Mandy · Part 4 (4/4)
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d took her over to a low stool, he ordered her to bend over it, then he cuffed her wrists to it.
"Now how many times did you forget to call me sir?" she thought hard "Twice sir" she replied."yes you did so that means you deserve twenty strokes with the crop doesnt it?" This was too much she summoned all her courage and answered back "no Sir that is not fair" she blushed and almost whispered "I was aroused and I forgot" again he smiled to himself, she was submitting nicely but there was still fight left in her and he liked that.
"So not only do you forget to call me Sir, now you think it is ok to answer me back as well, so now you will have your twenty lashes, whether you think they are fair or not, and you will spend another night in the punishment cell, maybe tomorrow you will remember your place, now are you ready to count?" "no" she shouted, this isnt fair, I wont count and you cant make me…….she stared at him defiantley, all her arrogance had returned and it glinted in her eyes………she knew this would make him angry but she didnt care, she had tried today and she didnt deserve this, did she?
He stared back at her, if only she knew the passion she was arousing in him, but he couldnt allow that to show, he had to be the Master and that meant controlling his emotions. He began
Thwack, she gritted her teeth and said nothing, again Thwack again she said nothing. He carried on, lash after lash and she silently counted, waiting for the twentieth lash and for it all to be over. When he got to twenty he stopped and spoke, "now shall we try again? i will carry on and you start counting when you are ready, when you have counted properly to twenty then I will stop" Thwack, he couldnt be serious, she had had twenty, she couldnt stand another twenty, Thwack, he was serious and when she felt the third blow she admited defeat, "one sir, may I please have another"
"you may" he replied. When he had finnished she was dripping in sweat and in more pain than she had ever imagined possible. He uncuffed her wrists and pulled her roughly to her feet, "now you will go back to the punishment cell and we shall see if you are more cooperative by the morning" She had no energy left to fight him and he half pushed half dragged her back to the cell.
He strapped her on the bench in the same position as the night before, her cheeks burned from their recent abuse and she was desperate for him to use the ice again, he obviously sensed this because before he left he spoke "I think your pain tonight might remind you tomorrow of what i require from you, goodnight" She heard the door shut with a foreboding clang and he left her in the darkness, cold and alone.
The misery she felt as she lay there was far removed from the ecstacy she had felt in the training room earlier, and that misery was heightened by a feeling that yes she did deserve this, again she had taken the pleasure he had offered her but she had given him nothing back, she still had a lot to learn
Chapter six
She slept very little that night, she was cold and in pain and the misery she felt kept her awake into the early hours. Eventually she fell asleep through sheer exhaustion. When she awoke he was standing beside her, she opened her eyes and then lowered them, she would try harder today. Was it really so much for him to ask of her for her total submission to him in return for the kind of pleasure he could give her? and if she truly trusted him then she should be able to comply with anything he asked without question, shouldn't she?
She lay still as he untied her and when he had finnished she dropped to her knees without waiting to be told, to her suprise he showed no sign of appreciation at this act of submission. He had wheeled a trolly into the cell and on it was breakfast, two slices of dry toast and a glass of water, this was a stark contrast to the delicious food she had so far enjoyed at the castle, but she made no complaint and ate in silence. When she had finnished he took her wrists and locked her cuffs behind her back then he took her arm and without saying a word led her from the room.
They walked for what seemed like ages through parts of the castle that she had not yet seen, so far everywhere had been warm and nicely furnished, now however they were in a part of the castle that had been left in its original state, the walls and floor were harsh stone and they felt icy cold on her bare feet, there was no furniture here and the whole atmosphere was dark and gloomy. He led her down a long narrow spiral staircase that seemed to drop into the depths of the earth and the furthur down they went the colder it got and she shivered, he still hadnt returned her clothes.
Finally they reached the bottom and she found herself facing a solid metal door. He removed a key from his pocket and took her inside. It was very dark and very cold and she stood trembling and waiting for him to turn the light on so she could see what this room had in store for her but the only light came from the open cell door and she couldnt make out anything.
He led her to the centre of the room and clipped her cuffs to a chain that hung from the ceiling. The chain was short and she found with her wrists cuffed behind her in this way she had to bend forwards as the chain would not allow her to stand up. She guessed that he was going to use the crop, but he produced the gag. She didnt understand, she couldnt count if she was gagged could she. She was acheing already from the strictness of her position but she made no fuss as he put the gag on her. Now she saw the crop, she had been right, but why the gag? He walked behind her and in total silence delivered twenty hard blows to her already sore backside.
When he was finnished he released her from the chain and removed the gag then he took her to a corner of the room, he pushed her to the floor and attached her wrist cuffs to iron hoops that were cemented into the floor, she could still sit up, just, but, her movements were now severley restricted.
Then he turned and left the cell and the door clanged shut behind him plunging her into total darkness. He had not spoken to her once during the whole ordeal and she was left feeling dazed, confused and a little scared, what if she had gone too far yesturday and he had decided that she would never be a good submissive, would he leave her like this forever, would he come back at all? These were silly thoughts she knew deep down that he would return, she trusted him totally now and if this was furthur punishment for yesturdays misdemeanors then she deserved it. Didnt she?
The floor was hard and so cold, she could not stop shivering, she wanted to rub the throbbing ache away from her behind but she couldnt move her hands, she was totally alone and she felt more miserable than she had ever thought possible. After what seemed like an eternity, but in reality was only two hours, he returned, again he said nothing as he undid her wrists and led her back to the centre of the room, as before he secured her wrists to the ceiling chain and gagged her. Then he started again, she counted the strokes in her head, the pain was unbearable but she would rather this than him go away again.
Why wasnt he making her count, why wasnt he saying anything this was indescribable torment and she silently begged him to stop. Again she recieved twenty strokes with the crop and as before when he had finnished he took her back to the corner of the room and resecured her then left. She put her head on her knees and sobbed, she would do anything he asked of her, she would crawl on her knees to him if he would only come back and speak to her, she could not believe how far removed todays pain was from yesturday when her pain had been mingled with electrifying pleasure. She did not know how long she sat there crying into her lap, time had become meaningless.
Eventually she heard the key in the door and he was back. Again he took her to the centre of the room and secured her wrists, again he gagged her, again she felt the white hot sting of the crop, she would give anything now to be allowed to count for him, she would count to a hundred a thousand even if he would just give her the chance. After fifteen he removed her gag, now he spoke, only one word…."Count" and she did, without hesitation she counted every stroke, she had counted to twenty before he stopped. Now he undid the chain, "stand up straight, eyes down" he commanded and she obeyed immediately.
The sound of his voice at last, swept all the pain away," are you ready to submit now?" he asked "Yes sir, I am your willing slave" she replied
He took her arm and led her from the room, she had learnt a hard lesson.
He took her back to the training room and made her sit back in the chair, she was sore and uncomfortable but she didnt care now, she wanted this more than anything, she knew that there would always be defiance in her but she had found her true self and she was happy, she could be a submissive and more importantly she wanted to be one.
Back in her room he bathed her, the feeling of the warm water on her cold acheing body was indescribable and the pleasure she got from being back in his presence was consuming her. She no longer cared where she was or how long she had been there, all that mattered was her submission to his will, the rest of the world had ceased to exsist, she had entered a submissives paradise where only the sound of her Masters voice meant anything to her and time and space were. meaningless. When he helped her from the bath she again dropped to her knees in front of him and lowered her eyes, this time he acknowledged this act of submission "Good girl" he said. "
Now I am going to take you on a tour of the castle so that you can become more familiar with your new home, will you obey me" "Yes Master" she replied he smiled and so did she, this had been a natural response, not forced, it was how she felt and she truly meant it and although he didnt tell her this response spoke a thousand words to him, now he possesed both her heart and soul, she had submmited because she wanted to and for no other reason, what she didnt know was that when a Master posseses his submissive in this way, she also posseses him and an everlasting bond is formed between them.
They wondered through the vast halls and rooms of the castle, she was still cuffed but her mind was free and she listened to the sound of his voice as he described the history of the castle to her, she didnt feel any need to speak, she just wanted to listen and be with him. When he took her to the castle dungeons where she had spent a very miserable day she shuddered, he turned to her and said…"its ok I wont leave you down here this time" "I know Master, I trust you" was all she said, but it was all he needed, these were the words he had been waiting for, now he was happy.
When the tour was over he took her to eat but afterwards instead of taking her back to either her room or the cell he took her over to the fire and sat her in front of it, then he sat in a chair next to her. She summoned up her courage and spoke, "Please Master, permission to move" "granted"
he replied, she got up from the chair and knelt in front of him, "this is where I want to be" she said."this is where I belong" She lowered her head slowly onto his lap, nervous as to how he would react to this, but he showed his pleasure by gently stroking her hair. They sat in silence for an hour or so, words were imaterial, they had an understanding. When he finally took her hand and pulled her to her feet she put up no resistance.
He took her back to her room," you may sleep here tonight" he told her "thankyou Master" "now go and bend over the end of the bed" "yes master"
he started by stroking the insides of her legs, he ran his fingers slowly up and down her thighs, then Thwack, she gasped "one sir, may i please have another followed by more gentle teasing of her thighs, then another
Thwack, "two sir, may i please have another" this was ecstacy, Thwack "three sir, may i please have another………………………"When he had finnished he layed her down on the bed, "I always reward obedience"
he said "did you enjoy that?" "yes Master, very much" she replied. He uncuffed her hands and clipped her wrist cuffs to their chain, then he clipped her ankle cuffs together, and feeling safe and secure she fell asleep almost immediately, a warm contented sleep. He left her to sleep for an hour or so and then he gently woke her, "time for more training" he said. He cuffed her and led her from the bedroom, "I have a new room I want to show you, are you going to obey this time?" "yes Master" " they walked in silence back down to the training area, he opened a new door and took her inside. This room was unlike the other training rooms she had been in so far, they had been harsh and clinical, this room in stark contrast was warm and comfortable.
A large four poster bed stood in the middle of the room, very similar to the one in her bedroom, there was a log fire blazing away at one end of the room, a sofa stood in front of it and a thick rug sat at the foot of the sofa.
There was a coffee table that had drinks on it but it also had iron hoops on the four corners, and a large post ran from floor to ceiling, again with hoops at varying heights. However amongst all this luxury sat a hard wooden chair not unlike the one in the dungeon and she eyed this nervously, she was well aware of how uncomfortable it was.
He smiled at the expression on her face, "a reminder of what happens to disobedient young ladies, lets hope I dont find it necessary to use it.this is my favorite training room and I hope we will spend may long pleasurable hours in here, now take your place by the fire" "yes Master" she walked over to the rug and knelt on it, she knew now that her place was on her knees at his feet. He walked to the sofa and sat down, he picked up the bottle and poured two drinks, "normally this would be your job" he told her, "but today it pleases me for you to remain cuffed, so i will help you with your drink" He held the glass to her lips and she drank, it made her feel warm and relaxed.
Now he asked her "do you wish to remain here?" "Yes Master" she replied "are you willing to submit to me totally, and entrust your whole life and care to me?" "Yes Master, please may I speak?" "you may" " I never knew how I could be made to feel, I feel like my whole boby is alive for the first time, I want to learn more, I want to stay here with you" She lowered her head to hide the blush that had spread across her face as she spoke these words, she was scared that he would not want her in the same way.
"Dont hang your head that way" he ordered, "a submissive holds her head high but keeps her eyes lowered, be proud of your feelings, not scared of them" He held the glass to her mouth again and she drank gratefully.
"thankyou Master" He stood up now, "It is time for another lesson I think"
He helped her to her feet. As she studied the room she took in all the items that adourned the walls, as well as the many crops, paddles and floggers there were a variety of manacles and collars and endless lengths of rope.
There were many objects whose uses she could only guess at and in other circumstances she would have been apprehensive, but she had given herself to him utterly now and the trust between them was unquestionable.
He took down the ropes from their hooks and came back to her, "I am going to show you how erotic ropes can be" He started by tieing ropes around her breasts, crossed over in the middle, with each new layer the tension was increased and her senses heightened, He gently ran his fingers over her nipples with each new layer of ropes and each time he did it felt as though electircal currents were passing through her whole body, and each time the feeling was intensified due to the increased layers of rope.
Next he tied a rope around her waist, then he passed a rope between her legs and secured it tightly, there were strategically placed knots on this piece of rope and they gently massaged her pressure points, the ecstacy she was feeling was so high that she felt she couldnt stand any longer, seeing the expression on her face he swept her up into his arms and took her across the room to the bed. He sat her on the edge of the bed just long enough to undo the cuffs then he pushed her down into the pillows.
Now he worked on her arms and legs, the bed was fitted with leather cuffs that were fur lined and although they totally restricted her movements they were comfortable and warm, this feeling combined with the ropes was intoxicating and she felt more aroused than she had ever thought possible. Her every nerve ending was screaming to be touched but he kept her waiting, knowing that the antissipation was in itself a mind trip not to be missed. When he had finnished tieing her he produced the blindfold, "this is not a punishment, it is to heighten your arousal, trust me" she nodded "Yes Master, I trust you"
She lay in the dark, helpless, blindfolded and aroused, and as before the rest of the world ceased to exist, she was his and she gave herself up totally to the pleasure he could give her. She felt his finger nails running over her body so lightly at first, then slowly harder and harder, "anything
I do to you whilst you are here is to give you pleasure, not to punish you, if you feel pain trust me that it will increase the pleasure" Now he gagged her, but instead of the harsh ballgag he used duck tape, "this is for my pleasure" he said, "I like the way you look when you are gagged"
Now she could feel him running his hands over her body but he must have been wearing some kind of gloves because the sensation kept changing, first warm and soft followed by cold and smooth, he was using leather and fir to contrast the feeling. He explored every inch of her body slowly and sensuously, never rushing and when at last he ran his fingers over her more intimate areas she shuddered with pleasure, she could feel herself reaching her climax already, but she didnt want it to be over, she felt him pinch one of her nipples, it was a sharp lasting pain and it bought her back down from the edge, she knew immediately that he had sensed her climax and stopped it at just the right moment.
Now he continued, he used the ice and hot wax again as he had done before but this time he used it on every inch of her body setting her on fire again, and as before he gently stroked her until she felt her climax building once again, this time a hard sting from the crop brought her back down off her plateau. Her nipples were hard and firm from their bondage and her aroused state, now he carefully put clamps on both of them, all the time caressing her with fingers that seemed to speak to her, the mixture of pleasure and pain was almost too much and for a third time she felt herself reaching the edge.
The hot wax that dripped onto her naked flesh bought her back down again but still wave after wave of pleasure/pain flooded her body. Now he used the flogger with just enugh pressure to keep the sensation bordering on agony and ecstacy, over and over he lashed her body in this way, all the time stroking and teasing her with his experienced fingers, knowing when to be firm and when to be gentle, using the combination of sharp finger nails and soft finger tips. She couldnt stand it any longer, she had to have him now but still he carried on slowly and rhythmically.
He wanted to take her beyond ecstacy to indescribable pleasure that cannot be put into words, the kind that has to be experienced first hand to truely understand it. Finally he untied her legs and bent towards her, he whispered in her ear, "are you ready, is this what you want" she nodded, he didnt need to explain, she knew what he meant, she wanted to feel the warmth of him inside her so desperately now and she wrapped her legs around his body inviting him to explore her completely. Her mind exploded in a tidal wave of passion as their bodies were united.
Never had she imagined that sex could be this good, she had ascended to a higher level of consiousness, a place where it is impossible to tell where her body stopped and his body started, their ecstacy had made them one and she allowed herself to float on the tide of desire as finally together they reached an earth shuddering orgasm, wave after wave washed over their bodies until they collapsed through exhaustion and lay together still both blissfully lost in the world they had created.
Later, when he had untied her, she allowed him to bathe again still inoxicated with the bond that had formed between them. When he had finnished he allowed her to bathe him, and this she did willingly desperately wanting to give some of the pleasure back. That night she slept, still in chains, but for the first time he slept in her bed with her, now she felt totally possesed by him but not in a suffocating way, he made her feel like a prized possestion that he wanted to cherish and protect and she knew that this was what she wanted, what she had always wanted.
Chapter seven
The following day she awoke and for the first time she knew where she was immediately and for the first time there was no panic in her mind she was at peace. When she had finnished her shower and returned to the bedroom he handed her a fresh uniform, "this is only for today" he informed her, "You must earn your uniform back through obedience but today
I have some errands to run in the local village and you are coming with me so you will need this, are you going to obey me whilst we are out?"
She dropped to her knees and lowered her eyes, "yes Master, I will obey you"
After breakfast, he gave her the long coat to put back on and told her to put her hands in her pockets, inside she could feel handcuffs attached to a chain that ran around her back and in through holes in the coat. He fastened her wrists to these. To the casual observer it would appear that she merely had her hands in her pockets, but in reality she was helpless once more, however she could of course speak and therefor scream, this would be a true test of her submission to him. He helped her into the car and fastened her seatbelt for her, they drove into the village and she listened as he talked.
When they arrived he helped her from the car and took her arm, now they looked like any other couple out going about their everyday lives. This secret bondage gave her a new thrill, she kept looking at people and wondering if they had ever thought about doing the kind of thing they were doing right now. A couple of times he stopped and spoke to people he knew and the fear of their secret being discovered sent shockwaves of pleasure though her.
As they walked around the village, and went in the shops she could feel the cuffs chafing against her wrists and ankles but this sensation did not bother her, she knew they would be sore later but she would endure this for him, that was how special she felt when she was with him. She walked with her head held high, proud to be seen with the man she had submitted to so completely. When they returned to the car she sank into the seat, tired and hungry now and glad to be going back to the place she was beginning to think of as home.
When he had fastened the seatbelts and they were ready to leave he turned to her and spoke two words, "good girl" her heart lept, she had pleased him and that was all she wanted. She knew there would be more training, lots more, and she knew she wouldnt always get it right, but that was ok, she was where she wanted to be. She had at last found her true path in life, a path it had taken a stranger to find it for her, now she could truly call herself submissive.
Mandy · Part 4 (4/4)
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