Crystal hurried up the walk to Roger's house. It was a small two-bedroom ranch, set back from the street. She'd run into a traffic jam on her way and was a good half an hour late. Crystal had tried to call, but all she'd gotten was the answering machine, and she knew that Roger was angry with her.

Hands shaking anxiously, she reached out and pushed the doorbell, and waited for him to open the door. When nothing happened, she nervously pushed the door open, and walked in.

Roger was sitting there in a gray silk robe. Without a word, he stood up and strode over to Crystal, taking her by the arm and led her to the cross on he wall. Cuffing her ankles and arms to the 'X' shaped cross of pain and pleasure, he aggressively pressed his body to hers, "How should I treat a slut like you, who has no respect for her new MASTER?" he sneered angrily.

"I'm so sorry." Crystal stuttered fearfully, docilely allowing him to tie her in the hopes of appeasing his terrible anger. "There was a car accident . . ." a tear ran down her face at the hard set to his mouth "I tried to get here on time, sir."

"I don't accept excuses, slut. You will pay for your disrespect," he growled, slowly cutting her dress off and throwing the pieces aside. She trembled as he cut her bra and panties from her, leaving her naked and ready for whatever he wished to do to her. Roger ran his hands roughly all over her smooth skin, his cock hardening in anticipation of what he was about to do. "Have you ever been caned, little slut?"

Dismay welled up in her eyes, and she shook under his palms. "No, please, sir. I'm sorry, please don't cane me. " Crystal sobbed, fighting the desperate urge to pull from him.

His hand running threateningly over her tiny body, he leaned in close to her ear and whispered "And what will you do to kept me from caning you until you scream for me to stop?" he taunted her, his hand sliding threateningly to her softly rounded ass.

Crystal shivered, and began to pull desperately at her bindings. "Nothing." She admitted breathlessly, the helplessness of her situation setting in. "Please, Master, forgive me." she begged, her big blue eyes desperate. "Please have pity, I'm sorry."

Taking out a medium sized cane from the rack on the wall, Roger teased her body with it running it gently up and down her thighs each time get closer to her womanhood. "Pity is not something I have." he said, just before pulling back and striking her tender thigh.

WACK

A strike to her lovely ass cheek.

WACK

A strike to her smooth back and she screamed.

WACK

A strike her soft sex mound, she wailed in pain.

Sobbing helplessly, her body jerking at each strike of the cane, Crystal was hardly able to believe the pain that the cane brought, or the malicious pleasure on his pitiless face.

"No, don't!" she sobbed in denial, writhing at her bonds, desperate to escape the fire of the cane. "Please, I'm sorry!" she cried, tears running down her face, dripping off her chin to her breasts. "Stop, I'll do anything, please!"

"Anything is a big word, little one." Roger teased as he rubbed the cane between her legs, "Would you service me like the whore you are?" he asked, noticing the shining her sex juice left on the cane as he rubbed it in and out of glistening cunt.

"Anything." she promised, unable to bear the fiery torment, groaning as the hard cane rubbing her sensitive pussy. Her sweet face flushed as bright a red as the stripes on her ass at the way her body betrayed her to his masterful touch. What kind of slut was she to be turned on at his corse treatment of her?

"Very well, slut." he taunted; releasing her bonds and watched her beautiful, soft body crumple to the floor, where she lay sobbing and writhing. Returning to his recliner Roger sat back to admire the fine curves of her body as he opened his robe, a large hand coming to stroke his hard cock. "You little slut! your cunt has betrayed you. Now crawl over to me and worship my cock. Beg me to take you."

Crystal's head lifted up wearily at his command, as she forced her weary body to his knees, kneeling in front of him as told. Her hands shaking, she carefully wrapped her palm around his hard cock. Eagerly sucking his cock into her mouth, she set out to please her master, desperate to keep from being put back on the wall.

Roger groaned as she took his hard cock in her mouth and fondled his ball. As she sucked so wonderfully on his rigid manhood, "That's good, little slut." he praised her for working expertly on him until he felt the need to be inside her. "On my lap, whore. Impale your sex on mine and bring us both pleasure," he ordered her roughly, his hands pulling at her hair urgently.

Sensuously, Crystal hastened up onto his lap, her slim legs straddling his, his throbbing cock slid into the wet entrance of her body. His hands roughly grasped her sweet little ass, and she wailed in protest as his fingers dug into the welts caused by the cane. Still, it didn't do anything to reduce the urgency of Crystal's desire, and she anxiously pushed onto his cock, her back arching as he filled her.

Crystal's warm sex rapped itself around him like a soft glove, as she slowly stroked up and down his lust-ridden body he lifted her soft breast to his mouth and drew her hard nipple into the moist cavern of his mouth. Unable to resist her hard nipples, Roger bit down hard on them.

Whimpering at the now familiar pain, Crystal began to move her hips, wrapped her arms around his broad shoulders for balance. "Oh, oh ooooh." she whimpered, desperate for the promising orgasm.

Arching her head back, baring the vulnerable line of her throat to him, she feverishly slid up and down his cock, becoming more desperate. "I need to cum," she whimpered in his ear.

Unable to resist the softness of her throat, Roger pulled her flesh into my mouth and began to bite. Crystal jerked in surprise at the suddenness of the attack on her throat, but whimpered as the extra sensation brought her orgasm nearer. Desperately, she moved her hips faster and faster, knowing her master must be satisfied first.

"Please, please." she begged again, trying desperately to hang on to her imminent orgasm, afraid to even began to imagine the punishment for Cumming first. "I need . . ."

"Your needs don't matter. Hold back or face the wall of pain. If I can hold back my on climax so must you." Roger growled threateningly in her ear. "The torment is sweet for both of us, but the release that is soon to come will so good." he crooned into her ear. "I'm close now, shall we cum together, little one?"

"Please, please." Crystal sobbed, her nails digging sharply into his arms.

"YESSSSSSSSSS YESSSSSSS!" he bellowed "NOW!" he pulled her down on him and thrust into her hot cunt. "And CUMMMMMMMM!"

Crystal could feel his hot cum splash into her desperate pussy just as he bellowed now! Her mouth opened in a wordless cry of ecstasy as she shudderingly fell off the edge with him, inner muscles clamping down hard on Roger's cock, milking every last bit of cum from him. Exhausted she collapsed against his heaving chest, gasping for air in the aftermath of the storm.