Pussy, cock and wax | Sara's Slave Training 9 | bdsm stories

When the girl woke up the following morning, she looked around her and she realized that she was not in the small chamber that she had occupied the previous night.

"Is this where… I mean, where am I?" she said, not to anyone in particular, but, when she looked to the side, she realized that the count was sitting next to her bed and watching her. She looked at him and then looked at the Morbihan crest that was behind the bed.

Looking back at Robert, she said. "'Is this your chamber, sir?"

"'It is," he said. "I have been waiting for you to wake up."

"You have?" she asked, with a pleased note in her voice. Then, with some trepidation, she added. "Have I… displeased you in any way, Master?"

He shook his head and there was a little smile on his lips as he said, "You have not displeased me at all, Sarah. At this point I doubt that you could displease me."

'"Wh-what do you mean?" she asked, trying to sit up on the bed, but becoming aware of the pain in her pussy.

He pressed a gentle hand against her breasts and said. "Lie down and remain quiet."

She relaxed under the thick and lush blankets. Then she looked up at him and he knew that she still had the same question. He also knew that she deserved an explanation from him as to why she was in his chamber, when the previous day she had been a slave.

"I have checked out your father's family," he said in a soft voice.

"Checked out?" she asked. "What do you mean by that?"

"The St. Cere name was unknown to me. But, apparently your great-grandfather had changed the spelling of his name from Sancerre. He was the second son of the Duke of Grande Poitrine. Apparently it was because of his disdain for his older brother who succeeded to the title of duke, that your great-grandfather not only left the country, but changed his name.

"Since he was out of contact with his family completely in those years, he had no idea that his elder brother was killed in a duel and left no heir to the throne.

“Therefore, your father is actually the Duke of Grande Poitrine! That makes you worthy to be my wife, Sarah!” he cried out as he took her into his arms.

She wrapped her arms around her cousin’s back and she hugged him very tight. But then she whispered in his ear, “Wh-what about my slavery? What about my wanting to serve you?”

He kissed her hand on the lips and then he pulled his lips away to say, “All that I have taught you will prove to be valuable training for you when you are my wife!"

The fabulous wedding was held in the castle at Morbihan. Naturally the girl’s parents flew all the way from the United States in order to watch her being married.

Not only were they thrilled at the fact that their daughter was going to be a countess, but they were shocked by the change in the girl.

As soon as they arrived at the castle, their daughter ran out to meet them. There was a glistening and fresh look on her face that was unlike any that they had seen before.

No longer did she seem like a jaded and cynical girl who was defensive well beyond her years. She seemed like a lovely and happy girl who was pleasant to be with.

They would never have guessed that the change in their daughter had been caused by her willingness to submit to the enslavement of the handsome count who was her cousin.

After the wedding was over, the count carried his bride up to their chambers. He pushed open a door and the girl smiled as she said, "But this is an empty room."

"I happen to like empty rooms. Don't you?" he said as he tossed her to the floor.

The girl looked around and suddenly realized that the room wasn't completely empty.

There were some clamps on the floor that would fit perfectly around her arms and thighs.

She remained lying there while her new husband fit the two clamps around her arms and then fit the other two clamps down around her thighs. She was shivering and looking up at him with trepidation

Then he went calmly into the other room. When he returned he was as naked as she was. He knelt on the floor next to her with a strange contraption next to him There was a candle that was underneath a can. On top of the can, he had another little thing which he took off and began to attach to the girl s body.

It was a funnel, one end of which went into her pussy lips and the other end of which stuck up, allowing something to be poured directly into her cunt.

When he aimed the hose that stuck out from the can toward the top of the funnel and then lit the candle that was under the can, the girl looked at him with a worried expression.

She remained silent, but when he looked into her face he could tell that she was troubled about what was going to happen. With a little laugh, he said, "This will be fitting for the new Countess De Morbihan."

The girl could feel the rush of something that was liquid and yet thick as it pushed through the funnel and into her pussy slit. She gasped and she tensed up her entire body.

It was flaming hot and almost as soon as it hit her cunt flesh she could feel it thickening in a very strange manner. She could not do anything at all because of the bonds she was in.

Then the man pushed some more of the liquid into her pussy and soon he pulled the nozzle out of the funnel and pushed away the contraption that was spewing out the flaming liquid.

Reaching down he took the funnel off the girl's pussy slit and then he stood over her for a moment as he said, "It is the custom that the wife of a count must be a virgin on her wedding night."

"Y-you took every virginity that I had," the girl answered, weakly.

Chuckling, the man said. “Yes, I did, didn’t I? But I have just given you a new virginity. Can you feel it hardening and pulling at the flesh that is inside of you?"

She nodded her head and said, "Is that going to harden my whole pussy?”

Shaking his head, he said, "Don't worry, it is a virginity that my cock can smash through."

As he started to remove the bonds from her arms and thighs, he said, "It is only wax and it will create an artificial hymen for you. I thought that would give a festive touch to our honeymoon."

The girl felt relieved after the man told her that, but she still felt a terrible itching in her pussy. She began to get up once he had removed the bonds from her arms and legs, but her new husband said. "Flip over."

Without even thinking, she got onto her stomach and then he put the bonds back in place, attaching the arms in a spread position and her legs in a spread position as well.

But, once she was locked down like that, she looked over her shoulder and said. ''Y-you don't have to put the wax up my… That would be too horrible!"

Laughing in a loud and raucous way, the man said, "You must watch out what you say to me, precious! You shouldn't go around giving me ideas of what to do to you."

Then she saw him bringing something else into the room. It looked like a small barbecue pit. She could see that there was heat rising from the pit and she knew that there were hot coals in the thing that the man was carrying.

What horrified the girl was that there was the handle of something long that was sticking out of the barbecue pit and she felt terrified that she was going to feet the heat of the thing.

Then he pulled the branding iron out of the barbecue pit and the girl looked at it. She could see that it was a coat of arms and she recognized it as the one that was hanging down in the grand chamber of his castle.

There was a white unicorn rampant on a red field and there were three ermine spots above that were black and white. She shuddered with fear at the approaching heat.

"You know that this is necessary,” he said in a soft, yet firm voice. “Then you will truly be my possession and every man who sees this from here on will know it!”

"Yes, master…" The girl said, trying to hold back the whimpers of terror that she felt growing inside of her.

With a swift move, the man pressed the branding iron down against the center of the girl’s right ass cheek. He held it in place as he watched the girl’s fleshy asscheeks clasping together tightly in reaction to the attack.

Three minutes later as the girl was still trying to get rid of the tension that had locked her ass cheeks together, she felt a strange pressure.

Looking her over her shoulder, she realized that her new husband was not only massaging her ass cheeks to try to help her calm the tension, he was also bandaging the brand that he had left upon her, permanently marking her as his property.

When he saw that she was looking at him, he detached the bonds that were holding her in place and he lifted her up in his arms.

Then he carried her through the door to the next chamber. The girl found it impossible to keep track of all of the different chambers that were surrounding her.

She was now in a room that was covered with dark red curtains. The man put her down on a granite stand and then he pressed his body down on top of her.

"To me, this wax shall feel just like your cherry would feel!" he said with a smile.

Then he pressed the flared head of his cock against the girl's pussy lips and he began to work his way into her. He could not even get his hard-on in between the cunt lips because of the pressure of the wax that he had poured into her body.

All of the wax had completely hardened and the girl could feel the cock pushing forward at the wax as the man tried to get into her cunt.

Finally his cock was shoved forward with all of the strength that the man could gather into his hips and his thighs. He shoved right through the thick layer of wax and then his cock pushed some of the chipped pieces of wax further into the hot hole.

The girl could feel the sharp shards of wax grating against her flesh. As Robert's cock pulled back across the pussy flesh, she could feel the bits of broken wax that had been caught behind the flare of the man's cock head,

The wax scraped along the moist walls of flesh and dug into the girl's body.

When the man pushed into her again, she could feel the wax moving into her slit once more. But, a strange thing was happening. The combination of the hot friction of the fucking as well as the warm flow of pussy juice that was mixing with the pre-cum of the cock, was making the sharp bits of wax melt.

After a few more fucking strokes, as the man pulled his cock out of the girl's pussy, he left a great puddle on the floor between her legs.

This time he did not have any virgin blood in the puddle, but he did have a thick flow of melted wax that had dribbled out of the girl’s slit and mixed with the pussy juice.

He started to fuck her even harder and longer. He was pulling his cock out of her pussy all the way so that only his cock head was still in between her cunt lips.

Then he would slam the entire length of his dick into her cunt with one vicious move.

But as he continued to fuck her in that way at a great speed, he could feel a thickness that was growing in the girl's pussy flesh. Her cunt was growing thick with cream and the flesh, which had been normal at the start of the fucking, was having an erection of its own.

Soon the walls of flesh had grown so thick around the invading cock that the man could not continue to fuck the girl at the same speed.

Each time that he was pushing his dick into her pussy, he was shoving through the confining flesh that was keeping him from reaching his goal as quickly.

He was actually pushing the flesh out of the way in order to get into the pussy, since the cunt walls, in growing thick, had virtually grown together.

And then, in the midst of those wild fucking strokes, he slammed in one hard stroke and the girl knew that it was the end. She felt her cunt flesh wrapping tightly around his cock and she knew that she was about to have her spasm of pussy juice.

But, just then, the man cried out, "I don't want you to cum yet!'"

He looked down at Sarah's face and he saw the perspiration that was on her brow. She looked up at him, her eyes wide and misty, and she simply nodded.

Robert smiled serenely. He really had trained the girl very well and he was making the best of the training that he had given her.

He started to fuck slowly in and out of the pussy of the woman who was his wife and his slave at the same time. Then she was raising her hips to meet his fucking strokes.

She could feel the perspiration that was on his chest and it was making his hairy chest stick to her beautifully rounded breasts.

"What are you?" he asked her, as he continued to fuck slowly in and out of her pussy.

"I am your possession," the girl said in a soft voice that was more than a little hoarse.

"And why are you my possession?" he asked her, still maintaining the same tempo.

"Because… because you want me to be," she said, knowing that answer would please him.

"And why do you think that I want you to be my possession?" Robert asked the girl.

Her expression was blank. That was a question that she could not answer. She did not dare say that she was worthy of him. She had learned to be submissive to the man and she knew that it would be unforgivable for her to think that she was worthy.

When she did not reply to him, Robert began to fuck her pussy a little harder, turning his hips from one side to the other so that his cock head was slapping against the delicate cunt flesh that was on all the different sides of her pussy.

"Why is it that you are willing to be my possession?" he asked, since she had not answered the previous question.

She turned slightly red in the face as she said. "I-I love you, Robert."

In all the time that they had been together that was the one declaration that she had not spoken. It was also the one thing that she had not heard from him.

He kissed her on the side of the lips, very lightly, and she smiled a soft smile.

Then the man's voice was rough as he said, "And why do you think that I want you for my possession? Why do you think that I have been willing to give up everything else?

I have even sent Veronique away! I have even decided to commit myself only to you!

Why do you think I have done that?"

She moved her lips, but no words came out. Then, she finally said, "I-I don't dare to say it."

"I love you, my dear Sarah. I love you!'' the man said as a whisper.

She tossed her legs up in the air and wrapped them around his body as if she were trying to pull him into her cunt even further.

When she pressed her bare heels down against the man's ass cheeks, she could feel the movements that he was making in and out of her pussy. Each time that he pushed his cock into her body, she could feel the ass cheeks clenching together and each time that he pulled his cock back from her cunt, his ass cheeks relaxed again.

But, with her heels pressing down on his ass, she was urging him to wilder fucking movements.

In the midst of that, the perspiration standing out on the man's brow, he said "You realize, of course, that now that I have sent the other girls away, you will be the only slave to service the meetings of the secret society when they come here?"

"I am your wife and your slave!" she cried out, aware of the burning sensation in her pussy as his cock slid back and forth at a frantic tempo. "You know that I will do whatever you tell me to do!"

"I want you to cum!" he said, staring right into her eyes as he continued to pound at her pussy. Then he shouted out, “Right now!”

As soon as the second word was out of his mouth it was drowned out by a groaning and grunting sound from the beautiful blonde girl who was quivering underneath him.

He could feel the thickening in her cunt flesh that was clasping around his hard-on and sucking it in. It was the sensation that he wanted to feel and it had come at precisely the moment he had chosen. Sarah really was going to follow his precise instructions for ever more.

With his cock all the way inside of her cunt and the pussy flesh pressing down all around his organ, quivering liquidly around the engorged shaft, he shot his load into her slit.

Splash after splash of the hot liquid seared at the tender flesh of the girl's pussy. And her cunt flesh responded by drooling its own thick liquid along the invading cock shaft.

After the moment of orgasmic delight that they shared, Robert slowly slid his cock out of the girl's wonderful twat. There was a little stream of cum that trickled down into the crack of her ass.

''You respond well," Robert said, his dark eyes twinkling as he looked at his new wife.

Sarah's heart leaped up when she heard that. It was all that she wanted to hear.

But, when the man saw the pleased expression on her face, he knew that a new slave had to be kept in her place, so he added, "But there is still a great deal that you have to learn.

“There will come a time when your slavery is so complete that I can command you to have an orgasm from the opposite side of the room without putting a hand on your body."

Her eyes were wide as she said, "Sir, can we start practicing that now?"

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