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Some Girls (Are So Willing!) 5
(Kelly Addams)

Sally knelt on hard cold tiles, her knees ached, and her toes were beginning to cramp from the effort of balancing but she refused to flinch, with her chin on her chest to a casual observer she would have looked deep in prayer, but then again, how many pretty eighteen year old girls prayed in the nude, to a computer screen and web camera stationed upon the altar... and her voyeur priest...

Far from a saint!

Master Rex studied her, his experienced eyes seeing beyond the nudity, of course he admired the perky young breasts, the toned slim figure, her creamy unblemished skin and pretty face framed with shining blonde hair, but her physical perfection was simply a bonus, he lusted as much for her mind as her body... and as he scrutinised he asked himself repeatedly... could she be the one?

"You may relax!" he said quietly and smiled as he saw the smallest wince distort her placid expression, it was the smallest of slips that she quickly covered, but he had seen it all the same. It spoke of her pain and discomfort, how she had accepted and embraced his command... an ordinary girl would have shuffled in an attempt to get comfortable, but not obedient Sally, he had told her to stay perfectly still, not to move a muscle... now he had given her permission to move and he was delighted to see only the slight discomfort in her expression rather than anger or rebellion.

Could she be the one?

"I am pleased with you slave!" 

He spoke with a quiet authority, and Sally slipped again, the corner of her mouth lifting for a split second, the smile that she had caught swiftly, she was basking silently in his praise, she was born to obey, she was born to please her Master, the smallest compliment brought her warm feelings of fulfilment.

"Did you prepare as I instructed?"

Sally nodded instantly. "I have prepared exactly as you instructed Master!" She spoke clearly, her eyes remaining downcast in respect.

"Show me!" Master Rex moved his seat closer to his computer screen. It was a frustration to watch her remotely, but that would soon be a thing of the past... if she passed the final test. 

If she proved absolute obedience he would take her as his own, he would make a place for her in his home, he would commit to her total protection and care, just as she would commit her very body and soul to him, it was a daunting responsibility, that is why he needed to be sure. In the preceding years he had brought so many girls to this very point, he had hoped for many of them too, he prayed that they would prove pliable and genuine... total submissives. All had failed the final test, many had guessed his coming commands and disappeared into the ether of cyberspace, others had poured scorn on him, others had tried and failed in tears, those he had still considered... But Master Rex demanded perfection, so why begin with a girl who displayed flaws at the first hurdle.

Sally looked up to the camera and held a small bag before her chest. "I have everything that you ordered Master." A dainty hand delved inside the white plastic and returned with a pack of cotton wool, next came a small bottle of iodine... and finally, what the chemist had called sharps, a pack of slender disposable hypodermic needles.

"How many?" he snapped.

Sally held the pack closer to her camera and waited for the image to focus on her screen, what she saw her Master would also see. "Ten Master." she added as the label showed clearly.

"Good girl," he whispered as his hopes began to build again, "Now dribble iodine onto a wad of cotton wool, then carefully and thoroughly disinfect your left breast.

No hesitation he noted as he fought against his rising optimism, he had been at this point before, several times, he had watched them smear the brownish-orange liquid across their skin, he had seen it coating hard nipples, some tiny beads of flesh, some like champagne corks... but every hopeful  had all stalled at the next order.

"It is to prevent infection!" he added as Sally completed her task and lowered her hand to her side, she was awaiting his instructions, a point that he noted, she never rushed ahead or pre-empted him even when his next command was obvious. "Now, open the pack of needles!"

Master Rex fought to keep his voice even and calm, he was nervous, and that was not a condition  a slave should ever witness in her Master, he so desperately wanted her to comply and succeed, his hopes were building... could she be the one?

"Remove one needle and then do exactly as I say!" his heart was pounding, the blood rushing loud in his ears as she picked a fine needle between finger and thumb and offered it to the camera.

"Look at your breast, note the small freckle approximately one inch above your nipple... do you see it?"

"I see it Master." Sally replied, her tone calm and even.

"Place the point of the needle against that freckle... then slowly push it in, all the way!"

It was the moment of truth, Master Rex held his breath, silence enveloped him as even the rushing blood in his ears seemed to pause, waiting for her reaction... and then he suppressed a groan as, without even the slightest pause, Sally slowly pushed the needle into her flesh until the plastic moulding that secured it to a syringe pressed against her skin.

He saw the pain flicker in her eyes, and his erection strained almost painfully as he began to smile his relief.