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Breaking a pet

Kaura couldn't remember the last time she slept so well, even taking into account the healing abilities of her collar, she rested well. Something about Janek's arms encircling her drove away the doubt that normally kept her awake at night, soothing and protecting her, just with his presence.

She woke just before him, fully awake in just moments, her head still nuzzled beneath his chin, her arm draped over his body lightly. She could feel him start to stir as well, obviously just beginning to awaken. She could also feel his heat gently pushing against the inside of her thigh, and wondered curiously if that was simply a normal occurance for him, or if her presense next to him stirred some desire even as he slept.

She smiled slightly, and very carefully slithered down him. She did her very bext to keep from waking him, so his first waking sensation would be her hot mouth wrapping around him. As gently as she could she wrapped her fingers around his base, holding him steady as she went down, licking his head as she started to take him in, moaning ever so sloftly as she sucked.
 
He sighed in his half-awake state, feeling the pleasure radiating from his groin. Indeed, the first conscious feeling he had was pleasure, and it was a marvelous way to wake up. He felt her hot mouth sliding against his most sensitive flesh, and it both relaxed him and brought him more awake. He opened his eyes to the early morning light, and gazed down at her golden locks, moving over his lower body.

It would be incorrect to say he'd never experienced this before. However, it was the first time it was an entirely voluntary action on the part of the girl, and that fact was not lost on him. He sighed, and put his hands behind his head, just luxuriating in the feel of it. "That's an excellent girl," he murmured, "that's a wonderful slut. Such a thoughtful slave."
 
Kaura heard Janek sigh and she smiled, bobbing quicker, before stroking him with her fingers as she pulled back to lick along the head and side of his cock. "Good morning Master Janek..." She murmered, moaning as she flickered her toung across him, gently playing with his nuts in her hands while she teased him with her mouth.

She smiled slightly, giving him a smoking, sultry look as she swirled her tongue around his cock, sucking slightly as she pulled away so it made a soft 'pop'. "Is there anything my master is in the mood for this morning?" She asked, letting her tongue play with the very tip of his cock, before opening her mouth, and letting it slide down her throat again with a soft moan, and tiny gag.
 
His moan was full-throated after she took him deep, her throat flexing around his tip. "Nothing... specific! I give you... open reign," he gasped, his hips thrusting upward a bit under her talented mouth.

He let her work a little bit longer, just loving the feel of her lips and tongue and throat, all in synchronicity to give him pleasure. As she settled in between his legs, he started to offer suggestions, such as "try licking those balls," or "suck up the side of the shaft." He found his hands stealing up to the sides of her head, just resting there for now as he enjoyed the pleasures she was giving him.
 
As she found was normal for her, his moan served to draw out her own arousal, her pussy growing wet as she bobbed over him, a gentle suction and careful flicks of her tongue. She knew he was enjoying it, by the way his body tensed, how his breath came slightly ragged from his own arousal. Oh and she loved it, more than she should. His every passionate sound made her need him more. But she would be patient, she told herself, every act of sexuality served a purpose here, and this, it was all about his pleasure.

After a few minutes of her working him, he began to instruct again, short pants as he explained what he wanted. She obeyed without hesitation, licking and sucking on his nuts, sucking up the side of his cock, flicking the tip of her tongue at his most sensitive places. All to drive him up, to make his pleasure more intense.
 
He felt his first climax of the day rising in him, and he didn't have any reason to hold it back. He knew she was giving him pleasure for the sake of his own enjoyment, so he luxuriated in this fact, and didn't hesitate. His fingers tightened in her hair, starting to move her head back and forth over him, controlling her movements over his shaft. His breath came in short, ragged pants as he felt his orgasm approaching fast.

"You will swallow it all," he whispered roughly, "and lick me dry and then thank me for the privilege of taking my seed. Is that understood?" He forced himself to hold back his climax just long enough for her to answer, although his cock was already throbbing, jumping with the pent-up need and imminent release.
 
Kaua could feel him tense, almost shivering in pleasure as she moved. His hands, once just gently craddling her head, now clenched tightly in her hair, and forced her pace, tugging and pushing her over his hard cock. It was like the time belowdeck, she thought for an instant, but gentler, giving her enough time to force down her gag, and pleasure him as best she could.

She heard his order, and made a agreeing moan around his cock, showing she undertsood, without every having to take his length out of her. He pumped just a few strokes more before he was cumming, and Kaura caught every drop in her mouth. The force of it was enough to catch her off gaurd, and she waited until the spasming of his cock stopp completely to pull her mouth away from him. As she heard him order before, she opened her mouth, letting him see his milky seed coat her tongue. She swallowed, getting used to the unusually strong flavor of his seed, before returning to his cock, picking every drop of cum she missed off. "Thank you for letting me have you wonderful seed Master." She whispered with a sultry smile, giving him one last lick for good measure before moving up his body to lay at this side once more. "How did you sleep, Master Janek?" She asked softly, brushing a lock of hair from his face.
 
He smiled at her, a genuine grin of pleasure. "I slept quite well, but I cannot deny, my waking up was better."

He stretched, now, lean muscles flexing, and encircled her with one arm. "Well, I do believe that was a good start on your oral examinations today. We shall spend the morning working on toughening your skin -- and you have full permission to enjoy that as much as you're able -- and then we shall do some more getting you adjusted. I shall let you choose the lower orifice at that point. And then it will be time for your shift belowdecks. In the afternoon, I will finish your major orifice training, and then we'll work on bodily flexibility until after dinner." He gave her a sidelong glance. "Honestly, I don't expect I'll be able to train your body to be too much more flexible; your heritage already gives you an incredible advantage in that respect."

"But anyway. None of that needs to start immediately," he murmured, and hugged her a little bit closer, just enjoying the feel of her against him.
 
Kaura smiled slightly as he looped an arm around her, pulling her in close to his hard body. She leaned her cheek against his chest with a soft sigh, listening carefully to the training schedual. It wasn't that she was paticularlylooking forward to anything, but knowing what she was in for through the day was a small comfort, that at least she could prepare for it. Though she did perk up when he mentioned she could choose where he took her, and she looked thoughtful for a moment. After a moments thinking she decided she would wait until that part of training began, to see if she had a preference at that point.

For now she just curled in close, pulling her body in, draping a leg over his waist again. "I'm glad." She murmered back, and planted a trail of soft kisses along his collarbone before looking up at him tenderly, "I am enjoying just laying here with you, Master Janek."
 
He luxuriated in a slow morning wakening with her for as long as he dared, just absently stroking her hair. But, finally, the noises of the crew tending to their duties forced him to rouse. He sighed in disappointment, and disentangled himself from Kaura's limbs. Rolling out of bed, he got to his feet and began to tend to his morning routine, such as the chamber pot and various other things the collar exempted Kaura from having to worry about. "Come along, Elf Slut," he said softly, turning the name into something of an affectionate jest, "get up and take your display position, there in the middle of the floor."

The flogging and caning was approximately equivalent to the day before; he kept her in display position and walked around her, striking at whatever body part seemed ready. Between strikes, he would sometimes trail the flogger or the tip of the cane gently across her skin, frequently accentuating the freshly-struck target. She was allowed to achieve as many paingasms as she was able to, provided she didn't break position; if she did, a brief bare-handed spanking was the "punishment" before she was placed back into position and started again.

The strikes were more frequent, but not harder. And already, it seemed like her body was getting used to it a little bit; the painful sting wasn't as unpleasant. Janek mentioned to her that her tolerance would increase, her "skin would toughen," in a way, for a while, but eventually she would find a plateau.
 
Kaura sighed softly as he ran his hand gently across her head, stroking her gently. She enjoyed the bit of affection, curling close to him, though she heard the crew outside the cabin, the hurried sound of the ship coming to life made her want to sigh softly, knowing that soon the day would begin for them.

And indeed, Janek pulled away. Kaura pushed herself to sit as he prepared for the day. She watched him for a moment, before she saw the chamber pot and turned her head away slightly, studying the room until he was finished. When he was he called her again to the center of the room, and she took her pose without pause, smiling at him brightly as she placed her hands behind her head, her body completely open to him.

He grabbed the flogger and cane, and she prepared for it, feeling as the first strike lashed over her skin. She sucked the air through her teeth, preparing for the next. The first few strikes were only pain she found, but once he got in the rhythm, as the urning sting flooded her senses and her mind became hazy again... She found herself panting softly, her expression once again turning into mixed lust and pain.

Her first orgasm hit her hard, enough that she faltered, her hands falling from behind her head as she stumbled slightly on her knees. His hand came down onto her bottom when she did, spiking pain as he forced her back into position to begin again.

She help her position through the next paingasm, and the next... Until her body was visibly trembling from the stress. She was panting hard, sweat running down her now, her pussy dripping wet, and even a thin line of drool had escaped her parted lips. She stared at Janek for a few moments, her chest heaving as she gasped, "Please Master Janek." She begged, and a pink tinge entered her cheeks. "Could... I please feel your hand again?" She asked, squirming ever so slightly.
 
He knelt next to her, and indeed, began to spank her, but not a quick retributive smack, but a hard spank that left his hand on her buttocks, massaging gently, as if working the hand-shaped welt deeper into her skin. At the same time, however his other hand delved between her thighs, fingering her clit, stroking the mostly-untouched leaves of her pussy, combining the traditional pleasure with the pain.

"Straighten up," he murmured, encouragingly. He had wanted to keep coaxing her through the training, but he knew he had to start learning things like the others, he couldn't always treat her like a favored pet; he had to fight that tendency, that impulse. It was difficult, but necessary. "That's right, let it come, my pain-slut, you can do it, hold your position and let it wash over you..."

He fingered her and spanked her until he could see it course through her body, making her spasm and jerk, but he knew his words would center her, compel her to keep her hands laced, her back straight, and she did, mostly, throughout. He stopped spanking and stopped diddling and just ran his hands over the soft, welted flesh of her buttocks and belly.

"Very good! Very very good, Elf Slut. Resting position now, rest and recover. Catch your breath! You've earned a little break, that was excellent!" He finished stroking her, leaned in to kiss her temple, and then let her recover while he put his tools away. "I would say, pet, that the morning went reasonably well, wouldn't you?" He glanced over at her, and continued in a casual tone. "Have you thought about how you would like me to take you next?"
 
His hard slapped jarred her entire body, and even with his stimulating her pussy she bent over slightly, shivering from the mix of sensations. He urged her to return back to her position, and continued the toughening. She did her best to stay exactly as he wanted her, panting from the strain as she struggled to maintain her position.

Some time later she finally came again, gasping, and twitching, but somehow she managed to keep form. She finally came down, and he pulled away, instructing her back into resting while he cleaned up the tools. He kissed her temple, and she smiled, sinking back onto her heels for him, her hands upturned on her thighs.

Again she considered, and smiled at him, a slight blush on her cheeks. "I would like you to take me from behing..." She told him, "I am not picky about the hole, both feel amazing... But... Could... Could you spank me while you fuck me Master Janek?" She asked, looking up at him almost shyly, embarassed about actually asking for both his cock, and his brutal touches.
 
He came back to her, smiling. "You sound ashamed to ask, Elf Slut. You shouldn't be. Nobody should be ashamed of what it is they enjoy, and a pleasure slave least of all. True, your first duty is to please your Master, even at your own expense, but if he doesn't require different of you, there's nothing wrong with pleasing yourself as well." He chuckled and stroked her back. It wasn't the inflicting pain that had made him rock-hard during the training, it was the way she had reacted to it. A woman aroused, no matter the cause, was always arousing in turn. And still -- though he wasn't a sadist, there were times when inflicting such twisted pleasure on a willing partner was arousing in its very taboo nature. Though, frankly, that was a vestigial reaction; considering what he'd done as a slaver to train his slavegirls for market, there was very little left that he actually considered taboo.

"Assume the face-down position I showed you yesterday. I don't believe we'll need the chains and cords today, will we? Can you stay in place as if locked there?" He was moving behind her, his member stiffening at the thought of imminent satisfaction. Her pink welts were fading swiftly, all over her body, leaving only their memory in her mind, but still she wanted more, and he was ready to give it.
 
As usual, his words were thoughtful and made Kaura give pause to consider what she was thinking. She did enjoy the pain, she loved how it coursed through her and made her entire body burn and tingle pleasantly. She smiled in responce, her eyes dipping down for a moment to his stiff cock, ready to pleasure them both. She swallowed slightly, eager for it, slightly disturbed by just how anxious she was to feel him inside of her again. "I will remember that." She told him with a smile. "I'll try not to be shy around you, My Master."

"I can stay put, Master Janek." She assured him, and moved forward. She almost pressed her cheek into the deck, her arms laying flat on the deck next to her head. Her hips arched high once again, tilted up for the easiest possible entry.
 
He beamed at her back, even though she couldn't see it. Such a difference in the past 24 hours! He knelt behind her and placed his hands on her buttocks, parting them very matter-of-factly, not roughly but not particularly gently, either, and examining her nether crevices. Yes, this would be humiliating, objectifying, for her to be examined like a beast or a choice cut of meat, but that was rather the point. He eyed her pretty pink orifices, and sighed audibly with pleasure, seeing her so slick she was almost dripping. He decided to take advantage of that lubrication now, while he could, and so he straightened up and moved closer, angling his hips just right.

His thrust was straight and deep into her cunt, snapping right through her re-grown hymen once more, this time with little regard for what she felt. It wasn't that he didn't have any concern about it, but this was training, and she had to learn to cope with it. He rammed in solidly, trusting her copious juices to ease his way, and indeed, they did, and he sank in to the root with very little difficulty. He stayed there, savoring her squeeze around his shaft, letting her react a moment before delivering a stinging spank to the side of her buttock, and, a few seconds later, one to the other side. Only after she'd recovered from all of that did he start to pump, slowly at first, but completely, pulling out until just his head remained inside her, then thrusting root-deep again.
 
She could feel him pull apart the heeks of her ass, and her face grew red, slightly humiliated that he was eyeing her so closely, without even a tinge of intimacy that she could feel to it. She wondered, briefly, if he was choosing which hole to fuck her in next, and was curious which one he woul dpick. She wasn't lying when she said she couldn't choose, but was anxious t know his decision all the same.

He moved in closer, and she held her breath for a moment, feeling him slide up against her soaking wet pussy. Hs hands gripped her hips, and he rocked forward, slamming deep inside her tight cunt. Kaura let out a cry of mixed pain and pleasure, squirming under him as he sank completely in. "Master Janek!" She groaned, and whimpered in wonderful pain as he slapped her ass, first once cheek, and then the other. It was intensely arounsing for her, and she felt almost ready to explode right there as he pulled out, and rammed in once more. She rocked with him, moaning in pleasure as he took her. "Fuck me like the slut I am, please Master!" She begged, only partially because she knew this turnedhim on. More than that, she wanted that domination. "Please Master Janek, show me what a dirty little slut I am, nothing but a hole for you to abuse and use... Please, I want to be shown my place again."
 
He started to really pound into her, mercilessly fucking her tight, clasping channel and spanking her hard, alternating cheeks as he rammed into her. "Your place is on the end of my cock, Elf Slut! You're a pleasure slave, your job, your existence, revolves around pleasing your betters. Squeeze on me, gorgeous whore! Milk that cock with your body!"

Inspired, he kept pounding but angled himself differently. He turned, coming at her a little bit sideways, and brought his foot up, keeping his balance by gripping her hips tightly. He slid his bare foot along her shoulder until he felt her neck, the arch of his foot sliding along it under her hair. He forced her face to the deck with his foot on her neck, pinning her down with part of the weight of his body, literally pinning her with his heel on her skull, while his relentless cock battered into her, his hips slapping on her soft ass cheeks, his balls swinging to smack against her overheated sensitive flesh as he rammed. "This is your place, my sweet fuckslave, this is what you're made for!"
 
Kaura couldn't help but to let out a small yelp as he changed positions. His foot raised, slid down her shoulders, and ended at the base of her neck. His hips continued to thrust madly into her, his hard cock filling her folds before being yanked free, and then back in again, she felt herself violated like this again and again, until she was panting softly, a rosy flush in her cheeks. She wanted to arch, her body screamed for some way to move and release some tension, but she couldn't, she was held completey at the marcy of her captain, the master who was only too eager to show her her new place in the world.

She gasped out and panted, her fingers clenching on the deck as moans escaped between clenched teeth. She squeezed as hard as she could manage around his bulk, clenching firmly to increase his pleasure. She grunted out his title, gasping it at the end of each powerful thrust.
 
His foot was actually placed carefully, pinning her and making her feel humbled, subjugated, by the simple fact and symbol of his heel pushing her face to the deck, yet he didn't constrict any arteries or her windpipe. Not that she would have suffocated; the collar would have made sure she got air, even if it did nothing about the uncomfortable and panicking sensation of being unable to breathe. The function was primarily useful for deep-throat training, but Janek had no wish to force Kaura to realize it now. He was merely trying to show her "her place," as she had put it.

He continued to spank her, in the new position, and his rearmost hand reached down under his thigh and started to play with her clit, rubbing it and, as it swelled larger, pinching at it, tweaking it. All the while, he muttered softly, knowing her elven ears, even pressed to the floor or half-covered by his bare foot, would hear him. "I want you to climax for me, pain-slut, I want you to come all around my cock, you can do it, my fuck-whore, I know you can..." and so forth, a stream of filth and encouragement, all in one, knowing the low language and the sexual pain would turn her on all the more.
 
Kaura could only pant softly as his thrusts continued. Her hands balled on the deck, clenching as waves of pleasure washed over her. His rough spanking drove her senses up, an exilerating mix of sensations that she was becoming rather taken to. When his fingers reached down, rubbing and pinching at her sensitive button... It was almost too much for her to stand, it took every ounce of self control she had not to howl in pleasure.

She could feel her heart pounding, and at this angle the blood was rushing wonderfully to her head, throbbing in her ears. It took her a moment to realize that Janek was speaking, almost inaudible to most species, but clear to her. He was ordering her to cum again, and she was all too eager to fulfil his request.

"Yes master, I'll cum like the dirty pain-whore I am." She panted, letting the waves of pleasure consume her, She arched high, almost whining in need as she got close. Her entire body tensed and quivered in anticipation, and she held her breath for a moment, waiting for her moment of release.
 
His own climax was close, he was panting hard as he thrust, ramming and slapping against Kaura's body. He gritted his teeth, keeping himself back just by sheer force of will. Once again, her body was coaxing him to orgasm, but he wanted her to be the first.

"Come on, then, my gorgeous whore, my filthy wonderful Elf Slut," he grunted, as he reached under and pinched her clit once more, his other hands slapping on her cherry-red buttocks, while thrusting in and grinding, letting the passion escape from him in a gutteral moan.
 
Kaura just let the orgasm come, tensing as it coursed through her system. She gasped, moaning loudly in pleasure as her body was rocked by the force of her release. She breathed out his title again, her breath coming in short pants.

Only the foot pressed to the back of her head kept her from arching up, and she writhed and twisted under him as moans of pleasure escaped her once again. Her pussy clenched tightly around Janek, milking him for his wonderful seed. "Please cum inside of me..." She gasped in a breathy whisper. "Please... Fill my dirty, unworthy cunt with your hot cum..."
 
He groaned, deep in his chest, his fingers digging into her hips and clenching against her pelvis while he buried his member deep into her, ramming up against her cervix and exploding, throbbing and pulsing and swelling as her body clenched and clutched and dragged him deeper, begging with her cunt as well as her lips. And he gave her what she begged for, a torrent of semen straight down into her body. His legs flexed almost unconsciously, as he gripped and dragged at her, lifting her hips, arching her back for her with his foot still securely pressing her face to the deck, pulling her hips up just a bit, until her knees left the deck, as he filled her to overflowing.

When he came more to his senses, he quickly and gently set her back down again, moving his foot off her head as soon as he could. Much as he would enjoy lingering within her, this was not the position for that sort of thing, so he pulled out unceremoniously and sat down on his nearby stool.

"Excellent work, Elf Slut. Superlative! Now, don't let any of that seed out on the deck; some Masters will demand you retrieve and consume all of it, but I'd just be happy if you didn't spill it everywhere. As soon as you're able, come over here and use your mouth to clean me off and offer me thanks for the privilege of receiving my seed." His smile was large, his gaze bordering on adoring, but his tone was silk wrapped around iron: friendly but backed with authority.
 
Kaura could feel him pounding against her, his fingers digging sharply into her ass as he rammed, pulling her up off her knees, her head still shoved hard onto the deck. He exploded into her with a torrent of cum, and even as he was releasing she could feel thin streams of his seed running down between her already moistened thighs.

He pulled out, gently lowering her onto the deck again, and she wanted nothing more than to sink down and let her battered body rest for a moment, and bask in that warm tingling that followed a release. But, he had told her before, when he finished it was her job to clean him. She clenched her pussy to trap his seed inside, keeping her legs pressed tightly as she turned, and seeing no reason to stand, crawled between his legs, and took his flaccid cock in her hands.

She wrapped her fingers around his base, and held him steady as she began to work with her tongue, moaning softly as she lapped their mixed juices off him. She half hoped she might bring him to yet another release, but three in one morning seemed unlikely.
 
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