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The Learning Of A Slave (Passion St. John)


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This is a quite extraordinary tale of Male Domination and slave learning from Passion St. John.

Kelly was young and she had a longing - to learn whether her true destiny was to be a slave - serving her master`s sexual demands.

So far as she was concerned there was only one way to find out - two weeks under the auspices of someone who would use her and teach her everything she would need to know to see if she was really a true slave.

From the moment Kelly knelt on the floor with the blindfold on and the sting of the cane crossed her breasts each time she failed to answer her new master correctly, she was determined the two weeks would turn her dreams into reality.

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The crop danced once on my breasts and I jumped, struggling to hold the position. I could feel the heat of the lash on my skin.
 
"I will repeat it one more time. What are you?"
 
"A human being, Sir?"
 
The crop landed again, harder causing me to jerk back again, "No, you are a slave. Bend down and rest your head on the floor, don`t move your legs."
 
I obeyed, displaying my ass to his crop and with my legs splayed, my pussy was open to him, also. I felt my face turning a bright red. How could he expect me to know the right answer? I felt irritation brewing in me.
 
"What am I, Slave?"
 
"You are my.... Master?" The carpet muffled my voice.
 
"Good, you may not be so stupid after all. Now girl, what is your purpose?"
 
"To serve you, Sir?" I ventured hopefully.
 
"Good enough for now." He fastened cuffs to each of my ankles and then attached a bar between them. I could not have closed my legs now no matter how hard I tried. He added a chain from the collar around my neck to the bar effectively locking me in this position. This panicked me and I began to struggle. He laughed long and deep.
 
"Gods, girl. You are a tasty treat like that. I can taste your fear," the crop lazily caressed my ass and I trembled, feeling my arousal dampening my body, knowing he could see it. "I can smell your arousal. You will be a masterpiece when I am done with you. You will be a slave completely, for it is in you to be so. You dream of chains and cages, of men stronger than you, you dream they will take you down to your deepest fear and use you again and again. All this I will do."
 
With no warning, he thrust himself into my wet pussy, using my body for his pleasure and not mine. I cannot explain the sensation of agony and pleasure. The realization that what he said was true and he was doing it already. He kept thrusting until he came and then pulled out. He left me there, bent, chained, dripping his cum on the floor. I wanted to scream in frustration at my unsatisfied need. I heard the shower going.
 
What was I thinking to get myself into this situation? What would I find at the end of the two weeks? Did I really want to become a sex toy? Was there more to submitting than just being someone`s sex toy? The air was cool on my exposed pussy and my nipples brushed on the carpet, teasing my body with each breath. Part of me hated this, and yet I wanted this. Gods, I had never felt this alive before.
 
I heard him enter and stand near me, watching. I wanted to speak, but the contract had specified I would not speak unless asked to. I wasn`t going to screw up because my mind wouldn`t stop asking questions.
 
I heard him moving, opening a drawer and then the sound of something moving sharply through the air. A whip? The crop he had used before? I tensed against the pain I could only imagine. I had never been whipped or flogged before, other than the small corrections earlier. I feared this part of my submission, yet I was excited to try it. So many books, so many stories, each teasing my mind for this very moment.
 
A knock on the door stopped the practice swishing of his whip. I knew from my entrance earlier that I was in direct line of sight of the door. He wouldn`t answer it; he wouldn`t do that to me. I heard his steps move toward the door and it open. I tried to move, but I was helpless. I bit my lip, struggling to keep back the keening sounds of fear.
 
"Hi Ken, how did it work out?" a deep voice asked. "Oh, there she is, God`s what a lovely ass!"
 
This couldn`t be happening, my mind screamed. This was hard enough with just him; I couldn`t do this with another person in the room. Fear took over me and I struggled frantically to free myself of these bonds. There was nothing I could do.
 
"Silence!" the crop lashed my ass sharply.
 
I had not realized I was saying anything, but I bit my lip and tried to keep the scream of fear that was building in me.
 
"Untrained, but gods, she looks good. I think she will mark well if that was any
example," the other man said with obvious pleasure. "Is she tight?"
 
"Yes," Ken, my Master, replied, "I doubt she had gotten any in a long time. I plan to start anal training as soon as possible. It is one of the things she fears most, so I bet she will be exceptional at it."
 
I tried to lift my head to beg that he not do that to me, but I couldn`t. I whimpered in fear. I thought he had asked my fears so he would not go there. This was not what I had planned.
 
"I could help," the other man offered. "Dierdre is not well, so I have no playmate for the night."
 
"Excellent! I`ll get the oil. Warm her up, Kyle. I was just about to give her twenty when you came over."
 
"No! Please No!" I screamed, struggling again, "This isn`t what I thought... please no! Don`t whip me!"
 
A few moments later a thick gag shaped like a penis was shoved into my mouth further increased my helplessness. It pressed back far into my mouth, almost gagging me.
 
With no warning the second man began to thrash my ass with the crop. Hot licks of pain spread over me. I screamed into the gag, struggling to escape the lash, never succeeding. There was a pause and then their voices came from a distance.
 
"Here."
 
"She marks well. I will have to be careful not to give her too much."
 
Cool oil dripped over my hot skin and then there was pressure against my asshole. I struggled again, but someone`s fingers wrapped into my hair pulling hard to keep me still. He was too big; he wouldn`t fit. Which one was it?
 
"Relax, slave, push and then relax," Kyle`s voice whispered into my ear.
 
I tried to obey, and he pushed in as I relaxed. Too big, oh gods, where was Sarah? Why had she allowed me to do this? Deeper, thicker he entered. I was being torn in half.
 
And then he began to move, slowly at first. The oil kept it from hurting too much, but the sensation was overwhelming. One cock in my mouth and the other in my ass and my body burned from the whipping and from need. Oh god, it hurt, it felt good. What were they doing to me? The agony and pleasure lasted forever. My world narrowed to the two cocks in me, I sucked the gag in time with his thrusts and felt him stiffen and thrust one hard time, filling me.
 
He pulled out with a deep sigh of pleasure. "Gods that was something else. She is going to be something else when you are done with her." He patted my ass like I was faithful dog.
 
I heard them talk some more, share some coffee, leaving me like that, the cool air soothing my body. After some time, he left. I was alone again with my Master. I had cried myself out and felt an odd sense of resignation falling over me. He had let someone else come in and fuck me. This wasn`t what I had thought, but it was real. This was sexual slavery. I had given up my choice when I let him snap the collar around my neck.
 
When he touched me again, I jerked in fear; but he was tender now, whispering softly in my ear as he removed the bonds and gag, lifting me in his arms. He carried me into the bathroom and gently put me in a tub of warm water. He bathed me, speaking soothingly to me like I was a spooked horse. Still, he did not remove the blindfold. I wanted to beg him to remove it, but I knew my pleas would not change his mind.
 
When he was done, he lifted me up again and carried me to another room, laying me on a bed. He rolled me onto my stomach and began to massage my back and shoulders. They ached from having been bound in one position for so long. He rubbed me until I purred in comfort and relaxation.
 
I felt him lie next to me, one arm over my body, "What are you girl?"
 
"Your slave," I whispered softly.
 
"And who am I?"
 
"You are my Master."
 
"And what is your purpose?"
 
"To please you, Master."
 
"To please me in all things," he corrected gently.
 
"To please you in all things, Master."
 
"Do you think you pleased me tonight?"
 
I did not see the verbal trap, "I think so Master."
 
Quickly, he moved my hands to the small of my back and snapped metal handcuffs on me. Unprepared, I did not resist.
 
"You told me `No.` You dared to order me and then think you pleased me?" the anger in his tone rose and I began to tremble.
 
He got up and moved around. There was the swish in the air and the sharp hot pain of leather on my already tender skin. I screamed and rolled over to protect myself, falling to the floor. The leather fell again, on my front now, striking my breasts, burning my nipples, and ripping a louder scream from me. He did nothing to stop my movements, but gave me lash after lash. The leather found my breasts, ass and pussy no matter how I moved or curled. I twisted as much as I could to protect myself.
 
When the whipping stopped and I lay sobbing on the floor, he forced a ball gag into my mouth and pulled me by the collar around my neck. He actually managed to lift me from the ground and toss me into something. I could feel the cold metal under me and around me. It was a small metal cage. I heard the door slam and a lock snick into place.
 
"Sleep well."
 
There was the sound of a shutting door and then nothing. I freaked. I screamed behind the gag and shook and threw myself against the sides, door and roof, not caring how much it hurt. Eventually, I lay exhausted on the floor of the cage, sobbing myself into sleep.


 


Excerpt..

The crop danced once on my breasts and I jumped, struggling to hold the position. I could feel the heat of the lash on my skin.

 

"I will repeat it one more time. What are you?"

 

"A human being, Sir?"

 

The crop landed again, harder causing me to jerk back again, "No, you are a slave. Bend down and rest your head on the floor, don`t move
your legs."

 

I obeyed, displaying my ass to his crop and with my legs splayed, my pussy was open to him, also. I felt my face turning a bright red. How
could he expect me to know the right answer? I felt irritation brewing in me.

 

"What am I, Slave?"

 

"You are my.... Master?" The carpet muffled my voice.

 

"Good, you may not be so stupid after all. Now girl, what is your purpose?"

 

"To serve you, Sir?" I ventured hopefully.

 

"Good enough for now." He fastened cuffs to each of my ankles and then attached a bar between them. I could not have closed my legs now no
matter how hard I tried. He added a chain from the collar around my neck to the bar effectively locking me in this position. This panicked
me and I began to struggle. He laughed long and deep.

 

"Gods, girl. You are a tasty treat like that. I can taste your fear," the crop lazily caressed my ass and I trembled, feeling my arousal
dampening my body, knowing he could see it. "I can smell your arousal. You will be a masterpiece when I am done with you. You will be a
slave completely, for it is in you to be so. You dream of chains and cages, of men stronger than you, you dream they will take you down to
your deepest fear and use you again and again. All this I will do."

 

With no warning, he thrust himself into my wet pussy, using my body for his pleasure and not mine. I cannot explain the sensation of agony
and pleasure. The realization that what he said was true and he was doing it already. He kept thrusting until he came and then pulled out.
He left me there, bent, chained, dripping his cum on the floor. I wanted to scream in frustration at my unsatisfied need. I heard the
shower going.

 

What was I thinking to get myself into this situation? What would I find at the end of the two weeks? Did I really want to become a sex
toy? Was there more to submitting than just being someone`s sex toy? The air was cool on my exposed pussy and my nipples brushed on the
carpet, teasing my body with each breath. Part of me hated this, and yet I wanted this. Gods, I had never felt this alive before.

 

I heard him enter and stand near me, watching. I wanted to speak, but the contract had specified I would not speak unless asked to. I wasn`t
going to screw up because my mind wouldn`t stop asking questions.

 

I heard him moving, opening a drawer and then the sound of something moving sharply through the air. A whip? The crop he had used before? I
tensed against the pain I could only imagine. I had never been whipped or flogged before, other than the small corrections earlier. I feared
this part of my submission, yet I was excited to try it. So many books, so many stories, each teasing my mind for this very moment.

 

A knock on the door stopped the practice swishing of his whip. I knew from my entrance earlier that I was in direct line of sight of the
door. He wouldn`t answer it; he wouldn`t do that to me. I heard his steps move toward the door and it open. I tried to move, but I was
helpless. I bit my lip, struggling to keep back the keening sounds of fear.

 

"Hi Ken, how did it work out?" a deep voice asked. "Oh, there she is, God`s what a lovely ass!"

 

This couldn`t be happening, my mind screamed. This was hard enough with just him; I couldn`t do this with another person in the room. Fear
took over me and I struggled frantically to free myself of these bonds. There was nothing I could do.

 

"Silence!" the crop lashed my ass sharply.

 

I had not realized I was saying anything, but I bit my lip and tried to keep the scream of fear that was building in me.

 

"Untrained, but gods, she looks good. I think she will mark well if that was any

example," the other man said with obvious pleasure. "Is she tight?"

 

"Yes," Ken, my Master, replied, "I doubt she had gotten any in a long time. I plan to start anal training as soon as possible. It is one of
the things she fears most, so I bet she will be exceptional at it."

 

I tried to lift my head to beg that he not do that to me, but I couldn`t. I whimpered in fear. I thought he had asked my fears so he would
not go there. This was not what I had planned.

 

"I could help," the other man offered. "Dierdre is not well, so I have no playmate for the night."

 

"Excellent! I`ll get the oil. Warm her up, Kyle. I was just about to give her twenty when you came over."

 

"No! Please No!" I screamed, struggling again, "This isn`t what I thought... please no! Don`t whip me!"

 

A few moments later a thick gag shaped like a penis was shoved into my mouth further increased my helplessness. It pressed back far into my
mouth, almost gagging me.

 

With no warning the second man began to thrash my ass with the crop. Hot licks of pain spread over me. I screamed into the gag, struggling
to escape the lash, never succeeding. There was a pause and then their voices came from a distance.

 

"Here."

 

"She marks well. I will have to be careful not to give her too much."

 

Cool oil dripped over my hot skin and then there was pressure against my asshole. I struggled again, but someone`s fingers wrapped into my
hair pulling hard to keep me still. He was too big; he wouldn`t fit. Which one was it?

 

"Relax, slave, push and then relax," Kyle`s voice whispered into my ear.

 

I tried to obey, and he pushed in as I relaxed. Too big, oh gods, where was Sarah? Why had she allowed me to do this? Deeper, thicker he
entered. I was being torn in half.

 

And then he began to move, slowly at first. The oil kept it from hurting too much, but the sensation was overwhelming. One cock in my mouth
and the other in my ass and my body burned from the whipping and from need. Oh god, it hurt, it felt good. What were they doing to me? The
agony and pleasure lasted forever. My world narrowed to the two cocks in me, I sucked the gag in time with his thrusts and felt him stiffen
and thrust one hard time, filling me.

 

He pulled out with a deep sigh of pleasure. "Gods that was something else. She is going to be something else when you are done with her." He
patted my ass like I was faithful dog.

 

I heard them talk some more, share some coffee, leaving me like that, the cool air soothing my body. After some time, he left. I was alone
again with my Master. I had cried myself out and felt an odd sense of resignation falling over me. He had let someone else come in and
fuck me. This wasn`t what I had thought, but it was real. This was sexual slavery. I had given up my choice when I let him snap the
collar around my neck.

 

When he touched me again, I jerked in fear; but he was tender now, whispering softly in my ear as he removed the bonds and gag, lifting me
in his arms. He carried me into the bathroom and gently put me in a tub of warm water. He bathed me, speaking soothingly to me like I was a
spooked horse. Still, he did not remove the blindfold. I wanted to beg him to remove it, but I knew my pleas would not change his mind. />
 

When he was done, he lifted me up again and carried me to another room, laying me on a bed. He rolled me onto my stomach and began to
massage my back and shoulders. They ached from having been bound in one position for so long. He rubbed me until I purred in comfort and
relaxation.

 

I felt him lie next to me, one arm over my body, "What are you girl?"

 

"Your slave," I whispered softly.

 

"And who am I?"

 

"You are my Master."

 

"And what is your purpose?"

 

"To please you, Master."

 

"To please me in all things," he corrected gently.

 

"To please you in all things, Master."

 

"Do you think you pleased me tonight?"

 

I did not see the verbal trap, "I think so Master."

 

Quickly, he moved my hands to the small of my back and snapped metal handcuffs on me. Unprepared, I did not resist.

 

"You told me `No.` You dared to order me and then think you pleased me?" the anger in his tone rose and I began to tremble.

 

He got up and moved around. There was the swish in the air and the sharp hot pain of leather on my already tender skin. I screamed and
rolled over to protect myself, falling to the floor. The leather fell again, on my front now, striking my breasts, burning my nipples, and
ripping a louder scream from me. He did nothing to stop my movements, but gave me lash after lash. The leather found my breasts, ass and
pussy no matter how I moved or curled. I twisted as much as I could to protect myself.

 

When the whipping stopped and I lay sobbing on the floor, he forced a ball gag into my mouth and pulled me by the collar around my neck. He
actually managed to lift me from the ground and toss me into something. I could feel the cold metal under me and around me. It was a small
metal cage. I heard the door slam and a lock snick into place.

 

"Sleep well."

 

There was the sound of a shutting door and then nothing. I freaked. I screamed behind the gag and shook and threw myself against the sides,
door and roof, not caring how much it hurt. Eventually, I lay exhausted on the floor of the cage, sobbing myself into sleep.





 


Excerpt..

The crop danced once on my breasts and I jumped, struggling to hold the position. I could feel the heat of the lash on my skin.


 


"I will repeat it one more time. What are you?"


 


"A human being, Sir?"


 


The crop landed again, harder causing me to jerk back again, "No, you are a slave. Bend down and rest your head on the floor, don`t move

your legs."


 


I obeyed, displaying my ass to his crop and with my legs splayed, my pussy was open to him, also. I felt my face turning a bright red. How

could he expect me to know the right answer? I felt irritation brewing in me.


 


"What am I, Slave?"


 


"You are my.... Master?" The carpet muffled my voice.


 


"Good, you may not be so stupid after all. Now girl, what is your purpose?"


 


"To serve you, Sir?" I ventured hopefully.


 


"Good enough for now." He fastened cuffs to each of my ankles and then attached a bar between them. I could not have closed my legs now no

matter how hard I tried. He added a chain from the collar around my neck to the bar effectively locking me in this position. This panicked

me and I began to struggle. He laughed long and deep.


 


"Gods, girl. You are a tasty treat like that. I can taste your fear," the crop lazily caressed my ass and I trembled, feeling my arousal

dampening my body, knowing he could see it. "I can smell your arousal. You will be a masterpiece when I am done with you. You will be a

slave completely, for it is in you to be so. You dream of chains and cages, of men stronger than you, you dream they will take you down to

your deepest fear and use you again and again. All this I will do."


 


With no warning, he thrust himself into my wet pussy, using my body for his pleasure and not mine. I cannot explain the sensation of agony

and pleasure. The realization that what he said was true and he was doing it already. He kept thrusting until he came and then pulled out.

He left me there, bent, chained, dripping his cum on the floor. I wanted to scream in frustration at my unsatisfied need. I heard the

shower going.


 


What was I thinking to get myself into this situation? What would I find at the end of the two weeks? Did I really want to become a sex

toy? Was there more to submitting than just being someone`s sex toy? The air was cool on my exposed pussy and my nipples brushed on the

carpet, teasing my body with each breath. Part of me hated this, and yet I wanted this. Gods, I had never felt this alive before.


 


I heard him enter and stand near me, watching. I wanted to speak, but the contract had specified I would not speak unless asked to. I wasn`t

going to screw up because my mind wouldn`t stop asking questions.


 


I heard him moving, opening a drawer and then the sound of something moving sharply through the air. A whip? The crop he had used before? I

tensed against the pain I could only imagine. I had never been whipped or flogged before, other than the small corrections earlier. I feared

this part of my submission, yet I was excited to try it. So many books, so many stories, each teasing my mind for this very moment.


 


A knock on the door stopped the practice swishing of his whip. I knew from my entrance earlier that I was in direct line of sight of the

door. He wouldn`t answer it; he wouldn`t do that to me. I heard his steps move toward the door and it open. I tried to move, but I was

helpless. I bit my lip, struggling to keep back the keening sounds of fear.


 


"Hi Ken, how did it work out?" a deep voice asked. "Oh, there she is, God`s what a lovely ass!"


 


This couldn`t be happening, my mind screamed. This was hard enough with just him; I couldn`t do this with another person in the room. Fear

took over me and I struggled frantically to free myself of these bonds. There was nothing I could do.


 


"Silence!" the crop lashed my ass sharply.


 


I had not realized I was saying anything, but I bit my lip and tried to keep the scream of fear that was building in me.


 


"Untrained, but gods, she looks good. I think she will mark well if that was any


example," the other man said with obvious pleasure. "Is she tight?"


 


"Yes," Ken, my Master, replied, "I doubt she had gotten any in a long time. I plan to start anal training as soon as possible. It is one of

the things she fears most, so I bet she will be exceptional at it."


 


I tried to lift my head to beg that he not do that to me, but I couldn`t. I whimpered in fear. I thought he had asked my fears so he would

not go there. This was not what I had planned.


 


"I could help," the other man offered. "Dierdre is not well, so I have no playmate for the night."


 


"Excellent! I`ll get the oil. Warm her up, Kyle. I was just about to give her twenty when you came over."


 


"No! Please No!" I screamed, struggling again, "This isn`t what I thought... please no! Don`t whip me!"


 


A few moments later a thick gag shaped like a penis was shoved into my mouth further increased my helplessness. It pressed back far into my

mouth, almost gagging me.


 


With no warning the second man began to thrash my ass with the crop. Hot licks of pain spread over me. I screamed into the gag, struggling

to escape the lash, never succeeding. There was a pause and then their voices came from a distance.


 


"Here."


 


"She marks well. I will have to be careful not to give her too much."


 


Cool oil dripped over my hot skin and then there was pressure against my asshole. I struggled again, but someone`s fingers wrapped into my

hair pulling hard to keep me still. He was too big; he wouldn`t fit. Which one was it?


 


"Relax, slave, push and then relax," Kyle`s voice whispered into my ear.


 


I tried to obey, and he pushed in as I relaxed. Too big, oh gods, where was Sarah? Why had she allowed me to do this? Deeper, thicker he

entered. I was being torn in half.


 


And then he began to move, slowly at first. The oil kept it from hurting too much, but the sensation was overwhelming. One cock in my mouth

and the other in my ass and my body burned from the whipping and from need. Oh god, it hurt, it felt good. What were they doing to me? The

agony and pleasure lasted forever. My world narrowed to the two cocks in me, I sucked the gag in time with his thrusts and felt him stiffen

and thrust one hard time, filling me.


 


He pulled out with a deep sigh of pleasure. "Gods that was something else. She is going to be something else when you are done with her." He

patted my ass like I was faithful dog.


 


I heard them talk some more, share some coffee, leaving me like that, the cool air soothing my body. After some time, he left. I was alone

again with my Master. I had cried myself out and felt an odd sense of resignation falling over me. He had let someone else come in and

fuck me. This wasn`t what I had thought, but it was real. This was sexual slavery. I had given up my choice when I let him snap the

collar around my neck.


 


When he touched me again, I jerked in fear; but he was tender now, whispering softly in my ear as he removed the bonds and gag, lifting me

in his arms. He carried me into the bathroom and gently put me in a tub of warm water. He bathed me, speaking soothingly to me like I was a

spooked horse. Still, he did not remove the blindfold. I wanted to beg him to remove it, but I knew my pleas would not change his mind.
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When he was done, he lifted me up again and carried me to another room, laying me on a bed. He rolled me onto my stomach and began to

massage my back and shoulders. They ached from having been bound in one position for so long. He rubbed me until I purred in comfort and

relaxation.


 


I felt him lie next to me, one arm over my body, "What are you girl?"


 


"Your slave," I whispered softly.


 


"And who am I?"


 


"You are my Master."


 


"And what is your purpose?"


 


"To please you, Master."


 


"To please me in all things," he corrected gently.


 


"To please you in all things, Master."


 


"Do you think you pleased me tonight?"


 


I did not see the verbal trap, "I think so Master."


 


Quickly, he moved my hands to the small of my back and snapped metal handcuffs on me. Unprepared, I did not resist.


 


"You told me `No.` You dared to order me and then think you pleased me?" the anger in his tone rose and I began to tremble.


 


He got up and moved around. There was the swish in the air and the sharp hot pain of leather on my already tender skin. I screamed and

rolled over to protect myself, falling to the floor. The leather fell again, on my front now, striking my breasts, burning my nipples, and

ripping a louder scream from me. He did nothing to stop my movements, but gave me lash after lash. The leather found my breasts, ass and

pussy no matter how I moved or curled. I twisted as much as I could to protect myself.


 


When the whipping stopped and I lay sobbing on the floor, he forced a ball gag into my mouth and pulled me by the collar around my neck. He

actually managed to lift me from the ground and toss me into something. I could feel the cold metal under me and around me. It was a small

metal cage. I heard the door slam and a lock snick into place.


 


"Sleep well."


 


There was the sound of a shutting door and then nothing. I freaked. I screamed behind the gag and shook and threw myself against the sides,

door and roof, not caring how much it hurt. Eventually, I lay exhausted on the floor of the cage, sobbing myself into sleep.








 



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