[Master Rayne]

As promissed, a new chapter:

She was on time.
Not a minute, not a second of delay.
She stood before me, straight as an arrow, head bowed in humility, hands clasped in front of her shyly. Her blonde hair was rejected in her back, showing her light makeup : a slight black eye shadow, mascara for eyelashes and a bright red lipstick that was widely contrasting with her pale skin. As required, she wore a white tee-shirt and judging by the tips of her nipples pressed against the thin fabric , she wore no bras. She also wore a short black skirt and was barefoot.

Pronouncing no word, she stood in the middle of the room while I was closing the blinds, locking the door and unpluging the phone. I stood before her and speaking to her in a firm voice, I said:

-Once I get started, you can no longer go back. Once I have brought you where I am taking you, you will have given up your freedom and at the end of your initiation, you will belong to me and no one else. Do you understand?
-Yes, she murmured in a tiny voice.

Without saying a word, I grabbed her shirt with both hands and I tore it in half, exposing her gorgeous breasts. She looked up at me apprehensively , but it was short-lived for with a half of her shirt, I blindfolded her Her breathing quickened and goose bumps covered her body, hardening her rosy nipples. With a sharp gesture, I tore her skirt, and then I did the same with her panties. I pushed away the rags lying around on the ground with my foot and standing behind her, I firmly grasped her by the shoulders and I led her to my dungeon. She submitted obediently, surrendering herself totally to my control.

I stopped at the threshold of the room, where I had lit all the candles, and I whispered in her ear:

-It is the last chance you have to step back. Once you have set foot in this dungeon, you will undertake the ritual to be mine. As soon as your foot lands on the floor of this room, you will not be a free woman anymore.

-I Will not go back, sir, she repeated in a nervous voice.

I smirked, and then I gave her a sudden push in the back. Surprised, she dived to the floor and fell heavily on her knees and hands, she uttered a faint squeal that made me laugh. Remaining on all fours, she waited for me to take her by the hair to guide her to the cage where I put before ordering her with a stern voice:

-You shall remain here, in silence, and do not move and you do not remove your blindfold.

She curled up and she did not utter a word. I planned to change myself, but I decided to stay as I was dressed: black jeans and a white shirt. After all, I was going to be her master, so why should I take my clothes off? I went to get me a big bottle of water and got back into the dungeon. She was still lying in the cage, silently. I opened the door and ordered her to come out, which she did. Bluntly, I made her lie on the floor and I tied her wrists and ankles with chains attached to hooks. With her legs and arms spreaded like that, she was totally in my control . From my fingertips, I caressed her perfect body, delighting on the softness of her clear skin, unblemished, flawless, smooth as a baby's skin. Her large breasts had not collapsed, as often happens to women who have big natural breasts. Her breasts were two big and round and firm mountains that I grabbed with both hands to massage, pinching between the thumb and forefinger her nipples. Her breathing quickened and she gave a little moan of pleasure, her tongue sliding in appetite on her lips.

- And so your initiation begins, little slut, I whispered in a voice that I wanted contemptuous. You are not worthy of being called a slave. From now on, your name is no longer Isabelle. You have no name anymore. I have all rights on you and you, you have none!

-Yes, sir, she said, submissively .

I slaped her breasts forcefully, making her moan louder, and I asked her, angrily:

-Who gave you permission to speak? Thou shalt silence and you will speak only when thou shalt have the permission!

She did not answer. I got up and I went to take a long nine-tailed whip. I slid it slowly down her little trembling body, starting with the feet slowly up towards her stomach, her breasts, her face. I began slowly, slowly culling the whip all over her body just to tickle her and then I increased gradually the intensity of my strikes. The traces of whips began to mark her pale skin. She endured this treatment for the whole fifteen minutes it lasted, moaning and writhing in pleasure, but never without screaming or begging me to stop. The sound of the snapping whip on her skin had begun to excite me and I seriously enjoyed this . I gave her a short break while I grabbed a large candle dripping with hot wax.

-The Whip was only the beginning, little bitch. You're not even worthy to be my slave yet, but your commitment to me seems serious enough, since you have not asked me to stop. You have been able to endure this treatment, but it means nothing if you can not endure the following.

Noting that she did not say anything, as I had ordered it, I smile and satisfied, I said:

-You seem to be very obedient. You do not talk without permission. You will be surely a good slave for me if you go that way. If you have something to say, I give you permission.

Panting, she replied in a small pleading voice:

-Please Sir, go on, I beg you. I want to be yours, I want to be worthy of your domination. Tell me what you want, I already belong to you in my heart.

I did not say any words. Carefully, I poured a few drops of hot wax on her belly. As soon as she felt the burn, she arched moaning heavily through clenched teeth, her fingers clenshing the chains that bound her wrists. I did not give her time to catch her breath, I even shed a few drops of wax her breasts. She let out another moan (of pain or pleasure, nontheless she did not seem to disdain the experience) she allowed herself to say:

-Yes! More!!

To punish her for daring to speak, I took the whip and I lashed vigorously on her breats, making her scream.

-Silence! I ordered sternly.

I made her undergo the treatment of hot wax for another fifteen minutes during which I covered her legs, her body and her arm with wax, giving her the appearance of being covered with cum. Her gasping pointed out to me that she was thirsty. I gave her a few sips to prevent her from dehydratation, then I detached her. I grabbedg her by the hair, forced her to her feet and ordered her:

-Hands behind your head.

She obeyed and I tied her wrists to the chains hanging from the ceiling. I took my time to remove any wax that had remained stuck to her skin, and then I stood behind her, throwing my arms around her waist, my hands reaching for her boobs. Sliding my tongue into her neck, I squeezed her breasts in my hands, feeling my fingers sink gradually into them. My hardened cock ached as the excitement was high. I rubbed it against her ass, feeling her breathing quickening .

-When you shall be my slave, slut, you will have to give me all your virginities: virginity of your mouth, virginity of your pussy and virginity of your ass. It will hurt, but a good slave endures everything for her master.

She nodded, breathing heavily, as my fingers began to pinch her nipples harder, pulling them, as if I was going to milk her. She trembled in every limb, shuddering at all the times I bit her neck. I took the nine-tailes whip and I lashed repeatedly on her ass. She threw her head back, moaning in pleasure.

-What needs to be said, when I do this?, I asked her sternly whipping her again, with a little more vigor.

-Thank you, sir, she replied in a whisper of ecstasy.

-I did not hear you, I said with authority, giving her another whip on her ass.

-Thank you, sir! she repeated in a loud voice. Thank you! Thank you !! Thank you !!!

Satisfied, I threw the whip down and I stood before her. I slaped her breasts vigorously three times before inserting a finger in her mouth.

-Suck It, I ordered.

She immediately obeyed, moaning weakly in pleasure. My erection was so strong that my penis was threatening to explode. I pulled my finger from her mouth and grabbing a handful of hair in my hand, I kissed her on the mouth, pushing my tongue between her lips. I slipped my free hand from her breast to her shaved pussy and I slowly slid my middle finger between her wet labia with pleasure, making her arch her back, moaning intensely as I kept kissing her and ordered her, with extreme severity:

-You will not cum until I allow it, otherwise you will not be my slave. Do you understand?

-Yes, sir! she moaned .

Until then, she had obeyed, she had met all my expectations. She deserved a reward. She would definitively be my slave. I fetched the harness I bought for her and that was hung on the wall. It was a harness made of leather of the highest quality, Cupless, Ring Strap Belt, Crotchless Body Harness style with adjustable buckles. I took my time to put it on her, adjusting the buckles on her perfect body. The straps that surrounded her breasts made them look even bigger. Then I took the collar I bought her. It was a wide collar with an adjustable buckle, adorned with a large O-ring. Before I put it around her neck, I said:

-Once I put this collar around your neck, you officially will be my slave. In my presence, you will no longer answer to the name of Isabelle, but you will answer to the name of Sophitia. Sophitia will now be your slave name. Once you get this collar, you will call me Master.

-Thank you, sir, she replied with servitude.

Satisfied, I tied the collar around her neck, and then I told her to close her eyes as I took off the blindfold. Behind me there was a large mirror. I steped aside and allowed her to watch. As soon as her eyes fell on her reflection, showing her body incased in her harness, she revelled in amazement. She looked back at me and took a worshiping look.

-My Master ... she said, tears in her eyes, overcame with gratitude.

-Wait, I said with satisfaction. This is only the beginning. Before sunrise, you will cease to be a virgin and you will be totally mine.

-Order me and I will obey, my beloved Master.

I untied her and immediately, she prostrated herself at my feet, kissing them with respect ...

I sure hope you enjoyed this part. the next one will be published next week...