Unwilling Obedience
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Category:
Smallville › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
13
Views:
17,223
Reviews:
29
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Smallville, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 7: Total Degradation
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UPDATE:
I hope everyone enjoyed their holidays. I've been relatively busy, so haven't had much time to write. I'm going to try getting the next chapter in on time, but we'll see what happens, as school is starting again.
Schedule:
Jan 5th, 2009, Chapter 7: Total Degradation
Jan 19th, 2009, Chapter 8: Double Feature
Feb 2nd, 2009, Chapter 9: First Date
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Chapter 7: Total Degradation
After an awkward morning and separation from Chloe, Lana found herself back on the Kent farm. She found herself urging Clark to stay on vacation over the phone, visiting his mother, as she was instructed to do so by Kara. Though the day before Lana probably would’ve urged Clark to stay away with no coercion at all, after Kara’s game with Chloe, Lana felt as if everything had gone too far. She wished to explore her sexual relationship with Kara more, but not at the expense of Chloe or anyone else. To make matters worse, she was once again in constant fear of what Kara would think up next, much like she was during their first night together. After feeding Clark her lies, she hung up the phone, and turned to Kara who was sitting at the dining room table.
“That’s better; hopefully we’ll get some more quality time together, hm?” Kara said with a small grin on her face.
“Yes, mistress,” Lana replied obediently.
“Lose the clothing dear. Make it quick; we have some work to do,” Kara ordered, standing up from her seat.
Without saying a word, Lana quickly stripped off her clothing, leaving it all in a small pile on the floor. Within seconds, she was completely nude with exception of her symbollic collar, leaving her perfect body on display for her mistress once again. She blushed slightly, as Kara took her time to inspect her. Without really noticing it, she moved her tongue around within her own mouth, feeling the new jewelery that it had been decorated with.
“Bend over the table, whore. Reach across, and grab the opposite ledge,” Kara ordered.
Lana was stabbed hard by the whore comment. She was having trouble enjoying this, as she was feeling dirty and completely in the wrong since the night before. In a way, she missed her old life, where she was in control, and consistently attempting to be clean and independent; she was now living life in the opposite way. However, not forgetting that she was trapped in her situation, she obeyed. Slowly, she made her way to the table, and bent over it, reaching for and cluthing the opposite side, as instructed. The awkward position forced her rear end upwards, and forcefully pushed her breasts against the surface of the table. She almost had to stand on the tips of her toes in order to reach across the entire table.
Kara sat at the table on the opposite side of Lana’s legs, so she was face to face with her pet. With a growing smile, she reached under the table, and grabbed two lengths of rope, which were tied to the legs of the table, and brought them above for Lana’s observance. Noting a look of disappointment on Lana’s face, she took to tying the rope to Lana’s wrists, effectively binding her. Reaching under the table again, Kara brought to the surface Lana’s ‘toybox’.
Lana frowned. She knew it was only a matter of time before Kara would utilize the toys that had yet to be used. Lana let out a sigh as Kara took the box, and made her way behind her; she could no longer see what Kara intended to do. She heard the box land on the floor; Kara had dropped it. She then felt her ankles being pulled apart; she made no effort to fight Kara’s forcefulness. Once her legs were spread apart to the point of discomfort, Lana felt ropes being tied around her ankles. Within seconds, she was completely immobilized, and exposed. She heard Kara digging around in the toybox briefly.
“Butt plug time, dear. We’re doing some stretching today, so we can have fun tonight,” Kara explained, as she squeezed some lubricant from a tube onto the sizeable anal plug she had bought for Lana.
“Mistress, I’m not sure if I’m ready for...” Lana tried to make her argument against Kara’s plan, but was interupted as she felt the tip of plug being forced between the cheeks of her ass. She let out a very loud and pain-filled groan as she felt her only remaining virgin hole being violated forcefully. Within seconds, the plug was buried within her, and she felt as if her rear end was on fire. She continued to groan loudly.
“We can’t have you making all this noise,” Kara explained, as she made her way to the other of the table, with Lana’s ball-gag in hand.
“Mistress, please...” Lana begged, on to have the ball gag thrust towards her face. Letting out a groan of pain and disappointment, Lana obediently opened her mouth and accepted the gag; it was fastened immediately, silencing her effectively.
“We’re going to give you a little lesson in sense deprivation, mixed with a dash of punishment. I don’t think threats are overly effective; I think some experience will give you some incentive to obey me completely over the next few days,” Kara explained, as she reached into the box and removed a long length of cloth.
Lana attempted to moan loudly in protest, but it proved to be ineffective due to her gag. She shook her head angrily, but it was no use, as Kara tied the cloth around her head and eyes, blindfolding her and blocking her sight completely. She tried to struggle, but her body was aching due to her forced position; she found that in addition to losing her sight, she was losing feeling in her limbs due to numbness. She could only feel the intense burning being created by her butt plug.
“Now, we’re going to turn off your senses completely in a second, slut. I’m going to let you sit here all day like this. I’ll be out taking care of some business,” Kara explained, before placing two ear plugs in Lana’s ears, and leaving the room.
Lana cried as best as she could with the gag in her mouth, hoping to get pity from her mistress, but she had no idea that she had already left. She was completely alone, with exception of having the company of her own thoughts and the intense pain shooting through her body. Unfortunately, the complete isolation gave her time to think about the previous night’s events with Chloe. In spite of hating herself emotionally and logically for having sex with Chloe, she knew she could not deny that she enjoyed it. The fact that Chloe was so willing, and so charged to participate made the feeling worse; she felt like a player only looking for sex, who would not return calls afterwards. She would never be able to do anything like that with her again, even if it could hurt Chloe.
Meanwhile, Kara had made her way to Metropolis. She used a cellphone she had swiped from some clueless businessman on the street to send a video message to a certain journalist at the Daily Planet. She attached a message as well. With a wicked grin, Kara made her way to a nearby diner to get a bite to eat, and await a response.
Chloe had been having mixed feelings about the entire situation with Lana from the night before. Though she knew she enjoyed every moment of it, she was still having trouble coming to terms with the way she felt. Leaning back in her chair at her desk, she let out a sigh. She had tried calling Lana to make lunch arrangements so they could talk about things; she was never one to hide from facts, but no one at the Kent farm was picking up the phone. Her eyes lit up with hope, however, as her cellphone began to vibrate on her desk. Reaching for it, she found that it was a video message.
Suddenly, a lengthy clip of two women in bed engaged in sexual activity covered the small screen of her cellphone completely. Feeling thankful that her phone was on mute, she chalked it up to a wrong number. However, her heart began to beat very quickly as, after closer inspection, she found that the video was actually of Lana and herself. Bringing the cellphone low out of anyone else’s sight, she read the message that was attached:
I know what you did with Lana Lang last night, Chloe Sullivan. I have the evidence. I will be making this public to her boyfriend, Clark Kent, as well as your peers in your work place, including James Olsen. In order to keep this private, you will keep in contact with me, and follow the instructions that will be mailed to your apartment. If you attempt to track this call, find me, or even tell your ‘special friend’, Clark, about these arrangements, I will make the video public immediately, and introduce Clark to some meteor rock. I hope a woman as bright as you can make the proper decision. I await your response.
Chloe’s mind began to race, and she began to feel dizzy. Whoever sent the message obviously knew everything there was to know about all of her secrets, and was untouchable because of it. Feeling her stomach twist violently, she began to move her thumbs across the buttons of her cellphone. If she had to perform some illegal tasks for whoever it was, it was probably worth it to protect Clark, Lana, and herself in the long run. She had no choice as far as she was concerned.
Meanwhile, back at the diner, Kara had just finished eating her burger and fries and paying the waitress with a generous tip; she was in a very good mood, and felt generous because of it. As she was leaving the diner, she felt the stolen cell phone vibrate in her pocket. Taking it out, she read the text message sent from Chloe’s cellphone, which simply read ‘Okay’. Kara giggled slightly, as she made her way to Chloe’s apartment in a blink of an eye, and slipped an envelope beneath her door.
Back at the Kent farm, Lana was suffering greatly. The sun had gone done, but Lana did not know it. She had been there for at least seven hours, but due to the lack of distraction caused by her sense deprivation, it felt even longer; she believed she had been there for at least twelve. Whimpering silently into her gag, she just wanted to be set free. Suddenly, there was light; her blindfold had been removed. It was Kara, and Lana was actually happy to see her. Within seconds, her gag, earplugs, and bonds were removed. She wanted to stand up straight, but the strain on her body she received throughout the day made it very difficult to move. Over a span of several minutes, she managed to straighten herself out, and adjust her eyes to the light. She was sorry she did have her sight back, however, as when she turned around, she saw Kara completely naked, with exception of the pink strap-on dildo that had been purchased for the toy collection. Even worse, she held a long, black leather leash in her hand.
“Now you get to really become my pet. On your hands and knees,” Kara demanded, with a grin that struck fear in Lana.
“Mistress, please, let’s leave some dignity in this?” Lana pleaded, her heart beating; this was going too far in terms of degradation.
“I said to get on your hands and knees. Do it now, or you’ll be tied over the table over night,” Kara ordered and threatened, her grin disappearing. It was time to break Lana completely, so she could move onto the next phase of her plan.
Trembling, still in pain, Lana fell to her knees and then placed her hands before her on the floor, placing weight on them. Closing her eyes in shame, she felt her mistress clip the leash onto her collar. She opened her eyes, and looked up at Kara, only to see her mistress staring down at her with a look of complete domination; Lana looked away immediately, and set her gaze on the floor. Sighing as her mistress began to walk towards the living room, Lana followed obediently on her hands and knees, being led on the leash. The hard wood floors of the Kent home made pain shoot through her legs, and she knew the living room was no better. However, upon arriving, she found a small carpet, seemingly made of long fur, laid out upon the floor. She was led atop of the carpet. She maintained her position on her hands and knees, as Kara made her way behind her. With a crisp popping sound, she felt the anal plug get pulled swiftly from her anal cavity. She felt looser than usual in the area, as air made contact. The sense of relief that she had received from being freed from the butt plug quickly faded, however, as she felt the tip of Kara’s strap-on dildo being pushed against her anal entrance.
“Offer me your ass, pet,” Kara demanded.
“Mistress?” Lana replied, with a questioning tone, not quite understanding the order.
Kara grabbed Lana’s hair and pulled back with force, earning a quick pain-filled scream from her pet, then reworded her order, “Ask me to fuck your ass; beg for it. I want you to tell me how good it feels, and I want you to beg me not to stop. Show me how slutty you are.”
Lana, still on her hands and knees, staring at the ceiling due to her hair being pulled back, replied immediately, “Please, Mistress Kara, take my ass!”
“You have to do better than that, Lana,” Kara responded, pulling harder on Lana’s hair, causing her hands to rise from the floor, and causing her to scream even more.
“Please Mistress! Your slut wants you to fuck her ass! Your slut’s ass is yours! Please! Fuck me! Please!” Lana screamed loudly, just wanting to get her hair released more than anything; luckily, she succeeded, and her hair was released. Lana sighed in relief, but gasped as she felt the dildo being pushed into her body; she was happy that it was lubricated, but the pain was still there. Within a span of a minute, the dildo was completely buried with Lana’s ass, and she was panting and gasping in pain and uncertainty.
“Keep begging, whore!” Kara screamed angrily.
“Please mistress! Your whore needs this! Your slut needs to have her ass fucked! Please!” Lana shouted in part-moans, lying with every word.
Kara smiled, knowing that Lana couldn’t see her do so. Slowly, she pulled the dildo from Lana’s ass, before sliding it back in. She began to repeat the process, slowly raising her speed with each repetition. With each repetition, her pet gasped and moaned but still forced herself to beg.
Lana was not moaning in pleasure, but was moaning in pain. Her anal cavity had been somewhat trained throughout the day, but she was not prepared for something as big as Kara’s dildo invading her tight hole with such force. She forced her eyes shut as the rhythm picked up and the force grew to intolerable heights. Trying to focus on other things, she managed to some how zone out from the pain. That did not last long, however, as she felt her mistress’ hand come down on her bare ass with force, which sent a loud slapping sound throughout the room; she shrieked out in pain in response.
“I can’t hear you, whore!” Kara shouted angrily, as she spanked Lana again, earning another shriek.
“Mistress! Fuck my ass! Please! Harder!” Lana begged, letting her instincts guide her words; she did realize fully that she had just requested that Kara speed up the pace. She got exactly what she asked for, however, as more pain began to shoot through her entire body as Kara started pounding with more force.
Kara was full of energy and could not be tired out. She kept her speedy pace constant from that point on, and did not heed any of Lana’s pain-filled moans. She wanted Lana to learn that in spite of the pain, pleasure could still be present, though she knew full-well that Lana’s first time would most likely not prove to be pleasurable in any way. This would be a long-term project.
Lana was losing track of time. Her body was growing weak, and she was tired mentally and physically. Her arms gave out from underneath her, as she fell to the floor. Her knees kept her ass proped up for Kara’s abuse, and the force of Kara’s thrusts forced Lana’s chest to rub against the rug quite harshly. In spite of the awkward position, Lana could not summon the energy to lift herself up. The best case scenario in her mind was that she would pass out from exhaustion, but the pain she was experiencing was far too great to allow that. Her loss of energy caused her loud moans to turn in soft murmurs; she could no longer beg for Kara’s abuse, and the lack of demands from Kara signified that her mistress fully understood her situation.
Kara knew that Lana was out of it, and could not take much more anal abuse. Satisfied that Lana had been degradated enough, she slowed her pace, then stopped thrusting completely. Standing up straight, she pulled at the leesh, forcing the exhausted Lana back up to her hands and knees. Kara noted that Lana kept her head down and eyes set to the floor, so took the opportunity to position herself in front of her.
Lana noticed Kara’ feet on the floor before her. She slowly let her gaze shift from the floor, to Kara’s feet, up Kara’s legs, past the dildo, before making eye contact with her. She wanted to sleep more than anything; though the intensity of the pain was subsiding, her ass still felt as if it was was fire. Before she could relax however, she noticed that Kara was staring down at her with that same look of dominance, and knew that her night was not quite over yet.
“Clean, whore,” Kara demanded, still striking Lana hard with her choice of words.
“Mistress?” Lana questionned, knowing that Kara wanted her to clean the dildo, but was still completely repulsed by the idea of sucking on something that had just come out of an ass, especially her own.
“You heard me, bitch. I suggest you accept your place; you’re no better than a cheap whore, Lana, and I expect you to behave no differently. Get cleaning, and you had better let me know how much you’re enjoying it,” Kara ordered sternly, as she smiled dominantly.
Lana let her head bow down for a moment, as a tear slid down her face. Summoning what little fortitude she had left, she raised her head, and parted her lips, and allowed Kara’s dildo to enter her mouth. Sealing her lips, she tasted the remnant of her ass, and lubricant on the dildo’s hot surface. Sickened, but determined, she forced herself to let out soft moans as she began to slide her wet lips across the dildo’s pink shaft. She kept her eyes open, and kept eye contact with Kara, as she had been forced to in the past during other sexual ‘activity’.
Kara stared right back at Lana, as her pet cleaned the dildo as ordered. She could see Lana’s face contort as she obviously battled with the flavours of her own ass. The soft moans that her pet forced out caused Kara to shiver somewhat; there was something about the sexual sounds that Lana made that drove Kara’s own body into a frenzy. Wanting to demonstrate her power over Lana some more, Kara tugged on the leash somewhat, causing Lana to speed up her pace; Kara then began to stroke the hair on Lana’s head, as if she was nothing more than a pet.
Lana forced herself to wrap her tongue around the dildo as she attempted to pleasure the inanimate object. She was sure that the dildo was clean now, but still continued her work. In spite of that, however, the flavour still made it’s presence obvious in her mouth. She was humiliated, and could think of nothing lower than having to suck an object that had just been removed from anyone’s ass. She was quickly becoming what she believed she would never become.
Satisfied, Kara pulled the saliva-covered dildo from Lana’s mouth. Without saying a word to her, she turned and made her way for the stairs, tugging her leash as she did so. She could hear Lana struggling to keep up her pace on her hands and knees behind her. Kara smiled to herself as she made her way up the stairs. She did so slowly as she heard Lana grunt in pain as she tried to do so on her hands and knees. After a long process, they finally made it to the bedroom.
Lana was broken. After all of the pain she had endured throughout the day, and night, she received no acknowledgement from her mistress. She was being treated like an animal. Little did show know, however, that it would be worse. She remained on her hands and knees as Kara removed the leash. She then watched silently as Kara made her way into bed. She was confused as to what she should do, until Kara pointed to a small fur rug in the corner of the room on the floor. Lana knew what was expected of her, and crawled towards it, before laying down on it. She closed her eyes, full of shame. Fighting the cold for a few moments, the exhaustion eventually won, as she fell asleep on the floor.
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CHAPTER ADDED: January 5th, 2009, 1:40 AM EST
I'm not going to spoil what's going to happen in the next chapter, though I have mentionned that Lois will be involved; this has not changed. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. See you all again soon.
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UPDATE:
I hope everyone enjoyed their holidays. I've been relatively busy, so haven't had much time to write. I'm going to try getting the next chapter in on time, but we'll see what happens, as school is starting again.
Schedule:
Jan 5th, 2009, Chapter 7: Total Degradation
Jan 19th, 2009, Chapter 8: Double Feature
Feb 2nd, 2009, Chapter 9: First Date
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Chapter 7: Total Degradation
After an awkward morning and separation from Chloe, Lana found herself back on the Kent farm. She found herself urging Clark to stay on vacation over the phone, visiting his mother, as she was instructed to do so by Kara. Though the day before Lana probably would’ve urged Clark to stay away with no coercion at all, after Kara’s game with Chloe, Lana felt as if everything had gone too far. She wished to explore her sexual relationship with Kara more, but not at the expense of Chloe or anyone else. To make matters worse, she was once again in constant fear of what Kara would think up next, much like she was during their first night together. After feeding Clark her lies, she hung up the phone, and turned to Kara who was sitting at the dining room table.
“That’s better; hopefully we’ll get some more quality time together, hm?” Kara said with a small grin on her face.
“Yes, mistress,” Lana replied obediently.
“Lose the clothing dear. Make it quick; we have some work to do,” Kara ordered, standing up from her seat.
Without saying a word, Lana quickly stripped off her clothing, leaving it all in a small pile on the floor. Within seconds, she was completely nude with exception of her symbollic collar, leaving her perfect body on display for her mistress once again. She blushed slightly, as Kara took her time to inspect her. Without really noticing it, she moved her tongue around within her own mouth, feeling the new jewelery that it had been decorated with.
“Bend over the table, whore. Reach across, and grab the opposite ledge,” Kara ordered.
Lana was stabbed hard by the whore comment. She was having trouble enjoying this, as she was feeling dirty and completely in the wrong since the night before. In a way, she missed her old life, where she was in control, and consistently attempting to be clean and independent; she was now living life in the opposite way. However, not forgetting that she was trapped in her situation, she obeyed. Slowly, she made her way to the table, and bent over it, reaching for and cluthing the opposite side, as instructed. The awkward position forced her rear end upwards, and forcefully pushed her breasts against the surface of the table. She almost had to stand on the tips of her toes in order to reach across the entire table.
Kara sat at the table on the opposite side of Lana’s legs, so she was face to face with her pet. With a growing smile, she reached under the table, and grabbed two lengths of rope, which were tied to the legs of the table, and brought them above for Lana’s observance. Noting a look of disappointment on Lana’s face, she took to tying the rope to Lana’s wrists, effectively binding her. Reaching under the table again, Kara brought to the surface Lana’s ‘toybox’.
Lana frowned. She knew it was only a matter of time before Kara would utilize the toys that had yet to be used. Lana let out a sigh as Kara took the box, and made her way behind her; she could no longer see what Kara intended to do. She heard the box land on the floor; Kara had dropped it. She then felt her ankles being pulled apart; she made no effort to fight Kara’s forcefulness. Once her legs were spread apart to the point of discomfort, Lana felt ropes being tied around her ankles. Within seconds, she was completely immobilized, and exposed. She heard Kara digging around in the toybox briefly.
“Butt plug time, dear. We’re doing some stretching today, so we can have fun tonight,” Kara explained, as she squeezed some lubricant from a tube onto the sizeable anal plug she had bought for Lana.
“Mistress, I’m not sure if I’m ready for...” Lana tried to make her argument against Kara’s plan, but was interupted as she felt the tip of plug being forced between the cheeks of her ass. She let out a very loud and pain-filled groan as she felt her only remaining virgin hole being violated forcefully. Within seconds, the plug was buried within her, and she felt as if her rear end was on fire. She continued to groan loudly.
“We can’t have you making all this noise,” Kara explained, as she made her way to the other of the table, with Lana’s ball-gag in hand.
“Mistress, please...” Lana begged, on to have the ball gag thrust towards her face. Letting out a groan of pain and disappointment, Lana obediently opened her mouth and accepted the gag; it was fastened immediately, silencing her effectively.
“We’re going to give you a little lesson in sense deprivation, mixed with a dash of punishment. I don’t think threats are overly effective; I think some experience will give you some incentive to obey me completely over the next few days,” Kara explained, as she reached into the box and removed a long length of cloth.
Lana attempted to moan loudly in protest, but it proved to be ineffective due to her gag. She shook her head angrily, but it was no use, as Kara tied the cloth around her head and eyes, blindfolding her and blocking her sight completely. She tried to struggle, but her body was aching due to her forced position; she found that in addition to losing her sight, she was losing feeling in her limbs due to numbness. She could only feel the intense burning being created by her butt plug.
“Now, we’re going to turn off your senses completely in a second, slut. I’m going to let you sit here all day like this. I’ll be out taking care of some business,” Kara explained, before placing two ear plugs in Lana’s ears, and leaving the room.
Lana cried as best as she could with the gag in her mouth, hoping to get pity from her mistress, but she had no idea that she had already left. She was completely alone, with exception of having the company of her own thoughts and the intense pain shooting through her body. Unfortunately, the complete isolation gave her time to think about the previous night’s events with Chloe. In spite of hating herself emotionally and logically for having sex with Chloe, she knew she could not deny that she enjoyed it. The fact that Chloe was so willing, and so charged to participate made the feeling worse; she felt like a player only looking for sex, who would not return calls afterwards. She would never be able to do anything like that with her again, even if it could hurt Chloe.
Meanwhile, Kara had made her way to Metropolis. She used a cellphone she had swiped from some clueless businessman on the street to send a video message to a certain journalist at the Daily Planet. She attached a message as well. With a wicked grin, Kara made her way to a nearby diner to get a bite to eat, and await a response.
Chloe had been having mixed feelings about the entire situation with Lana from the night before. Though she knew she enjoyed every moment of it, she was still having trouble coming to terms with the way she felt. Leaning back in her chair at her desk, she let out a sigh. She had tried calling Lana to make lunch arrangements so they could talk about things; she was never one to hide from facts, but no one at the Kent farm was picking up the phone. Her eyes lit up with hope, however, as her cellphone began to vibrate on her desk. Reaching for it, she found that it was a video message.
Suddenly, a lengthy clip of two women in bed engaged in sexual activity covered the small screen of her cellphone completely. Feeling thankful that her phone was on mute, she chalked it up to a wrong number. However, her heart began to beat very quickly as, after closer inspection, she found that the video was actually of Lana and herself. Bringing the cellphone low out of anyone else’s sight, she read the message that was attached:
I know what you did with Lana Lang last night, Chloe Sullivan. I have the evidence. I will be making this public to her boyfriend, Clark Kent, as well as your peers in your work place, including James Olsen. In order to keep this private, you will keep in contact with me, and follow the instructions that will be mailed to your apartment. If you attempt to track this call, find me, or even tell your ‘special friend’, Clark, about these arrangements, I will make the video public immediately, and introduce Clark to some meteor rock. I hope a woman as bright as you can make the proper decision. I await your response.
Chloe’s mind began to race, and she began to feel dizzy. Whoever sent the message obviously knew everything there was to know about all of her secrets, and was untouchable because of it. Feeling her stomach twist violently, she began to move her thumbs across the buttons of her cellphone. If she had to perform some illegal tasks for whoever it was, it was probably worth it to protect Clark, Lana, and herself in the long run. She had no choice as far as she was concerned.
Meanwhile, back at the diner, Kara had just finished eating her burger and fries and paying the waitress with a generous tip; she was in a very good mood, and felt generous because of it. As she was leaving the diner, she felt the stolen cell phone vibrate in her pocket. Taking it out, she read the text message sent from Chloe’s cellphone, which simply read ‘Okay’. Kara giggled slightly, as she made her way to Chloe’s apartment in a blink of an eye, and slipped an envelope beneath her door.
Back at the Kent farm, Lana was suffering greatly. The sun had gone done, but Lana did not know it. She had been there for at least seven hours, but due to the lack of distraction caused by her sense deprivation, it felt even longer; she believed she had been there for at least twelve. Whimpering silently into her gag, she just wanted to be set free. Suddenly, there was light; her blindfold had been removed. It was Kara, and Lana was actually happy to see her. Within seconds, her gag, earplugs, and bonds were removed. She wanted to stand up straight, but the strain on her body she received throughout the day made it very difficult to move. Over a span of several minutes, she managed to straighten herself out, and adjust her eyes to the light. She was sorry she did have her sight back, however, as when she turned around, she saw Kara completely naked, with exception of the pink strap-on dildo that had been purchased for the toy collection. Even worse, she held a long, black leather leash in her hand.
“Now you get to really become my pet. On your hands and knees,” Kara demanded, with a grin that struck fear in Lana.
“Mistress, please, let’s leave some dignity in this?” Lana pleaded, her heart beating; this was going too far in terms of degradation.
“I said to get on your hands and knees. Do it now, or you’ll be tied over the table over night,” Kara ordered and threatened, her grin disappearing. It was time to break Lana completely, so she could move onto the next phase of her plan.
Trembling, still in pain, Lana fell to her knees and then placed her hands before her on the floor, placing weight on them. Closing her eyes in shame, she felt her mistress clip the leash onto her collar. She opened her eyes, and looked up at Kara, only to see her mistress staring down at her with a look of complete domination; Lana looked away immediately, and set her gaze on the floor. Sighing as her mistress began to walk towards the living room, Lana followed obediently on her hands and knees, being led on the leash. The hard wood floors of the Kent home made pain shoot through her legs, and she knew the living room was no better. However, upon arriving, she found a small carpet, seemingly made of long fur, laid out upon the floor. She was led atop of the carpet. She maintained her position on her hands and knees, as Kara made her way behind her. With a crisp popping sound, she felt the anal plug get pulled swiftly from her anal cavity. She felt looser than usual in the area, as air made contact. The sense of relief that she had received from being freed from the butt plug quickly faded, however, as she felt the tip of Kara’s strap-on dildo being pushed against her anal entrance.
“Offer me your ass, pet,” Kara demanded.
“Mistress?” Lana replied, with a questioning tone, not quite understanding the order.
Kara grabbed Lana’s hair and pulled back with force, earning a quick pain-filled scream from her pet, then reworded her order, “Ask me to fuck your ass; beg for it. I want you to tell me how good it feels, and I want you to beg me not to stop. Show me how slutty you are.”
Lana, still on her hands and knees, staring at the ceiling due to her hair being pulled back, replied immediately, “Please, Mistress Kara, take my ass!”
“You have to do better than that, Lana,” Kara responded, pulling harder on Lana’s hair, causing her hands to rise from the floor, and causing her to scream even more.
“Please Mistress! Your slut wants you to fuck her ass! Your slut’s ass is yours! Please! Fuck me! Please!” Lana screamed loudly, just wanting to get her hair released more than anything; luckily, she succeeded, and her hair was released. Lana sighed in relief, but gasped as she felt the dildo being pushed into her body; she was happy that it was lubricated, but the pain was still there. Within a span of a minute, the dildo was completely buried with Lana’s ass, and she was panting and gasping in pain and uncertainty.
“Keep begging, whore!” Kara screamed angrily.
“Please mistress! Your whore needs this! Your slut needs to have her ass fucked! Please!” Lana shouted in part-moans, lying with every word.
Kara smiled, knowing that Lana couldn’t see her do so. Slowly, she pulled the dildo from Lana’s ass, before sliding it back in. She began to repeat the process, slowly raising her speed with each repetition. With each repetition, her pet gasped and moaned but still forced herself to beg.
Lana was not moaning in pleasure, but was moaning in pain. Her anal cavity had been somewhat trained throughout the day, but she was not prepared for something as big as Kara’s dildo invading her tight hole with such force. She forced her eyes shut as the rhythm picked up and the force grew to intolerable heights. Trying to focus on other things, she managed to some how zone out from the pain. That did not last long, however, as she felt her mistress’ hand come down on her bare ass with force, which sent a loud slapping sound throughout the room; she shrieked out in pain in response.
“I can’t hear you, whore!” Kara shouted angrily, as she spanked Lana again, earning another shriek.
“Mistress! Fuck my ass! Please! Harder!” Lana begged, letting her instincts guide her words; she did realize fully that she had just requested that Kara speed up the pace. She got exactly what she asked for, however, as more pain began to shoot through her entire body as Kara started pounding with more force.
Kara was full of energy and could not be tired out. She kept her speedy pace constant from that point on, and did not heed any of Lana’s pain-filled moans. She wanted Lana to learn that in spite of the pain, pleasure could still be present, though she knew full-well that Lana’s first time would most likely not prove to be pleasurable in any way. This would be a long-term project.
Lana was losing track of time. Her body was growing weak, and she was tired mentally and physically. Her arms gave out from underneath her, as she fell to the floor. Her knees kept her ass proped up for Kara’s abuse, and the force of Kara’s thrusts forced Lana’s chest to rub against the rug quite harshly. In spite of the awkward position, Lana could not summon the energy to lift herself up. The best case scenario in her mind was that she would pass out from exhaustion, but the pain she was experiencing was far too great to allow that. Her loss of energy caused her loud moans to turn in soft murmurs; she could no longer beg for Kara’s abuse, and the lack of demands from Kara signified that her mistress fully understood her situation.
Kara knew that Lana was out of it, and could not take much more anal abuse. Satisfied that Lana had been degradated enough, she slowed her pace, then stopped thrusting completely. Standing up straight, she pulled at the leesh, forcing the exhausted Lana back up to her hands and knees. Kara noted that Lana kept her head down and eyes set to the floor, so took the opportunity to position herself in front of her.
Lana noticed Kara’ feet on the floor before her. She slowly let her gaze shift from the floor, to Kara’s feet, up Kara’s legs, past the dildo, before making eye contact with her. She wanted to sleep more than anything; though the intensity of the pain was subsiding, her ass still felt as if it was was fire. Before she could relax however, she noticed that Kara was staring down at her with that same look of dominance, and knew that her night was not quite over yet.
“Clean, whore,” Kara demanded, still striking Lana hard with her choice of words.
“Mistress?” Lana questionned, knowing that Kara wanted her to clean the dildo, but was still completely repulsed by the idea of sucking on something that had just come out of an ass, especially her own.
“You heard me, bitch. I suggest you accept your place; you’re no better than a cheap whore, Lana, and I expect you to behave no differently. Get cleaning, and you had better let me know how much you’re enjoying it,” Kara ordered sternly, as she smiled dominantly.
Lana let her head bow down for a moment, as a tear slid down her face. Summoning what little fortitude she had left, she raised her head, and parted her lips, and allowed Kara’s dildo to enter her mouth. Sealing her lips, she tasted the remnant of her ass, and lubricant on the dildo’s hot surface. Sickened, but determined, she forced herself to let out soft moans as she began to slide her wet lips across the dildo’s pink shaft. She kept her eyes open, and kept eye contact with Kara, as she had been forced to in the past during other sexual ‘activity’.
Kara stared right back at Lana, as her pet cleaned the dildo as ordered. She could see Lana’s face contort as she obviously battled with the flavours of her own ass. The soft moans that her pet forced out caused Kara to shiver somewhat; there was something about the sexual sounds that Lana made that drove Kara’s own body into a frenzy. Wanting to demonstrate her power over Lana some more, Kara tugged on the leash somewhat, causing Lana to speed up her pace; Kara then began to stroke the hair on Lana’s head, as if she was nothing more than a pet.
Lana forced herself to wrap her tongue around the dildo as she attempted to pleasure the inanimate object. She was sure that the dildo was clean now, but still continued her work. In spite of that, however, the flavour still made it’s presence obvious in her mouth. She was humiliated, and could think of nothing lower than having to suck an object that had just been removed from anyone’s ass. She was quickly becoming what she believed she would never become.
Satisfied, Kara pulled the saliva-covered dildo from Lana’s mouth. Without saying a word to her, she turned and made her way for the stairs, tugging her leash as she did so. She could hear Lana struggling to keep up her pace on her hands and knees behind her. Kara smiled to herself as she made her way up the stairs. She did so slowly as she heard Lana grunt in pain as she tried to do so on her hands and knees. After a long process, they finally made it to the bedroom.
Lana was broken. After all of the pain she had endured throughout the day, and night, she received no acknowledgement from her mistress. She was being treated like an animal. Little did show know, however, that it would be worse. She remained on her hands and knees as Kara removed the leash. She then watched silently as Kara made her way into bed. She was confused as to what she should do, until Kara pointed to a small fur rug in the corner of the room on the floor. Lana knew what was expected of her, and crawled towards it, before laying down on it. She closed her eyes, full of shame. Fighting the cold for a few moments, the exhaustion eventually won, as she fell asleep on the floor.
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CHAPTER ADDED: January 5th, 2009, 1:40 AM EST
I'm not going to spoil what's going to happen in the next chapter, though I have mentionned that Lois will be involved; this has not changed. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. See you all again soon.
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