Vanilla No More

[Calyxxx]

She heard the twentieth crack against her skin, and held her breath. When another didn't follow, Phyn tried to blink the tears from her eyes, and quell the shaking heart in her chest. Her breaths were ragged and her sweat drenched skin trembled. She pressed her body against the wall, feeling it's coolness, and waited for what ever was to come next.

 

[ezwriter]

She collapsed against the wall, as well as her restraints allowed her. He moved away, watching her sobs and spasms wrack her exquisite form. Returning the towse to its hook, he found the lotion in the cabinet and returned to her.

"See how much you can take for your Master," he murmured into her ear. He squeezed out a generous pool of lotion into his hand and rubbed the soothing balm into her red, blazing flesh. "Never doubt your ability to serve me."

His hands moved over her, now both smearing the slick, thick gel over her rear.

He moved once more to the capstan on the wall and played out the cables so they fell slack and her arms were free to fall by her side, her head released from its restraining tension.

"Hands and knees," he instructed and watched her obey, her body ragged now with the pain and exertion of her torment. But still she arched her red, glistening tush out for him in reverence. And that pleased him.

"The slave has taken her Master in her mouth and in her asshole. Now it's time to penetrate that lovely, lovely cunt. ...Yes, sopping wet as I expected," he said as he dropped his pajama bottoms and crouched behind her, bending the thick knob of his cock between her lips and shoving himself inside, filling her in one long thrust, holding her hips as began to grind in and out of her.

"Such a sweet filthy whore," he hissed, pulling her tit chain now, pulling her back into his ramming cock. "Little sub cunt. You're my little doll now. My little fuck hole. You're all mine now."

And he rode her hard and fast, violently slamming into her as he neared climax and exploded into her, pumping his cum inside, shooting the last drops into her wet, clenching pussy.

Slipping out of her, he wiped the last drops of his semen on her back, grabbed his pajamas from the floor and crossed to the bed. He turned out the lights. And then she heard.

"Welcome home."

 

[Calyxxx]

"Welcome home."


Panting, Phyn lay on the floor for a moment, catching her breath. Her restraints, although very much loosened, still held her close to the wall. She curled up against it, and fell in to an easy sleep, not realizing how exhausted the evening had left her.

 

[ezwriter]

The next morning, he found his slave slumped in slumber on the floor, her tethered hands and collar still attached to the cables descending from the ceiling.

She woke as he unfastened the restraints and he stood over her. Her eyes blinking to accommodate the morning light and her mind racing to process her new situation.

"Your first task each morning is to bathe your Master. Go draw my bath and call me when it's ready."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn woke sleepily as her arms and neck were unfastened from the cables. Shakey limbs carried her on her hands and knees towards the bathroom, to draw her master's bath. Sticky and grimey herself, she resisted the urge to climb into the tub herself, and she twisted the taps until the water was a nice temperature. Once full she, again twisted the taps, stopping the flow, and placed a fresh bar of soap she had found in the cupboard under the sink, and a washcloth on the edge of the tub, before crawling back into her master's bedroom.

Her cheek rested on his foot when she found him sitting on the edge of his bed, and she waited until he bid her to speak.

 

[ezwriter]

"Is my bath ready, slave?"

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn raised her head from his shoe and spoke softly.

"Yes, Master, Your bath is ready for You."

 

[ezwriter]

Phyn raised her head from his shoe and spoke softly.

"Yes, Master, Your bath is ready for You."

" 'Draw my bath and call me when it's ready,' was my command, stupid bitch," Jess hissed. "I give you one instruction and you fail. Come, little one, let's learn the consequences of failing to obey Master properly."

He grabbed her jeweled collar in his fist and hauled her across the wooden floor, Phyn scrambling on her hands and knees to keep up. She was dragged back to the spot along the wall where she'd been chained up and beaten the night before.

"Hands to shoulder blades," he instructed and his chastened slave obeyed at once. He fastened a chain from her wrist cuffs to her neck collar, holding her hands up high on her back. Then he grabbed her hair and lowered her torso to the floor so that she was face down, arms pinned behind her.

Grabbing two of the dangling steel cables, he fastened the clasps now to her ankle cuffs and moved to the wall, cranking the winch to raise the cables, elevating her feet up and off the ground, higher and higher until just her breasts rested against the floor. Her ass was arched inward as her feet were drawn up to the ceiling - the cheeks bearing the welts of last night's beatings.

"Obeying my commands is the only thing in your life now, slave. You're useless to me if you cannot follow my orders. Maybe 25 lashes will make your hearing more acute."

And he strode to the wall and retrieved the tawse she'd become all too familiar with just a few hours before.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn panicked. What had she done wrong? In her mind, she had thought that speaking without explicitly being allowed to would earn her lashes. Now it seemed that waiting to be told to speak would do the same.

Her limbs felt strange, and the blood rushed to her head as her legs were raised. 25 lashes? Holding her breath, she squeezed her eyes closed in preperation.

 

[ezwriter]

It was too early in the day to flog the slave senseless, but the infraction could not go without a severe punishment. He administered the lashing quickly without a word and just as quickly dropped her feet back on the ground and unfastened her restraints.

"Now, slut. My bath is cold. Refill it and call me when it's ready. That is your permission to speak. Crawl there on your miserable hands and knees. Now! Go!"

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn had managed to keep relatively quiet during the 25 lashes. By the end there were small yelps escaping her throat, and she could do nothing to stop her tears, but she had fared quite well in her own opinion.

When she was let back down, she crawled quickly to the bathroom. Once the water had been let out of the tub and she had refilled it, she crawled to the entrance way of the bathroom, and sat back on her heels.

"M..Master? Your bath is ready."

 

[ezwriter]

When she called him, he loosened the drawstrings of his pajamas and let them fall to the floor, then strode past her into the bathroom to test the water.

"Slightly warmer from now on, girl. I want you to go pin your hair up as I told you. Then return here. You'll kneel at the side of the tub and bathe your Master with the cloth and sponge. Crawl to your dressing room. You may rise to fetch the pins and fix your hair. Then crawl back to me. You'll spend the day on your knees."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn wanted to try to have a perfect day for her master, no problems. She crawled quickly out of the bathroom, and went to her dressing room. She rose slowly to her feet to grab the hairpins, and put her hair up. Back on her knees she returned to the bathroom, finding her master sitting in the tub. She knelt beside him, and picked up the washcloth, dipping it into the water. Gently she ran it over the shoulder closest to her, watching the water cascade over the defined muscles, and tight skin.

 

[ezwriter]

With her dark hair pinned up on her head, there was an enhanced elegance to his slave. He watched the lithe, lean musculature of her neck and shoulders as she washed him.

"You'll pay particular attention to the washing of your Master's cock and balls and ass. When I'm done with my bath, you'll towel me dry and then crawl to the kitchen to fix my breakfast. I like a good hearty meal in the morning - meat and eggs toast and coffee. You may rise to prepare the food and to serve me at the dining table. As for yourself, you'll have cold cereal, which you'll eat on your hands and knees from a bowl placed besides the table.

"Walking, eating with silverware, eating at your Master's table, to say nothing of sleeping in your Master's bed, are privileges you may earn with obedient service."

Jess opened his legs as Phyn slid the soapy washcloth up his thigh to scrub the ridge behind his scrotum."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn made sure to pay extra attention when she washed the area between her master's legs. When she had finished soaping his body, she rinsed it off, squeezing water onto his skin with a sponge. She washed his hair and drained the water as he stood and stepped from the bath. Towel in hands, she gently dried him off before folding it back onto the towel rack, and falling to her hands and knees, out the door to make his breakfast.

 

[ezwriter]

Jess ate wordlessly, reading the paper as his slave lapped her dry cereal from her bowl at her feet. Occasionally, his hand would stray from the table to caress the lean muscles of her back.

She was a good cook, but she didn't need to know that now. All she needed to know today was that she belonged to him.

He slid his chair from the breakfast table and rose.

"I'm going to get dressed. You have 15 minutes to clear the table, wash the dishes and attend to your personal needs. You may stand as you need to to complete your chores. In fifteen minutes, you will meet me back here on your knees, wrists crossed behind your back. Begin."

He checked his watched and headed off for his bedroom.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn nodded her understanding to her master as he stood and walked from the kitchen. She stood to scoop the dishes from the table and quickly went about washing them and putting them away. Falling back to her knees, she crawled her way back to her dressing room, quickly removing her collar and cuffs before engaging in the quickest shower she had ever experienced. A quick comb through her hair, reattaching the cuffs and the collar, and she crawled out of the room and back down to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Phyn saw that she was alone, her master had not returned yet. Not wanting to disappoint, she moved to the exact spot he had left her, stood straight up on her knees and crossed her wrists behind her back. Now to wait. She wondered how long she had taken to complete her tasks.

 

[ezwriter]

His boot heels resounded on the hardwood floors as he approached from the bedroom. He saw her eyes dart up as high as his pant cuffs as he entered her field of view, her gaze lowered to the ground. Jess grabbed her chin and pulled her gaze up toward his.

"My sweet dirty bitch... I'll show you what your life was meant to be. Serving me, being owned by me, being used by me. On your hands and knees now." He snapped his fingers and she lowered herself to all fours.

"You'll wear this all day for me because I own your ass," he told her holding a thick lubed anal plug in front of her face. He moved behind her to insert it in her rectum, coaxing her to open her anus to accept the penetration.

When it was in her all the way, he clasped the leash back on her collar and led her across the room toward a door. Halting her, he opened the door to reveal a closet. Resting on the floor - an extra large pet crate like those used to send dogs on airplanes - plastic with steel mesh grates in the side.

"Get in," he ordered, tugging on the leash to hasten her movements. When she had crawled inside, he latched the cage behind her.

"I'm going out. When I get back, you'll be whipped," he said and shut the closet door, plunging his slave into blackness.

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn winced, ass in the air as the plug was inserted. Once in, however, it felt much better. She followed quickly behind him as he led her, leash in hand to a closet. Shocked, inside she found a large dog crate. Even more shocked, she was ushered into it, locked in, and thrown into darkness as the closet was closed. Reassured he would return, Phyn knelt cramped in the crate and waited. Her thoughts began to wander over the last 24 hours and suprisingly, she felt quite comfortable with her situation. Resting her head on her arms, she fell asleep.

 

[ezwriter]

He returned several hours later. She would have heard his car pull in, the front door open and close and the various sounds as he busied himself around the house, playing the stereo as he went about his routine.

It was another hour or so before he bothered to fetch her from the closet. A new plaything, an appliance he could put away when he had no need for it. She heard his footfalls approaching. Then the closet filled with light as the door opened, and she heard the latch of her crate being opened.

"Out," he commanded and slapped her buttocks. She had to crawl backwards out of the cage, her knees sore from kneeling on the steel mesh. He took hold of her leash and turned her round, leading her across the floor and back toward his bedroom, and there, once again to the assemblage of restraint equipment.

"Are you happy your Master is home?" he asked.

"Yes Master. Very happy," she replied, hoping her voice sounded so.

"Do you remember what comes now, slave?" he asked.

"This slave is to be punished, Master," she answered, knowing quite well that coyness wouldn't be well received.

"Very good," he said, stopping her about six feet from the wall. On either side of her, a sturdy eye bolt was embedded in the floor.

He moved toward the winch to let out some slack in the cables and looped the ends through a pair of pulleys about a foot from the floor. He played the cable out to where she rested on her hands and knees and snapped the hooks onto her wrist cuffs.

"Stand," he ordered, and watched her gingerly bring herself to upright, as she'd been hunched on all fours for the entire morning. As her wrists were attached to the taut cables, she was forced to double over at the waist.

"Spread," he commanded now and as she moved her feet apart, he secured her ankle cuffs to the eye bolts with a length of chain. She stood doubled-over, arms pulled out in front, legs spread, her ass and vagina opened wide behind her.

"When I've finished with your punishment, you will pleasure your Master. You'll tell me how I should take you. And it better be good. So think about that while I'm spanking your little slut ass."

He used his hand this time. The spankings were hard and stinging and she had to balance herself to keep herself standing. After 20 he stopped and moved to her side, his hand in her piled up hair lifting her face to his.

"So, my little whore, what's it going to be?"

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn winced silently through the 20 lashes and fought back against the stinging tears that were threatening to overflow. He finished and raised her head to his before speaking.

Terrified that her answer may be wrong, but terrified more so of not speaking at all, Phyn opened her mouth, words tumbling out.

"Master, this one can feel the juices running down her thigh which would indicate that Your pleasure would be easily found in her cunt. It would also be pleasurable to simply use this slave's pussy to lubricate Yourself before entering her ass, however that would require the removal of the plug."

 

[ezwriter]

Jess' gaze softened at her response. He unclenched his fist to brush his captive's cheek with the back of his hand, dabbing at a trickling tear with his fingertip.

"Very good, my little one. You've taken your punishment bravely, and spoken courageously about your arousal under your Master's hand. I'm well pleased."

He moved to unchain her ankles from the restraints and detach the clips that stretched her arms out front. He even released the clamps from her nipples and set the chain on a side table. Then he gathered her in his arms and held her.

"Your anal plug will remain for the day. But because you've been such a good girl, you may pleasure me in my bed for now. You'll undress me; hang my clothes neatly; and then crawl to me in my bed where you'll take your Master's cock inside your cunt."

 

[Calyxxx]

Phyn released a breath she had been holding when he spoke to her, and smiled as he unchained her. She melted into his embrace as he held her, delighted at his attention.

"Thank You, Master."

He released her from his arms and quickly, Phyn went about removing his clothing.

 

[ezwriter]

He watched her delicate, trembling fingers carefully undo each of the buttons of his silk shirt. She stooped to pull off his shoes and socks and gathered his tailored slacks as she unfastened his belt and zipper.

She moved silently across the floor to hang his garments in his closet and returned to him, kneeling at his feet as she slipped the waistband of his briefs from his hips. Her Master's thick cut cock and hairy scrotum fell from the confines of the underwear as she peeled them down his legs, her eyes cast floorward. She folded the briefs and laid them on his dressing stand before resuming her kneeling posture at his feet.

Jess crossed to the bed, turned down the covers and slid between the sheets before summoning his slave.

"Come, girl," he called.

 

[Calyxxx]

"Yes, Master."

Phyn crawled quickly to his bedside and climbed under the covers. She breathed deeply, enjoying the mixed scent of freshly laundered sheets and her master's cologne.