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The Greatest Submission

Part 10

The Greatest Submission

The Greatest Submission

Written by Hawk_Fann and Sbbe, his Slave

Stillbehindblueeyes (at) hotmail (dot) com

 

WARNING!  THIS IS A WORK OF EROTIC BDSM FICTION.  

 

IT IS ADULT ORIENTED MATERIAL OF A SEXUAL NATURE.  

 

DELETE NOW IF YOU DO NOT WISH TO VIEW THIS TYPE OF MATERIAL.

 

 The Author does not condone any of these actions, this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.

 

 Copyright 2006, Hawk Fann & Sbbe.  All rights reserved.

 

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10

 

The dial in her hand turned and the tens unit came back to life. Sarah screamed until her breath was exhausted, her body arching to avoid the pain but unable to sustain the arch. “Again slut,” Kimberly had pulled a chair in front of Sarah as she suffered. “Say it again.” 

 

"M-mm-ay I kiss your foot ma'am?" stuttered out. Kimberly could see the sweat on Sarah’s face, the struggle behind the woman’s eyes.” She glanced at a camera then back at Sarah.

 

“Worship it,” Kimberly growled.

 

“Yes ma’am,” she begged.

 

Kimberly let her lick and kiss for a few minutes then moved away and turned the unit on. By the end of the hour Sarah would beg violently to be allowed to continue her worship of Kimberly’s body knowing what would happen after she moved away. Her words became creative and accompanied by loud sobs.

 

“What else would you worship?” Kimberly asked leaning forward as Sarah begged.

 

“This Slut would worship anything.”

 

“What part of my body slut, do you desire to worship Slut?” Kimberly knelt down in front of Sarah.

 

Sarah was shocked, Kimberly almost giggled at the look on her face. “I-I-I would worship, your hand?” Kimberly reached out and stroked her hair. Helped her blow her nose again and then offered her hand and the process started again.

 

It continued until a sobbing wreck of a woman hung gibbering. Kimberly knelt again and moved forward. “Think Sarah, what else would you worship.”

 

Sarah struggled one last time then looked up into Kimberly’s eyes. “Mistress may I worship your pussy?”

 

Kimberly thought for a moment that she might cry with relief. She looked into a camera then leaned a bit closer. “Why should I let a piss covered slut worship my pussy?”

 

Sarah sobbed, shock washing over her features. “Mistress may your slut, your property, worship your beautiful pussy?”

 

Kimberly reached out and stroked her cheeks. “Since you put it that way Slut, how could I refuse?” Kimberly stood and retrieved an adjustable chair she set it up and slid forward. “Now do a good job or I’ll remind you what the ten setting is like.”

 

“Yes mistress, let me worship you, let me prove how much I love your pussy.”

 

Kimberly adjusted her feet on the chains and placed her pussy right up against Sarah’s face. She waited afraid for a minute then a gentle swipe of a tongue made her shift a bit closer. “Yes slut, show me how much you love my pussy. Worship me slut, love me.”

 

Kimberly screamed out her orgasm reaching pulling herself against Sarah’s face using the taut chains. “Yes, worship me.”

 

Sarah watched fear clear in her eyes. “Would you like to prove I can trust you slut?”

 

“Yes mistress, I will do anything, anything.”

 

“We’ll see,” Kimberly said smiling down at the woman. “We’ll see.”

 

Kimberly found Sarah’s actions different as she started to lower her. Sarah watched her with a fear in her eyes that had not been there before. The process of freeing her took time. When Kimberly was done she found that Sarah just lay limply watching her waiting, sobbing softly.

 

“Slut you will crawl to the shower area.” Kimberly pointed to the wall by the toilet. “Move,” Kimberly knew she didn’t need to but she popped Sarah with the crop just for effect. The woman had to be in much pain as the blood flowed back to her extremities.

 

Sarah seemed very vulnerable at the moment she needed to imprint on her. She had an idea but she must speak to master. “Hurry Slut, you will at all time hurry to obey commands from your betters.” Pop on Sarah’s ass as it swayed violently trying to keep ahead of her.

 

‘Here now I didn’t say in the shower. I think you need to get all that blood flowing again. We are going to take a quick spin around the room. If I don’t feel you are putting enough effort into it I will help you with this friendly persuader. She popped Sarah with the crop again.

 

Sarah took off around the room awkwardly, tears dripping down her face as she struggled to keep ahead of the crop. “Again,” Kimberly said, “we want you all stretched out.” The third time Kimberly stopped her and looked into her face. “Who are you?” Kimberly asked into the tear and mucus, as she squatted before the woman her pussy exposed at Sarah’s eye level.

 

“Slut?” Sarah panted.

 

Who’s are you Slut?”

 

“I’m yours mistress.”

 

“Say it this way slut. This slut is yours mistress.”

 

“This slut is yours,” just flowed freely from Sarah’s mouth. Kimberly reached out with a tissue and wiped her face.

 

“Blow, I’m very proud of you Slut. Into the shower girl.” She motioned then stopped her. “Wait, one last round I think. Do you really belong to me slut?”

 

“Then you will carry me on your back this time.”

 

Buuuuttt,” Sarah started. Kimberly stroked the crop and raised an eyebrow. “This Slut is dirty, covered in piss and sweat mistress. Please mistress let this Slut wash first so she is worthy.” The pleading eyes stared into Kimberly’s.

 

Kimberly stroked her face gently then viscously dropped the crop again and again till Sarah lay curled in a ball at her feet. “You never tell me how to use you Slut. If I wanted you cleaned I would have had you washed. Now up and carry your Mistress around the room on your worthless back.”

 

“Yes, Mistress, yes, yes,” Sarah blathered as she struggled to her knees again. Kimberly stepped over her and sat on her back. She set her crop filled hands on Sarah’s shoulders and then lifted her feet.

 

The trip was interrupted after just a few feet as Sarah collapsed. Kimberly patiently cropped her till she was back on her knees. Kimberly realized she was panting too as they worked their way around the room. Ride, crop, ride, crop finally they were back at the shower. Kimberly waited as they moved nearer. Sarah glanced at the shower but didn’t stop. Kimberly couldn’t help but smile. “Slut stop, let’s get you showered you smell like pee.”

 

Kimberly hung Sarah in the shower by her wrists, not a bit of fight from Sarah. She let her toes touch the ground enjoying the slight struggle. It cause Sarah to reach even further expending more energy, energy that needed to be exhausted before she could be beat down and molded into a perfect slave.

 

The water started cold, waking Sarah’s tortured body with a sudden burst. Slowly Kimberly adjusted it to a comfortable warm. Sarah’s head leaned forward her chin almost to her chest. Her body exhausted. Kimberly started murmuring as she first washed Sarah’s hair.

 

“As a slave it is important to never hide your beauty. You are to display yourself to your best advantage for your master.” Kimberly washed her neck and shoulders, up her arms, down in her arm pits. Bubbles dripped as she kept speaking. “Beauty is not just on the outside but also inside, a truly submissive spirit will cause you to radiate your beauty.”

 

Kimberly added more soap and worked Sarah’s breasts in her hands. Kneading the flesh lifting it then dropping it, she paid special attention to the abused nipples. “You must express this beauty in every movement and thought.”

 

Sarah’s stomach was washed and then her slit, her back stroked with Kimberly’s soap filled hands. Kimberly repeated as she washed the woman again and again. “Beauty is a state of mind.”

 

Standing directly behind Sarah she used her body to work the soap over the wet woman. Her breasts grinding into Sarah’s welted skin, her hands dropping between Sarah’s legs then back up to her breasts. “Expressing your beauty in your movements and actions will let your master know you love him.” Kimberly glanced up at the camera and stroked deeply between Sarah’s legs. “Let him know your devotion, or hers.”

 

Each little toe was washed as Kimberly sat before the struggling woman a foot in her hand. She tickled, washed, rinsed, and repeated as she kept her voice soothingly calm, repeating her teaching.

 

Kimberly stood and looked over her slave. Sarah’s eyes glazed, her breath coming in little pants. Again Kimberly reached out and teased her clit till she was panting rapidly. Sarah’s legs tried to move together she slapped sharply Sarah’s inner thigh. “No, slut, my will, not yours.”

 

“Yes mistress,” Sarah murmured and Kimberly watched as Sarah pulled her legs as far apart as she could.

 

“Oh Slut, good girl.” She reached in and stroked once fully then stood pulling her hand away. “Girl it’s time you proved your love and obedience, you notice I didn’t ask you to say it. Saying it would be empty without actions first.” Kimberly fingered the big nipples dripping water from the shower. “You are my slut, but I am someone else’s.”

 

“Hood, the man in the hood.” Sarah’s eyes looked frantically up, meeting Kimberly’s.

 

Kimberly pulled on Sarah’s nipples, “Yes, the man in the hood.”

 

 

 

 

 


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