Eviction...Part 2, a short story by Eliza. Date added: 2012-08-28. Times viewed: 5081.
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- Intro: suck, bi, bdsm, first bj, further punishments, admissions to M
Amanda woke up the next morning, slid out of Suz's bed, tiptoed to her room, closed the door and took a shower. A very quick, tepid shower. Quickly dried and dressed, and then she stood in front of the full length mirror, and almost cried. She knew that Suz, her Master until she learned several major life lessons, and was released, was absolutely correct.
She went into the kitchen and as breakfast was cooking, she went into the closet and lifted down their trays setting everything on the kitchen counter. Amanda's father traveled a lot now that she and her brother Andy had moved out. He had always been in management but when his kids were growing up he believed that he was needed just as much as mom to help raise their children so he had refused any more than fifty hour weeks, and the extra ten was worked on his schedule.
He was a master craftsman and had taught Andy, Amanda, and mom. Suz was as fascinated with the farm as with the woodwork. Her dad would bring her over Friday night, and everyone would have lessons together. Suz's dad had made a beautiful liquor cabinet in high school and a few other pieces that he'd given away. Many times, Suz's brother Richard would join them.
Richard had always been Amandas idea of marriage material. Tall, handsome, intelligent. Amanda didn't know it but Richard was the very first guy she'd ever had. It was really hard to get away for any length of time without being questioned, or caught. At 13, Richard was almost 6' tall, played on the football, basketball, soccer and track teams.
One night when Suz and Richard and her dad came over, her mom was medicated and in bed. Amanda had asked her dad as they were all headed out to the workshop if perhaps Richard could help her move those boxes that mom wanted out of the attic and he'd smiled and told her that was a great idea.
Amanda had stopped at the back of the boxes, by the wall, and standing very close to Richard she put her hands on his face and kissed him. Just like he'd taught her. Full open mouth on his, tongue sliding and caressing, her arms wrapped around his neck, only tonight she was sliding and rocking her hips against him.
Richard had been surprised but at 13 he wasn't stopping it. Her hands had slid down his back, squeezed his butt, and one hand slid down his leg, in front between his legs before he stopped kissing her. He asked her if she had any idea just what she was doing. Amanda had slid her tongue over her lips as she'd seen a woman do in a Playboy magazine.
She told him that she did know what she was doing to him because he was doing the same thing to her. Her hand lifted his under her blouse to her breast and he felt her hard nipple. As he played with her breasts Amanda told him that they really didn't have much time, and tonight was about him. Licking her lips as he watched, she told him that she was really hoping that he'd allow her to, give him, inhaled breath, a blow job.
Richard wasn't exactly shocked as much as very surprised. Hell, he told her that he'd really love one, from her, and slid his jeans down, and sat on the bench. Amanda licked his swollen head a few times and then wrapped her lips around it and began moving up and down. Richard just watched as she took more and more of him into her beautiful mouth until he realized that he was about to cum. His hands wrapped into her hair and he fucked her mouth a few times before he was cumming, Amanda was trying to swallow as much as she could but it was soooo salty and gooey, and there was just so much. She felt him pulling out, his finger rubbed against her chin, and he slid it in her mouth. Three more times and he collapsed against the wall.
They heard a tingling and realized they'd better get busy before both dads appeared. Amanda had just lowered the last box down when her dad appeared. Finding everything finished he told them to go get a drink, they appeared to have worked much harder than he'd expected. They each grabbed a glass of water and went to the workshop.
Amanda placed everything on Suz's tray and walked it into her. She sat the tray down and sat beside Suz. Rubbing Suz's neck she told her good morning, breakfast is here, it's 6:15 Master. Suz sat up and received her tray full of soft eggs, sausage, and a piece of cinnamon bread with butter. Hot tea with condiments. On her beautiful tray. Looking at Amanda she asked if she'd eaten yet. No ma'am. Then you may go back to the kitchen and have 1 cup of wheaties with 1 cup of milk. Clean things up and get back in here, my body is awaiting you.
Amanda ate and cleaned the kitchen as Suz ate and took a nice hot shower. Suz had just stepped out of the shower when Amanda stepped in, reached for the bath towel and dried her Master off. Suz had enjoyed this very much, sat down on the stool, leaned back, spread her legs, and said, suck me off bitch.
Amanda kneeled and leaned down, inhaling, licking up and down, all around, slid her lips around that hard, hot, juicy clit and sucked, listening to her Master scream quietly in pleasure, as she rocked against Amandas mouth. Sliding two fingers deep inside she began fucking her Master, hard deep thrusts, teeth nipping her hard clit. Suz's hands gripped Amandas head and held her right there as her body spasmed in intense pleasure. Amanda was stroking her tongue from Suz's ass crack to the top, each time either blowing over her clit, or nipping it until she heard the moan and felt even more fluid running down her chin. Her tongue slid up and as she heard a gasped yes her teeth began nipping that hard clit until she heard a long moan and then she was lapping up all of those wonderful juices. Then, holding her ass apart Amanda began lapping up and down Suz's ass crack, sliding her tongue in every other time. Suz was moaning, saying yes, yes, yes, over and over. Suz pulled her face up against her tightly and Amandas tongue slid in as far as she could get it as Suz squealed in intense pleasure. Suz moved her hand next to her, Amandas tongue slid out, in and out four more times, licked everywhere and she slid back just enough to lean down, the side of her face on the floor, hands together behind her back.
Suz silently finished her ablutions, walked out of the bathroom and dressed. Amanda cleaned up the bathroom, brushed her teeth, took another look at herself, grinning from ear to ear.
Suz asked Amanda just why she was grinning like that, you are in your training period, for the second time. Go to my closet and get my leather strap, and your gag with the 4" cock attached. Stiffening, she says yes ma'am and enters the closet. She has trouble opening the case with the gag as she's wondering just what Suz, oh no, her Master is going to do to her.
She steps out, and freezes. Jerry is there. A wicked grin on his face. Looking farther she sees her Master, waiting. Walking a straight line has her walking right against Jerrys legs. She hears him say, oh yeah bitch, you deserve this.
She kneels on one knee and presents her items, eyes downcast. As her Master removes the items she states that Jerry is here, and will remain here to do anything that I say. Jerry shoves the gag over Amandas mouth, pushing hard, releasing, over and over as Amanda gags, slowing down with each thrust remaining in her throat longer, and then he kneels in front her and shoves his hard cock straight down her throat, cumming. He pulls out and shoves the gag back in, attaches the straps and leans down over Amandas shoulders with his arms.
Master tells Amanda that she had tried with 5 of everything. That is no where near enough. From this point on each 'correction' will be with 5, times 5. 25! Of anything that I choose. Perhaps you will pay attention, and learn.
Master than tells Jerry that he is to count each stroke, out loud. You are not to move. You will count, 1 thank you Master, and on.
The leather strap makes a delicious sound as it strikes against Amandas ass. 1 thank you Master. Each crack of the strap slowly has it moving from the left hip to the right, a bright red stain building. At 12 Suz stops and listens in the silence, no not silent any longer as Amanda is sniffling and crying. 13 begins the move from the right hip to the left. At 24 Suz moves over and 25 cracks right down the center of Amandas ass.
Suz tells Jerry that he may look, but not touch that fresh red ass. She kneels onto her right knee and removes the gag. Wipes Amandas face and asseses things. She pulls some of Amandas hair and lifts her head up, tells her that she has exactly ten minutes to get herself together and then she is going to pack her room following Jerry's directions, exactly. There will be no discussions, period. You may only kneel, and beg Jerry to request my permission for a bathroom break. Lunch is in four hours. Your room will be spotless before 8:00 pm, that includes your steam cleaning your carpet. You will be sleeping on the linoleum kitchen floor until we move. Neither one of you is to touch the other.
Suz walks out of the room leaving the door wide open. Getting in the kitchen, she places her hands together on the refrigerator, places herself up against it, and grins like a cheshire cat. Fuck, Amanda fully deserved that. And now she had Jerry too. Yes, poor little Jerry who can't help but come in less than five minutes. Well, that was his to be his first training. Stepping away from the fridge she promised herself that if she couldn't train Jerry by the following Saturday night, midnight, she would call her personal Master, M, and beg him to help her, yes, she would submit to Anything for M's personal training.
Suz went to the end of the counter, picked up the phone, and dialed M's number. She paid for a private line to M's, it had a unique ring so that M would know it was her. He could use that line for any call, any where, any time that he wanted. For her last transgression, having to admit, and beg for his assistance in paying no more than than the $25.00 monthly phone charge, he had agreed. She had not been allowed any sex, nothing of any kind for 30 days. If she came spontaneously, she was to stop immediately and call him, on her line, she was to leave a detailed message of exactly where she was at the time, what she was doing, who was with her, anything and everything. She had cum five times. Each time was within sixty minutes of one of M's raunchy, teasing phone calls to her. He had made her go to her car, drive to wherever he was, knock on his front door, and kneel with her long hair hanging down over the top of her head. Whoever opened his door would wrap her hair around his hand tightly and drag her if need be to wherever M wanted her. But it had been worth it. She had learned so much about herself. And about M. It was upon his order that she herself become a Master. And her first slave was to be Cindy.
M himself answered, how are you my little Suzie slut? I, I, I am alright, thank you for asking Master. Three I's Suzie, I beg to differ, tell me. It's Amanda Sir. She has not been paying the rent. She is completely broke. We are being, evicted Sir. We must have everything out by March 5th, midnight or anything still in the apartment becomes the apartments. And Sir, I have just had to severely punish her, she must have her room packed, spotless, and carpet cleaned by 8:00 tonight, she will be sleeping on the kitchen floor until we move, with only a blanket. She is not allowed to cum, period until I say she may. I also Sir, I have taken a new slave. Without even asking you, or having been granted your permission. He is Jerry Sir, a downstairs tenant.
After a brief hesitation, M tells Suzie that he is very pleased that she called him. Yes, it is obvious that many mistakes have been made by all of you, and you will each need to learn how to avoid those mistakes in the future. However, you have handled things so far very well. We will discuss this on your deck, at 3:00. You are to go to your room and rest. Put your headphones on and listen to the sounds of the ocean waves. Remember our time on the yacht together. Remember everything Suzie. But be ready for me. 3:00.
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