Rita was the last to arrive. The two of us were waiting for her in the room at our scheduled time, and she showed up a few minutes late. I had been looking forward to this all week and didn’t want it to end so soon. But I knew that there would be plenty more opportunities.
She walked into the room with an embarrassed look on her face. She had put some thought into what she was going to wear for this first meeting. This made me happy. I liked the outfit she had picked out.
It was not something that you often saw women wearing: a short black skirt, fishnet stockings, and a matching bra top. Her hair was done up in a ponytail. She still looked like the same innocent young girl we met on the beach several weeks ago.
“Hi,” she said timidly as she entered the room. She placed her bag on the table next to her chair and sat down. “I hope I’m dressed properly.”
“You’re perfect, Rita. You look amazing,” I told her sincerely. She blushed a little bit and asked if I wanted anything from the kitchen. As she left the room, I admired how good she looked.
I loved that she had decided to dress up. The fishnets accentuated her legs, and the bra top did wonders for her cleavage. When she returned a minute later, she was carrying two glasses filled with wine. We both took one without having to ask.
“So, do you have any questions for me?” she asked nervously.
“Not really,” I replied. “It’s nice to know who I’ll share my slave space with. What are your plans for today? Are you going to take care of the girls?”
She shook her head. “No, they went home with their parents early this morning. They’ve been here since Wednesday.”
“Oh, well, I guess that saves you some work. Do you mind if I watch while I finish off this glass of wine?”
She smiled and nodded her head. “That would be fine. I wouldn’t expect anything else from you.”
“Thanks,” I said as I finished the glass. Then I took another sip of wine before replying, “You don’t need to worry about doing too much for them, Rita. They’ll be taken care of. You can spend most of your days relaxing or watching TV.”
“But I will tell you right now that you will be punished for every infraction they have. If you feel like being a bad girl, you’re going to pay. And if they make mistakes, you’ll get punished. You’ll also have to clean the house and cook meals for us. I’ll give you a list of things I’d like you to keep stocked in the fridge.”
“But I have my own life, Steven!” she exclaimed. “I have a job, friends…a boyfriend! How am I supposed to live like that? I’m not a maid. I’m a college student!”
“You’re a slave now, Rita. That means no boyfriends. No girlfriends either. This is going to be your life. You’ll do whatever I say. Now, you may have a hard time believing this, but I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
“What makes you think that?” she said as she crossed her arms over her chest.
“Because I’ve never felt such a strong connection with anyone before. I can’t describe it to you. But I want to help you because I love you. You mean the world to me.”
“I don’t believe you,” she said.
“Well, maybe you should,” I countered. “Did you know I’ve had feelings for you since the first day you came to the beach? Did you know that I fantasized about you during my masturbation sessions? Did you know I dreamed of taking your virginity and making love to you until the sun rose?”
Rita gasped when I blurted out those words. “You don’t have to make promises like that to get me to do what you want. I’m already yours,” she replied.
“Yes, you are, Rita. But I want to make sure of that. Let’s see if you can handle living my lifestyle.”
“Whatever you say, Master,” she answered.
“Now, I’m going to punish you for being a bad girl by spanking your ass. Why don’t you take off your panties and bend over the couch?”
“Why do I have to undress before I’m punished?” she asked.
“This is your first punishment session, Rita. For now, you’ll be naked when you’re on the couch. Eventually, you’ll learn to keep yourself in order, and you won’t even need to be punished anymore.”
“I thought you said you wouldn’t hurt me,” she said.
“I won’t hurt you,” I repeated. “But I will discipline you. You’ll learn to accept that and understand why I’m doing it. You’re still a virgin, and you haven’t experienced much yet. But I think you’ll enjoy it. And at least this way, you’ll learn to behave and not cause me problems.”
“Just because I’m a virgin doesn’t mean I’m stupid,” she said. “I know what I’m doing.”
“Maybe you do,” I said. “But you don’t always do it right. I think you need to learn to follow instructions better. I’m going to teach you how to obey me.”
“Obey you?” she said. “You’re going to train me to be someone’s slave?! I can’t do that!”
“You’re a submissive, and you’ll learn to be obedient, Rita. Your natural instincts will eventually kick in, and you’ll start obeying me whether you want to or not.”
“And what if I don’t want to?” she retorted.
I leaned forward and reached for her arm. “Do you remember what I promised? If you do as I say, I won’t hurt you. You’re a submissive, and you’ll learn to like being a slave. In fact, you’ll probably prefer it. It’s fun. It’s exciting. I promise you that you won’t regret it.”
“Do you really believe that you won’t hurt me?” she asked. “You’re a stranger. Who are you to tell me to trust you?”
“I’m a friend of a friend, Rita. You came to me for advice. I helped you, and I genuinely care about you. I also promise that I won’t hurt you. I’m a Dominant and a sadist, but I’ll never abuse you. So, I’d appreciate it if you would listen to me.”
“Fine,” she said. “If you say so.”
Then she stood up and turned around. “What are you waiting for?” she asked.
I got up and headed towards the back of the room. There were two leather chairs in a row, facing each other. I sat down and pulled Rita onto my lap. Then, I grabbed her hands and pinned them over her head.
“You’re going to count each blow as I hit your ass,” I told her. “Don’t stop me. If you try to fight me, I’ll use the whip instead.”
“Okay,” she said.
I slowly ran my hand up her back and over her soft skin. Then I gently kissed her cheek and neck. When I moved my lips to her ear, she shivered.
“One…” I whispered.
I grabbed her hips and brought her closer so that her pussy was pressed against my crotch. Then I grabbed the front of her skirt and slid it up past her thighs. I could see her dark pubic hair peeking out between her legs.
“Two…”
I grabbed her panties and yanked them down her legs. I tossed them aside and then pushed Rita’s knees apart.
“Three…”
I smacked her ass, and she let out a cry. The sound echoed through the room.
“Four…”
I smacked her again, and her ass started to turn red.
“Five…”
I continued to slap her ass with my open palm.
“Six…”
The next five blows landed on the same spot on her bottom. By the time I hit six, her entire ass was bright red.
“Seven…”
Rita tried to cover herself with her hands and winced at the pain. I ignored her pleas and kept hitting her ass.
“Eight…”
By the time I reached eight, her whole body was shaking violently.
“Nine…”
Her breathing became ragged, and she bit her lower lip as she struggled against my hold. Her tears were falling down her cheeks.
“Ten…”
I stopped slapping her ass, and she immediately covered her pussy with her hands. She started crying uncontrollably.
“You’re going to be a good slave, and you’ll obey me,” I said. “You’ll do whatever I tell you to do. If you don’t, you’ll be punished. Understand?”
“Yes…” she sobbed. “I understand…”
“Good,” I said. “You’re going to be a very good slave. So you’ll want to avoid getting punished at all costs. You’re going to learn to behave.”
“Yes, Master,” she said.
I released her hands and stood up. I grabbed her by the shoulders and lifted her off the floor. Then I carried her to the couch. I laid her on her stomach and slid her panties the rest of the way off. Then I bent over and grabbed her ankles.
“This is going to hurt,” I warned.
“Please don’t do this!” she cried.
“I’m sorry, Rita. I didn’t want to have to do this,” I replied. “But you’ve been a bad girl.”
Then I grabbed the belt hanging on the back of the couch and swung it across her bare bottom. She screamed out in pain, and her whole body tensed.
“Oh god!” she shrieked as the second blow landed.
I quickly whipped her ass for five more strikes before stopping. I leaned over and picked her up. Then I carried her back to the bedroom and laid her on the bed. I pulled her panties off and tossed them aside. Then I took her wrists and tied them together above her head.
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