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“
Not
yet, little one, you haven’t earned it. Let’s say…
five more blows. Does that sound fair to you?”

Mindy
tried to object, but before she could shake her head, Martin had
already pulled his hand back and whipped her two more time, one on
either of her breasts. Mindy screamed out and started sobbing.

“
Three
more, slut. You can do it!” Martin encouraged her.

Circling
around the bed, Martin cracked the whip in the air, frightening the
slave bound on his bed. Aiming for the tender mound just above her
vagina, the sadistic man delivered Mindy yet another blow. A blood
curdling scream rang out into the gag. Happy with her reaction,
Martin hit her again in the exact same spot. Mindy thrashed around
screaming and sobbing, wanting desperately for him to stop. Looking
down, Martin looked at the marks he had left. They were deep and red,
but there was no blood. Taking mercy on his slave, Marin set his whip
down on the nightstand and sat on the bed next to Mindy.

“
You
did good, little one. So good, that you get out of one whipping,”
Martin told her, petting her on the head.

Mindy
was still sobbing, but a smile broke out across her lips. Kissing her
on the forehead, Marin removed his slave’s blindfold, revealing
the mess of tears and mascara and tears that were Mindy’s eyes.
After he undid the strap on the back of the gag, Mindy pressed the
ball out of her mouth with her tongue, and looked at Martin lovingly
in the eyes.

“
Thank
you, Sir. Thank you for whipping me. I needed it,” she told him
between sobs.

“
It
was my pleasure, little one. Now, I think there’s the matter of
your reward,” Martin said with a smile, moving his hand
southward down her oily body.

When
his hand moved over the wounds on her mound, Mindy’s body
tightened in pain, but when his hand reached her sopping wet pussy,
her body relaxed in pleasure.

“
Oh
my God, Daddy!” she moaned.

“
You’re
sopping wet, darling. How would you like me to take care of you?
Remember, you’ve earned it,” Martin asked her, slowing
sliding his index finger in and out of her soaked twat.

“
Will
you fuck me? Please? Please fuck me daddy, fuck me with your cock,”
Mindy begging finally bringing here sobs under control.

Giving
his slave a smile and a pat on the hip, Martin picked up his bound
slave and flipped her over onto her stomach bringing her knees to her
stomach so that her ass was sticking in the air, exposed. Hopping up
on the bed himself, Martin positioned himself behind Mindy and took
in the spectacular view. After giving her a playful spank, Martin
dove his face in between his slave’s ass cheeks and shoved his
tongue all the way up Mindy’s pussy.

“
Fuck!”
she screamed out, overcome with pleasure.

Grabbing
her ass with both of his hands, Martin spread his slave’s
cheeks, giving him better access to her swollen clit. Mindy thrust
her hips back in pleasure, as Martin began giving her “postage
stamp licks”, running his tongue up from her clit all the way
to her asshole. As Martin noticed his slave beginning to near orgasm,
he immediately withdrew his mouth, much to the displeasure of Mindy.

“
Daddy!”
she complained.

“
Shut
up, bitch!” Martin responded, delivering a harsh slap to her
firm ass.

Unzipping
his pants, Martin pulled out his rock hard, 8 inch cock and placed it
at the entrance of Mindy’s sopping hole. Mindy moaned as Martin
eased the head inside of her. When he took it out of her, the young
slave almost exploded.

“
Oh
my God! Please! Please, daddy! I beg you, pleasure just fuck me. I’ve
been a good girl, you said I’d earned it,” she whined.

Knowing
that she was right, Martin eased his cock back inside of her until he
was balls deep in her pussy.

“
Thank
you, daddy. Fuck! Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Martin
smiled and started pounding away at his slave’s pussy. After
only a few strokes, Mindy’s body began quivering and
convulsing. Noticing that she was on the bring of explosion. Marin
deftly licked his forefinger and slipped it into the woman’s
asshole. The extra stimulation pushing her over the edge, Mindy’s
pussy contracted like a vice around her master’s cock. Grabbing
her by the hair, Martin continued fucking her as orgasm after orgasm
rocked over the slave’s bound body. Feeling his own pleasure
build, Marin shoved his cock inside of her trembling body as deep as
it would go. Rocking his hips forward one last time, Martin’s
cock exploded. His balls contracting, rope after white hot rope of
thick viscous cum shot into Mindy’s pussy.

Pulling
out of Mindy’s pussy, her body still switching in pleasure,
Martin collapsed onto the bed.

“
Thank
you daddy,” Mindy cooed, “thank you for fucking me and
cumming in my pussy.”

Martin
grabbed his slave’s ass and smiled. Stretching out her legs and
taking in a deep breath, Mindy decided then and there to make an
appeal to her master.

“
Sir,
I have something to tell you,” Mindy said, the nervousness
apparent in her voice.

“
Oh?”
Martin replied, turning his bound slave over so that she was lying on
her back.

“
It’s
just that… you know what, never mind. It’s nothing,”
said Mindy.

Martin
glared at her, and grabbed one of her nipple’s hard in between
his thumb and forefinger.

“
Ow!
Sorry, sorry, I’ll tell you! It’s just that I’m…
I’m embarrassed.”

“
There’s
no need to be embarrassed, little one,” Martin replied, slowly
caressing her body, the remnants of some of the oil still clinging to
her torso.

“
OK.
It’s just that when you put your finger in my asshole when I
was cumming, well, I loved it. It felt amazing.”

This
caused Martin to sit up. Though the pair had a very storied and
adventurous sex life, Mindy had always been very guarded off her
asshole. Sure, she let him lick it, and even let him put a finger
inside her every now and again, but one of her hard limits was that
no cocks were to go in her asshole. She had had a bad anal experience
in the past and had soured her on the whole deal.

“
Oh?”
said Martin again, still shocked at what he was hearing.

“
I
think, well, I think I’m ready to get fucked in the ass. As
long as you promise to be gentle,” Mindy said, a nervous smile
crossing her lips.

“
Mindy,
I love you, and I promise I’ll be gentle.”

“
I
know you will, daddy.”

Getting
off the bed, Martin began undoing his slave’s ropes, first the
feet, and then the hands. When I was finished untying her, Martin
threw the ropes to the floor, and grabbed a bottle of lube out of the
night stand. Mindy stretched out her limbs, relieved to be released
from her bonds. After cracking her joints, Mindy slid a pillow
underneath her hips and brought her ankles up around her ears.

“
OK,
sir. I’m ready for you to fuck my ass,” she told him with
a giggle.

Lubing
up his pointer and middle finger, Martin slid his digits up inside
Mindy’s already stretched out pucker.

“
Yes!
Like that,” Mindy cried out.

Taking
his time, Martin slowly eased his fingers in and out of Mindy’s
asshole as she did her best to relax and take it. Unable to control
himself, Martin moved his opposite hand up to her breasts and slowly
began caressing them.

“
Mmmm,
that feels so fucking good. Can I touch my pussy?” Mindy asked.

“
Of
course, slut. Go on ahead,” Martin told her.

Mindy
did just that, bringing her hand down to her slit and ever so gently
massaging her still tender clit. Feeling his own cock harden, Martin
finally removed the rest of his clothing, revealing his hard,
muscular body underneath. After applying a generous amount of lube to
his cock, Martin jerked himself a few times until his cock was rock
hard. Putting the tip of the sizable cock at the entrance of her
asshole, Martin grabbed his slave and lover gently by the hips.

“
Are
you ready?”

“
Eee!
Yes, I’m ready. Put it in my ass,” Mindy squealed with a
nervous energy.

Martin
slowly began sliding his cock inside of her, being careful not to go
to fast for his lover. Mindy continued to rub on her clit as her
asshole stretched and the woman did her best to relax.

“
Oh
my God, it’s so fucking big,” she squealed, her body
doing it’s best to adjust to the massive cock.

Grabbing
the bottle of lube, Martin squirted a half of the bottle over Mindy’s
pussy and the exposed section of his cock.

“
Please
daddy, put the rest of it in,” she moaned.

Grabbing
Mindy by the legs, Martin pulled her body the rest of the way onto
his cock. Mindy cried out, half in pain, half in pleasure.

“
Keep
fucking me, keep fucking me,” Mindy cried.

Noting
the ques Mindy was giving him, Martin picked up the pace of his
fucking. As Martin’s hard wet cock slid in and out of Mindy’s
tight asshole, both of them grunted and moaned in pleasure. Mindy,
fully relaxed and feeling herself getting close to orgasm, gently
pushed Martin away from her.

“
Baby,
I want you to fuck me from behind,” she begged.

Pulling
out, Martin quickly flipped over Mindy’s much smaller body so
that the woman was on her hands and knees. Admiring his slave’s
gaping hole, Martin spit on it and rammed his cock inside of her. The
young slave moaned and brought her hand back to her clit, rubbing it
with vigor knowing that she was close to getting off.

“
Daddy,
Daddy? I think I’m gonna cum,” Mindy yelled, her asshole
contracting around Martin’s cock.

“
Cum
for me, bitch,” he responded, going balls deep into her
asshole.

Mindy
screamed as her body erupted in a bone shattering orgasm. Her asshole
squeezed around Martin’s cock to hard that he thought he might
have to pull out of her. Grabbing his slave by the ass cheeks, he
came instead. Mindy’s body continued trembling as she felt
Martin’s hot load of cum ooze into her asshole. As he pulled
out, the pair fell to the mattress, embracing one another and
savoring their post-coital bliss.

“
That
was amazing. I want more,” Mindy told him.

“
I’m
sorry to say, but I have to go to work.”

A
disappointed look crossed Mindy’s face, but it was soon
replaced with a smile. Glancing over at the ropes on the floor, Mindy
knew that she would be enjoying her time alone.

***

Submission,
Confession, Submission

Mary Beth paced
back and forth outside of the confessional, not sure if she would be
able to recount her sins. If it were anything other than her eternal
soul at stake, she would have left long ago, but this was bad, and
she felt guilty for what she had done. Seeing the person in front of
her leave the confessional, Mary Beth took a deep breath and stepped
into the small cell.

“Forgive me
father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last
confession,” she said kneeling on the padded step.

“What is
bothering you, my child?” the priest asked her.

“Last time I
was here, I confessed to you the thoughts that were running through
my head. The thoughts that were haunting me, and well, I did it. I
went through with it, and I’m not sure how I’m supposed
to feel. I’d say that I hated it, but that would be a lie. I’d
say that I loved it, but that would be a lie too. I just don’t
know what to do. I’m still thinking about it, and my hands are
still shaking. The adrenaline is still going, and I need to get this
off my chest. I also need to process this while it’s fresh in
my mind. I’m sorry, father, I’m just a mess right now.
Where do I start?

I went uptown just
as I’d planned, and checked into the hotel that he suggested. I
took a swig from my flask and sat down at the phone and took out the
number from my purse. I must have picked up that phone and hung it up
three or four times before I finally built up the courage to call. He
picked up the phone on the first ring. Maybe he was expecting me to
call, I don’t know. I told him my room number and he hung up
without saying a word. The dye was cast. Taking a deep breath, I sat
down on the bed and waited. Ten minutes turned into half an hour,
that into a full hour.

I tried to relax by
watching TV. I paced around the room and looked out the window.
Nothing worked. I couldn’t stop thinking about what I was about
to do. I’d had this sinful fantasy ever since I could remember,
and I knew that sometime I had to go through with. The only problem
was that I was scared. I knew next to nothing about Jake other than
what he had said about himself online. The more I waited and the more
I thought about it, the more I wanted to back out, but I guess I
figured that I’d already come that far, and I knew that if I
ignored that aching feeling deep inside me, I would grow to regret
it. The dark fantasy had finally caught up. It had finally found me.

Suddenly, there was
a knock at the door. I froze, and my heart started pounding. I looked
around the room one last time and stopped at the reflection of myself
in the mirror. There I was in all my glory. Average height, average
weight, average breasts, knowingly about to indulge in this terrible
sin. There was another knock, and this time I knew it had to be Jake.
I walked to the door and opened it up.