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Breaking the Innocent(ChuckelesxKrisBeta)

KelpieCepter

KelpieCepter

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Sam stands in front of the monitors which are showing him clearly the girl hanging suspended by her wrist in the next room over. Shaking his head softly he enjoys the view of such a flower before him. Normally he would give the girl to one of his trained underlings, but this one was to be his. Sam had been the head of breaking the girls for as long as it had been going on. At least five years had passed since he had assumed this role. He was 6'4 with dark brown hair with sharp grey eyes that seemed to pierce right though you. For now he stands staring at the monitors which show him every angle of the girl as he waits patiently now.

Moving to sit down he lifts his glass of tea sipping at it patiently. There are four different monitors in front of him each showing a different angle of the girl. Two are from the sides with the others pointing up and one pointing down. Turning slightly he picks up the file he has on the girl reading over it, glancing up at the screens nodding to himself softly. She should be waking up soon, then the fun would begin for both of them. It had been along time since he had broken one of the girls, but he had a special touch that was aching to be used again and this girl would be perfect to have break at his skill.
 
Lia slowly woke up, though she she couldn't really tell if she was actually awake or not as rough black cloth was tied over her eyes. A ball of some kind of hard plastic or rubber was wedged into her mouth, just big enough to be uncomfortable, with straps around her head holding it in place. With a bit of a stretch her toes could touch the cold floor while she was suspended from her wrists in mid-air and cold air passed over her pale, naked skin. She shivered and made a muffled sound of fear and confusion from behind the gag.
 
Sam glances up seeing the girl Lia starts to wake up. Smiling softly he tosses the folder down on to his desk as he stands up moving through the connecting door. His feet are silent as he moves around the room, rubbing his chin as he watches her quietly. He first betrays his presence by letting out a slow breath over her right nipple wishing to see her reaction to his presence, before he says anything to her.
 
When she feels the breath she sucks in a breath through her nose and squirms like a fish on a hook as muffled sounds of startlement and fear escape from behind the gag. She accidentally sets herself to spinning with her movements and has no idea where her mystery visitor is by the time the rope slowly turns her back in the direction she'd been facing, as a rope or string is wont to do when one spins the heavy object hanging from one end. She had a slim, pale body with hips that were just slightly bigger than might be usual for her size while her breasts were on the small size, only b-cups. But she liked it that way.
 
He lets out an almost cruel sounding laugh as she begins to spin herself around. While she spins his eyes roam over every part of her body taking mental notes of what make her break first. Moving around behind her he pauses for a moment, before his hand comes down upon her rear with a smack that resounds throughout the room. "You are going to become a slave my dear. One that will beg for the touch of her master by the time Im done with you."
 
What would have been a yelp if not for the gag left her, and drool dripped down from the corner of her mouth as her body swung with the smack. She whimpered, hearing him but not believing her ears. This couldn't be possible, this sort of thing didn't actually happen.
 
Smiling softly he actually seems to enjoy the fact that she tries to yelp when he smacks her rear. He once again begins moving around her as he lets her swing for a few moments more. "Once you leave my care you will be a happy obedient little pet." His hand comes down once more delivering an even harder smack to her rear end. He steps away from her as she begins to swing again from his smack. Easing himself down slowly he waits for her to stop swinging before he says anything else. "Since you probably have plenty of questions, Ill give you one chance to ask them." Without any gentleness he tugs the gag from between her lips.
 
"Where are we? Why am I here? Why would you do this to me?" Lia babbled desperately, even as she took in much more oxygen through her mouth than she could through her nose. Her lips actually stung some when she closed her mouth, after it having been held so wide for so long. After she finished asking she clenched her jaw tight to discourage the return of the gag.
 
He smirks softly as she talks so rapidly, giving her a shake of his head even if she cant see it. "Your first question isnt important. As to why, well you should have thought of that before you started your damn snooping. As for the last, well this is my job, breaking little things like you to be a perfect slave." Laughing softly he sees her jaw clench tightly together. "Things are going to go bad for you if you decide to fight me, but they will be much funnier for me." Bringing his hand up trailing it between her breast seeming like he is going to tease her before his fingers wrap around her throat and start to squeeze.
 
Her eyes widen behind the gag as his large hand closes on her throat. She struggles, holding on as long as she can as she squirms in his grasp. But then her lips part, trying to pull in air that can't reach her lungs and instead leaves her gaping like a fish in a desperate search for something she can breathe.
 
When her lips part he places the gag back into her mouth. "That little bit of stubbornness will cost you my dear." He moves over to the wall letting her see him pick out a riding crop. He walks over to her slowly, letting it slap against her breast. "I think five lashes will suffice for now." Smiling he steps behind her, delivering each of the five blows into the same spot on her ass.
 
She whined around the gag, still unable to see, and then jumped when the crop smacked her breast. But that sting was nothing to the five burning lashes layed one on top of another on her pale ass. She cried into the gag struggling fiercely on the rope.
 
He stops with the lashes after the first five. "Now then, are you going to behave yourself if I let you down from those ropes." Moving to walk around her, he drags the crop edge against her skin smiling. "You have to behave or the punishments will only get worse." He slaps the crop across her breast making sure to hit the nipple.
 
She yelped behind her gag and nodded desperately. She didn't want any more pain, and she was desperate to take her weight off her aching and burning shoulders.
 
He smiles softly as he presses a button that lowers her to the flower. "Good, see if you behave you can be rewarded." As if to bring more weight to his point he reaches down to cup her breast squeezing it tenderly. "See how much better it is to be rewarded. Instead of punished." He gives her breast another squeeze at the word rewarded, while delivering another smack at the word punish.
 
She was whimpering as he lowered her, tears still dripping down her face. Another cry escaped at the smack and she cringed as her burning shoulders slowly relaxed from holding up her weight.
 
Moving back to the wall he places the riding crop back. On his return he pick up a collar that seems to be made out of simple leather. "This is your training collar. Allows me to deliver alittle shock if you become to unruly. Eventually you will have a lace collar to show you have passed your training." Kneeling before her, he snaps the collar into place offering her a tender smile.
 
She shifted slightly as she felt the leather close around her pale neck, the feeling new and uncomfortable. She lifted her hands to scratch at the skin under it, raising both because they were still tied together. But she didn't say or do anything else, still bound, gagged, and blindfolded so she couldn't anyway.
 
His eyes narrow slightly when she lifts her hands to scratch at the collar. "Dont worry my dear. You will get used to eventually." Moving up behind her his hands slip around her waist. Letting his breath tickle against her ear as his hands rise to cup her breast. "If you cooperate and behave yourself like a good little slave then you will be rewarded."
 
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