CHAPTER SEVEN
When William heard his father's voice calling him from the basement, he already
had a good idea as to what Greg had been doing and had dressed accordingly in
just a pair of sports shorts.
William had only returned home from school a matter of days, but during that
time he had quickly become accustomed to the realisation that, in his position
as a male in the township, this gave him an automatic superiority of over the
vast majority of women in the community.
The last year at school had been one of the most interesting and enjoyable times
of his life. To find that the curriculum had included such things as 'Enforcing
Control' and 'The Detailed Anatomy of A Woman' accompanied by live models, had
proved to be a boon that was welcomed by any developing young male whose
hormones were racing through his young body at a rate of knots. Although looked
upon as something of a 'nerd' by his fellow male students, William had developed
an extremely accomplished way of dealing with the opposite sex. The knowledge
that he could demand and expect complete obedience from the female pupils at the
school, had given him a sense of confidence in dealing with the female sex that
far outweighed his sixteen years.
Indeed the pleasure of instructing one beautiful seventeen year old female
student to strip off her uniform and show him the most intimate of her charms,
and the satisfaction that he had felt in ejaculating into the soft warm confines
of her mouth, after requiring her to pay homage to his erect and throbbing
manhood just before he left, had remained with him during his journey back to
Brookdale. She unfortunately would remember him, more for the penalty that he
had imposed upon her.
During his last days at the boarding school he had seen the girl, Mary-Beth who
was a lithe slim brunette with an attractive figure, and William had decided
that she would be the subject of his 'graduation' act at the school. She had
screamed and begged for mercy from the thin, spotty faced youth without success,
before she was strapped to the whipping block. The sight of her naked body
stretched taut over a whipping block, as he delivered a solid twenty-four stroke
caning to her yielding buttocks would remain with him for some considerable time
as his farewell gift. However, the pain that he inflicted upon her, she would
wish to forget as soon as possible. It was not as if he had found fault with
her performance, but simply decided that he would enjoy cutting the four feet
length of hickory into her soft skin.
Thus when William joined his father in the basement, he was anxious to
demonstrate to him that he was competent at controlling the women who were
subject to his whim.
Julie's reaction as William entered the basement was one of complete shock.
"There is no way that I am going to allow that pimply faced moron to make free
with me." She screamed, as she suddenly realised what horrors lay in store for
her. "No fucking way am I going to allow him to indulge his fantasies with
me!!!"
Greg simply smiled, as the naked figure of Julie twisted in her bonds. "Well,
son what do you think of our new maid?" Greg questioned William.
William took in the charms of Julie's figure that her partly bent over form
exposed before him. The soft white of her shoulders, the light scattering of
freckles on her chest which supported the succulent globes of her breasts as
they hung dependent from her torso, the sheen on her brunette shoulder length
hair, her slim waist that flared outwards into her bottom cheeks, as yet
unmarked from the kiss of the whip or cane, then the slim thighs and lower legs
stretching down to her trim ankles.
"Not bad Dad, not bad at all" William replied.
"She has just made an offer that you may well wish to accept." Greg explained.
"It appears that, instead of being whipped with this," and Greg swished the
cat-o-nine tails through the air, "she is willing to make use of her
considerable charms to avoid the kiss of the whip. I have explained that you
may well be interested in taking up her offer, but that it will be dependent on
whether you find her attractive enough."
On hearing Greg's explanation to his son, Julie reacted and screamed "I wouldn't
let that spotty face idiot touch me if he was the last fucking man on earth. I'd
cut his balls off and cook the fucking little things first."
"Such foul language and such impossible threats, woman. If it was not my wish
to hear you beg for my son to make use of you, and listen as you scream and beg
for mercy I would have you gagged in order to silence your outburst." Commented
Greg, "I think that you should resign yourself to accept that, as from now, you
have no rights to any opinions or wishes but are simply here to provide for our
pleasure."
"What do you think son, the cat or something else to curtail her sharp tongue?"
Greg said to William, who responded by suggesting a cane may be more suitable in
curbing Julie's vitriolic tongue. "Good suggestion, a good beating with a
willow switch may help the bitch realise her true place and function in this
household."
Hearing William's views on her beating, Julie screamed, "If that little pervert
touches me I will sue the arse off you, you bastards." ~ this cannot be
happening, ~ Julie's mind was in a turmoil of emotion and disbelief. However,
the drugs from the injection were having an effect as, when she made these
outbursts, she found herself feeling nauseous and confused, as if her will to
resist was weakened.
~What was happening to her? Why was she feeling so helpless? ~
William simply ignored her outburst and went across to the wall of the basement
and took a five feet length of willow stick from a hook. Swishing it through
the air as he walked to behind Julie's figure, still held with her wrists
fastened at shoulder level behind her, he asked "How many, Dad?"
"Cane her until she sees some sense, son" replied Greg watching as Julie
struggled and squirmed in her bonds. "When the slut is prepared to accept her
true position as a slave and that we are to be addressed in the proper form, as
Master, then she can have some relief."
After tapping the rod several times on Julie's offered buttock cheeks, William
raised the implement back over his shoulder and brought it down in a swift arc
to cut across the summit of the unmarked ass. The stroke left a white stripe
upon Julie's tanned flesh, which quickly filled to become a red welt of pain.
During the course of the next 10 minutes, Julie's ass was decorated from the
first swell at the bottom of her back, to the top of her thighs with a series of
red stripes of agony, some overlaying others, until the whole area was bright
red with lines of the rod. Although only a youngster, the strength of William's
arm was such, that where the stripes had crossed, small droplets of blood oozed
from the skin.
"AHHHHHHOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" Screams of shock and pain were torn from Julie's
throat, as tears sprang to her eyes with each pain writhing swat. She struggled
to move out of the way of the swinging switch, but the binding of her wrists up
in the middle of her back held her firmly in place.
Each swat ripped a scream from her throat and caused an overwhelming wave of
humiliation to wash over her. Soon her tears were streaming down her cheeks and
dropping onto the basement floor, her cries echoing off the walls of the room.
Her bottom was on fire with pain unlike anything she had felt before, and her
resistance and strength of will seemed to be melting away.
Eventually, after the cane had laced into Julie's ass some thirty times, William
paused and said, "Are you now prepared to accept your new status or do I have
to resort to stronger methods?"
Toward the end, Julie's throat was too raw to scream and, her voice hoarse, but
she managed to sob, "Please no more...I..I'll do what you want...just please no
more please..." There was shudder that ran throughout her being as she uttered,
"Master."
A huge grin across William's features emphasised the pleasure he took as he
watched the naked flesh before him quiver and he heard the sobbing Julie utter
the word `Master.' Now that was a word that enhanced the enjoyment of slicing
the willow rod across her backside and gave credence to the philosophy that any
woman can be broken, if pain and torment are applied in the correct manner.
"How do you want her, son?" Greg asked, "Still in the same position, or do you
want her properly offering herself to you?" He hoped that his son would realise
that to have the woman forced to offer her naked body for the male's enjoyment
was a humiliation to be enjoyed, especially in view of Julie's initial reaction
to William.
"I think that I would prefer her loose from any bonds so that she can show how
much she enjoys surrendering herself." William responded with the hint of
sarcasm in his voice.
Greg was pleased. His son was obviously enjoying being in complete control of
Julie and had benefited greatly from the training he had received at school.
Little did Greg realise how accomplished William actually was, and how the
reputation he had at the school of being a disciplinarian, who had left many of
the girl students in floods of tears, was well justified.
William had already decided that he would have fun training Julie to be obedient
to her betters. He recalled that, on previous occasions at the school, being
very exacting in introducing the girls that he had trained to rituals involving
their humiliation and discipline.
The rituals included making the female students display themselves in the most
abject and intimate way, forcing them to kneel naked before him with their knees
parted and hands cupping their breasts for his inspection. He would then
instruct them to please him by displaying their naked body in any manner that
they felt could gain his interest. If the girl failed to do so, the whip was
always available
Greg released Julie's wrist bracelets and she straightened up and stood, as he
instructed, with her hands by her sides, tears streaming down her face. She
could see her chest heaving with sobbing breathes that caused her ripe breast
globes to bobble slightly, as she continued to gaze at the floor.
~What was going to happen next? Julie wondered. How much more can I stand of
this torture? ~
"Display, girl." William instructed in a menacing voice.
Julie lifted her gaze to look up at the youth. She knew that he was addressing
her, but she did not know what he meant by his words. She straightened her
shoulders, looking him in the eyes. "What do you mean by display? You see that I
cannot hide anything," She stopped for a moment, and then she remembered to add
the required salutation "Master."
William observed the manner of her reply and strode purposefully to where the
naked girl stood with her hands by her sides. Gripping her brown curly hair in
an iron fist, he forced her head back causing her body to strain in order to
avoid the pain of his strength and throwing her breasts into prominence. William
stared into her eyes that were full with tears as she realised that, despite
appearing as only a sixteen-year old spotty faced youth, this boy was not to be
trifled with. He had already demonstrated how efficient he was at wielding the
cane and his demeanour showed confidence in his own ability.
"You are a slave and slaves are taught how to display themselves for the
amusement of their betters! They are forced to display their most intimate
charms, their breasts, their cunts and their arses in all manner of lewd
offering, so that their master may examine them to see if they are worth
bothering with!! On your knees, woman and offer me those sweet breasts of yours
this instant."
Releasing her hair from his grip, he shoved her to her knees on the basement
floor and, whilst she knelt before him, he picked the cane again and commenced
whipping it through the as if anticipating the forthcoming enjoyment of using it
again on Julie's well-toned flesh should she again prove stubborn.
"Show me your wares as enticingly as you can, or suffer the pain of the whip
across that flesh!"
Julie's tried her hardest to show him that she would not weaken so easily, but,
when he took the switch into his hand and started snapping it back and forth,
she knew that if she did not do what he ordered, she would again suffer
terribly.
Julie knelt there for a brief moment, looking up at William, and she then
proceeded to do her best at what he ordered of her. She could not meet his gaze,
so she looked down to the floor, while her hands moved up to cup her breasts as
she arched her back so they would stand out more for him. Her fingers gently
raked across her flesh, then she took both nipples in between her thumb and
index fingers and squeezed them hard. She turned her head to the side, her
brunette locks falling over her face some, slightly covering it. When she felt
that her nipples were as erect as they could be, she let go and began to knead
her breasts. She had no idea if this was enough, or if she should even speak any
words that would gain some favour with him. Fear was starting to build up within
her, and she tried her best to fight it down. She glanced up at him as she
continued to squeeze her breasts, awaiting his approval or her punishment for
not pleasing him.
William watched impassively as Julie attempted to comply with his orders and he
saw the effort to overcome her stubbornness that such actions induced in her. He
observed her breasts becoming reddened with the pressure of her fingers and the
nipples maintained their erectness.
"Now show me your cunt and let me see your sex flesh," William demanded.
Realising that any delay on her part would only lead to more and worse torment,
Julie, with her hands trembling with trepidation used her fingers to ease apart
her cunt lips. What further horrors await her?
William realised Julie's stubborn streak would need to be eradicated before she
submitted herself to him completely and, as she used her fingers to pull open
the lips of her pussy, he traced the tip of the willow cane down over her
breasts, her belly flesh and into the soft petals of her opened sex.
Moving the length of the cane back and forth in between her opened sex lips,
William stared down into her watery eyes. He continued to saw the cane in its
soft confines and carefully watched for any reaction. It would bring him much
satisfaction to have this slave obedient to his every command with the threat of
severe punishment for any failure.
Julie kept his gaze for quite some time, but fear of further punishment brought
her gaze to the basement floor once again. She gasped slightly when he started
rubbing the cane against her pussy, but she did not react in any other way,
hoping that he would be done with this part soon.
William pulled the switch from Julie's pussy and smelt it. "Well that's a
start, slave. You seem to understand that you must obey, and obey without
delay!" He said. "However, you must realise that this is only the start of my
enjoyment in your training. Keep those knees well apart and let me see your
nose to the floor and your ass presented high."
The cane swayed menacingly in William's hand. She listened to his words, and she
was scared, there was something about this boy that she just did not like, but
she would listen and obey as best she could.
Julie immediately opened her legs, with her knees as far apart as she could
spread them and touched her nose to the floor as instructed, while her ass was
thrust up into the air for his inspection. She prepared herself, for what she
thought would be more lashes and closed her eyes tightly, but still listened for
any other orders from him.
Resting the cane on the summit of Julie's upraised ass, William passed it over
the marked flesh presented to him and caressed it slowly down to the crease
where bottom meets thighs. He wished to explore how submissive she was when
ordered to carry out actions of a more intimate nature.
William leaned down and took a firm grip of her shoulder length hair and forced
her around to face him still on her knees, keeping the switch before her eyes.
He pulled her face towards his crotch where his cock stood erect beneath the
brief shorts that he was wearing.
"Let's see if your anymore proficient at providing sexual pleasure for your
Master, than you are obeying simple orders to display your assets to your
betters. Be aware that any failures this time will make what you have suffered
so far seem mild by comparison. Now, remove my shorts."
Julie listened to his orders, and her hands immediately went to the waistband of
the shorts and eased them down William's still developing thighs. Her eyes took
in the eight-inch length of engorged flesh that was revealed, as it stood out
horizontal from William's hairy groin. Realising that to procrastinate would
only bring extra pain; she licked her lips once, and then placing her fingers
gently around the base of the shaft, she wrapped her lips around the head of his
cock, sucking gently on it. She started to work her way down his shaft in a
steady rhythm, as her mouth sucked on his cock; her tongue caressed the
underside of his shaft eagerly.
Julie had resigned herself to the fact that she would be forced to please
William, whether she wanted to or not. However, she had, in the past, enjoyed
giving this kind of pleasure to her previous boyfriends and was quite proficient
at the task. She kept her movements steady, but not slow nor quick either. Soon,
she had the full length of him inside of her hot mouth, and she moaned softly
for a moment, and looked up at him to see his reaction to her doings.
As William felt Julie's soft lips take his cock into her mouth, he enjoyed the
caress of her tongue and he felt her accommodate his length and girth within the
confines of her mouth. The steady movements of her sucking caused him to harden
further and he was pleasurably surprised at her expertise.
~Was this the same slave who did not know how to display herself? ~
The youth felt his hips begin a back and forward movement as he sought to bury
more of his lengthening cock between Julie's sucking lips. This pleasant
interlude went on for some minutes and William could feel the build up of heat
in his testes as the stimulation continued.
Reaching down, he gripped Julie's breasts and began to maul them in his hard
hands, pinching the nipples between his fingers as his enjoyment of her efforts
increased and his wish to control his release became uppermost in his mind.
"Yes, the woman has a good mouth, Dad" he commented nonchantly to Greg, as if he
was talking about the performance of a car. "But she has yet to show how good
she is with her cunt!"
Julie moaned softly again hearing William's words. She could tell that she was
pleasing him, but to be referred to in such a manner re-enforced her feeling of
defeat. She continued with her steady rhythm, as she felt his hands reach for
her swollen breasts. Her own hands reached up to gently hold at his hips, so she
could ensure that she kept her breasts well presented.
Julie sped up just a tiny bit in her movements on his hard member, wanting to
receive his ultimate release in her hot eager mouth. She closed her eyes for a
moment, enjoying what she was doing by remembering previous episodes of oral
sex, then opened them again to look up at William as her right hand moved around
to his balls to caress them.
William felt his shaft continue to be sucked by Julie's mouth and he was pleased
to feel her hand on his balls, as she caressed them. He felt the build up of
tension in his erect member as he pushed it further between Julie's lips, until
he could feel her hot breath against his stomach.
~Should he let go deep into her throat, or should he reserve his spend for the
confines of her pussy? Decision time rapidly approached, as he felt himself
nearing the point of no return. ~
Julie was relieved to feel William's cock pulsing within her warm wet mouth. She
was pleasing him, and that was good, but all she wanted now was to taste the
milky white liquid that would shoot from his member soon so that her ordeal
could draw to an end. She started to suck on him harder, working her mouth back
and forth on his shaft as her hand continued to caress and gently rake at his
balls.
Easing his stiff shaft from Julie's mouth, which seemed to be sucking harder as
if to retain it within the moist confines of her mouth, William pulled back and
his erect cock pointed towards Julie's face like an accusing finger. He allowed
himself a moment to recover the control that he had nearly lost, and looked down
at Julie's naked body, his eyes expressing a sadistic pleasure as he took in the
smooth white flesh.
"Get back down with that pretty arse in the air, girl." William ordered.
"Let's see if you are able to satisfy your Master by using your sweet cunt as
efficiently as you have used your mouth."
Julie looked up at him after he withdrew from her mouth, a bit disappointed, but
she knew what he wanted of her next and she was forced to obey. She quickly got
on her hands and knees, parting her legs as wide as she could and thrusting her
ass up to him as he ordered.
Taking a cushion from a nearby bench, William dropped it behind Julie's upturned
buttocks and knelt behind her. With a grunt of satisfaction thrust his cock to
the depths of Julie's warm moist sex. Easing his staff from between the soft and
yielding lips of her offered cunt, he thrust again, his balls swinging as his
belly battered her up- thrust arse cheeks.
Julie moaned loudly as he slammed into her. She had thought for a moment that
she would be dry, but the episode of sucking his cock had obviously caused her
to lubricate the inside of her cunt with her fluids and after the first few
strokes, it felt rather good to her
On the next withdrawal, he could not resist the temptation and his hard hand
came down upon the lily-white buttocks and a red imprint quickly decorated the
surface.
William thrust in again to the hilt and as he withdrew he felt the suctioning
pull of Julie's cunt muscles. William continued to thrust his hard cock into her
with regular strokes, interspersing them with slaps to the cheeks so well
presented to him.
She pushed herself back onto his cock again and again, and gasped every time his
hand came down onto her ass.
"Do you like a hard fucking slave?" he questioned. Well take it!!! Take it
all!!!" cried William, as he shot his load of jism with a wild roar.
Julie cried out at the moment of his climax, as her own orgasm shot through her
and her body shuddered with the force of it. She yelped, then moaned loudly
again as she felt him empty his seed deep in her.
William slumped down on to the kneeling slave's back, he had felt Julie's body
shudder with her own climax and heard her yelp and loud moan. His hands came up
to strongly grip her hanging breasts and he could not resist the temptation to
pinch Julie's erect nipples between his thumb and fore-finger, which he did
several times.
As he recovered and felt his wilting shaft ease its way out into the cool air
from between Julia's clinging labia, William felt exhilarated that he had
displayed such maturity and control in front of his father, whilst Greg looked
on with a certain degree of awe and pride at his son's ability. The fact that
he had watched him bring a new slave, unaccustomed to the ways of Brookdale, to
a sexual climax was certainly a mark that the boy had what it took to control
women.
However, before Greg could comment, William stood up and kicked the still
up-thrust bottom of Julie hard with his foot. "Who said that you were allowed to
climax, bitch?" William questioned Julia. "No slave is permitted pleasure
unless specifically instructed."
Greg laughed to hear his son addressing the naked figure of Julia in such a
manner. "She will be well punished for that indiscretion before the day is out,
I warrant son."
"Yes, Dad." William replied. "By the time I have finished with her, she will
pay for that pleasure in pain and agony."
On hearing William's words, Julia cringed as she lay on the cold floor of the
basement, feeling William's cum oozing from between cunt lips and trickling
slowly down her inner thighs, to dry in a sticky puddle on her skin.
~Why oh why did she agree to serve the Community Order sentence? Why was God
punishing her so?? But punish her he was, by making her suffer so much pain and
terror. What more agony awaited her for having a woman's pleasure? ~
