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I did, although suddenly I was afraid that I’d been too proud, too angry, too conflicted to please him.

“The rule tonight is submission. Unless I ask you to speak, don’t. Not a word. That clear?”

I nodded.

I could see that the darker fire in him still burned hot, which made my crotch throb anew. But despite that fire, he remained coolly in control and I realized that I was not about to have him – not yet. My trials at the shack were hardly over.

He yanked on the leather, pulling me up to the porch and into the shack. Gus followed while the two stablemen stayed outside.

Once inside, I continued to crawl at Reggie’s side until we reached the fireplace, where he tied the leather leash to a bolt embedded in the mortar. I sat and waited, suddenly feeling a desperate need to pee. However, on orders not to speak I had no way to let them know. After some minutes passed Reggie sensed my need, and untying the tether, he led me to a small bath at the back of the shack where I peed, then cleaned myself and took care of my needs as best I could.

When I returned to the room, the table was set – for two. There at the fireplace where I was again tied, a bowl of food sat waiting.

“Eat, you must be starving.”

I stared down at the food, suddenly overcome by emotion. My eyes pooled with tears and a swarm of feelings ganged up on me all at once – humiliation, fear, lust, dread and then a rush of sensation I cannot describe. As that sensation traveled through me, it electrified each part of me and then settled into a dull aching, longing in my abdomen.

“Eat,” he repeated.

I wasn’t the least bit hungry, in fact, the sight of the food almost made me nauseous. But in order not to upset the man in charge, I picked up a piece of bread and began nibbling. The two men ignored me while they ate, which was a welcome relief. For the first time in what seemed like hours, no one paid attention to me. No sidelong glances, no orders or scowling remarks. The respite was refreshing.

I ate sparingly, filling my stomach enough to settle the ongoing jitters and apparently enough to please Reggie.

When I was done, I sat with my back to the wall to ease the cramping in my legs, and watched as the two men cleared the table of dishes, although they were in no particular hurry to get on with whatever they had planned. I must have waited over an hour as the two men methodically went about their business, which included spending what must have been at least thirty minutes on the porch smoking and talking in low voices so I couldn’t hear them. Waiting was unbearable.

When the pair returned, Reggie untied me, ordering me to stand. Then he pulled the table close and pushed me forward over the side.

“I hadn’t intended to do this, but judging by your fitful surrender out back, it seems you lack a clear appreciation of what it means to submit. Hopefully, when I’m done with you today, you’ll understand what I mean.”

He nodded to Gus, then the two proceeded to bind me over the table top with my ankles cuffed and my legs secured at one end of the table, and my arms likewise tethered to the other end. Reggie began the punishment by smacking my ass with his hand, and when that hand was too sore to continue he handed me over to Gus who used a wooden paddle on the same sore flesh.

It was all I could do to keep from crying out. Surely I moaned, and made every attempt to thwart the painful smacks of hand and paddle, but I was so securely tied that my efforts were no help at all. My backside was scorching hot from the top of my ass all the way to my lower thighs. I felt like an insubordinate woman getting the just desserts for her bad behavior – which in the scheme of things seemed rather appropriate considering the vulgar acts I’d been a part of that afternoon. Although I’m not sure that was how Reggie viewed my punishment.

I had no idea how much a paddling could hurt; it literally seared my behind, making it burn so hotly that in time I couldn’t imagine how I’d endure another smack – and yet, the two men were still not finished. The paddle was replaced by a leather belt, this time Reggie delivering the blows. Because it was Reggie, because it was my fierce desire to have him, I tried to make something pleasurable from all the pain, but by then my ass was too sore and my feelings too hurt to do anything but finally wail: “Oh please stop!” Tears streamed from my eyes and down my cheeks, and I succumbed to a series of gulping sobs.

Reggie grabbed my sore ass and squeezed it as if making a point. “Much better, Alex.” Just the feel of his firm touch was enough to cause my desire for him to build. I moaned, but not from pain, and wriggled my ass against his massaging palm. “My you are a slut, aren’t you?” he mocked.

I didn’t care what he called me at that point, the fire in my ass and his firm massage was too pleasing for me to protest a tiny little word like slut. I merely groaned again, hoping he would continue. But instead he backed away. “Grease her ass and grease it well.”

“Oh, dear God no.” The panicked whisper was out of my mouth before I could think to hold it back.

Even that small outburst earned another hard smack of Reggie’s hand. “If you have to protest, take it inside.” He fondled me more tenderly this time, but when his hand moved into my anal cleft as his massage continued, I immediately seized up realizing what would be happening next. “This doesn’t have to hurt. In fact, you might actually enjoy it if you allow yourself to relax and let go. May I suggest that you bear down and the entry will go much easier. It’s all about surrender.”

Relax. Surrender. The words meant little in the midst of my present fear. I didn’t think I could withstand another night of anal sex, but I knew my feelings about the matter counted for nothing. This was what I’d signed on for and this was what I’d endure. Doing my best to heed Reggie’s advice, I bore down as he suggested and relaxed the taut muscles, so that when Gus stepped in behind me and nudged the head of his cock at my backdoor, it entered without the searing pain I’d experienced before. Strange sensations filled my body, rich ones I recalled from that first night before the pain became unbearable. And as Gus began to move inside me, I could not ignore the fact that the anal taking was having the most incredible effect on my body. The lingering warmth from the punishment only made the act more electrifying, and my body more alive.

Again I was beset by conflicting emotions. The knowle

dge of my gross depravity stung me again with shame, but the feel of Gus relentlessly fucking my ass brought on the most wicked sexual sensations. I only wished I could have taken more pleasure in them. Suffice it to say, I endured, gasping and groaning and trying hard to ignore the fact that Reggie might well be right about the joys of anal sex. For a moment, just before he came, Gus drilled me hard, clutching my rear cheeks in his hands, and holding his groin tightly against my rear. His organ pulsed inside me, and for just a moment, I was swept with an unexpected feeling of bliss. Had I actually come?

When Gus finally pulled out, I looked up to see that the stablemen were there, viewing the scene as if they were ready to take another go at me. I almost lost my composure.

I looked toward Reggie begging him with my eyes. He looked back mildly amused. “Don’t worry, these two have had enough of you, I just wanted them to watch. Your ass can rest tonight, even if the rest of you will be working overtime.”

I hadn’t a clue what he meant by overtime until after the stablemen were dismissed and out the door, and the tethers that bound me to the table were untied. I hoped that his message meant that he would be next to have me.

“You think this is difficult. Wait until you’re bound face up.” There was a darkness in his eyes, something almost evil, and I responded with a shudder of concern – and desire. Reggie helped me from the table. My mind was a blur, my thoughts racing away in a dozen different directions. I had no idea what to think about all that had just happened.

“So,” Reggie turned to Gus, handing my tether back to his accomplice. “She’s yours for the rest of the night. Give her something special to remember.” Before I could really grasp what was happening, Reggie was out the door.

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