Vanilla No More

[Calyxxx]

Phyn turned her eyes upwards, resting on her master's chest, and nodded her head.

"Yes, Master, this one is ready."

 

[ezwriter]

Phyn turned her eyes upwards, resting on her master's chest, and nodded her head.

"Yes, Master, this one is ready."

"Very good," Jess replied. "Then your training will begin. You will now assume the position 'kneel up.' You'll bring knees and ankles together and your back will be straight so that your thighs and torso fall in a straight line perpendicular to the ground."

Jess watched as the new girl attempted this posture, pulling on her nipple chain to bring her back fully straight. He rose from his booth and stood over as she held herself steady for him. The pose - awkward for her now - was one she would soon become all too familiar with.

" When I command 'wrists to shoulder blades' you will cross your wrists right over left and draw them as high up your back as they will go. Show me wrists to shoulder blades, slave," he instructed.

Phyn obeyed, crossing her arms high up on her back as she had earlier. He reattached the chain from her collar to the clasps on her wrists. With her back held straight and her arms folded tightly behind her, she became aware of how prominent her breasts thrust out.

"That's right, show everyone the pretty tits I've captured," Jess said, as if reading her mind.

When I lead you in the kneeling up position, you will progress forward as quickly and gracefully as you can. You will not make your Master wait for you, and you will not lose your balance and humiliate your Master. Do you understand, cunt?"

"Yes Master," Phyn answered, feeling the tug of the leash on her collar as her Master began to cross the dark crowded club. There were other slaves on leads, she'd noticed. Some even being led. But she hadn't seen any others led on their knees.

Her mind was flooded with a thousand thoughts, and she fought to keep her Master's instructions foremost among them. Keep up, keep upright, follow. The floor was rough and dirty and scraped her knees raw after only a few halting, shuffling movements. She felt the chain go taut on her neck.

Jess grabbed her hair and pulled his face close to hers, hissing: "Keep up, bitch, or I'll find someone who can."

He moved on again and she fought against the pain in her knees to perservere. As they moved, she elicited many stares from the other patrons - both sub and dom, but noticed that as Jess forward, the crowd seemed to part around him - as if out of respect. She wondered if she had been taken by a particularly powerful Dom.

Mindful it was her first day - her first few hours really - Jess took it easy on this new one, not hurrying the pace or taking her up stairs as he might put an experienced sub to the test.

When they reached the other side of the club, they came to a door bearing a plaque reading RACK ROOM - MEMBERS ONLY. A large, dangerous looking bouncer stood by the door, but nodded cordially to Jess as he approached with Phyn on his lead, standing aside and opening the door for him.

The Rack Room was a smaller and quieter enclosure, where about a half-dozen Doms had their subs on a variety of ornate bondage apparatus. Some were suspended, another on an actual stretching rack, one in stocks, chained to the wall and so on - all either being flogged and/or violated in some way.

Jess stopped Phyn inside the door and surveyed the room, before leading her to a solid steel pole embedded in the floor and extending up to the ceiling. He pulled her hard up against the four inch diameter pipe, until the cold steel pressed her belly and against her face.

Still clutching the lead, the Master unhitched one of the alligator clips of the nipple clamps. Her tender teats now bruised violet were marked deeply by the teeth of the clip. Slipping the chain around the pole, he reattached it again, so his slave's tits were now chained to the pole.

Then he drew her up with the lead, up off her knees, she struggled to rise without pulling the nipple chain taut, sliding her way up the pole. But he stopped her before she rose to full height and ordered her to step back away from the pole, which was hard to do and keep her balance - but he smacked her ass sharply when she hesitated.

Shuffling back on the toes of the fuck-me shoes she'd calculatingly worn to the club that night, she managed to move her legs back some from the pole. Then he ordered her to "spread" and roughly kicked at her ankles to move them apart. At this point, the new fuck-slave leaned precariously against a steel pole, her hands cuffed behind her back, barely keeping herself balanced on her tip toes, and in this position, her naked ass was bared delightfully and her dripping pussy was open and vulnerable.

"Welcome to Day 1 of your training, you little fucking cunt," Jess snarled and brought a stiff, flat riding crop down sharply on her sweet firm ass cheek.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phynn tried her best to perform the positions correctly for her master, and almost cried out in frustration when she struggled to keep up with him as he led her across the room.

The rack room was like nothing she had ever seen and it both frightened and aroused her. Once she was strapped around the cold metal pole, which sent small shivers up her spine when her flesh touched it, she rested her cheek against it, panting from the exertion of maintaining her position.

The riding crop came down swiftly on her ass and she inhaled sharply, and squeezed her eyes shut, balling her tightly bound fists.

 

[ezwriter]

Jess paused as she absorbed the first blow - her body recoiling, her mind processing the pain and her helplessness against it.

"Tell your Master why you deserve another strapping on your ass, little one."

 

[Calyxxx]

He spoke and immediately Phyn began to panic. Sweat began to form on her forehead from the exertion of staying standing. She panted heavily and licked her lips to bring moisture to her drying mouth. She wracked her brain looking for an answer that would please.

"Uh..this slave deserves another because Master so wishes it and because it will teach her the consequences of misbehaviour and aid in her training, Master."

 

[ezwriter]

"Bullshit!" He taps her head with the crop. "Did you read that somewhere, Missy? One of your fantasy books to get yourself off...finger your clit till you came. This isn't make-believe, sweetheart. Your Master needs to show you how serious a situation you're in."

And he proceeded to. One, two, three, four, five, six swift sharp blows with the crop on her buttocks and flanks. Each time, the air sung with the whistling approach of the leather strap and the sharp retort as it landed on her flesh.

"Now, why do you deserve more lashes from your Master?"

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn cried out at his harsh words, biting her lip as the crop came down over her ass again. Struggling to maintain her balance, her breath came raggedly, and a tear fell from her cheek. Panting, her answer came softly.

"Master is testing this slave to see whether she is truly worthy of his time, or just looking to satisfy some hidden fantasy."

She squeezed her eyes closed tightly, hoping that this answer pleased him.

 

[ezwriter]

"While I crack my riding crop over her sweet little ass another ten times, this little one should contemplate the meaning of the word 'headstrong,' " Jess hissed in her ear.

And he raised the leather wrapped rod once more and brought it whistling down on her ass and flanks and onto the smooth, sensitive flesh inside her thighs. And he watched her twitch and dig in with the toes of her shoes to maintain her balance.

And he watch the streaks of crimson and violet rise as welts on her tortured rear.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn tried to stifle it, but as the crop came down again, the yelp that rushed up her throat evolved into a small scream. It was as if the blow had opened the floodgates, and suddenly she found herself crying, tears streaming unchecked down her face. Her legs shook from the beating and the strain of maintaining balance, her arms ached to be freed, and her arched back screamed with her breasts as they were scraped along the metal of the pipe she was chained to.

She mentally kicked herself and tried to reign in her emotions. Her desire to please her new master was strong, and she wanted to endure what he inflicted, whether he intended to push her towards her breaking point or not. She attempted to slow her ragged breathing and rested her forehead against the cold metal.

 

[ezwriter]

When the rain of blows stopped, he stepped up close behind her once more... brushed the soft leather tongue of the crop over her hot, stinging flesh. He watched her shoulders shudder as she sobbed.

"Why do you deserve more punishment, slave?" he asked her, leaning in close and now reaching his free hands between her parted legs, pressing his palm against her exposed and open pussy.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyns stomach was in knots, and her heart sank when he asked the question again. Her skin jumped at his touch.

"Please..." she whispered between gulps of air. "this slave cannot find an answer to please Master...." She sobbed helplessly. "is Master upset with this one?" She leaned pitifully against the pipe, and ground her teeth in preparation for the blows she was sure would follow.

 

[ezwriter]

"Your problem, little one, is you're used to finding answers in your head. You've already told your Master that this has proven unsatisfactory. That's what brought you here to me. Are you here for my sympathy?"

The fingers of his palm began to move against her sex, tracing the folds of her labia, stroking the hood of her clit. He felt her response to his hand, a jerk away at first from the sudden motion and then after a breath, a decision to relax into his touch... to allow him to explore her.

 

[Calyxxx]

"No, Master, this one is not looking for sympathy." She spoke between sobs and felt her self calming as he touched the hot area between her legs. She closed her eyes and her breath fluttered from her lips, flesh trembling beneath his hands. A soft sigh escaped her throat.

 

[ezwriter]

"Look around you. Do you belong in here with the other slaves who are so well pleasing their Masters and accepting their instruction? Or shall I release you now so you can go back to your 'life' and your 'dating'?"

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn shook her head violently. The last thing she wanted was to go back to her normal life. A large hole that had been felt for most of her existance was beginning to feel smaller this night. The missing piece of herself seemed to lie with this man.

"No, Master. This slave cannot go back..." Her words trailed off and her eyes brimmed with tears.

 

[ezwriter]

"No, Master. This slave cannot go back..." Her words trailed off and her eyes brimmed with tears.

"No you can't," he agreed, inserting his two longest fingers inside her because he could. "Your mouth told me as much when you sucked me. You will learn to turn that need into words, slave."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn gasped as the warm firmness of his fingers slid into her. Her back arched further, and her high heeled feet slipped further apart as she attempted to allow him better access to her.


Eyes still shut tight, she gasped again, the suprise of how such small touches and movements could elict such strong responses from her flesh shocked her. She inhaled a broken breath and breathed a single word.

"M..Master..."

 

[ezwriter]

"M..Master..."

The word was uttered with a new urgency, animated with a desire he hadn't heard before.

Jess kept his fingers deep up inside her, while with the other hand, unhitched the chain binding her wrists behind her back and unclipped the clamps from her nipples.

"All fours," her Master commanded and he helped her slide to her knees with a hand on her shoulder. He grabbed the lead still clipped to her collar and directed her, hand still inside her, across the floor on her hands and knees until he reached the stocks. He slid his slick cunt-coated fingers from her and helped her place her head inside the neck hole and rested her wrists in the arm holes before bringing down the hinged top, locking her head and arms in place while she kneeled on the floor. Then he once more spread her feet apart to lock into the leg restraints behind.

He left her there while he crossed the room to speak with another black-leather clad dom who was training two slaves. After some time, the other man nodded and handed Jess the lead to a pretty, young redhead with close cropped hair and small breasts.

Jess brought her back to where Phyn was restrained and moved her into place so that her shaved pussy was pressed to Phyn's mouth.

"Make this one cum with your mouth for me, slave," Jess instructed, "while you take my cock up your asshole." His hand brushed her back as he moved behind her, stepping between her spread knees and lowering his pants. He gathered the ample moisture that dripped from her vagina and smeared it on her crack, his finger coaxing her anus open.

"Eat her," he barked, as she hesitated. And now he pressed his swollen round knob to her small, puckered entrance, slipping slowly into her impossibly tight opening

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn sighed with relief when her hands and breasts were freed. She complied quickly with her master's wishes and crawled across the floor, her leash in his hands. The stocks were more uncomfortable than she would have imagined, but a few deep breaths kept her from panicking.

When the redheaded slave was brought to her, she gasped silently. She had never sexually experienced another woman, and the thought of doing so frightened her. However, the order from her master was absolute, and she slid a tentative tongue from her lips to graze the edge of the swollen pussy lips in front of her.

The urgent pressure building from her behind as her new master began to slowly work his way into her ass fueled her forward, and her lips reached for the redhead's clit, tongue running the length of the slit.

 

[ezwriter]

Standing over her he watched his new slave tentatively dab her tongue at the redhead's vulva. He felt her will herself to relax her sphincter to take his penetration. Still so new, he thought. He could feel the energy of competing emotions course through her. Before long there would be just one emotion: servitude. And that would come, in time. But this one was still proud, and, yes, headstrong.

"Lick her pussy like the slave whore you are, girl. You think you're too good to eat cunt? You're nothing but my bitch. You're nothing but my fuck hole. You'll take me up the ass and you'll eat out another chick because I tell you. Look at what a filthy slut you are - chained up and getting your ass rammed. This is just what you need."

She might not have noticed that she subtlely relaxed her tight muscles from him, but he sensed her small surrender and drove his cock a little deeper inside her while she closed her eyes and opened her lips to obey him.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn ordered herself to relax, to take the gift her master was offering her. She closed her eyess tightly and breathed a deep sigh before filling her mouth with the wet, inviting pussy in front of her. She envisioned the redhead in front of her as the female incantation of her master, and tried her hardest to please him. Her tongue slid between the folds of flesh, over and around the clit, before darting deeply into her. The taste was more pleasant than she would have expected, and her pace quickened as she heard the soft moans she was elicting from the woman.

 

[ezwriter]

He felt her resistance melt away as she lost herself in her task, as she gave herself over to him. He filled her now, plowing his thick, straining dick deep into her rear until his thighs pressed the full, firm ass cheeks he'd pounded so mercilessly moments before.

But the harsh training already was yielding results. His lovely new slave was proving willing and obedient... lapping up her first pussy, relishing it, at his command. Her ass receptive to his penetration, braving his thrusts now as ground in and out of her tight anus.


But the night was young... and it was just her first night.
He clutched her tit chain as he pressed into her.

"Make her come for me," he called to his slave. "Your mouth and your ass and your tits and your cunt are mine." The redheaded slave opened herself to Phyn's mouth and she lapped and licked and slurped hungrily.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn moaned softly into the redhead's cunt when she felt her master bury himself completely inside her. The feeling was like nothing she'd ever experienced, and her flesh was tingling with excitement. He bid her make the woman come, and so she doubled her efforts, lapping mercilessly at the swollen clit in front of her, sucking and biting gently, quickening and slowing her pace as she gauged the woman's reaction by her breathing and moans. Finally, she felt the flesh beneath her mouth tightening, the unmistakable signs of an impending orgasm brimming up to the top. This only fueled Phyn forward, and her tongue hungrily swirled through the folds of flesh, lips sucking wildly, spurred by the increasingly loud moans coming from above.

 

[ezwriter]

Jess shafted Phyn deep as she lapped the redhead's dripping pussy, his dick sliding deep into and nearly out of her tight hole. As he watched his slave lick her to climax, Jess' ball seized up, shooting his hot, thick cream deep up her ass.

He felt her muscular walls milk the cum from him as he ground into her with his final thrusts. He slid out of her rear and moved around in front of her, taking the redhead's place in front of her mouth. He stroked her cheek with the back of his hand, her head bracketed by the wooden stocks.

"What a good little cunt-eater you are. Now... clean your Master's cock, girl," he ordered.

 

[Calyxxx]

Eyes ablaze with happiness, glad to have pleased her master, Phyn eagerly opened her mouth, her tongue reaching out to lap at the residue left on his cock. She closed her eyes and drew him towards her with her lips, sucking his shaft quickly into her mouth.