Amanda reached up her aching neck to again try to pull down the right side of his jeans. To her surprise, she actually managed to get the jeans down far enough for her to get her teeth around the top of his underpants and finally his penis popped out, hitting her in the face. She took the head into her mouth, her jaws stretching wide to fit it in. She knew she had little time and worked hard to get the penis as far into her throat as she could. As she moved her head to ease his cock down, she gagged. It was only the second time she had ever had a cock in her throat but she knew it would be her only chance to make him cum. Three minutes, she heard him say. She worked her head up and down as much as she could, given her position, gagging with each entry into her throat. She longed to lower her head to ease her aching neck but kept going. He kept counting down the minutes until he reached one minute.



The feeling of her working his cock into her throat felt wonderful but he knew that he would not cum before the time was up. He counted down the last minute, her head bobbing faster and faster as he got down to the last second. When he had finished counting, he grabbed her hair with both hands and worked his cock violently in and out of her throat. Finally he came, making her swallow all his cum. He pulled out and rubbed his wet cock on her hair. He could hear her sobbing as he sat down onto the bed beside her, her head hanging down over the side.



The burning in her throat matched the burning of her bottom as she lay on the bed. She felt beaten and alone. She knew that he would punish her again but felt too numb to think about that now. He pulled her back fully onto the bed, so her head was resting on the cover. Well slave, it seems like you have failed. I wonder what form of punishment would be fitting. What do you think, slave? Her head felt like cotton wool. I don’t know, Master. Amanda knew that whatever she said he would do whatever he wanted to do anyway. His hand moved down to her sore bottom again but she just stayed still, too tired to move.



David noted how still she was, even when he rubbed her bottom, and decided that he would save her punishment for the morning. It was nowhere near as much fun when the victim was half asleep. Slave, I decided to give you a break. I will not punish you. He saw her open her eyes, looking at him with a spark of hope. Well not tonight anyway, tomorrow is a whole new day though. He saw a pained expression cross her face as she again closed her eyes. Now I am feeling tired. He saw that she was half asleep, so it wasn’t hard to move her over to the right side of the bed and retie her arms to the top of the bed.



As she was moved to the other side of the bed, Amanda had no strength left to try to fight him. She let him retie her arms, feeling her sore bottom rub on the bed. It was only when he pulled her head around to face him, that she made any sound at all. I am going to have a shower and don’t want to hear a sound. Do you understand slave? Yes master. She watched him get off the bed and walk into the bathroom. She closed her eyes and felt the relief of sleep overtake her, despite the pain she was feeling.



Having finished in the bathroom, he entered his room, seeing his new slave asleep on the bed. He had reflected on the day while enjoying his shower, feeling excited about the next day. He lay down and turned off the light, his head full of all the next day would bring,



Chapter Four Punishment



It was dark when Amanda stirred, the ropes biting into her wrists having made her hands numb. She glanced at the man lying beside her, relieved that he was still asleep. She hurt all over and badly needed to go the toilet. The events of the day before began to filter through her brain, from her capture at the docks to her failed attempt at avoiding punishment. She shivered as she thought of what he might do to her, fighting hard not to cry in case he woke up. As the room began to lighten, she listened to his deep breathing and tried to undo the ropes binding her to the bed. She didn’t know what she would do if she got free, but it gave her something else to think about.



He could sense her moving beside him. Reaching out his hand, he found her nipple and gave it a vicious twist. Slave, if you don’t keep still you won’t like what happens. Now don’t move until I say so. He heard her give a scream and freeze, her breast rising and falling under his hand. He released her nipple, but kept his hand on her breast as a reminder. Twenty minutes later, he turned onto his side and ran his hand down to her pussy. Using his finger, he worked his way into her, feeling her dryness.



His finger in her pussy felt terrible. She moaned as he worked his way in to his knuckle. Please master, I have to go the toilet. He ignored her comment and continued to move his finger in her. Please, I will wet the bed, please master. He still continued, her bladder feeling like it was about to burst. Well, what is stopping you? If you need to go that badly, just go. Moaning in need, she tried to think of anything other than what he was doing. In fact, I think that is what I want you to do. You will not leave this bed until you have pissed. She felt him work another finger in, pushing them both fully into her, his other hand pressing down on her stomach. The pressure in her bladder grew and grew until she could take it no more. As her piss flowed out, he removed his fingers, laughing out loud.



“What a dirty slave you are. David could see her blush as the piss continued to flow. He could see the shame on her face, her tears coating her cheeks. I guess you will need another shower. He reached up and untied her, pulling her to sit up on the bed. He watched her rub her wrists, her head bowed. As she rubbed her wrists, Amanda tried to block out what she had done. She had not wet the bed since she was a child.



She flinched when he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the bathroom. Pushing her into the shower, she braced herself for the force of the hose, surprised when she felt the water flow down onto her head instead. Her relief was short lived as she felt him press up behind her, his cock rubbing between the cheeks of her bottom and his hands gripping her breasts. Have you ever had a cock up your ass? No Master. She could hear her voice trembling as she answered him. We will have to remedy that some time but this morning we have a punishment to finish.”