Becky's Slave

Becky's Slave

Chapter 7

Mistress Hilda made me clean the entire apartment again after she punished me. I was used to cleaning house, and I felt that I was good at it. Becky had inspected my work and told me I did good job most of the time, but Mistress Hilda was much more demanding. An hour went by, and she called my name. "Denny, get me another cup of tea, and hurry up!" I hurried into the kitchen and started water to boil. Then I ran into Miss Hilda's study to get her cup. "I will have it ready in just a moment." She ignored me.

A few minutes later, I brought her the cup of tea and sat it next to her computer. "I hope this is ok ma'am." Without looking at me, she brought the cup up to her lips to taste it. I could tell by her expression that she was not pleased. "Its not hot enough! Get in there and warm it up!" I took the cup quickly. "Yes ma'am." I put it in the microwave to warm it up. Then I hurried back and placed it by her computer. Without looking at me again, she brought the cup to her lips, then backed away quickly. "Now it's too hot!" She ran her tongue over her lips. "You burned me! This is too hot!" She turned in her chair and looked at me harshly. "Pull your panties down. Pull them down now and take them off!" I quickly complied and stood before her. "Now spread your legs! Wider!" I spread my legs as wide as I could, wondering what she was going to do. I was getting scared.

"You dumb ass! You burned my lips! Now I am going to burn you." She placed the steamy cup between my legs and gradually raised it. I could feel the warmth on my dangling cock. I looked down in fear as the heat began to envelope my cock and balls. "I am sorry Miss Hilda. Please forgive me!" Suddenly the hot liquid touched the head of my cock. The hot burning sensation caused me to jump back. "Don't you dare move! You fucked up, and you will be punished." I held myself rigid as she brought the cup up again to my cock. I closed my eyes and held my breath. The hot liquid burned the end of my cock. I could barely stand it. She brought the cup upward and the tea soon touched my balls. I jumped again and caused some of the tea to spill on her hand. "Now look what you have done." Hilda put the cup down and wiped her hands. Then without warning, she slapped my cock hard. I jumped back. "I told you not to move." I quickly got back into place, and she smacked my cock again. "You dumb ass. The next time I send you for something, you had better get it right." She grabbed my cock with her left hand to inspect it. Then she abruptly smacked my balls. I could feel a sickness in my stomach as I moved backwards. She pulled me by the cock, then smacked my balls again. This time it hurt so bad I bent forward and put my hands in front of me. "Turn around and hold you hands up!" I turned and held up my hands while she smacked my ass cheeks several times. It felt like they were on fire when she stopped. Finally, she sent me to the kitchen again to fix her another tea. This time I tasted it to make sure it was not too hot. When I returned, Hilda sipped the tea without any comment. I waited until she dismissed me.

Since I had left my panties in the study, I had to continue working just in my stockings and garter belt. Within a short while, the stinging sensation was gone, and I could feel a soft glow in my ass. My cock and balls were still a little sore, but it strangely excited me. I thought about what she had done and realized that all during the punishment, I did not even think about trying to leave. It did not even occur to me. Becky had not been very big on punishing me physically. I guess I knew deep down inside that I needed that, and the thought of Miss Hilda punishing me was heavy on my mind. Becky really enjoyed humiliating me, and she loved to see me go long periods without cuming, but she had not really hurt me. I knew that Hilda was going to hurt me. I suddenly became excited thinking about the control Hilda already had over me. Would she do this again? Exposed like this in Hilda's apartment added to my level of excitement. My cock began to swell as I imagined the scent of her pussy.

"Denny, get in here!" Her voice startled me and I ran quickly into the study, and stood before her. She turned to look at me. "What is this?" She reached out and touched my cock with her hand. "What is this I said?" I was afraid to answer. "Have you been playing with yourself?" I quickly answered no ma'am. "Then what is this? Why are you getting hard?" Her warm hands only excited me more. I was scared, yet stimulated in a way that I had never been before. Hilda let loose of my cock, and it stuck straight out, not fully erect, but about half way. She raised her hand and slapped it lightly. It stung, but not in a bad way. "You are not.." She slapped it again. "to get hard…" She slapped it again. "without my…" Smack! "permission…" She continued to smack it from side to side , alternating between smacks with conversation. The intensity of the blows increased each time, but my cock continued to grow. Soon I was fully erect.

She was purposely making me erect so she could punish me for it. "I am giving you an order and you are openly defying me. Spread you legs!" I got a sick feeling. The last time I had spread my legs, she had slapped my balls. I just knew she going to do it again. With my cock standing straight up, my balls were an easy target. She quickly swung her open hand up between my legs and slapped my balls hard. I bent foreward and almost fell into her. "Get back into position! Put your hands behind your back!" No sooner than I complied, she did it again. Her open hand seared my balls. My stomach ached from the blow. I instinctively brought my hands in front of my body to protect myself. "Don't you ever do that again while I am punishing you! Now put your hands behind your back and leave them there until I am finished. Do you understand me?" I managed to nod my head up and down as I put my hands back behind me. Hilda turned and opened her desk drawer, and I became filled with fear. Her drawer was full of different punishment devices. Just at a glance, I could see leather straps, paddles, and small whips. There were several wooden paddles also. Hilda pulled out a wooden paddle about 2 inches wide. It had a number of holes in the end, and a leather handle. My heart began to pound. She leaned back in her chair and began smacking the paddle in her palm.

She just starred at me, smacking her palm. I looked at the paddle, thinking about what it would feel like. I knew it was going to hurt badly, but deep down inside, I wanted Hilda to punish me. I was becoming drawn to this woman. I wanted to please her. I remembered what Becky had told me. 'You are in need of discipline.' She leaned forward and waved the paddle, only inches from my limp cock. "This has only been a sample of what you will get if you disobey me. Do you understand Denny?" I looked down at the paddle as she used it to nudge my cock and balls. "Yes ma'am. I…I understand. I will…I will try to obey you ma'am." She began lightly smacking my balls with the paddle. I could tell that it would not take much effort with this paddle to set my balls on fire. "Try? I suggest you do more than try Denny." She increased the intensity of the smacks and my balls began to sting. "Denny, I have been told that this is the most dreaded of all my paddles. It burns!" She looked up at my face, then leaned back again. "I suggest you go back and finish your work, and double check to make sure it is done right." She looked at her watch. "I will inspect again in 1 hour. It better look good."

I hurried out of the room and went over all of the things she had found unsatisfactory. I kept watching the clock to make sure I would be finished on time. At the last minute, I remembered the bathroom. Hilda had found a watermark on the toilet seat. I rushed in to clean it off. As I stood up to take a final look, I heard Miss Hilda coming down the hall. "I have to piss." I tried to get out of her way when she came through the door. "No, I didn't tell you to go. Get back here. Get to your knees in front of me." Miss Hilda was standing in front of the toilet with her hands on her hips. "I thought you were trained in proper toilet etiquette?" I knew then that Becky had told her about using me as a toilet. "Yes ma'am." She pointed at the seat. "Then do it!" I moved around her on my hands and knees, and began kissing the toilet seat. "Now raise my dress! Do I have to tell you to do everything?" I moved back in front of her and raised her short housedress. She sat down and spread her legs. "Get down there and worship my feet." I bent down and began kissing and caressing her feet. Within a few moments she released her bladder and I could hear that familiar sound of pee splashing into the commode. I could feel my cock swelling again. The odor of her feet and the faint smell of her piss filled me with excitement.

When she was done, she stood up and spread her feet wide apart. "I detest using toilet paper on my pussy." I quickly raised my head and looked into her hairy bush. Her feminine scent was strong. It was like an aphrodisiac. I could feel my cock rising again. I put my hand on it to push it down, but it was no use. I bent forward and stuck out my tongue. I could see the tiny droplets of piss clinging to her hair. I pushed my mouth against her and licked between the folds of her pussy. My taste buds were filled with her salty taste. She used her hands to spread her pussy. "Get it all. I don't want any piss left between my pussy lips." I continued to lick between the folds until she turned around. "Spread my ass cheeks and make sure there is not piss on my ass hole. I want it cleaned real good." As I spread her cheeks the odor from her ass filled my nostrils. It was strong, yet not offensive. I have always been excited by the smell of a woman's ass, even when she is not freshly showered. The strong musky odor is stimulating. Miss Hilda's was a pleasure to worship. I used my tongue to lick the residue from her ass. My cock was fully erect and I could not hide my excitement.

As Miss Hilda turned around, she dropped her dress over my head and stood for a moment. She knew she was driving me crazy. I inhaled deeply as the scent from her pussy wondered through my head. Finally she moved away, and turned to look at me. "You have no control do you? Stand up!" She looked down at my rigid cock. A small droplet of precum had formed on my piss slit. She used her finger to remove it, and pushed it between my lips. I sucked it off. "You will pay for that later, but now we will inspect your work."

Hilda walked through the apartment checking everything. All the while, she carried the paddle, smacking her palm, pointing at what she called demerits. My cock continued to deceive me as I followed behind her. Her well-shaped ass was a constant stimulus. She berated my work and cursed me. She made me wrote on a pad everything she found wrong. As we finished and returned to the study, I knew that I was in for more punishment. "It is obvious to me that you will need a great deal of training." She picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hello, Becky? Yes, its Hilda….Oh yes, I am doing fine. And you?" I could barely hear Becky's voice on the other end. "Oh well, that's a different story. He is going to need extensive training." They talked for several minutes. I could tell that Hilda was less than pleased with me, and it sounded like Becky was agreeing with everything she said. "It will take several days, probably till the end of the week, Friday or so. No, he won't need anything. If I have to take him out, I have some old dresses he can wear." She looked at me coldly. "Have you ever thought about starting him on hormones?" My heart began to race. Hormones? What is she talking about? "Yes, hormones will help her, I mean him, be a little more attentive. It will mellow her out. I mean him. Forgive me, but I think you should…. Oh, ok, well we can wait a while on that. I will send him home probably on Friday. By the way, how are things going with John?" John? She knows about John. "All the girls say he is hung like stud. He is a real man. Not like…" She turned and looked at me. 'I don't blame you. Well, have fun. I am sure you will. Goodbye."

Hilda pointed at the exam chair. "Get on there!" I reluctantly climbed into the chair, my heart thumping. I knew I was in for it. "Without a word she tied me securely into the chair, with my cock and balls fully exposed. My legs were tied as well, up and out. My ass hole was fully exposed. "I am growing very tired of your performance today. I thought you would have done better than this. Most of my clients are further along than you when they come to me."

Hilda used a crop to point at my asshole. "This is your pussy. Anytime you refer to it it, you will call it your pussy. Do you understand?" I nodded approval as she pointed to my balls and used the crop to smack my cock. This is your clit, and these (smacking my balls) are my little play things." She turned again to the drawer and pulled out several devices. I recognized one as a butt plug, but it had metal leads on it. The other was a long slender tube. I suddenly realized what they were. I had seen them on the internet. She had a tens unit.

She put the butt plug to my lips. "Open wide Denny. Make sure you get it real wet." I tried to get as much saliva on it as I could. Becky had fucked me a few times with a dildo, but not with anything this big. I flinched in pain as she rammed it into my asshole…my pussy. It took a few moments for the pain to subside. Next was the tube. I had never had anything put in my dick. She pushed it through my lips to get it wet, then abruptly pulled it out and inserted the end in my piss hole. It hurt at first, but soon slid in. I felt a sudden surge of pain when the tube found the end of my bladder. I watched as she pulled the electrical unit out and turned it on. She hooked up the electrodes, and looked at the meter as she slowly tuned the dial. Within a few moments I could feel the electrical shocks running through my…my pussy and my clit. She was training me well. I was even beginning to think that they were my pussy and my clit.

"You are feeling a mild dose Denny." She went to her desk and picked up the list I had made, and began reading the demerits, one at a time. Each time she would read one, she would turn the dial up a notch, and the shock would become more intense. By the fourth demerit, I was pleading with her to stop. "Stop? No No No! We are not stopping Denny. We are only beginning. This list contains 15 demerits." She read another, then another, then two more, turning the knob each time. I was thrashing about. I knew I could not take much more. I had never felt such pain. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!

AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Finally Miss Hilda tuned the dial down. "You miserable pussy." She abruptly removed the butt plug and the tube. I could still feel the vibrations in my cock, I mean my clit. It took several moments for me to regain my composure.

"Denny, we have 7 more demerits." She turned to the drawer again and brought out a long strap. It appeared to be 3 inches wide and about 2 foot long. "Yes, this is perfect. I am sure you will like this on you clit." My eyes grew wide with fear. My clit was already sore from the trashing she had given me earlier. "Please ma'am. Please don't. Please do something else." Hilda walked around in front of the chair and stood between my legs. "Don't call me ma'am! I am not your mother! I am your Mistress! I am tired of your disrespect, and I am adding one more demerit." She raised her hand above her head and brought the strap down on my cock and balls. "Ahhhhhh! Ahhhhhh!" Again she did it and again I screamed in pain. By the forth stroke, I felt like my balls were on fire. "Please ma…Please Mistress, please stop. I can't stand it." Mistress Hilda applied one more blow to my clit, and I screamed in pain.

"Three more Denny. Three more. Then we are done." She walked back to the wall and got a long cane that was hanging on the wall. Oh my God, I thought. Not that. "Denny your ass has no markings. I will be the first to mark you." She whipped it through the air and it made the sound of a whip. She did it harder, studying my face as I watched in fear. "Please Mistress. Please have mercy. I will do anything you ask." She whished it through the air again and laughed. "Denny. Denny. Denny. When are you going to learn? I enjoy hearing you beg, but you should know by now that begging will not stop me." After several more swishes through the air, she landed the first cutting blow. I screamed in pain, as it felt like she was cutting me in two. She did a few more through the air, scaring me each time. Then the second one came. I thought I would die. The pain shot through me like a bolt of electricity and I screamed in agony. I felt like my ass was on fire. She bent forward to look closely at my ass. "Very good. I like these. I hope Becky does too." She swished it through the air several more times. "One more." The pain shot through me a third time. I tried to scream and could not. I opened my mouth but nothing came out. I could not breath or say a word. It took several minutes to regain my composure, but the pain was still there.

Mistress Hilda left the room and came back a few minutes later with a camera. She took several shots of me, and one close-up of my ass. "These will be a reminder to you." I can't remember how long she kept me bound to the chair. She came in once and put an antiseptic on my ass, and it stung so bad I screamed. She ignored me and went on about her business.

"I am getting hungry. With all this activity I have worked up an appetite." As Mistress Hilda unbound me she gave me orders for the rest of the day, which included fixing dinner, and making her a bath later on. "Your training will begin early in the morning, so I suggest you follow your orders to the T this evening if you expect to get any sleep."

The rest of the day went much better. She appeared to like the dinner I served her. "You can fix my bath now. There are instructions on the counter." She looked at me harshly. "I expect my bath water to be at the desired temperature." By now, my ass had stopped throbbing, but it was still sore, and I knew that I would not be sitting comfortably for a few days. I followed Mistress Hilda to her bedroom to start her bath.

"Hurry and get it started. I have something for you to do." I quickly started her bath and returned to the bedroom, not wanting to make her angry again. "Help me out of my dress." For the first time in several hours I felt a surge of excitement. I would get to see her naked. I walked behind her and pulled the dress up over her head. I could not help but notice her full firm breasts. They were beautiful for a woman her age. "Get to your knees fool. You should always be on your knees when I am naked. Get my bath ready, and then come to me." My cock began to swell as I fantasized about what she would make me do. I adjusted the water so it would be the proper temperature and crawled on my hands and knees to the bedroom. I kept my eyes low, so as not to make her angry. I could see her feet dangling from the side of the bed.

"I want my toes cleaned." I took each foot into my hands and gently sucked on each of her toes. The acrid taste excited me. I could tell she had not bathed all day. I licked between them as well. After Mistress Hilda was satisfied with that, she rolled over on her stomach and pointed to her ass cheeks. "Worship my ass!" I crawled up in the bed to comply. It made me feel special, and my cock immediately began to swell. It had been several days since I had been allowed to cum. I was not sure how she wanted me to proceed, so I began gently kissing her as cheeks. She began to moan slightly and spread her legs. Her musty scent filled my nostrils. I kissed lower between her legs and nuzzled my nose between her ass cheeks. Her intoxicating aroma became stronger. My cock sprang to attention. She tuned her head to the side. "Lick it. Lick my ass hole." I quickly spread her asscheeks and ran my tongue along her ass hole. Her musty taste excited me even more. I kissed and licked her ass hole for several minutes. I even tried to insert my tongue in her hole. I licked it until she was satisfied.

Soon she got up and sat in the middle of the bed. I was in awe of her beautiful body, and I was completely under her spell. "Lay down on your back. I quickly laid down with my head near her curled up legs. She got up on all fours and straddled my head. "Eat my pussy and make me cum." Then she lowered herself onto my mouth and rested her asshole on my nose. I could barely breath, but I went to work immediately with my tongue. Her juices were flowing into my mouth so fast I could barely swallow them all. She tasted wonderfully exciting. I have always loved the taste of an unclean pussy, matted with dried piss and girl cum. She knew how excited I was, and she would occasionally tease my cock. I could feel it throbbing as she squeezed it in her hands. "You pathetic slut. Look at how hard you clit is. But, this is all you are good for, licking pussy and ass hole." For the next half an hour she rode my face until she burst into orgasm. She ran her fingernails into my chest as she spayed her cum down my throat. Finally she got up and walked into the bathroom. "Get your ass in her. Your bath training will begin."

Mistress Hilda taught me how to properly give her a bath and pat her dry. By the time we were done, it was late and she told me to clean the bathroom. After that, she taught me how to get her ready for bed. "By the end of the week you will be able to tend to all of my needs. I expect you to get up 1 hour before I do each morning and fix my breakfast. There is a schedule in the kitchen that will tell you exactly what to fix." Mistress Hilda showed me where I would sleep on the floor beside of her bed. "Before you lie down I want you to go into my closet and get a pair of my dirty panties from my panty hamper, the dirtiest you can find." I quickly ran to the closet and rummaged through the hamper. I found what I think she was referring to. It was a pair of pink panties heavily stained. She must have worn them for a couple of days. I returned immediately and presented them to her. "Put them over your face. You will sleep with your nose in the crotch piece. Put them on now." I felt humiliated as I put her panties over my face. But as soon as my nose touched the crotch, her scent filled my nostrils. My cock began to swell again. "You will lay in the floor all night with the panties over your face, and you will not play with yourself. Is that clear?" I looked at Mistress Hilda though the leg holes of the panties and nodded. "Don't you dare defy me Denny, or I will punish you severely." She read for a while and then turned off the light as if I was not there. It took me a long time to fall asleep. I wanted to masturbate so badly, and the panties kept me in a constant state of sexual need.

I awoke suddenly the next morning as the alarm on here night stand went off. It buzzed for only a few moments, and then went off. II quickly rose up and crept out of the room. Suddenly Mistress Hilda's voice rang out. "Leave those panties on your head boy!" I had already started to pull them off. The tone of her voice scared me and I immediately pulled them back in place. Her scent was still noticeable as I took a deep breath and closed the bedroom door behind me. Within a few moments my cock was no longer dangling between my legs. The soft feel of the satin on my face and the faint scent of Miss Hilda's pussy was exciting me. I struggled not to touch my cock. I wanted to cum so badly.

I followed the instruction Miss Hilda had left, and prepared her a nice breakfast. At the proper time I crept into the bed room and gently woke Miss Hilda. "Mistress, you breakfast is ready." I sank to my knees beside of the bed as Mistress raised up and pulled the covers to the side, sitting with her legs hanging over the side of the bed. Her legs were spread wide, and I could see her beautiful clit peaking out of her hairy bush. "I have to piss." She pushed herself forward until her feet were on the floor, and she spread her legs again. "Get you face down here, and don't let a drop go to waste." I pulled on my face to one side and bent down to cover her pussy with my mouth. She quickly let go of her bladder, and a thick load of morning piss sprayed into my mouth. It was very strong and salty. My nostrils were permeated with the taste of her piss. I swallowed hard trying to get every drop. Not because I savored it by any means, but because I was fearful of what she would do if I let it fall to the floor. When she finally let the last stream go down my throat, I licked her dry.

"Get my hair brush and brush my hair." I ran to the dresser and found her brush. I sat on the edge of the bed, and she turned as I gently brushed her hair. Becky made me do this several times a week, so I was good at it. The taste of her piss was still very strong in my mouth. But as I brushed her hair and looked over her shoulders, the site of her almost perfect breasts excited me very much. My cock was sticking straight up, and I had to catch the precum twice while I brushed her hair. "My robe, get my robe!" I got up and quickly returned with her robe, holding it open so she could get in it. She did so without looking at me. She simply walked out of the room and into the kitchen as if I was not there. She had a way of ignoring me that excited me ever more. I was becoming obsessed with pleasing her.

To be continued in Chapter 8