As she was luxuriating in this euphoria, He went and got the cane. He stood behind her, gently tapping the cane against her lightly, telling her to push her ass up high and count the stokes. In her elated state her previous fears seemed to disappear. She eagerly did as He commanded and was startled by the searing pain that went though her as the cane stuck in the middle of her seat. Never in her life had she felt such pain, the sharpness and intensity of it threatened to overtake her. “One” she cried softly. The second one wasn’t any easier then the first, striking slightly lower and brought tears to her eyes. “Two”. By this time she had tensed up and He had to wait for her to relax, so ran His hand softly over the welts that were beginning to form. The third was delivered across her upper legs, followed quickly by the fourth. She begged Him to stop, the pain was too intense, there was no way she could take the last two. He asked her if she trusted Him, to which she replied yes. He told her that she would be OK, and He wanted her to take the last two, He was sure she could take them. Holding in the tears threatening to spill in fear of what was coming, she agreed. The fifth strike didn’t seem as hard as the earlier ones had, and she wondered if her body was adjusting to them or if He had not hit her as hard. “Five”, she said as He brought the cane down, one final time, fiercely against the middle of her ass again. “Six” she cried as she collapsed into the bed, her legs trembling in shock.

He let her lie there for a moment to collect herself, then told her to get back in position. When she was in place again, He rubbed her swollen bottom, soothing away the pain He had caused. As the shock of the experience began to wear off, she found she was enjoying having His hand rubbing her. She also realized that her slit was gaping and her fluids were freely flowing down her legs and onto the bed, where a small puddle was forming. “How could this happen?” she thought to herself She clearly hadn’t enjoyed the cane, or had she? Her mind and her body were in complete disagreement. Comforted in the knowledge that her spankings were over for the evening, she allowed herself to enjoy His ministrations, deciding to worry about the pain / pleasure paradox at a later time.

Once again His hand found its way to her sopping pussy and clit, where He took the entire palm of His hand and ran it back and forth over her enlarged lips and pleasure bud. She arched her back in eagerness, thrusting her body back and forth over His hand trying to feed her insatiable greed. As she came closer to orgasm on His hand, He stopped. This time she would take her pleasure with Him deep inside her. He unbuttoned His pants and removed His large, engorged cock and rubbed it in His hand, making it harder still. Moving behind her, He spread her legs farther, lifted her ass higher, and thrust hard inside her. Claire’s panting increased as she felt His hard cock inside her pussy, the large plug deep in her ass and her still burning flesh tingling on her bottom.

He reached one hand around and grabbed Her left nipple, pinching it hard, while His other hand rubbed violently against her pussy. Claire’s body was one giant organ of pleasure. The pain from her nipple increased the pressure on her clit, which was fueled by being plugged and driven by having His cock rammed into her mercilessly. Claire was so closing to cumming, her body was trembling.

“Don’t cum yet, you little bitch, you little whore. You are My cum slut, and you will cum when and only when I say so. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master”, she replied in ecstasy.

“Whose are you, He asked?” “I am yours Master”, she replied. “What are you?” He asked. “ I am your cum slut Master” Harder and deeper He fucked her, filling her, controlling her, consuming her, while His finger ravaged her clit, pulling on it, pinching it, causing her to cry out. She could feel her orgasm getting closer and closer, threatening to devour her. When He was close Him self, He said,

“Cum for me, CUM NOW, CUM HARD, I want you to explode all over my cock, I want to feel your pussy contracting in pleasure, You are such a little bitch in heat, just a little cum slut, and I want you to erupt harder and longer than you ever have before.” At hearing His demands, Claire’s orgasm overtook her and she writhe and thrashed underneath Him as her pleasure shook through her entire body. On and on He fucked her riding out the waves of her pleasure until at last He burst His seed inside her.

Totally spent, He collapsed on top of her while they both struggled to regain consciousness. Finally, He rose up off of her, removed the restraints, kicked His pants off from His ankles, and lay down on the bed. He gathered her in His arms, pulled a blanket over them, and they both fell asleep.

The next day Claire awoke about 1pm to the sounds of the hotel housekeeping staff knocking at the door. She told them she was still inside and to come back later. She looked around the room for any signs of Him, but He was gone. Next to her pillow was a single, long stemmed red rose, thorns still attached, and a note.

You have been a good slut for me Claire, as far as it has gone. It is my view we have made a start in making you the submissive that we both now know you want to be. A good start – but we have a long way to go. You need to be trained, to be made into the person we both know you wish to be, and I am willing to do that.

I want you to think about what you experienced last night and decide if you are truly ready to continue. If the answer is yes, you call me and say, “I am your cum slut Master. I live only to please you.”

Your Master

To be continued …