Page 38 of Fear and Desire

“I can’t believe you’re going to let her get away with that kind of behavior.” Master 3’s challenge was obvious.

Laura’s eyes darted back and forth between the two men. Master 3 was goading Dan, and Dan couldn’t brush it off.

“No, I will not let her get away with it. But it’smyjob to punish her, not yours.” His voice was deadly calm. He reached for Marco’s belt. “May I?”

“No, Master, please, no!” she yelled as Master 3 handed over the belt with a grin. Dan doubled it over.

“Master, please,” she begged.

He refused to look at her face as he snapped the folded end down, landing right on the soft skin of her mound, at the top of her slit. She screamed and arched up as much as the tight straps would allow.

“Now, slave, the next time I tell you to get into a chair, what will you do?”

“I-I-I’ll get into the chair,” she hiccuped. “I’m sorry, Master!”

“That’s better.” He turned to Master 3. “Will you please let the piercer know we’re ready?”

Master 3 retrieved his belt and walked out, muttering, and a moment later, a scrawny, terrified young man walked in.

“Thank you for coming,” said Dan.

Ithadhurt.Alot. It was her fear that made it worse; other women she knew had said it hurt only a little. And because the camera in the ceiling continued to blink its damned green light, Dan couldn’t comfort her. DeLeo was watching and probably enjoying her terror.

The piercer recommended ice packs and ibuprofen, “to decrease the swelling and help them heal faster,” he instructed in his quavering voice. The fact that the pills also helped to relieve the pain was a side effect that Laura thanked god for. He also recommended a good supportive bra for at least the next week. Dan said he’d think about it.

As she knelt in the dirt the next morning beside the other women, she gazed down at her breasts. Each nipple sprouted a gold ring, larger than she’d expected. They still hurt, not too bad. Master 2 had supplied her with a sports bra while she was jogging this morning, and she was grateful to have something that kept her C-cups from bobbing up and down with each step.

She’d touched them just a little during the night and almost gasped with surprise at how sensitive her nipples were, much more than they’d ever been before. She wasn’t upset about their presence, but wished for the thousandth time thatshewas the one making the choices about what was happening to her.

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Laura:

Eachdayafterbreakfast,Dan took her for a run. He hooked a leash to the back of her collar and the two of them jogged up the road, the leash ensuring that she never got far enough ahead to be out of reach of the riding crop that Dan used to ‘encourage’ her.

Once they were around the bend and out of sight, they would stop and talk for a few precious moments. Some days, the conversation was stilted, as she fought to control her anger towards him and everyone involved. Some days, she just cried as he held her close and stroked her hair. And some days he had such a tight hold on his emotions that he barely spoke to her, and when he did, it was Master 1 speaking. Today, Master 1 was definitely in control.

“Laura,” he said gruffly.

“Yes, Master?”

“You don’t deep throat very well.”

She’d been dreading that, knowing they’d get around to that sooner or later. “No, sir,” she whispered.

“DeLeo wants you trained in that immediately. He’s given me three days to accomplish it.”

She gaped. “How?”

“There’s something back at the farm to help you learn.”

“Dan, I’m scared.”

“Yeah.” He grabbed her leash and pulled her back towards the buildings. “I’m sure you are.”

Itwasawicked-lookingcontraption that sat in the corner of one room. She’d not paid much attention to it before, unsure what it was, or perhaps too afraid to look close. A small machine was mounted on top of a wooden stand about waist high. A slender piston stuck straight out, and on the end of that was a harness. A small low bench was bolted to the tile in front.

She stood rooted to the floor, terrified to get too close to it. Dan gripped her arm and pulled her over. “Sit,” he ordered.

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