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Lump in her throat, stupidly happy at this demeaning compliment, and eager, too, not to be slapped again, Chloe finds herself smiling tremulously, and starts jiggling her shoulders, nodding her head, all in the service of making her nipples move entertainingly for this woman who has just hurt those very same nipples with a vicious slapping. And the worst is that Chloe is grateful - grateful to be asked, grateful to see M smile, grateful even when M takes her nipples between hard lacquered nails and tweaks, hard;
"Keep jiggling, pussy, keep jiggling while I hurt you; show me, show me. That's it. Keep it up, wiggle your hips too - offer yourself to me. Lovely!"
Satisfied, M steps back without warning, grinning. Chloe begins to cry again, unsure whether the tears are happy or not, but suffused with an intensity of sweet, searing emotion that burns at her sex so fiercely that she feels breathless, faint.
M watches her, intently, assessing every quirk of body language, noting mentally those which need to be encouraged, those suppressed, those which the girl is to be quickly broken of - for, exquisite as she may be, no girl is perfect, beyond improvement - and this one will be worth the effort.
"Stop now! Enough. What a hot little sweetie you are! I don't think you're going to be able to resist us at all, are you? That's good - very good - we'll push you hard, very hard; you'll see. It will be difficult for you pretty - we'll make it hard; lots of tears. But you'll want it, too, and so you will let us, you'll ask us for it, all the way. I know. D saw it in you, but I know it too."
And again, Chloe is foolishly happy to hear these comments, unsettling as they are, happy to be approved of, basking in M's smile, trembling at the certainty that the way will, indeed, be hard, knowing that she wants it, however hard.
M's smile changes, lightens, and she picks up the bandeau;
"Put this back, pretty, and we'll go to lunch, shall we? D will be here by now. I'll ask her to give you a treat for being so generous with your commitment I think. Actually, I want you to have one from me, too, right now - you've been so entertaining, and so obedient. Let me see how prettily you take it, and let me see how pleased you are to be rewarded, will you?"
- COMMENTS
wildewomanabout 4 years agoDamn! And here I thought Chloe had some fire in her! God dammit! In my head I want nothing more than for her to bitch slap M. It's a really fun, interesting read. It can be frustrating and such a pleasure to read stuff like this that challenges and ignites a conversation in your thoughts. Thank you for posting.
Anonymousabout 4 years agoI read as far as the choosing which outfit to wear. Obviously she chooses to stay with them otherwise it drastically shortens the story. This choice is an entirely different type of submission. Personally I think she would be better off find a Dom or Domme of her own and having a 1:1 D/s relationship.
As it stands she might as well have been painted in blood and thrown in a shark tank. As I didn’t finish the chapter I’ve no idea if she’s going to be a highly paid whore with few or no limits or if she’s going to become a slave instead with no limits. My guess is the slave route after all if there’s money involved the people of initials are going to want that for themselves.
Your story is very well written and very evocative, by referring to the others by only their initials it separates them making them aloof and above the current events. The reason why I opted to leave the story at this point is because I see her becoming a victim, I could be wrong but I don’t think so.
So best of luck with your writing, your talent should be nurtured.
Regards Tess (UK)
