Training

When Lucius reappeared in the doorway about a half an hour later, Scarlett felt a jolt of desire course through her body. He was just so attractive… something about his powerful figure made her simply want to swoon.

He approached the chaise upon which she had been lounging and leaned down to kiss her harshly, biting her already swollen lips. After a few seconds, he pulled up and said:

\"You have done well, my dear. Now it is time to take the next step in your training.\"

She shivered with anticipation, gazing up at him with a pathetic sort of willingness, and he laughed softly, knowing that he had her wrapped around his finger and that he could now do whatever he wanted.

He ordered her to put in a dark purple robe, then led her through the Manor and down to the dungeons. Stopping at one of the thick wooden doors, he slowly opened it and ushered her inside. Her heart was palpitating quickly as he entered after her and the door shut with a heavy thud. Gazing around, she found that the room was littered with numerous contraptions and paraphernalia – whips, ropes, clamps, electric wires…

\"Come here,\" Lucius commanded.

She gulped and approached him tentatively. He was standing next to what looked like a kind of wooden door-frame, and when she reached him, he roughly removed her robe and proceeded to chain her limbs to the four corners of the frame. He then took up a bit of rope and wrapped it several times around her breasts, causing them to stick out and hindering the circulation slightly. She was shaking a bit, unsure what to expect, and she was beginning to vocalize her concerns, but before she could plead with him, he slipped a red ball into her mouth, kept in place by leather straps which fastened around the back of her head.

After he had prepared her, Lucius perused his stock of toys and selected a black, velvet whip. Without warning, he brought the lash down on her backside, eliciting a muffled cry from her throat. He then dragged the soft velvet over her tender skin and whispered lasciviously in her ear:

\"You have much yet to learn, my dear. Pleasure and pain are but parts of a whole – you cannot experience the one without the other. You will understand… by the time we are through.\"

He gave her another smack with the whip, then continued:

\"Up to now I have let you do much as you pleased, but this must not persist. I am your Master. You are my slave. You live to serve me… you want to serve me, don\'t you slut?\"

She nodded, tears welling in her eyes. Another lash.

\"Then you must submit yourself entirely to my will… you must accept the pain, you must realize that the pain only increases your pleasure… only then will you fully comprehend.\"

He whipped her, ten, twenty, thirty times. Her snowy skin was raised and red. She was crying silently, but as usual Lucius ignored her tears. When he felt she had had enough flogging, he brought out a long, black, leather cock studded with slender strips of metal. This he delicately but forcefully inserted into her vagina, then he bewitched it to fuck her on its own. He did the same in her ass, using a slightly smaller version. While the dildos penetrated her, he picked up another, shorter whip with numerous strips of leather on the end. Her faintly purple breasts received the lashes from this instrument, and the pain was so intense that she began to scream – though her cries came out stifled.

When he saw her body wash with an orgasm, he ceased his flogging and removed the offending toys. Next, he took out his wand and charmed her so that she wouldn\'t be able to climax, then he used a vibrator to begin stimulating her clitoris. After about forty-five minutes, she was just on the verge, but the spell prevented her from reaching the peak. The feeling was absolutely torturous; she writhed and moaned and struggled against her bonds, but nothing she could do would give her the release she needed. Lucius grinned as he untied her and brought her over to a kind of shallow stone basin, much like a bathtub. Once she was seated in this, he tied her hands behind her back and spread her legs apart, pressing them to the stone sides. Then, using a kind of hose with a nozzle on the end, he began to spray her clitoris with a jet of warm water. Almost immediately, she came to the very edge of a climax, but he still deprived her of the pleasure. For nearly an hour, he kept her in this agonizing state, occasionally rubbing her breasts or gently touching her hair.

Finally, he switched off the water and dried her off with a towel, then sat her in a plain wooden chair, which he bound her to by wrapping rope around her chest and the chair\'s back. He removed the gag from her mouth, and she let out a deep breath. He told her to relax and proceeded to bewitch her legs so that they were pushed as far apart as they could go and so that she couldn\'t move them from that position. With his wand, he conjured what looked like a small black box with wires coming out of it. He took up two of the wires, which had a clear, flat disks on the end, and placed one on each of her nipples. When he pushed a button, she felt a small jolt of electricity – she cried out in surprise.

\"Shhh, my little whore, I shall have to gag you again if you cannot remain silent.\"

She closed her mouth, and he proceeded to clamp a wire onto her clitoris. When he pushed the button this time, she not only received a zap on her breasts; she also received an instant rocket to the edge of an orgasm. She let out a small whimper, and Lucius responded by increasing the voltage, sending even more pain through her body.

\"Quiet, slut,\" he commanded, watching her squirm, trying to twist free and alleviate her badly over-stimulated clit. Lucius wasn’t sure he\'d ever seen a clitoris so big before. Certainly not a sixteen year old\'s.

He continued to send pulses through her nerves for another fifteen minutes, then he removed the wires and placed a small, blue clip on her clitoris. Scarlett would soon learn that this device kept her in a constant state of near-orgasm – an absolutely agonizing experience. Lucius quickly unbound her and carried her back upstairs, where he laid her on her bed, tied her hands above her head, and softly stroked the side of her face. Her body jerked and twisted, and tears streamed down her face, but it was just one unavoidable step in the process. The device was designed to familiarize her body with this hyper-sensitive state, so that she would then be able to better control her orgasms and he could train her to come on command. He couldn\'t skip this step just to avoid her discomfort, and besides, he rather enjoyed seeing her like this.

He kissed her forehead lightly, then left her for the night.