Hello, darlings. Chapter 4 is, by far, the most intense yet. It is a new script, with some fearplay included, for a slavegirl who is learning who owns her. Would any of you like to be displayed and publicly fucked by your Master tonight? And listeners, would any of you like to show off your adoring, trembling slavegirl on your banquet table before all your guests, and leave her a shaken, quivering mess?

Earlier in this script series:

1. Buy Me, Master
2. Whip Me, Master
3. Brand Me, Master

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Here is the new script, longhand:

[F4M] Display Me, Master [Script Offer] [Slavegirl] [Fsub] [Enticing Master at a Banquet] [Public] Mention of [Rape] Mild [Fearplay] [Don't Sell Me to the Hunters, Master] [Exhibitionism] [Fingerfucking] [Orgasm] [Anal] [Hard Fuck on the Table] [Adoring Slavegirl]

script by /u/ravishagirl

We hear gentle, exotic music and possibly the soft, low guttering of flames in lamps. The slavegirl is aroused and quivery at all the eyes on her, but is proud of her beauty and her new status as her Master's bed-slave.

The audio opens with the sound of massive heavy doors opening, then closing.

You called for me, Master? Here I am. Your slavegirl, your pleasure-kitten, stepping naked into your banquet hall where your guests are feasting. I'll wait just inside the door until you summon me nearer. I will stand beautifully for you, Master, so you will be proud of your slavegirl, and all your dinner guests can see what a lovely pleasure-slut wears your collar. Do you see this blush in my cheeks, Master? All your guests are gazing at me with hunger and heat in their eyes. Admiring ... wanting ... what belongs to my Master.

Do I please you, Master, standing here obediently while you talk with the other men? I am YOUR beautiful slavegirl. softly Gaze on me, Master. I'll roll my shoulders back, my young breasts moving gently as I breathe, to entice and delight you, Master. My feet are small and bare, and the silk carpets that cover the floor of this hall feel like a caress against my skin. One hip turned toward you to display the sweet curves of your slavegirl's body. And the brand you burned into my flesh last night. quivers Red and small and lovely in the curve of my thigh. You burned this mark into me, Master. When you claimed me. softly, aroused When you made me yours.

I am my Master's pleasure-slave. I made my Master moan with the warm caress of my body, again and again, all night. You chained me by my ankle to the bed, and woke me this morning with your powerful thrusts, the surge and roll of your hips. You woke me with your cock, Master. I woke to the singing of the dawn birds in your garden outside, to the warm sun kissing my skin, to the grunts and growls of my Master as he fucked me. As you took such pleasure in your slavegirl. You fucked me, and I spasmed around your cock and screamed under you on your bed as you made me yield and surrender.

I am your pleasure-slut, Master.

Your dancing girls prepared me for you tonight, while you were away at market. They oiled my body and perfumed me and aroused me for you with their soft, delicate hands. They strung these decorative chains of silver about my belly and hips. But your slave jewelry and your collar, clasped securely around my throat, are all I wear, Master. The welts from your whip are still faint across my thighs and tits. My cunt is naked and ... soft ... and glistening with my warm honey in the light of the lamps above your banquet table, Master.

a soft sigh of arousal Those lamps. Held high above your guests' heads by the shackled hands of stone slavegirls, marble women taller than living girls, ten along each side of your long banquet hall. They are all naked. Like me. Some of their mouths are open in eternal orgasm. Others have their mouths gagged with marble imitations of leather straps. Any woman who enters this hall does so for my Master's pleasure and delight.

When I chopped onions and heated stew in my father's small house ... as a free girl, before the slavers took me ... I never imagined such a banquet hall. Such a table, with a dozen men dining in their elegant garments and jewels. And there you are, my Master, at the head of the table, seated in your oak chair carved in the shape of intertwined slavegirls, caressing and fondling each other, their backs arched in orgasm. With that huge window behind your chair, and the red sun setting behind you like a world on fire. breathless You look like a god, Master. With your eyes deep as the sea and your powerful body and that sable cloak you wear.

You beckon to me with a look. Yes, Master. I will approach you, Master. It will be my pleasure, Master. softly, yearningly My Master. See me walk toward your table with slow grace. My wrists crossed behind my back as if you've bound them, Master. My hips swaying at each soft step. I do not conceal my soft wet cunt from you or your guests as I walk. My cunt is yours. It belongs to you, Master, and you do not want it hidden. I have been bathed in warm milk, but for hours this morning your semen still covered my breasts. My neck. My cheek. Dried on my skin, wherever you splashed it over me last night, after each time you took me. Each time you thrust in me and ravished me, again and again and AGAIN. Each time my young, tight body gave you pleasure, Master.

Your guests gaze at me, like fire on my body, as I walk down the table, Master. They can smell my heat. They can smell me dripping for you as I walk past the naked thighs of the stone slavegirls. They want to touch me. quivery, aroused breathing If you weren't here to protect me, they would caress me with their fingers as I pass or grip my ass and my tits. gasps softly Maybe even pull me onto the table and fuck me.

They all want me, Master.

shyly Do YOU want me, Master?

I'll kneel beside you, Master, on your silk carpet. a soft little sound I'm parting my thighs for you, Master, kneeling with my legs open. All your guests are gazing at my soft, naked thighs and my soaked little cunt, and I am yours to display as you wish. My wrists crossed gracefully behind me, my breasts high and inviting, my lips soft and full. The cool evening breeze through the window licks at my cunt.

a soft, soft moan Your hand in my hair, Master. Mmmmm, and caressing my cheek ... Master, my Master. Your hand is so warm ... and strong. May I rest my cheek on your thigh, Master, while you dine? so softly, so sweetly I yearn for you, Master.

You ... you want me in your lap, Master?

But won't your guests ... ?

SMACK!!!

a cry or yelp from her Yes, Master, forgive me, Master. I'll rise gracefully to my feet, turning my body so you can see my breasts and cunt fully in the red light of the sunset. Look, Master, I'm dripping onto my thighs. It's because my Master is near. My Master who bought me, who branded me, who fucked me all night.

I am yours, Master. Your guests may watch the curves of my ass as I settle into your lap, my thighs open, one knee to either side of you, Master, in this enormous oak chair. Yes, Master, I'll cross my wrists behind my back. You make me feel so ... helpless. Your body is so ... massive. And I am so small in your arms. My body naked and available and open to your every touch. gasps You've taken my hair! Forcing my head back, lifting my breasts toward your face. Master, Master! Are you going to kiss my tits in front of all your guests?

moans Master, your mouth ... panting ... hot and wet on my nipples! a cry of need Masterrr!

a few moments of soft little moans and cries as he touches her

Your kisses on my throat and breasts ... Master!

moaning softly

Master, I melt at your touch. My cunt is hot as the setting sun. Please, Master, touch me. Touch me. a whimper Touch my cunt, Master. quivery Let them all see how I surrender to you, Master. All those men gazing at me, wishing I was captive in THEIR laps. Fondle me, Master! I belong to you! I want to please you!

a cry of arousal Master, your fingers! panting My folds are so soft and slick at your touch. Do I delight you, Master?

Am I lovely in the sunset, Master?

moans passionately Yes, Master, yes, fill me with your fingers, Master. Thrust them in me. Two. Th-th-three, three of your fingers inside me. shaking with need, on fire with sensation I'm so tight! I'm so wet and so tight! You fill me so full! So full, Master! You own me. I will submit to each caress. I will surrender to your every desire. Feel me grip and squeeze your fingers. Your fingers thrusting and THRUSTING inside me! You are my everything, Master. My only desire is to give you pleasure. I am your pleasure-slut, helpless and naked at your banquet table. My warm honey is dripping down your hand! Master, enjoy me! Enjoy me!

her moans intensify

whimpering Yes, Master, yes, I'll be silent. So you and the men can talk. Forgive me, Master. Yes, Master, I understand. Your slavegirl is here to give you pleasure, not to disturb your guests' dinner with her cries of joy at your touch.

whimpering helplessly, passionately, her lips closed to hold back her cries, as he touches her

Master, Master, I can't, I can't hold it in. Master, please! Let me moan, Master ...

SMACK!!

she squeals

SMACK!!!!!

she squeals and nearly cums but just barely holds back

panting, gaspy, just above a whisper, desperately I'm sorry, Master! I'm sorry, Master! I'll be good! I'll be your good girl, Master. I'll be such a good girl.

SMACK!!!

yelps

whispers I'll be quiet, Master.

holding back a whine of NEED

whimpering at the thrusts of his fingers

a desperate, anguished moan erupts from her lips

Master, please, please, you're ... you're going to force me to yield! I'm going to cum on your fingers, Master! I can't ... I can't hold back. I can't keep quiet. You want me silent and I can't, I can't, I can't! Please cover my mouth, Master. Cover my mouth with your hand! Make me obey you. Make me subm-MMMPHHHHHH

he covers her mouth with his hand

she squeals into his hand as she cums

soft little whimpers into his palm afterward, for a few long moments

breathing hard when he releases her mouth

breathy, reverent Master.

small, soft licking sounds

whispers Feel my wet little tongue, Master? Licking your hand that kept me silent for you? licking While I came on your fingers? licking Your fingers that are resting inside me, thick and full. licking I'm licking your strong, masculine palm. licking Licking the fingers you held over my mouth, Master, but I want to lick the fingers you have inside me. licking I want to taste the pleasure you forced from my body. licking I want to taste my juices, Master, I want to taste what a good girl I am for you. Please, Master? Please? Will you put those fingers in my mouth?

a soft whimpering moan Yes, Master, pull your hand from my cunt ... ohhhh ... you're lift your hand to my face, rubbing my wetness across my cheek. so, so aroused Feel me nuzzle my cheek into your hand, Master, like the softest, most pleasing kitten. a low, feminine sound of adoration My Master.

You're tracing my lips with your fingers. a soft exhale, then sweet, gentle licking I can taste myself on them, Master. moans May I have them in my mouth, Master? Your fingers? While you talk business with your guests?

sweetly Thank you, Master. I will suck my juices from them like a good ... obedient ... slavegirl.

gentle sucking sounds ... she spends a few moments cleaning his fingers, moaning sweetly around his fingers

at last he withdraws them

she breathes softly Do I please you, Master? Do I make you proud of your slavegirl, here in front of all your guests?

Mmm, the way you're pressing my head to your shoulder. Yes, Master. I'll be quiet. I'll snuggle into my Master and be a good, silent slavegirl while you talk with your guests.

soft little noises from her as she snuggles

soft kissing sounds

slight teasing in her voice Master doesn't wish me to kiss his neck? Am I distracting you, Master?

SMACK!!!

yelps

whispers My ass!

SMACK!!!

squeals

Yes, Master, I'm sorry. I'll be good.

her soft breathing for a moment

the softest whisper I'm dripping onto your lap, Master. And I can feel your cock ... how hard you are beneath me. whispers Hard as a god.

Do you wish you were fucking your pleasure-slut in your bed, this very moment, Master?

the softest sigh That makes me happy.

her soft breathing and soft, aroused and arousing little sounds for a few moments

then, a sudden gasp as she hears something in the talk at the table

sound of her squirming a little in his grasp

an anguished whimper, followed by hushed, frightened pleading Master! I know I'm supposed to be quiet, but Master! Master! I'm frightened! I overheard! I heard! Your guests! They're wolf hunters, Master! These men! They use women as bait for werewolves in the dark forest! Master, they take slavegirls ... like me! ... under the trees at night and they arouse us and make us run and RUN to attract werewolves. To attract feral animals out of the dark who would fuck us and tear us open with their cocks and rip us open with their claws and teeth! So the hunters can capture them while they rape us and eat us. And Master, these men, these hunters, they're looking at me! squeaks At ME! They heard me cum for you! They can smell my wet heat! They want to take me from here, bound and hooded and terrified, to use me as prey! And that one with the dark beard, he just implied ... he ... he ... an anguished cry of fear Master! Master! He's making you an offer to buy me!!!

Master, no! Master, don't sell me! Don't sell me, Master, please!!!!!

frantic, pleading I'm yours! Your brand is in my skin! I gave you pleasure all night, squeezed and milked your cock with my tight young cunt! Please don't let them have me, Master! I'm scared!

You ... you meet with them before each full moon to help plan the hunts near your estate? And you sell them dancing girls who have been displeasing? anguished But not me, Master! Not me!

sniffling I will be the most pleasing, obedient, wet little slut for you, Master. sob Don't sell me, Master.

That hunter! The way he looks at me! My tears just excite him!

nearly hyperventilating with fear Don't take his offer, Master, don't-don't-don't, please don't, please don't ...

SMACK!!!

screams

SMACK!!!

screams

panting Master, you smacked my clit!

SMACK!! ... squeal ... SMACK!! ... shriek ... SMACK!! ... whimpering cry

sobs I'm sorry, Master! I'm sorry, I'll be silent!

SMACK!!

screams

I'll be a good slavegirl!

SMACK!!!

squeals

breathing hard Yes, Master, yes, I'll climb onto the table, Master. As Master wishes. sniffling Here I am, Master, standing naked and trembling among all your delicacies and desserts. fearful little breaths

Dance? You ... you want me to dance? To dance on your banquet table for your pleasure and your guests' delight?

pleading I don't want to display my curves and my soft cunt for these men! These men want to buy me, Master! As wolf-bait! Master, please!

gasps No, Master, no! no! you don't need to whip me. Forgive me, Master! I will dance for you, Master.

sniffles Yes, Master. It will be my pleasure, Master.

taking a slower, steadying breath I will entice you, Master. I will make you crave me. I will make your loins burn for me. Keep me, Master. Own me. Take pleasure in me. See me dancing for your delight, Master. See me pivot and spin. See my jewelry flash in the warmth of the lamps, see your brand burned deep in my thigh.

soft, soft clinking of chain jewelry. Optionally, the music may change or increase in tempo here.

quivery, seductive, trying to entice her Master My hips sway for you, Master. My breasts rise and fall sweetly for you as I dance. See the flash of my cunt as I lift a long, smooth leg. The gentle music of the delicate chains hung about my hips. The sun has set, Master, and my oiled skin glows for you beneath your lamps. Am I beautiful, Master? Do you desire me?

I raise my arms high above my head, lifting my breasts like a gift ... crossing my wrists like a captive ... as I sway ... and turn ... and dance for your pleasure, Master. See my warm honey drip down my legs. My cunt soft ... and swollen ... from your attentions, Master.

Your guests watch me, gazing heatedly at my naked, wet cunt. Are you watching me too, Master?

I'll dance faster, swifter, every movement of my body a promise of pleasure and heat. See me lower my arms, holding them behind my back. I'm yours, Master. Helpless. Captive. Your slavegirl. See me sway as I walk toward the edge of the table, toward you, careful not to disturb your bowls and plates as I bring Master his most delicious dessert. Here I am, Master. Leaning back, my breasts high, my hips rolling for you, Master, my legs open. aroused and heated My folds glistening. Do you want me, Master? I'll kneel on the table, Master, and just sway and undulate for you like a willow in a night wind. Enjoy the fullness of my breasts, Master. Enjoy the wet heat of my cunt. I can hear your guests panting, Master. Every one of them must have a hard, engorged cock under his garments. Every one of them wants to touch me. Taste me. Fuck me.

They want to fuck YOUR pleasure-slave, Master.

I'll lean back until my head touches the table, my knees spread wide, my cunt right in front of you, Master. moans Yes, Master, take hold of my hips with your warm, strong hands. My breasts are heaving as I breathe! Watch me bring my hand between my thighs and ... ahhhh ... open my cunt for you. Spreading my folds with my fingers. Look, Master. I'm open. I'm tight and small and ready to be taken.

Claim me, Master! Claim me!

she cries out

Master! a cry of surprise and delight and fearful anticipation You've thrust me down on my back and climbed onto me! Onto the banquet table! Master!

a cry of need Yes! Cover me with your body, Master! Crush me beneath you! My Master!

moans My hip has landed in a dessert, Master, in something creamy and cool to the touch. Ohhh! You've grabbed my breasts! she cries out Squeezing them! Oh! You'll bruise me! Your hips muscling in between my thighs and ... Master, your cock! It's so big, your cock! Master, I'm yours! almost sobbing with need Ravish me, Master! I'm yours! I'm your slavegirl!

her wild moaning cry of "I'm yours!!" as he penetrates her

the sound of her being fucked hard against the wooden table

her breathless cries I'm yours, Master, I'm yours! Whatever you desire of me is yours! moaning Make them watch, Master! Make them watch! I'll lift my hips into your thrusts! cries of wild pleasure as she does I'll clench down on your cock! Master, take me, take me!

moaning

a gasping whimper Master? You've ... you've pulled it out of me ... what are you ...? What do you mean, Master, you only needed to get your cock wet and slippery inside me before you ... gasps!

You've flipped me onto my belly! My tits shoved into a sticky cream pastry on your table! Ah!!! And wrenched my head back by my hair! panting Master, Master, what will you do with me, Master? whimpers Master, your cock, slick with my honey ... you're pressing it to my ... to my ... !!! ... Master, I've never been opened there! Master, I've never had a man in my ass! Master!

a squealing, pained cry as he thrusts into her

fast little gasps of air Master, the head of your cock is in my ass! The tight heat of my ass!

squeals

Master, are you going to fuck my ass, in front of all your guests?

pleads Master!!!

grunts

No, Master, please, don't thrust the rest of your cock inside me, you're too big, you're too big, Master plea-MMMPHHH!!!

he covers her mouth with his hand, and we hear her muffled grunts and whimpers as he works his cock in her...

...and then THRUSTS

DEEP!!!

we hear her SQUEAL into his hand. Imagine her eyes wide and her scream as her Master's cock is shoved SO DEEP into her ass. Her cry muffled erotically by his palm pressed firmly over her lips

once he is all the way in, she lets out a low whine into his hand

he begins to fuck her in rhythmic, pounding thrusts, not fast but deep and hard, taking her ass as he pleases. At each thrust, we hear an animal grunt from her, muffled into his hand. Her grunts and whimpers and moans become more and more animal, feral, a slavegirl in heat being FUCKED in the ass by her Master. He fucks her on the banquet table until she is reduced to a shaking, quivering female animal. The listener should hear the rhythm of his thrusts by her short, muffled, breathless grunts and cries.

at last he lifts his hand, moving it under her instead to fondle her. The lines that follow are delivered in quick little gasps as he rides her hard and urgently

Master! Master! You own me! You own me! You own me! You're in my ASS! Yes, grip my breast, Master! Squeeze the cream into my skin! panting and grunting And my clit! My clit! Your fingers under me, on my clit! Master! Master! Master! You're so DEEP! You're so DEEP! I can barely breathe!

SMACK!!!!

squeals

Yes, Master, smack my ass! My body belongs to you, Master! My cunt, my mouth, my breath, my ass, everything I am is yours, Master, yours, yours, yours!

several hard SMACKs and squealing cries from her

squeals You fill my ASS!

Stretching me! STRETCHING me! Master! MASTER!

screams You pinched my clit! Oh gods fuck me Master fuck me FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME

Master, may I yield? May I cum? Master, may I cum?! I NEED TO CUM! Master! Master! Cum with me, Master, cum with me!Cum in my ass! Master cum in my ass, cum in my ass! May I cum, Master? May I cum may I cum may I cum yes yes YES YES YES!!!!!

her screams of pleasure as she cums, as he cums IN her

panting, barely conscious

M-Master ...

quivers Yes, Master, caress my thigh ... feel your brand in my thigh, under your fingertips, Master. Feel your mark in my skin. You own me.

a moaning cry You've pulled out of me. Out of my ass. panting You've climbed off of me. Youre standing by the table, Master, leaving me a shaken, quivering mess. Lying with cream desserts squished under my cunt and tits. With your hot, sticky semen leaking from my ass.

a long, quivery inhale I'm so s-sore. breathes in again, shaky So well-fucked. I ... I don't think I can move.

whimpers

You've broken me on your banquet table, Master. If I turn my face, I can see the wolf hunters. Their faces flushed. I ... I think some of them came in their garments, watching you fuck me. Watching you pound me like a wolf's she-bitch under the lamps, under the blind eyes of the stone slavegirls. a soft whimper of fear These men ... they all want me so. Gazing at me as I lie here shaking while the werewolves howl under the trees outside and the lamps gutter and the first stars appear in the dark through the window.

gasps Master! What ... what are you telling them?!

a little sob of happiness, relief, desperate gratitude Master!

I heard! I heard what you said! The pleasure-slut on the table, you've fucked her. You've claimed her. You've BURNED your ownership into her tight young body. No one, wolf or man, may touch this woman but you.

sobs Master. Master. My Master.

You stand by your banquet table like a god, your muscles rippling, your body glowing with sweat, your face flushed from fucking me. Your cock naked and hard and twitching in the air. And your eyes ... your eyes are fire. Daring any of them to challenge you, daring any to anger you by trying to buy me.

shaky breaths I'll get up on my elbows ... crawling weakly over the spilled desserts, to the edge of the table. Master, I need to be near you. My Master, you own me. happy tears

Master, I cling to the edge of your table and press my lips to your thighs where you stand. kissing Master. My Master. kissing Feel my mouth small and wet and sweet on your thighs.

a few moments of gentle, small kisses on his thighs

I am your adoring slavegirl.

reverently, gratefully, overwhelmed Master. My Master. My Master.

a few more soft gentle little kisses

The audio ends.

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