Tears once again formed in Amanda’s eyes at his comment. She was pulled into a bathroom and pushed into a large shower cubicle. Amanda stood facing the back of the shower as she heard him turn on the water. She was expected to feel the water on her head, so when she felt a blast of water hit her back she screamed. She tried to move away from the spray of water but of course, he just moved the hose to hit her again. Turn around and face me! Amanda slowly turned around, dreading the water hitting her breasts and pussy. She used her hands to try and cover herself. Move those hands now, slave! She slowly lowered her hands, bowing her head in shame.



He moved the spray so that it aimed at her breasts, seeing her nipples swell as the water hit them. Spread those legs slave, and hold your pussy lips open for me. I’m not going to turn off the water until you have cum for me. She looked at him in shock and then moved her hands to do as he had asked. He turned the dial on the hose until the water formed a fine spray and aimed it at her clit. The more he held the spray on her, the harder her breathing became. He knew that she would be fighting her orgasm but he also knew that he would win.



Amanda felt the orgasm build as the water kept hitting her clit. She tried to fight it, but with the constant force of the water, she knew it was just a matter of time before she had to cum. She felt her body begin to tremble and her legs start to shake as the orgasm hit her. When it had passed, she was kneeling on the floor. It took her a moment to realise the water had stopped. Beautiful, just beautiful. For that you have earned yourself some soap. You have five minutes slave. With that, he turned on the water above her head and tossed her a bar of soap. She stayed on her knees, trying to catch her breath. She could not believe the force of her orgasm, she had never cum like that before. She suddenly started to panic, not knowing how long she had been in the shower for. She quickly used the soap to clean herself, not even taking the time to savour the feeling of the water on her sore body.



He watched her as she rose off her knees and washed herself. He had been surprised at the force of her orgasm. He was looking forward to seeing if she always came like that. He looked at his watch and was just about to go into the shower to get her, when she stepped out of the shower and stood in front of him. He loved the way she couldn’t look at him, her face still flushed from her orgasm. Slave, you are dripping all over my floor. She looked around for a something to dry herself with, but seeing nothing to use looked at him pleadingly. Master, I am sorry, but I can’t see what I can use to dry myself.



Amanda could feel herself start to panic as she waited for him to answer. She knew she was dripping on the floor but didn’t know what to do to dry herself. Well slave, that is a problem. I guess I will just have to punish you for your disobedience. Amanda tried to run, only to find herself being held firmly around her waist. She kicked her legs as he lifted her up and carried her back into the room before throwing her down onto the bed. She didn’t even have time to think before she felt his hand come down on her bottom in a stinging slap. She cried out as he continued to hit her, her bottom exploding in agony with each slap. She had no idea how many times he hit her, she was only aware of her screams and the pain. Finally she realised he had stopped and was rubbing her throbbing backside.



David felt the heat from her now red bottom as he rubbed it. He knew he had tricked her but didn’t care. He could hear her moans mixed in with her sobs as he moved his hands over her. He thought they were almost as sexy as her screams had been. He decided it was time to give his cock some relief, so he moved her legs apart and started to rub her pussy. She was still wet from her orgasm and he had little problem inserting one, two and then three fingers into her. He could hear her increased moans and moved to get better access. Straddling her body, he removed his cock from his pants and moved so he was at the entrance to her pussy, pushing himself to the hilt inside of her. He heard her scream at his invasion of her body, her crying becoming louder with each thrust. He marvelled at how tight she was, her body almost feeling like she was a virgin. He made a mental note to ask her about her experiences later.





Amanda felt like he was going to split her in two. Though she had had sex before, it had only been with one other man and that had ended a few months ago. She could feel his thrusts getting stronger, pushing into her cervix and causing a great deal of pain. Her body rocked, her nipples rubbing against the cover of the bed. Her bottom felt like it was on fire as he rubbed against it with each thrust. She felt him reach under her to rub her clit, forcing another orgasm to build up in her. Just like before in the shower, she tried to fight it but the force of him rubbing her clit, his big cock pounding her and the feel of the bed cover on her nipples, were just too much.



“Don’t you cum, slave, don’t you dare cum. She could not believe what he was saying, how could she not cum. Please Master, I have to cum. I said no slave, unless you want me to have to punish you again, She didn’t want to give him a reason to punish her but knew that she could not hold on much longer. When he increased his thrusts into her and started to cum, she just could not stop herself from cumming to.



David knew that she would be unable to stop her orgasm and smiled as he thought of how he would punish her more. He removed his cock from her body and roughly pushed her over onto her back. He reached down and pulled her up into a sitting position, seeing her still glazed eyes from her orgasm. Slave, I told you not to cum. Are you just trying to make me angry tonight? Her eyes were beginning to focus on him again, but not quick enough for his liking. He slapped her firmly across her face, the force sending her to lie back down onto the bed.



Amanda lay back on the bed, too exhausted from all that had happened to even move. Her cheek stung where he had slapped her. She felt him pull her up so she was sitting again and found herself once again looking into his dark eyes. Master, I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help it. She saw him raise his hand as if to hit her again and shrank back from him, waiting for the slap. When he moved his hand to stroke her cheek, she began to shake, fearing what he would do now. The longer he stroked her face, the more she shook.



He could see that she was shaking, obviously expecting him to hurt her again. He smiled, pleased at her distress. Slave, you have disappointed me, but as this is your first night I will give you a chance to redeem yourself. If you can make me cum again I will consider whether to punish you or not. He could see the hope in her eyes that he might not punish her again. Of course, I can’t make it too easy for you, can I? The hope in her eyes faded, to be replaced again by fear. You will only have the use of your mouth and there will be a time limit of ten minutes. He then twisted her around on the bed and bound her wrists together behind her back.



Amanda felt her wrists being tied firmly behind her once again. She was then flipped onto her stomach, her head hanging over the edge of the bed. She knew that she would not be able to move very much in this position and felt for certain she would not be able to save herself from punishment. He moved to stand in front of her and lifted her head so she had to look up at him. Ok slave, I am starting the time from now. She lay for a moment, waiting for him to lower his pants so she could reach his penis. Come on, time is ticking away. You had better get going. Amanda realised she would have to do all the work and lifted her head to get her teeth around the button at his waist. It was hard but she eventually managed to undo the button. Undoing the zipper took her another minute. She took a second to catch her breath and work out how she was going to get his jeans off his hips. Seven minutes left, I’d get moving faster if I was you. She moved her head to the top of the jeans and using her teeth tried to pull the material down. No matter how hard she tried, she could not pull the material down more than a few inches.



“Six minutes. David knew there was no way she would succeed, but was enjoying her efforts immensely. He liked how her back twisted as she tried to pull down his jeans. He wondered if he should help her, but was enjoying the show too much. Five minutes. He heard her cry as she continued her task. She had actually managed to get one side almost down but was having difficulty with the other side. He reached out and rubbed her bottom, still red from her recent spanking. The caused her to jump and try to wriggle away from his hand. He played this new game for another minute. Four minutes. Come on slave, this is woeful.”