Retribution Ch. 03

I looked up at the man and shook my head. "No" I began trying to back away and ended up falling to the floor due to the heels landing sharply on my hip and more than likely bruising it.

"That is not an option." He growled at me. "You WILL do it or you WILL get beat and do it anyway." He produced the belt from his robe and laid it across my side one time sharply without warning.

I hissed against the pain and tried to squirm away.

"You better stop." He warned darkly. "How much more do you really want?"

"I don't..." I trailed off when he laid the belt against my body four more times not really aiming for any particular spot only concerning himself with making contact.

"You ready to obey; and mind you girl if you continue to say no I'm going to continue to beat you until the only thing you can do is cry like the little bitch you are."

I knew he wasn't joking and knew if I didn't do as told I was going to be beat to death. If they weren't concerned with the consequences of kidnapping someone I highly doubted they would be all that concerned with killing someone either. He did say they covered all bases and obviously I wasn't the first person taken based on the man in front of me.

With the knowledge that there was going to be no escape for me other then death I got up to my knees and moved so I was directly in front of the bound man then looked to my captor.

"Good" he nodded. "now this is one of our newest slaves; by his own choosing;" I could easily hear the laughter in his voice. "we acquired him recently and he is currently learning that he has no say in anything that happens to him. He can't hear, see, or speak only feel and soon he is going to feel your mouth on his dick and if he's smart he will keep his mind on keeping up on his toes."

I looked back at the man and the cone between his legs then back to the man in the robe. "What..."

"That is not your concern." He cut me off. "This is his punishment and if you don't want to be in his position I suggest you start obeying without question. Now you are to give him a proper dick sucking and suck him as deep as you possibly can and learn to shut your gag reflex off. If you become sick and vomit you will clean it up with your tongue so you better learn how to control your base senses."

I turned back to the man and the half hard cock in front of me that too had a cock ring keeping it from going completely flaccid.

I wanted to gag just at the thought of sucking another man's dick and was tempted to fight against doing this but the sting of the leather fresh on my skin kept me from refusing.

"Now get to it." He gave me a slap with the belt not hard enough to hurt but just hard enough to send a message.

I took a deep nerve calming breath before I timidly reached out and wrapped my fingers around him causing him to jerk at the sudden touch and nearly lose his balance.

I really didn't know what to do this wasn't my thing and I had never done something like this before. I tried taking inspiration from my last cock suck and very slowly leaned in and ran my tongue along the man's length causing him to jerk a second time.

How did women do this? Were they just ingrained with the desire to suck a man off or did they struggle with it like I was? Maybe they liked the taste of a man's cum then again that wouldn't explain why some would complain that they didn't like sucking dick.

I stroked my hand up and down a couple of times until he grew hard and was pointing directly at my mouth. I let off a deep sigh then looked over at the man with the whip who was standing there arms crossed and tapping his fingers upon his arm irritably.

He knew I was stalling and I knew I was about to get beat if I didn't do as I was told. So I let off another sigh, turned back to the cock in my hand, closed my eyes, opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around it.

A small bitter taste hit my tongue from the small drop of pre-cum forcing me to pull it out of my mouth and take a deep breath to stop the desire to gag not from the taste but from what I was doing.

"At this rate you'll be taking this class for a long long time." The man said with a deep annoyed sigh.

I paid no mind to the man and focused on the task at hand to avoid being beaten. So with a swallow and another deep breath I once again wrapped my lips around the cock in my hand.

I could feel the small ridge on the head sliding against the top of my mouth as I drew it further in until I could feel it touching the back of my mouth near the gag point. I remained frozen where I was, eyes closed, and breathing deep slow breaths through my nose.

"Have you never had a woman suck you off before?" He growled. "If you don't start sucking that cock properly I swear you're going to fucking regret it." He then grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back. "Now suck it proper." He pushed on my head until the man's dick hit the back of my throat causing me to gag.

He continued to pull and push my head several more times before he let go which caused me to pull back and gasp for breath.

"Now do it proper or I'm going to beat the living shit out of you and I won't stop until you're dead." And for good measure he laid the belt sharply across my back.

I let off a small scream when the piece of leather connected with my flesh. I couldn't help but obey as I timidly leaned back in and began to slowly suck the man off again only doing it the same way it had been done to me.

I worked my tongue along the underside as I slid back and forth pushing in as far as I dared fighting off the urge to gag when the head would hit the back of my throat.

I could taste the bitterness of the small drops of precum that would leak from the tip when it would slide across the flat of my tongue. I let my eyes fall closed and tried with all my might to pretend I wasn't sucking some man's cock but the more I tried to envision something else the more it remained what it was. I was sucking dick and my mind wasn't going to let me forget it.

"Good now you will keep it up until I come for you and just know you are being watched so if you stop you'll regret it." The man bit out before he turned and left the room leaving me and this tortured man alone.

~*~

I don't know how long I had been sucking on the man's throbbing cock but I did know that because of me sucking him off the man had fallen off his toes causing the cone he was sitting on to tear him open.

Between his groans or moans of pain or pleasure or both into his gag I could smell the metallic scent of his blood rolling down the blue cone. I felt really bad knowing that I to some extent was the cause of his pain but what could I do about it? I was just as much a prisoner as he was and did not want to end up in the same position or be beat to a bloody pulp with that leather belt.

I just hoped that this would come to an end soon. The inside of my mouth was beginning to feel numb from the constant rubbing of skin against skin which made me wonder if the man's cock was feeling the same.

"Alright bitch." The man suddenly entered the room. "Time to put your practice into practical application."

I pulled away from the poor man whose dick I was sucking and had to work my sore jaw before I could close my mouth as I stared at the man.

"You are going to suck my dick and if you do a good job you'll get a reward if not you will be punished and I can assure you it will be a lot worse then being beat. Understood?"

I nodded my head obediently and watched as he parted his robe just enough to reveal his long thick hard cock. My eyes must have widened as I stared at it for he just started chuckling at me.

"Crawl your little slut ass over here and get busy." He growled.

Again I obeyed without much thought and crawled over to him and lifted up on my knees so his dick was right at mouth level. With a deep sigh I parted my lips and wrapped them around the thick head only to stop when he grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head away from him.

"Bitch!" He growled and I suddenly realized that this wasn't the same man that left me in here earlier. Their voices were definitely similar but this man's voice was slightly deeper and harder.

"Lick it proper." He gave my hair a hard jerk causing me to hiss against the pain. "You're off to a really bad start."

"Sorry" I whispered then leaned in and swirled my tongue around the head a few times before moving to the little slit and molesting it with the tip of my tongue.

"That a girl." He groaned and gave little tugs to my hair. "You suck me good and maybe I'll let you empty that belly of yours."

That alone made me want to suck this man like he had never been sucked before. I had to empty my guts before I went mad from the misery of it all.

So I thought back to the best blow job I had ever had and began to mimic what the girl had done to me or at least the way it felt anyway.

I continued to molest the thick head with my tongue teasing his slit taunting him with wrapping my lips around him like I was finally going to swallow him whole. Then I would pull back and start the teasing process all over again.

When he let off a deep groan I finally parted my lips and slid my mouth down the length of him pushing him in as far as I could stand to take him before slowly pulling back. Considering how long and thick he was it wasn't very far at all before I hit my gagging point.

I tried really hard to fight off the need to gag in an attempt to get his cock deeper into my mouth but it was a losing battle. I slowly pulled back to stop the sensation and used my tongue to try and make up for my lack of being able to swallow him deeply.

"Well bitch it seems you're learning quickly." He groaned and jerked my head pressing the thick mass of his cock as deep into my mouth as he could get it to go.

Spit dribbled out around the corners of my mouth and down onto my chest as I coughed and choked. I put my hands on his thighs trying to push him away but he continued to hold my head so I couldn't move.

"You puke you die." He growled as he pulled my head back then jerked it forward again pressing himself deeper then before nearly slipping down into to my throat.

I squeezed my eyes closed tight causing the tears to stream down my cheeks as I fought my base urge to up-heave. I was going to do this and do it right so I wouldn't have to do it again.

"That's it bitch suck it and suck it good." He moaned and began pounding into my mouth at a maddening pace while pulling tightly on my hair.

If I wasn't so focused on trying not to puke I would have noticed that how close he was to cumming and would have been prepared for the event. However I wasn't and I suddenly felt myself choking on the largest glob or so it felt of cum ever. It felt like I had one of those giant jawbreakers stuck in the back of my throat and no matter how hard it tried to either swallow or cough it up it wasn't going anywhere.

Of course it was all in my head and the large object wasn't cum but the spewing thick head of his cock pressed as deep as he could get it to go.

"That'a girl eat your lunch." He purred and thrust a few more times trying to get every little drop out.

And I did every last drop but it wasn't like I had a choice. He was buried so far back in my mouth that I could do nothing but swallow everything he had to give.

I fell to my hands coughing and choking when he finally pulled out and let me go.

"Keep it down bitch." He warned.

I took long slow deep breaths trying to ease the churning of my stomach from the battle of trying not to puke. Even though my stomach seemed to think it was due and kept trying to heave but I fought it until it settled.

He closed his robe back around him and grabbed the leash around my neck. "Come bitch time for your next lesson." He gave a sharp tug on the leash forcing me to stumble along behind him as I got to my feet. 'Stupid heels!' I growled to myself and once again wondered how women managed in the damn things.

I didn't know what my next lesson was but I was hoping it wouldn't include more dick sucking and would include emptying my water. So when we entered the bathroom and he led me to the toilet I wanted to kiss him but suppressed the urge with a disgusted growl at myself.

I reached behind me and with a flinch removed the tail from my ass and quickly sat down when my body began to instantly push the water out. I couldn't help but smile in relief as the pressure within subsided instantly.

Once I was flushed out and cleaned up I was led to another room that was a giant closet with a vanity against one wall and a giant mirror above it. I wasn't stupid by any means and knew the mirror was two way so these people could watch me.

"Now you are going to learn to dress like a proper lady."

The man led me to the wall of clothes which had a large dresser of eight drawers that were labeled with their contents on one side and five racks of shoes on the other.

"The drawers contain all your under garments; underwear, nylons, bras, and so forth. How this will work so you can learn is an image will appear on the mirror" he pointed at the mirror. "you will then get the exact same articles of clothing out and put them on just as you see them on the model. You will be given instructions on how to put certain items on properly." He unhooked the leash from my collar and made to leave. "Oh and your instructions will only be given once so you better learn quick or suffer when you fail the test." He then left the room and locked the door behind him.

"What is your name?" A computerized voice questioned over the loud speaker in the ceiling.

"Mii... Trixi." I answered.

"That's one." I knew that voice that was the first man that had beaten me.

"Trixi" I answered raising my voice and speaking softly trying to sound as girly as possible.

"You're learning." He mocked over the speaker. "Now lets see how well it has stuck. What is your favorite color?"

I stared at the mirror knowing full well he was behind it watching me. "Pink... Purple!" I quickly changed.

"That's three. One for a wrong answer and one for not speaking like a bitch. Let's try again."

I wanted to tell the man to fuck off but knew that would just bring me another beating so I kept my mouth shut and focused.

"You'll get this one wrong." He snorted over the speaker. "What is you favorite animal?"

I knew this I know I knew this. I stared hard at the mirror hoping the answer would magically appear before me. "Cats?" I questioned in my man voice and could have kicked myself in the ass.

"Are you asking or telling?" He growled.

"Kittens." I changed my answer and made sure to use a girly voice.

"Nice try that's five. Alright one more then you will begin your lessons in dressing proper."

I gave a small nod of my head and began running through this fake biography I unknowingly created for myself so I would make sure to get the question right.

"What is your profession?"

"An exhib... no an escort." I answered with a nod in a soft girly voice.

"One right impressive." He snorted. "Alright now we will begin your lessons in dressing. We will start with the basics and work up to the more complicated articles of clothing. Match the model." He ordered then an image appeared on the mirror of a woman in a black thong and a lacy black bra.

I turned to the dresser and opened the drawer labeled underwear and pulled out a black thong that looked similar to the one the girl was wearing double checking to make sure it was the same. I closed the drawer and opened the one labeled bras. With another glance at the model I grabbed the black lacy bra that seemed to be the closest since there were four black lacy bras and they all looked the same to me.

I slipped the underwear on and had to tuck and adjust myself to fit into them properly and was tempted to remove the cock ring but smartly decided against it.

The bra on the other hand was a little more difficult to manage. Sure I knew how to get them off easy enough but putting one on my own body was a different story all together.

"Have you never seen a woman put one on?" He questioned in irritation.

"No" I answered with a small shake of my head with the bra clasped around my thighs. What was wrong with clasping it, stepping into it, and sliding it up my body?

"That's six for not speaking proper. Now take it off and watch the instructions." He ordered.

I slipped it back down my legs and watched the short instructional video of how to put a bra on play on the mirror.

'How in the hell did women manage?' I growled to myself as I struggled to get the bra clasped behind my back. Though before long and with a lot of fiddling I finally managed to get the tiny hooks hooked and stood in front of the mirror.

I looked completely ridiculous with the big cups of the bra sticking out from my chest with nothing to fill them. So I tried to press them against the flat of my chest only to have them pop back into place.

"Do not worry about that." The man said over the speaker. "You will acquire the breasts needed in time."

My eyes widened at the reflection of myself and I shook my head at the man behind the mirror.

"You have no say on the matter. We own you and as such you will do and be as we make you. Now we will continue with your lessons."

I wanted to dispute it but the image of a leather belt passed my mind's eye and I kept my mouth shut.

"Now match the model." He ordered and the image of the model in the black bra and thong appeared followed by an overlay of a short black mini skirt with a black mesh halter top and the black spiked platform heels.

It was a total slut outfit and with me dressed in it with the empty bra made me look nothing like a girl but a man dressing in women's clothing and not knowing what I was doing. My ass cheeks hung out in the back and I could see the bulge of my cock just under the skirt in the front.

"Very good; now strip, do it like you're trying to seduce a man, and take the shoes off last. Be sensual."

I just stared at the mirror image of myself not exactly sure what I was supposed to do. Stripping down was easy but how did one do it in a sensual manner? "Um..." I started in my manly voice but quickly caught myself. "Excuse me but..."

"What?" He bit out irritably.

"Do you have an example?" I questioned the mirror making sure to use my girly voice.

"No I do not have an example!" He growled. "For someone that was a womanizer in his past life you certainly don't know shit about them."

I scowled at the description he made of me. Yea I was a womanizer but so what? Cunts were made for fucking and nothing more only REAL women were worth marrying and settling down with and those were few and far between. For that matter I never met one other then my mother and even she was more of a cunt then a woman; or so my father said.

"Don't act like you weren't one we know all about you. Where you were born, raised, who every member of you family was, EVERYTHING. We do our research before we take on new recruits. Now strip, do it sensually by wiggling your hips and gently caressing your flesh as you take your clothes off. And you never bend at the knees always bend at the waist so you can show off that pussy of yours. If I have one more disruption out of you I swear you'll regret it!"

I sighed deeply feeling really sorry for myself and began to slowly take the top off.

"Smile bitch like you're enjoying it. Make me want to come in there and fuck you stupid or I'll come in there and beat you!"

A fake smile plastered itself on my lips as I shimmied out of the top making sure to caress myself as I did so. I then went to work on the skirt slowly undoing the three buttons on the side and began to wiggle as I pushed it down over my thighs. I let it fall down the length of my legs to pool at my feet and stepped out of it.