Chapter 1 - The Secret Diary

A little over twelve months ago one of Richard's friends had shown him the rudiments of how to hack into computer systems. Since then he'd developed into a very talented hacker although like many fellow hackers his intent wasn't malicious. When he hacked into a system he merely looked around, checking out the layout and maybe opened a few files before he left. For him the buzz wasn't about changing or damaging the system, it was about knowing he had the power to change things if he wanted to. When he was inside someone else's computer, he felt like he was in control of them as well as their computer.

About six months ago he succeeded in hacking his high school's network which was by far the most exciting hack he'd made. This time it wasn't a faceless network belonging to some nameless corporation, this was the system that had been controlling his life for the last four years. The school no longer controlled him because he now had the power to control it.

For a while he played around with timetables, grade records and assessments, pretending to change them. Soon he discovered the school database which had all the normal student contact details including lots of phone numbers, fax numbers and email addresses. The next couple of months consisted of trial and error as he explored his classmates home computers. What he found really amazing was how many of his fellow students computers had directories with all sorts of porn in them, even some of the girls which really surprised him. Then three months ago he struck gold.

Janet and Kelly Sheen lived next door to Richard and they'd grown up together. Richard who had turned sixteen a fortnight ago was three months older than Janet who was only ten months older than her sister Kelly. Richard and Janet were in the same year at school and Kelly was in the year below them. For years the three of them had played together and were close friends, inseparable really, sleeping over at each other's house, going on family holidays together and a mountain of other things. But when they reached high school it all changed. Of course Richard was aware that Janet was building a new circle of friends but he didn't expect that they'd make her exclude him from her life. And that she'd then make Kelly exclude him also.

Richard didn't really fit any of the major school groupings. Although he was very fit and was a good swimmer with a place on the swim team, he wasn't a jock. Likewise his interest in computers and science was just something he enjoyed but not to the extent that it put him in with the nerds. He liked most music so didn't fit any of the music groups and so it went. He had a small circle of friends who like him shared a wide range of interests. In truth he was part of the silent majority who during high school years tended to be ignored as they quietly went about the business of surviving.

Janet on the other hand became a member of the high school in crowd. She was a cheerleader, on the right school committees, loved by everybody but of course she only really talked to and associated with the right people. This didn't happen immediately she started high school but it was a fast rise. Eventually she was one of the crowd with only one final hurdle to complete acceptance. Marcia who was her new best friend and the acknowledged leader of the group demanded that she stop being friends with Richard as he didn't fit the image.

For weeks Janet tried to resist as she didn't really understand why she couldn't be friends with Richard and still be in, but eventually Marcia gave her an ultimatum. So the next day she told Richard and from then on they only spoke to each other when they had to at family gatherings or during class activities. Janet also forbid her sister from having anything to do with Richard.

Janet assumed that he understood what had happened and over the following years she pretty much forgot about their past. But Richard didn't understand and he never forgot Janet or for that matter Kelly. He watched them growing and as their bodies started developing he watched more and more. Not that he was alone in watching their bodies. They were both very pretty. By the time Janet was 15, she was any man's dream with a litany of perfect features. Five foot two, silky blonde hair, big blue eyes, cute button nose, great cheeks, big tits, small waist, tight arse, beautiful legs. Absolutely perfect. Everywhere she went people noticed her. At school she was probably the most popular girl in her year, liked by teachers and envied by students. Younger sister Kelly was not far behind Janet in the hot stakes, and maybe even had the potential to overtake her.

Janet knew she was popular but what she didn't realise was that she was the centre of many of her fellow students and quite a few of the teachers fantasies. Richard was no exception. He had a normal male interest in sex and from the time he started masturbating Janet was the girl he most often placed in his fantasies with Kelly also making regular appearances.

Richard's theoretical knowledge of sex was very comprehensive even if his practical knowledge was limited. From the age of 14 he had unrestricted internet access and he had explored ever corner of cyberspace. He'd started with the normal sex sites although most of them were of minimal interest. It was okay looking at older women but he was really only interested in girls his age who he would actually like to have sex with and not be intimidated by so most of the time he visited the teen sex sites. Trouble with them was that the teens were mostly old teens or at least the ones on the free sites were.

Then he found news groups. Nothing to pay and a never ending stream of pictures of girls the right age with enough of them actually fucking and sucking. Initially his interests were very vanilla but one night he downloaded a file with a young girl who looked like Janet. What was really interesting about it was that she was chained to a wall, gagged and across her tits and stomach there were red stripes from where she'd been whipped. Four times in a row he jerked off looking at the picture, imagining that it was Janet and imagining that he was the one who'd tied her and punished her. Pretty soon his tastes had changed and most of his downloads were bondage based.

The next discovery was sex story sites and the alt.sex.stories news group. Most of the stories were skipped over but occassionally one would be kept, mostly bondage or nc ones. Then he downloaded a story that probably changed his life, Captured Caroline. He read it countless times, always imagining that it was Janet, till eventually he changes the name to Captured Janet and replaced Caroline's name with Janet's throughout the story. And every time he read it he jerked off, always guaranteed to have a great come.

Shortly after this he downloaded a blackmail story and once again his fantasies changed. There had always been a small, nagging problem with his fantasies under the Captured Caroline story because he knew that he couldn't abduct Janet, not really. But the fantasy of blackmailing her was a much easier one to believe in and soon he had dozens of scenarios where he'd discovered something he could use to blackmail her into having sex with him.

When Richard hacked into the Devson's computers he found Janet's diary which she had started on her twelfth birthday when she was given her first computer. There was a password on it but it didn't take long for him to work out that she was using her birthday. Most of the entries were boring stuff about her family and school friends, but every few pages there was an entry that had Richard pulling out his cock and jerking off over. It wasn't long before he was using his secret knowledge from her diary to fuel his blackmail jerkoff fantasies. Fantasy now seemed to be only one step away from reality.

12 years old and no days! Dear Diary,

Hmmmmmmmm! I was going to promise you to write everyday but I know there'd be days I couldn't so I won't promise that. But I do promise to tell you all the important stuff. Like today. It was my birthday! Ta Da!!! And mummy and daddy gave you to me! Daddy told me how to do a secret password so no one but me can read you so I can tell you all my real private stuff. I think we're going to become real good friends.

I had a great birthday. Kel gave me this really kewl top and Richard gave me this great game for you - so I guess you know about that! Anyway we played it and he won of course the big jerk . only joking, he's not a jerk. He's really probably my best friend diary. And Kel of course even if she is my sister. I mean I know he's a boy and all that but like I can tell him everything.

Daddy just came in and said I have to go to bed now. Talk to you tomorrow.

Goodnight.

Love Janet Sheen, age 12.

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13 and 12 days I told Richard that we can't hang our together . ever. He got really upset and even had tears happening. I almost told him that it'd be okay but I kept remembering what Marcia said, that if I didn't stop talking to him completely then they have to drop me from the group. And I'd die if they did that. Like Daddy says, sometimes you've got to make the tough decisions if you're going to be someone special.

Had a really big fight with Kelly over it. She can be so dumb sometimes. Such a little kid. Finally she promised me that she wouldn't try to hang out with Richard anymore. But I'll have to watch her.

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13 and 66 days - 11PM If ever anyone ever, ever finds out about this I'll die but I have to tell someone and you've kept all my secrets so far. Here goes. This is BIG!

I masturbated. Wow!!!! Just then like half an hour ago. It was the truly utmost amazing feeling I've every had. It felt sooooo good. SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOD. I'm still sort of trembling from it and I feel sort of light headed. Good light headed.

What happened was I was readi

Dads at the door - gotta go!

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13 and 76 days - late Wow. I've just done it again. You know, masturbated. Mummy and daddy are out with Kel so it was safe to do it. I was really scared last time that daddy was going to discover me. God I'd die. But he didn't of course.

It is so amazing. Like I wish I could tell Marcia about it but I don't know. She might think I was weird so I'll probably keep it a secret just between you and me diary. I feel like I'm floating. There's this thing - I checked the sex-ed stuff we got at school and I think it must be my clitoris. Anyway it grows -weird huh - and gets hard when I stroke it and sort of ticklish. But not a bad ticklish, a reaaaaaly reaaaaly reaaaaaaly goooood tickle. Then after a while I start getting really hot you know, down there - I'm not going say the awful word and vagina sounds so kind of medical but I guess I can say pussy. At least to you dear diary.

So it gets hot in my pussy, and then it gets wet. Last week, at first I thought I must be peeing but its not pee. It's my natural lubrication - that's what the sex-ed stuff talked about. Then this most amazing feeling starts to grow all through my body until it feels like I can't take anymore and if I don't stop that I'll explode. Last week I almost did stop it was so intense but I'm sure glad I didn't. Because then I do explode and I sort of see stars. It's sort of embarrassing because my arms and legs start jerking and twitching. Well if anybody saw it would be embarrassing but NOBODY will EVER see. NEVER. And of course I'm not embarrassed talking to you.

I think I hear the car so I better go. Talk to you soon dear diary.

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14 and 109 days Hi. I just got back from Marcia's birthday party and guess what? Gary and I are going out! Excellent! I told Kel and she agrees that he is like a total legend! She said she was real jealous of me when I told her what happened! Not bad jealous - good jealous that is. She wanted to know everything of course.

We kissed. Excel! I mean you know I've kissed guys before but this was different. This was a PROPER kiss with open mouths and tongues and all which lasted a loooong time. My first real kiss. Wowie Zowie! Getting older!

I think I did it right. I was soooo nervous though. Anyway he didn't complain and I just sort of copied what he did. It was great at first, real soft and romantic. Then I didn't know if I'd like it, because he put his tongue in my mouth but I did. LIKE IT! YEAAH! I wanted it to last forever. It was so warm and sexy. But not like when I play with myself. This was close. Yeah, that's it. I felt so close to him. I don't mean that I love him . well maybe a bit. He is so gorgeous I know that all the girls are jealous that he's chosen me.

Hmmm. Kissing. I reckon I'll get to like it lots.

That's all for now - I still feel warm and kind of gooey inside so guess what I'm going to do now dear diary!

Love you!

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14 and 169 days Mum let Gary take me to the movies tonight. First time she lets us go to the night session by ourselves. Anyway we started kissing like normal and so we'd been kissing for like ages, not watching the movie. His right arm was behind me and his left was around me. Anyway his right hand had been stroking my hair and my face which was really nice. Then it moved down my neck and slowly started getting lower and lower. I knew where he was heading and normally I find a way to push it away. It's like a game we play when we're kissing but this time I just didn't want to stop him. Then it finally happened and his hand was holding my left boob and I sort of moaned into his mouth.

At first it was more the fact that he was actually holding my boob that was exciting. Then he started squeezing which was nice, specially when he pressed down on my nipples. You know how they tingle when they're hard and I play with them. He didn't try anything more which was good. Not that I didn't want him to I did but I'd have had to stop him if he did try anything more of course and that might have spoilt things.

Kel reckons I'm a legend. She also tells me I've got to go further so I can tell her about it!

Best movie I've been to for a long time that's for sure. Except that mum asked me what it was like and I had to make stuff up cause I had like no idea what the story was or anything.

Now I'm off to bed. And I know what I'll think about tonight when I masturbate.

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14 and 170 days Last night I found out something new. I was in bed and, you know masturbating like normal, rubbing my clitoris, feeling really good but it just didn't feel like enough or something. So . wow, this is kind of embarrassing diary, weird . I don't know if I can tell you.

I'm back. I'm just going to write it like it was. I put my finger in my hole, you know my pussy. And sort of started pushing it in and out. I wasn't even thinking about it or I wouldn't have ever done something like that I'm sure. I was careful not to push in to far of course but then I put in two fingers. WOWIE! My thumb was rubbing my clitoris, two fingers . you know . I don't know what to call it. Fingering myself. Of course. No, finger fucking. Oh boy, that sounds so dirty. But I guess that was what I was doing. And my other hand was playing with my boobies like normal. When I came it was like the best ever.

I think I might try it like that again . now . I'm feeling, you know, the way I feel

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15 Oh wow. My head is still spinning. Beer is great. Too great maybe. Jason was so good tonight. He bought me this great bracelet. See! And the beer. I think I'm a bit drunk but I don't think mum knew.

Jason took off my top and it was so good when he rubbed my nipples that I came! Wow. He didn't know though. But it was really good. Not as good as when I do it myself cause I had to you know sort of control myself so he didn't think I was weird.

Oh shit. Do you think I'm a slut. I've never heard of coming from having your nipples played with. Oh god diary, I don't want to be a slut. I'd die.

That's it. I'm going to stop masturbating and I'll stay a virgin till I'm at least 16. And I won't let Jason see my boobs again like that.

I think I'm going to be sick

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15 and 20 days I tried to stop but I can't. I just get so, I don't know, so edgy or something. Then I couldn't sleep. So I had to do it. But what I'm going to do is make sure that I only do it once . okay, like no more than 3 times a week. And I won't do it in the day ever again. Only at night.

I'm glad I have you to talk about this with dear diary.

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15 and 75 days Wow! Last night Kel and I slept over at Julie's place. Her room is downstairs, really private and she has her own TV and vid. Well apparently her parents have porno videos and she knows where they hide them. Anyway she'd snuck one out and we all watched it. It was called "Going Down on the Titanic". I thought I knew about sex but no way.

Going Down means sucking a guy off (I mean I knew that of course) and that's what the girls did to all the guys. And had normal sex of course. Julie made fun of what they were doing so Kel and I did to. But it got me so turned on that after I had to go to the bathroom and masturbate. I came within about a minute I was so excited. And then I came again! And when I masturbated I was imagining that it was me who was sucking the guys thing. Weirdo hey diary. I think Kel was turned on too because she kept getting all red. I might check her out tomorrow. I wonder if she masturbates. I reckon she does you know cause she went to the bathroom right after me and she looked kind of funny when she came out. Wow. My little sis masturbates. Wild.

The guy's thing. That looks so silly. Dick? No. Willie? Definitely not! Penis? Yuck. Cock. His cock. And they're not all the same. I thought they would be pretty much the same but they're kind of different lengths and colours and everything. Cocks. Wow I'm feeling, you know! I'm only typing with one hand because the other one is down there.

I always thought they'd look gross and that's what I said with Julie and I know that I said up there that they look silly but they look really amazing, really cool. Sort of tough . and like really interesting, you know, sexy.

I think that I must be weird. I just wrote that I think that a cock looks cool. That's it, I've got to stop this dear diary. I can't let myself become a slut. NEVER.

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15 and 190 days I'm going to pass all my exams diary! Excellent. Marcia and I found where they keep the exam papers. They're in this room next to our cheerleaders room. Today when Marcia and I were in the room by ourselves we heard talking. At first we thought it was out in the locker room but then we realised that it was coming from this other room. We put our ears up against the door and could hear a couple of teachers talking about exams and papers. So anyway there's this old door which is meant to be locked that goes from our room to this other room but it turns out that our key opens it. Well we got the history and english papers today and copied them. Tomorrow we'll get the others. This is like the way coolest thing ever. No more study!

Of course we're going to let Julie know but that's it. Only the three of us. And we'll be real careful, so we're not like all of a suddenly really brainy. We'll just do enough so that we don't have to waste all that stupid time studying. Life is cool diary, super cool.

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15 and 200 days Stoooned .. Wow .. Marcia, me and Julie. Our first joint. It was great, better than beer. But I've got to be careful. I got so loose that I almost let Dave's hand get in my pants. Just remembered to stop him in time. But felt so good that I let him rub me through my jeans and I rubbed his cock through his till he came in them. Messy! But way cool knowing I can make a guy come like that. And it feels really like interesting -his cock that is. I wanted to get it out of his pants but of course I didn't. Maybe I will next time. Who knows what will happen. Oh wow, wait till I tell Kel. She'll go ballistic!

I am sooo tired. Good tired. Sleeeeeeppppie. Nite Nite Diary. I'm going to play with me now. Heee Heee.

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15 and 297 days She did it! Marcia is no longer a virgin. She and Kyle. She just called me on her mobile but Kyle came back in before she could tell me any real gos. Have to wait till tomorrow to hear all the sexy details. Then I'll definitely let you know. Her parents are out till really late tonight at some Church thing her father does so they were able to do it in her room, not the back of his car. Kewl.

Guess that just leaves me diary. Last of the virgins! Have to wait a couple more months though. Really feel that it's important that I'm sixteen. Don't know why but Tim will just have to wait till then. At least I'll be protected by then. God I hope that the pill doesn't make me fat.

I wonder if she came. Like in the magazines women are always talking about not being able to come. That would be like so tragic, not being able to . oh shit, slut talk again. Although I guess it's okay cause you're the only person I talk to like this and you're sure not going to tell anyone else are you diary dear.

Night. Guess what I'm going to do? Yep. I am going to play with myself and think about Marcia and Kyle doing it. Wow, spinout!

Night diary.

Everything would have stayed as normal, Janet totally unaware of Richard and Richard continually fantasising about Janet if it wasn't for their parents. Being neighbours they had become good friends and every few months there was a barbecue or pool party or something like that. About a month before Richard's sixteenth birthday there was a small party at Janet's place that Richard's parents dragged him along to. Not that he minded all that much as he got to be close to Janet which now that he was reading her diary and knew about her masturbating was really interesting, even if she pretty much ignored him.

That night Janet was depressed as her current boyfriend wasn't going to be able to take her to a school dance the following week. At some point in the evening Janet's mother suggested that Richard take her which Richard's mother then backed up. For a brief second Richard thought that his birthday must be coming early as both sets of parents turned to Janet. Unfortunately Janet's response to the suggestion was to tell her mother and everyone present that there was no way she could do that.

Her words were burnt into Richard's brain. 'No way. He's not part of my crowd. It would be totally humiliating if I went with Richard. Don't you realise that all my friends would laugh at me. That's the dumbest idea mum. How could you even think it.' And then she ran up to her room in tears. There was a silence for a couple of seconds till Kelly made some lame excuse about Janet. She seemed genuinely annoyed at her sister but that didn't really help mend Richard's battered feelings. Richard managed to come up with 'I guess that was a no?' after which, as far as he could tell, everyone seemed to forget it.

But Richard didn't forget. He remained at the party for another fifteen minutes before heading home, more humiliated than he'd ever been in his life. For the rest of that night he sat at his computer plotting his revenge. It was daylight when he finally went to bed, the outline of a plan in place. He didn't know if he'd be able to pull it off but either way he was going to pay her back.

Over the next two months he continually refined the plan as he gathered the tools he hoped to use. Mostly bondage equipment, some of which he bought over the internet, some of which he made himself. He was waiting for the school holidays. His parents were going away on a second honeymoon for five weeks. Initially he was meant to go to his grandparents but after a fortnight of hinting and eventually begging they'd agreed to let him stay at home by himself. They'd be in constant email and phone contact and decided to treat it as a maturity test for him. In the meantime he knew that Janet would be home for the holidays. Normally she'd be away with her parents but this year they couldn't go because of work commitments. Kelly was going off to camp for the first three weeks but Janet hadn't wanted to do that. Richard also knew from Janet's diary that all her close friends, including her current boyfriend would be away. The timing would be perfect.

Finally the holidays arrived and on Sunday he was waving goodbye to his parents as the taxi took them to the airport. That day and evening he started his real preparation, getting everything ready for Monday morning.

Chapter 2 - Signing the Contract

From his parent's bedroom window Richard watched Janet kiss her mom goodbye as she and Janet's dad headed off to work at eight thirty. The night before he'd been able to check her diary entry after she went to bed so he knew that she was planning to spend the day at home by herself, watching tv and working on her tan. Gathering the evidence he needed for part one of his plan he headed downstairs and over to Janet's place.

As he raised his finger to the doorbell he realised that his hand was trembling which was not surprising the way his stomach was feeling. There was a moment of hesitation as his fear almost overpowered him but then he pressed, committing himself to actually doing it. As he waited he kept rehearsing what he wanted to say, but when she finally opened the door, his mind went blank and all he could do was stare.

"Oh, hi. What'd you want?"

"Ummm, I, ummm ."

He hadn't been really close to her since the party and he'd almost forgotten how really beautiful she was. And she smelt amazingly fresh, like she'd just had a shower. She had on an old loose tshirt, a pair of baggy faded shorts and was barefoot. The way the twin points of her nipples poked out at him he was sure she didn't have a bra on. It took all his strength to stop from openly staring at her tits.

"I said what do you want. Hello, anyone home?"

"Oh, yes, sorry. Um, I just need to talk to you for a couple of minutes."

"What? What about? Like I'm kind of busy Richard."

It was still happening, she was still treating him like shit. Pretending to be busy when he knew she wasn't. Well not for long, he'd make sure of that. He could feel his resolve and his anger building, driving away his nerves and fear.

"About these exam papers and a couple of other things."

"What?"

Taking a big breath and looking her straight in the eye he held out the copies of her and Marcia's emails along with copies of the exam papers.

"The exam papers that you and Marcia stole."

Frozen in place she stared at him in shock as her world turned upside down. Slowly her eyes dropped to the papers he was holding before she reached out and snatched them from him. She started rifling through them barely reading each page as she recognised the emails she and Marcia had sent back and forth. Finally she looked up at him again, trying to put it together, to work out what was happening, why he had the papers.

"Where did you . how did you .. oh shit . Richard where'd you get these."

"Umm, well I kinda hacked into Marcia's computer and, well you know."

"So, like I don't get it. What do you want?"

Suddenly it dawned on her that of course, he wanted in when school started again. She'd have to make sure that he hadn't told anyone else and make him swear not to spread it around but she was sure Marcia wouldn't be too pissed off.

"You want copies. Next term. Okay. Like I'd have to talk to Marcia but, yeah, sure."

"No, no, I don't want that. No way."

"I don't get it. What then?"

"Well, you know. You. I thought that if we could, you know go out and then, you know . do it. Then that'd be it."

Watching her eyes and face as she slowly comprehended what he really wanted was fantastic.

"It? You mean sex? With you? You want me to have sex with you?"

He just nodded at her, keeping his look as blank as he could.

"You little shit. You disgusting little shit. How dare you! I can't believe that I used to like you. You're fucked. I wouldn't have sex with you if you were the last person in the world. I wouldn't even let you touch me you jerk. How fucking dare you. How fucking dare you think you can do something like this."

Now he knew he would need all his acting skills. Dropping his eyes, he let his shoulders slump, trying to make himself look like he was feeling really awful for what he'd just done.

"Oh shit. I'm sorry. I just thought. You're right, I'm a shit. I should have known you wouldn't have sex with me. I'm sorry."

By now he was backing away.

"Please don't tell anyone about this. If you don't then I won't tell about the cheating. Okay. Please Janet."

"Okay. And you'd better not or I'll tell everyone what a shit you can be."

"I won't. And I'll give you the rest of the stuff I printed off if you promise not to tell. I'll have to get it together so if you come over in half an hour I'll have it for you."

Not waiting for a reply he turned and half ran across the lawn and through the gate to his place. Now it was up to her and he was ninety percent certain that she would come over to his house. When she did then he knew he had her and if she didn't, then at the very least he'd get back at her by actually reporting her for cheating. With luck he'd be able to convince people that he hadn't demand she have sex with him because after all she had no proof.

As she watched Richard head to his house Janet started shaking and the emails fell from her hands, fluttering to the floor. For a second she stared at them before slamming the door shut and leaning up against it, hugging herself as she tried to calm down. Eventually the shakes stopped and she was able to think clearly again. Gathering the emails up she headed to her room. First thing she had to do was delete all copies on her computer and also clear her ICQ history. There was no one she could call to talk this through or get around to support her when she went over to Richards so she'd just have to do it herself.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. How dare he, how dare that little shit even think that she'd have sex with him. When she saw him she'd really let him have it. Looking over at her alarm clock she realised that it was almost thirty minutes, time to go and get the rest of the emails he'd stolen. She was about to leave when she realised that she'd feel even tougher with him if she wore something a bit better than the tshirt and shorts she had on. Soon she was dressed and feeling her normal in command self. Slip on sandals, short skirt and one of her fav designer tshirts.

As she walked over to his house she could feel her power rising. She'd show him, really rip into him. Reaching his front door, she practically broke it down as knocked. When there was no answer after a couple of seconds, she knocked again, not stopping till he opened it. Brushing past him she stormed into the house and turned to face him.

"How fucking dare you. How fucking dare you think you could do this to me you little shit. I wouldn't even let you touch me so I'm sure not going to have sex with you. Ever. So give me that stuff and never, ever talk to me, or even look at me again. Because if you do you'll be real fucking sorry!"

She stood glaring at him, one hand on her hip, the other stretched out as she demanded the papers and computer disks he had in his hand.

"You're right, I shouldn't have done this. Here, I've written a kind of confession."

Handing her the package he waited while she glanced down and then started reading the top page.

'Mr Johnson,

In this package there are computer disks and printouts which concern Janet Sheen. I thought that I could use my knowledge about Janet's cheating which I'd learnt from reading her emails and her diary to make her have sex with me whenever I wanted. To make her my sex slave.

As well as proof of her cheating, the diary also has stories about her masturbating, watching a porno movie, getting drunk, smoking dope and what she really thinks about the people she knows.

I realise that what I was planning is wrong and I will face whatever penalty I am given for this. What Janet has done is a serious crime and the school, her school friends, her parents and others should be told so they can decide her punishment.

So I am presenting this evidence, including a full copy of her private diary with this letter.

I am also emailing a copy of her diary to our classmates. It is important that they know the full details of what she has done.'

Her diary! As she read the letter her world totally disintegrated. He'd read her diary. This was the most totally humiliating, the most devasting thing she could ever imagine. When she'd finished it she just stared at it, her neck and face burning red with embarrassment, her mind blank, not knowing what to do. Finally he broke the silence.

"So, I'm sorry, but I have to do this. It's the right thing to do. I'm not sure what they'll do to you. I guess they'll expel you and you'll probably have to repeat the year because your exams will all be disallowed. Anyway, that's your copy."

"No, no. Richard, you can't. Please."

"But like I said in the letter, I have to. It was wrong of me to think that you'd let me have sex with you but what you've done is even more wrong. And like you said, you won't even let me touch you let alone have sex with you. So I'm sending this off."

Nothing mattered, only stopping him. Anything he wanted she'd do now. Having sex with him was infinitely better than letting anyone else read what was in the diary. She was so embarrassed, so humiliated knowing that he'd read it that she couldn't even look at him. The thought that all her friend could read it was impossible to imagine let alone allow it to happen.

"What if I did it? Richard?"

He was still keeping his voice down, sounding sincere yet troubled but it was an effort to keep it like that now.

"Did what?"

"Let you have sex with me."

"You mean you'd be my sex slave."

Fighting to keep the look of total disgust off her face, as she started to realise that she needed to be a lot more careful with the way she treated him, she managed to look up at him and put on her very best smile.

"If you promise to tell no one and give me all that stuff then . I'll have sex with you. Once."

He looked at her for a moment, for the first time letting his gaze travel over her amazing body without feeling that he had to hide his interest.

"Umm, no. It would have to be more than that. Really."

"Okay, twice. You can do it twice."

"Ummm. I don't know. I really want to have sex with you but . no, I'm sorry. I don't really think it's worth it unless you agree to be my sex slave. Especially after what you said."

Turning around he picked up another package which was in a large envelope.

"Here it is. Mail for the principal. Sorry Janet."

As he moved to the door, she almost leapt at him, grabbing his arm to stop him. Any bravado was gone, replaced by fear and desperation.

"NO. Please you can't. No, it's not fair. Richard, please don't. I'm sorry about what I said. I'll make it up to you somehow. I'll pay you. I've got a few hundred dollars you can have. What about that? And you can sleep with me."

"Sorry, I don't want your money. It's not really worth it unless . you know, it's all. Sorry."

Pulling his arm free he walked out the door, heading down the path to the front gate, waiting for her to stop him again, waiting for her to completely give in. By the time he was half way to the gate he realised that he'd blown it, that she wasn't giving in. He tried to think of something else he could do but his mind was blank and an immense feeling of disappointment welled up in him. He could pretend to post it, let her suffer for a few days, or maybe he should turn around, tell her he'd changed his mind and that if she let him fuck her he'd give her the stuff back. At least that way he'd get one fuck.

The further he got from her the more her life seemed to disappear until finally she knew there was no choice. She couldn't face the world with everyone knowing what was in her diary.

"Okay . Richard? RICHARD."

For a second she thought he wasn't going to stop but then he was turning back to her.

"Yes?"

"I'll do it."

Slowly he walked back to her, his heart starting to pump with the excitement. It was going to happen. Somehow he hadn't really thought it would. To have fantasies about it were one thing but to actually have it happening, to have the most beautiful girl he knew saying she would be his sex slave was far beyond anything that he thought he could really achieve. YES! Although he wanted to leap in the air, to whoop and holler, he didn't. Control he thought, have to keep in control, have to make sure that she knows who's in charge all the time. Then he was standing in front of her again.

"You'll do what?"

She glared at him. She might have to be his 'sex slave' but she wasn't about to say it.

"You know, what you want you little shit!"

"What I want is for you to tell me exactly what you are going to be and to never call me a 'little shit'. So let's start again. What will you do?"

She still glared at him. There was no way she was going to say it. She could cope with not calling him a little shit because she'd just think that anyway but she couldn't say 'sex slave'.

"Look you know what I'll do so stop being stupid."

"Nope, I didn't think you really meant it. See ya."

Turning, he headed back down the path. This time he'd only gone a few steps when he heard her running after him. Then she was standing in front of him blocking his way.

"No, Richard, don't please. I'm sorry. I do mean it. I'll say it. Please don't go." She took a big breath. "I'll, I'll be your . your sex slave."

For what seemed like an eternity they stared at each other until finally she dropped her eyes, slumping her shoulders.

"Go back inside and wait for me."

As she walked she could feel herself trembling. He'd won and now she was going to have to do whatever he wanted. This morning she'd woken bored but feeling okay and now she was about to have sex with Richard. Unbelievable. Once inside the house she stopped, unsure where to go, hoping that he wouldn't say the bedroom. Maybe he'll tell me it was all just a stupid game she thought but when he spoke any hope of that quickly disappeared. As she heard the door close behind her it felt as if she was being locked away.

"As my slave you will call me Master. You will obey me instantly, no questions, no hesitation, no matter what I tell you. Understand?"

"Yes."

"No, you have to say 'yes Master', okay?"

"Yes Master."

"Okay. Now I printed out a kind of contract last night that I think you should sign. Just to make it official you know. Come on, it's in my room."

Walking past her he headed down the hall to his room. Over the years she'd spent lots of time in there before she'd told him she couldn't play with him anymore. It had always been a place for fun and games, but now it was a place for fear.

When she got to his room he was over by his computer, holding a piece of paper out to her. As she took the paper from him she checked out the room which was different from the last time she'd been in it. He now had a double bed and there were lots of posters of half naked girls like Pamela Anderson on the walls.

"Read it."

i janet sheen hereby agree to be the sex slave of Richard Marks, my Master, until such time as He shall tire of me. As His sex slave i will live by the following creed and rules.

1. i am a sex slave and nothing more.

2. i will not speak without my master's permission

3. my only desire is to serve, obey and please my Master.

4. i worship my Master's body.

5. i acknowledge that i am nothing more than an object - an instrument to be used by my Master for his pleasures.

6. i acknowledge that my body and mind is the property of my Master.

7. i will never again masturbate without my Master's permission.

8. i will always thank my Master for all He gives me.

9. i will never hesitate when responding to my Master.

10. i will maintain my punishment book which will list all the times i upset my Master with my disobedience and thoughtlessness.

11. i will thank my Master for the discipline and punishments i receive from Him.

12. i will always submit to my Master.

13. i shall wear the collar my Master gives me with pride for it signifies His ownership of me and my devotion to Him.

14. i will never look into the eyes of my Master without his permission.

15. my head will remain bowed and my eyes will be cast down in the presence of my Master.

16. my rightful "place" is on my knees before my Master.

17. i will always be ready to please my Master.

18. The opportunity to please my Master is very important to me and i will take every chance to do so.

19. i will never reach orgasm without my Master's permission.

20. i will tell my Master when i need to be punished and why.

21. i will tell my Master when i have been bad.

22. i must never show disrespect for my Master in any way - no matter where i am - in his presence or not.

23. The needs of my Master are more important than my own.

24. i am allowed to suggest ways to further my training or use of me as long as i address my Master properly first.

25. i will always respond fully both physically and verbally to whatever my Master does with me.

26. i must always feel and act sexual - i am a sexual being.

27. If my Master uses me to make love with - i will aggressively respond.

28. i will not date others or form a relationship with others without permission and approval from my Master. If i should have sex with others i will have it safely and will always tell my Master in detail the sex i have had.

When she finished reading it she took a second before she handed it back to him.

"You're a pyscho. I'm not fucking signing that."

"Hey, you said you'd be my slave. This just makes it sort of official."

"No way. You know what Richard? You can just get fucked! This whole thing is fucked. Okay?"

She stood there glaring at him, daring him to do anything, the anger rising once again. As he turned and put the paper back on his desk she smiled, thinking that she'd won. All she'd needed to do was be really strong.

"Okay. I guess you'd better go." He sat at his desk and started typing. "I'll just start sending the emails with your diary attached."

Her focus shifted to the screen and she realised that he had an email program up and there looked like there were dozens on names in the address book, names she recognised. She just stared, horrified at the reality of what he was planning. He was actually going to do it, to send her diary to everyone. She'd die!

"No. Richard. NO."

He stopped typing and swung back to her, the contract in his hand.

"You've got two choices. Sign or don't. I couldn't give a shit anymore. If you don't care if the world knows what a cheat you are then piss off. Otherwise sign the fucking contract. I'll give you five seconds. One, two, three, four ."

"Okay, alright, I'll sign it."

He put it back on the desk and held out a pen. Taking it from him she signed down the bottom and then he added his signature. Carefully folding it he put it away in the desk and then turned back to her.

"I want you to kneel on the floor over there, facing the bed."

The bed! She looked at him for a second, knowing she was probably going to have to do things that were far worse that kneeling on the floor. Moving over to where he'd pointed she knelt, crossing her arms protectively over her tits, sullenly waiting for him to start mauling her.

"Knees apart."

Glowering at him, she reluctantly she inched them apart.

"Further. Keep going till I tell you to stop."

Now she was starting to feel embarrassed as she pushed her knees further and further apart, unable to stop her skirt creeping up, exposing more and more of her thighs. It wasn't until her knees were almost two feet apart and her skirt was almost at the top of her thighs that he let her to stop.

"Okay, now sit back. No, not on you heels, I want your bum on the floor. Your feet should be in line with you knees. That's right. Now put your hands down on your legs like this."

She looked up at him and he had his palms flat on his thighs. Slowly she did what he said, placing her hands half way up her thighs, taking the opportunity to tug her skirt down as much as she could, glad that at least she could defy his perving a little bit.

"Pull your shoulders back. Come on stick your tits out." She hesitated, unable to do what he said, not prepared for him to talk to her like that. "Do it I said, come on slave."

She could feel her face burning as she pulled her shoulders back, pushing her boobs out, for the first time in her life feeling like they were a liability, not the asset she always considered them.

"Good, but I'll have to punish you for that later. Here write it down in your book."

He held the book out to her, almost daring her to refuse to take it.

For a second she hesitated but as far as she was concerned the book was just another of his sicko fantasies so she took it from him. And it meant that she could hunch her shoulders forward, hiding her boobs from him again. Stuff you, she thought!

"Write 'Refused to properly display my tits'."

Glaring at him she reluctantly opened the book and wrote it down.

"Good, now give me the book and put your hands back where they should be and make sure your tits are sticking out. Keep your head up but look down at the floor. Do it! Excellent. See you can be a good slave girl!"

By now his blood was pounding, his cock felt like it was going to explode and he was having trouble breathing he was so excited. She looked so sexy kneeling there with her big tits sticking out, begging to be squeezed and her skirt was so far up her beautiful thighs he could almost see her crotch. He so wanted to rip her clothes off and start fucking her on the floor, to finally find out how good it would be to have his cock inside a cunt. But he knew that it would be even better, even more satisfying if she was begging him to fuck her, if he could really make her a slave. So he stood behind her, taking some deep breaths, determined to continue with his plan.

"This is your 'at ease' position. Now put your hands behind your back. In the small of your back. Keep them open with one wrist resting on top of the other. Eyes on the floor, tits out. Good."

It looked like her hands were tied up with one resting on top of the other. The only problem now was that she was still clothed, but not for long.

"And this is your ready position. Whenever I come into a room or approach you this is the position you will instantly assume unless I tell you otherwise. Understand?"

She knew that he expected her to answer but it was really difficult to say anything to him other than fuck off. But she was still conscious of all the damming information he had about her. So she said the words, but she made sure he knew how she felt. He might be able to make her do things but she'd make sure he knew she thought he was a total arsehole.

"Yes . master."

"You know I don't like your tone. Way too much attitude. If that means you're rethinking our arrangement, you'd better tell me. Otherwise I'd suggest you learn how to show me a lot more respect or you'll be spending all your time writing down punishments. Now say it again, slave, with respect."

The panic well up in her again and this time she did her best to make him believe her.

"Yes master."

"That's much better."

He moved to the bed and sat down, facing her. This is it she thought, he's going to fuck me and for a second the tears welled up in her eyes as she realised that her virginity was going to be taken by him, that he was going to rape her.

"I should explain the importance of this position. It says that you're body is totally available to me, that it's mine to do with as I please and that you won't try to stop me. So you stay in that position till I tell you to relax and then you can go to the 'at ease' position or do whatever else I tell you to do. Like now. Now I want you to take your top off."

She knew this had to come so it was no surprise. Unclasping her hands, she tugged the t-shirt out of the waistband of her skirt and then crossing her arms over, took each side and started pulling it off over her head.

This wasn't going to be the first time that he'd seen her partly naked as he'd often watched her and her friends in their bikinis at the pool. But this was the first time it had happened in his room, it was the first time he'd been in a position where he could watch without worrying that he'd be told to stop perving.

He was transfixed as the t-shirt slowly rose up, revealing her narrow waist, cute belly button and her lightly tanned mid-riff. Then it seemed to catch on the underside of her boobs and she had to tug to get it to clear them. She was wearing a white bra that was frilly on the top and showed the swell of her boobs and lots of the cleavage. Her nipples were hidden but still obvious from the twin bumps at the front of the bra cups. All too soon the t-shirt was off and she was holding her arms across her boobs, using the t-shirt to cover them.

"Give it to me and then back to your ready position."

She reached out with the tshirt and then reluctantly put her hands behind her back, wishing now that she'd worn a sports top which would have covered her boobs a bit more.

"Oh yeah, nice tits . real nice. Now, take off the skirt, give it to me and then go back to your ready position, slave. No, you don't need to stand, I'm sure you'll be able to do it kneeling down."

There was a button and a zip at the back of the skirt that she easily undid. Then she had to push and wriggle to get it down her legs and off as she stayed kneeling on the ground. It made her boobs jiggle inside the bra and as she bent over he got a real good look at the valley between her boobs. Then his focus went to between her legs where a pair of pale blue panties were covering her cunt. They looked faded, old and had a lacey trim. The most exciting thing was the strands of blonde pubic hair that were peeking out on one side.

As she struggled to pull the skirt over her feet, her sandals became caught up in it and were pulled off, falling to the floor behind her. She held out the skirt and when he took it she resumed the position. Now, with her skirt off and her legs spread wide she really felt exposed and vulnerable. As she stared at the floor she saw where her pubic hair was showing and she felt her face flush as she hoped he wouldn't notice. Vain hope, she knew because she had no doubt that soon he'd be demanding that she take off her panties.

"Let's see, what next? Bra or panties? Bra I think. I want to see your tits."

She brought her hands up to the catch at the back of her bra and suddenly she was shaking and the tears started rolling down her cheeks as, through her sobs, she begged him and brought her hands around, covering her breasts and bringing her knees together.

"Please Richard, please don't do this. You can't. It's not right. Please. I can't do it. Richard."

She looked up at him, her cheeks wet and her big, beautiful blue eyes now red from her tears, as she pleaded with him. And he felt his cock getting even harder as he realised how much power he really had over her. Even if he wanted to stop, his cock wasn't going to let him. More than ever he wanted to break her, wanted to humiliate her for the way she'd treated him over the last three years.

He didn't say anything, just stared at her and eventually she dropped her eyes as she managed to control her sobbing. Now she knew that this wasn't going to stop, and she felt exhausted and wanted to collapse and roll into a tiny ball.

He wasn't sure what to do next, either get her back in position or get her to write in the punishment book. Probably best to do the punishment book first.

"Here. I think you have a few things to enter. Take it!"

Reaching out she took the book, opening it up, holding the pen ready to write.

"Refused to show tits to my master . spoke to my master without permission . didn't show proper respect when talking to my master . didn't stay in my ready position. tried to hide my tits from master with my arms . Okay that probably covers it."

Because he had to wait between each punishment for her to write it down, it was taking quite a long time and he was getting impatient to get on with it, impatient to actually fuck her. But just as he was about to take the book back from her he realised there was one more and he knew just what the punishment would be for it.

"I almost forgot. Write down, tried to hide cunt from my master."

Her hand was shaking again as she wrote the last one down. Cunt. It wasn't a word she used and certainly not one she'd ever written.

"Give me the book. Now get in position. Your legs were further apart than that weren't they. Better. Come on stick your tits out. Okay, now this time I want you to ask me for permission to take off you bra."

There was a moment of confusion where she almost started taking off the bra before she realised what he'd said. Then she almost panicked as she tried to work out what to say.

"Umm, can I take off my bra . master."

It wasn't a very convincing ask and she'd almost forgotten to say master, but he didn't want to waste any more time with her writing down punishments at the moment.

"Not very convincing. So if you don't want me to fucking rip if off for you try again slave. Try to fucking convince me that you really want it off!"

It was the first time he'd raised his voice and suddenly she was scared.

"Please master, please let me take off my bra for you."

"Okay slave, take it off."

Her hands moved up and undid the clasp and she peeled the straps down her arms, letting a male see her breasts for only the second time. Her left hand went behind her back again as she held the bra out to him with her right hand.

He took the bra from her, barely registering that she was keeping herself in the ready position. He was in heaven, staring at her perfect globes, better than anything he'd ever seen in magazines or on the net. They were so big he'd expected them to drop down, hang low but they didn't sag at all, defying gravity as they sat high on her chest, tanned across the top and white underneath. And the nipples were dark red and looked thick, sitting out from the slightly lighter aureoles, staring straight at him, practically begging him to suck and bite them. The aureoles were really amazing, like little mounds that sat on top of her tits. He wasn't sure how long he sat there, her bra in one hand, awestruck by her tits. Finally his gaze dropped down to her crotch.

"Take off the panties."

There was no hesitation this time and she was obviously learning as she struggled to pull them off and stay in her kneeling position. She did have to bring her knees together to get them off but as soon as they cleared her feet she spread her knees, once again holding her hand out for him to take the clothing form her.

It was impossible to see anything more than her pubic hair as she took them off but once they'd gone and she was spreading her legs again, he got his first view of live pussy. Her blonde pubic hair was sparse and looked like it was very fine. There was a sort of tuft of it and then below that were her cunt lips. The most exciting thing was her inner lips which as her legs opened, peeked through, sort of a coral red colour and crinkled.

She had never been so embarrassed, so humiliated in her life as he just stared at her, looking at her most private part. Finally he stood up but instead of coming to her he went over to his desk. When he came back, she could see that he had some kind of leather strap that he held out to her, waiting for her to take it before he sat back down on the bed.

"Here. This goes round your neck. Make sure you lock it. It's your slave collar and I'm the only one with the key."

It was made from soft black leather, was about an inch wide and had six rings on it as well as a tiny padlock on the clasp. Wrapping it round her neck she easily locked it in place, once more thinking how stupid this all was, even in the midst of her embarrassment.

He sat there, staring at her as she put the collar on, fascinated with the way her breasts flattened slightly as her hands went behind her head and then rounded out again as she resumed her ready position. He knew he should get on with it, that he should fuck her, but something kept holding him back. Suddenly he realised what it was. For at least the last three years he'd be jerking off with fantasies of Janet and they weren't just about fucking her, they were about her begging him, about her submitting to him completely. But she wasn't ready for that yet. Even if she did beg, she'd only be pretending. He knew he'd have to push her a lot further before she really started to submit to him.

"Okay, crawl over here and suck my cock. Show me what a great cocksucker you are!"

It was happening! Sex. And not just normal sex. She looked up at him, almost in shock at his words and once again the tears started flowing and before she could stop herself she was begging him to let her go.

"Please don't. Richard, please. I can't. Please I just want to go home. I'm sorry that I cheated."

He let her blubber for a few minutes, enjoying the spectacle of her jiggling tits as she knelt there, wiping the tears from her eyes. Finally she stopped and only the sound of her heavy breathing filled the room. He got up from the bed and went to his desk, returning with a nine foot lead. She jerked her head as he clipped it onto one of the rings on her collar but she didn't try to stop him.

"After that little outburst I think that it's time for your first punishment session. Come on slave."

Chapter 3 - Learning the Hard Way

Heading for the door, he didn't give her time to stand, forcing her to scramble up to avoid falling over. As he led her from his bedroom down the hall and into the family room, he knew she was trying covering her tits and cunt with her arms and hands. Later he'd deal with that and teach her how to walk around naked but for now he wanted to make sure he got her in position for her punishment before she realised what was happening.

Stopping under the heavy wooden beam that ran along the roof, he tugged down on the lead.

"Get down. Quickly, into your ready position slave."

She did as he ordered, almost feeling a comfort in the position. At least kneeling down like this meant he couldn't have sex with her she thought. He unclipped the lead and held out a piece of black material.

"This is a blindfold. I want you to put it on. Now!"

Taking it from him she reluctantly put it over her eyes. The eye covers were padded and there was a small lock that she clicked shut at the back of her head. As she let go of it and started to bring her hands back behind her, the panic welled up. Now she felt even more naked and for the first time she started to feel scared. Before she could do or say anything though he was ready with the next step.

"Hold you left arm out in front of you."

"Oh."

She'd tentatively reached out and he'd held her forearm. Then he was putting something around her wrist.

"Other arm."

The procedure was quickly repeated but she had no idea what it was around her wrists.

"Stand up. Put your right arm up in the air. Now you left arm."

As she lifted each arm up, he easily secured them to the ropes that were hanging from the beam above her. At the moment her hands were only held at head height but he'd fix that eventually. Before then he needed her silenced and he had just the thing for that, a special gag. It was a rubber ball with a strap on it that, like the blindfold, could be locked at the back of the person's head. What made it special was the small air pump that was attached to it. The ball was fairly small which made it easy to get into someone's mouth. Once it was in, a couple of squeezes on the pump and the ball expanded, filling their mouth completely. Of course he hadn't used it on anyone yet except to test it on himself, but he was confident that it would silence most of her screams. When he'd fantasised about whipping her it was always the sound of her first scream that worried him. He knew that after the first one he'd be okay, but he need to have her silenced at least for the first time.

It, and all the other things he'd bought over the last few weeks were expensive and really stretched his limited financial resources but he was now starting to see the payoff.

By now she was getting really nervous about what he was doing. She knew that by his stupid rules she wasn't meant to talk without permission but she had to, she really had to tell him to stop it, let him know how much he was scaring her, appeal to him somehow.

Unfortunately the moment when she opened her mouth to speak was just as he was about to tell her to open it anyway so before she could say anything there was some strange thing in her mouth. Shaking her head as she tried to push it out with her tongue but before she could do anything it was getting bigger and then it was filling her mouth completely, flattening her tongue.

The diameter of the ball gag was now bigger than her lips could stretch so until he let the air out, there was no way she could get rid of it. He smiled to himself as she started making inarticulate grunts, twisting her head about, ineffectually trying to get rid of the ball. He realised that he didn't really need to secure the gag but he did anyway, stepping behind her to lock it off alongside the blindfold lock. Almost there he thought, only her feet left to secure and then she was totally his, gagged, blindfolded and tied up!

For her feet he had ankle cuffs that had ropes running to the opposite walls where they were tied off. Crouching down he grabbed her left ankle and pulled it sideways towards the first cuff. He almost couldn't do it, the touch of her skin against his hand was so magical he hesitated, wanting to run his hand up her leg. Then she futilely tried to resist him and that was enough to keep him going and he quickly secured her. Moving to her right ankle, he had to drag her foot across the floor, till her feet were almost four feet apart before he was able to secure the second ankle cuff.

As he stood back to examine his work his work he felt a rush of adrenaline and almost had to sit down it was so overpowering. It was the most exciting, sexiest sight he'd ever seen, a million times more exciting than any fantasy he'd ever had. He had her, the girl of his dreams, naked except for the collar, ball gag, blindfold and cuffs on her ankles and wrists, secured totally helpless in the middle of the room.

When he'd spread her feet apart her body had been lowered closer to the floor and now her elbows were level with her shoulders which is just how he'd hoped she'd end up. This meant that her boobs were still full on her chest, not flattened out as he thought they'd probably have been if he'd pulled her arms up to tightly. Her legs were stretched, the muscles clearly showing, leading up to her beautiful cunt mound and her stomach, almost concave from the position she was in.

But it was her nipples that drew him, like magnets begging him to touch them, to finally feel their perfection and he moved closer, reaching out till he captured them between his finger and thumb. She grunted and tried to pull away which pissed him off, but there was nowhere to go and he held on, marveling at their thickness and the rubbery feel as he started gently twisting and tugging them. They seemed bigger than when she'd first taken off her bra, probably from fear he thought, not being foolish enough to imagine that she was getting turned on. They were certainly bigger than he'd expected they would be.

"You tried to pull away then. Naughty slave. Never pull away when your master wants to play with your nipples. You know why? Because if you do then I might just have to do this."

And he started applying pressure, squeezing harder and harder as he twisted her nipples till it felt like he was going to tear them off her breasts. She screamed louder than she ever screamed in her life but only a muffled sound came through the gag as she thrashed about, desperately trying to escape the pain.

For at least a minute he kept it up, clamping down as tightly as he could, twisting as hard as he could, distorting her tit flesh. He could see fresh tears coming out from under her blindfold and from the tortured sounds that escaped from her gag and the way she vainly tried to pull her nipples free of his hands he had no doubt that the pain was excruciating. And he loved it, loved the fact that he was actually starting to pay her back for the years of humiliation and rejection.

Finally he released the pressure and stepped back.

"I hope that you're a quick learner because you're going to be in a lot more pain next time you try something like that slave."

He was tempted to reach down and play with her pussy but decided that could wait another half hour. Because now he really wanted to get on with her punishment, really wanted to push her so far that she willingly do anything that he demanded.

Behind her, in a box against the wall was his collection of whips. He'd been gathering them for a while now but this was the first time he'd be using them on a body and not just pretending with pillows and things. The first one he had decided to use was a simple riding crop which he swished through the air as he moved back to stand behind her. He checked the punishment book and quickly marked down how many strokes each item would receive. Single strokes for speaking without permission, not calling him master and not staying in position. She'd broken each of those rules twice so that meant six strokes on her bum.

As he lined up for the first stroke he almost forgot about what he was planning as he became transfixed by the sight of her perfect arse. Her legs and back were tanned but her arse was white and he decided he preferred her like that. It made her arse cheeks stand out so beautifully. There were these twin globes, like bubbles that seemed to be begging to be grabbed, to have his fingers sink into them. Begging to have his cock ram between them as he would do eventually. But first the punishment.

"You're getting one stroke for each of the following slave. You spoke without permission two times, moved from your ready position without permission two times and there were two time when you didn't show me proper respect and address me as your master. You have been a very bad slave and so I have to punish you!"

She had no idea what he was talking about and was turning her head to where his voice was coming from when her bum erupted with pain. She screamed into her gag, trying to pull away as fresh slices of pain rained down on her behind.

As each stroke landed, her body jerked, straining against her bonds and a white stripe would appear where the crop landed which almost immediately turned red as the blood rushed to the surface. Although he was pretty sure from the way she was jerking around and groaning that it was hurting her, he wasn't really hitting very hard. He didn't want to cause any serious damage, certainly didn't want to risk cutting her. Not that it wasn't tempting to really lay into her! Instead though he concentrated on finding a different part of her bum for each stroke. The first one was straight across her bum, then one on each arse cheek. Next he brought the crop down in an overhead swing across the top of her bum then reversed, bringing it up from under, catching her in the crease between her bum and the tops of her thighs. The way she leapt in the air, this one must have really hurt. Finally he stood directly behind her and struck so that just the flap on the end of the crop swiped across each cheek.

It took a while before Janet registered that he'd stopped hitting her. Her arse was still on fire, but the sudden stabs of pain that happened each time he hit her had stopped. She tried to control her sobbing, praying that he wouldn't hit her any more, afraid that she'd go crazy with the pain if he did.

But he was only finished with the crop, not with the punishment. That had a long way to go and now he was going to try a small whip that was called the tenderiser. It had a handle that was about twelve inches long and then there were 20 thin strips of soft leather, each about eighteen inches long. This time his target was her tits and he wasn't going to warn her so he was as quiet as possible as he positioned himself in front of her. Holding the whip out to the side, he lined it up with her left tit mound and swung but at the last moment he brought his arm down and lashed her stomach instead.

Again she screamed, the sound muffled in her throat as her stomach exploded in strips of red hot pain. It was worse then the pain in her arse, it felt like her stomach was being burnt. As she hopelessly tried to break free it kept raining down on her from one side to the other, two, three, four, five, six strokes before it stopped.

While he whipped her he tried to work out why he hadn't whipped her boobs as he'd planned. After all he'd fantasised about whipping her tits for long enough. Finally he realised he'd been scared that he'd damage them and the thought of really damaging her gorgeous tits was too much. But as he whipped her stomach he could see that the whip wasn't going to scar her, certainly not if he didn't use too much force.

"That's six strokes for refusing to suck my cock slave. Next time you'd better be willing to prove what a good cock sucker you are or I'll whip you a hundred times. Now what else do I have to punish you for?"

Pulling out the punishment book, he held it up to her head and rustled the pages so she'd think he was looking through it.

"Oh yes, here it is, you seemed to think that I shouldn't see your big tits. I've got one, two . four offences listed here. I reckon two strokes each. Total of eight lashes on your tits I think. Now this one I'm told will really hurt!"

She couldn't believe that he was going to do it. She begged and begged him not to but all that came out were muffled grunts. This nightmare just kept getting worse and worse. And then the pain started again.

Once more he lined up her left tit and this time he connected. The strands of the whip looked like they were caressing her tit as they struck, pushing it towards its twin with the force of the blow before it wobbled back. After the first lash he had to pause, catching his breath from the excitement, tensing his groin to stop from coming as he watched the red stripes starting to come out on her beautiful tit. Six time he lashed her tits alternating sides before he stepped back half a pace to line up the last two strokes. These lashes barely touched her, flicking over her tits, but they ripped at her nipples, sending barbed pain deep into her tits.

"Okay one more punishment to go before we get to your daily punishment for being a cheat. The way I'm going to work your cheating punishment is that I'll just repeat all the other punishments for the day. So let's see, that means six plus twelve plus four plus two . twenty two more lashes. And of course the next two that you're going to get for trying to hide your cunt from me. And guess where I'm going to have to whip you for that slave!"

Through the daze of pain and shock she heard him but didn't comprehend what he meant till the pain hit her again. Twice he brought the whip up between her spread legs, lashing the tops of her thighs and digging it into her tender cunt flesh. As each lash struck home she jerked crazily against her bonds hopelessly trying to escape. The strands of the whip curled through her pussy, spreading the lips apart, reaching back to sting her arse hole. As she silently screamed she felt as though her life must be over, unable to even think how she'd be able to live through another twenty two lashes. She was sure that her flesh must be ripped, bleeding by now as her whole body ached from the punishment.

Although he'd been planning to match her punishment for cheating against all the other punishments he gave her, as he looked at her beautiful body, now laced with red stripes he started to worry that another 20 lashes might be too much. He knew he'd enjoy doing it, but there was no way he wanted to risk scarring her or anything like that. But he'd said he was going to keep whipping her and he knew instinctively that to keep the upper hand he couldn't back down. Then he thought of how he could do a trade. Reduce the whipping if she was willing to humiliate herself which would work out even better, would be even more of a turn on if she did what he had in mind. Stepping up to her he grasped her jaw.

"Now the idea of the punishment is to help you learn how a slave should act. Do you think you've learnt that?"

She desperately nodded her head, trying to say yes, wanting him to know that she'd do anything he asked if he stopped hurting her.

"Good. At least I think that was a yes. It's a bit hard to hear you properly with the gag in your mouth. And you won't try to hide your tits from me will you? Good. Or your cunt? Excellent. What about sucking my cock? Are you ready to prove that you're a cocksucker? Good. Then I guess that it's time to get on with the rest of your punishment."

He let go of her jaw and walked around her, letting the tension grow knowing she was waiting fearfully for the whipping to continue.

"Tell you what, I'm willing to reduce the next punishment to let's say four lashes if you really prove to me that you're learning to be a good slave. What I'll do is give you ten minutes to think about this. At the end of ten minutes I'll take the gag out and when I do that I'll expect you to thank me for taking my time to whip a worthless slave like you. To tell me how much you want to suck my cock, to swallow my cum. Like in that video Going Down on the Titanic. Remember the one? You wrote about watching it in your diary, didn't you?"

She'd been so worried about the cheating that she'd forgotten about the other things in her diary. And the video wasn't all she realised, her despair growing even more. She'd also written in her diary about masturbating and the fantasies she used when she masturbated.

"Then you'll beg me to whip you four more times for cheating. Anywhere I want, your cunt, your tits, your arse, anywhere. And after I've done that you'll thank me because you deserve to be whipped. Okay, you have ten minutes to make up your mind. And from now on I expect you to talk dirty, real dirty. Like a slut, the sluttiest that you can imagine, slave. Oh, and by the way, if you agree to this but don't do it properly, I'll have to tie you back up and whip you till I'm too exhausted to continue."

Four more lashes, that's all she'd have to put up with. In her mind, there was no question about what she'd do. She'd talk as dirty as she could, say anything he wanted her to say to avoid the pain of the whipping he'd just given her. As she waited she tried to remember what she had to do and even rehearsed in her mind what to say to keep him happy.

Meanwhile he'd gone to find his father's digital camera. It was top of the range equipment and he soon had twenty explicit snaps of Janet. He was careful not to get anything in the photos that might give away where they were taken because he wanted to post them on the internet. With these photos and the ones he'd be able to take in the days ahead, he reckoned he'd quickly become a legend of the newgroups.

Finally he was ready. It had been more like fifteen minutes by the time he stood in front of her again.

"Okay slave, I'm going to take out your gag off now so you can tell me which it will be. Two choices. Twenty two lashes or you start proving to me what a great sex slave you can be."

Moving behind her he unlocked the gag then, back in front of her again, he released the small valve, allowing the ball in her mouth to deflate so he could pull it out.

"Okay slave, what it's to be?"

At first she couldn't speak her mouth was so stiff and dry from the gag which she'd had in for almost an hour. She worked her jaw, taking big swallow till finally she could speak.

"I'll do what you want . master."

She almost forgotten to call him master and she tensed, half expecting him to hit her. But he didn't register that, all he heard was the amazing submissive tone in her voice. He'd done it, he'd turned her from an up herself bitch to a slave, willing to do whatever he wanted.

"Oh."

He hadn't hit her, he was holding her nipples again and she just managed to control her impulse to pull back at the unexpected touch. She waited for him to squeeze them, to continue torturing her but all he did was lightly rub his thumbs over the tips, sending a shiver through her body.

"You know what I want slave. Thank me."

"Yes master. Thank you for whipping me. For punishing me."

His insides did a somersault as he listened to her. Her voice had changed so much, the "fuck you" attitude was gone and it really sounded like she meant what she was saying. This was more than he'd ever believed possible, this was really like living the fantasy where she actually became his submissive sex slave. It was intoxicating and now that he knew he could do and say anything to her he wanted more.

"You're a worthless slave aren't you?"

"Yes master."

"No, say it, say you're a worthless slave."

There was no hesitation, she really wanted to please him, to keep him from hurting her anymore.

"I'm a worthless slave master."

"And you want me to let you suck my cock and swallow my come don't you slave?"

"Yes master."

He started squeezing her nipples again.

"Ahhh, hurts . please master, master, please let me suck you cock, let me swallow your come. Please let me suck you off, please master. Ahhhh. Oh, please I want to suck you, I really do. I really want to suck you cock, I want your come. Oh, oh, thank you, thank you master."

Reluctantly he let go of her nipples, secure though in the knowledge that he could play with them any time he wanted. He crouched down, staring at her cunt as he released her ankles from the cuffs. He really wanted to sink his fingers into her cunt. But he wanted her cunt to be wet, wet and hot, the first time and he couldn't see any wetness yet. So he decided to wait. Maybe she'd get wet when she sucked him he thought. If not, he'd just have to use the lubricant he'd bought.

She brought her legs together, relieved to at least be able to hide herself "down there" from him. She waited, hopefully, for him to release her hands but he wasn't finished with the whipping yet.

"Beg me to whip you again."

"Please whip me master."

"I hope you haven't forgotten what I said earlier. Where do you want me to whip you? Hey? Because if you don't ask me properly it won't be four lashes, I'll double it."

"No, no, I'm sorry. I want you to whip me everywhere. Please master, please whip me anywhere you want . my back, my bum, legs, stomach . my, my tits . my . my cunt ."

"That's better. After each lash I want you to thank me and tell me how many there are left."

He didn't wait for her to reply, lashing her across her stomach.

"Ahhhh .. thank you master . three more."

He whipped her across her shoulders, the back of her thighs and finally across her heaving tits. Each time she cried out and each time she thanked him.

"Ahhhh .. thank you master."

"Now I'll uncuff your hands. And I'll expect you to kneel down in your ready position."

When he released the cuffs she sank to the floor, kneeling as ordered, hands behind her while he fiddled at the back of her head, releasing the blindfold. As it came off she blinked at the light, momentarily blinded before she fearfully looked down at her body, expecting to see it bloody and bruised. Her relief when all she saw were the faded red splotches was so strong that she almost wanted to thank him.

Now he really was ready to come in her for the first time he thought as he sat on the couch a few feet from her.

"Crawl to me slave."

It just kept getting worse, more degrading, more humiliating but she knew she had no choice. If he told her to crawl then she'd have to crawl and so she did, her boobs hanging down, swaying as she crawled across the floor till her hands were at his feet.

"Ready position."

As she resumed the position, he lifted his right foot and rested it on the slope of her left tit.

"Take it off."

She hurriedly complied, glad to be able to lift the shoe off her breast as she unlaced it and put it on the floor.

"And the sock."

Once that was off he repeated the procedure with his left foot, first taking the time to scrape it over her tit.

"Take off my jeans slave, then my underpants, then start sucking!"

With shaking hands she reached up to his belt buckle and tugged it open. As she was doing that he was undoing his shirt buttons, tugging his shirt out of his jeans and pulling it off. The button on his jeans was next and then she was pulling down the zip, revealing his underpants and the hard pole hidden inside them. By now it was sitting upright, tenting his underpants which had a wet stain at the top from his pre-cum. She managed to avoid touching the bulge but she couldn't stop staring at it as she tugged at his jeans, trying to pull them down. He helped by lifting his bum and then they were off.

Forcing herself to keep going she took the waistband of his underpants in her hands and started tugging them down, her head now bowed, avoiding looking at his cock as she felt it spring free from his underpants. She dropped his underpants on the ground and taking a big breath lifted her head up. There it was, somehow even bigger than she'd thought it would be. It grew menacingly out of his blonde pubic hair, his ball sack at the base and then the long thick pole. It was fascinating and she knew that she had to start sucking now before she lost her nerve.

Her lips puckered as she leant closer and he felt their wet touch as she kissed his cock, pressing against his shaft, just under the head. Pulling back a fraction her tongue came out, pink and wet and he was sure his heart missed a dozen beats as she actually licked the shaft with the tip of her tongue. A shiver ran through his body and for one dangerous moment he though he was going to come then and there but he somehow held off.

She hesitated for a moment, absorbing the fact that it hadn't tasted revolting, well at least not yet. In the video, the girls did lots of kissing and licking before they took the guys things in their mouths but she knew that if she didn't actually take it in her mouth now she wouldn't be able to later and then he'd hurt her again. Lifting her head up over the top of his thing she opened her mouth as wide as she could and descended.

He was disappointed that she didn't keep licking his cock but he wasn't about to complain as she prepared to actually take his aching cock in her virgin mouth. This is it he thought as his cock was swallowed up by her mouth. Her lips brushed over his cockhead sending shivers though his body and then they were wrapped around the shaft.

It was better than anything he'd ever imagined he thought as he wrapped his hands through her hair, holding her by the ears and slowly starting to saw her mouth back and forward, fucking her face with his cock. His ultra sensitive cockhead was rubbing across the roof of her mouth, the underside was pushing over her tongue and her beautiful lips were massaging the shaft.

He'd only lasted a dozen strokes when his whole body started shaking and his balls tightened.

"Oh fuck, here it comes. Suck me, suck me, suck my come! Of fuck!"

Pulling her head down he erupted, pulse after glorious pulse of his come flooding her mouth. He was vaguely aware that she'd stopped sucking but that was unimportant. All he cared about was the overpowering sensation of his first orgasm with a girl. It was better than the best handjob, far better than anything he'd imagined. It had to be the ultimate sensation.

After the first couple of spurts he started working her face on his cock again, using her lips to massage the remaining come from his cock as the shudders of pure pleasure continued to rock his body with each spurt.

"Yes, yes, oh yes! Suck my cock! Suck all the come from my balls!"

She started sucking again and as she did the come that had collected in her mouth slid down her throat into her stomach. She shuddered as she realised what she'd done, actually swallowed come from his cock, from the same hole that he pissed out of. For a second she thought she would gag but she controlled herself and managed to keep sucking as more and more of the stuff spurted out. It tasted salty and sort of strong. But not awful like she'd been expecting. In fact the taste was sort of nice she thought as yet another load came out, this time escaping her mouth and rolling down her chin.

"Oh yeah, fucking shit! That looks so sexy. My come on your face!"

More come dribbled out the other side of her mouth as he continued pumping his cock in her face, till her chin was decorated with creamy white trails. Finally the spurts slowed and he stopped working his cock in her mouth, content to let her continue to suck on it as he stayed still, looking down, still fascinated at the sight of half his cock disappearing into her face, her lips extended out and her cheeks hollowed from the effort of her sucking. One last tremor shook his body and the final gob of come came out.

He wanted to tell her how good it was, that it was the absolute best, most pleasurable experience he'd ever had, but he didn't, figuring that this was only the beginning, that if he pushed her, it could only get better. By now his cock was starting to feel sensitive so he pulled her mouth off and then pulled her face into his groin, rubbing his wet cock along her cheek and nose, pushing into her left eye.

"Well I hope you can do better than that next time slave or I'll have to punish you. You're cocksucking technique needs a lot of work."

He stayed like that for a couple of minutes, moving her face against his cock, smearing the come that had dribbled onto her chin over her cheek. Slowly his breathing returned to normal and finally he pushed her head away, before he picked up her lead and reattached it to her collar. Her eyes were down, staring at the floor as he took in her face

"You know you look great like that, with my come all over your face. Suits you. Okay slave, back to my bedroom."

As he stood she started to rise but he put his hand on the top of her head.

"No, slave . you don't walk. You crawl like a dog. Come on, heel!"

Chapter 4 - The Very First Time

There was no thought of refusing as he headed off. All her energy went into keeping up with him as she crawled on her hands and knees, following him to the door, although she did manage to wipe her face a couple of times, getting the worst of his come off her. At the door he let her through first so he could get a good look at her as she crawled along the hall and into his room. The best thing had to be the way her big tits swayed obscenely beneath her although the sight of her bum with her puckered arsehole seeming to wink up at him was a close second. Then they were back in his room and he was unclipping the leash.

"Get on the bed."

She didn't dare stand up. Instead she crawled onto the bed, not sure what to do, only sure that he was now going to finally rape her. She knelt on the bed, facing away from him, waiting for his next order.

He almost told her to lie down on her back so he could climb between her legs and finally fuck her but still he hesitated. Suddenly he remembered one of his favourite internet sex stories and he knew what he had to do first.

"Lie down on your stomach. Come on, do it."

She hesitated, scared that he was maybe going to hit her again, but then she did as ordered, her face on the pillow.

Joining her on the bed, he knelt alongside her shoulders, just staring at her. It came over him like a wave, how beautiful she was, and at the moment it was only her back he was looking at. Her face was turned away from him, her silky blonde hair spread across the pillow and her upper back. Then there was the outline of her ribcage, gently rising and falling with her breath, her narrow waist, the amazing smooth swell of her arse cheeks and finally her tightly clenched legs with the promise of what was between them. Reaching out with his right hand he let his fingertips brush lightly over her shoulders, moving her hair aside. Her skin felt soft, firm and electric as he started exploring every bump, every hollow, every inch of her back.

For the first few minutes she was tense, expecting him to hurt her again. Finally she started to relax and immediately wished she hadn't. Not because of anything new he did but because as she relaxed she couldn't stop enjoying his hands caressing and massaging her back. She'd had a couple of massages last year after she'd pulled a muscle in her back at cheerleading practice but they were nothing like this. His touch kept changing, sometimes digging into her muscles and then so light it almost tickled.

"Ohhh."

It took her a second to realise that it was her muffled moan as his hands brushed over her bum sending goosebumps all over her body.

Richard was as surprised as her when she moaned. First he thought it must have been because her bum was still sore from being whipped so he didn't linger on her bum, not yet, but moved down to her legs. Turning his hands over he ran the backs of his nails down each leg, starting at the tops of her beautiful thighs, over her knees and down her slim calves before reversing his course, on the return sliding his fingers along the inside of her thighs. He kept going changing the pressure and direction as he caressed her legs, now trying to work out if she was actually getting turned on.

Playing with her like this was a huge turn on for him and it hadn't occurred to him that she might also get turned on. Sure in the sex stories he read the girl always got turned on but he hadn't thought that it would happen in real life, not after he'd whipped her. That was one of the reasons he's made sure he had plenty of lubricant, in case she was too dry when he actually fucked her.

Then, as he kept caressing her beautiful legs he realised she was moving, almost imperceptibly but moving all the same and her legs weren't clamped together as much, they'd parted fractionally.

She managed to stop herself moaning again but she couldn't stop the heat that was building up in her body nor could she stop herself from starting to squirm. And the most horrible thing was that she didn't want him to stop. In fact she wanted his hand to come up between her legs, to touch her there where the itch was becoming almost unbearable.

"Ohhhhh."

This time he knew the moan, which came when he leant over and kissed the perfect globe of her left arse cheek, wasn't from pain. He was kissing her arse! And her skin as so smooth against his lips, like silk. Then he caught the scent, the same heavenly smell he'd found on his fingers after Sally Jaksa let him finger her at a party last year. Maybe it was happening he thought, maybe she was getting turned on. He kept kissing her smooth arse, licking across it and taking it in his mouth and gently biting down. At the same time his hands continued caressing her legs, moving constantly. Slowly his head travelled lower, leaving a trail of kisses and licks along her smooth thighs as one hand moved up to her arse and started squeezing the resilient globes.

The next fifteen minutes were like a trance as he kissed and licked and caressed her arse and legs, his senses almost overpowered by the scent coming from her cunt. The squirming became increasingly obvious and each time his hands moved over the inside of her legs they parted further. Eventually he ran his hands from her ankles along the inside of her calves and right up the inside of her thighs applying the slightest pressure. As he did this her legs seemed to drift apart till he could clearly see the crinkled ring of her arse hole and the lips of her cunt. The outer cunt lips were parted allowing her amazing pink inner cunt lips to show. And they were wet, there was no double about that the way they glistened in the light. He reached down to touch her cunt, to finally slip a finger into her but just before touching her he stopped. Not yet. He wanted to see her face the first time he fingered her.

"Roll over."

At first he didn't think she was going to obey and he could feel his anger starting to rise but then she started moving, legs closing as she slowly turned over till she was once again completely exposed to him. Her eyes were shut, arms against her side, hands clenched and legs together as she lay on her back looking breathtakingly beautiful. Reaching up he carefully moved the pillow away so she was completely flat and then he kissed her, letting his lips brush against hers to start with.

She wasn't expecting the kiss, not on her lips at least and she didn't know how to respond. It was stupid, but even after what he'd already done and what she knew he was going to do to her, to kiss him seem so personal, so intimate and so like giving in to him that she did nothing, even when his tongue pushed through her lips and brushed her clenched teeth. Then his lips were gone.

Not wanting to break the mood he kept his voice low, almost a whisper.

"When I kiss you, kiss me back slave or I'll punish you again."

This time as his lips brushed hers, her tongue came out and pushed into his mouth. For the next five minutes only their lips touched as they explored each other's mouths. He actually forgot about the rest of her he was so engrossed in this first real kiss. Finally though he started caressing her again, starting with her face and slowly working his way down, exploring every inch of her body.

For Janet, the most humiliating thing was that she couldn't stop herself from responding, from getting turned on. She kept telling her self that he was forcing her, but she couldn't stop the voice inside that kept saying if she was really a good girl then she wouldn't be getting turned on. And not just by the kiss. The gentle way he was touching her body was exciting her, leaving little tingling trails all over her. Finally he stopped kissing her and she thought that she might be able to control herself again.

"Ahhhh."

Her eyes sprang open as the most amazing, exciting, shivering sensation rippled over her left breast. His mouth was covering her nipple, sucking it while his tongue licked around it and flicked over the top. For a second their eyes locked and he smiled at her. Then he moved to her other nipple as she turned her head away in shame. He knew. Knew that she was getting turned on, knew what a slut she really was.

Power. He had power over her body . no this was really power over her mind if he could turn her on after making her agree to be his slave and even whipping her. And it wasn't her body anymore anyway, it was his now and he could do whatever he wanted with it. Lifting his mouth from her nipple he looked down at her tits. For years he'd been dreaming of them, desperately trying to get a look at them, wanting to know what they felt like and tasted like and now he could do anything he wanted with them. Somehow he knew that the time would come when he'd need to punish them again but for now all he could do was worship them, two perfect globes capped by the most amazing nipples.

Reaching out he started caressing the base of her tits with his finger with an almost feathery touch, running slow circles around them, slowly spiraling up. Just before he got to the nipples he went down again, increasing the pressure. Time after time he did it sort of teasing himself, watching in awe as her nipples grew redder and even bigger. Eventually he couldn't hold back any longer and his fingers circled around her nipples which were still slippery from his saliva.

"Ahhhh."

It had become torture waiting for him to reach her nipples again and when he did the rush of pleasure was so strong she couldn't stop the gasp or the subsequent whimper as he took each nipple between his thumb and finger and started gently twisting them.

Richard was in heaven, her nipples had to be amongst the most amazing things he'd ever known. Longer and thicker than he'd ever imagined they'd be, they were like little round rubbers. And her boobs were so beyond description that he knew he'd be able to play with them for hours. Leaving one nipple he grasped her left tit and carefully squeezed it and then started pushing it around on her chest. They felt so silky soft, yet they were firm as his fingers sank into her tit flesh. Incredible, and he could do this as much as he wanted, she didn't dare try to stop him.

For the next fifteen minutes he worshipped her tits but eventually it was time to move on, not because he was bored with her tits but because the lure of her lower half was becoming overwhelming. His hands started caressing her stomach, dipping down till his fingers brushed over the slight swell of her pubic mound. Stopping at her belly button he licked into it, pushing his tongue down, imagining he was fucking it. Then his fingers were tangling in her pubic hair and he lifted his head up because he really needed to watch this.

He was so glad she wasn't hairy like so many of the photos he'd seen on the net. It was sort of thin and wispy, and felt really silky. There was a little tuft of hair in a triangular shape just above where her slit started and then just a few strands going down alongside her slit which meant that her cunt lips were clearly visible.

Janet just managed to stifle a moan as he started playing with her pubic hair. His fingers were combing through her hair, rubbing against her pubic pad and sending shivers directly to her clit. Sometimes she did this to herself to tease herself before she started playing with her clitoris when she masturbated. Normally she'd only do it for a few seconds before giving in and masturbating properly. Now she had to allow him to do this to her for as long as he liked and she had to try to make sure he didn't realise how exciting it was.

Again he held back from his ultimate goal, bypassing her pussy as he now started running his fingers up and down her smooth thighs. The best response came when he brushed his nails along the inside of her thighs so he concentrated his efforts there. She started to squirm again and her legs seemed to inch apart so he could see even more of her inner cunt lips. They really glistened now, inviting him, but still he waited, moving his focus to her calves and eventually down to her feet.

Repositioning himself at the foot of the bed as he played with her toes and small feet, he looked up her body. Long legs, the pink of her cunt lips just visible, her almost concave stomach, incredible tits with their even more incredible nipples and her beautiful face and golden hair. He was in heaven. Well almost heaven, he thought. Heaven would be when he was inside her!

Slowly he applied pressure to her feet, inching them apart, working his way backup her body, but this time he was between her legs, getting ready to finally fuck her. Moving his hands up the inside of her calves he kept spreading her legs apart as he pushed her feet up the bed. Her knees started to rise in the air and her cunt sort of opening out to his gaze. Further and further he pushed till her feet were almost touching her bum and then he started moving her legs sideways, spreading her completely open.

There was the slightly puffy outer mound, and then the very wet inner lips with her cunthole sort of winking at him. Above was the folds of skin where he knew her clit must be and below was the reddish brown pucker of her arsehole. With his hands still on her calves he gently he spread her legs even further apart till he had legs in a straight line at right angles to her body. Satisified for now with her new position he trailed his fingers up and down the inside of her thighs, each time getting closer to her cunt.

Finally his fingers were at her groin, half an inch from her slit as he breathed in, inhaling the heady aroma of her cunt. The scent had built up and now it was almost overpowering, the sexiest smell he'd ever known. He moved the index finger of his right hand till it hovered over her cunt hole.

By now Janet was practically going crazy. Her body felt like it was on fire and she couldn't stop the constant movement as he teased her. She didn't know if she'd ever been so turned on in her life and she hated it. It was so humiliating that he could make her feel so excited. When he finally touched her pussy it was like an electric shock and her eyes sprang open.

"Ohhh."

When she gasped he looked up at her and their eyes locked just as he slid his finger into her. Her eyes went wide and another moan escaped her lips involuntarily as he started slowly finger fucking her. Closing her eyes she turned her head away trying unsuccessfully to ignore what he was doing.

It was better than he could have hoped. It was the most incredible thing to actually watch as his finger slid in and out of her cunt, her cunt juice starting to coat it. Then he hit a barrier. He was confused for a second before he realised what it was. Her hymen! This was what he was going to be fucking through real soon, taking her virginity!

He continued for a few minutes, lost in the magic and then he added a second finger and started twisting them around as he fingered her. At the same time he started running the fingers of his other hand through the folds of her cunt, till they were coated in her juice. Eventually he ran a nail across her puckered arsehole smearing it with her cunt juice. He'd read lots of stories about arse fucking but until now hadn't really thought he'd want to do it like that. But as he scratched his nail around the outside rim of her arsehole he realised that he'd definitely be fucking her there. Probably today if his cock was up to it.

"Ohhhh. Uhhh."

He'd pushed the tip of his finger into her arse. She couldn't believe he'd do such a thing, it was so disgusting. But it didn't stop her excitement. If anything it made things worse as he started fingering both her holes. And then she felt his thumb brush over her clitoris and she knew that if he kept doing this she wouldn't be able to stop herself from coming.

He watched in awe as her body came alive. And as she squirmed on the bed she started quietly whimpering. This must be it he thought, she musts really be getting turned on, maybe even be going to have an orgasm. That would be the ultimate if he was able to make her come so he kept fingering her arsehole and cunt.

"Ahhhh."

He'd rubbed the thumb of his other hand across the fleshy sheaf where he knew her clit was. When he did it she jerked, crying out and he thought she'd even said yes. He started to focus in on her clitoris now, exposing it from inside its hood as he rubbed his thumb over it. It was amazing, seeing his first clit for real, not just looking at pictures. It really did look like a mini cock just as he'd seen it described. It was smooth, a light pink colour and felt hard to his touch, sort of like his cockhead.

As much as she fought against it she couldn't stop the tingling from growing and her hips started rolling as she responded to his continued manipulation. Then just as she thought she might have it under control, might be able to hold off her orgasm he started pressing down on her clit, rubbing it even harder. It all happened so quickly she wasn't really conscious of what she did as the orgasm broke over her.

Richard however was very conscious of what she did. Her legs closed in, gripping against his body as her hands came up and she grabbed her own tits, her thumbs rubbing her nipples. Then, as her body started jerking and a series of half stifled cries came out, he practically froze, totally captivated by the first real live sight of a girl coming.

"Ohh . yeah . yeah . ohhhh, shit."

Her rocking lasted about twenty seconds as she lost herself in her orgasm before she collapsed, her legs falling back down on the bed and her hands dropping away from her tits.

Now nothing could stop him fucking her. Not after making her come which had to be the single most sexy thing he had ever seen, read, imagined or anything else in the world! Moving up the bed between her legs he positioned himself over her, supporting himself on his elbows, his hands reaching up to once again hold her tits, his throbbing cockhead brushing against her silky cunt hair, sending shivers through him.

"Okay, now it's my turn. Beg me to fuck you. Come on, beg me to fuck you, slave."

Her chest was still heaving as she came down from her orgasm and she was having trouble focusing as her eyes slowly opened to find him above her. Then the shame really hit her, the shame of having come like a slut as he fingered her. Slut! That's all she was, acting like this, not even able to control her own body, not able to stop Richard from making her come. This had to be the most humiliating thing in her life, not only coming like that but not even being able to stop herself grabbing her tits.

All he saw in her eyes was the smouldering afterglow from her come as his mouth came down and he kissed her. Opening her mouth she didn't dare not kiss him back.

"I said beg me to fuck you or I'll have to punish you slave."

She felt his hands gripping her tits that only moments before she'd been holding in the throws of her orgasm. His fingers were starting to dig into her tits and the fear of punishment swept through her. She said the only thing she could.

"Please fuck me master."

"Yeah, that's the way. Oh, that feels fucking great."

So far it was only his cockhead, angling down into her mound, pushing at her cunt lips.

"Put your hands down. Come on, hurry up. Put your hands down and open it up for me slave."

A tear trickled down her cheek as she reached between their bodies and she spread her inner lips apart with her fingers. He shivered as her fingers brushed his cockhead and he settled it against the entrance to her cunt. Applying pressure he sighed as his cockhead opened her hole and he finally slipped inside her.

"Uhh." It took every bit of her strength to stop from pushing him away, to keep him from raping her.

"Oh fuck yeah. Finally. My fucking cock's inside you. Fucking shit! And now you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to fuck you're hot cunt, slave. Fuck you till I fill you're cunt with my come."

Pushing again, his cock started edging further into her cunt until he came up against her hymen.

"Oh shit, I can feel it. Virgin cunt. But not for long."

Just as he was about to plunge forward he had an idea that would make taking her cherry even better.

"Put your hands on my arse now. Come on."

Tentatively she rested her hands on his bum, glad that at least she was no longer having to hold her pussy lips apart. As he felt her small hands rest on his arse cheeks, he lent down and kissed her, his tongue probing her mouth. She knew better than to resist and she kissed him back, waiting fearfully for the moment when he'd break her hymen. But he still wasn't ready. Eventually he broke the kiss and lifted his head up.

"Now what's going to happen is that you're going to pull down, trying to pull my cock into your cunt and I'm going to resist. For a while that is. So come on, pull. Harder. Come on slave, do what you're told to or you'll be in so much fucking trouble. Oh yeah, that's better."

It was a macabre game as he pulled back till his cockhead all but slipped out of her cunt and then let her pull him back in, each time stopping as his cock hit her barrier. But as good as this was feeling he now wanted to feel the complete thing.

"Oh yeah, fuck that feels good. Come on slave, try harder or I'll fucking punish you."

So she pulled harder, her fingers digging into his bum, trying to pull him to her. He pulled back on last time and then let go.

"Ahhhhhh . ahhhhh."

"Ohh, fuck yes."

He'd slammed through her cherry, tearing it apart and ploughed all the way to the bottom of her virgin cunt, his pubic bone colliding with hers. It was so tight. So hot and wet and tight, like nothing he'd ever felt, better than anything he'd ever imagined. Ever square inch of his cock was wrapped up in her velvet pussy and he never wanted to leave it.

Except that he knew that if he left it for a few second's and then returned he'd probably like that even more than staying buried inside her. Slowly he pulled back, savouring the exquisite feel of her cunt walls massaging his cock till only his cockhead was left inside her.

"Ahhhhh . hurts . no."

He didn't give a shit how much it hurt her, she'd had her pleasure. Now it was time for him to really start enjoying her. Letting go, he slid back into her, liking that she moaned, obviously still in pain.

"Ahhh."

"Oh fuck. That's so fucking good. Un-fucking-believable."

Then he set up a steady fucking motion, savouring every moment of this most amazing sensation. For the first few strokes she continued to moan but then the moaning stopped and the only real sound was his grunting as he tried to hold back, wanting the sensations pounding through his swollen cock to last forever. Dropping down onto her he moved his hands off her tits so he could feel the cushion of her boobs and the hard peaks of her nipples drilling into his chest. Burying his face in her hair, he kissed and sucked on her neck and shoulders, all his focus now on the beautiful tension building inexorably in his cock and balls.

Once the initial pain passed Janet started to feel her body betraying her once again. The feeling of him inside her was awful because he was raping her but it was also probably the greatest most fulfilling feeling she'd ever had. It felt right to be filled like this, as if a part of her that was missing was now in place. And every few strokes, as his pelvis pressed against hers a spark of excitement would come from her clitoris.

This time however Richard had no interest in her orgasm. In fact he had no idea that she was starting to build towards a second orgasm. His focus was totally on his cock and after one last clenching to hold it back, the dam burst.

"Ahhhhhh, fuck! Coming! Ohhhh fucking shit!"

He plunged back into her and lay there buried to the hilt as he felt his come pulsing down his cock and spurt into her. With each new glorious pulse, he jabbed harder, as though he was trying to disappear into her cunt.

"Oh yes, coming. Fucking coming! Shit, feels good. Fucking you! Ahhhh! Oh fuck yeah!"

Each hot spurt, each jab pushed her closer, but not close enough. She could feel him slowing and she knew that she wouldn't get to come again. Finally he stopped moving in her and collapsed on top of her, his arms wrapping under her shoulders, his face buried in the pillow, cheek against hers. She wasn't used to getting so close to coming and not going all the way. Every instinct said to keep moving, keep trying to rub her clitoris against him till she came but of course she didn't, she lay there holding herself as tightly as she could, focusing instead on the humiliating fact that she was no longer a virgin, that she'd just been raped.

It felt so good, lying on top of her, her nipples against his chest, the feel of their slightly sweaty skin against each other, her arms around his back, her legs wrapped around his and especially the feel of her hot, wet, cunt tightly grasping his still hard cock. This was heaven, this was where he was going to be every opportunity he got from now on.

Turning his head slightly his lips discovered her earlobe and his started kissing and licking her ear as he whispered to her.

"That was incredible. Oh yeah. We're going to be doing a lot more of this slave. A lot more fucking."

Pushing up from the bed he raised himself up so he could look down to where his cock was still embedded in her tight cunt, their pubic hair meshed together. Slowly he started pulling back, watching in awe as his cock slid from inside her. It was shiny, wet with their combined juice. There were creamy clumps of come at the base of his cock and on his balls and streaks of it along his shaft. It seemed darker than he'd expected and then he saw a red streak at the top of his shaft. It was her blood. Her virgin blood on his cock, mixed in with his come! Totally amazing.

As he pulled back, her legs unwrapped from him and fell back to the bed. It felt weird to have him pulling out, almost like she was being emptied and then there was a sort of popping noise as the head of his cock slipped out. All over she thought. Maybe now he leave her alone although she somehow doubted it.

Richard had no intention of leaving her alone and as he watched his come and blood coated cock bounce free from her cunt he knew exactly what he wanted next. Climbing from between her legs he planted his knees on either side of her hips, kneeling over her as he moved his hands over her stomach to her tits. He took a few seconds to squeeze her tits, his thumb rubbing over her nipples which from the way she moaned, she seemed to like.

"Ohh."

Her eyes still had that sort of smokey look and her lips were slightly parted, her pearly white teeth just showing. As he kept tweaking her nipples a shudder went through her body and he saw her clenching her hands on the bed. Bending down he kissed her again and her tongue came straight out and into his mouth, pushing against his tongue as her hands came up and held his shoulders. Finally he broke the kiss and stopped playing with her tits as he sat up again staring at her naked body. There were so many things he wanted to do to her, ways of fucking her, fucking his cock between her big tits, covering her face with come, fucking his cock into her mouth till he could deep throat her. The list seemed endless. And next on his list was something he always found disgustingly exciting when he read it in stories that he wasn't sure how to even tell her to do it.

"Umm . I want you to, um, clean my cock now."

She was so close to coming it was almost painful so she didn't really understand what he was saying.

"What?"

Although he realised she hadn't called him master, he was actually so nervous about asking her this he didn't say anything. His focus was totally on getting her to lick his cock clean. Reaching down with one hand he slipped it behind her neck and started pulling her up into a sitting position.

"I, um, I want you to clean my cock. Lick it clean. Lick the come off my cock and balls. Yeah."

Her mouth was almost against his cock and there was a beautiful moment when he saw in her eyes her disgust as she understood what she had to do. Then her head was gone from his grasp.

"No. No way. I can't. Oh god no, please."

He stared at her as she cringed back into the bed, not really believing that she was actually saying no to him.

"Come on slave. Clean my cock. Come on!"

"No, please, I can't. It's, it's . I'll be sick, please don't."

"What'd you mean you can't? Shit, you're my slave remember. You have to do everything I tell you."

She didn't know why after everything else she couldn't do this but she just knew she'd throw up if she had to lick all that stuff from his cock.

"Please, please I can't do it."

"You'd better fucking do it. I'm warning you. Come on, lick my fucking cock!"

"No, please don't make me, please. I can't."

His anger was starting up again and he hadn't missed the fact that she still wasn't calling him master.

"Fuck you. You know I think I might just have to punish you slave. And you didn't call me master! You're being a very bad slave girl."

Climbing off her he stepped from the bed and stood at the foot, really pissed off at her for spoiling the moment. She was going to really regret it, and just maybe she'd really learn not to disobey him.

"Stand up. Come on, off the bed."

The fear in her eyes was obvious as she clambered off the bed and stood alongside it, head bowed, legs held tightly together and hands clasped in front of her, covering her pussy.

"Over here, come on, stand here slave. Put you hands behind your head. Clasp them together like this."

She shuffled over to her and reluctantly uncovered her pussy, putting her hand behind her head like he wanted. As she stood in front of him, hands behind her head, staring down, she started trembling, knowing he was probably going to hurt her. But she couldn't do it. When she'd seen the blood, her blood, on him she just couldn't do it.

Stepping closer till there was less than a foot separating them he held her face with his left hand, tilting her head up forcing her to look at him.

"You know, I thought this was starting to work. I thought you were starting to get it, to understand that if I told you to do something, then you just did it. No questions, no fucking bullshit. But I guess not. I guess that you're just stupid! So what do you think would be a good punishment for a stupid cunt like you? Huh?"

Stupid cunt. He liked that, calling her names. Made his cock even harder he realised as he brushed his thumb over her lips, pushing them apart, distorting them. Then it occurred to him that he could call her anything he wanted to. Awesome!

"Let's see, should it be your cocksucking mouth because you refused to wrap those sexy cocksucking lips around my cock."

Then his other hand was rubbing over her stomach.

"No, no, it should be your stomach because you didn't want my come and your virgin cunt juice and blood in there did you, you fucking slut."

He was going to whip her stomach again! She could feel the tears welling up.

"Ohhhhhh .."

While she was staring fearfully up into his eyes, he'd pulled his right hand back and then drove it forward, punching her in the stomach. He'd never punched anyone before so he had no idea what to expect. His fist seemed to sink into her stomach, her mouth and eyes opened wide, and she gasped as she doubled over falling to the floor moaning. Incredible!

Stars danced in front of her eyes and she thought she was going to faint as the pain exploded in her stomach. Clutching her stomach she just managed to stop herself from throwing up as she writhed on the floor, gasping in agony.

For a while he thought he'd maybe seriously hurt her but eventually she stopped rolling about and seemed to calm down except for her whimpering. Crouching down and tangling a hand in her hair, he lifted her face, turning her to look at him.

"I bet you wished you'd obeyed me now bitch! Well!"

He pulled her head back, straining her neck.

"Yes master. Please no more, I'm sorry. I'll do it. Please master, please don't hurt me!"

Keeping hold of her hair he pulled up, forcing her to stand again.

"Come on, stand up. Come on cunt! Get up. Hands behind your head. Do it you stupid little cunt. Now remember what I said earlier that every punishment would be repeated to make sure you're properly punished you for cheating."

He waited till the recognition showed in her eyes and then he punched her in the stomach a second time, letting go of her hair so she fell back to the floor, curling up into a ball, moaning as she clutched her stomach. This time the feel was different as she'd half prepared herself, tightening her stomach muscles just before he connected and his fist didn't sink in as much. But it was just as satisfying, just as gratifying to be able to punish her like this.

She'd fallen to the floor at the foot of the bed and he sat down on the bed, bringing his right foot up to rest on her thigh.

"The choice seems pretty easy to me bitch. Pain for you or pleasure for me."

Moving his foot along her thigh and calf he used it to pull her over so her legs fell open. There was no attempt to resist him as he used his foot to spread her legs apart before rubbing his toes through her come filled cunt slit. If anything however her willingness to let him do whatever he wanted with her body only increased his desire to hurt her, to punish her.

"The stupid thing is that eventually you're going to do it like the slut you are. Unless you want me to keep punching you. Hey, maybe you like the pain."

"Ahhhhhh!"

He'd jabbed his toe into her cunt, twisting it around, digging in to her soft cunt flesh.

"Well? Do you like the pain bitch?"

Grabbing his ankle she tried to push him away but he was way too strong for her.

"No, no, please don't, please don't hurt me Ric . I mean Master. I'll do it, I said I'd do it. I'll do anything you want, please master. It hurts, please master."

Easing the pressure off but keeping his toe inside her he waited till she looked up at him.

"Take you hands away from my fucking foot cunt."

"Oh, yes master, I'm sorry master."

"I think your contract needs another clause. I will never try to stop my master no matter what he does to me. Say it slave."

"I will never try to stop my master whatever he does."

"Close enough. Okay, now listen carefully because this is a very important sex slave rule. After I fuck you, you'll always clean my cock, always lick your cunt juice and my come from my cock because you're a slut and you love my cock."

"Yes master."

Sitting back on the bed he eased his foot from between her legs.

"Good slave. Ready position."

For a moment she hesitated, not understanding what he wanted then she was scrambling to her knees, hands behind her back, head bowed as she knelt at his feet.

"Would you like to clean my cock slave."

"Yes master."

"Okay. And only your mouth. Keep you hands behind your back.. I want to see your tongue licking every drop of come from my cock and balls. Now!"

Raising her head she was confronted by his cock and balls only eighteen inches from her face. Whereas before they'd looked disgusting with their slimy covering of their combined juice, now she was only conscious of the need to stop him hurting her. She no longer cared what he wanted her to lick no matter how disgusting it was. Most of the come was gathered at the base of his cock in his pubic hair and on his balls. There was however a trail of come that ran from just under his cockhead almost to the base. It was a creamy colour with a streak of red in it. Her blood, her virgin blood.

Leaning forward she tilted her head to the side, tongue out as far as she could till she made contact with his cock and then she licked up, gathering the string of come on her tongue.

"Oh fuck yeah, lick it up cunt. Clean my fucking cock. Now swallow it. Oh shit, that's the way slut."

It felt amazing and looked so disgustingly beautiful as he watched her tongue licking up the underside of his still hard cock, the come pooling on her tongue before she took it into her mouth and swallowed. As soon as she'd swallowed her tongue came out again licking around the side and up to the top. There were a couple of small smears of come on his cockhead and she swiped her tongue over them, leaving it shiny with her saliva.

Reaching out he took her head in his hands so he could guide her. Positioning her mouth above his cock he pulled her down sliding his cock into her mouth till more than half his cock had disappeared into her face and his cockhead hit the back of her mouth. Then he started a slow fucking motion, pumping her head on his cock as her tongue licked everywhere she could reach.

"That's it slave, keep that tongue going. Lick my cock clean, swallow it all cunt."

As he continued to fuck her face onto his cock she started to register the taste of their combined come juice. It wasn't as bad as she'd thought it would be, in fact it tasted alright, sort of sweet but tangy. She'd been worried that she throw up from the taste and that he'd punish her for being sick but it would probably be okay.

Then there was the smell, the strong heady aroma of her juice mixed with his. One of the things she'd quickly come to love was the scent of her own juice and often, when she masturbated she'd bring her fingers up to her nose to inhale the sweet scent. It had always made her even more excited and now she was finding their combined scent even sexier.

Pulling her head off his cock he pushed her down till her mouth was buried in his pubic hair and she started sucking their combined juice from his hair. Letting go of her head he lent back on his hands, watching her slavishly licking every inch of his pubes clean and then she moved down to his balls without him having to tell her.

"Oh yeah! Good slut, lick my balls clean too. That's the way. Don't miss any come or you'll be real sorry slut. Oh fuck, that's it cunt, suck on my ball. And don't fucking miss the other."

For the next five minutes he let her lick and suck every square inch of his cock, balls and pubes till every drop of come was well and truly gone and he glistened from her saliva. The feeling was so good. Not the overwhelming excitement that he was used to when he jerked off though. This was kind of slower, sort of like he could let her do it all day and he'd enjoy it without coming. Probably because he'd already come twice today he thought. It was tempting to just lie back on the bed and let her do it for hours but there were so many other things that he wanted to do with her, things he wanted to teach her to really turn her into a perfect sex slave.

Teach her. That's what he'd do and he realised that he had the perfect way to do it. In his dreams he'd always imagined himself telling her what to do, how to suck his cock, how to let him fuck her but now that he was doing that it didn't feel right. It'd be much better if she already knew what to do and hidden in his desk he had a stack of porno videos that would be just perfect for teaching her everything about fucking and sucking. And he could even give her tests. Now that was really an awesome thought!

"Okay bitch I think you've got it all. Back into your ready position. Come on stick your fucking tits out for me slave. Good. That's a good little cock sucker."

Slowly getting up from the bed he circled her, still finding it hard to believe that he'd actually done it. He had the perfect Janet Sheen for himself. To do whatever he wanted to. Dropping to his knees behind her he pushed his hips forward till his hard cock pressed against her open right palm. She flinched at the contact but then her hand wrapped around his hard wet shaft, still wet from her mouth, and she started moving her hand up and down, jerking him off. Draping his arms over her shoulders, he held her tits and started rolling them round her chest.

"Good slut. Yeah, play with my cock. Oh fuck I love your tits. Yeah so fucking good."

He gave her tits one last squeeze and stood up.

"Okay slave, I'll let you play with my cock again later. Now it's time for you to watch some training films. Some vid that will help you learn how to be a really good sex slave. Would you like that slave?"

"Yes master."

Chapter 5 - Turning Him On

Grabbing a stack of videos from his desk he clipped the leash back onto her collar and headed off, forcing her to crawl after him. He could feel the pressure on the leash, and she was obviously having trouble keeping up with him but he didn't let up. At one point she almost fell over but she managed to keep going till finally he stopped, back in the family room. She avoided looking at where he'd tied her up and whipped her earlier, praying that he'd never do that again.

"Okay. Into your at ease position. Move back a bit. Back. Now facing the tv. Stop. Okay that's good."

Unclipping the leash he stood back to make sure she was in the right position. He had her kneeling in front of the couch, facing the TV.

"Lesson time. You'd better pay careful attention to these vids because after this you'll have no excuse for not knowing what's expected of you as a my sex slave. And this time you won't be able to cheat when I test you. And if you don't get 100% for every test I'll probably have to punish you. Understand cunt?"

"Yes master."

Selecting the first video he popped it in and pressed the play button, waiting for it to start. He'd been collecting vids for the past few months, ordering them from internet sites. Most were just normal porno but he'd found a series that was titled "Pleasing Your Man". There were six volumes, 'Turning Him On', 'Mouth Watering Experiences', 'The Love Canal', 'Backdoor Variety', 'Throaty Pleasures' and 'Kinky Extras', and they all went for an hour. They made a pretense of being educational but they were really just porn. It was the same actors in each and it was set at a sex education class that a group of four girls had come to learn how to be good at sex. The teacher who was called Candy was an incredibly hot blonde with a great body who looked like she was about 25 and she had a bunch of guys that the class used to practice their lessons on. The series had quickly become Richard's favourite videos.

The first one was really his least favourite as there wasn't any real funking or sucking but he figured that there were still some great things for Janet to learn from it. It started with the girls arriving and signing up for the class. They had to say why they were there and what they needed to learn. Tiffany who was acting really shy was brought in by her boyfriend who said that although she had a great body, she was a lousy fuck and he wanted her to learn how to be a great fuck. Marcie said she needed to learn how to go down on a guy, Mary wanted to learn lots of different positions and the final one, Cindy, who was Richard's favourite, said that she just wanted to know how to really please a man. She looked really young and although on the cover of the video it had the normal thing about them all being at least 18, it was easy to believe that this girl was his age. All the girls were dressed in really ugly clothes at the start so you couldn't really see their bodies and they looked really boring, not at all sexy.

They were shown into the classroom which looked like a normal classroom except that in addition to desks, there were four beds at the back of the room. The girls sat at their desks and throughout all the videos they made notes about what Candy told them. The first thing she said was that their clothes were terrible and that they'd have to get complete new wardrobes that really showed off their bodies. She had some clothes for them to try on there and so she told them to strip. The girls all acted embarrassed at having to take their clothes off in front of each other so the teacher told them that the first thing the were going to learn was how to do a strip tease. Of course Candy demonstrated for them and then made them all do it, one after the other, giving them instructions along the way. Soon they were all naked. At first they tried to hide their tits and pussies but Candy wouldn't let them, telling them that they had to want people to look at them naked.

Of course when they were naked, glasses off, hair down, it was quickly revealed that they all had great bodies and beautiful faces. Then they were given sexy underwear to put on and really revealing clothes before Candy demonstrated to them how to sit and stand to really show off their bodies.

Fortunately it turned out that the girls were all quick learners and were able to get rid of their inhibitions almost instantly so they could move on the next stage which was petting. One of the guys, John, came into the room and Candy asked for a volunteer to show how she would go with a petting session. Mary volunteered and Candy told her to sit with John on the couch and act as though they'd just come home from a date and she really wanted him to fuck her. They sat down and Mary put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the mouth but that was all. Candy stopped them and asked the rest of the girls what was wrong. The other three girls all had lots of ideas about what Mary should have done. Candy asked Cindy to swap with Mary and try to do the other things. Cindy was a bit tentative at first but soon she was pressing herself against him and her hands were caressing him, moving down to his legs and then his crutch. She undid his fly, pulled out his cock and started jerking him off.

It looked really awkward the way she was doing it and after a couple of strokes John stopped her and told her she was doing it all wrong. Cindy was really upset by this and kept apologising to John until Candy reminded her that that was why she was here, to learn how to do these things properly. Candy then told John to demonstrate how he liked his cock jerked off. He said that when he jerked off he liked to come on the girl so Candy made Cindy do a strip tease for John and then kneel at his feet till he came all over her tits and stomach.

John left the room after that but he was replaced by four more guys. The other three girls also stripped and then all four practiced jerking off the guys. During all of this Candy had started telling them how to talk dirty, making them say cock not penis, cunt not vagina, fuck not have sex. When all the guys had come, covering them with come, Candy asked the girls how they felt and they all said they were turned on. Candy then suggested that they should masturbate for the guys.

The girls were horrified at this to start with but when Candy explained that it was just as much a turn on for a guy to watch a girl masturbate as the other way around they agreed to do it. Each girls went to a bed with one of the guys and Candy told the guys to tell the girls what they liked seeing. They all masturbated till they came and that was the end of the first video.

As much as Richard wanted to stay and watch her watching it he was starving by now so he headed to the kitchen to make some sandwiches for them both, figuring that she'd probably be hungry after all they'd been through.

Soon he was back with her in time for the start of the jerking off lesson. He put her food along side her on the ground and told her to eat while he sat up on the couch behind her. It was a real buzz watching the video with her kneeling naked in front of him. As he ate he kept touching her body, sometimes with his hands, other times reaching out with his foot, brushing it against her bum. At first she flinched everytime he touched her but she seemed to get used to it quickly. It was as though he had to constantly remind himself that she really was there and that he really could do anything he wanted with her.

In some ways Janet was glad to be kneeling watching the tv. At least she didn't have to look at him, or touch him or talk to him. When he came back with the food she didn't want to eat it because it felt like she was giving in to him yet again but she realised that she was hungry so she did eat. And then he started touching her, treating her like a thing that he could do anything with. As she realised that this was what she was to him she nearly burst into tears again. Her whole life meant nothing now, nothing except sex with him.

Reaching over her shoulders he took her tits in his hand and started gently squeezing them. The vid was at the stage where the boys were starting to come on the girls as the jerked off and he was getting really turned on again.

"I hope you're watching this carefully cause latter on I might want you to jerk me off slave."

"Yes master."

There was no way he believed that. Not that he really expected her to mean it but there was so much attitude in the way she said it that he knew he couldn't let it pass. Moving forward on the couch he pulled her to him till she was leaning back, wedged between his legs, his hard cock pressed between her shoulder blades. Resting his head on her right shoulder so he could now see his hands on her tits he whispered in her ear.

"Feel that slave?"

"Yes master."

"What is it slave?"

"Your . your cock master."

"That's right, my cock that if you're lucky I'll let you jerk it off later and maybe even come on all over these big tits."

"Ahhh, yes master."

He'd dropped his hands down to the underside of her tits and started to squeeze but she didn't dare pull away or even try to stop him.

"So when I tell you that I might want you to jerk me off then I expect you to want to do it. Understand cunt?"

"Arrrrgh! Yes master I understand. I want to jerk you off. Please, I really do. Oh, thank you, thank you master."

The pain had been so intense that for a second she'd thought she would throw up and then it was gone as he eased off on her poor tits. She had to be so careful not to let him know what she was really thinking, she had to pretend as hard as she could that she wanted to do the things he said. Now his hands started being gentle, caressing her tits, rubbing over her nipples which seemed to be in a permanent state of erection.

For the rest of the video they stayed like that, him playing with her tits with his cock pressing into her back while they watched the girls on screen masturbating. In spite of herself, Janet found the masturbating scenes fascinating. After all this time masturbating in private to actually see other girls doing it was amazing, especially as they all seemed to do it a bit differently. She even found herself wondering what it would be like to try some of the variations they used.

Finally the film ended and he let go of her tits long enough stop the tape.

"What are you doing tonight slave?"

"What . master?"

"Tonight. You're not doing anything special are you?"

"No master."

"Good. I want you to call your mum and ask her if you can stay at one of your friends. And be vague about which one. Okay."

Her first instinct was to object but he'd already started applying pressure to her tits.

"Yes master, I'll try."

Within a couple of seconds he was holding the phone in front of her and she was dialing her mum's work number. It was only as she heard the ringing at the other end that she realised he was going to keep holding her tits. As her mum's secretary answered and she asked to be put through he started to concentrate on her nipples, running his thumbs around them with a feathery touch that sent goosebumps through her.

"Hi darling, having a good day?"

"Yes mum. Umm I was wondering, um would it be okay if I stayed . ohhh . over."

He taken her nipples and sort of twirled them between his fingers sending a totally unexpected shock wave of pleasure through her.

"What's wrong?"

"Umm nothing, um I knocked something."

"Where?"

"Um, my knee."

"No silly, where will you be staying over?"

"Oh, probably Mary but I'm not sure."

"Yeah that's fine. We thought you'd probably be doing a bit of that these hols. But we do want you home at least a couple of nights. Make sure you've got your cell with you okay?"

"Okay mum."

"Look I've got to run, big meeting in ten. Love you darling."

"Love you too mum."

All night. He had her all night and all tomorrow. Fucking amazing! So many things to do! He just hoped that his cock didn't give out on him because he was going to be giving it a real workout.

"Good slave. Now it's time for your first test. Do you know what it's going to be?"

"No master."

"You're going to masturbate for me. You're going to show me how a slut like you plays with herself. Okay, get up on the couch."

It didn't really surprise her that he wanted her to masturbate for him but that didn't mean it was going to be easy. She could feel her face burning as she blushed yet again with embarrassment. Masturbation was her private thing, probably the only thing she'd never told anybody else about and certainly something she'd never imagined ever doing in front of someone else. But she knew she have to do it or else he hurt her so she got up off her knees and gingerly sat alongside him on the couch, trying to turn her body so that he could see as little as possible.

"Come on, I want to see what you do. Why don't you sit in the corner and put this leg here and then the other down on the floor. Oh, yeah. Your cunt looks so fucking good. Okay slave girl, start doing it. Play with yourself."

She was sitting along the couch, her back against the side, her legs spread wide. He'd repositioned himself so he was now kneeling on the couch between her legs, his hands on her calves, making sure her legs stayed spread. There was no way she be able to go through with this if she was looking at him so she kept her eyes down, not really looking at anything as she put her hand between her legs.

Richard watched spellbound as, starting at the top of her pubic mound, her right index finger moved down, tracing the tips of her outer lips, first one side then the other. It looked like she was barely touching herself at first but then he could see that she was applying more pressure as her finger started spreading the lips apart.

For a while that's all she did, and he was starting to wonder if she was maybe only pretending to do it because in the videos when the girls masturbated they either had their fingers in their cunts or were rubbing the area where their clits were pretty much from the start. But she wasn't pretending, hadn't even thought of it. This was just the way she liked to start, teasing herself till she felt the start of a tingling in her clit.

As that tingle started she let her finger drift higher till it brushed over the sheaf covering her clitoris. This was probably the part she liked the most, applying, more and more pressure till she had exposed the head of her clitoris and she could really start masturbating.

"Ohhh."

It felt like an electric shock sparking through her as she ran her fingernail over the head. She couldn't believe how turned on she was. It was like she shouldn't be but the whole situation, the videos, Richard watching her, everything was turning her on more than she'd have ever thought possible. Now she really started working on her clit, rubbing her finger all over it, sometimes using her nail which sent almost unbearable jolts through her and othertimes with just the pad of her finger sending more soothing pleasure through her body.

For years when she'd masturbated she had to do it in silence, scared of being caught but the girls on the videos moaned and cried out when they came and she knew he'd want her to do that so she stopped trying to hold back.

"Ohhh . yes . ohhhh, yeah, yeah ."

Through her half shut eyes she saw her nipples, big and red and she brought her left hand up, taking a nipple between thumb and forefinger so she could tweak it, adding more pleasure to the wonderful feelings flowing from her pussy. After playing with one nipple for a few seconds she'd move to the other, going back and forth.

"Oh shit . hmmmm ."

By now she could feel the beautiful climb towards her climax begin as she continued teasing her nipples and clitoris. Letting her thumb takeover duties on her clitoris she slid her finger down and into her pussy. There was a moment of shock at how wet she was and then she realised that it was his come that was filling her pussy, making her wetter than she'd ever been. It should have disgusted her but it just seemed to make it even more exciting.

Richard was transfixed. This was beyond his wildest dreams to be crouched between her legs listening and watching her masturbate like this. And when she started fingering her cunt he thought he was going to come without even touching his cock it was such a turn on. Her finger would fuck in and then seemed to flex before she pulled out, only to repeat the movement. By now her cunt slit looked like a swamp covered in her juice and white strands of his come. Her body was moving, the same way it did when he'd played with her earlier and she was moaning and whimpering constantly.

All through this his hands had been on her legs but he had to do more, had to be part of the action. Pushing his hands up her thighs to her cunt he lifted her hand away.

"What? No, please ."

So close! Her eyes sprang open, pleading with him to let her continue but she needn't have worried. He had no intention of stopping her coming, it was only that he wanted to be part of it.

"Ohh, ohhhh yes, yes!"

Now it was his thumb on her clit and his finger fucking into her. Without thinking she brought her free hand up to her tits so she could play with both nipples. Closing her eyes she let herself go with the sensations, knowing that the release was so close now. For some reason the climb to the top felt even more powerful than when she played with herself, maybe because she couldn't anticipate every move his fingers made as he worked at her pussy.

"Ahhh yes!"

Two fingers inside her now and the fingers of his other hand were rubbing around her lips, adding to the pleasure that was starting to course through her. She started pushing against his hand, increasing the pressure of his thumb against her clit as she got closer and closer till she knew she was only seconds from release.

Then it stopped and again her eyes sprang open. This was the moment he was waiting for. He thought she was close and he wanted her to know that he was the one who made it happen. As she looked into his eyes, pleading for him to continue he jammed his fingers back into her cunt, twisting them around, pressed down on her clit as at the same time he plunged the index finger of his other hand deep into her arsehole.

"Ohhhh shit! Yes, coming. Ohhh fuck. Oh fuck!"

It was a series of tidal waves, breaking over her, swamping her body with overwhelming pleasure. She gripped her nipples almost to the point of hurting them as her legs scissored in, grabbing his body and she lent forward, her head landing on his shoulder. As he kept fucking his fingers into both her holes she pulled herself closer to him till she let go of her tits and wrapped her arms around him, crushing her spasming body against his.

"Ahhhh! Good, fucking good! Oh yes. Coming!!"

Eventually the waves of pleasure slowed, finally stopping leaving behind the most amazing feeling of fulfillment so that when he turned his head and pressed his lips against hers she was happy to kiss him, sighing into his mouth with her contentment. His fingers were still moving in her, gently now which felt great but her clit was going to that supersensitive stage where she couldn't touch it. Reaching down between their bodies she moved his thumb from her clit before wrapping her arm around him again.

He'd read about how girls clits could become sensitive after fucking so he assumed that must be the problem. Information that he'd store away to maybe use later. For now he didn't mind that she'd moved his thumb without permission. He was more than happy to have her holding him and kissing him like this. Sort of like she was thanking him for what he's done for her.

They must have stayed like that for at least five minute, kissing, their tongues dueling with each other as his fingers slid in and out of her cunt and arse.

Her thoughts were filled with how different it was having someone else masturbating you. Better probably, well at least the orgasm was. His fingers in her pussy felt so good and were already starting to get her thinking about coming again while the finger in her arse was starting to almost feel natural and she found herself wondering what it would be like if she did it to herself when she masturbated.

Breaking the kiss he slowly pulled his fingers from her and moved back, reaching up to stroke her hair.

"Fuck that was exciting. I love watching you come, your whole body goes so fucking wild."

As she stared at him everything felt hazy, like she was in some erotic fog and her eyes dropped down to his cock. With his fingers gone from her pussy she felt empty again and, remembering the feel of his cock filling her earlier, it looked inviting again. There was no way she'd say it but she actually hoped that maybe he'd want to fuck her again.

When her eyes dropped down he just assumed she was being a good slave and had no idea she was looking at his cock, half hoping that they'd have sex again. His thoughts had already turned to the next video he was going to make her watch, number two in the series -"Mouth Watering Experiences" - which was all about cock sucking. More importantly, when she'd watched that he'd give her a real test and get her to suck him off again.

Leaving her on the couch he rewound the first tape and prepared to put the new one in.

"Time for some more vids for you slave. And you'd better watch this one real carefully because there'll be a big test at the end. Okay?"

"Yes master. Umm, can I go to the toilet . master."

A shiver ran down his spine as he realised that he was going to get to watch her pee. He'd never been interested in the stories that had people pissing or even shitting on each other but the idea of watching a girl pee was really fascinating.

"Sure. Just put your leash on and off we go."

It hadn't occurred to her that he'd want to take her to the toilet but obviously he wasn't going to let her go anywhere by herself. As he attached the leash to her collar his cockhead rubbed against the underside of her right boob. She was still so turned on that it sort of felt good, exciting, to have his thing touching her. With the leash in place he moved his hips back and forth a few times, the top of his cock pressing into her boob.

"Umm, that feels nice. Okay slave, let's get you to the toilet. Hands and knees."

This time she didn't even question in her own mind having to crawl as she meekly followed along behind him, glad that he wasn't hurrying so she had no trouble keeping up.

"So what do you have to do? Piss or shit or both?"

"Umm, ummm have a pee . master."

"Okay, up on the bowl. Get your legs further apart, I want to be able to see. Watching my little slave have a pee. Way to go!"

"What?"

There was no way she'd be able to pee with him watching, no way.

"Please, I can't. You can't. Oh shit don't do this Richard, please."

He'd expected her to resist so he wasn't really angry but he knew he had to act pissed off. Stepping up to her he sat on her lap, pressing his cock into her stomach, one hand alongside his cock, the other tangled in her hair, pulling her head up and back.

"You listen to me you little fucking cunt. You've just earned yourself more punishment. You called me Richard, you didn't call me master and you've refused to do what I said. You've been a bad fucking slave."

The hand on her stomach started pressing down, pushing into her bladder.

"Now you're going to fucking piss and I'm going to watch you do it because your my fucking slut slave and you fucking do everything that I tell you to. Understand cunt!"

He kept tightening his grip on her hair till it felt like it was going to rip out, at the same time as he pressed even harder into her belly.

"Ahhh, hurts . ohh, shit. I'm sorry master, please don't hurt me anymore, please. I'll do what you want, everything you want. Ahhh, hurts. Please don't, please, I'm doing it. See master, I'm doing it."

He practically jumped off her as he heard the splashing of her piss against the bowl and into the toilet. Her legs had been pushed together when he sat on her and he quickly pushed her knees apart so he could see clearly. It was amazing, this stream of piss flowing out from just above her cunt. What a fucking legend of a day this was turning into.

Closing her eyes Janet just let the stream continue, feeling probably more humiliated that at any other time through this unbelievably humiliating day. Every time she thought things couldn't get worse he seemed to have something new and more degrading that he wanted to make her do. And the stream of piss seemed to go on forever, her shame and embarrassment growing with every drop that fell tinkling into the toilet.

Finally the main flow stopped, to be followed by a few dribbles and then nothing. There were drops of piss still clinging to her piss hole and he pulled off a couple of pieces of toilet paper and stuffed them into her hand.

"Okay slut, clean yourself."

While she did that he washed his hands and then let her stand up to do the same. Then it was on her hands and knees so she could crawl back to watch more videos.

Chapter 6 - Mouth Watering Experiences

This time he didn't make her kneel, instead letting her sit in front of him on the couch, her bum pushed up against his crutch. He hit the play button and for the next hour they watched the girls learn all about cock sucking. During this his hands moved back and forth from her cunt to her tits, continuing to play with her body which meant that she was in a constant state of arousal.

The video started with the girls entering the classroom, ready for their second day. This time they were all wearing sexy clothes and they were really confident and animated as they sat down and waited for Candy to begin the lesson. Candy told them that the lesson would be about how to perform oral sex and asked if one of the girls would like to show how she did it. Mary volunteered and when a guy came in and stood at the front of the class, she quickly knelt in front of him, opened his fly, pulled his cock out and started mechanically bobbing her head up and down on it.

Candy stopped her pretty quickly and asked the guy what he thought. He said that it wasn't very good, really unimaginative. The rest of the class agreed. Candy then told Mary to start again but this time the guy would tell her what to do. The first thing he said was that he liked to be sitting down with the woman kneeling so they moved to the bed where he sat on the edge and Mary knelt on the floor. To start with he made her kiss his cock and balls all over before telling her to start sucking on the head. He kept telling her to use her tongue and keep her lips tight. After a while he told her to start playing with his balls with her hands before he got her to lick his balls. He got her to start licking his cock before telling her to suck it again and then finally he came. As he came he pulled his cock from her mouth and covered her face with come.

The class all agreed that Mary was much better this time and then Candy asked for another volunteer. Each of the girls went through the same process of having to suck off a guy while he told them how to do it. All the guys liked different things so by the end of the video they'd covered a lot of variations.

As the last girl's mouth was filled with come and the vid finished he gave her nipples one last tweak.

"Ohhhh."

"Like that video slave?"

"Yes master."

Which was really the truth. She been fascinated watching the girls and how they took the cocks into their mouths. Her pussy felt like it was on fire.

"So tell me what you've learnt slave."

"Umm, what master? I don't understand."

"I want to know that you were paying attention. So tell me what you have to do to be a good little cocksucker."

His fingers were at her nipples now and he applied a little bit of pressure. Not enough to hurt but she knew that if she didn't start saying it, there'd be pain pretty soon.

"You have to try to suck all the time, as hard as you can. Umm, and keep your teeth off. Umm, umm, ohh yes, keep your tongue moving, keep licking and kissing his, his cock. Especially the top ."

"Top? Use the right words slave."

"Cockhead. Lick his cockhead."

"Good. And what else?"

"Ummm, his balls. Lick his balls and take them in your mouth. Umm, make sure he can hear that you're, um, that you're liking sucking him. And, and, swallow his stuff. Owww! I'm sorry master, his come, swallow his come."

"Whose come?"

"Your come master, swallow you come."

"And when I don't want you to swallow my come?"

"Let you come on my face."

"Good slave. And what was the final thing Candy said."

"Umm . make love. Make love to his cock. To your cock master, I, I have to make love to your cock."

"Well then slave why don't you make love to my cock. Show me how much you've learnt. Let's see if you're any good as a cocksucker."

"Yes master."

She slipped off the couch, turning around so she was kneeling at his feet as he moved to the edge of the couch, his legs spread wide. As she knelt between his legs, she knew how important this was. She had to make him enjoy it because if he didn't . the consequences were too horrible to even imagine. Licking her lips, she leant in, her tongue coming out as far as she could to touch the base of his cock before licking all the way to the top and then swirling around his smooth cockhead.

"Hmmmmm ... mmmm."

She hummed and moaned as she licked, wanting him to think that she was enjoying what she was doing, that she was getting off on it. When his cockhead was covered in her saliva, she licked down one side, across the base and up the otherside. For the next five minutes that's all she did, licking every inch of his cock, tracing every vein and ridge, till it was coated with her saliva. And as she licked, she pressed her tongue as hard as she could against his cock, wanting him to get as much stimulation from her licking as possible.

That was something she needn't have worried about. The stimulation of her tongue and her moaning would have made him come instantly if it wasn't that he'd already dumped two loads so far today. Luckily he knew he'd be able to last a long time with this one because it was obviously going to be one to remember.

Janet was intending to make it last as long as she could, to give him as much pleasure as she could so that he wouldn't want to punish her again. Finally though she figured she had to move on. She kept her lips against his hard shaft as she asked him.

"Mmm, do you want me to lick your . your balls, master."

"Oh yes, slut! I want you to lick and suck me everywhere! I want to feel your fucking tongue and cocksucking mouth everywhere on my body. Oh yeah, suck my balls, cunt."

She licked across his hairy ball sack as he verbally abused her, each word seeming to push her further down into that dark place. The words just seemed to prove that she really was a slut, how else would she be able to do the things she was doing and not be sick, not run screaming from the room. And so she opened her mouth and carefully took his ball inside, gently sucking on it.

"Oh shit! That's it, suck my balls. That's a good little slut. Now the other one. Yeah. Okay bitch, start using your hands now. Play with my cock while you suck my balls. And you be fucking carefully. Hurt my balls and I'll whip you fucking tits off!"

She brought her hands up and wrapped then around his shaft, one above the other. It was wet with her own saliva which was now coating her hands, making her feel even dirtier if that was possible. She started pumping, pulling the loose outer skin back and forth over the hard shaft.

"Rub your thumb over my cockhead. Fuckin hell, do I have to tell you everything to do slut."

She redoubled her efforts, twisting her head from side to side as she sucked and licked his balls, going from one to the other whilst she kept jerking his prick, rubbing the top of it which now felt very slippery, and all the time moaning.

His heart was pounding and his breath was coming quicker and quicker as she worked on his prick and balls. The sight was so fucking amazing! Not to mention the feeling. As she stroked his cock, pre-cum kept oozing out the top and her thumb was now rubbing it over his sensitive cockhead. Although later he'd have to really show her how he liked to jerk off. She was doing okay, but after years of masturbating, he knew every sensitive nook and cranny of his cock and he was going to love teaching her where they all were.

Placing his hands on her head he pushed down and she obeyed the unspoken command, letting his ball slip out of her mouth but keeping her mouth on him so that she was licking and kissing under his balls, her nose now pressing against them. He kept the pressure on and she moved lower still, her tongue never stopping.

"Okay, one hand on my balls, one on my cock. That's it slut. And you know what you have to do now? Now you lick my arsehole. Lick it cunt."

And she did, eyes tightly closed so that she didn't have to watch as she totally debased herself, wondering if there could possibly be anything lower he would make her do. It was crinkly, strange and she tried to keep her tongue away from the centre. After she licked over it a half dozen times he started pulling on her hair, dragging her back up.

"Okay bitch, enough of that for now. I might let you lick out my arse later if you're lucky but now it's time for your big test. Time for you to show me if you've learnt how to really suck cock or if I'm going to have to punish you again."

She kept her tongue licking the ridge between his arse and his balls, then over his balls and up his shaft till her mouth was poised at the top of his cock. This was it. She was going to have to really suck him this time, like those sluts in the movie she'd just watched. Sluts. There it was again. She thought they were sluts and she was getting ready to do just what they did. Because she was a slut, just like she'd been thinking for the last couple of years. All she'd needed was Richard forcing her to face it and prove it was true.

"Come on bitch, what're you waiting for. Suck my cock. Ahhh, yeah that's it."

As she slid her lips over his cockhead and wrapped them tightly around his hard cockshaft, she sucked in and at the same time formed a channel with her tongue, rubbing it along the underside of his cock. Immediately she started a bobbing motion, each time she pushed down letting more of his cock into her mouth. She knew it should have felt wrong but it didn't, the smell, the taste, the feel of his cock felt natural as it stretched her lips, filling more and more of her mouth.

"Oh fucking hell! You keep that up, don't fucking ever stop you cocksucking bitch."

The pressure on his cock was almost unbearable from the incredible suction of her mouth. There was no comparison to when she'd sucked him earlier. This was definitely the real thing. As her lips moved up and down on his shaft her cheeks were permanently sucken and every few seconds her nostrils flared out as she breathed in through her nose so she could keep the constant sucking happening. He knew he wouldn't last long and this time he didn't care. He just wanted to fill her beautiful mouth with his come.

"Yeah, that's it, suck it all in slave. Suck my come out."

Tightening his grip on her hair he started controlling her movement, speeding it up a bit and making her take more and more of his cock into her mouth.

"Oh shit yeah! That's it. Keep your fucking tongue working. Soon, gonna fill you mouth. Oh shit yeah."

By now two thirds of his cock was plunging into her mouth every time he pulled down on her head and he could feel his cockhead hitting the roof of her mouth and sliding back towards her throat. Then he was pushing against her throat, threatening to choke her.

For a second she stopped sucking in her panic but he pulled back and she was able to start sucking again.

"Hold my balls, come on slave."

She'd been concentrating so hard on never stopping her sucking and on keeping her tongue constantly rubbing over his thick shaft that she'd forgotten to hold him and play with him with her hands which were just resting on his thighs. She immediately took his ball sack in one hand and started carefully tugging and rolling his balls around while her other hand wrapped around the base of his cock and started jerking on it.

"Yeah, like that. Play with them. That's the way."

The added stimulation of his hands on his cock and balls was too much. Looking down at her he watched his cock disappear into her mouth till her lips seemed to kiss her hand where it was grasping the base of his shaft and that was it.

"Oh fuck yeah. Here it comes. Ahhhhhhh. Fuck! Swallow it, fucking shit, swallow my come cunt! Ohhh shit yeah."

His balls tightened and then the ridge on the underside of his cock grew against her hand, her lips, across her tongue till the first spurt of his come was splattering against the roof of her mouth.

"Oh yeah, that's it. Keep sucking. Oh fuck, suck my cock, suck it slave. Don't stop, oh fuck yeah."

He kept guiding her head up and down. Up as a jet of come pulsed along his cock so it felt like she was drawing his come out of him and then quickly down again, ready for the next glorious spurt to come out. For the third time today he was in heaven and each time was proving better than the previous one.

It seemed to go on forever and her mouth was starting to fill with his come, threatening to spill out as he kept pistoning his cock in and out of her mouth. The next time he pushed in she swallowed, the come sliding easily down her throat.

"Oh shit, what was that. Fuck that felt good."

When she'd swallowed it had provided even more suction and her tongue had sort of undulated along his cock, milking the next gob of come out. Learning she thought. That's what the woman on the video said, you have to find out what he likes and remember it so that you know how to please him.

By now the last couple of spurts had made their way down his cock and he stopped pumping her mouth, leaving his cock buried deep in her face, letting her keep sucking. Looking down he could see a ring of white around her lips where his come was trying to escape and then she swallowed again.

"Ohhh yeah, fucking hell. That's incredible. Oh that's so fucking good when you do that slave."

Letting go of her head he fell back against the couch, totally drained. This was so good, her mouth still sucking at him, her hands still holding his balls and cock. He let her continue for a couple of minutes while his heart rate returned to normal before he sat back up.

"Okay slave, that's enough for now. Position."

By now the muscles in her jaw were aching from the constant sucking. She'd been starting to worry that she wouldn't be able to keep it up and that he punish her so she thankfully pulled her mouth back, releasing his cock. Her instinct was to quickly move away but she remembered the video and so before she sat back, hands behind her back in her ready position, she licked over the head and gave a final moan. As she knelt there she realised that however perverse it was, she felt good about having licked him, that having his cock in her mouth wasn't really horrible. She'd really tried her hardest to do all the things in the video and she was sure he'd enjoyed it. As she knelt there for the first time today she almost felt good. Being able to make a guy come like that was really a pretty amazing thing.

There was a little drop of come just under her lip and he reached over to catch it on his finger.

"You don't want to waste this now do you?"

He held his finger a few inches from her mouth and she lent forward, taking it into her mouth, running her tongue over it to clean the come off before swallowing.

"That's a good girl. Hey, do you think you should thank me for letting you suck my cock?"

"Umm . yes master. Umm . thank you for letting me suck your . your beautiful cock and for letting me swallow your come."

Hearing her say that was almost enough for him to make her start sucking again, but there were more videos for her to watch, more things he wanted her to learn. Because the way she'd sucked his cock this time she obviously was a quick learner. Even though he'd never had his cock sucked before, he was pretty sure from the things he'd read that what Janet had done was really good cocksucking. He left his finger in her mouth, enjoying the way she licked and sucked it as he stroked her hair with his other hand.

"Time for some more vids. Next one's about fucking. So let's see what you can learn from that. I think there's only three things for your punishment book. You stopped sucking once, umm you weren't using your hands all the time and I had to tell you to use them. Oh yeah, I didn't really think you got into licking my arsehole properly."

She couldn't believe it. She'd tried her hardest, done everything she could to make him happy, even licked his arse and still he wanted to punish her. It was impossible, there was nothing she could do right for him. She looked up at him, pulling her head so that his finger slipped out of her mouth.

"It's not fair."

"What was that?"

"It's not fair. I did everything you asked. I did my best. You can't punish me. It's not fair."

As she spoke it was as if a spell had been broken and she could feel her anger building like a volcano.

"Listen slave ."

Bringing her arms up she pushed his hand from her hair.

"No, fuck it, you listen. I've done what you wanted. Let you do all these things to me. But you can't do this you bastard. I tried my best to suck your stupid fucking cock and if you didn't like it then fuck you. Yeah, fuck you arsehole."

Richard was totally unprepared for this outburst and had no idea how to deal with it. In an instant, everything he'd planned and schemed for seemed to be slipping away. Maybe he was immobilised because he knew that she really had tried hard and he was only doing the punishment thing because he didn't want her to know how incredible it was. Whatever the reason he was unable to stop her outburst.

"I don't give a shit. You can fucking do whatever you want, I don't care anymore. I tried, I tried my fucking best to do what you wanted and all you ever want to do is hurt me. Well not anymore. And you know what? Marcia was right all along. You're a fucking loser. A fucking arsehole loser. I'm fucking leaving loser . ahhhh!"

It wasn't until she said that Marcia had called him a loser that he snapped him out of his frozen state. Without even thinking his hand swung around slapping her hard on the cheek, tumbling her over just as she was starting to stand. Ignoring her as she lay crumpled on the floor he headed for where his whips were still laid out. He'd fucking show her who was a loser the bitch.

Although her head was ringing from the slap her resolve to leave no matter what the consequences was still as strong. Shaking her head, trying to clear it she started to get up again, not caring what he was doing anymore. She'd show him the little fucking bastard.

"Ahhhrgh ."

The whip he'd chosen was the one he'd used on her tits earlier, the one with all the strands. She was on her knees starting to stand when he struck her from behind, landing the whip across her arse and the backs of her thighs. He hit her really hard with an underhand swing, the force of the blow sending her sprawling on her stomach. She brought her hand back to her burning arse and started to turn over but before she could he was alongside her, landing another hard blow across her shoulders and back, pushing her back to the floor.

"Ahhhrgh ."

The pain. How could she have forgotten how painful is was! It burned through her like a thousand stinging fires even worse than before. Instinctively she tried to pull herself across the floor as two lashes in quick succession landed on her lower back, curling around her sides, the tips of the whip feeling like they were ripping into her stomach.

"Ahhh, no, no, stop ."

Twisting over onto her back to escape the pain she reached up to him pleading but already he was bringing the whip down, just missing her outstretched arms to land viciously on her heaving tits.

"Ahhhhh shit. No, please."

Her whole body jumped at the impact and she wrapped her arms protectively over her damaged tits. This left her stomach unprotected and the next blow left a dozen angry stripes on her tanned belly.

"No, stop, please. Hurting . hurting!"

He was still too angry to think about stopping and as she brought her legs up to protect her stomach he lashed the backs of her thighs as hard as he could. Crying out again, her legs unfolded so he whipped the tops of her thighs followed by another stinging one to her tits and nipples when she uncovered them to protect her battered legs.

"Ahhh. No, stop, please. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me. Ahrghhh."

She'd twisted over onto her stomach again and as she'd turned her legs had parted just long enough for him to bring the whip up between them from behind, catching the inside of her thighs and digging into her slit. Her whole body jerked from the pain as one strand tortured her clit. It felt like he was ripping her apart, destroying her pussy.

"Please master, please stop. Ahhhhh."

This time he lashed her bum and her back, twice in quick succession. By now her tears were streaming down her cheeks as she sobbed, pleading with him.

"I'm sorry. I'll be a good slave. Please master, no more."

He kicked her legs apart, landing another blow to her cunt and her inner thighs before she could bring her legs together again.

"Ahhhhrghh."

"So whose the loser now cunt?"

"I am master, I'm the loser."

"So, are you my little cunt?"

"Yes master, I'm your cunt. I'm your slut master. Your cunt slut slave."

Three times he brought the whip down as hard as he could on her bum and each time she cried out as her abused body jerked from the pain.

"Ohhhhh."

Crouching down he grabbed her hair and pulled her head up, roughly twisting her around to look at him, causing her to cry out once more. She looked so pitiful, fear filled eyes puffy and red from crying, cheeks stained with tears, but in many ways this was the most beautiful she'd ever looked to him, completely vulnerable, completely his to do with as he pleased. He knew he didn't need to whip her anymore. Not now anyway.

As he pulled her closer she tensed, waiting for another blow to land but then his lips were against hers, his tongue in her mouth. It was over, he wasn't going to hurt her anymore. Moaning with relief she returned the kiss her tongue playing with his as her hands went around his back. Pulling herself into a half sitting position she pressed her body against his, trying her best to rub her tits against his chest. Her left hand started playing with his hair as her right hand moved to the front, searching for his cock. The thought that was now pounding through her head was that she had to keep him happy, had to prove to him that she was a perfect slave and that she loved everything he asked her to do.

Richard wasn't complaining but now that his anger was subsiding he was certainly confused. Within a couple of minutes she'd gone from a great cocksucker to a real bitch and now to a sort of sexy slut. As her hand grasped his cock and she started jerking him off he held her closer, arms now around her back, pulling her tits against his chest. She broke the kiss and started kissing down his neck to his chest as she spoke, her hard nipples making a trail down his body as she moved lower.

"Mmmm. Would you like me to suck your beautiful cock again master? Please? I know I can do it properly this time. Please master? I promise I'll do it properly and . and you won't have to punish me master. Because I'll do anything you want master. Mmmm. I love kissing you master. You . you taste so good."

As tempted as he was to let her suck him off again he really wanted to try some other things today before his balls ran out of come. Still he let her work her way down, kissing and licking his body till with a loud moan, her mouth engulfed the head of his cock and she sucked on it, twirling her tongue around it. Letting his cock out of her mouth she dropped further down and sticking her tongue as far out as she could she wetly licked from his balls all the way up the shaft.

"Mmmm. Do you want me to keep going master? Will I swallow your come again? Or, or do you want to come on my face?"

"Yeah, maybe later cocksucker. But now you're going to watch some more videos."

"Yes master. I'll do whatever you want me to."

"Okay, get up cunt. You can sit on the couch. I want you to watch the next two."

"Yes master, whatever you want."

Helping her up he led her over to the couch and then put the video in. When he turned back to her she was sitting with her legs spread wide displaying her cunt to him and her shoulders were pulled back so her tits jutted out. Her body looked amazing, just like some of the girls in his bondage photos, covered with red stripes from the whip. The best part however was way she was looking at him, almost like a puppy, looking to see if it was going to be praised for something it had done.

Going over to her he stood between her legs and bent down so he could kiss her again. Instantly her hands came up and started fondling his cock. He let her play with him for a few seconds and then pulled away.

"Now I'm leaving you for a while. Pay attention to the vid!"

"Yes master."

Richard went straight back to his room and sat at his computer trying to understand what had just happened. For a while he'd thought that it was all over but now she seemed to be even more intent on pleasing him. Obviously when ever she tried to get away he'd just have to whip her and then she'd be even more of a slut for him.

But it wasn't working out like in his fantasies and he started to realise that he'd have to adjust his expectations. In his fantasies after the first time they'd had sex she always admitted how wrong she was and before long was telling him that she loved him. This was definitely not going to happen. Best he could hope for would be that she would continue to do everything he said and he'd have his own personal fuck toy. Which was really an incredibly awesome thought. His own fucktoy, who he could have sex with anytime he wanted. Probably better than a girlfriend although there was no reason why he couldn't go out places with her and get her to tell people she was his girlfriend.

By the time he'd sorted all this out his computer alarm was beeping him to let him know it had already been sixty minutes. Time to change the video.

Back in the family room Janet was watching the next video, making sure she didn't miss anything, too scared to even look away from the tv. This one was all about fucking. This time when the girls arrived for their class they were all dressed in sexy clothes, including their underwear which they excitedly showed off to each other. When they were settled in their seats, Candy asked Tiffany to show the class how she liked to have sex using John as her partner.

Tiffany undressed, lay down on a bed with her legs apart. John got on top of her and they started fucking. Tiffany just lay there, very unresponsive, letting the John do all the work. Candy quickly told them to stop and they all gathered at the bed and discussed what Tiffany had done. Candy told them how important it was to experiment with other positions, to talk dirty and most importantly to be responsive all the time. She also told them to practice using their cunt muscles and each of the girls had to put a finger into Candy's cunt so she could show them how she could use her cunt to squeeze and milk a cock. The girls then had sex with their partners in dozens of different positions.

As she was watching this Janet realised that Richard would expect her to learn how to use her muscles when they were having sex. She looked over to the door to make sure he wasn't there and then she carefully slid her finger into her pussy. Normally it would have been stopped by her hymen but now she could slide it in till her knuckles were pressed against her slit. Then she tried to squeeze and found that she could do it easily. Thinking she heard a noise she quickly took her finger out. It was a false alarm but she was too nervous to do it again in case he did sneak back in.

When the video finished she stayed on the couch, not sure if she was meant to put in the next one or wait for him to come back. Watching the clock tick over she became more and more worried that he did expect her to put in the next video. She was just about to stand when he came back.

He didn't say anything, quickly changing the tape and then going over to her, standing between her legs. His right hand grabbed her hair on the top of her head and pulled her forward while his other hand pointed his ever hard cock at her mouth. As his cock entered her mouth he moved his hands, grasping her ears and using them like handles to fuck her face back and forth on his cock. This was the way it should be he thought, treating her like a sex thing, using her however he wanted.

As his hand had reached out to her she'd thought he was going to hit her again and it took all her strength not to pull away. When she realised it was just more cock sucking she actually relaxed a bit. Opening her mouth wide she let his cock in and immediately started licking and sucking it. She brought one hand up between his legs so she could play with his balls and the other went around him to hold his arse cheeks, feeling them clench each time he plunged into her mouth.

Twelve times he fucked his cock brutally into her mouth, enjoying every hard thrust and then he withdrew, stepping away, his cock glistening with her saliva.

"I'll be back when this one's finished cunt."

"Yes master."

Once more Richard left her alone, this time getting things prepared for their next fuck session. When he'd fantasised about the next thing he was going to do to her it had generally involved her really wanting him to do it but now he knew this would only ever be a fantasy. So he prepared a much more interesting approach, gathering the bits and pieces he figured he'd use.

The next video, Opening the Back Door was all about anal sex. First the girls learnt about rimming, each taking turns to lick and fuck their tongues into their partners arses. Then they were all fucked in the arse by their partners, each of them coming of course. Janet was horrified, realising that Richard must be planning to do it too her, fuck her back there and there was nothing she could do about it. Still, the girls in the video all seemed to like it so maybe it wouldn't be as painful as it looked.

All too soon the video was over and he was back in the room, standing in front of her, clipping the lead back on, his hard cock pointing at her.

Chapter 7 - Opening the Back Door

"I feel like another fuck. Okay?"

"Yes master."

She cowered back as he slowly lifted his hand up, threatening to hit her.

"What'd you mean 'yes master'? Is that the best you can fucking do? Because it's not fucking good enough you stupid cunt. When I tell you I feel like fucking you, you should be pleased, you should be telling me how much you want my cock."

"Oh, I do master, I do want your cock. I want you to fuck me master. Please don't hurt me again. Please fuck me master, please."

He held his hand up for a moment longer, pulling it back even further, making it look like he was making up his mind whether to hit her then he lowered it.

"Hmm, okay this time. But you'd better be careful bitch or I will hit you. Okay, you can crawl back to my bedroom so we can fuck in comfort."

As she crawled in front of him she was conscious that he was probably looking down at her bum, almost certainly able to see her arsehole. She tried to clench her arse cheeks praying that he wouldn't do it to her there but in her heart knowing that he would. Why else would he have made her watch the last video Then they were in his room again and she stopped, waiting for him to tell her what to do.

"Crawl over to my desk and stand up."

Richard was watching her really carefully as she stood and he was rewarded as he saw her body tense and goosebumps break out across her back. He knew why. He'd cleared most of the stuff off his desk and laid out handcuffs, a bunch of special leather restraints and three steel bars. They were neatly laid out, mostly in pairs and he figured they must look terrifying.

This was worse than she'd been imagining, far worse than even the thought of him raping her behind. He was going to tie her up and beat her again and she couldn't do anything about it, couldn't say anything because she knew that would just make the beating worse. All she could do was stand there, shivering with fear, waiting.

"A few bits and pieces to dress you up in. Those first two are for your wrists. Put em on cunt."

There was a second of hesitation but not enough for him to really count it as a punishment and then, with trembling hands, she picked up the wrist bands and put them on. They were about two inches wide and made from soft leather. There was a buckle to hold them on and around the outside there were three D rings.

"Good slave. And make sure they're tight. Now the next ones go right at the top of your thighs."

This pair were pretty much the same as the wrist bands, just a little longer. They were followed by bands just above her knees and then ankle cuffs.

"Last one goes around your waist. And I want that really tight, okay. I said okay slut. Fucking answer me when I tell you something cunt."

"Yes master, I'm sorry master, I'll do it tight."

And she did, pulling till it was digging into her narrow waist.

"Okay, now let me see you. Turn around. All the way."

As she slowly turned he couldn't believe how sexy it looked, her beautiful body naked except for the strips of black leather and the gleaming silver of the buckles and d rings.

"Oh yeah, fuck that looks sexy. You look like a perfect fuck toy now. Which is what you are isn't it? You're my little fuck toy aren't you?"

"Yes master . I'm your fuck toy."

"Okay, get on the bed fuck toy and kneel down at the end, facing this way. Come on, you want to get fucked don't you toy?"

"Yes master."

She scrambled on to the bed as quickly as she could and assumed her squatting position at the foot, looking out. She was trying to avoid looking at him but she couldn't help see that he now was holding the bars and the handcuffs. Her heart almost stopped as she realised that he was going to hit her with the bars.

"Now these are what's called spreaders. This one is for your knees. See this catch here? It snaps onto one of the rings on the band just above your knee. Same on the other side. Makes sure that your legs are kept wide apart so I can get at your cunt. Good idea, huh?"

"Yes master."

"Put it on."

He wasn't going to hit her with them, he was going to fuck her again! And in her pussy, not her arse. It was such a relief that she almost grabbed the bar from him as he held it out to her.

"Yes master."

It was easy to put on although once she had it in place she realised she was going to be even more helpless, totally unable to escape anything he wanted to do to her with this steel rod holding her knees so far apart.

"Now these ones go between you ankles and the top of your thighs, one on each side."

When she had them in place she was forced to kneel upright, her knees now locked in place at a ninety degree angle and she had to be careful that she didn't overbalance and fall off the bed.

"Hands behind your back."

Reaching behind her quickly cuffed her hands before clipping the cuffs to the leather belt around her narrow waist, effectively immobilising her hands. It had the added benefit of pushing her beautiful tits out. He stood in front of her, smiling, loving having her bound like this, totally at his mercy, unable to escape him even if she dared. After the last whipping he thought that his need to hurt her had gone, but seeing her bound like this the desire to hurt her, to pay her back as he used her body for his pleasure came back in a wave of lust.

Reaching out he ran his finger over her lips before probing into her mouth.

"Let's see, I've already fucked your mouth. Twice. You liked that didn't you slave? You liked sucking my cock?"

"Yes master."

His fingers left her mouth and traced down her front, between her tits.

"Thought so. Oh and remind me later that to let you write down in your punishment book that your didn't lick and suck my fingers when I stuck them in your mouth, bitch."

Her eyes shot up to his in fear but she didn't dare complain, not after last time and she quickly dropped her eyes.

"Yes master."

"Haven't tit fucked you yet. That'd be fun."

Bringing his hands to the side of her beautiful tits he pushed them together, his fingers sinking into her firm mounds. With his thumbs he was able to push her rubbery nipples in till he was brushing them against each other.

"Ohhhh."

"Like that do you slut? Wow, what a great fuck channel your big tits make. I could come all over your slutty face. You'd like that wouldn't you slave?

"Yes master."

She'd never heard, never even imagined something like that, using her boobs to have sex. It sounded so perverse, so dirty and sluttish.

"But not this time!"

"Ohhh."

His right hand had moved down to cup her mound, a finger jabbing inside her while his left hand kept playing with her tits tweaking and tugging at her nipple.

"Ohhh!"

"Of course I do like fucking your tight cunt. Do you?"

"Yes master. Ahhh!"

He'd flicked her swollen nipple with his finger

"Yes master what, you stupid bitch."

"I like you fucking me . fucking my, my tight cunt . Ohhhh."

"Cunt's a bit dry isn't it. Still I'm sure you'll get wet quickly enough once my cock's in you, won't you."

"Yes master."

"What about here? I haven't fucked this hole yet. Would you like me to fuck you up the arse, slut?"

"Unhhhh." His finger had left her vagina now and he was forcing it inside her arse. Of course she didn't want him to do it, but she knew that if she said that he'd punish her till she said what he wanted to hear.

"Yes master."

"Ahhhhh."

He'd jabbed his finger in as far as he could, scraping the inside of her arse with his nails while his thumb fucked back into her cunt and with his other hand he started squeezing her tit, crushing her nipple between finger and thumb.

"You know you're really starting to piss me off again. And you're earning yourself some fucking big time punishment cunt. If I ask something like 'do you want me to fuck your arse' you don't just fucking whisper yes master. You tell me how much you'd love it, how much you want it, want my cock up there."

"I'm sorry master, I do want it. I want you to fuck my arse. I want your big cock to fuck my arse. Please don't punish me, don't hurt me. I'd love you to fuck my arse, really. Please master, please fuck my arse."

He started working his finger in her arse and his thumb in her cunt, fucking them while his other hand started gently tugging on her nipple.

"Are your really sure? You really want me to fuck your virgin arse?"

"Oh yes master, really, I really want your big cock up my arse, my virgin arse."

"Well okay slut, seeing as how you want to be arse fucked I guess that I'll have to do it!"

Leaning in he kissed her, his tongue pushing straight into her mouth. She responded instantly pressing her lips against his, duelling with his tongue, too scared not to as he continued to finger fuck her cunt and arse. Then he was gone, moving back to his desk where he picked up a tube. He came back to her and opening the tube, he squeezed the lubricant out. Standing in front of her as he slowly started greasing his cock. This was it. He was actually going to arse fuck her. What a day! Mouth, cunt and now arse! There were tears rolling down her face but there was no way her tears were going to stop him. In fact they'd only make it better as he gave the bitch what she deserved for all the humiliation he'd had to put up with from her.

"Want to make sure my cock is properly greased so it'll slide easily up your tight virgin arsehole. Probably should put some on your arse too."

With a gob of grease on his fingers he reached between her legs and smeared it over the wrinkled pucker of her arsehole. Then he took a second gob and this time she grunted as he wormed a finger into her as far as he could spreading the grease around her arse chute.

"Let's hope that's enough. Okay bitch, time to rock and roll!"

Tossing the tube of lubricant back to the desk he climbed onto the bed behind her. Grabbing the bars that locked her feet and upper thighs in place he used them as handles to drag her further up the bed. Next, reaching between her spread legs he picked up the leash which was still attached to her slave collar and, feeding the end under the knee spreader bar he pulled up on it which of course dragged her head and neck down. He didn't stop till her forehead was pressing into the bed, her back arched, tits touching the bed and her arsehole even more exposed. Tying the leash off on the knee spreader he lent back, looking at her, bound and waiting, ready for him to fuck her arse.

The sight was truly an awesomely sexy one, much more so than he'd have ever imagined it could be. He'd looked at lots of bondage pics over the last months but nothing really prepared him for this and he knew that what he'd done here was really only very mild bondage. She looked so fucking exciting. Her arsehole and were cunt completely open to him to do whatever he wanted and there was absolutely nothing she could do to stop him. She couldn't run away, close her legs, try to push him away, fight him off, she couldn't do a thing.

Then as he stared at the reddish brown pucker of her greased arsehole he started to feel nervous and he froze, unable to do anything, his stomach feeling like there were a thousand butterflies fluttering inside. He'd dreamed so many times about fucking her cunt and her sucking him off that although the reality was incredibly special, it was also something that in a way he'd sort of experienced before he actually did it. But he'd never really thought much about fucking her there, in her arse. Certainly not the way he'd fantasised about the other things. What if he didn't like it or if he couldn't get his cock in because it was too tight? He had a horrible image of trying and trying but being unable to get his cock into her. Embarrassing, even humiliating. When he'd put his fingers in her it had been really tight, much tighter than her cunt. Maybe he should put more of the lubricant in her to help. And maybe he should have gagged her because she was probably going to really scream with this one.

However resting a hand on her bum to support himself as he prepared to get off the bed was enough to snap him out of it. The physical contact seemed to dispel his nerves and feelings of doubt almost instantly and his grip on her bum tightened, his fingers digging in. Without thinking about it his other hand moved to his greased cock as he inched forward till he could rest the head of his cock on her puckered arsehole. Placing both hands on her hips he started a small rocking motion, pushing his cock forward and then back again, allowing her body to rock with his. Her arsehole looked so tiny against his blood filled cockhead and he still had no idea what to expect as he prepared to fuck into her arse but now it didn't seem to matter. The stories he'd read were all so different with some talking about arse fucking as though it would almost rip the girl apart and other treating it like the girl would love it. He also wasn't really sure how much he'd like it but there was only one way to find out.

"Remember what Mandy said. Relax and you'll love it! Ready bitch? Ready for me to fuck this tight arsehole?"

"Yes master."

He started to tighten his grip on her hips, digging his fingers in as he applied a bit more pressure with his cock.

"I can't hear you. I asked if you're ready for me to fuck your tight virgin arsehole."

"Yes master, I'm ready for you to fuck my . my tight virgin arsehole."

"Then beg me cunt. Come on, beg me. Tell me how much you want to feel my cock inside your arse."

"Please fuck my . my virgin arse. Please master. I, I want to feel your cock inside me. Inside my arse. Please fuck my tight virgin arseho . Ohhhh! Ahhh, hurts!"

It was in! The head of his cock was inside her, feeling like the top of a tree had been punched into her guts. Instinctively she tried to pull away but it was impossible, restrained the way she was.

Fuck, he'd done it! His cockhead was actually inside Janet Sheen's fucking virgin arsehole. Fucking incredible! He smiled triumphantly as he felt her ineffectually try to escape. It was possible! He'd done it, his cock was inside her fucking arse and the way he had her secured she wasn't going anywhere. For a while he was content to just rock slowly back and forth, looking at the incredible sight of his cock, the head invisible now, distending her brownish red arsehole, stretching it impossibly. The grip of her arse ring was so tight, much tighter than her cunt had been, that it felt like it was going to squeeze his cockhead off. As he rocked his hips her arse ring would pucker out and then disappear back in. Fucking amazing!

"Now bitch I'm going to fuck your arse till I fill it with a load of my come. Ready cunt?"

When she didn't answer he slapped her arse as hard as he could.

"Oww."

"I said are you ready cunt? Are you ready to have your fucking arse reamed out."

"Yes master."

Tightening his grip on her hips he pushed as hard as he could, his eyes opening wide with the incredible sight and sensations as his cock plunged into her till his stomach slammed into her arse and he could feel his balls resting against her cunt. She wailed as he fucked into her but he didn't care. He'd done it. He'd fuck all three of her holes in the one day! Legend! And the feeling of her arse ring tightly gripping his shaft as he'd plowed into her and the walls of her arse rubbing against his cockhead and shaft were unlike anything he'd ever felt before. So tight, so exciting.

"Noo . Ahhh, hurts . please no. NOOO! Take it out! Please Richard, stop, take it out!"

"No way bitch, and call me master you fucking slut!"

He slapped her on the bum again but she barely felt it. Having him inside her like this was nothing like when he'd fucked her before. This was pain and absolute humiliation as he cock split her in two like a red hot poker and the force of his thrust jammed her face and neck roughly into the bed. She didn't know how those stupid sluts on the video could have enjoyed something like this. Instinctively she tried to pull herself off him but there was no where to go and when she tried to twist away his iron grip on her hips stopped her.

He stayed there for a few moments, savouring the sight and feel of his stomach pressed firmly into her arse cheeks before he started to pull out.

"Ahhhhh . noo, please! No, don't."

As he'd slowly pulled out again it felt like he was pulling her guts out and her whole body started shaking uncontrollably as the tears coursed down her cheeks.

In some ways the withdrawal was even more exciting. Her arsehole was gripping his cock so tightly that it distended out as though she was trying to keep him inside her.

"No more, please, please master. Hurts. Hurts too much! Ahhhhhhh!"

He'd slammed into her again, ignoring her pleas. Then, as she continued to beg him to stop he set up a slow, steady rhythm pulling out till only his cockhead was in her and then bearing down again, sinking back into her greased arse till his balls were rubbing against her cuntlips, his stomach pressing into her bum. The sensation was fantastic and because he'd already come so many time today he was pretty sure he'd be able to last as long as he wanted.

"Fucked your mouth, fucked your cunt, now fucking your arse. Do you like being arse fucked slave?"

"Unhh. No, please, it hurts. Please stop master."

"No fucking way bitch. I'm not stopping till I've filled your fucking arse with my come."

She'd stopped her desperate attempts to to pull away from him now, apparently resigned to what he was doing so he let go of her hips and leaning over her slid his hands under her so he could hold her big tits. He was now in a v shape, his feet providing purchase on the bed so he could keep fucking her, his upper body pressing against her back, her cuffed hands against his ribs, a great reminder of how he'd bound her for his total pleasure. Which is what this was he realised as he started kissing and biting her shoulders and neck, while he fingers started playing with the swollen nubs of her nipples and his cock kept fucking her arse, total pleasure.

It wasn't total pleasure for Janet. But it was no longer total pain. Somehow she was becoming accustomed to the size of his cock raping her poor behind and the pain was now only a dull ache. But it still was horrid and humiliating, nothing at all like when he'd raped her pussy earlier. As much as she hated admitting it having his cock inside her pussy had felt good, natural. Even having his cock in her mouth felt alright, but having it in her bum felt so alien, so degrading.

As he hugged her, the anger drained away and he was able to really enjoy the sensations of her skin against his, the rubbery feel of her nipples against his fingers and the clasping of his cock by her tight arse. And as he felt good so he started to want her to maybe enjoy what they were doing. Letting go of her left nipple he reached down across her clenching belly, his fingers moving through her silky pubic hair and into her slit. This time he had no trouble finding her clit which was already hard. She might still be moaning for him to stop but if her clit was hard then he reckoned that she must be enjoying at least some of what he was doing, the slut.

By now even the ache was gone and although she wouldn't admit she liked it, the feel of his hot cock plowing through her behind was no longer awful, no longer feeling so unnatural. What it did feel like though was that he was in control, total control of her. That he could impale her from behind with his cock and she had no choice, she had to let him do whatever he wanted.

When his finger first brushed over her clit it sent an unwanted spark of pleasure into her pussy and she almost cried out yes. As he started playing with her clitoris, rubbing and pushing it with his thumb and finger the pain from his cock raping her arse become mixed with the glow of pleasure that built steadily her between her legs.

"Oh fuck, you're arse is so fucking tight. Oh yeah this is so fucking good bitch, so fucking good. Reaming you out, reaming you out with my fucking cock." And he slammed his cock into her even harder, driving her shoulders and face into the bed.

"Ahhhh."

"Tell me how much you like being arse fucked slut."

She was so squashed into the bed she could barely speak but somehow she managed to squeak out a reply.

"No. Hurts. Please stop, please. Ahhhhh."

When she refused to say that she liked being fucked in the arse he squeezed her tender nipple. Not as hard as he'd done a few times earlier, but hard enough for her to cry out in pain. He kept his grip on her nipple, his cock still buried deep in her arse.

"I'll ask you again cunt, do you like being arse fucked?"

"Ahhh, ahh, yes, yes I do. Please don't hurt my nipples. Please master."

"Then tell me how much you like having my big cock up you tight virgin arse."

"I love it. I love your cock in my virgin arse. It feels good master. I like being arse fucked by you master."

He slowly withdrew till only the head of his cock was in her then sank down again.

"Ahhh . oh, yes, master. Fuck my arse. Fuck my virgin arse with your cock. Oh yes, thank you master. Thank you for fucking my virgin arse."

"That's better slave. You keep telling me how much you love me fucking you."

Once again he set up a steady rhythm, fucking in and out of her arse. One hand holding a tit, the other playing with her clit.

By now she wasn't really conscious of what she was saying. She just knew she had to keep him happy so he wouldn't hurt her poor nipple so as his cock continued raping her behind she kept telling his how good it was, how much she wanted it.

That was what finally pushed him over the top, listening to her telling him how much she loved him fucking her arse amidst her moans of pain as he kept pushing her into the bed. As the almost indescribable feeling leading to his climax built he let go of her clit and brought his hand back to her tit. His whole body started tingling and he could feel his balls tightening as he kept plowing into her arse chute, trying to make it last as long as he could.

"Ahhhh, yes! Coming. Coming in your fucking arse!"

Plunging completely into her he stayed there, his hips jerking with each spurt of come, his legs trembling as his hands squeezed into her tit flesh. The sensation of his come pumping along his cock and into her was so intense it was almost painful for him.

Of course the whole experience was totally painful for Janet. When he stopped teasing her clit the ache of his cock in her arse became overpowering and then when he started squeezing her tits, she thought he was going to tear them off he gripped them so hard. Each time he squeezed her she'd feel his cock jerk deep inside her and splash his hot come into her. And so her cries and moans of pain mingled with his yells and gasps of pleasure.

Finally it stopped and with one last jab he collasped over her, his death grip on her tits loosening as he slowly came down from his orgasm. He felt lightheaded and was content to just lie there for a while, resting on her bound body, his cock still impaling her while he recovered. For the next couple of minutes, every now and then another jolt of pleasure would course through his body and he'd shudder, his grip tightening again on her tits and his hips jabbing forward again, trying to push his cock even deeper into her arse.

Eventually even that died away and he was left feeling totally sated. Slowly his right hand started roaming again, finding its way back to her slit where he idly started toying with her clit. By now it had softened but it only took a couple of minutes of slippery manipulation for it to engorge again.

Playing with her cunt was so amazing, all he'd ever imagined and more, and he knew he'd never tire of it. With his thumb still on her clit he slid his fingers further along her wet slit till they were stopped by something. His cock! His fingers were touching the bottom of his cock where it was stuffed into her arse! Fucking amazing!

Running the tip of his finger over her arse hole he realised it felt different. It was no longer puckered like before. Now it was smooth, stretched wide by his cock. He pulled back an inch, actually feeling how her arse ring extended out then sort of folded in when he pushed his cock back into her. He did it a few more times, blown away at actually being able to play with a girl like this.

But the magic lure of her cunt was calling him and he moved his fingers back to her slit till he could feel the opening to her cunt. It felt so great, slippery and wet, as he rubbed at the opening before plunging two fingers into her.

"Ohhh ."

She tried to stop it but as his thumb was playing with her clitoris she could feel her excitement building again. Then when his finger's pushed inside her she gave up and just focused on feeling good. If she had to put up with the pain, at least occassionally there should be something that felt good. And it felt great as his fingers pistoned into her and his thumb kept sliding over her engorged clitoris. There was a temptation to hold off, to make it last but she was also uncertain if he'd keep playing with her so she closed her mind to everything but the rapidly growing pleasure in her pussy.

Richard wasn't really interested in her pleasure when he started finger fucking her. He was just enjoying being able to play with her cunt like this. But when she started moaning and her legs started quivering he realised that she was acturally getting turned on by what he was doing and he decided to see it he could make her come. Leaving his fingers as deep inside her as he could he started twisting them around as he brushed his thumbnail over her swollen clit. He was rewarded by increased groans and then her legs started shaking and her cunt seemed to contract, gripping his fingers like a vise.

"Ohhh, ohhh, yes. Ohh, fuck. Yes. Oh yes!!"

Everytime he scraped his thumb over her clit her body jerked and she moaned again, so he kept it up, wondering if how long he could make her come for. As the pressure of her cunt on his fingers relaxed he started finger fucking her again, squishing his fingers around inside her.

"That's it cunt. Come for me like the slut you are. Want to come again? Huh? Want to come again for me slave? Come on, come on slut!"

And she did, her body spasming again as waves of pleasure exploded from her pussy.

"Ohhh. Yes, coming. Oh fuck. Oh yes."

By now Richard was getting a bit tired and his hand felt like it was going to cramp if he didn't give it a rest. Pulling his hips back he watched his come covered cock slide from her arse till his cockhead popped out. She stayed open! Her arsehole stayed gaping open after he'd pulled out. Fucking amazing! As he watched, it slowly closed in, puckering up once more.

Letting go of her tits and cunt, he fell back on the bed, revelling in the afterglow of not only having come in her arse but also having made her come like that.

As Richard pulled away from her, Janet lost her balance and toppled to her side facing away from Richard, one leg sticking up in the air because of the spreader bar. For a few moments she lay there, coming down from the double orgasm shed' just had. Then she remembered what she had to do unless she wanted to be punished again. Blocking her mind from the horror of it, she started wriggling her body, inching it around on the bed till she could see Richard as he lay on his back, legs splayed, obviously satisified. Finally, after what felt like an eternity of effort, she was in position, her face near his hips.

As he lay there he could feel her moving on the bed but knew she couldn't really get anywhere so he didn't bother. It was only when he felt her against his thigh that he lifted his head, wondering what she was trying to do. By the time he worked it out, it was to late to stop her.

Raising her head, she stared at his still swollen cock. Last time it had been tinged red, this time his come was tinged brown from being in her bum. She knew that if she thought about it she wouldn't be able to do anything so she closed her eyes, opened her mouth and lowered her face till she was able to scoop his cockhead into her mouth.

His first instinct was to tell her she didn't have to do this, clean his come and shit covered cock, but as he felt her mouth engulf him and her tongue start swirling around his cock he shut up. After all she was just doing what he'd told her to do, just being a good slave. As he watched her struggling he realised it was going to be difficult for her to clean him if he left her bound.

"That's a good obedient slave. Now I'm just going to take a couple of these things off so you can clean me properly."

Reaching over her, he first undid the handcuffs and was soon rewarded by the feel of her small hands cupping his balls. Then he unclipped the spreader bars, letting them fall to the floor.

It felt so good not to have the bar holding her knees apart that she'd have thanked him if her mouth wasn't full of his cock. Once the horror of having his cock in her mouth after it had been in her bum had passed she realised that it didn't taste revolting like she'd thought it would. So she kept sucking and licking at his cock, taking as much into her mouth as she could before letting it out and moving her mouth and tongue around the lower half, finally making her way down to his balls, cleaning them as well.

Richard lay back with his head propped up on the pillow so he could watch her work, totally content as his slave girl cleaned his cock. This was definitely the life, his naked slut licking him clean. Her tongue felt so good as it covered every inch of his cock and balls. So fucking good that he wondered if his cock would ever be soft again.

Soon she'd cleaned all the come from him but she kept licking and sucking, not game to stop till he told her too. Then he started to move. At first she wasn't sure what he was doing but it quickly became apparent. He was spreading his legs apart and lifting his knees up in the air which of course tilted his pelvis up, opening up his arse crack and exposing his arsehole. She knew what he wanted and this time she didn't even think of resisting. After all she'd already licked him there today and she'd just cleaned his cock after it had been in her bum.

Richared was half expecting her to ignore what he was doing so when he felt the wet tickle of her tongue moving along the ridge under his balls he was pleasantly surprised. He wished he could actually watch her licking his arse crack and resolved to arrange that next time with maybe a mirror or even film it with his parents camera. Now that would be a real buzz, filming her doing all sorts of things. He could make his own private porno collection. For now however he was more than content to enjoy the feel of her tongue licking away moving closer and closer to his arsehole.

"That's a good slave. Lick me everywhere. Oh fuck yes. Lick my fucking arsehole. Oh fuck that's good."

When he felt the tip of her tongue touching his arsehole it took his breath away. This was so disgusting, so fucking good to have her tongue on his arse. Holding her head in place he made sure she stayed there.

"Yeah that's it, keep licking me slut. Come on slut, I want to feel your tongue. Come on, try pushing you tongue in me. Come on slut, do it."

Earlier when she'd had to lick him like this the position she was in meant she couldn't see what she was doing which was so much better. This time however she was sort of upside down, the top of her head now pressed into the bed. As she'd moved her mouth down from his balls she was transfixed by the pucker of his arsehole, knowing that she was going to be putting her tongue on it again. It felt so disgusting, dirtier than even licking the cock clean. She felt like such a slut and then her tongue was on it and his hand was on her head, pushing her into him stopping her from even thinking about escaping from this ultimate humiliation. She licked the puckered skin, trying unsuccessfully to not think about what she was doing. Then, as if from far away she heard him telling her to do something. It took a while to understand what he was saying and when she finally understood she instinctively tried to pull back.

"No you don't cunt. I want to feel your fucking tongue up my arse. Come on. Stick it out and clean out my arse. Do it bitch or I'll fucking punish you so fucking hard."

So she did the only thing she could, obeyed him, sticking her tongue out, funnelling it into a point as he kept the pressure on her head.

"Fuck. Fucking hell. Oh shit that's fucking amazing. What a fucking slut. Yeah, get it in there. Fucking lick my arse cunt! Oh fuck that's fucking amazing."

Her tongue had only pushed into him maybe half an inch but what a feeling. Not just the feeling either, but also the knowledge that Janet Sheen was sticking her tongue in his bum. That's probably what made it feel so intense. Finally after a couple of incredible minutes he eased off on the pressure on her head, letting her tongue slipped out.

"Fuck that felt amazing. Just what your fucking mouth should be used for, bitch. Okay, just keep licking me for a while. Like a little bitch puppy dog."

For the next twenty minutes he let her lick and suck him, getting her to move from his arse to his balls to his cock and back by tugging on her hair. Although after the first few tugs he didn't have to do it anymore as she kept moving her tongue and lips around his crotch by herself. By now she no longer cared what she did. It wouldn't have mattered what he told her to do at the moment, she'd have done it she was so exhausted and demoralised. So she kept licking at him, his cock rubbing all over her face, till her lips felt like they were swollen and every time she came to his arsehole she narrowed her tongue, pushing it into him as much as she could while he moaned and called her a slut, an arse licking bitch and a cunt.

He didn't think he'd come again, not after already having come four times today but as she kept licking him the familiar pressure slowly built. Her mouth was once again covering his arse, her tongue pushing into him when he knew it was close. Part of him wanted to feel her mouth sucking his come out of him again but then he knew he'd have lots of opportunities for that in the days ahead. Today was obviously for trying lots of different things.

"Okay, I'm going to come again."

His hand tightened in her hair and she moved up till she was poised above his cock ready to finish sucking him off.

"No, not in your mouth. This time I'm going to come all over your slut face. Come on, start jerking me off. Come on cunt, get your fucking hand on my cock and start jerking. Yeah, that's the way. Play with my balls with your other hand. Careful! Oh, yeah. Now a bit faster. Faster! Yeah perfect. Hey, beg for it. Come on slut. Beg me to come on your face."

"Umm . please come on my face."

"Fuck bitch, you can do better than that. Or do you want me to whip you again. Want me to whip your fucking tits?"

"No master, no please. Please come on my face. Please I want you to come all over my face."

"Your slutty face."

"Please come on my slutty face."

"You're a cunt aren't you?"

"Yes master, I'm a cunt."

"Whose cocksucking cunt are you?"

"Ummm, what master?"

"Fuck, you're my cunt aren't you?"

"Oh, yes master, yes. I'm your cunt. Your cocksucking cunt. Please come on your . your cunt's face master. Please master I want your come on my slutty face. On my cocksucking face."

"Slut!"

"Yes master, I'm a slut. I'm you slut. Please come on my face, your slut, your cunt's face master."

"Ahhh, yeah. Take it cunt. Don't you fucking move. Oh fuck yeah. Open your mouth bitch. Oh fuck right up your fucking nose! Oh shit!"

The first spurt landed on her forehead and across her right eye. By the time the last spurt had come out there were ropey strands of come on both her cheeks, in her hair and dribbing down her nose, lips and chin. Pulling her head down onto his cock he made her suck the last bits of come from his cock, working her face up and down on his shaft.

"Suck the rest out. Yeah that's the way. Swallow my come cocksucker. Oh yeah that's the way you should always look cunt. Your fucking face covered in my come. What a fucking slut. Oh yeah, you cocksucking cunt."

Finally he stopped fucking her face, flopping back down on the bed feeling drained. Not in a bad way though. This was beautifully drained and he was looking forward to feeling like this a lot more. He kept a light grip on her head, holding her so that there was only a couple of inches of his cock in her mouth.

"Okay just suck real easy. My cock's feeling a bit sensitive after coming so much. Use your tongue bitch. Oh yeah, that's nice!"

By now Janet was really starting to feel exhausted and, although she'd have preferred to be able to lie down, she was more than happy to just run her tongue around his smooth cockhead and not have to work hard sucking him.

As he lay there enjoying her tongue bathing his cockhead his hands started to idly stroke her hair. It felt so nice, almost silky he thought as he let the strands run through his fingers. Everything about her felt nice and now he sort of wondered how he could have wanted to her hurt so much. Not that she didn't deserve it, but all his anger seemed to have gone now and it was hard to imagine wanting to whip her again. What he wanted her to do now was treat him the way she should have been treating him the last few years. Like a friend. Well, what he really wanted was for her to treat him like her boyfriend. Then it hit him. All his plans had been about getting even with her, forcing her to do stuff and punishing her. But lots of his fantasies about her were nice, like boyfriend girlfriend type of stuff and there was no reason why he couldn't get her to do those fantasies for him. It didn't have to be just the tying her up stuff because she had to do everything he told her to do. Awesome. If he wanted to he could even make her be his girlfriend.

Then something else hit him. Hunger! Turning his head to check his bedside clock he was surprised to see that it was six o'clock. Time to order some food in and maybe have a shower.

Shower. A couple of times he'd fantasised about having a shower with Janet and now he could make that fantasy come true. Just another one of the hundred's of fantasies he'd had involving Janet over the last few years. Hundred's of times he'd jerked off as he'd imagined them doing all sorts of things, not just raping her or whipping her. Some were sort of naff things like having a shower with her or her seducing him or him seducing her or being out somewhere like at McDonalds and she'd jerk him off under the table or being able to put his hand up her skirt and finger her somewhere public . yeah, he knew what he wanted to do for the rest of the evening. Make his fantasies come to life. There were at least a couple of fantasies he could play out tonight, starting with the shower one.