A Slave's First Training Session - Parts 1-4

Part 1 – Things Are Going to Change

After disobeying time after time and forgetting every rule that her Master put in place for her, she had placed the final straw on the camel’s back. Her Master’s final words to her before leaving for work had been, “things are going to change” and that had been it. He hadn’t answered one of her text messages and she had received no call during his usual lunch time. And looking around the house she was going to be in even more trouble than when he had left. Master hated a mess and she had been too upset to clean one single thing all day.

She glanced up at the clock. Master was due to be home in five minutes. The thought caused her to sigh. With as much trouble as she knew she was already in she decided not to ‘forget’ any more rules and began stripping and went and knelt in the center of the living room. There had been a particular position her Master had taught her once but she’d only been in it a few times and couldn’t seem to remember that position. She just hoped that the effort was enough to please Him and that she wouldn’t get in more trouble for forgetting the required position.

She heard the door handle turn and looked over as her Master walked in the door. He looked at her a small look of surprise on his face that quickly vanished. “Slave,” he said to acknowledge her. He then took off his shoes and walked directly by her. Shocked she stood up with her cheeks turning a slight shade or red. Getting angrier and angrier by the second she stormed off to their room and sat on the bed. She heard the water in the bathroom turn on and knew that it would be at least thirty minutes before he was out. Sighing she picked herself up off the bed and put her clothes back on figuring she might as well as get dinner started so it would be ready for him by the time he finished his shower.

She busied herself in the kitchen trying not to think of how he had been acting all day. She wasn’t sure whether to be angry that he had been ignoring her or upset that she had made him so angry or worse… disappointed. Just as she was placing the plates and food on the table her Master walked down the hall. Seeing the food on the table he sat down to eat. “I hope you like it,” she said softly and took her seat next to him. The next several minutes were spent in silence before she couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out, “are you still mad at me?” He looked up at her didn’t say anything at first.

“I’m not mad,” he started off. “I’m just tired of you refusing to do as your told when you claim to want and enjoy this. So, things are going to change.”

“Change?” she asked uncertainly.

“Yes. After dinner you are to clear the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. I expect the kitchen to be cleaned to my usual standards. Afterwards you will go to the spare bedroom, strip and put your collar on. I’ll be in there when I am ready to deal with you.” And that was all he said.

She tried questioning him but only got a cold look that clearly said to shut up. They continued the rest of the meal in complete silence. Not wishing to push her luck she instantly began cleaning the kitchen once her Master had finished. She worked quickly and quietly and then exited to the room leaving the kitchen meticulous.

She entered the room and walked to the center. Her collar was placed in the center of the bed which had already been prepared for whatever her Master had planned for her tonight and from the looks of it, his plan didn’t include much fun play.

She stripped slowly knowing that he would take his time as making her wait was one of his favorite forms of punishment as it always proved to be the most effective. She slid her pants down her legs and then picked them up to fold them. Leaving a mess would not help her any tonight! After she had completely stripped and placed the folded clothes to the side she grabbed the collar and placed it around her neck. It was then that she noticed the lock that had been sitting beside it. Common sense told her what she was supposed to do with it but that thought scared her. If she placed the lock on there was no telling when it could come off but the fear of making her Master even angrier took control and with trembling fingers she clicked the lock onto the collar making what had been their play collar much more permanent.

With that she sat down on the bed to wait. As her Master knew would happen, her eyes began exploring the room and examining everything that had been laid out before her Master had joined her for dinner. His leather belt was what caught her attention the most and scared her the most. She hated being spanked and they both knew it very well.

She glanced up at the clock to check the time and quickly realized that her Master had removed the batteries. This was indeed going to be one very long wait.

Part 2 – New Name, New Rules

The sound of the door shutting startled her awake. She bolted up and stared at her Master. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep Master,” she stuttered afraid that it would make him angry that she hadn’t been awake and ready when he had entered. He glanced at his watch and laughed. “It is no surprise that you fell asleep. It’s late. Get up and kneel in front of the bed with your head lowered towards the ground. I’ll be doing the talking and you will be doing the listening. I want absolutely no response not even one of acknowledgement unless one is requested. Understood?”

“Yes Master,” she said quietly as she got off the bed and knelt in front of the bed looking at the ground. She heard him walk over until she saw his feet directly under her face and heard the bed squeak as he sat down.

“You’ve not listened at all in a while, Maria. And to be quite frank I’m tired of it. You asked for this. You made a commitment. You made a promise. You’ve done nothing but break that promise and to me that is the same as lying to me and you know how I feel about lying.”

He paused for a few seconds and ran his hand through her hair.

“So, things are going to change. Clearly I’m doing something wrong or you wouldn’t be acting the way you have been. So I’m going to try something new.

First of all, you have no name except for the name I give you. I will call you this name regardless of who is present and you will respond to it accordingly. Don’t be concerned about others still calling you by your old name as you won’t be talking to anyone who can’t know your new name. The name you will now respond to is Kayttaa which is Finnish for servant. It is pronounced ‘kay-tah’.

I’m sure you’re wondering why. The answer is simple. I’m going to make you into what I want you to be and that means I must erase everything before then and your old name is much before then. From now on, everything you have will only be given to you by me and even then you will own nothing. This brings me to the second thing that will be changing.

Whenever you respond to a part of your body you will refer to it as mine as this body is not yours but mine. An example would be ‘Master’s tits’ or ‘Master’s cunt’. You will also refer to my body parts with the terms I allow you to use and those terms can change. From now on you will refer to those perky little boobs at tits and that pussy as cunt. Understood?”

She stayed silent for a little while and he nudged her with his foot. “Kayttaa?”

“Yes Master, I understand.”

“Good girl. Those are the only two that I will give you for now. We don’t want to overwhelm you now do we?” he said chuckling. “Back to more serious things, though. You haven’t cleaned a single part of this house with an exception to the kitchen all day, am I correct?”

“Yes Master.”

“Why not?”

“I don’t have an answer Master.”

“Get on your hands and knees, Kayttaa.” Once she had obeyed he grabbed some rope he had and tied her wrists and ankles together to where she could only move each one about an inch. He then took some more rope and tied each wrist to her ankles to where she could only crawl and only move a couple of inches at a time. He then walked back over to the bed and grabbed a smaller toy called an anal plug. He rubbed it up and down her dripping cunt to lubricate it a little and then slid the small object slowly into her ass. She grunted in discomfort and wiggled her ass trying to shake the object free but instantly stopped at the discomfort. “Master…” she started to say but was cut off with one cold look.

“Since you didn’t take advantage of the privilege of being able to clean my house with your hands free you can crawl around and pick up the house the best you can using only your mouth. There will be a basket place in the center of the bathroom, the living and the bedrooms. You will pick the items up off the floor and place it in the basket. When I feel you’ve done a decent enough job I will free you and allow you to place the items in the correct places. What do you say?”

“Yes Master. I’m sorry for displeasing you.”

“I don’t get a thank you for allowing you to use my hands to finish putting the items away? Perhaps you’d like me to make you stay tied up all night with the order of having the house completely spotless before I wake up for work in the morning?”

“No Master, please. I’m sorry. Thank you for allowing me that kindness Master.”

“That’s better. I already have the baskets set up. Get started. When you finish you will crawl to our bedroom and sit by the bed and whimper until I wake up. Go now.”

With that she slowly started crawling towards the door. The butt plug made moving awkward and the rope made moving almost impossible. She glanced back at her Master and stared at him for a few seconds. When it was clear that she would get no mercy she began slowly crawling towards the living room to begin her first task under her Master’s new rules.

Part 3 – Finishing Her Punishment

 By the time the baskets had been filled with all the items in the three rooms her Master had ordered her to clean, she was beat. The thought of having to wake her Master so that he could release her simply so she could finish the work did not make her happy.

Her entire body ached. Her ass felt sore from the unfamiliar object that had been shoved into it. Her knees ached from crawling on them for hours. Her wrists and ankles had long gone numb from the rope. Worst of all was her mouth, though. She felt completely filthy from having to pick up everything off of the floor of their home.

But she knew if she didn’t obey him she’d only be in worse trouble. The nights conversation and events had shown her that her Master was no longer playing around and she was now going to get exactly what she had asked for… her Master to be more strict.

She slowly crawled to his room and then almost cried when she came to her Master’s closed bedroom door. After staring at it for a few minutes she raised herself on her knees and tried to open the door. The rope had been tied just tight enough to where she couldn’t reach it. Her mouth wasn’t near wide enough to use it to turn the handle.

She lowered herself back to the floor and began whimpering as her Master had ordered her too. He had told her she would have to whimper to wake him… what he hadn’t included was the volume at which she would have to use to reach that goal. After several minutes, with her voice getting louder with each whimper and her cheeks reddening with each whimper she finally was loud enough to wake him.

The door slowly opened. “Come in Kay,” he ordered and she followed him into the room. He quietly untied her. “Seeing the time, I’m certain you did exactly as you were instructed. Go finish up and be quick about it. Then return to the room. There is a little bit more that you have to do before you’re allowed to sleep.”

“Yes Master,” she replied quietly, clearly miserable. After he had finished untying her she stood up and rubbed her wrists as she began exiting the room. Before she exited she said, “thank you Master,” fearful of upsetting him more and wanting to follow every rule to a T.

It wasn’t long before she had emptied every basket and the house was the way it should have been and returned the room. She was very surprised to find her Master still awake and waiting for her. “I’ve finished what you asked Master.”

“Good girl. I imagine you want that anal plug out now don’t you?”

“Yes Master, very much.”

He smiled. “Come here and kneel facing me. You are to stare at the ground like before.” She quickly obeyed him. When she had placed herself in the desired position he began running his hand through her hair. “A lot has changed today, hasn’t it pet?”

“Yes Master.”

“Be honest… do you like the changes?” When she gave no answer he chuckled. “I will take your silence as my answer. See, for the longest time I thought being a nice guy was the right thing to do but clearly you don’t want me to be a nice guy and so now I won’t be.”

“Master…” she began to speak but was cut off quickly and returned her eyes to the ground.

“Look at the T.V. Kayttaa,” he told her and she did and gasped when she saw the screen. Her Master had been watching her. Each room would cross the screen for a few moments and then move on to another room. She looked at her Master with her jaw dropped open.

“What’s the matter, Kay? Surprised that I used your punishment for my own sexual satisfaction? Or angry that I made you whimper outside my door for several minutes when I was never asleep to begin with? And before you let your temper get you in more trouble I’d suggest you keep your mouth shut.”

She stood up completely angry. “I am not going to keep my mouth shut! I can’t believe you would do that to me and put me through that kind of humiliation so that you could get your own rocks off. Do you have ANY idea how exhausted I am?” Her cheeks burned red with fury and she turned towards the door.

Without saying a word her Master stood up and grabbed her wrist. “You aren’t going anywhere Kay. You are MY slave. What I do while you’re being punished isn’t much of your concern. The fact that you think you can still do what you want and say what you want only shows you haven’t learned your lesson.”

She tried yanking her hand from his but failed miserably as he hurled her towards the bed. She landed on her stomach and rolled over onto her back. Before she could react her Master had placed his knees on either side of her and was squishing her down onto the bed. She opened her mouth is express her displeasure but was quickly silenced by his huge hand. “Shut up, slut. Since you haven’t gotten it in your thick little head that your purpose is to please me regardless of what type of pleasure I’m just going to have to show you.” When she continued to holler and scream through his hand he smacked her across the face lightly with it which shocked her into silence. “I said shut up slut!”

The look of surprise stayed on her face as he finished tying off her wrists to each top bedpost and then moved to her ankles. When he had finished completely restraining her he stepped off of the bed and grabbed the duct tape and blindfold. One strip later and she was completely silenced leaving nothing not even her eyes to convey her fear and excitement.

Part 4 – Servicing Master

She had been lying on the bed for a while with the blindfold over her eyes. Every now and then she heard her Master moving around the room. Sometimes she heard nothing at all and felt certain he had left. During those moments she would wiggle her hands and feet trying to get the rope to let loose but never had any luck at it.

Then, suddenly she felt a cold finger touch her pussy. Knowing it was soaking wet caused her cheeks to flush. Her Master continued to rub his finger up and down her slit causing her to moan through the tape every time it ran over her clit. With his other hand he reached up and began squeezing her tit harshly occasionally grabbing her nipple between his fingers and pulling. Then, just as suddenly as he had started, he stopped.

His slave moaned her protests almost silently. Her moans quickly turned into squeaks of surprise and pain as her Master placed nipple clamps over her sensitive nipples and gave the chain a quick tug. The next thing she knew he was between her legs and ramming his hard cock deep into her tight little pussy. He rammed it in and out of her several times and then slowed. He reached up and ripped the duct tape off her mouth and then began pounding her throbbing pussy harder and harder while holding the chain from the clamps in his hand yanking on them with every movement.

With her mouth now free she began moaning loudly. “Oh Master please fuck me harder. Fuck your little slut harder Master please! Fill me up like the worthless little piece of meat that I am. Oh god Master!”

With her dirty little mouth spouting off degrading words about herself he ripped the chain off and buried his cock all the way in her tight hole and filled her with his hot, thick cum and just as he did she squirted her own hot mixture all over his cock.

Her Master rolled off of her in exhaustion. He untied her and grabbed her by the head forcing her off of the bed and onto her knees. “Lick the mess off slut. I don’t want to go to bed dirty.”

And like the hungry little slut that she was he hungrily licked off every bit of fluid that were on her Master’s cock. When she had finished he rolled under the blankets and smiled at her. “Good girl, Kay. Your bed is over there.” She looked in the direction he was pointing and noticed a large dog bed in the corner of the room. Her cheeks lighting up in humiliation she crawled over to her new bed and instantly fell asleep for the rest of the night.