damn sure you memorize them.” Carly lifted her hand to her open mouth, about to wipe a string of drool that slipped from the corner.
Adam stopped her, his hand on her wrist. “Un unh,” he informed her. “The drool will help you remember, next time you think about biting your lip. Right now you’re a drooling, naked object, and nothing more. You are being punished.” He let go of her wrist, watching as the drool slid down her chin and onto her breasts. “Now get on with it.”
Tears in her pretty eyes, Carly looked at the printed list of rules, took up the pen, and began to write.
Chapter 5
Carly’s chin and chest were covered with her own drool and her jaw ached. If he’d just take this horrible contraption off her, she’d never bite her lip again, she swore to herself. She’d written the rules five times and was reasonably sure they were imprinted on her brain. Setting the pen down on the ink-covered page, she sat back on her haunches, looking toward Adam with silent yearning.
He was in the chair across from her, a newspaper in his hands. He seemed engrossed in whatever he was reading. Carly tried to clear her throat, but only succeeded in making a strangled sort of gargling noise. It was enough, however, to make him look up.
“Yes?” he said, folding the paper. “Are you done?”
Carly nodded.
“What’s that?” Adam said, lifting his eyebrows. “Speak up, I didn’t hear you.”
“Eh ir,” was the best approximation Carly could manage. Get this fucking thing off me! she wanted to scream.
“So, if I remove the dental gag, you will recite the rules for me, in their entirety?”
“Eh, ir,” she gargled.
Placing the folded paper on the floor beside his chair, Adam stood and moved around the chest toward her. She leaned up, bending her head so he could unbuckle the gag, but instead she realized he was unzipping his shorts. Pulling out his cock, he took her head in both hands and guided her wide-open mouth over his shaft.
Carly gagged as the rapidly hardening cock poked far back against her throat. He thrust hard, pulling and pushing her head to create friction, while Carly struggled to breathe and swallow. As quickly as he started, however, he stopped, pulling away. He let his shorts fall to the ground and kicked them aside.
Bending down, he released the gag from its open position, allowing Carly to close her aching jaws. Unbuckling the strap, he pulled the gag from her mouth. Reaching for his shorts, he extracted something from the pocket and tossed her a bit of cloth that she realized was a handkerchief. Gratefully Carly wiped away the drool, while working her aching jaw.
“You’ve memorized the rules?” Adam asked as he watched her wiping herself.
“Yes, Sir,” Carly replied, unable to look away from the erect cock bobbing near her face.
“I thought about just having you recite them, but decided that would be too easy. A properly trained slave should be able to handle external stimuli while performing whatever task is assigned to her. I’ve decided this stimulus will be sexual in nature.”
Carly didn’t reply, as there had been no direct question, but her mind and body were instantly buzzing with the possibilities. What would it be like to feel that hard, thick cock filling her? Would she be able to focus enough to say her lines?
Adam apparently had something else in mind however, as he led her to a freestanding metal frame on the far side of the room that she realized she’d taken for a coat rack the night before. This morning nylon cuffs with Velcro closures were hanging from the top bar. Beneath it sat a low, wide stool covered in faded silk upholstery. Carly stood with her arms wrapped around her torso while she watched Adam, hardly daring to speculate what came next.
Reaching for the top bar, he released some kind of spring, which allowed him to lower the bar between the vertical rods that held it in place. She imagined he would have her sit on the
Adam stopped her, his hand on her wrist. “Un unh,” he informed her. “The drool will help you remember, next time you think about biting your lip. Right now you’re a drooling, naked object, and nothing more. You are being punished.” He let go of her wrist, watching as the drool slid down her chin and onto her breasts. “Now get on with it.”
Tears in her pretty eyes, Carly looked at the printed list of rules, took up the pen, and began to write.
Chapter 5
Carly’s chin and chest were covered with her own drool and her jaw ached. If he’d just take this horrible contraption off her, she’d never bite her lip again, she swore to herself. She’d written the rules five times and was reasonably sure they were imprinted on her brain. Setting the pen down on the ink-covered page, she sat back on her haunches, looking toward Adam with silent yearning.
He was in the chair across from her, a newspaper in his hands. He seemed engrossed in whatever he was reading. Carly tried to clear her throat, but only succeeded in making a strangled sort of gargling noise. It was enough, however, to make him look up.
“Yes?” he said, folding the paper. “Are you done?”
Carly nodded.
“What’s that?” Adam said, lifting his eyebrows. “Speak up, I didn’t hear you.”
“Eh ir,” was the best approximation Carly could manage. Get this fucking thing off me! she wanted to scream.
“So, if I remove the dental gag, you will recite the rules for me, in their entirety?”
“Eh, ir,” she gargled.
Placing the folded paper on the floor beside his chair, Adam stood and moved around the chest toward her. She leaned up, bending her head so he could unbuckle the gag, but instead she realized he was unzipping his shorts. Pulling out his cock, he took her head in both hands and guided her wide-open mouth over his shaft.
Carly gagged as the rapidly hardening cock poked far back against her throat. He thrust hard, pulling and pushing her head to create friction, while Carly struggled to breathe and swallow. As quickly as he started, however, he stopped, pulling away. He let his shorts fall to the ground and kicked them aside.
Bending down, he released the gag from its open position, allowing Carly to close her aching jaws. Unbuckling the strap, he pulled the gag from her mouth. Reaching for his shorts, he extracted something from the pocket and tossed her a bit of cloth that she realized was a handkerchief. Gratefully Carly wiped away the drool, while working her aching jaw.
“You’ve memorized the rules?” Adam asked as he watched her wiping herself.
“Yes, Sir,” Carly replied, unable to look away from the erect cock bobbing near her face.
“I thought about just having you recite them, but decided that would be too easy. A properly trained slave should be able to handle external stimuli while performing whatever task is assigned to her. I’ve decided this stimulus will be sexual in nature.”
Carly didn’t reply, as there had been no direct question, but her mind and body were instantly buzzing with the possibilities. What would it be like to feel that hard, thick cock filling her? Would she be able to focus enough to say her lines?
Adam apparently had something else in mind however, as he led her to a freestanding metal frame on the far side of the room that she realized she’d taken for a coat rack the night before. This morning nylon cuffs with Velcro closures were hanging from the top bar. Beneath it sat a low, wide stool covered in faded silk upholstery. Carly stood with her arms wrapped around her torso while she watched Adam, hardly daring to speculate what came next.
Reaching for the top bar, he released some kind of spring, which allowed him to lower the bar between the vertical rods that held it in place. She imagined he would have her sit on the
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