The Modest Submissive

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The Modest SubmissiveShe glanced up from the high top table looking over at her Master playing pool with his friends. She had a look of adoration on her face as she sipped her fruity drink. She belonged to him, and she was happy to be owned. Everyone knew she belonged to him, she was his precious little doll, dressed in a low cut button up blouse, with a lacey bra peaking out the top, a short skirt that revealed a naked bottom with every bend, sheer black thigh high stockings held up by garters and a pair of heels that added just the right amount of height to her small frame. The look was completed by her hair parted in pigtails, the blonde curls cascading down the sides of her face, resting against her neck, with the telltale sign of ownership, a collar lovingly placed upon her neck. After one of several games of pool of the night had ended, her Master walked over, pulling her close to him. He leaned down tenderly kissing her soft lips, while at the same time flicking open the buttons on her blouse. Slipping his fingers in her bra, he roughly pinched her nipples causing her to moan. He continued to pinch and torture her nipples as he placed one hand behind her back, moving between the cloth of her shirt and her skin he located her bra snap, releasing it without hesitation. Her breasts no longer secured slipped from the hanging bra. He reached back and quickly pulled her blouse off, allowing the bra to freely slip off of her. She gasped slightly, but maintained her composure. He went back to her nipples, which were tender and erect. Continuing to maul them with his hands he started biting her neck, lightly at first, then with more force. He felt her body tense against his as he continued to inflict pain on her. Reaching down with one hand he gently touched her thigh, trailing his fingers over her skin, electrifying with each touch, he felt heat radiating from her skin, pulling the tips of his fingers under her skirt he felt his way towards her hot center, feeling her hot liquid spilling bayraklı escort bayan over her delicious lips, he plunged three fingers into her pussy without warning. As he thrust his hand into her, he felt her whole body go rigid, she glanced around at the people nearby watching her being ravaged by her Master, a small look of fear flashed across her face. He stopped what he was doing immediately. Standing up, he pushed her down to her knees. “What is wrong my little pet?” he questioned her. Timidly she replied, “I…there are so many people watching…I’m afraid.” Without thinking she folded her arms across her exposed breasts, hiding them from view. Finding this completely unacceptable behavior from her, he grabbed her roughly by one arm yanking her up. Grabbing her by her hair he pulled her face close to his, “You are mine, to do with as I see fit. You will never hide yourself from me, and you will never deny me pleasure, no matter where we are, or what we’re doing. Is that understood?” She nodded meekly. “I didn’t hear you.” He responded. “Yes Master.” Her small voice whispered back. “I think you need a lesson in what your place is.” He laughed as he pulled her roughly towards the pool table he had just been playing on. Pushing her down on the table, he bent her over, lifting her skirt above her waist. Everyone could see her bare lush ass, and her small pussy peaking out from between her legs. He beckoned over a friend, and had him hold her down, while he removed his belt, and quickly slapped it across her ass. She shrieked in pain as she felt the belt hit her soft flesh. He continued to strike her, slapping her ass roughly with his belt. He watched as her ass went from a soft peach, to bright pink, and then finally settling on a deep shade of red, watching her skin raise. He knew she would be bruised for days; it would be painful for her to even sit. Yet he continued to strike her more. When he felt he’d done enough, he leaned over, and gently wiped her tears away escort bayraklı from her face. “You want to be a good pet, don’t you? You want to please Master?” “Yes, Sir, I’m sorry.” “There is nothing you need to be sorry for, be a good pet now, understood?” he whispered into her ear. “Yes Master” She replied trying to calm her tears. He backed away from her for a moment, viewing her half naked and exposed body, still being held down against the pool table. Unzipping his pants, he pulled his hard cock out. He spread her battered cheeks apart, exposing the small tight hole in her ass, and pushed his throbbing cock against it. She jerked uncontrollably as his cock entered her without hesitation. After his initial thrust, he gently rocked back and forth loosening her ass, as he continued to stretch her open, he started quickening his pace, pushing harder and faster into her ass. Her moans echoed across the room. Her body was on fire as he continued to penetrate her ass. She was filled with a mixture of pain and pleasure and it wracked her to her very core. As he thrust into her over and over, slamming against her bruised ass, she could hardly contain herself and started begging to cum. “Oh Master, please let me cum.” She begged over and over, but he remained silent, pumping her ass with his cock. She knew if she came before he gave her permission it would be mean more punishment. She tried her hardest to keep from cumming, but he knew she couldn’t contain herself, he knew how to push her over the edge, and he wanted to break her tonight. She screamed in pleasure as she came, her juices flowing down her legs. She went limp on the table as her orgasm flowed through her body. This didn’t stop him though. He wasn’t nearly done with her. He continued to fuck her ass, as she lay panting like a dog in heat on the table. Finishing up he slowly pulled his cock out of her ass as he came, spilling his cum out of her ass and onto her legs, watching it drip down her body. He motioned to bayraklı escot his friend to let her up. Upon release she slowly stood up, waiting for what was coming next. She had cum without permission and knew punishment was imminent. He pointed to his feet, and she kneeled down before him. She delicately rested her battered ass on her heels, wincing as she did. He looked down at her, drinking in the sight of her. Her tear stained face, exposed breasts, his cum streaked across her pussy, ass and legs. “Your little whore body came without permission, didn’t it?” He asked her. “Yes, Master.” She whimpered. “Your body is mine, but since you seem to like cumming so much, I guess you’ll get to cum over and over.” She looked up at him curiously, wondering what he had in store for her. This didn’t seem much like a punishment, but then again, he sometimes had a twisted sense of humor and found very creative ways to punish her for her missteps. He left her kneeling and walked over to his group of friends who so far had enjoyed every minute of the show they had received. He spoke with them for a few minutes as he watched his little slave kneeling in place. When he was done he came back over to her scooping her up and carrying her like a small c***d. He placed her once again on the pool table and finally removed her skirt, leaving her naked except for her collar, stockings and heels. Using his belt, he secured her wrists together and placed them above her head tied down to the pool table. He beckoned his friends over, who watched her like a hungry pack of dogs. She realized what was happening now, and pulled at the belt securing her arms. She knew it was no use, even if she did manage to free herself; she would have to lay there and take it. He could see her face laced with anguish. He knew she hated being shared. She only wanted to please her Master, and it felt like a betrayal every time she came for another man. She was his property and she wanted only to cum for him. “This is a fitting punishment, isn’t my little dirty cunt…you cumming over and over for my friends?” Looking at them, he replied, “Don’t touch her ass, otherwise enjoy…” He stepped away and sat down on a chair nearby, watching as his little doll was used by his friends.

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