A Lesson in Fear

       You enter the living room where I am curled up on the couch reading quietly. Pacing around the room You stop to stand in front of me. Placing both hands on your hips You glare down at me. I look up slowly meeting Your eyes and gasp at the anger I see there. Quickly setting the book down I crawl from the couch and kneel before You.  “What have I done to anger You this time Master” I ask helplessly.  “This time pet? “You question in an angry voice. “Yes Master, You are obviously unhappy and by the way You are glaring at me I can only assume that anger is directed at  me.” I speak softly. “Oh so I am glaring am I pet?  Tell me how can You tell that it is a glare? Perhaps I am just looking at you very intently “You snap.  I lower my head and bite my lip hearing the coldness in Your voice and shiver slightly.  Unsure how to respond but knowing If I don’t respond correctly there will be a price to pay.  Softly I whisper “You have a cold look in Your eyes Master, and I ....You are glaring at me, Sir.” I lower my eyes and shake my head at the unacceptability of my reply, not knowing what to say.

       You grab me roughly by the arms and pull me to my feet, staring into my face. “You dare tell Me how I look at what I am feeling slave? “  You hiss.  “I didn’t mean to imply.....” .    “Shut up slut, If I want to hear your voice I will tell you to speak is that clear?’”   I nod my understanding. You pull my roughly to You, grinding my body against Yours and kiss my lips harshly. Your tongue intruding into my mouth.   I struggle and pull back from the angry kiss, pushing my hands against Your chest.   Suddenly You strike my left cheek and I cry out as the pain explodes through my jaw. “How dare you try and pull away from Me you little whore” You scream at me.  “I will make you pay for this slut, oh shall I make you pay” You seethe as You grab me by my hair and drag me down the hall.

       Opening the Dungeon door, You hurl me inside, causing me to fall in a heap in the middle of the floor. Sobbing I whimper “Please Master, what did I do, please......”       Grabbing me by the hair once more You put Your face in  mine and growl. “I told you to shut up slut, did you not hear Me?  Or perhaps you are purposely trying to infuriate Me tonight?”    I shake my head no as a sob escapes my lips  “Yes I think that is it.....you want me to be angry, well I will not disappoint you , you little slut” You roar as You strike my face once more.  My head snaps back with the power of the blow and I feel a small trickle of blood escape the corner of my lip.   You wrap Your hands in my hair once more and pull me roughly to me feet.  Grabbing a pair of steel handcuffs from the hook on the wall You tightly bind my wrists together.  Stretching my arms over my head You loop the handcuff over the hook hanging from the ceiling, suspending me there, on tip toe.

       You reach out with Your hand and rip my dress, all the way from the neck to the hem. I gasp in shock and fear and You look deep in my eyes and whisper menacingly.  “I am going to make you pay for my bad mood slut and you will pay dearly for it”.  Once more You strike me in the face, harder this time and I scream with the pain. You step away from me and grab a leather hood and gag from the wall. Placing it quickly over my head and forcing the gag between my teeth. I sob and cry in the darkness. Feeling real fear course though my body.  I sob against the gag and try to breath, desperately trying to calm myself.   My mind races “He won’t hurt me, not really....or will He? “ I shiver at this thought and beg with my whimpers and moan imploringly.  I feel the first strike of the whip land and jump with the pain. It is the long leather whip, one W/we have never used before and from that first strike I see why. It wraps cruelly around my body, striking my ass and my stomach with its vicious sharp strands. The whip rips at my flesh over and over again. CRACK, CRACK, CRACK.  I moan and cry, withering there suspended helplessly. Thrashing my body desperately trying to escape the whip.

       I try to focus and count each blow as it lands, but they are coming so fast and with such force I lose count after 20.   The whip strikes over and over, raising welts on my body. I beg silently for it to end soon. Praying for mercy but You continue endlessly.  By now I am screaming with each blow and the tears are falling unbridled from beneath the  hood, trailing down my chest.  Suddenly a new pain shoots through my body as I feel the strike of a riding crop against my left nipple.  Jerking back I chew on the gag trying to stifle the sobs. Over and over comes the strike of the crop on my left tit. Harder with each blow. You stop and grab my left breast roughly  in Your hand. 

       I scream out with the pain of Your hand on my raw flesh. A wicked laugh escapes Your lips as I feel the crop continue, this time striking my right nipple. Smacking it harder and harder, causing my body to convulse with the pain. Strike after strike lands viciously on my tender flesh and just when I think I can stand no more the crop changes targets again. This time landing on my pussy, shooting pain rushes through my abdomen as blow after blow falls.  I am nothing but a withering, whimpering pitiful being by this time. My whole body is consumed with pain.  “Do you want me to stop slut?” You ask cruelly.  I nod my head vigorously and moan loudly “Yesssss”.   You just laugh and walk behind me.  Grabbing my pain filled ass in Your hands You spread my cheeks and plunge something very large in my ass. 

       I cry out once more, feeling the cruel object rip my ass open.  You plunge it deeper into my ass as You whisper into my ear “How do you like that slut? You like to feel the handle of this whip in your ass don't you? You like the pain?”    I shake my head no and try to implore You through the gag  “na mo Masta, peese” I beg.  Suddenly You ram the whip deeper into my ass and strike at my breast with Your hands. With every thrust of the whip into my ass another strike falls on my tits.  My legs finally give out and I hang there limp, feeling the blows land , not caring anymore.  Suddenly You pull the whip from my ass and grabbing me by my hair You say in a cold voice. “ You disgust me slut, You are a worthless nothing.  I don’t even want to look at You.” With this I hear your storm out of the room and slam the door behind You.

       I hear the front door open and close as well and realize You have indeed left me alone, with the pain and fear.  I am in the dark and alone. I sob softly, pulling desperately at the bounds suspending me from the ceiling.   Fear runs rampant through my mind. Every little creak of the house makes me jump in fright.  I sob helplessly as the demons from the past come to surround me in the darkness.  Invading my mind and torturing me. They are much cruller than the whip or the crop, for they have the power over my mind.   Flashes of the past rip through my mind and I try once more to escape my bonds. Terrified now by the unseen things in the darkness. My mind races trying to battle the fear until it overwhelms and I slip into a sate of unconsciousness.  Hanging there, with the demons, no longer fighting them. Knowing I can’t win.

       When I awake You are there glaring at me. I glare back and realize the hood and gag are gone. I feel tears well in my eyes and turn my face from Yours.  You grab my chin roughly in Your hands and force me to look at You. “Did you enjoy your night in the dark slut?” You demand. I look into Your eyes  and start to cry unable to speak.  “Speak to me slave, talk to me now” You order.  All I can do is sob, feeling all of that fear and pain come rushing back.  You quickly remove me from the hook and wrap me in Your arms. I stand there leaning against You limply, sobbing.  You caress my hair and whisper soft soothing sounds into my ear. I wrap my arms around You and cry helplessly, letting all the fear and anger go.  You pick me up in Your arms and carry me from the room. Taking me to Your bedroom.

       You lay on the bed  and pull me beside You. Caressing my face and my hair with Your hands You whisper softly   “I am sorry pet....it was cruel to leave you...and to whip you so.....”   I lean over and place a kiss on Your throat  “It’s alright Master, I am fine, I survived did I not?”  “But I should have never put you through such, My little one”  You whisper.  “I am glad You did Master” You look down at me a bit shocked “Why pet?”  You ask.  “You forced me to face my fears by leaving me in the dark.  I did face them and I am still here, I won...in a way Master.”   You squeeze me tightly against You and ask “How can you be so forgiving little one, you must have gone through hell last night?”  “Yes Master, it was a hell, but it was one that I created long ago. In a way You helped me more than hurting me last night Sir.  I conquered that fear, it is something I probably never would have done had it not been for You, last night.  You say  “But pet, I was....” .   “Master please, no more, can W/we just forget about it please Master?, please. “  You sigh softly and say  “ Yes, W/we  will not speak of it again, ok?”.  “Yes Master, but just one more thing”  You nod and look at me. “ Don’t ever, EVER do that again please  Master.......” Placing a gentle kiss on my lips You reply  “As you wish pet.....as you wish...........”