Invite for Discipline
by Fire-Bird.
Chapter 07 "No-Tell Motel."
Sunny spread out the contents of the package on the bed. Inside were a
variety of whips, straps, dildos, pegs, tape, a blindfold, two hand-cuffs,
two lengths of rope, safety pins, candles, and matches. Sunny shook as she
stripped down to the nude and read the instructions.
She was ordered to tie the rope to either feet of the bed and tie the
rope to her ankles. She was to put the blind-fold on and a ball gag in her
mouth. Then she was to handcuff her wrists to the head-board posts. The
ropes and blindfold were easy, but it took a bit of thinking with the cuffs.
She did her right hand first and locked the cuff on the bed-post. She close
the cuff around her left hand and had to slip the loose end over the
other post. This was not easy considering she had to do it blindfolded.
She knew once she got it over the top there was no way she could get it off
all by herself. After a bit of stretching and twisting she finally made it.
She wondered how she would look when her first John came in. Naked, tied
down with all the wonderful toys to play with. Her heart was racing, her
palms sweaty and she was scared.
Her mind wandered off visualising all of the possibilities. She knew each
of the objects she had scattered around her would be very painful. There
weren't any objects obstructing the bed so anyone could swing the whip at
her from any direction. She hoped she could keep her gag in so she couldn't
scream or yell. Then she thought, even if other people heard me I'd probably
just end up with new customers.
What if her Master only asked her school teachers. All of them men and they'd
just love fucking over my beautiful body. Then they'll all know and I'll
probably end up giving them all blowjobs everyday after school.
Sunny felt so horny. She hated her body for quivering in the cool. Her
nipples were strong and erect. Her cunt juices flowing freely. She felt both
hot and cold. She wanted someone to enter her. Anyone, anything. Her clit
felt like it was on fire.
She resigned herself to the fact she'll be doing it with everyone for the
rest of her life. She was a fuck-slave now, and she would never be paid for
her pain or suffering. She couldn't understand why her rotten cunt was so
hot and horny. It seemed like it was so happy it belongs to everyone else
now, and no longer was hers. All she could do is lie there while her Master
rents her body out to any drunk fucker or sadist. Nothing more than a two
dollar whore who is into S&M. Who doesn't even know who her pimp is.
I hope he doesn't rent me to some drugged out psycho with a knife. Please
please please let it be someone who won't hurt me.
But all she could do now was wait.
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Sunny arrived at school around 11am the following day. She could barely
walk. Her Mum and Dad asked her if she was on drugs. She said no but before
they could touch her she left for school.
Sunny felt totally wrecked, and all she could think about was going back
to the motel later that day. She was beginning to like being an S&M whore.
She checked her emails, and sure enough there was one. It had a lot of
attachments.
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Dear Slave,
Have a look at the highlights from your first night as a whore. Take lots
of naps today because you're back on duty this afternoon.
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Sunny opened the pictures. Renewed feelings of desire and torture ran through
her body. Her body yearned for more treatment like last night. Her pussy was
getting hot and her nipples stood out.
The first attachment was of her on the bed. A man sat beside her who she
didn't recognise. He had jammed a large dildo into her cunt, added some
pegs to her tits and was slapping the insides of her thighs with a table
tennis bat. Her thighs were already quite red as were her breasts.
The second was the same guy. He was crapping in her mouth. Sunny had managed
to block out any memory of this but the proof was in the picture. She hated
the sight of it but couldn't turn her head away. She was eating someone
else's shit.
The third picture she remembered well. She had her wrists tied via the rope
to an overhead beam. There the men took turns punching her breasts, belly
and whipping the back of her legs. She still had the blindfold on. One of
the men during the exercise lifted her legs up so his friend could punch
her in the cunt and groin. Sunny nearly threw up on that one. They then
released her and made her suck their cocks in appreciation for their time.
The forth picture was of her getting a clean out. They took her blindfolded
out into the parking lot and rammed a hose up her ass. They turned on the
cold water and let it gush out of her body. When the hose fell out they
washed her body down with the water and took her back inside. Cold and wet,
they then whipped the hell out of her sensative breasts and cunt.
The fifth and final picture is of her having a threesome. She had a cock
in her mouth, asshole and cunt. She remembered they fucked the crap out of
her. She could barely stand.
Sunny switched off the computer. She couldn't look at the pictures anymore.
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At 4pm sharp Sunny arrived at the Motel. Again she was shaking. She hadn't
been given any instructions so she assumed she just did what she did last
night.
She stripped down naked and tied her legs to the bed posts. She then put
the blindfold on and handcuffed herself to the bed. Again her mind wandered
and created fantasies.
Then she heard the door open. Ah, my first client she thought. The man
walked in, closed the door and sat down.
"Hello Fuck-Slave." he said.
Sunny realised it was her Master. This man single-handedly caused her all
these problems. He blackmailed her, raped and tortured her. He forced her
to have sex with other people. She remembered vividly the smell of his
penis as it entered her mouth at home. This man must hate her so much to
do this to her.
"Close your eyes." said the man.
Sunny did as her Master removed her blindfold. She kept her eyes closed
not wanting to know who it was. She didn't want to ruin her parents good
reputation.
Then after the seconds wore on she could no longer contain herself. She
had to look. She had to see what sort of man could do this to her.
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"Daddy?!!"
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