Exgirlfriend Slave Captives!

Exgirlfriend Slave Captives!

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Two young ladies, Jena and Trudy, are sent to Mistress Kim at the request of their ex-boyfriends. The girls want a second chance from their boyfirends. First they have to prove they have changed their ways. The girls agree to do whatever it takes to please their boyfriends. They are in for more then they bargined for. The girls are abducted and soon find themselves helpless and alone in a world they never knew existed. They must now learn to please and serve their ex-boyfriends if they wish to regain their trust. Jena's love for black cock has pushed her ex to his breaking point. While Trudy's messy and bratty ways must change. Her ex demands total obediance. Each girl endures the punishment and torture that only Mistress Kim can dish out. The girls are humiliated, bound, gagged, spanked, whipped, raped and abused.

Summary

Two young ladies, Jena and Trudy, are sent to Mistress Kim at the request of their ex-boyfriends. The girls want a second chance from their boyfirends. First they have to prove they have changed their ways. The girls agree to do whatever it takes to please their boyfriends.

They are in for more then they bargined for. The girls are abducted and soon find themselves helpless and alone in a world they never knew existed. They must now learn to please and serve their ex-boyfriends if they wish to regain their trust.

Jena's love for black cock has pushed her ex to his breaking point. While Trudy's messy and bratty ways must change. Her ex demands total obediance. Each girl endures the punishment and torture that only Mistress Kim can dish out. The girls are humiliated, bound, gagged, spanked, whipped, raped and abused.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Exgirlfriend Slave Captives!

Author Chapter Note

Two young ladies, Jena and Trudy, are sent to Mistress Kim at the request of their ex-boyfriends. The girls want a second chance from their boyfirends. First they have to prove they have changed their ways. The girls agree to do whatever it takes to please their boyfriends. They are in for more then they bargined for. The girls are abducted and soon find themselves helpless and alone in a world they never knew existed. They must now learn to please and serve their ex-boyfriends if they wish to regain their trust. Jena's love for black cock has pushed her ex to his breaking point. While Trudy's messy and bratty ways must change. Her ex demands total obediance. Each girl endures the punishment and torture that only Mistress Kim can dish out. The girls are humiliated, bound, gagged, spanked, whipped, raped and abused.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: February 27, 2012

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Synclair, a dominate male in his mid thirties and a very athletic build, walks up the driveway of a small single dwelling house.  He’s carrying a large black duffle bag. He walks up to the door and knocks. While he stands waiting for Trudy to answer her door, Synclair admirers the orange and purple skyline as the sun sets.

Synclair is becoming visibly upset. He sorts through the keys on his key chain until he comes to the key to Trudy’s front door. He unlocks her door and pushes it open.

The disarray of Trudy’s house doesn’t bother Synclair. When Synclair took Trudy on as his submissive they agreed that they would work on her organizational skills and cleanliness. This evening he was here to punish Trudy for her bratty behavior last night during dinner.

Trudy is nowhere to be found. Synclair sets down his duffle bag and starts clearing out the center of the living room. He sets up a small table in the middle of the room and places several items from his duffle bag onto it. He places a chair next to the table and facing the door. He sits in the chair and waits for Trudy to come home.

Synclair stoically waits as the hours drag on and Trudy hasn’t as much as given him a phone call. Synclair looks at his watch and sees that it’s a little past eight in the evening. He checks his phone just to double check that by chance he could have missed a call. His phone shows no record of anyone calling him in the past four hours.

Synclair shakes his head in disappointment and starts dialing a number on his phone. “Kim I’m afraid I’m in need of your services. I have a new submissive who is in need of some intensive training. Unfortunately I’m going out of town for a few days and I need for you to get things started for me.”

He listens to the voice on the other side of the phone for a few moments and then continues. “That’s correct, total humiliation. I want her completely broken. How soon can you get started?” He pauses for a few seconds, “Three this morning will be perfect. Today was her last day at work. As of last night we entered into a Total Power Exchange Relationship with her as my live in slave. Thanks for your assistance Kim.” He hangs up his phone and places it on the table next to him.

About two hours later, Synclair hears Trudy’s voice laughing at outside the door with another female. Trudy sticks her key into the door and pushes it open. Trudy walks in with her friend laughing and giggling.

Both girls are drop dead sexy. Trudy is wearing a skin tight black dress. It’s clear from the lack of panty lines that she isn’t wearing any panties or a bra. She has short bleached blonde hair, almost white in color.

Trudy stops dead in her tracks as she looks up to see her Master sitting in the middle of the room waiting for her. She struggles to get the words out. “Master, what are you doing here?”

Synclair responds, “You’re late. You were supposed to be here over five hours ago.”

Trudy turns to her friend. “Thanks for the lift home. I’ll call you in the morning.” She hugs and kisses her fiend on the cheek. Trudy locks the door after her friend leaves.

Master Synclair wastes no time in taking control of the situation. “Come here.”

Trudy sets her purse and keys on the end table next to the door. She walks over and stands directly in front of her Master. Trudy becomes nervous at the lingering silence. She opens her mouth to speak.

Master Synclair interrupts her before she can utter a single word. “I don’t want to hear it. There is no excuse you can give. I now see that your transgressions go far beyond minor discipline issues. You have a total lack of discipline. Remove all of your clothing and get down on your hands and knees.”

Trudy is visibly uncomfortable with his request and hesitates.

Master Synclair reissues his instructions. “Unless you wish to end our relationship and agreement now, do as you are instructed. When you agreed to enter into a Total Power Exchange Relationship as my slave, you agreed to submit to my will without question. This type of relationship requires a high level of trust. Are you sure you are ready?”

Trudy answers her Master only by following his instructions. She unzips her dress and pulls it off over her head. She folds it and places it on the ground off to the side of her Master’s seat. She steps out of her shoes and place them next to her dress. She gets down on her hands and knees as instructed. Her nipples are pert from the thrill of the unknown. She is just happy her Master isn’t a breast man. Her breasts are a mere AA in size. She arches her back so that her ass is extended. She knows for a fact that her tight ass pleases her Master.

Master Synclair continues, “You are not worthy to be my slave. For now you are my bitch and I will treat you as such. You will not speak unless you are given instructions or permission to speak. Is that clear?”

“Yes sir.”

“First things first, before I begin your training as my pet bitch we have the matter of last nights behavior.” Master Synclair pats his knee. “Get your ass up and over my lap bitch.”

Trudy positions herself over her Master’s lap. She grips the legs of the chair. She is well acquainted with the heavy hand of her Master. She spreads her legs and raises her ass and ready herself for the sting of his hand.

She doesn’t have long to wait. The sound of her Master’s hand raining down on her bare ass fills the room. She tightens her grip on the legs of the chair and digs her toes into the carpet as her ass bounces wildly under his hand. It isn’t long before her ass checks are a glowing red. Besides a few involuntary moans and grunts Trudy maintains her dignity by taking her Master’s punishment.

Master Synclair picks up a large wooden hair brush. The sound of the cherry wood back of the brush slapping against her tender ass fills the air. Trudy does her best to fight back tears. She’s tempted several times to move her hands to protect her ass from the fury of her Master’s punishment. She tightens her grip knowing that if she interfered with her punishment in anyway it would only make things worse.

After about three minutes into her ass blistering Trudy can’t maintain her composure. Unable to escape her Master’s grip Trudy kicks wildly and throws a fit. Her temper tantrum doesn’t faze Master Synclair. It only serves for him to intensify his strokes.

Master Synclair calmly explains to Trudy as his brush turns her ass a crimson red, “Your bratty behavior will only get your ass blistered even longer and harder. I didn’t tolerate your behavior last night nor will I tolerate it now.”

Trudy struggles and is able to steady herself. Her screams of pain mellow to a muffled whimpering as her Master ends her punishment. Master Synclair holds her securely in place.

Trudy’s ass clinches as her Master’s hand grips her ass checks. He forces them apart, inspecting his handiwork. Trudy lets out a deep moan as her a cool rush of air seeps in to the crack of her ass hole as it’s pulled slightly open.

Trudy is caught off guard and lets out a deep sigh as the handle of the hair brush is forced deep inside her ass hole. She grips the legs of the chair and clinches her ass as the handle is forced as far inside of her as it will go. She had never been so humiliated before in her life, and it was about to get worse.

Master Synclair pulls Trudy’s hair, lifting her head up. “Get on your knees bitch. And you better not let this brush fall out of your ass or there will be hell to pay.”

Trudy carefully lowers herself from her Master’s lap. She waits on her hands and knees for her Master’s instructions. He watches as she struggles to keep the brush in place. Trudy struggles with her anal muscles to stop the brush from slipping.

Master Synclair points to the far side of the room. “I want you to crawl, your ass, over to the other side of the room and back.”

Before Trudy can get a quarter of the way across the floor the hair brush falls from her ass onto the floor. Before she can react, Master Synclair has her by her hair. The familiar whistling sound of the crop racing through the air sends a chill throughout her body. The crop lands squarely across her exposed ass hole.

Trudy cries out and falls to the ground only to be yanked back up on all four by her hair. A series of hard strokes leave bright red marks across her freshly punished ass. She can feel the welts form as she struggles to escape her fate only to be continuously yanked back into position.

“Spread your legs bitch!” Her angry Master orders, “Since you can’t seem to follow simple instructions I’m going to whip your cunt while I walk you across the room and back.”

Trudy can feel her legs buckling as she’s dragged across the floor by her hair. Every stroke against her tender cunt seems causes her to cry out in pain. She dares not close her legs and deny her Master his target. She wished he would walk faster. It seemed to take forever to reach the other side of the room.

By the time Trudy and her Master reaches the far wall the riding crop is making more of a sloshing sound instead of a smacking sound. Her cunt is dripping with the juices from deep inside her. The leather tip of the riding crop is covered with her thick juices. The smell of her sex fills the room. Trudy tries her best to control herself but she has a full orgasm just as she reaches the far wall.

Master Synclair is very disappointed with her. “You have always been such a selfish creature. You couldn’t even contain yourself. You just cum all over yourself without any self-control like some fucking bitch in heat.”

Trudy opens her mouth to respond to her Master but is unable to speak. She’s over come by a weakness deep inside her cunt. She longs only for her Master’s thick cock to fuck her senseless. She nearly cum again as her Master whips her dripping cunt on the way back to his seat.

Master Synclair stops in front of his seat. He points at Trudy, “Stay.”

He walks over to the table next to his seat. He picks up a leather collar and leach. He walks back over to Trudy. He stoops down and fastens the collar around her neck. He then fastens the leach to the collar. He then stands up and leaves the room without saying a word.

Trudy stays in position on her hands and knees for about five minutes. Despite the strong urge to masturbate to relieve the sexual tension which fills her body, she follows her Master’s instruction and doesn’t move a muscle.

Master Synclair returns to the room pulling a small narrow metal pet cage on wheels. He wheels it in front of Trudy. He opens small door in the rear of the cage.

He motions to Trudy towards the cage, “Crawl in.”

Trudy looks up at her Master in the hopes that her was just kidding. His stoned face indicates to her that he means business. She reluctantly crawls into the cage. She can barely move once he closes the door behind her.  She is forced to stay hunched over on her hands and knees. She can hear the lock securing the cage door shut.

Master Synclair walks over to his bar and makes himself a drink. He walks back over to his seat and sits down, propping his feet on top of the cage Trudy is in. He unfolds a newspaper and reads it as he enjoys his drink.


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