Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction and in no way condones acts of sexual assault or violence. All acts of sexual intercourse and play depicted in this story are preformed by consenting adults.

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Jess looked down in shock, feeling the newly locked collar around her neck and staring at her fully exposed body as she desperately tried to balance herself on her toes. The man’s words echoed inside her head. Slut? Whore? Cunt? Slave? What was this man talking about? All she wanted was a ride to her friend’s place. Fear beginning to settle in when Jess found out just how much trouble she was truly in and how much she shouldn’t have trusted this man.

Jess’s eyes and whole head darted up as she began to hyperventilate. She already knew this man was larger than her, but she really felt his overwhelming presence as he stood in front of her, towering over her small frame, making her feel smaller than ever. His large hands finding themselves on her hips as he moved them up and down her body. He spun her around with ease, inspecting her body while ignoring her whining and small yelps. His fingers running between her thighs and ass cheeks. Brushing against her still wet pussy from the car ride. Any attempts to wiggle or even kick free were effortlessly stopped when his hand grabbed at her ankles and forced back down to the ground. Finally, enough panic began to set in and Jess began to scream. Hoping by some miracle that someone would hear her. However, the man did not stop his inspection, he simply turned Jess around and began to fondle her small breasts. Pinching her nipples between his fingers and pulling them towards him, making her scream more. It felt like an hour had already pass, but in reality, it didn’t take long for Jess’s voice to get raspy from the constant screaming. Looking down as the man was squeezing her thighs as if he was patting her down at airport security. Then she began to plea.

“Please mister…you don’t have to do this….” Her eyes beginning to water and voice crack ever so slightly.

The man looked up and his demeanor changed in an instant. He no longer came off as mischievously playful. Now he come off more as wicked and devilish. His facial expression dropping to one of seriousness. He stood up, making Jess feel small once again. His large hand grabbing at Jess’s cheeks and making her lips pout out. His grip tightened. A feeling so painful that Jess cried out. He forced her jaw down and mouth open as his other hand began to slide into her mouth. Her eyes widened and teared up, already beginning to gag as his fingers went deeper and deeper into her mouth. He got as deep as he could, almost as if he knew that Jess would puke otherwise and started to move his fingers back and forth. The same fingers that were inside her pussy and ass on the ride over. Jess looked up, tears still streaming as her brows furrowed with despair.

“I don’t know who your parents were. But it’s clear as day to me how much they failed you. How else would you end up walking along side that road by yourself. Trying to get with friends who no doubt aren’t good for you either.

Don’t worry though little cunt. I won’t fail you.

First things first. It’s time you learned who’s in charge now. And it’s definitely not mister.”

The hand that was on Jess’s cheeks moved down swiftly around her neck. Squeezing the veins at her side. It didn’t take long for her vision to start getting blurry as the man deprived her brain of blood. A feeling that got worse when he shoved his fingers deeper down her throat, making her gag loudly. Drool spilling out of her mouth like a little waterfall. She felt like she was going to puke, but the sensation of almost passing out prevented her from doing so. Just as she thought she’d black out from this man’s brutality, he let go of her throat and pulled his fingers out of her mouth. Jess leaned over, coughing loudly as she tried to catch her breath. Not even noticing that the man had walked off out of her field of vision.

“Mister please, I’ll be good. Just let me go-“

Jess we quickly interrupted when the man seemed to materialize behind her. His middle and ring finger forcing their way inside her pussy while his thumb penetrated her ass. His grip tightening around her body as if it was a bowling ball. It all happened so suddenly that Jess’s sharp scream quickly devolved into a lustful groan. Unable to stop her body tightening around his fingers from the combination of pain and fear.

“Oh, you’re going to be good. And a good girl learns to address their Master correctly. Now I’ll ask again, who am I?” Emphasizing his last few words by sliding his fingers side to side, using the thin membrane between Jess’s ass and pussy as a replacement for paper or money.

“Nnnnnnggggghhhhhh. Mister…please….” Still begging, thinking reasoning would save the day.

The man was not pleased with Jess’s answer as he pulled his fingers from her body, making the small girl groan once again. He stepped forward, making sure she saw him lick up his fingers. But his face was still as stone cold as when Jess called him Mister the first time. He stood there for a couple of seconds before swinging his arm up and slapping Jess hard across the face. Shocking her to her very core.

“Who am I?” His voice loud but somehow never sounding like he was shouting.

“Oh my god! You’re crazy!” Jess shouted out, tears now streaming down her face from the pain. A statement that cost her dearly as the man swung with his other hand, striking the other side of Jess’s face.

“Who am I?” His voice now grunting from anger.

“Help! Someone help!” Trying once again to call for help as one of her ears began to ring only to be met with another slap. Going back and forth between face cheeks.

Jess continued to freak out, her words fumbling from time to time as her brain was knocked around from the man’s vicious slaps. Her face getting redder and redder until finally it clicked for her. Be it fear, the need to survive, or some grander thought process, she finally figured out what to say.

“SIR! YOU’RE SIR. Please….no more….Sir…” Jess practically collapse forward, only letting the rope holding her wrists up support her body weight.

The man’s sinister smile returned once again. “We’re just getting started.”

The man disappeared once again behind Jess. She could tell he never went far as she heard his footsteps the entire time. She lifted her head when he returned in front of her. Over his shoulder was some kind of tool. A shiny and intricately designed black leather handle sported a multitude of course leather tassels. Something she had never seen before, but in his hand was something she did recognize. A magic wand. She didn't think it was possible for her heart to beat any faster. Her body beginning to sweat profusely. Knowing this man had cruel intentions. An assumption that was all too true when the man pulled out some rope and began to wrap it around her thighs and waist. The wand interwoven and pressed firmly against her pussy and more concerning, her clit.

She looked down nervously, unable to escape the thought that an through her head. The thought that she wanted to try out this magic wand someday. Having always used a small dildo to pleasure herself before, but she never thought this circumstance would be her first experience using it. In the hands and intentions of this mad man. The man took the handle of the tool that was draped over his shoulder and placed it underneath Jess’s chin, bringing her head up to make eye contact with him.

“You’re going to tell me you’re going to cum. Understand slut?”

“Wha-yes!” Catching herself before making another mistake. “Yes Sir…I understand…”

“Now that’s a proper whore.”

The man leaned in slightly as he turned the vibe on to its highest setting and turning onto its gradual intensity function. Jess’s mouth opened wide, holding her breath as she felt the sensations of the vibe against her clit. It was already intense, but it gradually got higher and higher, vibrating at its maximum setting. Sending shocks of pleasure up her body. Eventually it was too much. Jess grinder her teeth as long as she could, before the sensations took over her mind and were let out of her mouth.

“Nnnnnnnnngggghhhhhhhh. Fuck! Oh fuck!” Legs and body already quivering as she held her breath again.

It was just as intense as she imagined. The pleasure built up inside of her fast and she could feel that orgasm creeping closer and closer, trying to fight back against the pleasure so that she didn’t cum in front of this man, until she was on the very edge. However, instead of letting him now, she continued to defy him. Thinking she could still fight back even if it was something as small as defying his orders. She allowed ecstasy to run rampant, enveloping her mind and body. Her pussy and muscles tightened as her body gave way to the pleasure. Dangling off the rope that held onto her wrists as she convulsed ever so much. The expression on her face, none like any man had given her before. Her lips quivering, eyes starting to cross as she looked almost corrupt. It was the most intense orgasm of her life.

“Oh fffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccck.” Biting her lip. Panting and out of breath already.

When she finally was able to focus up, despite the wand’s unrelenting vibrations on her body continuing the forced bliss, she saw that the man was not pleased. He moved forward to turn off the vibrator, giving Jess a moment of peace, but only a moment as the man held onto the tool in his hand tight and swung his arm. Bringing the leather tassels down onto Jess’s chests. Striking so many sensitive spots as they wrapped around her tiny body. The pain unlike anything she felt before as she screamed in pain.

“AHHHHHHHH.” Only to be met with another swift strike to her back. “AHHHHHHHHH FUCK!”

Jess’s fear filled eyes managed to glance at what was unfolding in front of her. The man’s expression of pure unadulterated wrath. Each swing and every strike against her body transferring that hateful energy onto her vulnerable frame. Orgasming, an act that Jess was so accustomed to accomplishing on her own, so simple and intimate, was like a personal insult to this man. Every strike making her skin burn up, the skin getting more tender. Her cries and screams falling on deaf ears. It wasn’t until it felt like Jess was at her absolute limit that the man spoke out.

“BEG FOR MERCY!” Ceaseless in his cruel punishment.

“AHHHH PLEASE SIR NO MORE!” Feeling as if her skin was about to break from his onslaught.

“I SAID BEG FOR MERCY SLUT!”

“MERCY SIR!” Finally understanding what he wanted from her. “MERCY SIR!”

The man struck her a couple of more times before stopping. Only leaving a few spots where skin broke and small drops of blood managed to slip out. Jess hung there crying like a small child, feeling her back, breasts and nipples were on fire. The man walked up to Jess and cupped her cheeks in his hand, bringing her head up to face his.

“What are you going to do?”

“Tell you when I orgasm…Sir…” Her voice still trembling as she cried. Still in disbelief that this was happening to her. That just yesterday she was living a comfortable life partying with her friends and living with her parents.

“Good fucking slut.” He tossed the tool over his shoulder once again, leaning in to turn the vibe back on.

Jess's muscles tightened up immediately as she felt the forced vibrations against her clit. The pleasure shooting up her body and blending in with the pain lingering on her chest and back. She didn't think it was possible to cum again. Not after the beating she had just received, and yet her body betrayed her. Her pussy began to quiver and squeeze against itself. Her body involuntarily hugging the vibe between her legs as the intensity continued. Until she couldn't hold back anymore. The pleasure on the precipice of her mind, ready to jump. But she didn't make that mistake again.

"I'm going to cum Sir!" She yelped out, biting her lower lip. Pressing her face into her arm trying to hold back the pleasure. Still shaking.

The man had been walking circles around her like a predator and its prey. When she called out to him, he was behind her, reaching around her small body to not turn off the vibe, but to only set it to low. Jess still felt herself ready to cum, but was met with a tragic surprise. The man began to strike at her ass with the leather tassels. The pain was enough to pull Jess away from that precious orgasm as now she was forced to focus on the pain. Confusion flooded Jess's mind just as quickly as the pleasure and pain. Never before had she experienced a denied orgasm. Always free to cum with her dildo or whichever boyfriend she was dating at the time. She was confused that even though she did as she was told, she was still met with torture. Confused that the pain didn't seem to hurt as much as the lingering pleasure mixed with stinging brought onto her body. Blending together.

There was one thing different this time that Jess had notice. The intensity of the strikes. While cumming resulted in strikes that left her body aching, these ones were more controlled. Not as hard, but still enough to feel a sting. Enough to pull her away from that orgasm. Once enough time had passed and the man knew Jess was no longer close to that precious edge, he reached around and turned the vibe back on. Making the poor girl groan out in pain.

Over and over, Jess was subjected to the man's whims. Brought to the edge of orgasm, only to call out her intentions and be denied that sweet relief. Enduring an onslaught of strikes against her ass. Her mind devolving into a foggy mess, unable to focus on anything except the pleasure and pain brought upon her. Until she could no longer call out to her new Master and orgasmed after what felt like hours. Her eyes rolling back, lips quivering, body shaking, and no longer able to make discernable sounds. Sounding more like someone possessed by a demon than a person as all of those edges poured out of her body at once. Unable to even notice her new Master's anger as he swung and struck at her ass and thighs this time. Making sure to leave visible marks. Until she finally passed out from the overwhelming sensations.

When Jess came to, she expected to wake up back in her house with her parents. Thinking this was all just an intense wet dream, but her reality finally sinking in when she woke up unable to move her body. She looked around and found herself in some sort of metal box frame. Her wrists and ankles bounded tightly around the edges. Her head sticking out of the top. Most concerning thing was her tongue. Clamped down and pulled out of her mouth as far as it could do. Having drooled all over her chin and chest as she slept. She couldn't see much outside of her small bubble of reality as lights surrounded her and kept everything behind them concealed. Until her new Master burst out of the darkness behind the lights and made himself known.

"You're doing well for your first day fuck hole. Just one more thing we need to take care of." As he snapped on a pair of latex gloves and pulled out a small box.

Jess whined, knowing full well this was anything but good. Squirming within her confines and tearing up again. Her new Master opened up the box and pulled out a pair of forceps and a long needle that made her eyes almost pop out. All Jess could do was watch as her new Master took the forceps and clamped down on Jess's tongue. Removing the clamp out of the way. She tried her best to pull her tongue back inside her mouth, but his grip was stronger and more painful that she could've ever imagined.

"You keep struggling and Daddy is gonna have to pierced that little clit of yours. Do you want that?" As he smacked Jess's pussy a couple of times with his latex covered hands.

Jess cried out and whined as the pain of getting her pussy struck was another new sensation for her. She shook her head and said "No Master." The best she could with her tongue pulled out.

"Good. Now try your best to relax. You don't want me to mess this up."

Jess breathed hard as her new Master brought down the needle towards her tongue and pressed the cold steel against it. Jess screamed out louder than every attempt before as she felt her tongue on fire. The metal pushing her flesh out of the way as it cut its way to the other side. In its place, was a new piercing, filling the hole left behind. Her new Master cleaned up all the blood and let go of her tongue.

"There. You'll be better prepared to pleasure me when the time comes. Now let me show you around the house."

-To be continued.