girl for me, and confess that you like to have a vibrator in your little asshole?”
Rose gave a little puppy cry of frustration, and blurted out, “Yes, OK, I do. I put
my little pink vibrator up my butt!”
“How many times, Rose?” Leo asked. “How often do you shame yourself that way?”
Rose shook her head at the relentless progress of the humiliation.
“Oh, come now, sweetheart,” Leo said. “This should be a lot easier than the last question,
shouldn’t it? I mean, when a girl admits that she puts her cute little vibrator up
her butt, doesn’t it stop mattering how often she does it?”
Rose closed her eyes, and just kept shaking her head. Leo could see that there were
tears leaking out from under her eyelids.
“That’s the trouble, isn’t it, Rose?” he continued conversationally. “It still matters,
because you always have your shame. It’s quite clear that you’re a little ass girl,
but when you were small, your parents told you that you had to be modest, and demure,
and that lesson never, ever goes away, does it? Unfortunately for you, I know it,
and your training master at the Institute knows it, and the man who has bought you
knows it too. Frankly, that’s why you’re so very valuable. I’m not sure you even have
the slightest idea what it does to a man like me to see a girl like you blush. One
thing I can promise you, though, is that by the time you leave the Institute with
your new owner, you will understand a great deal more about that.”
He took the two steps so that he was standing in front of her, his crotch only an
inch or two away from her face. He took her chin in his right hand. “The problem is,
Rose, that the more you blush, the more I want to do terrible things to you.” He grabbed
her upper arm abruptly, pulled her to her feet, and took her over to the chair from
which she had now been untied twice. Still holding onto her arm, he sat, and then
he pulled her across his lap roughly. He held her down with his left arm, while without
saying anything, he began to spank her once again, upon the cane welts, which were
now purple.
“Are you ready, Rose?” he asked as he continued to spank, and she began to scream.
“Master! Master!” she shouted. “Yes! Almost every night!”
Leo stopped spanking her. “Now why was that so hard?”
“I don’t know, Master,” Rose sobbed.
“I do,” Leo said. “Shame. Stand up, now.” He helped her to her feet.
“Alright, we’re going to go into the bedroom, and you’re going to have your punishment
for throwing the glass and trying to escape. Before that, though, I want to give you
the choice of whether to drink your water. One thing I haven’t told you is that I
have an IV needle in my bag. I can hydrate you that way if I have to. As I said, when
a girl is starting out, in these first forty-eight hours, staying hydrated is a very
important thing. Would you like to drink the water now?”
“Yes, Master,” Rose said quietly. She probably had one more escape attempt in her,
Leo thought. The next morning would be the logical time for that, when she thought
that he was asleep. Thinking about the way he would punish her for that got Leo uncomfortably
hard. That in turn made him think about what he would do after he had put the plug
in Rose’s backside. He smiled, picturing his cock in Rose’s sweet little cunt at last,
as he retrieved the glass of water, and filled it again. He handed it to Rose, and
she drank it down.
Chapter Five
He took the glass from her and put it in the sink. Then he said, “Go into your bedroom,
Rose, and take two pillows, and put them at the end of the bed. Then lay yourself
down over them, with your feet on the floor. Leave your hands lying by the sides of
your hips, palms up. I will be in in a moment to punish you. Right now I’m going to
finish my sandwich and my beer.”
Crestfallen, with head hung low, she obeyed,
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