Greg gave the rope that tied his sweet slave Allie’s
hands behind her back one more good pull just to make
sure the bindings where secure. The young, blond woman
was bent over in bed, a stack of old towels supporting
her so she could comfortably lie with her ass in the
air, Allie was unbound other than her hands, and that
was less to restrain her but more done as a comfort,
Allie loved bondage, it made her feel safe and loved and
for the things Greg had planned this evening his slave
would need all the comfort she could get.
Once he was sure that Allie’s hands where securely bound
Greg stood on his knees behind her and rammed his cock
up her ass. There was no warm up, no lube and no sweet
touches preceding this, the slave’s hole was there,
inviting on display and the Master just inserted
himself.
Allie grunted when her owner’s cock suddenly filled her
tight rear entrance but she was used for anal
frequently, and often rather rough anal to so there was
no other sound of discomfort from her than that, one
grunt and as Greg begun to thrust in and out of her
little moans of pleasure came from the slave and she
pressed her ass towards her Master to meet his thrusts
and hoping to get him just a little bit deeper each
time, this is what Greg really loved about Allie, she
was so damned responsive.
Allie’s owner was so tempted to just empty himself in
the slave girl’s inviting rectum, but he had more things
planned for tonight, things that where sure to make him
come even harder, so with some regret he pulled out and
instead reached down to the floor where he had a bottle
of lube and he begun to grease up his hand. Once Greg
saw that his fingers where nice and slippery he lovingly
caressed Allie’s little anal rosebud before he brutally
drove three fingers into her, again the slave grunted,
once, soon however she would do more than grunt. A
fourth finger found its way into the slave’s rectum and
the girl whimpered.
“Are you going to fist me Master?”
Allie asked a bit fearfully, part of her enjoyed being
anally fisted, she had told Greg it made her feel
wonderfully submissive and close to him and it also gave
a exhilarating sense of accomplishment once her Master’s
knuckles finally slid into her and his whole hand
vanished into her warm hole. However fisting and
especially anal fisting was painful for the girl and so
the prospect made her a little scared. Greg added his
thumb to the slave’s rectum and begun to push before he
answered, ignoring Allie’s yelps of pain.
“Yes slave but tonight I am also going to do more, you
know I have wanted to wank off inside your rectum for so
long, and tonight I am doing it.”
It was true Greg had wanted to do this for so long and
Allie knew this but she had probably never expected him
to actually do it to her.
“What?”
The girl gasped in shock and then she panicked and tried
to get up and get away from the torture she had been
informed would come. Greg’s voice grew hard and firm.
“Lay still wench unless you want the whip. Yes this will
be painful, but it is what I want, and it will please me
greatly.”
Allie responded immediately to the command in her
Master’s voice and she started begging so sweetly.
“Please Master forgive me, I am just scared Master,
please don’t whip me.”
Greg put his hand comfortingly on his slave’s back and
cooed softly to her.
“Shh sweet one, you are forgiven, and do not be
frightened, you will be fine, and I am right here my
love, I am right here.”
Ah yes love, there was two things about this scene that
would make most Gorean lifestylers frown at Greg and the
way he interacted with his sweet little kajira. One was
that he was a sadist, he enjoyed seeing Allie in pain
and many Goreans felt this went against the philosophy,
but the wording in the books was “Perhaps it should only
be added that the Gorean Master, though strict, is
seldom cruel.”
Now sure there was other quotes to the same that there
was no reason to inflict pain other than to incite
obedience, but there were also quotes about both Masters
and slaves enjoying pain for various reasons however
that was really irrelevant, the reason why Greg felt
that his sadism did not conflict with his Gorean morals
was that it pleased him to do so, and while the quotes
said sadism was rare on the fictional world of Gor, the
main point of the philosophy was living by honor and
personal sovereignty, so even in the books if a man so
desired to whip his slave bloody every day it would be
his right since the girl was his property and it would
be his right to do as he pleased with her even if his
desires was rare.
The other things other Goreans frowned upon about Greg’s
relationship with Allie was that he loved her, truly and
deeply. Sure caring for a slave was common and expected
but loving one was considered to be a weakness, however
again Greg could not see that his love for Allie in any
ways impaired his personal sovereignty as a man or his
honor, so love her he did.
“Ok here comes the knuckles Allie, breathe easy girl and
endure for me.”
Greg said kindly and he felt his slave tense in fear for
a moment then she relaxed again and he pushed his hand
into her. The little blond kajira howled in pain as her
asshole was stretched and her Master’s fist slid into
her.
“Oooohhhrrrhh… Master it hurts!”
Allie cried and the Free Man behind her smiles to
himself as he felt his cock throb with delight at her
sounds of pain.
“I know my love and that pleases me greatly, now just
relax wench, there will be more pain but do remember
that you are safe and loved.”
Greg whispered then he begun to gently twist his wrist
inside of his slave’s anus, drawing yelps and cries of
pain from her. The free man pulled his hand out a little
from the warm asshole, almost to the knuckles then he
pushed it back in, again Allie screamed. Again Greg
pulled part of his hand out and then pushed back, in and
out, in and out, making the slave scream every time his
hand moved inside of her.
“Please Master… please stop, it hurts so much…
please!”
Allie begged but Greg ignored her, he formed a fist
inside of his slave’s asshole and begun to pump her with
hard, short strokes. Allie lost control of her bladder
and soiled the towels under her something that made her
cry with embarrassment as well as pain.
“I need to loosen you up a bit girl, it is for your
benefit, without this preparation me wanking in there
will hurt even more than it have to.”
Greg calmly tells his slave as he fucks her with his
fist and Allie nodded and whispered down into the pillow
under her head.
“Thank you Master, for preparing me… thank you for
loosening my asshole Master… aaarrghhh… auuu…
thank you.”
Greg could have come right there from hearing his slave
thank him for hurting her but he controlled himself and
calmly he pulled his hand, now balled into a fist out of
the slave’s rectum, making Allie howl in agony again and
begin to sob. Greg formed a break with his fingers and
drove his first back into the little asshole and he did
not go slow this time, again the kajira screamed.
The free man made a first with his hand again and pulled
it out which rewarded him with yet another scream and a
louder one this time. By now Allie’s normally white skin
was ashen pale and she was biting down on the pillow to
stifle some of her cries, tears flowed from her big,
blue eyes and made her mascara flow down her face in
black streams.
“I am going to fuck you hard with my first now my love,
you may scream as much as you like.”
Greg said in a soothing tone of voice then he made a
fist with his hand and begun ramming it in and out of
Allie’s sore asshole. The slave did not manage to stay
still for this, she cried out in intense pain and the
Free Man had to hold her in place with his other arm as
he brutally fucked her asshole with his big fist,
enjoying every scream and the way the slave’s body had
begun to shake with pain.
Allie gagged on her own tears as her Master tormented
her though she had stopped resisting and now she just
lay there, accepting what was happening. Allie was like
that, she hated pain, but when she was deep in its grip
she became so willing and submissive as surrender was
the only way to endure the suffering.
Greg fist fucked his slave hard for a good five minutes
but her cries and tears made his cock so swollen and he
was so horny now that it almost hurt, so he drove his
fist into the slave again and opened his hand before he
begun to force his cock in there as well.
“Master… aaarrrghhhh… pain… it… is…
huuuuurts!”
Jumbled words and cries came over Allie’s lips as her
Master forced his cock in right next to his hand. Greg
ignored his slave’s protests, she was his property, she
was there to be used and if his pleasure caused her pain
then so be it. Finally his cock was well and truly
buried in the little slave girl’s asshole, and by fuck
was it tight in there. The Free man took a good hold of
his cock then he held still for a few moments to allow
Allie time to adjust to being that stretched.
“Shh, Allie it is okay, you are going to be okay. Oh how
I am enjoying your pain baby, I love it when you suffer
for me.”
Greg whispered, the words where more for the kajira’s
benefit than his, the girl was not a pain slut she hated
everything beyond a light spanking, but when she knew
that her suffering was for the pleasure of her Master
she could endure so much more.
“I… aaaoooohhhh… please Master, I am afraid.”
The little slave girl whimpered and Greg gently patted
her back with his other hand.
“Do not be afraid my love, it is only pain and I am here
to watch over you, all is well and you are safe.”
The Master whispered but the slave was still sobbing.
“Please do not stretch my rectum anymore… Master… it
hurts so much… so much.”
Allie sobbed and Greg continued to gently pet her to
comfort her.
“I am going to just stay still for a few moments Allie
to allow your hole to adjust, but then I am going to
wank in you, and I will not be kind about it. I have
dreamed of doing this for so long, it will be hard and
brutal, but you will endure for me.”
Allie’s sobs grew louder, now from fear but her pussy
was starting to get wet, not from the pain, but from the
prospect of suffering for the sake of her Master and
being allowed to give him something he had wanted for so
long.
Greg waited for a few minutes, every so often Allie’s
abused asshole would spasm and then she would cry out in
pain, after a while he could not wait any longer, his
cock throbbing for release, so the Free Man just started
to wank inside of his slave, he gave no warning, said no
words, he just started to roughly rub his cock inside of
the slave girl’s asshole, using her for his pleasure and
completely disregarding her screams of pain.
Allie just lay completely limp over the towels now, the
pain was to great and all she could do was scream and
endure, sweat covered her entire body and she shook like
a tree in a storm from the agony of what was being done
to her. Greg grunted as he masturbated, he loved seeing
his slave in this much pain, he loved seeing her just
laying there limp, completely surrendered to the
suffering visited upon her. The Free Man continued to
rub his cock, getting more and more violent, Allie’s
blood now tinted the lube she was greased up with dark
pink and she constantly uttered guttural groans of
torment.
“Ah yes take it you fucking whore! You are such a slut,
look at you laying there while a man masturbates in your
rectum, is it strange that such a little whore is a
slave? You where born to be owned, to be used and
abused, do you not agree wench?”
Greg shouted, his voice hard and demanding as he
increased the speed of his wanking. Allie screamed and
sobbed but she still managed to howl out the words.
“Yes…Master… aaaarrrrghhhh!”
Greg grunted with pleasure as he slapped his slave hard
over the ass with his free hand.
“You are enjoying being used are you not whore…thank
me bitch for using you, thank me for masturbating in
your ass.”
Allie cried helplessly both from pain and embarrassment.
“Aggghhh thank you… ohhrrrhh… thank you for
masturbating in my ass Master.”
The blond kajira managed to get out between her violent
sobs. Greg grunted with pleasure and his wanking grew
even more wild, his hand going rapidly in and out of the
slave’s asshole, stretching it beyond belief and coating
his hand and cock in the girl’s blood.
“What a whore you are, I am masturbating in your rectum,
making you bleed and you are thanking me, what a
shameless slut. Beg me to use you harder wench.”
Greg said and with that Allie came, not from pain but
from the surrender she was forced to endure and she
screamed out the words she had been ordered to utter.
“Use me harder Master… please… arrrghhhh please!”
Greg smiles then the increased the speed of his wanking,
going as fast as he would if he was just jerking himself
off to a porno in complete disregard for the pain he was
causing his slave, she was after all just there to be
used. Allie stopped screaming, the pain was to great,
she could not utter a sound, she just lay there with her
eyes wide, her body shaking as she was tortured. Finally
Greg came, he roared with pleasure and sprayed his
slave’s broken and bleeding asshole full of sperm.
“Ahhh good slut… good whore.”
Greg muttered as he collapsed on top of his slave and
just lay there panting for a while, trying to recover
from the intense pleasure he had experienced.
After a few more minutes Greg got back up onto his knees
and begun to pull out of his slave. First he pulled his
dick out and then his hand. Allie had gone back to
sobbing but when the fattest part of her Master’s hand
slid out of her badly bruised and bleeding hole she
screamed again.
“Shh, Allie, it is out now.”
Greg muttered in a comforting tone of voice, he took a
paper towel from the nightstand and wiped his hand on it
before he pulled his slave into his lap, cooing to her
when moving caused pain to flare up in her raw ass and
she whimpered.
“There there, rest a moment my love.”
Greg said as he maneuvered his slave down into his lap
and gently stroked her hair.
“You where such a good girl my sweet, such a good girl.”
The Free Man whispered then he carefully pressed his
cock into Allie’s mouth, making sure he did not go
deeper than she found comfortable, there would be more
pain for her tonight, there was no need to hurt her
right now.
“Wash my dick sweet wench.”
Greg muttered and Allie willingly begun to lick and suck
her own blood and ass juices of her Master’s cock, this
had been a difficult thing to train her to do in the
beginning, but Greg just would not have a slave who
could not wash cock after it had been pleasured in her
ass, so she had learned and now any chance to have her
owner’s cock in her mouth was a reward, dirty or not.
Greg let Allie rest for about fifteen minutes, but he
had more planned for tonight and he wanted to do it
while her ass was still gaping.
“Back over the towels wench!”
The Free Man ordered and the slave obeyed, with some
dificulty.
“A…are you going to cause me more pain Master?”
Allie asked nervously and Greg nodded
“Yes my pet I am, and quite allot of it to, but it will
be okey. I am here and I will never let true harm come
to you.”
The Free Man said in a supporting tone of voice as he
helped his slave bend back down over the towels.
“Yes Master…I know Master, but I am a little scared,
what are you going to do to me?”
Allie muttered nervously as she looked helplessly at her
owner.
“I am going to fuck you in the ass with a wine bottle
wench, you are wide enough for it now.”
Greg said and Allie started sobbing again but she
obediently stayed as she where and did not try to move
away. The Free Man got out of bed and walked over to a
small cabinet which stood against the window wall of the
bedroom and from there he took out a wine bottle,
carefully he checked the glass for nicks and
imperfections and when he found none he greased it up
good and walked back over to the bed where slave Allie
fearfully waited.
Greg put his hand gently on his slave’s hip and the girl
jumped, she was so tense and nervous.
“Relax Allie you will be fine, just breathe through it
my love, just breathe through it.”
The Free Man muttered as he begun to slide the bottle up
and down his slave’s butt-crack. Allie’s rectum was
still gaping from what he had done to her earlier and
soon the Master whet from rubbing to pressing the fat
end of the bottle firmly against Allie’s abused opening.
Slowly, ever so slowly the slave girl’s abused sphincter
gave way and the butt of the wine bottle begun to slide
into her. Allie howled in pure agony then she collapsed
against the towels sobbing hysterically. Greg ignored
the distress of his slave, instead he continued pushing
until the bottle was buried far and deep into the red,
gaping asshole.
“Good girl Allie, it is in.”
The Free Man said in a proud tone of voice and the
kajira managed to smile a little despite her pain. Greg
grabbed a hold of the neck of the wine bottle, something
that made his property whimper then he said in a firm
tone of voice.
“Now I am going to fuck you with this, it will be
painful but remember you are loved Allie, and also
remember that seeing you in pain gives me so much
pleasure, are you ready.”
The young bound woman shook her head, terror and
pleading in her eyes.
“No Master, please just having that bottle in there
hurts so much…so not fuck me with it I am begging
you.”
Greg ignored his slave’s protests, after all she was
property and nothing more and if he wanted her to suffer
then she would suffer, so he simply begun pulling the
wine bottle a little bit out of the now screaming
woman’s asshole before he pushed it roughly back in.
In and out, in and out, Greg made sure he never pulled
the wine bottle all the way out of his slave’s rectum
and he was gentle with the fucking not to damage her,
but moving a that large object in there obviously caused
Allie enormous amounts of pain for she screamed like
mad.
“Arrrrggggggghhh… noooo… please… aammmggghhh…
stoooopppp… agggrrrhhh!”
Allie howled but the Free Man just continued the slow,
even fuck, his cock getting hard from the slave girl’s
shrieks and from how her body shook and shivered with
her agony.
“Yes my love, suffer for me…suffer for me wench!”
Greg cooed, the slave girl would get no mercy from him.
After about five minutes of this torturous fucking Allie
just lay there, limp as a doll over the towels, pain
swam in her eyes and her mouth was shaped into a
soundless scream. Greg smiles, this was making him so
hot, suddenly though he decided to test his kajira’s
obedience as well as her ability to withstand pain. Greg
stopped moving the wine bottle, he just held it there
behind Allie then he ordered.
“Push back against the bottle whore!”
Allie sobbed a little before she replied.
“But Master it hurts so much.”
Greg nodded, he begun lovingly petting the slave’s right
tight.
“I know my love, but I gave you an order, now obey it!”
Allie sobbed hysterically but she did push backwards
impaling herself deeper on the wine bottle.
“Ahhhrhhh it huuuuurrrrts!”
The slave screamed and Greg similes.
“It is supposed to hurt whore, now fuck yourself on the
bottle, you do not have to go fast, but you do have to
move.”
The Free Man said in the stern voice that he knew his
slave loved. Allie whimpered but then she begun to
slowly move back and forth, driving that wine bottle in
and out of herself in the process. Every time the bottle
sank in the kajira screamed in agony, her entire body
shook violently with effort and torment but she did
obey, she did fuck herself on the large, brutal wine
bottle.
Greg watched his slave fuck herself on the bottle he was
holding for a while, enjoying her obedience and her
agony, but his dick was getting so hard from watching
this he knew he needed some release and he needed it
now. The Free Man drove the wine bottle as deeply into
his slave’s rectum as was safe, drawing a new pained
howl from her and then he laid back in bed on his back.
“Ride me whore!”
The Free Man ordered, his cock pointing at the roof like
a pole in anticipation. Allie moaned and begun to crawl
over to her Master, ever movement had to be agony and
from the look on her face, it was. Ali climbed on top of
her owner and positioned his cock against her pussy but
then she encountered a problem, with a wine bottle up
her rear there was not allot of space left her her
Master’s large cock.
“I am sorry Master, it will not fit.”
Allie managed to say between her sobs and pained moans.
“I said fuck me whore, do you want the whip?”
Greg said in an angry tone of voice something that made
his slave start sobbing, after all she had been through
tonight the last thing she wanted was to be whipped as
well.
“No Master, forgive me Master, please do not whip me
Master!”
The slave girl begged and then she tried again to get
the large, swollen penis into her pussy when she had a
wine bottle up her ass.
Slowly Greg slid into his slave and Allie sank down on
him and the look of pure agony on her face when her
nether regions was stretched even more almost made him
come then and there. Allie just could not take anymore
and she collapsed on top of her Master, to weak to
scream she just sobbed. Greg wrapped his arms around his
little kajira and held her in his warm embrace.
“Shh my love, I am going to fuck you until I have an
orgasm in you and then it will be over for now, then you
can rest. Just endure a little bit more for me my sweet
slave.”
The Free Man cooed then he started to harshly fuck his
slave while she just lay limp over him in to much pain
to even scream.
With the wine bottle in Allie’s rectum her pussy was so
incredibly tight and Greg did not have to thrust in and
out of his properly many times before he groaned and
drove himself to the hilt in the girl before he sprayed
her full of white, sticky sperm for the second time that
evening. Exhausted Greg lay back in the bed covers and
panted for a while, still with his suffering slave on
top of him and impaled on his now limp cock. After he
had taken a few moments to recover the Free Man wrapped
his arms around the still sobbing slave and kissed her
tear streaked face.
“Shh, my love it is over now, you did so great and I am
proud of you. Now I am just going to take the bottle out
of your ass and then you can rest.”
Greg said, but Allie did not respond, she was in to much
pain. The Free Man reached behind the slave girl and
found the neck of the wine bottle and begun to gently
pull it out, that however drew fresh screams from the
harshly used slave and she begun to struggle weakly in
the Master’s grip. Greg made his voice as soft as he
could when he spoke to the girl.
“Shh, I am just taking the bottle out, it have to come
out you know… shh, there we go, almost out.”
The Free Man cooed to keep his terrified slave calm as
he pulled the instrument of her torture out of her
rectum. The bottle was coated with blood, ass juiced and
sperm and Greg put it down on the floor as he gently
lifted Allie of her and put her down on the bed.
Carefully he got behind the slave to examine her back
door fuck hole to see if Allie was badly hurt, she was
not, there was blood and the rectum was red like an open
wound and swollen and every now and again it spasmed,
but the blood just came from some few small tears and
was not serious. Allie cried hysterically as Greg
examined her.
“Please Master…no more… no more pain.”
The Free Man pulled his slave up into a loving embrace
and kissed her softly on the lips.
“No… there will be no more pain Allie it is over now.
I am just checking that you are alright. Come now my
love, I have to do some paperwork at my office, but I am
not going to leave you alone right now, you can rest on
the coach. Shh, now my sweet, all will be well.”
Greg lifted Allie up into his arms and took her out of
the bedroom and across the hall to his small home
office, he did not really need to do any paperwork right
now, but he thought his slave might rest easier if she
did not have to stay in the same bed that she had been
tortured in. The Free Man put his very tired, sobbing
slave down on his black, leather sofa and covered her
with a blanket so she would not get to cold.
“Now you can rest Allie, but before then, is there
anything you want? Something to drink perhaps.”
Greg whispered as he brushed the slave girl’s hair away
from her sweat covered brow. Allie did not answer but
she did give a weak nod so her Owner took a bottle of
water he had put beside the sofa in case his property
would need it after her ordeal and helped her take a few
sips. Allie coughs a little then she sinks know into the
blankets.
“Please don’t leave me alone Master.”
Allie sobbed and Greg shook his head as he lovingly
adjusted the blankets covering his slave’s beautiful
body.
“Do not worry my love, I am right here and I am going to
sit here with you until you are sleeping and then I will
be right across the room at my desk working, all you
have to do is open your eyes and you will see me, or
speak my name and I will be right by your side.”
The Free Man said as he kissed Allie’s shaking hand.
“My asshole hurts so much Master.”
The little kajira sobbed and Greg sigh.
“I know babe, I know but the pain will pass in time and
the best you can do right now is just to try to sleep,
all will be well.”
Allie nodded, her tear filled eyes met those of her
owner.
“Are you going to hurt me this badly often Master?”
The slave asked fearfully. Greg gently patted the
kajira’s hand as he replied, he did not want to scare
her as fragile as she was right now.
“Not often my love, but I am going to do this and worse
to you again.”
Allie sobbed louder now and shook with fear.
“I do not like pain Master and this hurt so badly.”
Gred nodded, he was still holding his property’s hand,
he understood her fear and it pained him to see her so
terrified, but at the same time it exited him.
“I know Allie my sweet, but I enjoy your pain, and you
exist to serve me remember so at times yes I will use
you like this and enjoy your suffering. However I also
love you sweet girl, you are my pet, my property, my
lover, my friend and the woman I one day want to marry,
yeah there is one more thing to give other Goreans a fit
but it is true, you are all those things to me, and I
want you to be happy, so while if I did not care for you
I would have loved to torture you every night, break and
abuse you until you either begged release and left me or
where reduced to nothing but a pain whore for my
pleasure, however I know that would make you miserable
so I will not hurt you so much and so often that you can
not be happy.
“I know a session like this takes allot out of you and
that it will take you weeks to recover from it, I would
hate for you to look at me with only fear in your eyes.
I want your love and your trust, so yes I will torture
you again, but no it will not be often and when I do,
remember that I will always be there for you once it is
done, just like I am now.”
Greg said as he put the slave girl’s little hand on her
belly under the blankets and leaned forward to plant a
kiss on her forehead.
“Now my love, sleep you need your rest.”
The Free Man muttered but his slave had already obeyed,
her eyes were closed and her breath was even and on her
full, inviting lips where a little smile.