VI
I was already sore, and it got worse. I could wiggle a little, but that really didn't relieve my aches much. Also, I felt gross and filthy. Mistress' piss cooled quickly, and I was shivering from the chill. My chest was covered in the delivery boy's cum. I heard Mistress draw a bath. I was extremely envious, but I was resigned to laying here for several hours, and I tried to relax the best I could.
About twenty minutes later, though, I heard footsteps on the stairs. I looked up to see Mistress at the base of the stairs. She was nude, and she was breath taking. Her beauty instantly warmed me, and I forgot my pains. "Mistress, you are beautiful."
As she walked towards to me she said, "Why thank you very much slave. You, however, smell. In fact, you quite literally, stink. You are very lucky that I am feeling compassionate today. I've decided that since you do not know how to keep yourself clean, I will teach you how to bathe."
She untied my arms and I thanked her while I rubbed my wrists to encourage circulation. Mi-stress unstrapped my legs and helped my off of the table. I was very unsteady, and she held onto my arm to support me.
"Feeling better?"
"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."
"Good, now let's go upstairs." With one hand she picked up a few of the items from the package she had received, and she continued to support me with her other hand as I stumbled up the stairs. She led me into the bath room. She helped me into her bath water. Although it was luke-warm, to me it was heavenly.
"Now slave, I'm only going to show you this once." She took a bar of soap and started to lather my tits. Instantly my nipples hardened. "You see, your nipples like to be clean."
"Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress." I moaned in pleasure. She continued down my torso, and soon she was at my crotch. She started to gently rub my labia.
I started to pant. "Oh thank you, Mistress." Suddenly, an orgasm shook my body.
She removed her hand. "Did you just cum slut?"
"Y . . . y . . . yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress."
She slapped me. "Did you ask me if you could cum?"
"N . . . n . . . no, Mistress"
She slapped me again. "Did I give you permission to cum?"
"N . . . n . . . no, Mistress"
She slapped me once more. "You have a great deal to learn. From now on you will ask for my permission to cum. If I do not give you permission, you will not cum, and if you disobey me, you will be punished. Do you understand whore?" She slapped me again.
"Yes, Mistress."
"You must be an idiot. I've given you a few simple rules, and you continue to break them. I am much too lenient with you. Here I am, bathing you, my slave, and you have the audacity to cum without my permission."
She returned her attention to my groin. She rubbed the bar of soap over my pussy and started to lather it up. "As a whore, you must learn the value of cleanliness, especially this little cunt of yours. No man will ever want to fuck it, and he certainly will not want to pay to fuck it, if your pussy is as nasty as it was today."
As I mentioned before, I have always been meticulous in my hygiene, and her comments embar-rassed me greatly. I was also afraid that she might serious about making me a whore. The pain in my cheek was soon replaced be an increasing pleasure from my pussy. "Mistress, may I cum?"
She removed her hand and stood. "No, you may not. I'm going to get dressed. You will finish washing yourself. Make sure you wash all of that disgusting piss and cum off of yourself, paying particular attention to your hair. When you have finished, you may get out, dry yourself and use the toilet. Do you have any questions?"
"No, Mistress."
"Very good. When you are finished, wait here for me. You have half an hour." With that she turned and left me alone.
I washed myself, then soaked for about ten minutes. While I lay there, I started to daydream about my experiences over the past day. Although it seemed like weeks, Mistress had been with me for a little over a day, and I had been her slave for only a few short hours. Without realizing it my hand had dropped to my pussy and I started to masturbate.
Mistress's voice brought me back to the present. "If I ever find you touching yourself, much less masturbating without my permission, I will tan your hide so hard you'll wish you've never been born."
I quickly got out of the bath and started drying myself. After I was dry, I cleaned the bath room. I was scrubbing the toilet when I felt Mistress' presence behind me.
"Very good. A slave showing some initiative. Very good. Just remember not to overstep your position. Stand and face me."
I stood and turned. She stood before me in a nurse's uniform. The contrast between her black skin and the snow white outfit literally took my breath away.
"It is time for your examination. All new slaves must be certified as to their cleanliness, general health status, and chastity. Follow me into the examination room."
She led me to the center of the bedroom. "Stand there. During my examination, I will be asking you some questions. It is imperative that you answer them truthfully and completely telling me all of the details. Do you have any questions?"
"No, Ma'am."
She started looking through my hair. "First, we'll check for lice. Have you ever been fucked by a man?"
"No, Ma'am."
"Have you ever given a blow job?"
"Ma'am?"
"Have you ever manipulated a man's cock - you do know what a cock is, don't you."
"Yes, Ma'am, I know what a cock is." Now she moved to my eyes - staring deeply into each.
"Have you ever manipulated a man's cock in your mouth until he's cum?"
"No, Ma'am."
"Open your mouth. Have you ever fantasized about giving a man a blow job?" Now she peered down my throat.
"No, Ma'am."
"Have you ever had a man's cock in your mouth?"
"Yes, Ma'am. Today I cleaned a man's cock after he came."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"No, Ma'am, it was slimy."
"Have you ever had anything up your asshole?"
"No, Ma'am."
"Have you ever fantasized about having your ass fucked?" She finished with my head, and her hands moved to my tits.
"No, Ma'am."
She started to knead my tits. "Has anyone done this to your tits before?"
"Yes, Ma'am, several men have fondled my tits before."
"Did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Have any other women groped your tits?"
"No, Ma'am."
"Do you enjoy it when I touch your tits?"
"Yes Ma'am, I enjoy it very much." She squeezed my tits hard.
"Do you like it rough?"
I winced, "No, Ma'am, not really."
She started sucking on my nipples. "Has anyone sucked on your tits before?"
"No, Ma'am."
"Do you enjoy it when I suck on your tits?"
"Oh yes, Ma'am, I enjoy it very, very much."
She continued to suckle my nipples. About three minutes later I felt an orgasm approaching. "Mistress, may I cum."
"Yes slave, you may cum."
"Oh thank you, Mistress," I sang out. My body convulsed in a mild orgasm.
She pushed me over to the bed where I fell onto it.
She cupped her hand onto my pussy. "Has anyone done this to you before?"
"Yes, Ma'am, Robert has groped me through my clothes."
"But no one has touched you like I am now."
"No, Ma'am."
"Have you ever masturbated?"
"Yes, Mistress, I was masturbating in the tub today."
"Was that your first time?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Has anyone ever seen you nude like this?"
"No, Ma'am."
She knelled onto the floor in front of me. Her mouth found my pussy. She started to lick my pussy. "You need not ask permission to cum."
In the next ten minutes I must have cum a dozen times, each one a bit more savage. She stopped abruptly.
"On your knees, slave," She panted. She slipped off her skirt and took my place on the bed. She threw her legs wide open.
"You know what to do."
I dove in. She tasted even more delicious than I remembered. She was insatiable, and I was voracious. She grabbed my head in her hands and started rubbing her pussy and clit with my face.
Finally, after a particularly violent orgasm, she pushed my head to arms length.
"Robert will be here soon. You are glowing, in fact you look angelic. You are, however, supposed to be sick, so we'll have to do something about that. Now get into bed."
She stood and I climbed into the bed. "Turn over, put your hands together behind you back." She took a stocking from the floor and tied my wrists together.
"Thank you, Mistress."
She took a rope, looped it around my ankle then ran it to the corner of the bed and tied it off. She did the same to my other ankle. My legs were now spread eagled. She slapped one of my cheeks, then the other.
"Thank you, Mistress."
"That adds a little colour to your face." She placed a bag on the bedside table. From it she re-moved a spring loaded clothespin. Although my nipples were hard, she tweaked them and I think they actually got harder. She clipped a clothespin onto each nipple.
"Oh, ouch. Th . . . th . . . thanks, Mistress."
"Does that hurt slave?" She asked sarcastically.
"Yes, Mistress," I stammered.
"Do you want me to hurt you more?"
"No, Mistress."
"Of course not. Thank you for answering me truthfully. I am going to teach you to welcome pain. You see, I think you are a masochist. I am going to teach you to receive pleasure from pain." She proceeded to put a half a dozen clothespins on my each of my boobs.
"Your tits are beginning to look like porcupines." She squeezed the clothespin on my left nipple. It hurt so much I started to cry. "My god, you are so beautiful." She kissed me harder and deeper than anyone had ever kissed me.
She paused to look at me, then she let go of the clothespin. She started licking the tears off of my face. "You are so delicious; I don't think I will ever tire of you." She started kneading my labia. Once they were engorged with blood she attached clothespins to them also. She lowered her head to my crotch and started flicking my clit with her tongue.
"Thank you, Mistress." In spite of the pain, I was getting really hot!
Then I saw her hand reach for a clothespin. She attached the pin onto my clit. “NoooooOOOOO!!!" I had never felt such pain in my life. I started bucking violently. "MY GOD, MISTRESS!! PLEASE TAKE IT OFF! MISTRESS, PLEASE!!!" Tears were streaming from my eyes.
"Okay, if you're going to whine so." She removed the pin.
"Oh thank you so much, Mistress," I sobbed.
There was a knock on the front door. Mistress covered me with the comforter. It was so bulky that one could not tell that my body held two dozen or so clothespins. Mistress quickly pulled on her skirt and once again licked off my tears.
"Now you certainly look like you've suffered a breakdown."
She left me, returning a short time later leading Robert. "You can see that she's been hit hard."
Robert sat on the edge of the bed causing the comforter to pull tight. That caused many of the clothespins to move. I sucked in a deep breath, squeezed my eyes together, and tried to keep from crying.
May explained, "The doctor thinks she may have some sort of rash that is making her skin super sensitive."
Robert ignored her. "How are you doing dear?"
"I'm fine Robert, I‟m just very tired. The doctor says that I've been working too hard and that if I get some rest I'll be okay."
He leaned over and gave me a kiss. It only reinforced what a shitty kisser he was, and how much I wanted Mistress.
We sat and talked for a while, all the time I kept thinking about how I wanted him to leave so that I could be alone with Mistress. Every once and a while Mistress would come over and adjust the covers saying something to distract Robert. She would then tweak one of the clothespins causing me to wince.
Finally Mistress stood and said, "I think that's enough for one night." She escorted him out.
She returned saying, "I just don't know what you see in that man."
"I don't know any more, either."
She threw back the comforter and started removing the clothespins.
"Argh! Thank you, mistress. Oh! Ouch!"
"As you're finding out, the rush of blood back into a body part causes as much, or even more pain than when the blood flow was stopped."
I was sobbing gently as she finished. She stripped off her clothes, and then she released my hands and feet. She climbed in bed with me and cuddled up behind me. She cupped my breasts in her hands, took my nipples in her fingers and twisted.
I started crying. It excited her. "Yes dear. You make me so hot." She ground her pussy into my ass, and before long she came. To my surprise, I came at the same time. I fell asleep in her arms.