From mzmysty@aol.com Fri Jan 17 07:36:18 1997
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Lisa pt 1 (m/f slavery)
From: mzmysty@aol.com (Mz Mysty)
Date: 17 Jan 1997 12:36:18 GMT

John gazed down at his newest slave.  He had just taken her
that morning and she had not yet overcome the effects of the
ether.  As she slept, he had cut away her clothes, and cuffed
her wrists and ankles. then tied them to the posts of the bed.
She was about 17, her hair long and natural red.  He knew it
was natural, he could see that on her mound.  A few freckles
carressed her nose.  Her tits were round and firm, but not to
large, her nipples soft pink in color. He knew her eyes were
light gray in color, and beautiful to look into.

He sat beside her and softly ran his fingers down her skin.  So
soft, and supple, touchable, kissable.  His fingers danced upon
her nipples, and even in sleep, they responded to his touch.
She began to stir then, and he watched as she opened her
eyes.  She tried to say something, and realized her mouth
was gagged.  She tried to move then, and found herself tied.
She turned those gray eyes to his and pleaded with him for
understanding, as she struggled against the ropes that bound
her.

John took her chin in his hands and looked into those lovely
gray eyes and told her, "don't struggle so, you will only hurt
yourself, or make your muscles sore.  You can not get free
so you may as well accept it.  Now, as to why.  Well I
believe it is simplest to say, I saw you, I desired you, I took
you."  She violently shook her head free of his hand and
struggled harder in the ropes.  He watched her and she
heard him chuckle.  "Lisa, you will be my slave, my sex
slave.  You will learn your lessons easily, or you will learn
them the hard way, but learn them you will.  Now I want you
to shake your head yes or no to this question.  Are you a
virgin?"  Her eyes grew wide and she made no movement to
answer him. He grinned wickedly and reached down between
her legs. He did not hesitate, he drove a finger hard into her
pussy. It was very tight, but she was not a virgin.

She tried to move away from his invading finger, but could not.
He grinned at her, and began to fuck it in and out of her.  She
struggled, pulling on the ropes, to no avail.  His thumb found
her clit, and he stroked it.  He watched her face and saw her
fear, her anger, and a touch, just a touch, of excitement.  He
withdrew his finger.  He arose and moved to the far wall of the
barn, where he selected a long, narrow, leather strap.  He
stood at the foot of the bed.  Then without a word, he raised the
strap, and brought it down upon her right nipple.  Her eyes flew
open in pain and surprise, and as a scream formed in her throat,
the strap kissed her left nipple.

She writhed in the ropes, trying to turn her breasts away from his
strap, to no avail.  He watched her nipples swell and harden under
the carress of the strap.  Then, he slapped her tummy, just hard
enough to raise a red spot, and then lower to just above her mound.
He smiled at her, as she kept trying to get loose, low screams
rumbling in her throat.  "Go ahead dear Lisa, call me every name
you can think of.  It will change nothing.  You belong to me, and I
will have you obey me."  The strap found the softness of her inner
thigh, perilously close to her pussy.  Then she realized through her
tears that he intended to slap her there too !!!!   She doubled her
efforts to get free.  He raised the strap and said, "You are MINE !"
as he brought the strap down to land squarely upon her beautiful
young pussy.  Then he put the strap over the end of the bed, and
told her, "that was simply because I desired to see you squirm for 
me.  It is nothing compared to what you will endure in the coming
days and weeks.  You see Lisa, I meant it when I said you will be
mine.  Soon, you will beg me to take you, to fuck you, use you,
yes, even whip you."  He put on his jacket and left the barn.

When he returned, she was quiet.  Her tears had stopped and she
was resting.  He chained her hands and feet together, then helped
her hobble to the bathroom.  Once she had relieved herself, he
pushed her back to the bed and retied her as before.  This time he
removed her gag.  "Why are you doing this to me?  Who  the hell
are you that you think you can get away with this???? "  She
immediately screamed at him.  He grinned at her.  "I am who I am.
As to why, I told you.  I saw you, I desired you, I took you.  As far
as getting away with it?  Of course I will.  No one saw me take you,
no one knows who I am.  I did not stalk you, so no one can place
me near you.  I saw you the first time, just hours before I took you.
So you see, no evidence, no witnesses, no clues.  Nothing.  You
just disappeared."  Her eyes opened wide in renewed fright.
"You are going to kill me aren't you?"  She nearly whispered.

He started to laugh, and almost could not stop.  "Kill you????
Kill you???  he finally managed to repeat.  "What the hell would
I want to kill you for?  I am not in the habit of offing a good fuck!!!
I don't waste my time training slaves just to kill them.  What a
fucking waste that would be!!! "  For some odd reason, she really
believed him.  "Don't think I will be easy on you, I won't be.  I said
you would be whipped and forced to submit, and you will, but I would
never take your life."  He started to walk away, then turned back to
her and said, "You should try to sleep tonight.  Tomorrow, we begin
your lessons."

Lisa slept fitfully, and when she awoke, she could see through the
upper barn doors, that it was full daylight.  She looked around and
saw him.  She smelled bacon, and realized she was hungry.  She
hoped he would allow her to eat, she was starving!  John heard her
moving and smiled at her.  "Good morning sleepy head."  he told
her as he came to her.  He chained her hands and feet together and
told her, "you may go to the bathroom, shower as best you can, for
I will not unchain you.  when you are finished, breakfast will be
ready."  She said nothing and moved toward the bath.  A shower
would feel good regardless of the chains.  When she was finished,
he set breakfast on the table, but both plates were on his side.
She looked at him, and he told her, "ask me Lisa, ask me for your
breakfast."

She told him, "no thanks, I'm not hungry", but her stomach growled
as if to signal the lie.  He shrugged and said, "suit yourself", and
began eating his breakfast.  She got up and made to go back to
the bed, and he said quietly, "no, sit here with me."   She stood
and looked at him, and then she said, "I go where I please, I am a
free woman, NOT YOUR FUCKING SLAVE!"   she raised her voice
on the last 4 words.  Instantly his hand was in her hair, dragging her
to  the middle of the room.  She struggled, but she was no match
for John.  She kicked and screamed and fought to no avail.  He
tied her to the rope in the ceiling, and the rings in the floor.  She
could not move, could not fight now.

Without a word, John picked his favorite whip from the wall, the
short one with the braided tails, and the big thick rough handle.
Before Lisa could utter a protest, the whip found the tender flesh of
her ass.  She screamed as the whip bit into her flesh, again, and
again, leaving stinging red welts, that almost, but not quite broke
the skin.  Her ass stung, and she desperately tried to pull free of
the ropes.  Then she was more startled and afraid as John stood
before her.  He took her hair in his hand, pulled her face close to
his and told her in a loud, clear angy voice, "IN THE FIRST PLACE
I AM YOUR MASTER, I CONTROL EVERYTHING IN YOUR LIFE
RIGHT NOW, I CONTROL WHETHER YOU EAT, OR NOT.  I
CONTROL WHETHER YOU SLEEP OR NOT, I CONTROL
WHETHER YOU ARE WHIPPED OR NOT, AND EVERYTHING
ELSE IN YOUR LIFE DEPENDS ON ME!! "  Lisa, was stunned.
She just hung there in her ropes listening.  His voice lowered and
he growled at her and said, "you do not go where you please, you
go where I please, do what I please, say what I please.  If I ever
hear foul language from your mouth again, I just might decide to
cut out your tongue.  I am going to punish you for that outburst, and
for not obeying my command.  Your punishment is, 3 strokes with
the whip on each tit, 2 strokes of the whip on your pussy.  But
before I whip your cunt, I am going to shave it.  I like hearing the
sound of the whip on naked cunt flesh.  Be sure that you are lucky
I do not clamp it open and whip your clit."

So saying he grabbed his shaving equipment and shaved her pussy.
She cried silent tears as he finished, and picked up his whip.
She screamed as the whip landed on her left nipple 3 times, very
quickly.  She had barely finsihed her scream from that and he was
lashing her right nipple.  He stopped for a moment to let her catch
her breath.  Tears streamed down her face, and she begged,
"Please, please don't hit me there!  Please!"   John grinned and
asked, "where, where don't you want me to hit you?"  She groaned
and said, "don't whip me between the legs, please!"   He laughed
at her and said, "sorry my dear, it is you just punishment."  With
that he swung the short whip back, and then up between her tied
open legs.  "AAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE"   Lisa screamed as the whip
landed on her tender pussy flesh.  He waited a few seconds and
then again he lay the whip to her cunt. "AAAAAAIIIEEEEEE "
Lisa cried again, writhing in the ropes, nearly fainting from the pain.

John pulled her face close to his, and kissed her softly, gently.
"Remember, you are my slave, Lisa, remember" he whispered to
her.  He left her and put away the whip.  He put on his jacket and
said, "I am going out for awhile.  You will stay tied until I return."
He walked out and shut the door.  Lisa was exhausted from the
whipping, and cried herself to sleep tied as she was in the ropes.

John returned several hours later, and Lisa was sleeping fitfully.
When he put his jacket away, she heard him and opened her eyes.
"Please, I need to go to the bathroom" she said to him.  He looked
at her, and there was no mercy in his eyes.  He got a small plastic
bucket from the bathroom and put it on the floor between her legs.
"If you have to piss, you will piss here, and now.  I will not release
you from your ropes.  So, Lisa, piss for your master, I wish to see
it."   She shook her head and said, " NO!!! I can't do that !!  Please
let me go pee !!"   John chuckled and said, I am not stopping you
from pissing, only choosing where, and in what, you will do it."
Lisa was angry, scared, and now he wanted to humiliate her!  She
thought to herself, I will die before I piss in front of this bastard !
She was wrong, and she wasn't going to die, either.

John sat down at the table and watched her.  She found his stare
to be un-nerving, and tried her best not to look at him.  Her arms
were tired from being tied over her head so long, and her crotch
ached from her legs being stretched so wide apart.  All she wanted
to do was go home.  She closed her eyes to pretend he wasn't
looking at her.  She heard a noise and refused to look to see what
he was up to.  Then her eyes shot open, and a scream followed
closely.  He had picked up the whip again, and lay it across her
thighs.  She writhed and cried " NO, NO, NO !!! " as the whip
again caressed her tender flesh.

"I told you to piss for me.  You did not obey me.  I told you my
punishments would be swift and harsh.  I have given you enough
time to accomplish the task I set to you, and you do not obey."
He slapped her thighs with the whip again and asked, "Why is
that Lisa, why haven't you obeyed me and pissed?"  She was
crying hard now and muttered, "I did not think you were serious!
How could you want to see me piss?"  He shook his head, and
caressed her body with the whip handle, making her shudder.
"Lisa, when I tell you to do something, no matter what you think,
you must do it.  Now piss for me little slave, piss for your master,
and maybe I will reward you."   Angry again, she shouted at him,
"Just what would you give me? MY FREEDOM?"  For that outburst
she received another swat on her thighs.

John lost patience with her.  He ran the whip handle along her
lithe young body.  He leaned over and bit her tender whipped
nipples.  She cried out in pain.  He trailed the
handle down her tummy to her newly shaven mound.  Lisa's
breath caught in her throat, as she felt it part her pussy lips.
John ran the handle down her slit, then up to the entrance of her
tight cunt.  He grabbed her hair in one hand and his lips crashed
down on hers as he thrust the handle hard into her pussy.  She
tried to scream against his lips, as he pushed nearly the entire
handle deep within her.  He still kissed her as he began to fuck
it in and out of her, hard, fast, cruelly.  She struggled to move her
body from him, but could not.  John tasted her tears as they ran
down her cheeks to their lips.

Finally he released her lips, and she could yell, and yell she did.
Everytime he pushed the handle deep into her pussy and moved
it around to stretch her.  By now she had to piss so bad that the
pressure on her bladder from the whip handle stretching and
fucking her was making it to uncomfortable to bear.  John took the
handle from her pussy, and showed it to her.  "Look Lisa, look at
it.  This handle is long and hard and unrelenting.  It has been in
your pussy, fucked you, hurt you.  And it brings out evidence that
you liked it, that you wanted it.  Look Lisa, it is covered with your
hot young woman juice."  He put it to his lips and tasted her hot
juice.  Lisa jumped and yelled again, as he drove it deeply into her
pussy once more.  This time he pushed it forward, to caress and
put pressure on her bladder.  "Piss for me Lisa, come on, piss for
me!!"  He demanded.

Lisa could not hold out any longer.  She cried in shame as she
let her piss flow.  John left the whip handle in her pussy as he
stood back to watch the golden stream.  "Oh yes, Lisa, you are
such a good little slave."  He grinned.  She cried helplessly.
When she was finished, he emptied the bucket and returned to
her.  He caressed her hair, and removed the whip handle from her
abused pussy.  Then he untied her feet, then her
hands.  He helped her to the bed and this time, he only chained
her foot to the ring in the floor.  "This is your reward.  You may
use the bathroom, and shower whenever you wish, freely."  Lisa
turned away from him.  In minutes she was asleep.

The next morning bright and early, John fixed breakfast for them
both.  Lisa woke to the smell of sausage, and her stomach let
out a loud growl.  She had not eaten in two days now, and it
was beginning to hurt.  She looked up to see him smiling at her
from the table.  "Breakfast is ready Lisa, you have but to join me."
She arose and went to the table.  Again her plate was on his side.
Her eyes closed and she took a deep breath.  "May I have some
breakfast please?"  she asked in a quavering voice.  John smiled
and pushed the plate to her.  "Was that so hard now?"  She did
not answer as she was hungrilly eating.  He chuckled.  After they
finished eating he did the dishes as she took a shower.  When she
came out of the bathroom, he was naked,waiting for her.  He
grabbed her roughly and pushed her face down across the table.
She cried out NO!! as he drove his hard cock into her from behind.
He fucked her hard and fast, wanting her to feel every inch of his
cock as it pounded her.  One hand he had at the back of her neck
holding her down, the other he raised and brought down on her
tender ass.  He groaned as she screamed and he saw his hand
print rise red and hot on her flesh.  His cock throbbed and ached
with his need to cum, to mark her his.  For her to have his scent
within her.

She struggled, but could do nothing against this big man whose
cock was invading her body.  The more she wiggled her ass, the
harder he fucked her.  Then somewhere deep inside of her, there
was a spark.  A flicker of heat.  She moaned as that flame began
to spread throughout her body.  Then she wasn't screaming for
him to stop anymore, just moaning as pleasure coursed through
her.  John knew it, felt it in the way her pussy squeezed his cock.
He reached beneath her and tweaked her tender nipples.  She
yelled and thrust her hips back to meet his pounding cock.  They
came together, this master, and unwilling slave.

It had been several hours since John had raped Lisa on the table.
When he released her, she had run to the bed and thrown herself
on it, in a fit of embarrassed tears.  John showered and changed,
and when he was finished she was still crying.  "Why do you cry
so Lisa?"  he asked her.  "Because you raped me and I hate you!"
she screamed at him.  He shook his head, "no little slave, that is
not why you are crying, you are crying because you enjoyed it,
even came for me."  He moved toward her on the bed, and she
raised her feet as if to kick at him.  He stopped and instead of
being angy he told her, "now see what you have done?  You have
threatened harm to me.  I can not allow that to go unpunished.
You think about that while I decide what your punishment shall be."

He left then, locking the door behind him.  Lisa lay in the bed for
sometime, her mind going over the fact that he was going to whip
her again.  What did it matter?  She would get over it, and would
have the satisfaction of knowing she had stopped him.  She could
take a few whacks with the whip if it meant keeping him away from
her.  She fell asleep then, a smile on her lips.  John on the other
hand was thinking to himself as he drove away, "I will have to
teach her this lesson very well, NEVER to threaten her master with
physical abuse."  He made his plans, and Lisa was going to learn
this lesson well.

The next morning after her shower, John set out breakfast.  The
usual fare, and good coffee.  Lisa drank her coffee with double
cream and double sugar, and John served it that way.  About
half way through breakfast Lisa grew very tired.  She excused
herself saying "I don't know what is wrong, but I feel so tired!"
John told her, "then why don't you sleep a little more?  It is ok
with me."  She said nothing to him, but crawled back into the big
bed.  John was glad his sleeping potion had worked so well, he did
not want to have her struggle as he prepared her for her
 punsihment.   It was easier for him this way.

He uncovered the gift he had made for Glenda, the huge dildo
mounted on the base in the floor.  He checked the ropes above it
and the rings in the floor for sturdiness.  It had been along time
since he had used this.  He flipped a switch and a small motor
hummed to life, and the dildo rose off the base into the air.  Had
a slave been tied above it, the dildo would have penetrated her
pussy.  John watched as it moved up and down in a fucking
motion.  He was going to enjoy this.  He reset the dildo so that
it was once again on it's base.  Then he went to Lisa.  As she
slept, he carried her to the 'gift'.  He carefully lay her down until
he had her feet secured to the rings in the floor, her legs spread
wide.  Then he tied the rope from the ceiling to her hands, and
began to hoist her sleeping form up.  When he had her positioned
where he wanted her, he tied the rope off.  He admired her lovely
form, all bound, and only his.  The swell of her breasts, her flat
tummy, and now hairless mound were a joy to look at.  His cock
got hard as he thought of her punishment, and the pleading in her
voice when she finally submitted to him as master.  He sat at the
table and waited for her to awaken.

Lisa woke about an hour later, she yawned and her eyes shot
open as she realized she was not in the bed.  She looked up to
see her hands tied, and down to see her legs spread wide.  But
what the hell was she tied over?  Then she realized she was
looking at a monsterous dildo, mounted to some kind of base.
She looked at John to see him smiling at her.  He stood and
walked to her.  He caressed her hair and told her, "this is my
surprise punishment for you.  Did you think I would allow you to
get away with threatening to kick me?  Oh no, little slave.  I am
sure you also thought the bite of the whip was worth it, if it kept
me away.  But you see love, it did not keep me away, and there
are more ways to punish then just the whip alone."  She nearly
spit at him as she yelled, "if you think I am going to fuck this
monster for you, you better think again!"  He laughed then, and
she felt chilled.  "You my dear, are not going to fuck it, it is going
to fuck you.  Then again, somewhere along the way, you may
feel differently."  He leaned down and turned on the switch.

Lisa's eyes widened, and she screamed as the dildo planted itself
firmly into her pussy and began moving in and out.  It had stretched
and hurt her as it drove into her, making her scream and writhe
trying to get off of it.  She could not.  Tears streamed down her
face as the monsterous dildo fucked her.  John got his favorite whip
and stood behind her.  "Tell me you like it slave, tell me you like
that big hard cock in your pussy!  TELL ME !!"  he demanded.
Lisa said nothing, her mind still on the invasion of her pussy.  She
screamed as John swatted her ass with the whip.  She jerked and
raised off the dildo only slightly, but it adjusted itself, so that it
again fucked her as deeply as possible.  Johns cock was raging
hard, throbbing, dribbling pre-cum as he watched this beautiful
girl writhe for him.  Again the whip found her tender ass flesh, and
she cried out in pain.  There was more behind that cry, and she
had not yet realized it.  John did, he heard the tint of passion in
her scream.  He looked down at the dildo fucking her, and saw
that it indeed was coated with her pussy juice which was flowing
freely now.  He stood directly behind her, and drew the whip
across her tits. He grabbed both ends of the whip and pulled it
tight.  His cock was hard, and ready as he slipped it between
her ass cheeks, probing for that pink puckered opening.

Lisa did not care anymore.  She was hot, and getting hotter.  Her
pussy felt so good, even the fire in her ass was there to warm
her, bring her closer to the edge.  Then she felt Johns warm body
against hers, felt his cock probe for her asshole.  She cried out
"NO, PLEASE, NOT THERE! "  He ignored her pleas and having
found that soft sweet virgin hole, thrust forward.  It was tight, and
she fought him by clenching her ass cheeks together.  He pulled
tighter on the whip around her tits, and pushed, HARD.
She screamed as his cock pushed past her spinchter and entered
her sweet tunnel.  He groaned as her ass squeezed his cock.  It
was so hot, so tight, so sweet!!!  He began to thrust into her in
time with the dildo in her cunt.  Lisa cried, she writhed, but nothing
would ease the pressure in her ass and cunt.  John fucked her
hard and deep, and soon, she forgot the pain, and only the hot
pleasure remained.

Now she squirmed and writhed, but for a different reason.  She
wanted to cum,. needed to cum.  Having her ass and cunt filled
at the same time was giving her something she never felt before.
Intense almost unbearable pleasure.  As the dildo and Johns cock
sank into her and fucked her together, her cries changed.
"OH god, yes !!!  fuck me !!  please fuck me!!! "  She cried out.
John felt her insides as they began to tense, felt it as they
squeezed his cock, milked it.  He fucked into her ass deeper, and
she cried out "YESSSSSSSSSS" as she began to cum.  He
groaned and came with her as she writhed and cried for more.

When it was over, John was weak in the knees.  He withdrew from
her and sat down at the table, leaving her still tied, the dildo
still fucking her.  He watched as she came again, and again on
that mechanical monster.  It pleased him to see her this way, to
give her cum so readily.  Finally, she was exhausted, and he had
mercy and untied her.  He carried her to the bed, and lay her down.
Chaining her foot once more to the ring in the floor.  He took a
long hot shower and when he was done, she was waiting for him
to come out.  "Why, why are you doing this to me?"  she pouted.
"I told you, because I desire you, and it is my way.  Now go take
a shower little one, and relax."  She did as he told her too, and
he smiled.  Yes, she was learning.  That night, they shared a nice
dinner and there was no fighting or arguing between them.  She did
ask John, "why don't you sleep here?"   He smiled and said, I do,
just not in here with you, yet.  I am never far away."  It was getting
late and he rose to leave.  "Get some sleep Lisa, you will need
your rest."  He left her sitting there wondering about this man.  She
went to bed.

John was not a cruel master, realizing she was well used and sore
he let her rest for several days.  She was regaining some of her
rebellious attitude, and he patiently ignored it, knowing her time to
pay for it would come soon enough.  Then a night came where
when she went to bed, John went to join her.  She looked at him
in surprise, then said, "you don't sleep here, and I don't want you
here !!!"  He gently pushed her back on the bed, and she resisted.
"Lisa, I desire to fuck you, right here, right now in this bed.  Do
not resist me."  She laughed at him and told him, "there is no way
in hell I am going to EVER fuck you willingly !! "  He rose and
stood beside the bed looking down on her.  He smiled.  Lisa saw
that smile and she shivered.  She knew she had done it again,
made it so that he was going to punish her.  She struggled when
he reached down and grabbed her by the hair.  He pulled her down 
onto the bed, and forcefully tied her hands and feet, the same way
she had been tied when she first awoke in the barn.  She cried
out, "oh sure, you can take me now that I am tied!"  He slowly
shook his head as he turned away.  She still did not understand.

She wondered what he was up to in the little kitchenette.  She
could hear him opening cupboards.  He returned with one of those
large 4" diameter candles, which he sat on the table and lit.  He
went for his favorite whip (the one with the braided ends, and large
handle).  He stood over her again and said, "you must learn Lisa,
you must learn."  He let the whip loose and it slapped down on her
right nipple, then her left and the right again.  Lisa had begun
yelling and writhing with the first slap, and had not stopped with
the rest.  She then felt the whip as it kissed her tender tummy,
and then her creamy white thighs.  She moaned in purest pain,
as he slapped her a total of 10 times upon her body.  Then he
told her again, "You must learn Lisa", as he slapped the whip
between her legs landing on her pussy.  He watched as her tears
flowed freely down her cheeks.  One more kiss of the whip to her
pussy and he was ready to give her the rest of her punishment.

He picked up the candle, which now had burned until a bowl of
hot melted wax lay at the base of the wick.  "Lisa, when I wish
to fuck you, you must say yes master, and allow me to fuck you.
If I tell you to cum for me you will cum for me, if I tell you to piss,
you will piss.  You must learn to do everthing I tell you to do."
Lisa relented her earlier position and cried out, "then fuck me !!
I will let you fuck me!!  Just don't whip me anymore!"  She saw
him sadly shake his head, "you do not mean that Lisa, you do
not truely wish me to fuck you.  You would 'let' me just so you
won't feel the bite of the whip.  It is not good enough.  I desire
you to beg me to fuck you, and I desire that you mean it with
all your heart and soul."

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