Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Used hard - Pt 1...

She woke up naked laying on the floor. She was unsure how she got there  for a moment until she remembered the night before. She had come to the house to be trained. She had quite a bit of experience as a submissive, but she wanted to learn more and push her limits. She had answered the cryptic ad looking for submissive women who wanted something more.

The room was barren except for a single bulb suspended from the ceiling that failed to illuminate te whole room. The walls were hidden in shadow. As she looked around a voice came from out of nowhere.

"On your knees slave. Eyes to the floor and don't move until told to.", a man's deep voice reverberated off the walls. She went to her knees as told and placed her hands behind her back like she had been trained already from her previous Dom's.

"Good slave, you may be trainable yet.", said the voice and a smile played at the corners of her mouth in pride. "Don't smile yet, you have a long way to go before you have anything to be proud of."

How did he see that, she thought, but all trace of the smile instantly disappeared. She just sat there waiting for her next instructions. She didn't know how long she waited. There was no sense of time here.

Soon she heard the approach of booted footsteps. She couldn't see him as he appraoched, but soon saw the toes of his leather boots, polished to a high sheen. His slacks were tightly creased to a razor sharp line. She felt a strong hand grab the back of her neck, squeezing tight. She knew she was completely under his control. There was no doubt in the way he gripped her. He pressed her forward until her forehead was on the floor, ass up, and hands still at the small of her back.

"Spread your legs more. Display that cunt and ass like the piece of meat you are. You will be used as you agreed to. If you have any reservations about what is to happen to you here, the time is now to leave. You will not have another chance until your training is complete. Do you wish to stay or leave?", He asked.

"I wish to stay Sir.", she answered, and a chill ran down her spine.

"Very well then. Your training will now begin. You will be referred to from here on out as number 66. You will refer to all the trainers here as Sir. do you understand number 66?", he asked.

"Yes Sir.", was her answer, and she knew that her life would never be the same.

He walked away for a moment and as he returned he placed cuffs on her wrists, binding them behind her back.

"Do not move 66, no matter what, your forehead is not to lift up from the floor. If it does, you will be severely punished.", he said with an ominous tone in his voice. Even though she had yet to see his face, she knew that she would always know him anywhere by his voice.

Her thoughts were broken by the first lash of the heavy flogger striking her ass. She had been flogged many times, but it seemed like they had been child's play compared to what she was experiencing now. He was strong and the flogger was much heavier than anything she had ever known. She was practically rocked off her knees with each blow. It was a struggle to keep her head on the floor from the impact of the powerful blows. Her ass was already stinging and she knew she would be badly bruised or worse before this day was over.

Blow after blow rained down on her tormented flesh until remaining still was a severe struggle. Just when she thought she couldn't take anymore, he abruptly stopped.

"Now that you are warmed up, it's time for the real pain to start.", he told her in a smooth voice. He was not even breathing hard. She thought he must have been giving her everything he had, but he seemed to be just cruising along.

"Now it's time for the cane. My personal favorite.", He told her.

A shiver run through her body. She hated the cane. The stinging pain was much more intense than any flogging, and she didn't know if she could take it if he gave a caning anything like he did a flogging.

She heard the cane cut through the air a split second before it made contact with her right ass cheek. It felt like a burning blade had been drawn across her ass. The pain was much more intense than anything she had experienced in her brief time as a sub. She was barely able to keep her head on the floor from the first blow, and on the second, she couldn't do it. Her head came off the floor as her back arched and she tried to pull her ass away from the burning pain of the cane.

"You will be punished for that, 66. When I'm done with your caning that is. Now head back to the floor.", He ordered. There was no option to disobey in his voice, and she returned her head to the floor. Th rest of the caning was just as bad as the start, and she could feel something running down over her ass and thighs. She knew she must be bleeding from the welts on her ass. The pain was beginning to subside as the endorphins kicked in. She could feel the blows, but the intense pain was becoming a warmth filling her body. She was going to the place she loved when she received pain. Her body feeling like it was floating in space.

She was abruptly pulled back to earth when he stopped caning her and grabbed her arms and pulled her to her feet. She was disoriented and struggled to stagger along with him as he walked her to the dark corner of the room. There was a St Andrews cross against the wall that was illuminated as they approached. There must be someone watching and controlling the lights, she thought.

The cuffs were removed from her wrists and she was quickly shackled to the cross with iron chains. Her face to the wall so she couldn't see what was about to happen.

"This is called a single tail number 66, you may have heard of them. I trust you will remember your trangression and never break form again after your lesson.", he said as she heard the whip cracking the air.

She thought the cane was bad, but it was nothing compared to the first  lash of the single tail. She felt the blow between her shoulder blades and knew her skin had been opened. the next lash was across the backs of her thighs. She screamed at the pain.

"Yes you may scream, and you will beg for me to stop, but that option ended when you agreed to enter training here. I will take your tears and pain, and drink it like a fine wine.", He said with a hint of passion in his voice. He was very controlled, but even he couldn't hide the fact that her pain was intoxicating to him.

He went back to the whip and began to draw her pain and tears from her body, as he drew her blood. She cried out and screamed, tears running down her face leaving trails of mascara from her ruined make-up that she had so carefully applied last night. She eventually gave up struggling and began to accept his pain, letting it pass through her body. She felt the blows and the stinging lashes, but there were no longer painful. The pain was now pleasure, and with each lash of the whip she felt a throb in her cunt.

Her hips began to push back towards him, receiveing each blow of the whip. He smiled as he watched her tranformation. He could see her arousal building as she was whipped., and he knew she would soon cum. He doubted she was aware of it as lost in the sensations as she was.

Without warning she cried out as her orgasm hit her. Her back arched and her juiced poured down her thighs in a torrent. An animal growl came from deep in her throat at her release. Her body shook as her continued whipping her until her orgasm subsided. She slumped in her shackles as her body finally gave up.

He stopped whipping her and released her wrist and ankles and helped her to the floor. As she lay there a look came over her at the realization that she had cum without permission.

"I'm sorry sir.", she said as she rose to her knees."I didn't expect to cum. It will never happen again. Please forgive me.", she begged with her eyes to the floor.

He grabbed her by the hair and lifted her face up to look at him for the first time. He was handsome in a rugged way. Older and balding, but there was a strength in him that was apparent at first glance.

"You are forgiven 66. You have never experienced the single tail and didn't know your body would react that way.", he told her with a wry grin.

She smiled back at him.

"You will have to be punished for it though.", he said, still smiling as the smile faded from her face. "That is for later though. Now it is time for breakfast to regain your strength. You will need it for later."

"On your hands and knees 66. Follow me and I will show you to your room.", he said as he rose and strode away. She quickly crawled after him, not wanting to disappoint him again.

To be continued...


  1. Mmmm! Very hot! I've always wondered if I could handle that level of pain, and if I'd even want to try, lol. But in a case like that, I might be willing to give it a shot! ;)

    Love the darker side of your mind! Can't wait to read the next part! ^_^

  2. This story flowed, pouring out of you like a dark torrent, didn't it? I can feel it.