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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.��
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�The Author does not condone any of these actions,
this is fantasy, make believe, you know day dreaming.
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�Copyright 2006, Hawk Fann & Sbbe.� All rights reserved.
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����������� Jason stopped the beating and studied Sarah as she
pleaded for mercy for the woman who had abused and humiliated her for the last
twenty-four hours.
����������� �I�m sorry, I�m so sorry for what he�s doing to you,� she
said, kissing Kimberly�s face.� �This is
my fault.�
����������� �You still don�t understand...� Kimberly gasped, trying
to recover.
����������� �What do you want, slut?� Jason asked.� The question was directed at Sarah.� �What is it you think should happen?�
����������� �I-I�m confused,� Sarah said.� �I don�t know what I want.�
����������� Jason brought the crop back down across Kimberly�s rump,
making her howl in pain just inches from Sarah�s face.� Sarah covered her ears and screamed.
����������� �Make it stop!� she cried. �Sssstttoppppp!�
����������� �And if I do?� Jason asked.� Sarah glared at him, still cradling
Kimberly�s head.
����������� �I�ll do whatever you want,� she said through gritted
teeth.� �Just don�t beat her anymore?�
����������� �Are you willing to take the beating in her place?�
����������� �Is that what you want?� Is that what this is about?
Fine, then beat me.�
Do whatever you want to me, just leave her alone.�
����������� Jason cocked his head.�
�Did you hear that Kimberly? Did you hear what the slut is willing to do
for you?�
����������� Kimberly, still dazed from the long night in bondage and
the beating she had taken, could only manage a murmur.� Her eyes were half-closed.
����������� �So that�s what you want Sarah?� You want to take one for your Mistress?�
����������� �I said I would,� Sarah said, but more quietly this
time.� With less anger.
����������� �Why should your Mistress and I believe anything you say
after you laid that stripe across her belly?�
What has changed from last night?�
����������� �Can we just get this over with,� Sarah said, even more
resigned now.� �I said I would do
it.� Whatever you
want.�
����������� Jason rubbed Kimberly�s back, his hand running up and
over her battered ass cheeks.� She
managed to shift, pushing against his hand.�
�I think you may have done it after all Kimberly.� She sounds like she�s beginning to
understand.�� Kimberly was too exhausted
to respond.
����������� �I�m going to let you out, slut,� Jason said.� �You will crawl to the middle of the floor
and resume the position you were in last night before all the trouble
began.�
����������� He undid the latch on the door and Sarah crawled out of
the crate without a word, taking the crop in her mouth and moving on all fours
to the center of the
Room. She went up on her knees and placed her hands behind
her head.� Satisfied, Jason undid
Kimberly�s restraints and adjusted the opening so she could remove her
head.� She groaned in pain as she tried
to stand. Jason helped her, slipping his arm around her side and walking with
her until she got her legs under her.
����������� �Sssshhh,� he whispered. �Take
your time, now.�� He handed her a bottle
of water and she drank, a cautious sip at first, then, when she had caught her
breath, more greedily.� She drank the
entire bottle and wiped her mouth off. �What do you think of this slut,� Jason
said, gesturing at Sarah.� �She has
offered to let me do anything I want, just to save you a beating.�
����������� �I am pleased with the slut,� Kimberly said. �Permission to approach her?�
����������� �Yes.�� Kimberly
walked behind Sarah and put her hands on her shoulders.� Sarah remained in position, staring down with
the crop in her mouth.
����������� �Does the offer stand, slut?�
Jason asked.� Sarah nodded slowly.� �Fair enough.� Ask your Mistress to punish you.�
����������� �Huhhh?�
Sarah said, although it came out garbled with the crop between her teeth.� Jason was pleased that she had not spat it
out in surprise.� He glanced at Kimberly,
who looked equally confused and surprised.�
Slowly Sarah turned so Kimberly could take the crop from between her
teeth.
����������� �You will now ask your Mistress to punish you, slut.� You will ask her to restrain and punish you
in a fashion she finds more frightening and painful than
any other.�
Kimberly, you will grant her request.�
You will demonstrate your obedience to me by showing her no mercy in
exchange for this sacrifice your slut has made for you.� If the two of you can do this, then I think
we just might finally have everyone where they need to be.�
����������� Jason�s eyes met Kimberly�s and he saw the fear, the
silent pleading that she somehow be absolved of this task.� The master and his slave both knew what she
would have to do to Sarah, and it was going to make everything she�d endured
thus far seem like child�s play.