The First Time -- Part Two
By zandra
When she awoke she was disoriented.  It took her a few moments to remember where she was and what had happened.  Slowly it all came back into focus.  After he had brought her to his home he had begun her training.  It was not what she had thought.  She had always thought of this as a sexual experience.  There was no sex or any hint of it and yet her arousal was incredible. 

As she reflected back on the last few hours experience she began to become restless.  She tried to move but found she was unable to do so.  She was tightly bound leaving little room for manipulation.  In fact, she could not even raise her head!  In apprising her current situation she realized she could not move any part of her body and her mouth was tightly taped shut.  Her options were nonexistent.  She was torn in her feelings about this.  She was almost ecstatic in her sense of completeness, ne happiness!  Yet.....How dare he?

He had had his fun earlier, hadn't he?  He had humiliated her terribly making her squat in the middle of the room to pee.  When she had trouble releasing he had poured liquid down her throat almost non stop until she almost burst.  He then put pressure on her tummy telling her what a nasty cunt she was to be peeing in front of him in the middle of the room as it finally came running out of her into the special drain he had designed.  She had cried in shame when he told her that he knew the whole thing had made her pussy drip.  The worse part was that he was right.

He had made her crawl everywhere.  He had given her the tour of his incredible home with her on all fours!  Several times he had pushed her along with his foot.  Putting just enough pressure on her ass to make her understand. As the day progressed she felt more and more of his power over her.

She was disgusted with herself...not for the things she was doing but for the way she responded to them.  She had to admit that when he had pulled her up by her hair to her haunches and looked deeply in her eyes, she was mush!  She was devoted to him and loved the rough way he was treating her.  Her womanhood was alive in a manner she had never experienced before.

While she reviewed their time together she wondered what would he do next.  After several hours of him tormenting her he had tied her to this bed and had left her to rest.  She must have drifted off right away because she could remember nothing more.  Just as she had convinced herself that he would be in soon to release her, she heard his footsteps approaching.

"Slept comfortably I hope" he crooned "You will need your energy to resist me during the next chapter of our day together" he laughed heartily.

Deftly, he removed her bonds.  In one quick motion he had twisted her around and pulled her over his lap.  Without missing a beat he began smacking her backside with his open hand.  She was in shock.  No one had done this to her since she was a child!  And what had she done?  Why would he assault her in this way?

The spanking continued at a healthy rhythm.  First one side and then the other.  The slaps did not become harder but their impact became more and more intense.  Soon the tears were streaming down her face.  Her wailing could be heard through the tape across her mouth.  Her legs flayed helplessly as he held her down tight and continued his merciless assault.

Finally, he stopped and began rubbing her bottom tenderly through the cotton of her panties.  "Boy, that was fun!"  He said.  "I want you to understand that this was not discipline of any sort.  I did it because I enjoy it and I can.  You belong to me and I can use you any way I want whenever I want.  I know it made you very very wet because I can smell your dirty little cunt from here.  It certainly made my cock good and hard.  I will not break my promise to you, but be prepared.  The next time I do this you will get a good fucking for desert."

He was right.  She was very very aroused.  She wanted him more than ever right now.  She wished he had not made that stupid promise to her.  After all they had been through these last few hours why couldn't they have sex? She wanted his cock inside her...filling her up.  She was tempted to tell him this, but instinctively knew it would be a mistake.  He had spoken on the subject already.  That was that.  At least for now. The tape across her mouth made it easier for her to stand this ground.

He released her from his lap, but not after having rubbed away the sting left from the spanking he had given her.  His light handed massage had relaxed her and made her forget the scene that had just occurred.  He told her to stand on her two legs.  As she stood up the reality of the scene came flooding back to her.  The pain in her butt and thighs was virtually worse now than the spanking had been.

He was able to quickly verify this fact simply by watching her.  He was  completely pleased with the effect.  She would not soon forget that he was in control of her and that he would produce any effect upon her that he desired.  "From this point forward, and until told otherwise, you will walk on two legs" he informed her "This way you will have a constant reminder of your Master".

When he watched her reaction, he saw the need for further comment.  "You will advise me when the pain becomes more manageable.  It may need to be refreshed, after all"  He laughed heartily when he saw her eyes open wide in disbelief.


His tone morphed into  what she now related to as his "vanilla" voice.  "Let's go downstairs and get some dinner" he chirped.  Before she could move he reached over and removed the tape from her mouth.  The sting was definite but manageable...she barely noticed.  "Relax, my pet. You have done very well. I am proud of you.  You may speak and behave in your normal fashion until told otherwise.  Just remember your place.  I really and truly don't wish to have to correct your behavior right now, but I will if I need to.  After all, that IS my job."  At that, he tenderly took her hand and led her down the stairs.
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