Chapter 6

It had been three weeks since Cindy had moved in, and in that time she managed, while sharing the bedroom with Meg and Peg, to alienate herself from them. She attempted to take control of the two women, and met with a great deal of resistance. Peg finally reached her breaking point and had approached Tim with her concerns. After she had told him of all the goings-on in their bedroom, Tim had questioned Meg about the situation, to confirm the stories he had been told. It was at this point he decided a lesson for Cindy was in order.

Tim had cleared his calendar for the upcoming weekend and told Cindy she should do the same. He had told her that after work on Friday, he would be picking her up and taking her away. When she asked, he did not bother to tell her where they were going or why, he just told her not to bother with a change of clothes, whatever she was wearing at the time would be fine.

The truth was he was taking her to their cabin on the lake, the dungeon was what they had all jokingly named it, it was a place miles away from the city out in the western part of the state where they could be as loud or as crazy as they wanted to be.

Cyn was concerned, for a fleeting moment, as they turned off the highway and started down a rutted one-lane dirt road, She knew there would be nothing he would do that would harm her permanently, so her concerns left her quickly.

So when they pulled in front of the one room log cabin, she assumed, she had been brought here for a weekend of romance and sex. Tim turned off the ignition and reached under his seat and produced a shining set of handcuffs. "Give me your hands please," he ordered her in a mysterious voice. Cindy extended her hands and he placed the cuffs around each wrist. "We're not here for fun Cynthia" Tim said to her brusquely, "we are here because I need to tell you about some things that need to change at home." He turned and opened his car door, then faced her, "sit here I'll be around to open your door in just a moment, I need to go turn on a light so I'll be right back."

Cindy was too arrogant to realize she was in trouble. She watched Tim remove the heavy padlock on the door, then enter the cabin, a few moments later, she saw light fill the cabin. The door opened and Tim returned to her side of the car, he opened her door and grabbed her by the cuffs and pulled her from the car. Walking quickly in front of her he practically dragged her to the doorway, he stopped and faced her, the look on his face instantly scared her. "Until we leave here Sunday afternoon school is in session" he said to her in an angry voice "by the time we leave here if you have reached the decision you wish to return with me you shall, if the demands I make of you this weekend changes your mind about your living arrangements we will find a way to accommodate you."

He opened the door and again grabbed the cuffs and jerked her across the threshold, he led her to the center of the room taking the cuffs he lifted her arms and hung them over a hook screwed into the ceiling. "My mother has told me of your attempted dominance of her and Megan when you're alone with them in the bedroom." He said to her "I do not recall ever giving you the go-ahead or my permission to be that way." As he spoke he circled her hanging form. "I have brought you here to teach you, not only how bad you are for making that assumption, but the lesson of true submission and obedience."

Tears began to fill her eyes; she could not look at him directly. "Master" she pleaded, "I am so sorry, I thought you had given me that permission." She said in a sobbing tone.

"You will never again assume anything Cynthia, there is one thing that's important you realize from this moment on, I love you with all my heart and I hate the fact that we are here, but you need to learn the ground rules, I believe by the time Sunday afternoon arrives there will never again be a question in your mind." Using his foot he pushed her legs apart and puts a bucket beneath her, "if you need to piss here is your toilet, if you need the bathroom for other reasons ask me, otherwise, you're going to be here hanging for the next 36 hours or so while I teach you your position in my household."

He walked into the kitchen area and opened a drawer and removed a rather menacing pair of scissors, he stood before her and told her "I know it's going to be rather hard for you to undress given your current situation so I am going to remedy that situation now. Using the scissors, he started at the hem of her skirt, he began to cut away the skirt and the blouse she was wearing, he left her standing now wearing stockings and garter and some boy short panties, he brought the scissors to the shoulder straps of her bra and cut those next. The bra cups fell down exposing her nipples and most of her tits to him.

"When I told you I would allow you an opportunity to have a dominant role with the girls that was all I said." He said to her looking deeply into her eyes, "I never once said yes you could do it, I don't remember agreeing to it, but you have chosen to attempt these things that I have not given you permission to do!" She could see the anger in his eyes for the first time as they had met, and she was genuinely afraid.

Using his hands, he reached out and grabbed a nipple in each and pulled them almost viciously. "You are going to know true humiliation and a lot about pain before Sunday afternoon, if you say you're safe word to me once, the teachings will stop and we will return home." He said to her "let there be no gray area here, your survival in our home depends completely on how you behave this weekend."

He walked away leaving the bra hanging open, with the chill in the air her nipples hardened, she knew better than to ask for something to cover herself with or complain, he knew that coming events of the next couple of days had been earned. He crossed the floor and entered the bathroom, he turned on the lights, bent over before the vanity, opening the Cabinet door. She watched him reach in and remove two small boxes, he returned and placed a carpet-covered sawhorse in front of her, she noticed two fabric cuffs attached to the bottom of each leg. He unhooked her and brought her hands before her. "I am going to remove these, as soon as I do, bend over the top of this and place your hands close to each restraint. Using the key be unlocked her manacles. She quickly bent forward and complied to his instructions, Tim walked around in front of her and bound a wrist in each padded cuff. Bent over the horse, she watched him walk away and return to the counter where he had put the two small boxes, it was then she noticed they were both disposable enemas. He turned and saw her watching him he made a great show of opening each box and attaching the white plastic syringe, with one in each hand he walked across the floor to her exposed the bottom.

She felt him insert the first one in, empty its contents into her bowels, than the second, she felt so full she thought she was going to explode. "Tell me when you need the bathroom and I will release you." He said.

About 90 seconds later she said, "I need the bathroom."

He swung his hand and slapped her firmly on her face, "wrong answer," he said, "was that anyway to speak to me?"

"No master, please forgive your servant for being so impertinent." She pleaded.

"Master" she asked him, "May I please use the bathroom?" She asked him

"After you make it, just know, once you are finished I expect you back here assuming the position you're in now."

He undid her bonds and she quickly went to the bathroom. He heard the toilet flush and when he next looked she was again bent over the side of the horse, he walked over and reattached the padded cuffs. "Very good Cyn," he commented "are you ready to begin?"

"Yes Master please do as you must."

Tim walked around behind her; he crouched down, then took two more restraints and attached one to each of her ankles binding them firmly to the horse. She was now completely bound to the horse. He walked around and stood before her so she could not see him, when he realized this he walked around back and when he made eye contact with her, he began to remove his clothing. When he was completely naked, he turned and walked to some devices hanging on the wall. She could only see him from about the hips downwards. When he turned around she could only see his legs and his fat penis, which was hard and pointing nearly straight up towards his belly. As he crossed the floor she could see a riding crop in his right hand, while he was walking towards her, he began to veer to her left side and when he stopped she managed to see only the hanging crop, his hard on, and his knees.

"You tell me that you love me, but like a five year old, you have tried to exert yourself to get your way and that is completely unacceptable." As soon as he finished speaking the crop disappeared from her view and just before it struck her ass she heard it whistling through the air. SMACK! The blow struck her naked exposed bottom, as it did she screamed with the pain and intensely of it. Four more times she felt the stinging hits, it was over in about three seconds, when he had finished he stepped to his right and crouched down so she could see his face. "Cindy this hurts me probably as much as it hurts you, maybe not physically but it's breaking my heart to have to do this." She could see the sadness in his face, "I hope to never have to repeat this." He stood and stepped towards her she could feel him manipulating her anal ring; she felt some moisture and then a finger being pushed into her. And then two, he began to flex them and added a third she knew he was stretching her for him and when he removed his fingers she felt the head of his cock pushing into her, because of his size it felt as if he was tearing her in two. He wasn't gentle either he jammed his entire length into her.