The vibrating hum filled the air as Master adjusted the restraints, the leather cool against Clara's skin. Just a week ago, she'd been swiping through Tinder, looking for a cute guy to grab coffee with. Now, here she was, a willing slave. She shivered, partly from fear, partly from the anticipation that thrummed through her. This slave training was unlike anything she'd imagined.
"You understand your place now, little slut?" His voice was a low growl, sending goosebumps erupting on her arms. Clara, a petite girl with blonde hair and natural tits (Cup C), nodded, her throat suddenly dry. Her piercings glinted in the dim light.
He ran a hand down her bare back, stopping at the swell of her ass. "Today, we explore your limits." A cold shiver of excitement washed over her. This kink, this power exchange, was addictive.
The first few days of BDSM training were a blur of spankings (the sting lingering long after), forced kneeling, and verbal degradation. The punishment was severe, but she found herself craving his touch, his control. She moaned softly as he spread her cheeks, exposing her tight little asshole. Anal was always a struggle for her, but Master insisted. "Relax, pet. I'll be gentle... at first."
He slowly inserted a lubricated finger, then another. Clara whimpered, tears welling in her eyes. It burned, stretched, but she obeyed, relaxing her muscles as he instructed. He added another finger, and then... a fist. This was fisting, fisting extreme, and it was pushing her beyond her comfort zone.
The pressure was immense. She sobbed, begging him to stop, but he only chuckled, his hand relentlessly pushing further. "Almost there, little slave. Almost there." A wave of dizziness washed over her. Then, suddenly, something shifted. A point of no return was crossed.
The pain morphed into a strange, overwhelming pleasure. Her body bucked, her female orgasm wracking her frame. She screamed, tears streaming down her face, as Master continued to fist her, deeper and deeper. It was agony and ecstasy all at once. This was the price of submission, the reward of utter obedience. She was his. His teenage plaything, broken and reborn in the fires of BDSM hardcore.
