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." Red Rose @-->-->--