OF AMANDA PART TWO: TRAINING BEGINS.
I stand there for what seems like an eternity crying and moaning into my gag.
My arms ache
and my legs are sore - these boots feel like torture after so long held in
My misery is
interrupted by the sound of footsteps on the stairs.
little slut doing”, I hear him say as he approaches. I actually jump and squeal as he slaps my bum
yet again - a hard slap, and I know he will have made my cheek red as I feel
the warm sting.
“Let’s get a
good look at you shall we”.
I feel him pulling
at the zipper of my skirt, undoing it as he slips it from my body, I tremble
and plead into my gag as I feel something cold, metallic and sharp on my blouse
sleeves as he cuts them from wrist to shoulder both sides, then rips the front
open and pulls that away too.
start to unclip my corset, and that too soon is gone - followed by my bra, cut
from me and letting my large tits hang
play with them for a few minutes - squeezing them, kneading them and pinching
the nipples, and to my shame they become hard and stick out.
I moan and
plead into my gag, my hooded head shaking from side to side, my body twisting
in my bonds trying to avoid his attentions.
your place, you will learn to do as you’re told and behave trust me”.
slides down my belly over my soft smooth skin, and over my panties. I can feel him stroking my panty covered
snatch, the tips of his fingers working it again, and my skins burns with shame
as fresh juices soak into the panties.
“Ok slut this
is how it goes - you’re going to give me a blowjob and it had better be good. If it’s good you will be rewarded, if not
punished - do you understand”.
Fear grips me
at the thought of his demand but helplessly chained in this place I know I have
no choice and reluctantly nod with my hood covered head.
“See, I knew
you could be a good girl”.
He pulls the
hood off making me squint in the light after my prolonged darkness and fear
makes my stomach churn as I look around. I knew I was underground but this place was a
chamber of horrors.
standing in middle of a room - a large cellar like room, on one side I can see a
shower, toilet and wash basin. Next to
it was a cell - a barred area with a bed riveted to the wall with a mattress on
and a bucket and small door in middle. On
the right wall was a large wooden cross with straps at each corner, next to
that a wooden beam jutted from the wall on a runner in the wall its height
adjustable and I could see holes along the top and ring bolts in the floor
along its length.
Next to that
a smaller metal cage just big enough for someone to sit/lay on all fours in.
And finally a
On the right
side of the stairs were some chests of drawers two sets and another closet.
To the left
of the stairs stood what looked like a pole dancer’s pole, and a wooden device
with 3 holes. It looked like a picture
of stocks that I had seen in a history book.
Then the left
wall. I could see a piece of strange looking BDSM furniture consisting of two
sheets of wood coming together at a sharp angle with the edge facing up,
allowing someone to straddle the point of the triangle like a horse.
modified gynaecologist chair with straps all over it .
The middle of
the room, where I was had plenty of chains hanging down. The floor had fitted into it many ring bolts
as well as these items interspersed with wall chains and bolts.
As I took all
this into my frightened mind, I felt the tape peeled from my lips and the
sodden panties pulled out.
“Please, please let me go please don’t to this... “
”Did I give
you permission to talk slut”
He whacks my
arse causing me to cry out in pain, as I do he pushes something into my mouth a
large metal ring stopping me from being able to close my mouth. The ring has straps attached to it, which he
used to buckle the gag around my head tightly.
that’s just to be sure. I don’t want you
biting now do I?”
He undoes my
handcuffs from the supporting chain and pushes down on my shoulders, making me
kneel down. He then attaches my cuffs to
my spreader bar keeping me in a knelt position.
“Ok, slut -
get sucking, and remember your own comfort is based on your performance”.
He unzips his
fly and his already semi rigid cock pops out.
I can see the smile on his face as he grabs the sides of my head,
guiding it to his cock as he forces it through the ring. I start to gag a little, but get my reflex
under control as he slides it all the way in with his balls touching the ring
and I feel him deep in my throat.
He guides my
head back and forth a few times as he slides in and out without my lips playing
a part, but I use my tongue as best I can.
He then lets go of my head, and I bob and weave my head, feeling his cock grow in my mouth as I allow it to slide down deep. He seems impressed at my control of my gag reflex as he moans his pleasure, while I work him with my mouth and tongue feeling him build and harden.
is about to cum, I draw him right down and hold him there as his load shoots
into my belly, then lick at it as he withdraws.
Unfortunately, I am not used to this - I cough and splutter after he
comes out and cum leaks from my mouth.
whore” he says as he picks up the discarded panties and wipes himself off with
them. He then wipes my face and pushes
them through the hole, filling my mouth as he walks away. He then comes back with another strip of tape
that he puts over the ring.
He walks away
again and returns with what looks like a leather dog collar and buckles it
around my neck.
digital camera from his pocket, he encircles me taking snaps. “These will go with the ones from earlier” he
says as i look at him. Earlier - I
didn’t hear him take ones before but then I was hooded.
naughty slut - a good slut doesn’t waste food so you will have to be punished”
He walks to
the drawers and selects several items.
First he applies
leather fingerless mitts to my hands - they’re small and make me bunch my hands
as they are put on, while a clip attaches them together.
removes the gag and replaces it with a panel with a large protrusion on the
inside shaped like a penis.
leather hood is brought to my face, a hole in back which my ponytail is forced
through before it is pulled down over my eyes and face and gag. I can’t see but
there’s holes for my nose to breathe through as it is buckled around my head.
I hear his
cell phone ring. ”Yeah I have another
one - will be posting her soon she’s in training right now but should be ready
for sale shortly yeah I will be there shortly just got to put her away then be
He undoes my
spreader bar and replaces it with hobble cuffs with a small 6 inch chain in the
middle, allowing me to take only small steps.
Helping me to stand, he then walks me to some point in the room. I plead and moan into my gag fearful as my
movement is restricted and unable to see where i am going.
He forces me
down onto my knees again, then on all fours and tells me to shuffle backwards. In my bondage it is hard - my skin brushes
against metal and I realize he is placing me in the small cage.
I moan and
plead into my gag for him not to, but I am forced back and hear the door slam.
“Rest slut I
will be back “
I lay there
shivering and trembling making small plaintive noises into my penis gag.
Now I know my
fate - I am to be sold like meat to be used as someone’s sex toy.
END OF PART TWO…….