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   by........annie



   Chapter 1 The First Night

   In my own little corner, in my own little chair...I couldn't get the
song out of my head and I couldn't sing it either.  Cinderella sang them in
a movie.  We had something in common, Cinderella and I .  I sat in a
corner. I sat in a little chair.  I sat by a fireplace all by myself...for
the moment at least.  But I sure wasn't going anywhere.  I couldn't, no
matter how much I might want to.

   I looked down at my bare feet, and ankles, and knees, and that was about
all I could see.  That and the wide leather straps that were buckled to
each one.  And the locks that held them to the legs of the short stool I
sat on.  I couldn't see my arms because they were fastened in the same way
behind me to the other two legs of the stool.  My head was pulled slightly
forward in a harness and held fast to a large ring that stuck out from the
dark wall that was only a few inched from my nose.

   That was the last thing He had done before He went to another room.  He
fitted the leather straps over and around my head and cinched it tight. 
The final touch was the red rubber ball that He stuffed in my mouth.

   "Don't go anywhere now," He chuckled as He left me there.  I don't know
how long I'd been in this position.  It felt like hours but I knew it
hadn't been anywhere near that long.  My arms ached and my mouth was full
of spit.

   What I did have, though, was plenty of time to think about how I ended
up in this position.  If I had objected strongly enough, I might have
gotten out of it.  But, truth be told, the idea intrigued and excited me.
But it also scared the daylight out of me.  In the end, I did as She told
me.  I left the safety of Mistress's home and went with this man.

   It started this evening after work.  I got home and greeted Her as
usual. I asked Her if I may come in and then took off my clothes.  I sat
near Her chair and waited.  She finished what She was doing on the computer
and turned to me.

   "I had a most interesting talk with a friend of mine today.  You have
met Him.  He's very interested in you.  He enjoyed that session with you
and wants more.  In fact, He even offered to pay for you.  You know He's
offered before.  He'd like to rent You for a weekend...very soon."

   I lowered my head and giggled...just a little bit...embarrassed by the
response in my body.  This was not the first time this proposition had been
made.  The first time She told me about it, I thought it was a distinct
possibility.  But, She told me that it was out of the question.

   "Something strike you as amusing?" She put Her hand under my chin and
raised my face so that I had to look into Her eyes.  They weren't smiling.
"I think that just proves that I've made the right decision.  You've become
far too impertinent lately.  I believe Your attitude is in need of some
adjustments.  I think it should begin right now.  Go get it."

   I sat just a moment too long.  I heard what She said but I wasn't sure I
believed it.  Before I finally moved, the word "double" was spoken.  This
got me going...quickly.  I got up, found the paddle - the long, thick,
wooden one - and handed it to Her.

   I knew what was expected of me.  I turned away from Her to bend over and
place my hands on the bed.  The anticipation is almost as bad as the pain.
She must have had me stand there for a full five minutes so that when it
struck me the first time, it wobbled me.

   "One, thank You Mistress...I'm very sorry Mistress." I didn't have the
last words out before the second one landed.  "Two...." I gasped.  She
really meant business this time.  These weren't fun.  Ten is the usual
punishment but She had doubled the number.  She was very dissatisfied with
me.  By the time She got to fifteen, there were tears in my eyes and my
apologies rang with sincerity.  She didn't stop until I had the full
twenty.

   "Get on your knees and look at me."

   I obliged quickly.  Once more, She raised my face to Hers.  There were
tears on my cheeks but She paid them no mind.

   "I've been far too lenient with You.  Your training requires a refresher
course.  You've begun to take a great many things for granted and too often
now, forget your place.  The arrangements have been made.  This is not for
the money.  You know I don't need that.  And this is not totally
punishment. You will enjoy much of it but, I'm sure, not all.  He has,
however, offered to make some very special furniture for Me.  He'll need to
have You with Him to get all the correct measurements.  Do you have
anything to say?"

   "No Ma'am."

   "Good.  Now, come here." I moved close to Her and rested my head against
Her breasts.  She held me and soothed me as the pain left me.  She kissed
the top of my head and smoothed my hair.  "Now, go have a shower.  I'll
bring you the clothes I want you to wear."

   I stiffened as She said that.  But, I thought, it's late.  Why would I
be getting dressed at this hour of the evening.  It was almost ten.  I
didn't argue or hesitate.

   The water stung but, gradually, began to make me feel better.  I didn't
know what to make of all this.  I understood this was to be training.  I
knew how Mistress went about it but not how He did.  I knew He was stern.
There was no room for hesitation.  He was gruff in His handling but could
also be surprisingly gentle.  All I had now were questions....and fear.

   I didn't hear Her when She brought the clothes in.  I turned to rinse
and She was watching me.  She handed me the shaving cream with the
admonition not to reflect badly on Her by not living up to Her standards.

   I was almost finished dressing when the knock came on the door. 
Mistress had closed the door when She went out of the bathroom so that all
I could hear were muffled voices.  One was definitely male.  I looked at
myself in the mirror and the realization that I would be going with Him
tonight slammed into me.  For a few minutes I couldn't move.  I should have
figured it out before now.  She'd brought the kind of clothes He
prefers....lacy undies, teddy, boots, short skirt, crisp white blouse,
jacket...yes, I sure should have known.

   I finished my hair.  The water had been turned off quite a while ago. 
They had to know I was finished but I couldn't make myself open the door
and leave the safety of the room.  I didn't have to.  I heard the catch
click as the handle was turned.  The low chuckle of a male voice met my
ears.

   "Come out, come out wherever you are.  Come see what I have for you."

   "Yes Sir."

   He took my wrist and pulled me into the living room.  Mistress stood
there with Her arms folded across Her chest.  When He let go of my hand, I
let my arms fall to my sides and lowered my head.

   "Mistress has decided you need a little vacation.  She thought you might
like to go on a camping trip for the weekend.  I have just the place.  It's
quiet, remote, secluded....no one around for miles."

   Mistress came to me.  She whispered assurances in my ear that I would be
quite all right with Him.  She also told me to be willing to learn from Him
and obey Him without delay.  She had discussed with Him the rules of the
game....Her rules....and expected me to report any break from them.  She
hugged me and kissed my cheek as She turned me to face Him.

   He had a collar in His hand and quickly put it around my neck.  He
clicked the leash onto it and jerked it hard as He moved to the door.

   "Tell Mistress good-bye now."

   I did.  I felt tears in my eyes as I closed the door behind me.  This
was all so fast....so unexpected.  Leaving Mistress like this, for this,
not knowing where I was going or what was going to happen.

   He led me into the garage where His truck was parked with the passenger
door open.  He took off my jacket and pulled my arms behind me and held my
wrists together with one hand.  He got the length of rope that was sitting
on the hood and bound them with it.  He slipped the jacket over my
shoulders.

   "Get in."

   I heeded Mistress's advice and stepped up into it immediately.  I
settled into the seat but He didn't close the door.

   "Did you really think it would be that easy?  Hmmmm?  You should know
better."

   He reached under the seat and pulled out a wooden bar with straps and
buckles on each end of it.  He fitted one just above my knee and fastened
it in place.  My knees were drawn apart and the other side buckled on.  He
reached across my lap and rummaged in a back-pack that was beside me.  He
took something from it but His body prevented me from seeing it.  His hands
went under my skirt and into my panties.  I felt cool metal as He slid
something into them, and left it there.

   He closed my door then, went around the truck, and got in.  He fastened
my seat belt, then His.  I started as the ignition caught and found myself
looking back to the house.  I thought surely Mistress would open the door
and tell me this was all for Her amusement...to see my
reaction....something.  But, no, the truck backed out of the drive and sped
forward.

   "Well now, it's time for your first lesson pet." He put His hand into
the back-pack again.  I heard a little click and the thing in my panties
sprang to life.  It vibrated hard against my clit and I gasped out loud. 
He turned it back off.

   "You see, W/we have a long drive ahead of U/us and I need something to
amuse me.  Here's the point.  You will maintain perfect control of
yourself. You will keep silent.  You will not complain.  You will not look
anywhere but straight ahead.  You will not close your eyes.  And, most
importantly, you will even think about cumming."

   That said, He pushed the button again.  I was able to follow all the
rules except for the one about not thinking about it.  How could I not
think about it?  Each time He turned it on, I pressed my head back against
the headrest.  The purpose of the bar between my knees was quite obvious
now.  It was going to be a very long ride indeed.

   It had grown dark and He was on a road I didn't know.  I was getting
farther and farther away from Mistress.  Somewhere along the way, I made a
decision.  This is what She wanted me to do .  I would represent Her well
and learn the things He would teach.  But, it was already difficult.  I was
very stimulated by now and it was hard to keep my composure.  I gained
control of my body and kept it.

   I focused so much on my situation that I didn't notice when He turned
off the main road.  The jarring of the truck as the paved road turned to a
gravel one brought my attention back to my surroundings.  There wasn't much
to see.  A narrow road, trees, and a sky full of stars.  He had been
serious when He said it would be secluded.

   The sound of His footsteps returning brought me back to the present.  He
stroked my hair for a minute before releasing me from the stool and wall.
He helped me stand and made sure I was steady on my feet.  He hooked the
leashed back to my collar and led me to another room.

   "Time for your first fitting," He chuckled.

   I looked at what He'd been working on.  The big wooden "x" was at least
six feet tall.  The legs of it were about a yard apart, as was the top. 
There were straps and small wood planks near it on the floor.  I realized
what it was going to be....and how I would be placed on it.  This was the
piece of "furniture" He had bartered for me.

   He began moving me here and there...stretching an arm or a leg.  He
hooked my wrists together behind me and tied my leash to a bent nail high
on the wall.

   He went back to the "x" and began working on it.  He put a small wooden
platform about six inches from the floor on the bottom of each leg.  He
measured up from the center and added straps and "o" rings to each side. 
To each leg, top and bottom, He added straps with buckles.  And, in the
center, He placed wide leather straps with several more buckles.  Slightly
below the place where the wood crossed in the center, He attached a sturdy
bracket.  Just above this, He drilled a large hole.  It was the short,
thick dowel that He slid into this hole and fastened to the bracket that
really got my attention.

   He stood back from it and, chin in hand, scrutinized His work.  He
nodded His head slightly, apparently satisfied with what He'd done.  He put
away His tools and swept up the shavings that had fallen to the floor.

   "Let's try it on, pet," He chuckled as He came toward me.  He undid the
leash from my collar and, sticking His fingers through the "o" ring on it,
pulled me toward the thing....just inches away from it.  He turned me to
face it.  "Look at it." He let my wrists apart.  "Touch it." He took my
hands and slid each on up the length of it, holding them there for a moment
before He turned me back to face Him.  Part of me was dreading this but
part was beginning to anticipate it, to want whatever He was going to do to
me with it.  I didn't have to wait long to find out.

   He bent and put one of my feet on the little shelf at the bottom and
strapped it into place.  He raised me up as He guided me to straddle the
bar in the middle.  My hands were brought up to the top and clicked the
cuffs to the rings He'd attached there.  The other foot was stretched down
to the remaining leg and, after adjusting me on the dowel in the middle,
fastened the strap to my ankle and then the wide one around my waist.  He
looked me over well.  But, He wasn't finished.

   He went to the wall behind me and I heard Him doing something but
couldn't see.  From where He stood, He was attaching something to the ring
in the top of my head harness.  I felt my head being drawn up...slowly.  He
checked under my chin and drew it up just a little more.

   So, there I was...pulled down from the top so that my cunt was pressed
hard against the wood there, pulled up from the top so that my head and
arms were stretched tight, and pulled tightly from each side.  I couldn't
even see in front of me because of the slight angle of my head and the
straps from the harness blocking much of my vision.  It was uncomfortable,
but not unpleasant.

   "Well now, after all my hard work, I think I need some down-time.  After
all, you know what they say, `all work and no play make Jack a dull boy'.
And I certainly don't intend to be dull.

   His voice startled me.  His finger traced its way over my body.  I felt
goose bumps follow it.  I wasn't cold.  He squeezed one nipple, gently at
first.  My body responded to the pleasure.  The squeeze became a pinch and,
when He crushed the whole breast in His hand, I moaned with the pain.  The
moan was louder when He slapped it hard.  He went back and forth between
both of them...slapping, pinching, squeezing.

   There was a quick stab of pain when He put on the nipple clamps.  There
was more when He flicked them with His large fingers.  There was more when
He added the weights, flicked at them again, and added some more.  I felt
the wetness in my cunt.  So did He when He slid His hand between my legs.

   "I think You like this...shame on you...such a little slut.  Well, this
is a vacation after all...isn't it?  Let's see what else you might enjoy."

   He worked His finger into the tight space between the bar and my clit
and quickly stimulated me to the point of orgasm....and stopped...and
laughed.  I did groan then - not in pain but in frustration.

   He slid the little metal thing that was such a torment on the ride to
this place where His finger had been.  He wedged it in very tightly.  He
turned it on.  I went rigid with the pleasure immediately.

   "You know one of the big rules is that you can never cum without
permission.  There will be punishment each time you do.  And you will cum,
and be punished, each time you do until you learn to control your body."

   I heard the words and knew what they meant.  My cunt didn't care,
though, and He knew it.  It throbbed and pulsed with want.  It had been
building for a long time now.  It hadn't forgotten its frustration on the
way here.  It had a mind of it's own.

   I tried to talk through the gag in my mouth.  I was begging for
permission already.  I tried to make eye contact with Him but couldn't see
well enough.  I tried to still the pleasure that was surging through me. 
It was no use.  The more I fought it the stronger it got.  It won.  I came
hard and long, rubbing myself as best I could against the wood and
metal....getting the most I could from it.  I knew I would be punished. 
Permission had not been granted.

   The vibrating stopped.  There was no warning.  The whip fell across both
breasts and I screamed behind the gag.  The clamps were still on my nipples
and the pain was terrible.  My body trembled and jerked as each of the next
four lashes fell.  The next five landed on my belly.  The next five across
my thighs.  There was no time in between.

   It stopped.  I'd quickly forgotten the pleasure.  It was all pain now
and it was intense.  I hoped my body was learning from this.  I know my
mind was.

   "This is how it goes," He said.  "You will have pleasure, but only when
I allow it.  You will have pain as I desire it.  In the end, you will see
that W/we both benefit from it.  But, you have to learn to abide by the
rules.  I will tell you this.  The pleasure you receive will be every bit
as intense as the pain.  But, you must learn self-control.  Let's try this
again."

   After doing this three more times, I found the ability to control my
body.  But, I was exhausted.  I hung limply in my restraints.  My face was
stained with tears.  But, I had learned...and He knew it.

   He took me down from the "x" and half-carried me to a cot in a corner of
the room.  He fastened my hands and feet to each end of it but, at least,
He allowed me some room to move...just not enough to get up or turn over.
He took the harness off my head and the gag out of my mouth.  I worked my
jaws to loosen them up.  He raised my head and gave me a drink.

   "You did well, pet.  That's just about the hardest of all the lessons.
And, I told you the pleasure would be as intense as the pain didn't I? 
This time, I want you to just enjoy.  This time you do not have to even ask
for permission.  This time, you may cum as many times as you have strength
for."

   His hands caressed my body from head to foot.  I closed my eyes.  I had
thought all I wanted to do was sleep.  The things He was doing to me felt
to good.  The desire to sleep left and was replaced by the desire of my
body.  There was some pain when He touched my very tender breasts, but I
relished this kind of pain.  His mouth was on one breasts and His tongue
was incredible.  I raised slightly to have as much as I could.  He spread
my knees apart and gently inserted gel into me.  The dildo filled me.  I
hunched down on it, feeling it go deep inside.  He held it there and
suddenly it was vibrating.  Wonderful, wonderful...I wanted more.  I tried
to move on it but He put His hand on my belly to hold me still.  I followed
His lead and stayed still.  His hand found my clit and began touching it
lightly.  Ahhh, so good...so good.  He rubbed harder and harder and my back
was arching.  He started fucking me with the vibrating dildo at the same
time.  I came.  I lost myself in it.  It rolled over me, through me....the
rest of the world disappeared.  If this was the price for a lesson, I hoped
there were many more to learn.