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Chapter 4
I woke up with my head pounding and a throat so dry I could hardly swallow. I had no idea how long I had been asleep for but I could not see anyone else in the room outside of the cell. Standing carefully, I made my way over to the sink to have a drink. The water was wonderful and I was just taking another mouthful when I heard the footsteps. Taking a deep breath, I tried not to cry at the thought of having to please my new Master again. The last day or so had been the hardest I had ever had and I just felt like I needed some time to collect my thoughts.
Master Nathan opened the door and I found myself backing away from him, until I was again sitting on the bed. My hands were shaking as I twisted them in my lap and my stomach was full of butterflies. When he reached out and grabbed my chin, I heard myself whimper, hating the fear that he had instilled in me. I dreaded having to look into his eyes, but as he raised my head, I was once again confronted by his cold stare.
“I hope you had a good sleep slave, as it will be the last one you have for a while. Now, Sir Evan had to leave but he told me to tell you that he is looking forward to fucking that beautiful ass next time.” I trembled at the thought of Sir’s big cock in my ass, the image of his using Eva fresh in my mind. “Now, since your behaviour earlier made me miss out on our planned games, you will have to make it up to me.” I dreaded to think what he might have in mind, thinking that my punishment was over. “I have a deal of cleaning that needs doing and you going to keep working until it is done.”
I thought that didn’t sound too bad, but then started to worry that nothing would be that simple with Master Nathan. Once he had me uncuffed, he tied my hands together in front and started to pull me out of the cell and up the stairs. At the top of the stairs, he paused and took my upper arms in a fierce grip. “Listen to me, don’t even think for a moment that you can try to get away. If you are stupid enough to try, I will make today’s punishment feel like a walk in the park. Tell me you understand?”
“Yes Master, I understand. I will not disobey you again.” I heard her shaky response and knew that her punishment earlier had worked as I had hoped. Letting her go and opening the door, I pushed her into the room. I intended to have her clean the bathroom and then the kitchen, as I had let my maid go when I decided to try and buy Clare. Plus it would keep her busy while I did some things I needed to do.
We reached the bathroom and I could see her looking at the items I had already laid out on the floor. She hesitated to enter the room, her eyes wide as she tried to work out what each one was for. I had spent a lot of money buying some great items over the Internet and couldn’t wait to try them out. Shutting the door behind her, I picked up a shiny, red corset that had half cups that would sit under her nipples, so her rings would still be exposed. I pulled it around her, making her take a deep breath so I could tie it tightly. The sight of her breasts with her rings glinting was a beautiful one and I couldn’t help playing with her rings a little bit. I knew it would be a while before I could play with them the way I wanted to, but I just had to touch them now and then.
Standing back, I could see her struggling to get comfortable in the tight corset. I picked up the harness gag and saw her shake her head slightly as she saw what I was about to do. However, all it took was one look and she actually opened her mouth in readiness for me. I laughed and pushed the medium sized ball in her mouth and spent a few minutes getting the straps in the right place. When I was finished, she had a series of straps crossing her face and one under her chin. The ball was not as big as the one I had made her wear during her punishment, but it still stretched her lips out around it.
I untied her hands and replaced them with metal cuffs joined by a chian and then did the same for each ankle. The final touch was to connect a long chain to one of her ankle cuffs and to a ring I had put onto the wall. I knew it was overkill, but I just got such a thrill out of using my new things. “Ok, now you are ready to go. I will be back in thirty minutes and I expect this room to be sparkling. Your cleaning items are on the bench. Have fun!” I left her, droll starting to run down her chin and her chain clanking as she moved towards the sink.
I heard him lock the door and sat down on the edge of the bath for a moment, the corset making it hard to breath. Not wanting to give him a reason to punish me again, I stood up and looked at the cloths and the bucket of soapy water he had left me to clean with. I had just dipped a cloth in the water, when I looked up to see myself in the mirror, the shock of seeing the gag with all the straps almost enough to make me want to cry. However, I knew that he would be waiting for me to mess up and made up my mind that I would do the best job I could.
It was not easy to move around with the corset and the chains between the cuffs, but after a few attempts, I found a way. I had almost finished, with only a small section of the bath to go, when I heard the door being unlocked. I was finding it hard to breath and I had to keep wiping the droll up as I went. The corset had not made the job easy; with the restrictions it caused making me squat down for much of the time when I would have normally just bent over. I was hurrying to finish the last section of the bath, the part that meant I had to bend over as far as the corset would allow me, when I became aware of him standing behind me. I didn’t know whether to stand up or finish the job, so instead I just froze.
‘Slave, why isn’t this all finished yet?” I cowered, waiting for him to do something. “However, with that view you are offering me, I can let go the fact you have only a little bit to go.” I was so relieved that I worked doubly hard to finish. When I went to stand up, he stopped me and pushed me further over into the bath until my head was touching the bottom of the bath. I was unable to see what he was doing, but the sound of him lowing his zip was unmistakable. The next thing I knew he had his cock at the entrance to my pussy and was starting to push in. I yelped behind the gag and moved my head so that I was laying on one ear, rather then the top of my head being ground in to the bath.
He quickly built up a rhythm, fucking me hard and fast, which made my already shallow breathing even shallower. The corset felt like a band of steel around my chest and the chains rattled as I moved. I just lay there and prayed he would be done soon, so I could stand up. As he moved even faster the sounds of our grunts filled the room. I felt him remove his cock and recoiled as the first spray of cum hit my back, followed by two more blasts. I felt it run down my back and onto my hair, a few drops landing on the bottom of the bath. Closing my eyes, I tried to ignore the feeling of his cum on me and just waited for him to let me up.
Seeing my cum on her back and in her hair was amazing, just as the last two days had been amazing. If I had realised that owning my own slave would be so much fun, I would have done it years ago. Even the sound of her crying again did not worry me; in fact it reminded me each time of who was in charge.
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