Twenty-three year old Riki looked in her closet, searching for the perfect outfit. Tonight marked a special occasion for her, not only was today her birthday, but it would be the day she brought home her first slave. Earlier in the week, Riki’s instructor had informed her that she thought that she was finally ready to own her own slave. As a present, her instructor Mistress Nathalie had given her the choice of one of her male slaves. Riki had chose a young stud that Mistress had only owned for the last 3 months. He stood almost 6 foot tall with chocolate brown hair and deep brown eyes. She had been working with him for a week now, naming him Mutt. She thought about how tonight would go. Would she make him subject to a whipping of initiation, a reminder of what would happen if he disobeyed her? Or would she forced him to eat her pussy until she came ten or twelve times? Of course, he would not get his cum tonight. Or maybe he would.. Would he have to drink his cum as well as another slaves? Maybe she would withhold his orgasm for the first 6 months, proving that she is the boss. She is his Mistress.

Snapping out of her daydream, Riki finally chose a short black latex skirt, matching halter top, and black stiletto boots. Her long blonde hair hung down her back as she put her nipple rings in. She took a quick look in the mirror before walking out the door. Mistress Nathalie only lived a couple blocks down the street from her, and she smiled as she listened to the sound he boots made on the cobblestone street. For a Saturday night, it was too quiet, but Riki didn’t think anything of it. Everybody would be out later, it only quarter til nine. She was looking forward to walking her slave home, with him on his hands and knees following her. Riki started humming to herself, trying to break the silence. She had no idea that this would be the last time that she exited her house, and she had no idea that she had been horribly set up.

The next thing Riki felt was her body hitting the ground, a hand clamped over her mouth, and somebody sitting on her back, twisting one arm painfully. A voice told her that if she cooperated, she would not be hurt. She was instructed that if she screamed, it would be the last noise she made. When asked if she understood, she nodded her head the best she could. The stranger yanked her hair, pulling her head back and Riki barely held back the scream that desperately was trying to escape her lips. Her mouth was pried open and a ball gag was shoved in. A blindfold was put on next, followed by handcuffs. The stranger then stood up pausing to run a hand up the inside of her thigh. Instinctively, she pressed her legs tight together.

“Show!” the voice said powerfully. Riki then realized that her captor knew about her dominate role. Submissives were required to show their pussies whenever a Dom ordered them to. It would be followed by punishment if the sub refused or hesitated. Now, with the tables turned Riki, feeling ashamed, spread her legs as wide as she could. The hand moved up finding her clit ring. With a flick, she felt herself growing wet. With a second, she felt the wave of orgasm take over her body. “Such a dirty little slut, you will be punished. This is for my pleasure, not yours. Get up!” The voice ordered, jerking on the cuffs, pulling her to her knees. Riki hurriedly rose to her feet, fearing what would happen next. The stranger the ripped her shirt down, exposing her perky hard nipples. The stranger then attached a small leash to each of the nipple rings. With a hard jerk, Riki started stumbling after her abductor. She guessed that they had only walked maybe twenty feet when she was told, “Step.” Cautiously, she made her way up the steps and into the basement of a Chicago apartment building. Little did she know that this place was all too familiar. It was Mistress Nathalie’s dungeon. “Stop.” Riki obeyed, her nervousness growing by the second. Her captor moved behind her, freeing her from the cuffs, only to lift her arms above her head, securing them the chains that hung from the ceiling. The chains were drew up, leaving a little slack.

“Spread your legs.” Riki spread them a foot. ’Wider!” Her feet spread another foot. She heard footsteps moving away from her, and Riki figured that she had pleased the stranger. But a second later her captor was coming back. She felt hands caressing her ass and she never knew what way coming. The stranger had chosen a short whip with eight thin leather strings on it. The first blow landed hard on her exposed clit. Riki screamed through the gag. “When I say spread your legs, you spread them as wide as you can slut.” Riki quickly spread her legs. To her relief, her captor unzipped one boot, then moved her leg in about 6 inches before locking a cuff around it, The same treatment was given to the other leg. In this position her legs were spread a little over three feet wide, exposing her pussy to the cool air around her. The chains were cranked up, forcing Riki to stretch uncomfortably. Her halter and skirt were ripped from her body.

“You will now receive 10 lashings to the back followed by 10 lashings to the front,” a female voice told her. “I will remove your gag and you will count them out, thanking me for each one, then asking me for another. You will call me Mistress, and if you cry out or fail to thank me, I will gag you again, and start over. If I must start over, each blow will be to your pussy or tits. Do you understand?” Gasps and words of approval could be heard and Riki suddenly realized that they were not alone.

Riki nodded her head and the gag was removed. Mistress moved forward rubbing her ass, pinching each cheek. Stepping back, Mistress pick up the whip, striking her firmly on the left cheek.

Riki gasped, “One. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?” Mistress struck her right check this time causing another gasp. “Two. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?” Mistress flicked the whip again, this time the tips of the leather ends landing in her sensitive ass crack. The tears begin to fall. "Three. Thank you, Mistress. May I have another?"

Mistress laid another hard blow to her left cheek. "Four. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?” The whip landed just an inch below the last. Riki gasped, "Five. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?” Riki heard the crack of the whip and shiver as it ran up her thigh, over her welted ass, and up the small of her back. The whip landed on her right cheek. "Seven. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?” Riki tensed her ass in anticipation and trying to ease the pain. Mistress quickly landed a blow on her left cheek, then right, then left, and finally right again. Riki sobbed, "Eight. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?”

"The next time you do that, you will receive the next ten on your clit. Understand, slut?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Riki whimpered. The next blow landed on her left thigh. "Nine. Thank you, Mistress. May I please have another?” Mistress smiled as she drew back and landed the last blow with the tips hitting directly in her crack. "Ten. Thank you, Mistress.” Mistress laid the flogger on the table. Looking carefully over the assortment of toys She laid out, She finally decided on a medium butt plug. Walking up behind her, Mistress ran Her hand up in between Her slut's thighs. Her roaming hands went up, caressing the welts that had begun to form. Her finger probed the tight hole, and gently she began to work it inside. Riki whimpered at the friction, biting her lip. Mistress took the plug, rubbing it on Riki's lips.

"Lick it, bitch," She ordered. Riki obeyed, sticking her tongue out, then taking it in her mouth to suck it. She coated it with as much saliva as she could manage, assuming the worst. Just her luck, Riki knew what was going on. Mistress removed her finger and replaced it with the top of the plug. Pushing and twisting lightly, the tip entered Riki. Riki moaned lightly, then she felt Mistress give a hard shove, forcing the plug all the way in. "Fuck, you stupid bitch! That fuckin' hurt!"

Mistress slapped Riki across the face. Riki heard the onlookers snicker. "Don't you ever open you carpet munching mouth again without permission. And I NEVER want to hear those words come out of your dirty cocksucking mouth unless you wish to live to regret it. Understood, whore?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Riki whimpered, gasping for air, trying to ease the ache. Mistress pulled the plug out & shoved it back in. Riki couldn't muffle the scream. She heard Mistress chuckle and the murmuring of the crowd. She picked up Her riding crop and rubbed the inside of Riki's thighs, along the trail of cream, moving up to rub her dripping slit. Kneeling in front of the girl, Mistress probed Riki. Riki gasped, then moaned at the strange feeling of the small rectangular piece of leather inside of her. Twirling the crop, Mistress began to slowly fuck her. Pushing it deeper & deeper with each thrust. Reaching her cervix, Mistress pushed hard, then felt it pop inside. Riki inhaled sharply then sighed, rocking her hips back and forth with each thrust. She ached for it to go deeper. Just as she began to moan, ready to cum, Mistress jerked the crop straight down and out of her pussy. Riki sobbed lightly, begging for permission to cum. Mistress ignored her & rubbed her swollen clit. She gave a light pop to the exposed nub.