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Door opened.

• Appear? Well, come in.

The man turned on the light in the hallway and locked the door behind me.

• What are you watching? Throw off your shoes and go through!

I went inside, hardly imagining what could be expected here. It’s better to behave as if nothing had happened and not to show excitement.

Under the terms of the contract, I had to spend several days in the company of an unknown person.

The circumstances of this agreement are so boring that it makes no sense to mention them.

The name of this person is A. Just A.

As I managed to notice, A. is outwardly ugly, but facial features are not repulsive, movements are restrained, not to say constrained.

Thoughts interrupted the voice of A.

“You will do everything that I command, we will begin with a simple one.” You will stay with me for a few days. And we will start with your outfit. Take off your clothes!

A. said this in a tone as if it could not be otherwise. I did not expect such a turn.

• What? Crazy, I'm leaving!

• If you are going to portray a rebellious bitch, you can roll out of here, you are free. No one is holding.

Freedom in an unfamiliar city did not attract me. I had to wait a few days.

• Do not make yourself wait, - the indifference sounded in a voice, - make a choice.

How to give an answer, I did not know, only nodded, but doubted.

“I'm sorry,” I winced, “I think such measures are harmful to me.”

• Harmful? No, it’s good for you. Now you, consider, my servant. Or, if you want, a hostage to your promise. You're a proud girl, how do you break him?

He suddenly squeezed his hand and twisted behind my back, I looked away, but A. immediately released me and pushed me towards the room.

I entered - the room was spacious, a minimum of furniture and order. I stood in indecision, a miserable guest.

Suddenly A. took out an object from the drawer of the table - a small whip.

• Yes, promises need to be fulfilled, however, you can scratch as much as you want.

A. did not seem to pay attention to me.

• I ask, just do not need ... - I could not find the words.

• You never know what you ask there! - the whip fell on my shoulders. - Do not want good, taste the whip!

There was no sickness from the blow, but I instinctively squeezed and pulled my shoulders in, the man pushed me away and gave me a slap in the face.

• Stop breaking, undress. First, a shirt. One two Three!

Confused in buttons, I unzipped my blouse.

• Firstly, from now on, I am the Master for you, and you will call me that only. Secondly, be silent when you are not asked. And take off your shirt livelier.

Realizing that the struggle for the bodice would be long and painful, A. just cut it off with scissors and threw it to the floor, next to the blouse.

I stood with open breasts, and, of course, was very embarrassed.

“Consider that you coped with this,” he lifted my chest with his hand, as if evaluating it, then another. - Nice boobs. Do not dare to slouch.

I was jerked that he allows himself, tried to move away from him. A. held the hilt handle along the neck.

• Take off the chain, the maid does not need gold. And take off the ring.

I left my purse in another room, and barely restraining myself, I replied that I wanted to put them there.

“Stand still, your handbag is not going anywhere.” Free yourself - take it. I said remove the bling!

A. himself could break this chain, but obviously, he needed humility. I squeezed my hands on my chest, at that very instant the whip hit my unprotected back. I wonder what will happen if you tear out this gun and throw it, for example, in his face, but did not dare to decide on it. To myself, I thought it was my own fault.

• Stop spinning around! Hands behind head!

With the handle of a whip A. lifted my chin.

• Do not turn away! Look forward and down! Hands behind head!

I obeyed. A. himself easily removed the chain.

• You have a funny look. Take off your pants, stupid.

• I'm cold.

I was trembling. It threw me in the heat, then in the cold.

Getting up from behind, A. hugged me around the waist with such force that my breath caught, and squeezed a nipple with my hand - it was rather painful.

• You forgot how to contact me?

I tried to twist.

• I ask, how should I be contacted?

A. continued to torment me with a nipple, he was already full of it.

• I don’t know, it hurts me, let me go, please ... As you say ...

• Speak! Say "as you say, Master"!

• As you say, Master!

Finally, he let go of his chest, and taking the trousers by the belt, he pulled them down.

• What, I have to take off your pants? And in general, do not think that all I dream about is to fuck you. Come on, bare.

I pulled off my jeans.

• I see, you are not burning with the desire to bare your pussy. Now take off your tights, I’ll take care of my panties if you are lazy.

I kept trying to cover myself, turning away from my eyes, hiding my chest with my hand. I understood that it looked ridiculous and stupid, and therefore I felt even more embarrassed.

A. had to give me a hand to lower them and get down to business.

I pulled off my pantyhose and underpants.

• Straighten your back, stop slouching. If you shrink, the lash will make you hold on to dignity.

This time the blow was painful, and I squealed.

A. took out the handcuffs - apparently all the equipment was stored nearby - brought my hands behind my back and fettered them.

“So you like it better?” He asked mockingly. “Now your hands cannot do anything.”

With his hand, A. ran his pussy, then stroked my cheek, touched my fingers to my lips, letting me lick my juice.

It was noticeable that A. was pleased with such obedience. Suddenly, he pressed heavily on my shoulders - there was nothing left to do but fall on my knees, while I hardly managed to maintain balance. I rubbed my cheek lightly against his leg as a sign of humility.

A. grinned back and squeezed a foot between my knees, sharply pushed them apart. I felt embarrassed for my weakness.

I caught myself thinking that I was not ashamed of my nakedness, it scared me that my tormentor did not like me.

• Your buddies would have looked at you, not too expensive! Behave yourself, and I'll think about it ... And then after all, they need to see how you fulfill your obligations.

I did not have to kneel for a long time, with the handle of A. pushed me in the back and ordered me to bend down so that my face touched the floor. stories about sex Legs were pressed to the stomach, and his hands were hooked behind his back.

• Lift your ass!

I tried as far as possible. In this state, I stayed for several minutes. I closed my eyes, I was very ashamed. Between my legs I felt cool. The owner did not say anything, he sat down in a chair, looked down at my bent figure and smoked.

• Get up!

I stood up readily.

• I want to free myself. I need to know ... - I hesitated.

• All your appeals that are not accompanied by the word "Master", I will ignore.

He carefully looked at me, playing with a whip.

“Do you want to know the limits?” Well, we will set limits, but later. Now get up and walk around the room, look at you in Eve's costume, except for the chain.

This time I did not think to mind. It seemed that the most insurmountable thing had already happened. Objecting is tantamount to stopping halfway. The border is over. The rite is completed.

He slapped his palm on my bare ass.

• Well, let's go! ..