The Road is Long

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn had thought he would be pleased with her selection, and she was taken aback at his blunt "No". Dutifully she followed behind him, dragging her heels a little as she realised that he was heading for the whore-house. She was relieved when he told her she could remain outside, and wait for him, and then the thought hit her that perhaps she wasn't adequately serving his needs. Did he need to go to the whores for satisfaction???

Tears of failure were filling her eyes, when he reappeared.
“These are yours now,” She was so grateful that she immediately took the still warm panties from him. “Put them on and then we’ll pick up our last supplies." Surely he didn't intend for her to put on these panties, whores panties, at the side of the street.? Anyone would see her!! She bit her lip, and daren't ask him, especially following on the heels of disappointing him so much earlier, so eyes darting around, she quicly stepped into the panties, and pulled them up her legs, her long skirts covering most of her from public view,although anyone looking her way, would know what she was doing!

"While I’m doing that I’ll have you tell the shopkeeper, in detail, exactly what you did yesterday.”

Bronwyn's blood ran cold at the thought, as her face heated! A sudden vision of the men that she had allowed to fuck her pussy, her bartering for oil, and Irving's ploughing of her virgin ass filled her head, and she knew that if she told the shopkeeper that, he would think her a total whore!! She wanted to argue, to plead for mercy, but he was already half way across the street. She trailed him, and went to the counter.

The man behind looked up, and smiled at her, and she took a deep breath, and whispered to him: "My master wished me to tell you about my day yesterday.." she began, and the shopkeeper looked totally bored. She continued ..."....I came downstairs in the tavern yesterday, in just my corset, and in the cupboard by the bar, I fucked a number of men, for money, one after the other. Then I did the same with the Ostler, his son, the bar keeper, and then later my masters er...." she faltered "my master sodomized me!"

She knew she had the shopkeeper's full attention now, and she flushed deeply, her eyes darting around hoping others hadn't heard.

 

[Frags]

While Bronwyn was at the counter, Irving moved around the store, gathering enough food for a few days. Bringing it to the counter he heard the last of Bronwyn’s words as he glanced toward the shopkeeper. Irving was able to catch the man distracted to hide a few things in his bag before he noticed, so entranced he was with Bronwyn’s tale of debauchery.

When Irving was through and Bronwyn had ended, he turned toward her saying, “You skipped over the best parts. About how you cleaned yourself up in that storage room, what you were screaming in bed last night...” Naturally he was going to let her explain away what he brought up while he secured the bag to his back. It shouldn’t take long to get to the next place he had to be but precautions had to be taken.

There was something that caught his ear. When she used the word master. He took some satisfaction in that but he by no means owned her; he considered it more of a continued accepted act of coercion. Not that he was going to correct her. If she was going to continue to use the term, he thought, maybe he might one day grow accustomed to it.

Irving stepped outside, leaving her inside to tell the shopkeeper the things he proposed. He’d wait for her, this one time for without her he’d be without a woman to have when the road became cold .

 

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“You skipped over the best parts. About how you cleaned yourself up in that storage room, what you were screaming in bed last night...”

Bronwyn flushed an even deeper colour crimson. She had thought she could not possibly be any more humiliated, but she had been wrong.

Her eyes darted around the store, noting where every one was, and rushing along with the story before anyone would come near the counter.

"After all the men came in me and on me, my..... pussy" she struggled with the word " was oozing cum, and having nothing with which to clean myself up, I scooped it up with my fingers, and licked them clean." She was a barely audible whisper now, her shame complete.

"And last night, while the men all fucked me, I begged for more, I cried out in pleasure as I came over and over, and while my master took my ass, I asked him to fuck me harder, to make me scream, and when he had finished, I licked his dirty cock clean of ....... everything!" She hung her head, unable to look at the man behind the counter, she turned and followed Irving outside the store, and stood behind him, her face a deep crimson, shame radiating off of her, as she imagined what the clerk must think of her, and the knowledge that she was wearing a whore's still-warm panties, which she had put on in the street. Would there be no end to the depths to which she would plunge.

She began to silently pray, confessing her many, many sins, and praying both for forgiveness, and also that Irving would not grow disillusioned and discard her.

 

[Frags]

Now that they were outside Irving turned to Bronwyn, hearing her come up from behind him. Looking her up and down his eyes bathed over her body as a few thoughts trekked unfiltered through his mind. There were a few things he wanted to ask, and one thing he really wanted. “You’ve told him everything?” he asked, expecting a positive answer.

Then after a few moments he dared to declare, “And you’re a woman looking for a master. Or do you believe you’ve already found him? If you believe you have, there are a few things that are going to change. Because I just may be able to use someone like you long term.” Then, with a quick look around he spoke right after, not allowing her to answer, “Follow me.”

Turning back around he began walking around the side of the building, toward the rear where there weren’t roads or so many people leering at the new whore in town. Once back there he paused, setting the bag on his back onto the ground. “One more thing... are you still itching to get fucked before we start on our journey? It may be your last opportunity for a day or so.” Irving was more interested in her answer than actually screwing her outside, behind the store. It was a fun game... for him.

 

[sallythescorpian]

“You’ve told him everything?” Irving's question forced her to look up, her face still crimson with humiliation. "Yes, Sire, I told him everything!" she bowed her head once more, sure that all eyes were on her, judging her, recognising her for a whore.

"I just may be able to use someone like you long term.” Bronwyn latched onto those words. That was what she needed, and she was determined to do all in her power to prove her worth to him, to be whoever he needed, and to meet his every need. "Yes Sire, I thought you were my master. You are the one I want, that is.... if you want me......... if I haven't made you think ill of me with my sluttish behaviour! But give me a chance, please! I am a good girl! I was raised up good - you'll see!! I dont know why my body likes all things sinful, but I will try to be stronger, to resist, Sire!!"

She wondered where he was bringing her, perhaps a shortcut? she wondered as she followed him around the side of the store, and to the rear of it. Then he spoke:

“One more thing... are you still itching to get fucked before we start on our journey? It may be your last opportunity for a day or so." Her jaw fell open. What was the right answer? Did Irving need to fuck her now? if so, she must comply, but was it a test, to check her morality, and she had proved herself so poor heretofore?? His words, bluntly spoken, had enflamed her, and she suspected that her nipples were visable peeking through her dress.

She was in turmoil, unsure if one answer or the other would please, finally she whispered "I am still itching to ...... get fucked.... if it pleases you Sire!" She bit her lip, quivering with excitement, which she was trying to suppress. She rubbed her thighs together, her pussy having soaked her panties as she had detailed all her immorality to the shopkeeper. She would not have asked him, but if he was offering, it would certainly take care of her need in the short term. She looked around, and wondered if he had coin for another room at the inn.

 

[Frags]

Irving stood calm as he listened to what she had to say. He even grinned a little when she told him when she admitted she told the shopkeeper everything. But what startled him was that she thought he was her master this entire time. If he would’ve known that he would’ve altered a few things but what was done was done. Irving would be able to build up her trust over time, punishing her when she needed it and rewarding her when she deserved it. Now that she’d taken on the title of something other than his whore, a few things had to change. But he wasn’t going to address them now. For the moment there were more pressing matters such as getting Bronwyn fucked.

“Alright,” Irving spoke when she suggested ‘if it pleased him’, “Remove your clothes back here. There shouldn’t be anyone walking around back here anyway. When you’re completely naked put your hands on the wall and stick your ass out.” Irving dropped the bag he was carrying at his feet, letting it hit the ground without a thought. If she was just his whore he would’ve played with her all throughout the day teasing her, toying with her but now that she admitted he was her master, he had to reward her for doing as he said.

“And for future reference, you can drop the sire. I’m not a nobleman nor do I belong in any of those castles. Instead you can call me your master since that’s what I am now. And its fitting,” Irving folded his arms, his eyes resting on the girl. He was waiting for her to stip down and get into position before he’d move. After all, she was worth seeing naked a second, third, fourth and many more times over. He wasn’t going to miss it when he could catch her in all bare glory.

 

[sallythescorpian]

“Remove your clothes back here. There shouldn’t be anyone walking around back here anyway. When you’re completely naked put your hands on the wall and stick your ass out.”

Was this a test of her moral fortitude, she wondered. Her eyes searched his face, seeking a clue. Surely he didn't want her to strip naked, outside and in town, albeit at the rear of a shop?????? Earlier he had chastised her for her slutty behaviour, but now he was asking this of her? She was confused, but her ascertained from him that he sought her compliance.

Looking around, and finding the cost to be clear, she quickly stripped off her dress, and turned her back to him, so that he could unlace her corset, she bent from the waist and removed the whore's panites, which, following her discussion with the shopkeeper, were soaked with her juices. She began to unlace her high topped boots, and removed them, one by one, followed by her stockings and garters.

The corset laced were loosened and she shimmied out of it, and glanced quickly from Irving, to the area around them, surveying, fearing someone might see her.

Quickly she bent and braced herself against the wall, and waited. "I am ready Si.....Master!" she whispered.

 

[Frags]

Irving stood still as he watched her ditch her clothing, piece by piece. When she needed aid he was more than happy to oblige considering what was coming next. He was surprised that she didn’t offer a protest but he felt she was growing used to the humiliations and publicity. Perhaps he ought to tone it down in the future so these events would feel more embarrassing to her. Or, he could just as well ramp them up, making her more of a spectacle.

When she positioned herself against the wall he moved toward her, slipping a hand between her legs. Gently he played with her while he leaned forward, whispering in her ear, “I can’t hear you when you whisper.” It was a game. Of course he heard her but he wasn’t going to let her off so easily. At once he pressed his fingers inside her but it was a brief moment, no more than a few seconds before they retreated.

“More than a whisper,” he reminded her as he fixed his fingers near the waist of his pants. He wasn’t going to strip down like her but he was going to give her what he promised. Freeing his cock he returned to her, pressing it gently against her pussy as he waited for her to follow his command.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Louder, this time Bronwyn cried "I am ready Master!! Please, will you give me what I crave? What I need, please Master, fuck me, and make me cum hard!! Please!!!"

She pressed her ass back, her needy pussy trying desperately to find him, and impale herself on him. At one point she was successful, and her cunt clenched him hard, but an instant later, it was taken from her again.

She was bright red, it was broad daylight, and she could hear people and carts passing in the street out front, and she was here, naked and beggin him to fuck her like a cheap whore, in the street.

 

[Frags]

The girl was treading in dangerous waters but he forgave her trying to reach back for him. Although that would have to be something to correct. There was a fine line she needed to be walking and she was going to learn it quick. He’d make her learn to walk the tightrope without a net.

After she spoke he looked her back up and down, staring at the small separation between them. Then he took a step toward her, positioning himself perfectly. Slowly he entered her, giving her what she wanted, what he had teased her with when they were in the inn. Planning to starve her of sex for the next few days he slammed his cock suddenly, and hard, inside her until he could go no deeper. He held himself there for a moment before he began to withdraw his cock, slamming it inside her with the same strength as before.

As he continued this aggressive pace he slipped his hands around her, cupping her breasts. He felt their warmth and his desire grow as he fucked his little whore. And now with the confirmation that she was his, he was going to make her his. At least until the end of the road where he’d make his ultimate decision.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn cried out as he finally entered her. He had thrust in with such force that she cried out loud, needing all of her strength to brace herself off the wall, to prevent herself from crashing into it. His sudden intrusion in to her tight little pussy, made her stretch suddenly, and it would have been extremely painful, had she not been as wet as she was.

He pounded her hard, fast, and with seemingly little regard, but she didn't care, she just needed the fix that he would give her. She was quickly becoming addicted to his cock and his cum. She was going to cum, as aroused as she was from the events of the morning, she had known it would take little, and already she was on the brink.

Not fully understanding why she felt the need, but feel it she did, she began to beg "Master, may I cum? Please may I cum?" She managed to hold it, awaiting his answer.

 

[Frags]

Her cries meant nothing to him as he held her tightly, thrusting in and out of her as though she were nothing but a late night whore. Bronwyn was one, in his eyes, and he was willing to treat her like one. It’d take some time but now that there was an admittance of their new status, he’d mold her into the woman he wanted her to be. If that took longer than the end of his mission his choice would be easy. There were plenty of refugees coming down from the north, surely there’d be another girl just like her.

Irving slid his hands down her body until they held her waist, tight. Still he could hear the commotion on the other side of the building; carts, conversation and people welcoming the morning in a completely different way than Irving and Bronwyn were. When she spoke he was surprised to hear her make the request but she was improving her status in his eyes. But what startled him more was that she was willing to cum already. She must’ve been wound up tight ever since that stunt in the room.

While fucking her he spoke in a short sentence, “Not yet.” Since she asked, Irving was going to force her to wait. Although now that she had asked, he was going to expect it every time lest he have to remind her.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn trembled. Trying hard to stave off that which she so badly needed, she tried to remember that she was in the public street, albeit at the rear of a shop. Unfortunately, that thought did not help her stave off anything, but rather the taboo factor, the obscenity of fucking just off the main thoroughfare, made her arousal peak higher.

She wracked her brain, desperate to think of something, anything that would help, but every thought she had, seemed to make her hotter. From the teasing, and horrible humiliation she had suffered in thier room this morning, to the tale she had recited to the shop keeper, it all fed into her arousal. Irving was treating her like a whore, and even that seemed to make her pussy clench hard.

"Oh, please Master!! I beg you! Please, please let me cum!! I need it so badly, and I dont think I can wait!!"

Even as the words left her mouth, her body spasmed, and her knees shook, and seemed to give way under her, and she screamed as she came so hard.

 

[Frags]

Irving kept his pace high and fast, uncaring about whether she was crying out in pain or pleasure. Neither mattered and she was going to receive both anyway. Now that she’d dedicated herself to him he was willing to use and abuse her while maintaining her loyalties and giving her the protection and rewards she’d deserve.

When she begged again to allow her to cum he again flatly refused with a heavy, “No.” It was his intention to make her wait, to hold off until he’d had his fill of her. Bronwyn would learn to be first in nothing. She’d always come second in most everything. And while he pumped away at her he heard her cry out that familiar cry, feeling her body react just a little as she came. He’d had her enough, had heard her moans and groans enough to know what she’d done. For now he’d let it slide but he’d make her pay afterward.

Silence loomed over his head aside from the sound of his thrusts and the forceful grunts coming from his throat as he continued to fuck his girl. His aggression built, angry over what she’d done and he took it out on her pussy. There’d be more punishment to come but he wasn’t quite willing to part with his pleasure before he’d administer her real consequence.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn had panted and tried her very best to hold off her orgasm, but to no avail. When she came hard, still trying to hold it off, or at the least, to subdue it. She wanted her Master to give her permission, but he denied her and she couldnt hold off.

She knew that he must have felt her cum, but he said nothing, and she didn't know if he was angry with her or not. She desperately wanted to find out. It would be so hard to take his dissappointment in her, particularly so hot on the heels of dissappointing him earlier with her slutty behaviour.

She thought that Irving must thing she had no control over her bodily urges!! he fucked her so hard, pumping so fast, that she worried that she might possibly cum again, if he didn't hurry up to finish himself.

 

[Frags]

Pumping in and out of her with such speed and strength made his desire rise. It didn’t take him long after her before he plunged his cock into her, sending streams of cum to coat her walls. Momentarily holding himself there he slowly pulled out, letting his dick soften in front of him.

Irving’s eyes rose to see her body and he told her, “Turn around and clean me off with your mouth. Then go and find a stick I’d be able to use to swat your ass for breaking my command. Until you learn to follow, discipline will become a strong fixture in your life. But when you do follow, you’ll be given rewards. It’s a simple thing.”

Behind Irving was a small woods she’d be able to get lost in. There probably weren’t any people back there considering the main road was just on the other side of the building. Not that he would’ve permitted her to dress if it were different. With slight satisfaction he looked down either side of the building, still no one seemed to be around. But he wondered if anyone had heard anything.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn felt his cum, his hot jets hitting her womb with force. She was relieved, that she had managed to hold off coming again. She turned to face him, full of trepidation. She had disobeyed him,and she knew that there would be consequences.

“Turn around and clean me off with your mouth. Then go and find a stick I’d be able to use to swat your ass for breaking my command."

She went to her knees, and licked his cock until she was sure it was cleaned of all residue. Now that she faced him, she became even more conscious of her own nakedness.

She looked at the wood. Surely she wasnt to walk there naked?? Someone might see her, but looking into Iriving's eyes, she knew that was exactly what he intended.

She gulped and began toward the nearby woods, trying to shield her most private parts with her hands, eyes darting around, hoping to God that no one saw her.

As she moved away from the shelter of the building, she broke into a run, reaching the edge of the wood in just over a minute. She rushed to the nearest trees, but they were too high for her to reach, and any twigs that had fallen on the ground was too short for what Irving wanted. She needed to select something suitable, or she might get sent back again.

Moving around she found a good sized switch, maybe two feet long, straight, and about the width of her index finger.

Grasping it, and looking hurriedly around, her eyes met those of a man hunting, a poacher by the looks of things. He looked her over with a lascivious stare, and she darted back to Irving, with the poacher calling after her to come back and see what he had for her!!

She ran across the clearing, tits bouncing wildly, and she reached Irving, and presented him with the stick he sought. Her heart was beating hard from her near miss, as well as from exertion from the run,

 

[Frags]

While Bronwyn disappeared to retrieve the switch he pulled his pants up again so he’d be fully clothed again by the time she returned. He cared little if there were someone in the woods or if she’d been spotted by someone. That was a part of the punishment and the risks she took when she decided to become his slave. Now she was going to have to reap the benefits and pain from what she requested.

When she returned he took the switch from her, using his thumb to test its strength. It seemed like an excellent length and width for swatting. Later he’d cut off the little bumps and ridges but it’d serve its purpose for now.

Briefly lowering the stick he stepped off to the side as he ordered her, “Put your hands against the wall again, put out your ass and spread your legs apart. I didn’t expect you to be able to control yourself right away but in time, you’ll learn. You’ll learn or this will become a regular occurrence. But if it becomes habit, you might have to find someone else.”

After his last words he raised the switch, waiting for her to get into position before he’d do anything. Looking overhead he decided there was still plenty of time to get to the next place but he wasn’t going to let her in on his secret. He’d leave her guessing. It wasn’t information she had to know anyway.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn braced her arms on the wall opposite her, and thrust her ass out, as per Irving's order. She felt so exposed, so vulnurable, and his fully clothed state just emphasised her own nakedness.

She waited for the first blows to land, and wondered how long this would last. She desperately wanted to dress herself, terrified that someone would happen along, and see her in her disgrace.

The first cut of the switch landed on her ass, welting her, and making her cry out in pain.

 

[Frags]

Irving swatted her twice more on the ass before moving onto her thighs. Each one received two lashes before he bent down, reaching for his back. Hooking the switch through a set of hooks he returned his attention to the girl. “Go ahead and put your clothes on and then we’ll get moving.”

It wasn’t lost on him that he still hadn’t learned her name, nor she his, but that made the situation all that more erotic. He’d invaded every hole she had and she didn’t even know his name. Silently he wondered how she felt about the anonymity. Feeling as though he allowed her enough time he began walking around the corner of the building and down the road.

Without a look back his eyes remained ahead. He wondered if he didn’t want to spend a night out here with her, to see how well she’d hold up. If she was going to be a problem sleeping outside of a room and bed, he wanted to know as soon as possible so he’d be able to drop her off at the next place.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn rubbed her sore ass and thighs, feeling the welts on them which were hot and stinging. She must try harder to please her Master, she thought.

She began to dress, and then realsised a problem. He had walked around the corner already, and she was unable to fasten her corset by herself. she had to leave it off, don her dress, feeling really naked under it, and hurried on after him, her corset in her hand.

"Master!" she looked around, they were in the street now, "Master, could you put my corset in your bag, I couldnt fasten it by myself, so I had to leave it off!" she glanced around hoping that no one noticed her with her underwear in her hand, running behind her master.

 

[Frags]

When he heard Bronwyn coming up behind him he half-turned, looking at her. Yes, he’d forgotten about her corset but he wasn’t concerned. It wasn’t an important thing to him right now. Once she was close enough he looked between her corset and her as he spoke, “No. You can carry it unless you want to throw it off to the side but I’m not going to replace it.”

At that he returned to walking on one side of the road, not caring whether she’d toss it or keep it. The only thought that entered his head was how red her face would be by the time they reached their destination. She seemed awfully bashful at times and other, willing to whore herself out no matter the cost. It was a fun scene for him to watch.

“Make sure you can keep up,” he called from over his shoulder. “We’re not going to be stopping too often and I’m not going to turn around to retrieve you.”

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn's red face got even redder when he refused to put her coset in the bag. As slutty a one as it was, it was still infinitely better than nothing and Bronwyn was loathe to part with it.

Respectable women always wore one, to help preven the tits from spilling out, and to enhance their waists.

She rolled it up as best she could, the boning making it long and narrow, but as it was red and black trimmed, it was clearly an under garment, and a slutty one at that.

She held it straight against her leg, and tried her best to conceal it in the folds of her skirts. She hoped no one would notice, but her red face itself was attracting curious glances from on lookers.

 

[Frags]

The day passed with a number of breaks between the posts. Deciding that he wanted to see how well she handled the outdoors before they were too far gone, he decided to turn to her as the sun was nearly set, “We’ll sleep out here for the night.”

Loosening his bag from his shoulders he carried it in a hand as he led her a number of yards off the road in case of late-night riders. Tossing the bag onto the ground near a tree he sat beside it, his back against the trunk. As he pulled out a few dried foods for himself he spoke up to her, “You can have for dinner what you had for breakfast. And while we’re here, you can put your corset in the pack if you want. You have between now and the morning.”

Irving stretched a little as he bit off a piece of bread, chewing it thoroughly before swallowing. After being in bed for so many days it was tiring walking just that short distance. Another day and he would’ve had trouble getting this far.

 

[sallythescorpian]

Bronwyn's feet and legs ached like mad, and she was relieved when they finally stopped. The must have covered twenty miles, though it felt like more.

She had been hoping for some dinner. His words were dissappointing, and she was reluctant to sleep outdoors, she just felt so........ vulnurable, but she had done it before, and at least this time, she would have Irving for protection.

She sorted out their things, and set about lighting a little fire for some warmth, although they would need to put it out before too long, as it would highlight their position to others, and make them vulnurable to attack.

She wondered how and when she would be getting her dinner, and now that everything was set up, and he had finished eating, she assumed it would be soon.