Well now that I have the girls back at the house I wasnt quite sure what to do with them or where to even start. The first lesson these girls needed to learn was that I was in control. I took all four of my attractive captives into one of the bedrooms and locked the door. I then went to the kennels and found four collars. In the stables I found a riding crop and a bullwhip. It was perfect!
I entered the bedroom and immediately told the girls to not speak unless I spoke to them first. The very cute, large breasted brunette started to say something in protest; before she could barely start her sentence I grabbed her by the throat, kicked her legs out from under her and spun her around so she was on her knees with her back to me. My left hand stayed on her throat as I violently pulled her hair back forcing her to look upwards at me.
What part didnt you understand?, I asked her.
Then looking at the other girls I repeated, Dont speak unless spoken to.
The girls were terrified. Keeping the brunettes head forced back by her hair I released her throat and moved my hand down her shirt roughly fondling one of her large amazingly formed breasts. I got hold of her nipple and squeezed and pulled at it until she cried out in pain.
Come with me, I told her as I led her out of the room by her hair.
I moved her into the great room of the second floor and had her stand in the middle of the large room. Put your hands down to your side. Stand up straight. Chest out I commanded.
Are you going to be my problem slave? I asked her.
She didnt know what to say so I slapped her hard across the face. Answer me! She stood there stunned and in pain, too shocked to say anything so I slapped her across the cheek again Answer me! Are you going to cause problems or are you going to try and make me happy? I demanded again. She started to cry as tears rolled down her already reddening cheeks. Happy. she whispered between sobs. I wrapped the end of the bullwhip around her neck and stepped back, holding her there as if she was on a leash.
Take of your clothes I demanded while tightening the pressure of the bullwhip around her neck to remind of who was in control.
Hesitantly the brunette started unbuttoning her shirt sobbing the entire time. And the pants, I told her and she took off her shoes and jeans, standing there before me in socks, bra and panties.
Take it all off and keep your hands to your side when you are done I ordered her. I was happy to see her comply as she stood, head down, sobbing gently, standing naked in a large open room on display for me to see.
The brunette was stunning. She had punky shoulder length hair with red highlights, a nice tight body which made her youthful, firm, D+ cup breasts look even bigger. There was a tattoo on her left thigh ,hidden from the world, but all of her was visible to me now, now including her completely shaven succulent vagina, the lips large and distinctive having their own silhouette.
I walked around her, taking my time, making sure I saw all of her gorgeous naked form. At my will my hands groped and probed all parts of her entire body as I moved around her. She felt incredible. Soft, warm and trembling. My touch alternating between being rough and squeezing and pinching to softly caressing and brushing her skin. With each part of her I fondled or finger I inserted she would shudder or whimper or sob just a little more. She must have been too terrified to move but scaring her, her tears and her submission only aroused me more. My head was spinning with desire. My penis was painfully erect, harder then I ever remember.
I entered the bedroom and immediately told the girls to not speak unless I spoke to them first. The very cute, large breasted brunette started to say something in protest; before she could barely start her sentence I grabbed her by the throat, kicked her legs out from under her and spun her around so she was on her knees with her back to me. My left hand stayed on her throat as I violently pulled her hair back forcing her to look upwards at me.
What part didnt you understand?, I asked her.
Then looking at the other girls I repeated, Dont speak unless spoken to.
The girls were terrified. Keeping the brunettes head forced back by her hair I released her throat and moved my hand down her shirt roughly fondling one of her large amazingly formed breasts. I got hold of her nipple and squeezed and pulled at it until she cried out in pain.
Come with me, I told her as I led her out of the room by her hair.
I moved her into the great room of the second floor and had her stand in the middle of the large room. Put your hands down to your side. Stand up straight. Chest out I commanded.
Are you going to be my problem slave? I asked her.
She didnt know what to say so I slapped her hard across the face. Answer me! She stood there stunned and in pain, too shocked to say anything so I slapped her across the cheek again Answer me! Are you going to cause problems or are you going to try and make me happy? I demanded again. She started to cry as tears rolled down her already reddening cheeks. Happy. she whispered between sobs. I wrapped the end of the bullwhip around her neck and stepped back, holding her there as if she was on a leash.
Take of your clothes I demanded while tightening the pressure of the bullwhip around her neck to remind of who was in control.
Hesitantly the brunette started unbuttoning her shirt sobbing the entire time. And the pants, I told her and she took off her shoes and jeans, standing there before me in socks, bra and panties.
Take it all off and keep your hands to your side when you are done I ordered her. I was happy to see her comply as she stood, head down, sobbing gently, standing naked in a large open room on display for me to see.
The brunette was stunning. She had punky shoulder length hair with red highlights, a nice tight body which made her youthful, firm, D+ cup breasts look even bigger. There was a tattoo on her left thigh ,hidden from the world, but all of her was visible to me now, now including her completely shaven succulent vagina, the lips large and distinctive having their own silhouette.
I walked around her, taking my time, making sure I saw all of her gorgeous naked form. At my will my hands groped and probed all parts of her entire body as I moved around her. She felt incredible. Soft, warm and trembling. My touch alternating between being rough and squeezing and pinching to softly caressing and brushing her skin. With each part of her I fondled or finger I inserted she would shudder or whimper or sob just a little more. She must have been too terrified to move but scaring her, her tears and her submission only aroused me more. My head was spinning with desire. My penis was painfully erect, harder then I ever remember.