Slut4U 2nd writting assignment
First Writing Assignment
I walk up onto the deck of the cruise ship bound for the Caribbean, where they are holding a dance, wearing a short black skirt, showing of my long tanned legs, and a low cut white button down shirt so my voluptuous breast are in plain view. It’s a beautiful clear evening, somewhat on the chilly side so anyone looking closely can notice my hard nipples. On my way to the bar to get a drink I observe a very attractive man across the crowed dance floor looking my way. I flashed him a huge smile while ordering a Mudslide. When he smiled back I noticed his blue eyes shimmered as the light hit off of them. He reminded me of a cowboy with his tight jeans and button down white shirt on, his medium length brown hair that was held back in a ponytail. I decide to finish my drink and dance a little before I approach him.
As I was dancing with some other guys, he crosses the dance floor walking straight towards me. When he reaches me he grabs my wrist and says come get a drink with me. I obey and follow him slightly behind him, instead of stopping by the bar, he continues past the bar. When we get out of view of everyone, he grabs my wrist again and pushes me into a dark empty room.
“Where are we? I thought you wanted to get a drink?” I say as I hear him lock the door. He turns to me, pushes me down onto the floor and says “shut up slut. You will be punished for not coming to me when you noticed me.”
He tells me to get up and stay quite. When I look up at his face he hits me across the face. “Don’t you know enough, slave, not to make eye contact with your Master?? You will be seriously punished for that. Now get up and strip.” As I get to my feet I seem him walk over the stand by the bed and grab a cat o’ nine whip, collar, and handcuffs. As I watch this I am thinking “How can he know I am into this? No one knows. It’s just something I read about, I have never taken part in it. But boy does it get me hot! What can I do to get out of this? I changed my mind. I don’t want this to happen. I know I have thought about it for so long, but no, not like this. Please no! My 6th sense is telling me that this is what I have wanted for so long and that I am going to enjoy it.” He turns around and notices that I am still dressed, “Didn’t I tell you to get undress, slave?? Do you want more punishment?”
“Please don’t hurt me! I will do anything you ask.” Still not undressing or moving a muscle out of fear. “Dam right you will do what I ask. You will learn your place quickly my slave. Now undress or I will undress you and it will hurt.” Scared of what he will do if I don’t undress I start un-buttoning my shirt and getting undressed. When I am finished he grabs me by the hair and pulls me over to the bed, then attaches my wrist to the bed by using the handcuffs. “Bitch you will regret taking so long.” He attaches the collar to my neck with a leach and ties that to the bed also. Then goes down to my ankles and attaches then to the bed. “Please don’t hurt me. I will give you what you want. Please just don’t hurt me.” “Slave if I have to gag you it will hurt worse. Now keep your voice down while I whip you, so no one can hear you. If you don’t I will gag you and beat you twice as hard!” You will be getting 25 hits a crossed the butt and back for part of your punishment.
Whack!! I try to keep from screaming but I have never been hit before. I never in my wildest dreams thought it would hurt so severely. I scream out in pain. “I believe, I told you to keep your mouth shut you will be gagged. Isn’t that correct? Now you know what’s coming.” He turned towards the drawers by the bed and retrieved a 2” red ball gag. “Now I think this will look very nice on you my slave. Open up!” I try to move away but being secured to the bed there is nowhere for me to go. “Please, I will do anything.” He didn’t want to listen to me so he grabbed my face and forced my mouth open. He ruthlessly pushed the gag into my mouth until it was in place. “Now that should keep you quite, and since I warned you to be quite you will get 30 hit, instead of only 25” I shake my head trying to tell him no but he walked behind me to returned to administrating my punishment.
By the time he was done with the 30 hits from the Cat o’ Nine whip. I was in so much pain and in tears. My back and butt felt like they where on fire. I didn’t think I would ever be able to sit down again. “Slave, now I believe you will start listening to me. That is unless you what more of what you just got!?!” I try to tell him from behind the gag that I will do ANYTHING he wants.
“Now slave we are going to deal with the second part of your punishment. You are going to take a bath in saltwater to make sure those cuts don’t get infected. But because I know you will fight me, you will be bound and gagged. After this I am sure you will be submissive enough for me to take the gag off and you won’t speak without permission.” I am now terrified. I don’t want saltwater in my cuts, but there really isn’t anything I can do about it. I hear him start the water in the next room and when he returns he has rope with him to bind my arms and legs. He first takes the rope and ties my ankles tightly together. Then he ties them again above the knee so I can’t move my legs. He un-cuffs me from the bed but before I can do much he ties my arms together at the wrist and then just above the elbow. I am then lifted off the bed and carried into the bathroom. He sits me roughly into the steaming hot bathtub. Almost immediately I start trying to get out, but he holds me in place and tells me in 5 minutes he will lift me out.
Those 5 minutes pass like hours, but he lifts be out just when he said he would. He wraps a towel around me and carried me to the bed. He undoes my bindings, but cuffs my hands to the bed again. He tells me to get some sleep I will have a long day tomorrow……………
