The Handmaiden - Page 24

He wasn’t always cruel; in fact he’s been letting me get away with a lot. I’ve even caught him chuckling at some of my more colorfully inventive descriptions of him and his peers. But the time I tried to climb out the window he’d lost his damn mind. My ass hurt for three days straight. Never again!

It was then I realized his more severe punishments were applied if I did something he deemed too dangerous, or if I outright disobeyed him. I’m ashamed to say I’ve started doing shit on purpose because his punishment didn’t always come in the form of spankings. Sometimes he’d touch me instead.

I knew something was happening to me, but couldn’t seem to stop myself from following his lead. I couldn’t understand it. This is not what I wanted for myself. I’d never imagined giving in to his masterful ways. But he knew the rules to this game way better than I and so far I was losing at every turn.

Every time I’d think he’d softened towards me, that maybe he was coming to see me as something more than his ‘pet’ he’d go back to being forceful and demanding. Dominating my every move and reminding me that I was not his equal, that he was my master in every sense of the word.

But whatever he was doing to me had been subtle because I had not even noticed the change in the beginning. Things had just sort of become routine and as he’d said, my old life was slipping away from me day after day and I was growing accustomed to this new one.

Now my eyes follow him around the room and whenever he’s gone I curl up on the little cot in the corner until he returns. I wasn’t completely bored on those days he was gone because that damn nut had me reading shit. A book of rules I call it. Some of that shit I had no intention of doing and told him so, but he always got his way in the end.

I’d even got use to being naked while he was clothed. Or having his hands on me all the time. Contrary to what I’d first suspected, he didn’t keep me bound all the time, now that only happened if I really pissed him off, and it usually followed a spanking or one of his ass fucks.

He didn’t deny me the freedom to move around the room at will, and though I didn’t sleep in his bed because he acted like it was the throne to the kingdom, he hadn’t freaked the one time he’d come back early to find me lying there reading. He’d just given me a look and I moseyed my ass on out of there. What did he think? I was going to pee on it?

Where is he? Just as I had the thought he came through the door looking hot in an open necked shirt and dark fitted slacks, his hair still ruffled from the wind, and…dammit. I have got to stop reacting this way to him.

I was beginning to think that he had a more sinister reason for not taking my virginity yet. I used to think he was waiting for the holes he’d put in my snatch to heal, but now I’m not so sure. I think he might be waiting until he’d turned me into a dimwitted twit. Until I craved him the way I’d started to.

With his care the piercings between my thighs had been healing nicely, they were no longer sore. He keeps hinting at what he’s going to do to me once they’re completely healed and in the meantime he’s trying his best to turn me into a mindless sex fiend. He’s even got me craving his dick in my ass. Embarrassing.

15

Master Brax

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“What are you doing Alyssa?” I didn’t have to have eyes on her to know she was up to something; she’s always up to something. I looked at her now as I sat at the desk I’d had brought down to my rooms from the attic. For the duration of her training I will remain with her most of the day and night. We were almost at the end now. Thank fuck.

I wasn’t sure I could go much longer without having her. Her training was coming along nicely though of course there were still a few hiccups here and there. But at least I’d taught her to curb her tongue and to obey me the first time I gave an order.

She came over to me now and stood behind my chair looking over my shoulder. “I’m bored sir.” I wonder if she notices how easily she calls me that these days. I’ve also noticed that she calls me sir when we’re speaking casually like this, and master when I’m buried deep in her ass.

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