She Should

She moved the razor away from her sex. Running her fingers down between her breasts slowly as she reached her throbbing slit. She let out a soft groan, quickly covering her lips with her hand. She hadn't realized how badly she wanted it until she felt the smoothness against her slender fingers. She felt the wetness from the shower and the gel soaking into her pussy as she pushed in a finger slowly. She groaned into her hand and pushed in another. Her tight and throbbing pussy wrapped around her fingers warmly, securely. She leaned forward, pressing her forehead to the wall across from her and began to work them quickly, wishing she had snuck her little 'friend' into the bathroom with her. As she worked her fingers deeper and faster she slammed her hand down to the tub rim and moaned loudly, dismissing the fact that Joe was in the other room, listening even. She began to pant, feeling herself reaching her climax when a loud, booming voice called from the doorway. "Andrea!" She jerked and pulled her fingers away quickly, standing and pressing her back to the wall. "Master!" She cried, staring horrified at her masters twisted, angry expression. "How dare you!" he walked to her quickly, raising his hand without warning and striking her across the cheek. She gasped, never before had be struck her, but now, here she was on her knees from the impact. She looked up, trembling. "F..forgive me." She practically whimpered. His nostrils flared as he yanked her up by her elbow. He **** her to the bed room and threw her on the bed, taking off his belt slowly. "Bad slaves need to be punished..." She gasped, seeing the belt. She felt the blood leave her face as she watched him. He pushed her down on her stomach, pulling his arm back and slamming it across her rear. She screamed at impact, the shock covering up the pain. By the 5th hit though, the pain began to settle in, a long, aching sting following it all after he finished. He ran a hand over her throbbing, red buttocks. He was panting from the effort. "Y..you shouldn't o..of done that." he said softly. She whimpered, tears rolling down her cheeks as she looked up at him. "I..im sorry master." Without warning Joe threw down his slacks and spread her ass cheeks, slamming into her tight asshole. She screamed loudly, her ass stretching to this new experience. She had never had anal sex before, it stung, ripping the skin so that blood covered his long member. He began to pound into her without mercy, his eyes wild as he gripped her beaten ass tightly. His grip felt like iron, pain overwhelming her as she felt herself black out. She awoke to find herself staring up at Joe, apparently tied with her arms up above her head in some sort of chair, her legs spread wide. She cried out, feeling something vibrating against her clit. She bit her lip as wetness seeped from between her already soaked lips. Joe grinned. "Are you ready...pet?" He held up a red leather collar, smiling wickedly. Her eyes went wide as she tried to question him, finding that some sort of ball was in her mouth. Her position both frightened and aroused her. Joe let her go and pushed her to the floor, putting the collar and leash around her neck.