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The door closed behind him and Sylvia cuffed one of my hands, threaded the chain
through my collar and cuffed the other hand so my hands were bent and fastened
to my throat. I was helpless. Another chain was attached to the collar, the tags
rattling on the metal, and she led me to the mirror where she made me look at my
reflection. Still sobbing I saw the many angry red welts over my bottom, thighs
and back. They were still burning and I was trembling from the pain, my face
dirty from drying cum. Her cruel fingers twisted my nipples again and I yelped.
"That caning was a taste, a warning. Don't disobey me or I'll get Jared to cane
you, he's much stronger and he'll open you up. I'll then rub some special cream
on the cuts so you'll be in pain for a week. Understand, slut?"
"Yes Ma'am," I whimpered.
She shoved me under the shower and the cool water felt strangely soothing. My
new haircut looked even spikeier when wet and she left me shivering until she
pulled me from the bathroom by the chain.
On my knees I pleased her with my mouth, desperate to keep her happy, I did what
ever she wanted. I licked her feet, sucked her toes and licked her wet pussy
until she came. It went on all night until she grew tired of it and of me, led
me to Jared's apartment, pushed me into the laundry and chained my chain to the
plumbing under the basin.
I had to crouch on the cold tiled floor and I looked up as she tossed me a small
threadbare blanket. "Goodnight slut," she sneered, switching the light off,
closing the laundry door and I heard the apartment door close.
I slept fitfully on the hard floor with my hands chained in that uncomfortable
position. Suddenly, I heard the apartment door open and voices. Margaret, I
thought, he's brought her back here! Please, don't let her see me like this!
There were giggles just outside the laundry door and then I heard Jared's deep
voice followed by Margaret's giggle. They were kissing right outside the laundry
door! I felt humiliated and degraded and a small fire of jealously burned within
me. She was there kissing him while I was chain naked like an animal in the
laundry.
A little later I heard the voices again. "I really must go," Margaret said.
"Thanks so much for the coffee. The taxi will be here. Thank you for a wonderful
night."
"It's my pleasure," Jared's deep voice boomed. "Next time I'll make sure
Jennifer is here."
Margaret laughed. "Yes, from what you've told me, I would like to see it."
My face burned in shame and the door closed. I then heard Jared stumble into bed
so I lay back down on my rough bed on the tiled floor to sleep. Later I was
awakened by Jared kicking me in my side, forcing me to roll over on my front,
face on the floor, bottom high in the air. With no preparation, his cock pushed
deep into my pussy, his fingers seizing my thrashed bottom to savagely use me,
fucking me hard. I whimpered with the need and the pain of the caning as he
ruthlessly used me until he came over my wounded back. "Clean it," he said,
waving his cock in front of my face and I quickly licked it, cleaning it off my
juices.
"Nighty night," he said, switching the light off as he left. I lay down; sobbing
at being so callously used with no thought of my own needs and trying to ease my
wounded body into a comfortable position, fell into a light sleep.
I heard noises in the flat when I woke, stiff from sleeping on the hard floor
and my arms and hands sore from being cuffed to my collar all night. The welts
across my bottom, thighs and back stung badly and I desperately needed to pee.
The door opened, the light flicked on and blinking I looked up and saw Jared
sneering down at me, a bowl in his hand that he put on the floor and I saw it
was filled with pieces of cold toast and fried eggs. It looked awful but despite
it's appearance, I wa starving but I needed to pee.
"Please Sir," I whimpered, my bottom stinging as I crouched on the tiled floor,
my chain tightly connected to the pipes under the basin.
"What slut?" Jared asked, laughing as he had guessed.
"Sir, I need to go to the toilet."
Without a second thought he slapped me across my face and I crashed against the
basin, my face throbbing, tears rolling down it. "Slut needs to piss, Sir," he
recited calmly. "That's what you say."
"Sir," I whimpered, "slut needs to piss."
"Go ahead," he laughed, pointing at the drainage hole in the middle of the tiled
floor. "Squat there like an animal." I looked at him startled and saw his eyes
coldly staring at me, no expression on his face.
I had no choice, a face burning, the chain taut and my hands fastened at my
collar, I managed to squat over the drainage hole, my big breasts moving as I
manoeuvred into position. "Go ahead, slut," he said with a cold smile and, face
crimson, humiliated and degraded, I shamefully let go. The urine splashed
against the drainage hole, so loud in the room and the smell coming to my nose
as I peed in front of my master.
As I was peeing, he suddenly slipped his hard cock into my mouth and I
immediately began licking and sucking it. I was still licking it, his acrid
taste in my mouth when I finished peeing. Suddenly, he pulled out and
disdainfully zipped his pants up. "I can't get interested," he snapped, "smells
like piss in here, you're like some fucking animal so eat like one!" His foot
pushed the bowl towards me and I knelt down and ate the horrible mess by pushing
my face into the bowl. As I ate, I felt his foot move between my legs, the toe
of his boot pushing into my pussy. "You're so fucking wet," he laughed. "You're
the perfect slut slave."
He removed his foot and I whimpered at its loss, my face in my food, fried egg
on my cheeks.
"Phew!!" I heard Sylvia say, "it smells in here."
"The slut had to piss," Jared said and he suddenly squatted down next to me, so
civilised and calm in his dark suit and coloured tie. "Look," he said fingers
pulling my pussy lips apart," look how wet she is." His fingers grazed my clit
and I moaned but he dragged his hand over my groin. "Stubble, I don't like
stubble," he snapped and I cringed. "Get it removed, slut," he ordered, "or I'll
shave it off with a knife!"
He marched away and I looked up to see Sylvia smiling down at me. "Eat up slut,
you'll need your energy."
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