmly. The Master of the stables stood there with his riding crop tucked under his arms. If needed.
 
She cringed at the word Slave; she wasn’t such according to her, unless her parents had flat out sold her and she doubted that or they wouldn’t have come visiting. She wasn’t slave to anyone, so she thought, yet she was treated that way at every turn. Why was that she thought to herself. How could she have let this happen to herself.

Kara watched as Corwin faked a disinterested yawn, one she had come to know that hid his real anger, the only feeling she thought he was capable of. She saw him pull on the cord and didn’t know who to expect.

When the man came in, dressed in riding garb with a riding crop in hand, she swallowed hard. She looked him over, noticing he looked at her bare breasts before anything else. She looked back at Corwin, a cold bold stare with her deep blue eyes and her chin held high, as if she had won this round. Even though she knew whatever was coming probably would be worse than what she should have done for Corwin.

She didn’t care though, she would take her punishment, whatever it entailed, either that or cause herself more punishment if she refused to bow down to the master of the stables.

Come Girl

Without hesitating, she walked up behind the man and stood waiting for her next order from him. Her back now to Corwin, her thoughts now on what cruel punishment he had in store for her now.
 
Though Kara had just vehemently denied that she was a slave, the habit of obeying had been well ingrained the gorgeous young golden beauty. Not so much by the Master of Grey Friars Abbey’s cold unflinching demands that she do so, but rather by the slow sensual seduction of the Abbey’s Major Domo Mr. Singee for to disobey would reflect poorly on him and that gentle but demanding light of approval that he graced Kara with each time she obeyed him might dim and fade away.

Eagar, the Stable Master of Grey Friars had looked forward to this day ever sense she had to endure her punishment just be for the ill fated visit of her parents. He had waited for the proud little Miss to enrage the Master, waited for the gorgeous young beauty to be delivered into his hands not just for a quick roll in the hay but for a prolonged period of time to have her at his beck and call. So Miss Kara Covington passed from the main house to the stable block form maid and concubine to a very new life. Kara was led not to a room but instead to a stall with fresh moan hay.

“You will be kind enough to strip out of those clothes Miss Covington. Head strong little fillies do not wear clothes.”

Eagar saw the fiery spirit of this gorgeous golden beauty flare in her stunningly expressive dark blue eyes as they flashed with a brilliant sapphire blaze of pious, self-righteous indignation.

“ Or shall I have the lads do it for you.?”

There was a hard dark seductive dominance to the stable Master that was more akin to Mr. Singee than Edward James Corwin. Once more sweet little Kara stood at a cross roads.
 
This was not the first time that Kara had slept in a stable, she had fallen asleep several times at home, reading a book, combing one of the mares they had. It was the first time she would have to do it naked, which her biggest problem was that it would make her itch.

“You will be kind enough to strip out of those clothes Miss Covington. Head strong little fillies do not wear clothes.”

Head strong, yeah right, she thought to herself, it was Corwin who was head strong, along with spoiled and cruel and had a black heart if he had one at all. She really didn’t care much that she had to shed her clothes, she was getting very use to being naked around men, between her humiliation punishment, Corwin and then there was Singee. Now there would be Eager, whom she looked at with her dark blue eyes, stubbornly looking into his, showing no emotion at all.

“ Or shall I have the lads do it for you.?”

“That’s not necessary, I can do it myself,” she spoke without anger, humility, not being a smart ass, just a plain answer to a plain question, she thought to herself.

With that she quickly stripped off her dress and the skirts underneath them and held them out to Eager. She didn’t know what else to do with them. She now was beginning to realize just how cold Corwin had made her, for she wasn’t even embarrassed for her nudity in front of the man. She felt cold, inside, almost as if already dead, she didn’t even wonder what would happen to her next. Whether he knew it or not, most of her spirit had already been broken, she was only on survive mode and she had little of that left.
 
“That’s not necessary, I can do it myself,”

There was a certain resignation in the stunning young golden maid’s voice. How many times sense she had arrived at Grey Friars Abbey had it been that she had bared herself to the men of the estate? How many times that her pious upbringing made her cringe at the thoughts of being used by them form the exalted cold Master to the lowliest of the servant class. Now she had been cast out of the manor house cast from the cruel Master’s bed for the moment. Cast from the critical accusing gaze of Mrs. O’Neil. Cast from the comforting embrace and the understanding gaze of Mr. Singee. Gone was her bed by Singee’s side to be replaced by a stall her bed fresh moan hay.

Eagar the Stable Master took Kara’s neatly folded clothes from her. He left her alone in the stall naked as the day she was born to anticipate her fate. It was not long before her returned with a silken quite so she could make her bed to insure her flawless skin was not chaffed or marred by the stall’s bedding hay. Eagar also returned to Kara her white thigh his stockings apparently the only garments that she would be allowed. Kara was then left alone with her thoughts and to get what rest she could.

Earl the next morning Eagar woke Kara, her breakfast water and cereal.

“Now my pretty little filly it is time for your grooming. “

Miss Kara Covington was led into the main alley way of the stable block and placed on a table, kneeling on her hands and knees. Eagar loosened her hair and began to brush it out.

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Kara looked around the stall she was in, now being treated as if she were a horse in training. She sighed deeply, things could always be worse, she thought to herself. She had no idea what would happen to her in here, or if she would ever go back to the Manor house or not. But it made no difference to her, as she was only going to be treated like a slave, one bought and paid for by Corwin, apparently. How here parents could have done that to her, she didn’t know, but she did know, someday she was going to be on her own, or dead. She would keep the promise to herself.

When Eager brought the silk quilt back to her she thanked him and made a bed from it, where she sat for quite awhile. She was lost in thoughts of all the things she had gone thru since this very day. She thought of all the pains she wanted to cause Corwin and even Singee. But thinking all that just depressed her, she needed to keep her thoughts focused on the moment or the future. She did her best to wipe those to names from her mind for now in order to get through what she was going to have to do here.

“Now my pretty little filly it is time for your grooming. “

She couldn’t believe where he led her and how he made her get on the table on her hands and knees, just as if she was some damn filly, she thought to herself. Although she kept her temper in check and got up on the table, on her hands and knees. When Eager started brushing her long black hair, covering her eyes, she actually liked it. She could forget the humiliation she was feeling by the way he brushed her hair. Several times she got shivers right down to her spine. Having someone play with or brush her hair had always made her feel good, and usually aroused her. She tried to push those feelings away, although it was hard to do as he kept brushing her hair.
 
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