Her training begins!

Lisa's legs trembled from the effort to keep her hands off her pussy. It was the story of her life now. It had now been seven days, seven terribly frustrating days, since she had first accompanied Sara into Mr Karlsson's bedroom. Seven days ago since Sara shaved her pussy and Mr Karlsson turned her into his pet-in-training. Since then she had been forbidden to even touch herself between her legs or reach any pleasure of her own, until she managed to take Mr Karlsson’s cock all the way down her throat.

That had not prevented Mr. Karlsson and his wife from giving her other tasks, which she had to complete every day before the evening when she was supposed to show up with Sara in their bedroom.

The assignments had varied. Some were difficult, close to impossible, while others were solved almost effortlessly. Her first mission had been to get to the city an hour away and buy makeup for her and Sara to use for the evening. She had happily done so and had a very giggly afternoon as she and the other maid got ready. They had colored their cheeks, fixed their eyebrows, painted each other's toenails and shaded their eyes. A few hours later, the makeup ran down her face after Mr Karlsson fucked her mouth for half an hour. He still hadn't managed to get his cock more than half way down the shaft and in disappointment, he had Sara spank her bare buttocks until they turned red.

The next mission had moved her back to the city. The assignment had been to show her breasts to another man - anyone. The instructions made her blush and as she walked through the city she really wondered for the first time if she could handle being her master's ****.

But her mind brought her back to the feeling when Mr Karlsson sprayed his cum all over her face. How, for the first time in her godly life, it had made her feel free. It had unlocked something in her that she didn't know about, but that she needed to feel alive.

Finally, after wandering around for hours, she found a secluded alley where a poor stable boy was grooming a dirty horse with a brush.

"Hello," said Lisa.

He turned to her and before he could say anything she pulled her neckline down so that her plump breasts fell out. She caressed the small fair nipples with her finger, letting it circle the stiff buds a couple of times before tucking her tits back and calmly turning around. She heard the stable boy drop his brush to the ground. Her heart was beating fast and hard, aligned with the sudden rush between her legs. She returned home with the hope of being rewarded as a good girl by another taste of Mr Karlsson’s semen.

Instead, she was punished when it turned out that she forgot her everyday work duties during the hours she spent in the city. When she also couldn't manage to take his entire cock in her throat, the punishment had become severe. They had tied her naked to the bed, her hands and legs to each bedpost, her mouth stuffed with her own underwear. Then Maja and Sara had each sensually caressed her bare skin with feathers while Mr Karlsson walked around the bed with the same thin stick he used against Sara's pussy when Lisa fucked them.

The feathers alternated between aggressively tickling her under the soles of her feet and under her arms, to sensually caressing her most sensitive areas. One second she was giggling and tossing about in bed, tightly bound as she was to the soft mattress. The next moment she was moaning and sobbing as the feathers played around her breasts, thighs, collarbone and exposed pussy. Sara was particularly cruel. She let the feather play between Lisa's legs until her toes curled and she was a soft moan from orgasming, only to immediately pull it away at the last moment. Mr Karlsson waited until she was at least ready before he flicked the stick over her breasts, thighs or sometimes her pussy. But the sharp flashes of pain only served to spur her horniness, and when Sara returned with her feather, Lisa almost started to cry with frustration and repressed arousal.

After over an hour of this treatment, she was **** to lick Sara and wife Maja to orgasm and watch as they shared Mr Karlsson's seed between their hungry mouths. They let her sleep in their bed, but Lisa suspected it was just to make sure she didn't try to end her **** arousal by herself.

Her third mission - putting her hand on an unexpected man's cock - she finished quickly and without hesitation. She walked past a serving table and pretended to trip over a seated gentleman. She ended up in his lap and as she rose away from him she grabbed his member through the thin suit pants. He gasped, but said nothing in front of his wife who was busy reading the newspaper. However, he met Lisa's shy smile with wide eyes. Lisa guessed that it would be a while before he would dare to rise from his chair..

She hurried back home and finished her chores on the farm before the sun went down. And even though she didn't manage to take her master's cock all the way down, she got to taste Mr Karlsson's sperm and lick the cock until it was clean. She obviously didn't have an orgasm, but she had accepted it by now. Every moment was ****. Her hands wanted nothing more than to slide between her legs and finish what had previously been left unfinished. But she knew she didn't deserve it yet. She was her master's property and her own satisfaction was of small importance until she proved herself a docile, capable **** who could satisfy him as he needed.

The fourth mission increased the difficulty.