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Slave Training (LittleKitty & Ryimmor)

She whimpered, pulling her tail against her and hugging it tightly. She didn't want to be hurt like he had done before, so she quietly climbed on the bed and looked down, fiddling with her tail.
Mumbling softly, she said, "I don't care...." she waited silently for him, and then rethinking her anwser.
"Whatever you want..." she mumbled.
 
He pulled a fistful of hair, yanking her off the bed. "First, I want you to lose the rest of those dirty clothes.
 
Looking at her now with almost disgust he retorted sharply, "Why don't you keep it to one request a day, huh? When you start acting like the slutty little slave you're meant to be we can talk about more leniency." He watched her strip, anxious to penetrate and violate her incredibly tight holes again.
 
She huffed, unable to keep the smart aleck retort for leaving her mouth.
"Mabye when you stop acting such an ass I'll be nicer to you."
She let her shirt drop to the floor, slowly undoing her bra. She looked over at her master, just relising what she said. She paled, watching his reaction.
 
He stood still and silent, waiting for her to finish undressing. As she did he pulled her over, putting the collar back on her. Before she had time to complain he walked to the other side of the room, grabbing another chain from over there and also attaching that to the collar. He did this from three points in the room so she was now stuck in the middle, unable to move.

Then, he reached down and picked up a while, cracking it multiple times over her ass, legs, back, and stomach before looking at her, right in the eyes, "I don't like being talked back to."
 
She finshed pulling off her clothes, wrapping her tail around her naked body. She waited as she felt him put the collar back on, tugging at it and saying,
"You said you'd take it off!" She coutiened pulling at it, watching walk around the room and conecting her collar to chains. Yelpping as she saw the whip, she tried to pull the collar off, whimpering.
She cried out as he whipped her, shutting her eyes and a tear ran down her cheek. She opened her eyes slightly when he stopped, her fear fill eyes meeting his.
Nodding her head, she whimpered softly, "S-sorry...."
 
"Sorry isn't enough you little slut. I bring you food, I bring you water, and you act ungrateful." He cracked the whip over her body again, attacking her ass, cracking it down over and over, tearing it up until blood started to slowly drip out of the whip marks. He set the whip down, looking at her standing there, shaking.
 
She screamed out as he coutiened to whip her, trembling. She panted as he stopped, more tears falling down her face. She wanted to curl up on the floor, but the collar held her in place. The only thing she could do was stand there and tremble. Her tail was wrapped tightly around one leg.
 
He let the whip drop to the floor, walking over to pick up a crop now, he spread her legs out and got on his knees before her. Without even so much as glancing back up at her he started slapping the insides of her thighs. He would crack the crop down 3 times on the left side, and then 3 on the right, repeating this process over and over for what must have been 2 or 3 minutes straight. Then, without pause he started slapping her pussy, the crop coming down with a sharp crack on her clit each time. he continued this for quite some time as well, relentlessly cracking the crop down on her. He finally stopped, putting the crop and the whip on the bed he came back to her, looking her in the eyes.
 
She screamed out and squirmed, resisting the urge to kick him. She struggled harder as he coutiened to whip her, crying out. Evetualy running out of energy, she stopped her struggles, crying as he coutiened to whip her. After what seemed like an eternity, he stop, coming back over and looking her in the eye. She whimpered, stareing back at him with wide green eyes.
 
Piercing her eyes he snarled at her, "I'm going to give you a rule, and you are to follow it no matter what, do you understand?"
 
"When I punish you, you are two count the whippings, understand? And after each set you are to thank me for instilling obedience and discipline in you. Do you get it?"
 
"You don't get to ask questions." He replied before picking up a paddle. He released the extra chains from the collar and then removed the collar from her neck. "Now, why don't you go bend over the bed and we'll give it a try."
 
She nodded, reaching up and rubbing her neck. Lookng down before she moved to the bed, she said soflty,
"I k-know you s-said I'm n-not allowed t-to ask q-questions, but a-am I s-suppose to c-count out l-loud?"
She walked over to the bed, winching as she bent over it, hugging her tail tightly.
 
"Yes, you are, now put your tail in the air." He was now staring at her juicy ass, ready to beat it with the big, heavy paddle in his hand.
 
He rested a hand on her soft, smooth back, rubbing it gently for a second before cracking the paddle down on her ass.
 
"Stop with the fucking stutter, say it like you mean it." He cracked the paddle down again, and again.
 
This went on until they reached 15. It seemed as if each spank was harder than the last. He set down the paddle and sat on the bed beside her, waiting her thanks.
 
With each time he hit her, she cried out the number, clenching the sheets until her knuckles turned white. He stopped, and she panted. Wondering why he stopped, she decided that that must have been a set and slowly said, trying hard not to stutter,
"Thank you.... for teaching....me.... o-obedience and.... d-disaplaine."
 
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