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Breaking a pet

Teyha's temper always tended to get the best of her. When angry she tended to act less then rationally, and it was only when she began to calm and think that she could understand how big of a fool she made of herself. In her rage she half expected... Half wanted... The master to beat her for her attitude. It would give her the chance she wanted to blame him for her misfortune, and pull away from the rigors of her training. Instead the man seemed sincerely remorseful for what was, no matter what Teyha thought of it, his job. She peaked out from under the corner of the blanket to watch him care for the Elf, kissing her tenderly, his expert hands undoing her bonds.

Kaura responded well to his tender advances, kissing him back, a bright smile spreading across her lovely face. Once her hands were free she wrapped her arms around her Master and kissed him again, treasuring for just that moment how sweetly they met together. "I will tend to her." She whispered in his ear, reaching up to brush the hair from Janek's face once more. "You did nothing wrong, there's no need to apologise. She is still young, and throwing a tantrum. Do not let it bother you."
 
He nodded, and squeezed Kaura gently, then left her standing, free of her bonds, and stepped out of the cabin, securing the door behind him. The night watch gazed at him curiously, and he tossed a jaunty salute as he went belowdecks.

The other girls were "resting" in their way; bound or performing quieter tasks as their trainers slept. Some writhed gently in their bonds, others sucked on their masters while they slept, others did other things. He noted the generally good performance, and moved on. In the virgin room, the virgins themselves were semi-conscious, dozing in their pleasure, while the bound slaves licked away at them on their shift. He went to the corner and unpacked a trunk, taking out a spare belt. He checked the magical charge, found enough for the voyage, and then took it.

He paused a moment, just enough to pat the virgins on their heads fondly. It wasn't their fault, and what they were going through was a trial of pleasure, but they would get the easiest of owners. It was odd that he was having second thoughts now, but he acknowledged that this was kaura's doing. He had changed her, yes, in just the few days he'd been training her, but at the same time, she'd been changing him. It was troublesome, but there was nothing he could do now but see it through.

As such, he strolled back to the cabin to see how his girls were doing, pausing only a moment to speak to the other crewmembers who were still awake, giving standing orders regarding Teyha. Finally, though, he returned to the cabin.
 
Once they were free and alone Kaura moved back to the bed, patting the little lump of a woman who waited underneath. The witch squirmed, but didn't pull away or reject the touch. "You've got to learn to trust him." Kaura began softly, waiting for Teyha to respond. When the girl didn't make a move Kaura just sighed and continued.

She spoke quietly to the girl for the entire time that Janek was gone, getting little more then grunts and irritated huffs in return. She detailed their master's job, the duties of a pleasure slave, and ways that she could get her ecstasy through pleasing the man who trained her. By the time the cabin door opened the Elf was slightly irritated herself, and stood to move to Janek. "Welcome back." She told him pleasantly, before gesturing absently to the bed. "I spoke with her, but I am afraid she would not speak back. Perhaps it is wise to give her some time."
 
He nodded. "Understandable. I just have something for her to wear." He held up the belt, and he was pretty sure Kaura would recognize the type of thing it was, as he'd taken the time to point it out to her during her tour of the virgin room. He raised his voice a bit. "So, if Teyha would sit up for a few moments, then we'll all be able to get some sleep."
 
When Kaura saw the belt she looked up at Janek, startled. She could remember the function of the device well, cutting off the ability to climax without the direct consent of the master. All the same the young Sidhe said nothing, and stepped back to let Janek put the vile thing on the little witch, who popped up when she heard mention of something for her to wear. Even though she knew without a doubt he would not give her clothes to wear she looked in anticipation.

"A belt?" She asked, surprised. Ever curious Teyha delved out with her magic to see if there was more to the item then she could see with her naked eyes, and her brows shot up when she sensed some kind of a spell infused in the lovely accessory. "What is that?" She demanded, scrambling back on the bed away from Janek and Kaura.
 
He sighed. "It's insurance so that you won't risk punishment for pleasuring yourself. That's all. You've seen others like it work. You wear this, and you're free to do anything you like with yourself or others, anything but orgasm." He met her eyes. "I am not going to hurt you. You should know that. But this just puts the question of breaking your orders to rest."
 
Slowly Teyha pulled herself away from the wall, but she was frowning deeply. She moved off the bed, and placed her hands firmly on her hips scowling up at the slaver. "I thought you wanted me to enjoy sex." The young witch responded in a forced calm, for once raising her eyes to meet Janek's fully. "You were busy with Kaura, you two were enjoying yourselves, so I was just going to take care of myself until the next time it was the three of us. Here I thought that me getting off to you being a master would be a positive thing. It means that I'd be aroused by the dominance, and would fantasize about you dominating me. That's what you want, right?" She demanded, her tone growing slowly colder. "I'm doing my best to cope with this... Lifestyle... But I absolutely refuse to not even be allowed my own pleasure when you're already focusing on something else. It's not fair to either Kaura or myself."
 
"Teyha, I do want you to enjoy sex. I want you to desire it, to need it." He held up the belt. "The key here is to keep you wanting it, my dear. I want you to orgasm, yes, but I need you to feel why it's important. If anything, this ought to help you cope with this lifestyle. I'm willing to tell everyone to stop trying to give you sex training, to let you adjust to other things. You can still feel good, you can still get pleasure. But I want your desire for climax high. And just think... when you get it? How it's going to feel? You've experienced the easy orgasm; think how much more powerful it's going to be if it's been building a while." He raised an eyebrow. "Also, we can consider it part of your obedience training."

He didn't want to make it a condition of her protected status with him, but he was considering it, if she didn't give in.
 
Kaura held her breath, anxious to see the reaction of the tiny witch. She noticed the girl's temper, the way she flushed red from anger before crossing her arms tightly over her bosom, her knee bent to hide her womanhood. Hiding anything that could be perceived as attractive or sexy. The elf sighed softly, but decided it wise not to inject her opinion just yet. "Fine." Teyha snapped, sullenly looking away from Janek and his slave. This new rule bordered on cruel to her, forcing her to rely on the men of the ship if she ever wanted to feel like she did before. While she realized that was the point of the training, it still stung when she realized just how powerless she was in this setting. All the magic in the world could course through her veins, and she was helpless on this ship.

She drew herself up, standing awkwardly to keep herself at least somewhat sheltered from the slaver's eyes, and left her abdomen open for him to put the cursed belt around her tiny waist. "I've gone years without an orgasm." She told him bluntly, her jaw set stubbornly into a scowl. "I can go again, it's not a problem."
 
He frowned as he buckled the belt around her waist. “I want you to have orgasms. I just want you to appreciate them more,” he muttered.

The belt clicked closed, and Janek touched a few other jewels with his magical control ring. He had the settings: not only was Kaura's magic still seething through the witch's nerves, but the belt tended to work on the arousal of the wearer, as well. In men, it induced low-level priapism, so they would constantly sport a semi. In women, it kept them moist and warm, nipples stiff and skin sensitive. And it didn't inhibit pleasure in general, just the peaks of climax. The chemicals that rushed into the brain at the point of orgasm were inhibited from rushing, is all. Everything else was allowed, even enhanced.

Once the belt was on, Janek stroked her side gently. "Look, Teyha... if you want to orgasm, you just have to ask for it. All it takes is me, or another trainer, to give the permission, and you're good to go. I just want you to try it, and see how it works for you. Holding off, keeping from it despite stimulation... I promise you, you will notice the difference when you finally do get permission." He smiled at her. "It's a game, at the heart of it. And I'd like to show you this, explore this with you. You just have to trust me."
 
Teyha expected the belt to cut off her arousal, to keep her in a constant pleasure free state for as long as the belt stayed active, to never let her taste arousal unless she begged for it. Quite the opposite, when the slaver activated the belt Teyha felt the sudden spike in magic, the way it played off the spell Kaura put the day before. Already aroused, already stimulated, Teyha wouldn't help but to draw in a sharp breath through her teeth as the two pleasure spells rushed together at the center of her womanhood, and the warmth grew from there, spreading through her. She felt everything in crisp detail, the subtle sensation of her own body rubbing against itself as she shifted, the pleasant tingling that filled her breasts... It was euphoria, until she remembered the main function of the belt, to prevent her from climbing higher and cresting from her own pleasure without begging for it.

When Janek touched her she pulled back, only too aware of the roughness of his fingertips against her milky and delicate skin. "Teyha!" The elf scolded, finally deciding to step forward to place a hand on the smaller woman's shoulder in a gentle comforting move.

The witch pulled away from that as well, "Please don't." She told them both softly, "I don't want to feel anything until I'm used to this thing." She turned away and moved, not to the bed but to the strung hammock that Janek made the previous night. "I'm going to bed, I'm tired."
 
"As you wish," he murmured. "But you are welcome to join us anytime." He watched her climb into the hammock, and when she was settled, he beckoned to Kaura.

In the bunk, he folded his arms around the elf as she came to him. "I want to reward her, teach her," he murmured, so softly that only she could hear. "But her obstinacy makes it difficult."
 
Teyha pulled the hammock blanket high over her had, and curled up tight, comforted by the mini fortress that now protected her from the 'enemy' outside. She reached down slowly, and placed a hand on the belt, just touching it for now, and wondered exactly how hard it would be to break the damned thing with her magic...

Eagerly Kaura moved into Janek's arm, burying her head in his shoulder, and she kissed along his shoulder blades lightly. "Elves may not like change, but when need be we alter easily." She whispered back, her fingers running lightly through his hair. "Teyha is essentially human though, and young yet. These tantrums are to be expected. I will do my best to aid in her training however I can though, my dear Master Janek."
 
“She’s just having trouble adjusting; I’ve seen it many times. However, I’m having more trouble with it now. I blame that on you,” he breathed, chuckling, as he hugged her close.

The next morning, it was training as usual. He started with Kaura, putting her through her positions, starting her with the rod and paddle until she came from that, and then going to direct fingering. In this case, her predilection for asking for permission to orgasm came quite in handy as an example. Kaura needed no belt, but the behavior was just the same as if she’d worn one the entire time.

After he’d put her through her paces, given her her share of orgasms, he released her to relax a little and enjoy the afterglow. Then he cocked an eyebrow at Teyha. “I don’t see any reason why you can’t do the exact same thing, my dear. For the exact same rewards, if you want to ask for them.” He gestured to the spot on the deck where Kaura had just been performing, and stepped aside to let her pass to it.
 
Kaura rested a good bit better than Teyha, resting her pretty head against Janek's wide chest. Teyha spent the night fidgeting, touching and tugging on the belt until she finally fell asleep.

It was little wonder that the next morning Kaura woke first, as chipper as always. She submitted to Janek without question, and the sound of her training woke the young witch. She flopped over in the hammock, and watching the display. The mixture of magicks that now worked her most intimate nerve endings made it virtually impossible for her not toi be aroused simply by watching. But there was no point in touching herself, so she simply slid from her 'bed' onto the deck, and assumed resting position while Janek worked on Teyha.

It was some time before Kaura was finished, her chest heaving as she panted, and a slight sweat making her skin seem to glow in the morning light. "Thank you, Master Janek." She whispered, moving aside to allow his attention to focus on the younger woman. She took her place by the bed, interested to see exactly how her friend would act after she had time to cool down.

Better, apparently, if not by much. Teyha kept her eyes lowered, and moved in a half crawl to where the Elf had just been. She knelt there, her hands folded lightly in her lap, and her eyes averted to the deck, examining every inch of the wood as though it were the most interesting thing she had ever seen. "It's the principle of it." Teyha responded, but at least the heat was gone from her voice now. After a moment she did tear her eyes from the ground, raising them hesitantly to her Master's. "I do have a question though, don't you think this is completely defeating the purpose of what you were doing before?" She asked softly, "To overwhelm me, with this belt on all I have to do is not beg permission and I can deny myself an orgasm all I chose. All the work you and Kaura went through... And the power is in my hands again."
 
"Perhaps," Janek nodded. "But it would be a joyless time if you went through all you have to do without granting yourself the pleasure of release... at least every so often."

He knew in theory it was simple, but he had chosen this path with a mind toward what had already been done. Between Kaura's enchantment and the functions of the belt, it was going to be increasingly difficult for her to ignore her impulses. She thought it would be just like before, but there were several factors working against her: the separate magics, for two, and the fact that she had now experienced the power of unbridled orgasm was another. He was counting on all those factors working together with constant stimulation and teasing, to push her into finally asking for it.

"Principles are one thing, but pragmatism also has a role. You have to decide for yourself what sort of balance you need to strike. And speaking of strike... Display position, please." He swished the rod through the air in preparation, eying her creamy flesh, already planning where to leave the neat red stripes. "This training session, all you have to do is ask politely for release, and it will be granted."
 
If his words had an effect on her mood, she refused to show it. Briefly she considered crossing her arms, especially when he used the term 'Pragmatism' as though she was supposed to know what that meant! She wondered if she realized she was only fifteen, and however she might train her vocabulary there were simply words she did not know. Likely he had spent too long around the older Elf, who didn't bat an eyelash at the word. 'I'll ask her later' Teyha determined, not wanting to embarrass herself by asking him to explain himself.

In fact she was so wrapped up obsessing over her own ignorance that she almost missed his order, and when she did obey she rushed to make up for the half second hesitation. Her fingers laced behind her head, and she reluctantly straightened her back, leaving her exposed to his eyes once more. She watched his every movement, pulling back ever so slightly from that swishing cane. "May I have Kaura help me?" She requested shyly, her eyes darting to the other woman again before back at Janek again. "I want the three of us to be happy."
 
Janek nodded. "All right. Kaura can handle your training under my supervision. When she's ready." He looked over to the bunk and raised an eyebrow.

He knew Kaura would be good with Teyha, but he wasn't sure precisely what Teyha had in mind with regard to having the elf woman do the training, or at least most of the training (he did intend to step in when it came to the manual stimulation, just to keep the mental reinforcement of a male stimulant). But he was willing to let it play out, to see what the pale witch had in mind.
 
Teyha did have something in mind, and she only had to glance at Kaura for the Elf to understand more or less what the meant. The older perked slightly at being included, a smile spreading across her pixie like face. She pulled herself up from the couch, and moved to Janek's side. "She likes please us." She said, observing the girl carefully for a few moments. "I believe he would like to pleasure one of us while the other works with the cane." Kaura suggested, glancing over at the young woman to see if she agreed. And as expected the child gave a brief and embarrassed nod. "If it pleases you, Master, I would suggest Teyha have to please one of us with her mouth while the other stimulates her."
 
Janek's eyebrow quirked up as he smiled. "Oh, I see. Interesting. Do we have any preference as to which one of us gets pleased?"

It was an intriguing idea, and he probably should have been more worried about the level of silent communication that the two of them were expressing, but he had no objection. It just continued to be a distraction from the ultimate purpose of Teyha's training, though, and he worried that could be counterproductive. Still, he appreciated the thought, and was willing to explore where it went.
 
After the time spent with both Janek and Teyha, Kaura had picked up on more of their subtle signals, and the sexual preferences they displayed. It took little time for her to realize that her small friend held very little love for being set out alone, to have the focus set solely on her. She would rather please another, and have her own need drawn off that. To Kaura the goal was to pull the young witch between her levels of comfort. Being beaten, even for pleasure, would have her draw inward and retreat as she often did. Adding two levels of discomfort without something to balance her would only serve to hurt what they were trying to accomplish.

So with that in mind Kaura moved forward, kneeling by the young girl's side to stroke her face lightly. "If you have no objections, Master, I believe it should be you who is pleasured. It is men who she will ultimately have to learn to enjoy, and anyone can lay stripes on her skin."
 
Teyha was a bit of a puzzle to him, it was true, so Janek was happy to take her advice. The elf woman had a better connection, he was willing to be guided by her instinct.

"Very well." He adjusted himself so that his stiffening shaft was presented properly. He stepped over and looked down at Teyha, her eyes meeting his, and he smiled. "I look forward to your efforts, dear. Your technique has been developing wonderfully."

He teased her just a bit, taunting her lips with his thick, hot cockhead before letting her accept him into her mouth. He waited until she was working steadily on him before he looked to Kaura, smiled, and nodded. She could begin.
 
Slowly each piece moved to their respective location, completing the picture of obedience and sexuality that this ship strived to create. Teyha, still poised carefully in ready, waited for Janek to approach her. He spent a took a brief moment to make sure he hung perfectly straight and erect before moving his lips forward. Teyha leaned a fraction of an inch forward, letting the bulbous head of his cock brush against her thick lips. In return she kissed him lightly, every meek touch somewhat hesitant, more afraid of the act than usual.

Timidness never lasted long, not on this ship, not with these men. Janek pressed himself deeper, and there was no decency with a thick cock pressed to the back of ones throat. Her tongue slithered across the underside of his cock, tasting and teasing in the same instant. Slowly they began to move, pushing that thick cock until her nose pressed against his groin. For the first bit at least it was slower paced, an easy assessment of her skill and attitude that morning, and in the ease of the moment Teyha relaxed.

Smiling Kaura paced back and forth behind the girl. The thin cane she knew so well pressed into her palm, and she carefully mapped out where to strike, where to avoid, how to show the most pain without it tipping over and destroying her pleasure. Of course poised as she was the most obvious part for striking were those wide hips, the generous curve of her rounded ass. Muscle and fat cushioned the blows along her lower body, while her too thin torso and distinct ribs made Kaura hesitant to lay too many blows, afraid to hurt the girl more than she should.

That in mind she waited for Janek's nod, and began. Not well known for her strength, Kaura used quick and sharp blows along the smaller girl's body. Her hand lashed out, hardly a blur, and pulled back with a snap of fleshy impact, the thin red lash mark on Teyha's pale skin marking exactly where the blow landed.

The first impact was always the hardest for the witch, and this was no exception. She all but choked on Janek when Kaura struck her, her scream muffled by his presence in her mouth. All the same she sucked harder, licking him with more determination as if his pleasure might grant her reprieve from her pain. It wasn't the case, of course, as just seconds later Kaura set the cane upon her skin again with another sharp crack, and another until a good rhythm was set between them.

As if a dance or musical number of sorts Teyha and Kaura moved in harmony. The blows the Elf laid like the drumline, the symphony of pitched squeals and gasps Teyha answered a melody, and the slurps and wet gags from her training a sweet harmony. As loathe as the girl was to admit it, the experience was arousing, it did make her heart pound, her body ache for so much more... And that belt strapped around her waist, pouring in excess magic and pleasure certainly did not help her denial. Stubbornly though she chose to clench her knees together, to force out the promise of orgasm that a loss of composure and dignity would bring.
 
Her mouth was initially good, warm and talented, and she used it well. He was enjoying it, as he knew he would. And then, as Kaura administered the training, a curious alchemy began. It was as if the sensations of pain she was feeling were being filtered by her body, transformed, and administered to him as pleasure. The caning was spurring her to greater heights of effort, and it was certainly paying off for Janek.

And he could tell that it was paying off for Teyha, as well. The signs were there, beneath the flinching and wincing and the symphony of sounds she made. It was almost easy to miss, particularly with his own distraction, thanks to her talented mouth. But he knew the signs, was more than familiar enough with the behaviors from his years of experience.

He was able to hold himself off, keep from his own orgasm, but as her need mounted, it was getting harder and harder to resist. Finally, he knew she was getting close to peak. If she hadn't been artificially restrained from doing so, she would have popped off a while ago, in fact. And he, himself, was feeling close, as well.

So he nodded to Kaura to continue as she had been doing, and then turned his attention to the witch. He stroked his hands through her hair, and then tightened his grip, pulling her mouth deeply upon his length and angling her head so he could look down into her watering, tear-streaked eyes.

"Always remember," he intoned softly. "Doesn't matter what goes on with you, your primary duty is to please your Master." Then he grinned and winked. "No excuse for doing a poor job." And right upon the next impact, the next sting, with his eyes locked on hers and his fists pulling her head upon his cock, plugging her throat, he stroked his thumb over the edge of his ring, and the magical blocks against her orgasm were instantly gone.
 
Kaura was thoroughly enjoying the chance to demonstrate her new found skill to Janek, the added sounds and squeaks the younger woman made a delightful bonus to her enjoyment. Each movement such an artistry of sounds Kaura almost wished to close her eyes and enjoy it alone, had she not had to watch where her blows landed on the small woman's thighs and round buttocks.

With a quick, sharp flick of her wrist the smooth wood whistled through the air, a brief second or two of warning before landing with a sharp pop on meaty flesh. To which the witch jumped, and yelped without, fail, her choking gasp followed by an increasingly powerful desire to satisfy before her master decided a punishment was in order for her lack of enthusiasm. Apparently this was enough to earn the man's approval. he reached down, calloused fingers weaving in her thick hair, and he turned her head up to meet her eyes.

Almost instinctively Teyha winced. This was the man who was causing her so much pain, anguish, and humiliation in the name of fattening up his wallet. He sought to give her pleasure, true, but on his terms along, only to increase the amount of money he would no doubt earn from her sale. He was a man who was so good at his job that Teyha had to stiffen to not pull away, or look tearfully away from the almost cruel grin and wink he gave to her. With more effort she nodded to his statement to show she understood, and was prepared to begin again. The nod complete she found herself mercilessly plunged down on the thick cock again, it's bulk pressing hard in her throat.

It was torture to maintain her position in such a state, but she tensed, managing to hold well before Janek stroked his ring, and she crashed nearly screaming to her orgasm. The Elf, a natural of sorts, took the chance to help her ride the sensations to completion. The thin cane swept across her puffy oversensitive pussy lips, making a lewd wet slap on each quick impact. For close to a minute as Teyha groaned, whimpered, and slurped over Janek in his pleasure the Elf almost joyfully worked with the cane. She'd strike harder when Teyha would gasp, pant, the cock neglected for brief seconds in the younger woman's mouth. A quick reminder of what Janek said moments before, which spurred the girl back to sucking to keep from bruising her sweet folds too terribly.
 
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