{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"eef884f6-ce88-4609-8085-7cafbfbf6038","seriesId":"b019b4bd-8d62-40cf-a0d8-7dd3766c1436","seriesName":"Hypnotising Hayley","currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2019-04-18T20:47:26.488Z","title":"Hypnotising Hayley Part Seven","slug":"hypnotising-hayley-part-seven","shortId":"1VzI6ekY","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"Apologies for previous mispost. This should work.\n\nHayley role plays a maid with punishing results, gets taken for a naked walk and gets yet more punishment.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"fcbd1a38-632c-43c1-9252-1e2ff8efc3c3","title":null,"summary":"For\nthose who have not read previous chapters\n\n\n\n\nHayley was 22 and Ryan 23.\nHayley’s job was mainly","wordCount":13292,"readTime":67,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

For\nthose who have not read previous chapters

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\nHayley was 22 and Ryan 23.\nHayley’s job was mainly administration. Customising standard\ndocuments according to the salesmens’ specifications. It was a bit\nmonotonous but on the other hand stress free. It meant she could\nenjoy a good social life without worrying about how it might affect\nher job.

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\nShe had a slim face with high\ncheek bones. She had thick, long, waved shoulder length, golden hair,\ngreen eyes, a cute button nose and slightly full kissable lips. Her\nbreasts were perhaps 37 though she hid them behind a round full bra.\nA 25 inch waist, 35 inch hips with a firm butt and reasonable legs.\nNot beautiful but very attractive.

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\nRyan is slim, brown haired, works\nin a warehouse. He has hypnotised Hayley so she cannot say bad things\nabout him and cannot resist anything he wishes to do to her. She can\nresist anything he tells her to do. Obedience here is enforced\nthrough traditional methods.

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\nIt is an evolving story and if\nyou have the patience I recommend starting from or at least skim\nreading part three.

\nHypnotising Hayley Chapter Ten

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\nSunday afternoon roleplay

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\nFor Sunday afternoon Ryan thought he should have a more relaxed time.\nHayley had recovered from her ordeal of the morning. The clamps had\nbeen taken off to more screaming and intense pain and the marks from\nthe strap and crops had gone. Once again her skin, apart from a few\nbruises where some of the clamps had been, was smooth and white and\nwaiting to be marked anew.

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\nHe thought they could try one of the other toys. Hayley was now\ndressed in the Japanese Maid’s costume. She had black high heeled\nshoes, elasticated white stockings that came to four inches above her\nknee, a short flared black skirt to three inches below her vagina\nwith a small white apron and a waist coat type black top that showed\nher full cleavage as Ryan had undone most of the buttons. She had a\ncircular white maids frilly circle held with hair grips on her head\nand of course her collar with cat bell attached. The maid outfit had\ncost Hayley quite a lot.

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\n“Right, now we’re going to have some role play. You can pretend\nto be my maid and I will pretend to be your master. It’ll be a bit\nlike last time you were cleaning, but this time more like a game.\nWe’ll start in the kitchen. You’ll wash up of course and dry\neverything and put it in its proper place. You will then use this\nsmall washing up sponge, this toothbrush and this six inch saucepan\nto wash all the cupboards so there is no dirt anywhere. That includes\nthe top of them which may be a bit dusty. You only use what I’ve\ngiven you for the cleaning plus washing up liquid and water of\ncourse. Also you can use these rubber gloves. We don’t want to ruin\nyour beautiful skin eh? I’ll give you forty minutes.”

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\nHayley looked around at what needed to be done.

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\n“It can’t be done in forty minutes Master.”

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\n“As it’s a role play you can call me Sir. If it’s not done in\nthe time given you may have to be punished and given extra time.\nAfter this you’ll be doing the floor, then some things in the\nbathroom and then some things in the living room.” Ryan set a timer\non his phone. “So Miss Hayley you may begin,” and he started the\ntimer. “You may curtsy and say ‘thank you sir.”

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\nHayley curtsied, giving a quick flash of cunt and said “Thank you\nSir.” Ryan left and went to play the games console.

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\nHayley knew it couldn’t be done and presumed this was the\nintention. Still she guessed the less that was done the greater the\n‘punishment’ would be. It was play these stupid terrible games or\nface an even more terrible punishment. \n

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\nShe put on the gloves and quickly did the washing up, dried it and\nput it all away. She suspected this was the first time it ever had\nbeen all put away. There was a step ladder which would enable her to\nreach the top of the cupboards. Obviously the four by two inch sponge\nshe had was going to be quite inadequate for getting rid of so much\ndust. She squeezed it tight to make it as dry as possible and tried\nto push all the dust to one spot where she could brush it into the\npan. The fact the sponge was wet didn’t help. After this she had to\nclean until the water in the saucepan was so dirty she had to go down\nthe step ladder to pour it away and put in fresh at the sink and then\nclimb back up to do some more. High heeled shoes didn’t help. The\nbell on her collar jingled merrily as she worked.

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\nBy the time Ryan returned she had cleaned the top and run the sponge\nover most of the top cabinets.

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\n“Well Miss Hayley, let us see how you have done,” said Ryan\naffecting a posh accent. “By the way it is customary to curtsy each\ntime you address me or I you.”

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\n“I’m sorry sir.” Hayley curtsied to once again flash her\nvagina. The curtsy both flashed it and drew the lips slightly apart\nas an added extra.

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\n“So have you completed your task or is it for me to judge?”

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\n“I don’t know sir. I think it’s for you to judge sir.” \n

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\nShe looked down to the floor and gave another bobbed curtsey, though\nas Ryan and she both knew it only required a small curtsy for her to\nbe flashing her wares. Ryan climbed the step ladder and took a look\nat the top. It was very smeary. He took a photo with his phone, came\ndown and showed it to her.

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\n“Do you think that looks clean Maid Hayley ?”

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\n“I don’t know sir.” She bobbed again.

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\n“As a maid I think you should know and the answer is it is not\nclean. It is covered in smears. I expect things to be spick and span.\nSqueaky clean. I have high standards Maid Hayley and I expect you to\nmeet them while you are in my employ.”

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\n“Yes Sir,” Hayley bobbed again.

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\nRyan turned his attention to the cupboards. These too were on the\nsmeary side and the ground in dirt around the handles was still\nthere. Of course it was to cause these problems that he had given her\nwashing up liquid and not smear free surface cleaner.

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\n“Well Miss Hayley, I think perhaps a bit of encouragement may be\nrequired.”

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\nHayley said nothing but bobbed him another cunt flash.

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\n“Perhaps you would like to bend over the back of this kitchen\nchair. Hayley bent over the chair holding onto the front of the seat,\nlegs straight, ass in the air, legs slightly parted. There was no\nneed to lift her skirt, it was so short that this position completely\nbared all of her behind. Ryan left her and went into the living room.\nHe returned with a paddle, another of the toys she had paid for, but\nthen she had paid for all of them.

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\n“I think perhaps four to start with. Perhaps you would like to\ncount them,” he continued in his pseudo posh voice.

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\n“Yes Sir. Thank you sir.” Hayley was surprised it was so little\nthough of course it would still hurt.

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\n“Aaah. One.”

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\n“Ow! Two.”

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\n“H’mph! Three. Her whole ass was stinging and burning.

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\n“Ow!” louder this time, “four”.

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\nRyan looked at the glowing red butt cheeks. Nice.

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\n“Very well, I will give you a further forty minutes. If you finish\nbefore then you can come in and let me know. Stand up.”

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir.” She bobbed another curtsy and Ryan went\nback to his game. Her butt smarted but it could have been worse. She\nstarted again. This round she had time to clean properly and use the\ntoothbrush on the ground in handle dirt and finished in thirty five\nminutes. It was not perfect but it was as good as it was going to be\nwithout being able to use anything to get rid of the smears properly.\nIt was only a little smeary this time though. She went into the\nliving room and bobbed ‘sir’ another vagina flashing curtsy.

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\nRyan paused the game and looked at her.

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\n“I’ve finished sir.” Another curtsy.

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\n“Come here,” Ryan waved his hand to bring her forward, “let us\nsee if you have worked up a sweat this time.” He put a hand between\nher legs and up her skirt to grope and feel her cunt. He sniffed his\nfingers. “It seems a little sweaty. Let’s have a look.”

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\n“Well I suppose it will have to do,” he said condescendingly\nrunning his finger down the gloss cupboards after descending the step\nladder from looking at the top. Still some smears I note. Another\nfour I think. Over the chair.”

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\nHayley once again took up the position and waited for him to return\nwith the paddle. Once again her white ass turned a rosy pink.

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\n“You can start on the floor tiles now. You’ll find a mat to kneel\non in the cupboard under the sink. I think twenty minutes should be\nenough.” He set the phone timer and left her to it.

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\nThe floor was pretty filthy. She’d be lucky if she managed more\nthan a square metre. The whole floor needed scrubbing and all she had\nwas the toothbrush. Guess it was going to be four more then.\nHopefully the effect of the four she had just received would have\nworn off by then. Her butt felt warm and tingled. She found the floor\nmat and got on her knees to start her task. Should she do the whole\nthing badly or a small part well? Would he punish her more for one\nthan the other? She decided to do a small part well to show how\nimpossible it was.

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\nWhen Ryan returned he enjoyed the sight of her pink ass and exposed\ncunt lips as she scrubbed on the gap between two tiles with her\ntoothbrush.

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\n“Well Miss Hayley, you don’t seem to have done much.”

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\nHayley looked over her shoulder at him and got up.

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\n“It can’t be done sir. It needs hours,” she curtsied.

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\n“Or you’re just lazy Miss Hayley. I think six this time. Over the\nchair back please.”

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\nHayley bent over the chair and waited apprehensively for his return.\nHer butt still felt a little sore from last time and now it was going\nto be six. The paddle covered a wide area so it was always stroke\nupon stroke. Ryan returned and she h’mphed and ow’ed as she\ncounted. It was hurting more this time. Ryan noticed the increased\nmovement of her ass as she had problems keeping it still for the last\ntwo strokes.

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\n“Perhaps that will make you less lazy.”

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir.”

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\n“I’ll give you another thirty minutes and then we’ll have to\nmove on to something else.”

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\nAfter thirty minutes Ryan returned and gave her another six. This\ntime it hurt a lot and when she stood in front of him her breasts\nwere heaving and her eyes teary.

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\n“Well miss Hayley, hopefully this will have taught you a lesson.”

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\nHayley struggled to hold back the tears and said, “yes sir. Thank\nyou sir” and bobbed a curtsy. Her butt was no longer warm, it was\nhot and stinging.

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\n“We’ll move to the bathroom.”

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\nThe bathroom had light gray vinyl instead of tiles on the floor.\nThere were gray tiles on the walls near the bath and the top of the\nbath had a converted shower area. At the base of the bath was the\ntoilet and a little to the left of this a basin and mirrored cabinet.\nVery basic.

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\n“It’s traditional in this household for maids to lick toilets\nclean, That way they can taste if it is clean instead of just relying\non the eye.” \n

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\nI bet you won’t be licking to test it, Hayley thought savagely.

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\n“Yes sir,” she curtsied.

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\n“Include the cistern. I think fifteen minutes should be ample.”\nHe set the timer but this time pulled a chair from the kitchen and\nwatched her from the door. Hayley decided to start from the bottom\nand licked around the stand. Though it was stupid she was embarrassed\nthat he was looking at her exposed behind. She thought it must be\nlooking pretty red by now. She was getting depressed. She had begun\nto see the way this was going to go. She licked quickly to get it\ndone in the time. She had to keep creating saliva to lubricate and\nswallowing dust and the occasional hair was difficult. She had to\ntake the hairs out of her mouth as she couldn’t swallow them and\nshe dropped them in the water. The top of the white cistern had a\nthin layer of dust which took a long time to lick up. It needed a lot\nof saliva and swallowing and when the timer went off there was still\nfour inches to go.

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\n“Well Miss Hayley,” Ryan shook his head sadly, “not finished\nagain. I really think you should go on a time management course. No\nwonder you were fired from that office job and had to become a maid.”

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\nHayley stood in front of him hands crossed by her apron and looked\ndown at the floor.

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\n“You also seem to have missed these bits where the handle attaches\nto the cistern.” Hayley looked where he was pointing at the grimed\nin dirt. There would be no way to lick that clean. \n

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\n“And here,” he pointed to where the seat attachments were fixed\nto the bowl.”a good maid would have cleaned all of these areas.\nHowever as you are new, this time I will lend you a toothbrush,”\nthen with a sigh, “bring in the chair and assume the position.”

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\nHayley’s ass was still warm and sore from the last beating. She\ncould see this was going to get bad. She almost shouted the word four\nwhen it was reached and on the fifth the first tears came. This so\npleased Ryan that he gave her a seventh “for luck” as he put it.\nHayley pushed herself to her feet and stood in front of him sniffing\nand crying. Ryan moved the chair back to the doorway and stood in\nfront of her.

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\n“Look up at me Miss Hayley.” She raised her tear stained eyes to\nlook at him, crying softly, tears running down her cheeks and\ndropping onto her breasts,

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\n“I can see you are feeling it now.” There was a pause and\nsuddenly Ryan’s hand swung round and slapped her hard across the\ncheek. Her head snapped right and her whole cheek burnt like fire.

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\n“Well?”

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\n“Y, yes sir. Thank you sir.” she got out between sobs and\ncurtsied. He gave her the toothbrush and said, “I’ll give you\nanother fifteen minutes.”

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\n“Th, thank you sir,” she bobbed. Fifteen minutes. Another six in\nfifteen minutes would kill her.

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\nRyan returned to the doorway. Still crying Hayley spat saliva on the\nstubborn dirt and then rubbed hard on it with the toothbrush. Once\nthe black bits were dislodged she licked them and sucked them up. At\none stage she rubbed the brush along the wet tear water on her\nbreasts to make it wetter. She then bent and dealt with the seat\nhinges in a similar way. Finally she licked off the remaining stuck\non dust from the top of the cistern. She finished with one minute to\nspare.

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\nRyan ran his finger around the joint areas. There was no dirt on his\nfinger. He did find a small speck of dirt where the stand joined the\nfloor which he showed her. He shook his head. Hayley felt despondent\nand depressed. He put the finger in her mouth so she could suck it\noff.

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\n“As it was nearly satisfactory, I think only two this time.”\nHayley actually looked at him with gratitude, like some wet eyed\npuppy as she thanked him, as if he was really doing her a favour.

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\nOver the chair again. Her cunt looked white between the rosy cheeks\nof her ass and now he was going to deliver two more. One. Two.. Ryan\nlanded them hard and was rewarded with two short screams and Hayley\ncrying again. This time as she stood in front of him sniffling and\ncontrolling her sobs he undid another button on her waist coat so he\ncould fondle a breast as he told her the next task. Oh how her ass\nhurt.

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\n“Right maid Hayley I want you to lick the basin clean. It will\nclean up your mouth from the toilet. You can use the toothbrush to\nhelp with stubborn bits but no water from the tap. We find saliva\nkeeps the china clean longer,” he explained graciously, “I’ll\ngive you thirty minutes but I expect you’ll finish long before\nthen. \n

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\n“Here I’ll help you by moving the soap.” Ryan removed the bar\nof soap from the soap tray and took it into the kitchen. When he\nreturned Hayley had begun cleaning the back of the basin top with the\ntoothbrush. He sat back in his chair and watched her in between\nreading a comic.

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\nFor Hayley this was the most unpleasant task so far. The toilet had\nbeen difficult because of the dust but hadn’t been that dirty apart\nfrom a few dried urine splashes. The basin was dirty and soapy. She\ncould use the toothbrush to scour the surface and around the base of\nthe taps but had to lick and suck up the revolting soapy mess this\ncreated. It didn’t take long for her whole mouth to be filled with\nthe taste of soap and swallowing the gunge made her heave a few times\nthough she wasn’t actually sick. Licking and sucking on the soap\ndish had also been less than pleasant.

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\nHer ass hurt like hell for the first fifteen minutes and then slowly\nreduced to just painful. She scrubbed and licked the inside of the\nbasin and the plug hole. She scoured and licked the sink plug finally\nputting it in her mouth for a final wash and suck. Finally she was on\nthe outside. At least this was just a saliva creating exercise rather\nthan taste horror. She worked her way down the stand to the floor.\nShe had just stood up and was going to say she had finished when she\nsuddenly noticed the taps. God how could she have forgotten them!\nHopefully she still had enough time left. She quickly licked all\naround them and stuck her tongue up the spout of each to be on the\nsafe side when the timer went. She quickly curtsied to Ryan and stood\nto one side as he got up and walked over. He ran a finger around the\nbowl. Hayley was tense. She could feel her warm butt throbbing\nalready.

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\n“Very good maid Hayley. Very clean. I suppose the soap helped. I\nthink just one swat to help you keep it up.”

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\nHayley got over the seat back staring at the plastic seat yet again.\nIt may have only been one, but it was a hard one. Hayley uttered a\nloud wail and her feet actually came off the floor from the impact.\nShe lay over the chair moaning and groaning in agony until Ryan told\nher to get up and once again stood in front of him, tear filled eyes\nand burning ass.

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\n“I’ll leave you to finish off in here. Here’s some washing up\nliquid and the sponge you had earlier. Just do the bath and the\nshower glass etc. I expect being such a new maid your tongue has\nprobably had enough for one day. Oh and your tits look congested.\nI’ll just free them a bit for you.”

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\nHe undid the remaining buttons of the waistcoat and pulled them apart\nfor a quick look at her tits.

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\n“Now they can flop around and get some air while you work,” he\nexplained still in his posh accent, “oh and your top piece has\nbecome crooked. You must keep up your appearance now.” He\nstraightened the frilly ring held to her hair by the hair grips.

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\n“I won’t tell you the time for this one, but if you’re quick\nyou should manage it,” and Ryan left to watch some TV. Really he\nwasn’t timing it at all. He just wanted her to feel there was a\ntime pressure so she would work as quickly as possible to have her\nass whacked again. A tactic that worked admirably. Hayley worked very\nhard and quickly and came and reported to him after only twenty\nminutes. As she was able to use water again it had not taken that\nlong and seemed a dream after all that licking. Ryan came and chided\nher for the smears on the glass and said that as she now had a break\ncoming they would make it eight to last through her break. Hayley’s\nmouth tightened. She tried to convince herself it could be worse, but\nwith her ass still hurting from before she wasn’t convincing\nherself. Ryan told her to bring the chair and she bent over its back\nagain. Ryan looked at her red cheeks. They were going to be really\ncrimson after this one.

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\n“Make sure you hold position,” and he brought the first one down.\nHayley screamed immediately. The pain on top of the pain was too\nmuch, yet there were seven to go. She called out one and number two\narrived. “Two,” she screamed her hands gripping the front of the\nchair seat for all they were worth.

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\n“Threeeee hu haa.” Her legs alternated up and down and kicked\nout. It was a good job Ryan was to one side.

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\n“Fouraah, aah, aah,” her ass jumped up and down. The seat rocked\nforward slightly.

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\n“Fiive,” she screamed loudly. Her hands had gone white gripping\nthe chair, black spots had flickered in front of her eyes a moment\nafter the impact. Her lower half seemed out of control. Bucking up\nand down, legs kicking up and down. It was a good job her shoes were\ntightly attached to her ankle.

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\nAt the sixth one she nearly broke. The chair rocked forward and back,\nher legs kicked, the chair rocked from side to side, her head was\ntwisting left and right.

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\nRyan landed the seventh one quickly so the pain merged with the\nprevious stroke. He then left a pause for her to recover slightly,\nmoaning and gasping and crying, her body twitches finally slowing\nbefore the last and hardest smashed into her trembling cheeks as hard\nas he could hit it. Both her feet came off the ground, she uttered a\nlong high pitched shriek. The chair rocked backwards hitting the\nfloor with a thud then rocked to the right so violently with her\ntwisting pain filled body it and Hayley crashed to the floor. Her\nhands let go of the seat, with a thud she hit the floor writhing and\nscreaming.

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\nRyan thought maybe he had hit her too hard, but still there was\nnothing he could do about it now he thought, mentally shrugging it\noff. Hayley writhed and screamed for about a minute before finally\nbeing able to bring herself under some kind of moaning, sobbing,\ntwitching control. Her ass wasn’t just a bright crimson, it looked\nlike there were a few small yellow and brown bruises as well. When he\nthought she was capable of hearing him Ryan spoke very firmly to her.

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\n“Alright Miss Hayley. You can get up now. It’s your break time.”

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\nStill gasping and sobbing and her frilly hat piece very askew Hayley\nsomehow crawled to her feet and stood sobbing and shaking, her collar\nbell ringing in sympathy.

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\n“Alright, pull yourself together. You only have yourself to blame.\nYou may now go to the kitchen and make a mug of tea. Here, I will\nshow you your mug and you can make me a coffee.” In the kitchen he\ngave her a very large mug and watched as she made some tea telling\nher to fill it up. Hayley vaguely knew he was setting her up again\nbut her mind was too clouded with pain to function. He told her to\nsit down and drink it all up.

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\n“All of it,” he repeated.

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\nHayley didn’t want to sit down even though her ankles and calves\nwere hurting from the high heeled shoes. Her ass was on fire and felt\nlike it was three sizes bigger than it was. Gingerly and wincing with\neach application of pressure she sat on one of the hard plastic\nkitchen seats. She was still crying and gasping and her eyes didn’t\nseem to be focusing well. Ryan wondered if she was in shock. Still if\nshe was a hot cup of sweet tea was what she needed.

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\n“Okay Miss Hayley. You have a fifteen minute break and then you can\nreport to me in the living room. We believe all employees should have\na break now and then. We find it is good for morale. So you enjoy it\nand I’ll see you in fifteen minutes.”

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\nHayley sat shaking, sipping her hot tea, feeling the pain radiate\ninto her. She had to tell him he couldn’t continue this. She would\ngo hysterical or insane. He had to understand she had limits and much\nmore of this and she would just crack entirely. She couldn’t escape\nfrom him but if she made a run for the door at least after the\nterrible panic she would black out. \n

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\nThe time passed both slowly because of the pain and all too quickly.\nThe worst of the pain had subsided, her crying had stopped and she\nhad brought herself back under control. Maybe she could seduce him.\nIf she could make him come he would lose interest in tormenting her\nfor a while. The timer went and wearily she pulled herself to her\nfeet wincing at the pain as her ass came off the seat and walked into\nthe living room on her high heels to report. She straightened her\n‘cap’.

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\n“Ah there you are,” he continued in his condescending butler type\nvoice.

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\n“You can now do the bedroom. Change the bed, dust everything,\nhoover the carpet etc. thirty minutes?” \n

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\nHe waved her off with the back of his hand.

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\n“Oh and by the way, though we allow a refreshment break we do not\nallow toilet breaks outside of that time. Do remember that.”

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir. She bobbed a curtsy and headed for the\nbedroom as Ryan put his feet up to watch one of his favourite series.

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\nNow she understood the tea she thought as she manhandled the bed\nsheets and duvet. She hadn’t wanted to go, but now he had got her\nthinking about it of course she did. By the time she had finished she\nreally wanted to making her focus a lot of attention on the part\nbetween her legs. She finished and went to report. \n

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\nRyan inspected, noticed she had missed the windows, which of course\nshe had thought were not included and ran his hand along the edge\nrunning above the top of the door and found some dust. Another visit\nto the chair and though he was not so tough this time around it still\nhurt like hell. Then it was dusting round the living room followed by\nanother paddling and cleaning the shoes by which time she really\nreally had to go.

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\nRyan had seen how she was squeezing her legs together and knew she\nwould have to go soon. She finished the shoes and then curtsied and\nasked if she could please go to the toilet. Her legs were squeezed\nvery tight together.

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\n“I thought I explained Miss Hayley. You should have gone earlier.”

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\n“But I didn’t know sir. Please sir, I have to go. I can’t hold\nit in much longer.”

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\n“H’mm, come here and let me feel it. Lift your skirt. Hayley\npulled the skirt up the short way it needed to go to expose her slit.\nRyan made her open her legs. She was sure she was going to pee over\nhis hand. It was agony. He felt her up a bit making a bad situation\nworse and then said, “alright. You can go in one of the beer\nglasses and then drink it.”

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\n“S,sir?”

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\n“I said you can pee in one of the beer glasses in the kitchen,\nbring it back here for me to see that you really have peed and are\nnot just skiving off and then drink it. It’s enough that you are\nwasting time peeing without wasting time taking it to the toilet as\nwell. Go and do it then girl.”

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\nHayley wanted to argue but remembered the brutal punishment she had\nreceived for not sucking her shit off his dick. Swallowing her pride\nand anything else she went into the kitchen and put a beer glass\nbetween her legs. She had held it in so long it was difficult\nrelaxing the muscle and when it did start to dribble out it hurt\nuntil it shot out in a great long spurt. She filled the glass to\nthree quarters and wiped between her legs with her hand so there\nwould be no dripping. She went back into the living room and showed\nhim the warm glass.

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\n“It certainly looks as if you needed to go,” he agreed.

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\n“Very well drink it down and we’ll inspect your shoe work.”

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\nSwallowing hard Hayley brought the warm liquid up to her lips, then\nclosing her eyes started drinking it down.”

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\nWomen, Ryan thought, they’ll just do anything, completely ignoring\nher complete lack of choice in the matter. Half way through Hayley\nheaved but managed to keep it under control. The warm liquid sloshed\naround in her stomach.

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\n“There that should keep it safe until you can expel it after your\nshift is over,” Ryan said, “which will actually be quite soon.”

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\nHe found some faults with the shoes and thought it would be only just\nto use one of the trainers to punish her with. Over the chair again\nand a lot of splats later Hayley was once again crying and her behind\nwas once again hot and burning.

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\n“For the last job I just want you to go round cleaning the skirting\nboard. Ryan had actually run out of things for her to do but it would\nbe another hour and a half before dinner and he had a final trick to\npull on her.

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\nHayley spent half an hour crawling around the edges of the room\ncleaning the skirting board and then reported back. Ryan made a\ncursory inspection and returned to the sofa. Hayley nervously waited\nfor his bad verdict.

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\n“Yes. That seems satisfactory,” he said to her great surprise.\nShe had found it quite uncomfortable crawling around with three\nquarters of a pint of wee in her stomach but now felt relief it was\nat last all over.

\n
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\n“So maid Hayley not a good start I would say. You seem to be very\nslovenly and lazy wouldn’t you agree ?”

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\n“Yes sir. I will try and do better next time sir.”

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\n“I should hope so. I think I have been very patient and should\nreally have punished you far harder don’t you agree?”

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\n“Yes sir,” Hayley swallowed hard, “ I am very grateful you were\nso lenient with me sir.”

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\n“H’mm.” Then Ryan seemed to notice something and frowned.\nHayley tensed up. Oh please not more.

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\n“You seem to not only be very bad at cleaning but also at keeping\nyour self clean,” he admonished her, “your apron has dirt on it\nand your stockings are disgracefully dirty around the knee area.”

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\nHayley looked down. She had spent an afternoon kneeling and cleaning.\nOf course they were going to be dirty.

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\n“I had to kneel a lot sir,” she said, though knowing it was a\nwaste of time.

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\n“I am not interested in excuses miss Hayley. Take off that uniform\nand get across my lap. As you agreed I have been far too lenient with\nyou.”

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\n“Please sir...”

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\n“Off maid Hayley!”

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\nHayley undressed until she stood naked, hands by her sides, a small\nheap of clothes and her shoes to the left of her. Ryan lent back and\npatted his knees.

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\n“Far too lenient.”

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\nTrembling slightly Hayley went across his knee her red, yellow and\nblue bruised ass ready to receive its punishment.

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\nHe started by spamking her with his hand. Though it was only his hand\nher butt was so sore it still hurt a lot. He then moved to a spanking\nglove they had found in one of the shops.

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\n“I’ll just put this glove on so I don’t sting my hand,” he\nsaid to her and then spanked again in earnest.

\n Hayley writhed and cried. When he handcuffed her hands behind her\nshe knew it was going to get unbearable. He started whipping her with\nthe thin whippy cane that had caused so much pain earlier. He had\nhandcuffed her so he could still keep her on his lap through all her\nthrashing. It just went on and on. Whipping with the whip, spanking\nwith the hand, whipping with the whip, spanking with the hand.

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\nHayley screamed and shouted, bucked and writhed, rolled left and\nright, legs kicking in all directions. Hayley dissociated at some\npoint. Her body was too tired to thrash any more, her throat too sore\nto scream. Her ass looked a mess. Bruised and welted with some blood\nmarks from the thin cane.

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\nEventually Ryan realised there was no point in continuing any more.\nHis arm was tired and his cock was desperate for relief.

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\nHe pulled her off his knee and put her in a kneeling position in\nfront of him. Hayley lent slightly against his leg hands still cuffed\nbehind her and cried and sobbed.

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\n“Very well Miss Hayley, I think that’s enough for today don’t\nyou think?”

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\nBut Hayley was beyond any attempt at answering. Her vision was\nblurred by her tears, her behind felt huge and every part of it was\naching and burning with pain. The pain filled her up. She was\nscarcely aware of anything else.

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\nHe leaned forward and undid her handcuffs. He lifted her head.

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\n“Look at me Hayley!” She looked at his face blurred by her tears,\nshaking all over.

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\n“Maid Hayley are you understanding me?” He slapped her face\nenough to get her attention.

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir,” she managed to mumble as an automatic\nresponse, just repeating the phrase she had been using all day.

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\n“It is also customary in this household for maids to service their\nbetters.”

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir.”

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\n“It is a great honor. What is it?”

\n
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\n“A great honor sir.”

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\n“I expect you to do a good job or there will be more punishment do\nyou understand miss?”

\n
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\n“Yes sir. I, I… understand.”

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\n“Very well you can remove my pants and underwear and start by\nsucking my cock. I’m told you are good at that though I was told\nyou were good at cleaning, but we’ll see.”

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\n“Yes sir. Thank you sir.” \n

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\nBy now these were the only words Hayley was mindlessly capable of\nsaying. She tugged on his belt, undid his zip and pulled off his\npants and pulled off his underwear and then almost fell forward to\nstart licking his cock.

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\n“Use your tits.”

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\nShe held her tits with her hands to rub them up and down around his\ncock.

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\n“Tongue again.”

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\nShe let her tits flop and returned to licking.

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\n“Mouth.”

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\nShe engulfed him and began sucking. She swirled her tongue around.\nThe pain from her ass was intense but she was beginning to regain her\nsenses.

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\nRyan looked down at her white back and her head nodding up and down.\nHer lips were sucked tight around his stem and cock head as it moved\nup and down and her tongue was swirling excellently. He was going to\ncome at any moment.

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\n“Get me a whip,” he said, her white back annoying him.

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\nQuickly she pulled up, turned and crawled off tot he pile of gear\nopposite. Her white cunt lips contrasted with the angry looking ass\ncheeks. Her bell jingled.

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\nShe chose a three tailed whip that seemed a reasonable compromise\nbetween soft and harsh that would keep him happy and started crawling\nback.

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\n“Carry it in your mouth dumb arse.”

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\nQuickly she put it in her mouth and crawled back to him. She looked\nup at him proffering it with her mouth. He smiled and took it.

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\n“Okay back as you were.”

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\nShe crawled closer, went on her knees, her ass cheeks hurting as they\ntouched her heels and calves and popped his slightly softened cock\nback into her mouth. Up and down. Suck tight. Swirl her tongue. Keep\nhim happy. Make him come. Get some rest.

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\nThree lines of pain erupted across her back. She grunted and pushed\nher head down to engulf his cock. There would be trouble if she let\nit go. She got back into her rhythm and got three more.

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\nRyan gave her four lashes to produce twelve red lines across her back\nand then settled back to watch her working to please him. His cock\nwas so big, The pleasure and tightness of her job so good he knew he\ncouldn’t hold out and erupted into her mouth and throat. Wow. It\nwas so good. It felt like he had a mini volcano erupting. The normal\nripples of his cum coming up the stem were hard spasms. His hips\njerked up and down. He felt gob after gob shoot out of him.

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\nHayley felt the ripples coming but didn’t slow down or stop. She\ncontinued doing her best, intent only on giving him the best possible\ncum and get it over with. Large gobs shot out, hitting the top of her\nmouth, the back of her tongue, the middle as she stilled moved her\nmouth up and down the head. It filled her mouth. She felt like\nchoking, even though you knew it was coming it was always a surprise\nwhen it actually happened.

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\nShe pushed down to suck and tighten her lips around his stem to pull\nout the remaining spunk. Press it up the tube into her gloop filled\nmouth before beginning the swallowing. It wasn’t nice having her\nmouth filled with his gooey, slimy, iron tasting stuff, but she knew\nwhat was expected. She knew he liked her to keep it in a bit to get\nthe full taste throughout her mouth before swallowing. She began\nswallowing.

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\nRyan was in heaven. What a come! He fell back and relaxed, enjoying\nthe feeling around his head as she drew up the last bits of spunk and\nmoved her tongue around the head again before massaging his cock head\nas she began swallowing. When she had swallowed and he had gone\nslightly soft he enjoyed the massage of her tongue again as it\nswirled around to clean him. Then the in and out of the head through\nher lips as she made sure it was completely clean before it popped\nout of those luscious lips.

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\nAlthough she had caught it all and none had escaped she still\ndutifully licked around his stem and balls as he lay back softening\nand relaxing.

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\nAfter a minute or two leaving her kneeling waiting for her next order\nRyan decided he wanted to piss. He took her into the bathroom and\nordered her to kneel in the bath before pissing in her mouth and then\npissing allover her “to teach her, her place.”

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\nHayley was beyond caring as the acrid liquid filled her mouth and\nwent down her throat, then over her face and green eyes, then wetting\nher thick wavy golden blonde hair, running down her tits and belly to\ntrickle down to her cunt and splashing onto her thighs. She had\nsucked shit off his dick, licked his dirty arsehole, drunk her own\npee. What did a bit more degradation matter. If truth were told she\nwas in such a broken, pain filled place, she would have done anything\nhe told her to.

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\nHe told her to shower and clean up, “make herself pretty” and\nreturn to him in the living room.

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\nThe sponge, even the water, everything hurt her butt cheeks on\ncontact. Still at least washing was something she wanted to do. When\nshe had dried herself and rubbed and brushed her hair she returned\nand was told to sit at his feet. She wasn’t sure she ever wanted to\nsit again but gingerly sat down and clasped his leg watching the TV.\nAfter everything she had gone through it was this normal activity\nthat seemed surreal and odd. After a few minutes though Ryan looked\nat his watch and said, “dinner time.”

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\nHayley, her collar jingling, went off to the kitchen to cook.

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\nHypnotising Hayley Chapter Eleven

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\nMonday morning Hayley was back at work as usual, Adding to her\ndiscomfort from knowing how nude she was underneath, she was now\nreminded of her status every time she sat down or moved in her seat\nby the pain ifrom the bruises in her butt. Roger who sat opposite her\non the shared table asked if she was alright.

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\n“Yes, I’m fine thank you. Why do you ask?”

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\n“You seem to be in pain now and then.”

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\n“Oh nothing serious,” she smiled.

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\n“Do anything over the weekend?”

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\n“No, nothing special.”

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\nMonday evening she felt so good just relaxing in her own home\ncatching up on current affairs and friends on social media. She said\nshe had just felt like being alone for the weekend. Tuesday she\nstudied and though she had gone to Ryan’s on the Wednesday and been\ntreated like his personal property, which she supposed she was, he\nhad not been too bad to her. In fact they had spent most of the\nevening playing video games which was sort of enjoyable even if she\nhad been doing it topless in a plaid micro. Oddly they’d had their\nfirst chance to actually talk.

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\nShe had learnt about his family and personal history and she had told\nhim about herself. That her father was an accountant earning good\nmoney and her mother was an office manager in a local company near\nthe village where they lived. The village was not far from\nBirmingham. She’d got seven GCSE’s and three ‘A’ levels in\nHistory, English and English Literature. They had not been good\nenough to go to university though so she had got a job through a\nrecruitment agency and a few moves on was now at the insurance\ncompany. She thought this would probably be her career now. That’s\nwhy she was doing the studying. Once she got her Certificate in\nInsurance CII some good jobs would open up. She had been popular at\nschool.

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\n“With your blonde hair, green eyes and cute nose I expect you would\nbe.”

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\n“I don’t think it was just that Master,” she’d replied. She\nwas learning to sound a bit more normal by using the ‘Master’ in\na more informal way.

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\nRyan said he thought it probably was and that he had just “fucked\nabout” at school.

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\nShe got his permission to see her friends on Friday otherwise she\nwouldn’t appear normal. Ryan had wanted to go for a drink with his\nmates anyway so it was agreed she would come over mid day Saturday.\nHe told her to wear the light blue skirt with plunging nekline and A\nshaped flair to eight inches above the knee.

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\nShe had tried to get him to talk about hypnotism as he had prevented\nher from researching it herself but he just smiled and said it was\nnothing she needed to know though he did say there was a keyword that\nwould put her into an instant trance

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\nHayley arrived at 11.00 as agreed wearing the blue dress and her\ncollar. Ryan thought the red collar clashed and said they’d have to\nget a black one as that would match anything. In the end he also\nthought the dress covered her too much and changed her into the red\nmicro skirt, red six inch heels, no top and her collar with a leash\nhanging from it.

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\n“Right, I’ve been making a list of behaviour rules,” he said\nonce she was kneeling legs apart, hands behind her back sticking her\ntits out, “you can thank me.”

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\n“Thank you master,” she said brightly.

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“I’ve\nactually typed ‘em out so they can be put on the fridge with this\nhouse magnet I’ve bought. He showed her a magnet\nfeaturing a topless cartoon japanese girl in a short maid’s outfit.\nShe was holding a tray in one hand and there was a slogan at the\nbottom saying ‘My job is to serve’.

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This\nway we’ll both know how we should behave. We’ll start with you.\nFirst thing to understand is you may be a clever person\nwhere\nyou work, a\ncolleague deserving of respect, dignity and all that, but here you’re\njust the\nhouse slut. You’re\na set of tits, an ass and three holes for fucking. The only thing\nyou’re mouth is for is agreeing with anything your boyfriend\nsays, sucking his cock and licking his asshole, except if I want to\npiss or shit in it of course. Don’t\nget upset if I call you names. It’s just to help you know your\nplace.”

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\nHayley said nothing. She had thought they had been making progress,\nbut now she was not so sure.

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\n“You’re lower than the low and if I ever get a dog you’ll be\nlower than that. So rule one, you will always end every sentence with\nthe word Master and say everything submissively. If it’s not\nsubmissive enough you’ll be physically corrected till it is. You\nunderstand?”

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\n“Yes Master,” Hayely said as submissively as she could looking\nbriefly down before looking back up at him to add to the effect.

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“Yes\nwhat slut?” He\nslapped her face hard. A red hand print of his fingers appeared on\nher cheek, ”\nI want sentences.”

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“I’m\nsorry Master. I will always call you Master and say everything as\nsubmissively as possible master.”

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“Yeah,\nI’ll add a rule saying you should always reply in sentences and try\nand add to what I say.

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“That’s\nbetter. Rule two. You\nwill wear your collar at all times. When you go to work you’ll put\nit in your purse and put it on the moment you leave work. You can\ntake it off for the minimum time needed when having a shower.”

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“Will\nthat include when I am with my friends Master?”

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\n“Yeah. I said everywhere didn’t I? It just looks like a leather\nchoker if the ring is at the back under your hair. By the time they\nwonder why you always wear it they’ll know we’re together and you\ncan say I like you to. You love me so you’re obviously going to be\ndoing anything you can which you think will please me.

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“Rule\nthree. Whenever\nyou bring me anything anywhere apart from in public places, you will\npresent it to me on your knees. That’ll\nhelp you feel like the slave cunt you are”

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“Rule\nfour. You\ndo anything and everything I say immediately as quickly as you can.\nNo hesitation. You understand?” He leant forward to give her right\ntit a slap and watched it jiggle right and left.

\n
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\n“Yes Master,” she looked submissively to the ground again, “I\ndo anything you say without any hesitation.”

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\n“And that includes licking my asshole out or fucking any of my\nfriends if I want you to.”

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\n“Yes Master. I will do whatever you want as quickly as I can\nincluding fucking your friends if that’s what you tell me to do.”

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\n“Later we’ll do some obedience testing.

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\n“Rule five goes with rule four. You’ll co-operate and help in\nanything I want to do to you. If I tell you to put clamps on your\ntits you’ll put them on as tightly as possible. If I tell you to\nwhip your cunt you’ll whip it as hard as you can.

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\n“Rule six, you won’t do anything without my permission. That\nmeans anything. Watching TV, washing, pissing or shitting or deciding\nwhat to wear.

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\n“Rule seven, when we’re apart you’ll always talk about me in\nglowing terms. You’re programmed to do that anyway so that should\nbe easy enough. You’re programmed to obey anything I tell you to do\nif I put the words ‘Hayley I really want’ at the beginning of a\nsentence by the way.

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\n“Rule eight, you will always call your parts by their proper names.\nSlaves have cunts, tits, arses and arseholes. I want you to do this\neven in your thoughts so to help you I’ll show you what I just said\nabout controlling you.

\n
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\n“Hayley I really want you to think about all your sex parts by\ntheir names cunt, tits, arse and arsehole. Your anus is your asshole.\nYou understand.?”

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\n“Yes master I understand you want me to call my parts tits, cunt,\narsehole and arse and never use or think about calling them by any\nwords not suitable for a slave master.”

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\n“Try to think of your breasts and vagina as breasts and vagina.”

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\nHayley tried to think about her tits and cunt. She could only think\nabout them as her tits and cunt. She understood the phrase Ryan had\nused could control her.

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\n“Well?”

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\n“I can’t Master.”

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\n“Good eh?” He looked pleased with himself.

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\nHayley was wondering how many of these ‘rules’ there were going\nto be. Talking about being fucked by his friends had rattled her and\nshe was having problems concentrating. Perhaps their relationship was\ndeveloping. Just in the wrong way.

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\nRule eight was how she should behave at home. Ryan said she should\nbuy some security cameras to put around the house that would connect\nto his computer so that he could check she was behaving how he told\nher to, wearing the right clothes, masturbating at set times or\nwhatever else he decided about the way she should live.

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\nShe would strip naked the moment she came home from work, do the\nexercises he had taught her and wear properly revealing clothes. To\nmake choice easy she would wear whatever outfit was to the left in\nthe wardrobe and put it back on the right. That way she could cycle\nthrough them.

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\nWhen you kneel you will have your legs spread and arms behind your\nback and your back will be arched to push your tits out, you will\nlook up at your Master’s face waiting for an order as you are now.

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\n“Now me. Rule one, I can do whatever I like. Rule two I can treat\nyou however I like.”

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\nHe lent back, “does that sound good?”

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\n“Yes Master that sounds very good. I hope I can please you Master,”\nshe put in as one of the added extras he had asked for. She could see\nshe was going to have to be creative about this if he wasn’t to\nfind some spurious reason for punishing her whenever he liked.

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\nRyan relaxed for a few minutes just enjoying looking at her then\nsaid, “so I guess we had better give you some practice. We’ll\nstart with easy stuff then try some more demanding stuff later. Maybe\nwe’ll go to a town where no-one knows you and you can walk around\nnaked or something or go somewhere and get the word slut tattooed on\nyou somewhere.”

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\nHayley hoped he was only joking, however she was sure he would push\nher to her limits.

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\n“Lets start with slapping your tits. Get in a position where you\nthink I can slap them with the least effort and then ask me to\nstart.”

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\nHayley got up, moved over to him and bent forward with her hands on\nhis thighs. Her tits hung down nicely in front of him.

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\n“Can you start slapping my tits Master.”

\n
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\n“A few added extras?”

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\nHayley thought about the things he would want to hear and would\nprobably do anyway.

\n
\n\n

\n“Master can you please slap my tits hard and make them red and\npainful.”

\n
\n\n

\n“Yeah cunt, I think I can do that for you. Maybe your face too?”

\n
\n\n

\n“Yes Master. Please slap my face hard too.”

\n
\n\n

\n“So to co-operate you should pull your hair back to make it easier.\nI shouldn’t have to be telling you. I think maybe you’re a bit of\na stupid slut.”

\n
\n\n

\n“Yes Master. I’m a stupid slut who deserves to be punished.”

\n
\n\n

\nRyan’s hand suddenly flashed out and whacked against the side of\nher face. The hard stinging came immediately as Hayley quickly pushed\nher long blonde hair back behind her ears.

\n
\n\n

\n“Yeah you sure do stupid slut, but I’ll be nice as you’re still\nlearning.”

\n
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\nHe slapped the other side. Hayley stayed bent over. Now both sides of\nher face were stinging, Ryan began slapping her tits back and forth.\nHe could land each blow on the sides easily and her tits really swung\nback and forth after each blow. They were soon very red. After a\nwhile Ryan tired of this and said, “crawl off and get me a cane or\nsomething from the bag then take up a position which you think will\nmake it easy for me to cane them.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley stood up, turned around and quickly fell to all fours to crawl\nto where the bags of shopping from the previous week were.

\n
\n\n

\n“I want you to bring over a transparent drawer set on Wednesday so\nwe can put everything in them but still easily see what we’ve got.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley found a short cane that looked not too thin or thick and\nstarted crawling back.

\n
\n\n

\n“It’d be easier in your mouth cunt. You’re trying to look\nsubmissive not awkward you dumb bitch.”

\n
\n\n

\nRyan was keen to think of how many different insults he could think\nof to humiliate her.

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\nHayley put it in her mouth and crawled over to present it to him.\nShould she present it with her mouth or kneel and present it to him\nthe way he had said. As she had a leash dangling from her collar she\nthought he would probably like it presented with her mouth. She tried\nto look submissive and dog like. Ryan took the cane and she knelt\nhigh up and sideways to him her arms behind her back to stick them\nout. He could see she was trembling nervously.

\n
\n\n

\n“I didn’t say present them for a whipping. I said present them in\nthe best way.” Hayley looked at him confused.

\n
\n\n

\n“I thought this made them easy to hit Master.”

\n
\n\n

\n“It does but if you push them up with your hands or pull them out\nby the nipples it should hurt more. What are you?”

\n
\n\n

\n“I’m a stupid slut master.” \n

\n
\n\n

\nShe put her hands underneath and pushed them up. Ryan repositioned\nher slightly so she was diagonal to him so he could see them as he\nhit them then brought down the first stroke. Hayley gasped but held\nposition. She held position for twelve agonising strokes. Twisting\nand turning and bending double but always managing to return to the\ncorrect position.

\n
\n\n

\n“M,mm. Good.”

\n
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\nShe breathed a sigh of relief. She really didn’t want to give him\nany excuse to hurt her more than he was already intending to. He had\ntold her not to cry and though there were tears dripping down her\ncheeks she had avoided actually crying though it had required all her\neffort.

\n
\n\n

\n“Now crawl, I think we’ll have crawling all day, and get a cock\nlike vibrator

\n and use it till you come. Make sure I get a good view.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley crawled to the bag and came back with a black vibrator shaped\nlike a cock. She put some batteries in then lay on her back in front\nof him with her legs spread wide and began vibrating herself. She put\nsome saliva on it to help lubricate it. Ryan turned on the TV.

\n
\n\n

\nHayley was finding it difficult to get excited. In the end she\ndecided to fake it. Ryan was suitably happy and told her to fuck her\nass with it.

\n
\n\n

\n“Now clean it.” She knew he didn’t mean in the sink and\nreluctantly started licking it.

\n
\n\n

\n“Big licks and fuck your mouth with it and suck on it. Show me how\nmuch you like the taste of your own shit. Put on a show. Show me the\nkind of slutty whore who can come while someone is watching her.”

\n
\n\n

\n“Yes Master.”

\n
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\nHayley had thought she was beyond being humiliated but she saw that\nconstant abuse still didn’t take away the feeling of shame and\nhumiliation. She steeled her soul and tried to pretend she was a porn\nactress. She knelt with her legs opened wide, the four inch blue\nplaid skirt not even hiding most of her mound and licked it long and\nsensuously. She sucked on it like it was a cock and she loved it, she\nrubbed it around her face and kept looking at him as if he was a\ncustomer she had to please. She sniffed it and smiled and rubbed it\nthrough her hair. Effectively she was role playing and doing a good\njob of it as long as she was careful to keep her mind blank.

\n
\n\n

\nWhen he had got bored with this he said, “right. I think we’ll go\nfor a walk now. Take off your skirt and put on the red six inch\nheels.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley froze.

\n
\n\n

\n“You want me to walk naked?”

\n
\n\n

\n“Why not?”

\n
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\nHayley didn’t know what to do.

\n
\n\n

\n“But… but...” She didn’t know what to say.

\n
\n\n

\n“That’s twice you’ve forgotten to say ‘master’ cunt. That’s\na serious rule breach. When we come back you’ll get a proper tied\nto the bed punishment.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley went into a panic. The shock of being asked to walk outside in\nthe nude was now replaced with total fear. Ryan had got up but she\nthrew herself at his feet hugging his legs and looking up at him eyes\nwide with horror.

\n
\n\n

\n“Please master. Please don’t punish me. It was just a little slip\nmaster. I was shocked. It’s the first time master. Please. Please.\nI’ve done everything you wanted master. Just cane me master. It was\nonly one slip. Please, please.”

\n
\n\n

\nShe suddenly bent down and started wildly kissing his feet repeating\n,”please, please.”

\n
\n\n

\n“It was two slips and part of a slippery slope that has to be\nsorted quickly.” Ryan was rather pleased with the slips and\nslippery, “we’ll do it when we come back. I’ll see how you\nbehave during the walk. Now put on your shoes and take off the skirt.\nQuickly.”

\n
\n\n

\nIn complete panic now Hayley quickly grabbed the six inch heels and\nsat on the floor putting them on as fast as she could her fingers\nfumbling at how fast she was trying to go. She jumped to her feet and\nspeedily pulled her skirt down and stepped out of it. Her leash swung\nfrom the collar. Ryan grabbed her hand and pulled her along behind\nhim through the front door and into the open.

\n
\n\n

\nRyan wasn’t too worried. A few cars might see her as they passed\nalong the main road but there was nothing else around. You only got a\nvery occasional walker in the woods behind the bungalow. He held her\nhand as she tottered across the field with him to the edge of the\nwoods and then let her go. Ryan wandered into the trees and bushes as\nif it was a normal walk. Listening to the birds tweeting, pointing\nout a squirrel to her climbing up a trunk, listening to the rustling\nin the low undergrowth. Though he was only strolling Hayley was\nhaving a hard time keeping up. She wasn’t walking so much as\ntottering. She wasn’t used to any kind of heels much and certainly\nnot six inch ones, though since her time with Ryan she was improving.

\n
\n\n

\nIt was an odd site. A young man in blue jeans and russet tee shirt\nrelaxing with nature. Tottering behind him a girl with long blonde\nhair, green eyes and a cute nose wearing a red silver studded dog\ncollar with a leash hanging from it and tottering on matching red\nstilletto heels.

\n
\n\n

\n“Speed up slut,” he called to her, knowing full well she was\ngoing as fast as she could. It would be difficult to think of more\nimpractical shoes for walking across soft earth and vegetation.\nHayley wished they could find a track. Eventually they did but after\nfive minutes to her horror she saw a silver haired man approaching\nwalking a small dog.

\n
\n\n

\n“Come on,” Ryan called to her from about two metres ahead. Hayley\nhad gone bright red across all of her face, neck and upper chest. Her\ntits were bouncing a lot from her awkward walking and the slight cold\nof the air had her nipples fully erect. She couldn’t do or say\nanything. She stared fixedly at the back of Ryans head as the man\nslowly got closer and then passed her. He had said a polite good\nmorning to Ryan as casual walkers often do to each other and\npretended to ignore Hayley. The sights one saw these days. What was\nthe world coming to.

\n
\n\n

\nHayley had changed her mind about wanting to walk on a path and was\nthankful when Ryan cut off and walked them to a clearing. He sat down\non the grass and indicated to her to do the same. He had brought his\nover the shoulder bag and brought out some cheese sandwiches and\nbeer. He gave her one and started amicably chatting as if what they\nwere doing was absolutely normal. Hayley felt the wetness from the\ngrass on her arse. She tried to keep up her end of the conversation\nas if it was normal. Perhaps it would mellow him out and make him\nreasonable about her slip up. If anything she was using the word\nmaster too much now.

\n
\n\n

\nThey chatted about his week and her week and about her sister Anna\nwho at eigteen would soon start her final exams. They shared the beer\nand then when it was gone Ryan suggested a game of fetch the stick.\nAs he had with Cherry he soon had her crawling on hands and knees or\nscampering about like a four legged spider. He had let her take her\nshoes off for better scampering though the rough ground could be\nuncomfortable on her feet. \n

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\n\n

\nHe would set the timer when he said go and tell her the time when she\nscurried back with the stick in her mouth. He didn’t comment on\nwhether eight seconds or 11.6 seconds was good or bad. She would look\nup at him as doglike as she could be and after dropping the stick in\nhis hand woof and turn round to stick her ass up for her reward of a\nwhippy lash across her firm but jiggly ass cheeks.

\n
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\nHe walked her about first at heel to his left then at heel to his\nright. She’d had to crawl as fast as she could to keep up. He’d\nrewarded her with sucking his cock for a few minutes. She was so keen\nto please. He could see she was putting maximum effort into\neverything. When sucking his cock she was kissing and licking it fast\nand furiously, using her tongue on his head in her mouth, pushing it\ndeep down her throat as she sawed back and forth even though it was\nmaking her gag.

\n
\n\n

\nShe asked permission to wee. Piss he corrected her. Nice girls wee\nbut cunts like her pissed. She hastily apologised and corrected\nherself. As with Cherry he took her round to piss on the tree trunks.\nUnfortunately for Hayley another dog had been doing the rounds and\nthey came across a small shit pile.

\n
\n\n

\n“Sniff it and lick it,” said Ryan not knowing or not caring that\nshe might get some bad disease. Hayley hesitated and he lashed her\nass with the leash.

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\n\n

\n“Are you being disobedient again?” he asked in a threatening\nvoice. Hayley at once went back into panic mode. Her head went down\nand she sniffed it all around as she thought a dog might and then\neven though this had caused her to heave a few times she gave it a\ntentative lick.

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\n“More than that,” said Ryan, “lick it like it was as beautiful\nas my ass. Big licks all over.” Trembling with fear and dread of\nfurther offending him Hayley began licking the shit. She heaved and\nheaved as she valiantly tried to carry on but suddenly broke off,\ncrawled to the nearest bush as fast as her crawling limbs would take\nher and vomited into the bush.

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\nShe vomited and heaved for about a minute. Ryan watched her body\nshaking and listened impassively to her chucking up until she was in\nenough control to crawl back and look up at him trembling with fear\nat her failure. Ryan nodded sagely.

\n
\n\n

\n“One more lick and we’ll move on.” Hayley gave the revolting\npile one final quick but broad tongued lick and they carried on\nwalking around the perimiter. One more piss against a tree with her\nleg cocked.

\n
\n\n

\n“This is the last one so you’d better get it all out.” and they\nwent back to the centre. He threw another few sticks for her to get\nthen said he fancied a fuck, pushed her over a cut stump, got some\nlubricant from the bag and rammed into her asshole. He fucked her in\na leisurely manner while pulling painfully on her hair to pull her\nhead up. He withdrew without coming, slapped her ass and said\n“clean”. Hayley whipped round as fast as she could to\nenthusiastically do the best job she had ever done. She couldn’t\nafford any more mistakes. The slip up with master and the throwing up\nwith the dog shit. Cleaning his cock at least cleaned her mouth as\nwell as she swallowed all the dog shit remains that had stayed in it.

\n
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\nHe put his cock back in his trousers told her to put her shoes back\non and they strolled back to the bungalow. Ryan seemed to enjoy the\nwalk. They didn’t meet any more people. Hayley was very down and\nfearful. \n

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\nRyan had enjoyed the outing. Seeing her eyes so big and fearful and\nher desperate attempts to please had made her twice as attractive.\nHe’d have to try and scare her some more though of course in this\ncase she was right to be scared.

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\n\n

Hypnotising\nHolly Chapter Twelve

\n\n

Hayley knelt on the\nfloor knees wide, hands behind head still naked except for the\ncollar, leash and shoes and waited to hear her fate. Ryan asked her\nto get a coffee just to see how fast she crawled to the kitchen to do\nit and how carefully she brought it back, knelt before him to offer\nit to him head down and then resumed her former position as fast as\npossible.

\n\n

He sipped his coffee\nand watched a quiz show he had no real interest in. He wanted a rest\nafter the walk and to enjoy Hayley’s petrified state. He really\nwanted to do a few more things with her before the punishment but he\nwas temporarily out of ideas so he sat back and relaxed for half an\nhour while he built up the energy and enjoyed her wide eyed scared\nlook.

\n\n

He could beat her\nblack and blue like last time. She had all Sunday to recover but he\nfelt like going out for a drink later and it would get in the way of\nplaying other games with her. Maybe a hard caning or whipping and\nsome extreme tit torture. Really tight clamps that would hurt for a\ncouple of hours afterwards.

\n\n

“Right I’ve\ndecided to be lenient,” he said, “ and not tie you to the bed.”\n

\n\n

Hayley looked\nrelieved but still knew something was coming and still looked very\napprehensive.

\n\n

“The punishment\nwill have to be severe though. You have to learn to be obedient all\nthe time not just when you feel like it,” he said being\ndeliberately unfair, “or just because you forget. Punishments need\nto be severe enough so that you won’t forget. I’m going to tie\nyou to the table instead. Hopefully I can tie you tight enough so you\nwon’t overturn it. We’ll do you front and back like last time. We\ncan use some of the new toys. Go and bring in the table.”

\n\n

Almost trembling\nwith fear Hayley quickly crawled to the kitchen and pulled the\nkitchen table in. It was going to be a less than perfect fit being\nabout a metre and a half square with a pale blue plastic top on a\nmetal frame that bent to form four circular pipe like legs. It had\nthe four matching plastic chairs one f which Hayley had got to know\nso well when being a maid. She vaguely wondered if she would get\nacquainted with all of the furniture in this way.

\n\n

She lay down on her\nback. Her head hung back over the edge while her legs stuck out from\nthe other side. It was too wide to tie her to. He had a spare bedroom\nbut there was nothing in there. He, meaning Hayley of course, would\nhave to buy one of those cross contraptions and maybe a few other\nthings to put in there so she could be thrashed properly. In the end\nhe pulled out the sideboard which proved a much better fit.

\n\n

Hayley lay on it on\nher back again. Her head lolled over the edge and each arm stretched\npainfully down to be tied to a wooden leg as tightly as he could and\neach wrist was handcuffed to each wooden leg for good measure. Her\nlegs were similarly tied at the other end suitably spread in an\nuncomfortable position with the side edges of the top digging into\nher thighs. She was tight to the long sideboard top but he managed to\nforce a cushion under her ass to lift her cunt up. He also tied some\nrope around her waist as he’d seen in a film to stop her bucking.

\n\n

“Okay,” he said\nfinally, “perhaps this will teach you to be more careful how you\nspeak in the future.”

\n\n

He went to the lower\nend of the table and lashed a short multi tailed whip against her\ncunt.

\n\n

“Aaaah!” \n

\n\n

He started lashing\nher with a fairly fast steady rhythm. Hayley could not move to avoid\nthe blows or alleviate the pain. All she could do was let out a loud\n“aaah” sound as each blow struck. Short aahs giving her just\nenough time to gasp a breath before the next one.

\n\n

“Aah, aah, aah,\naah, aah, aah,” matching the rhythm of the whip. \n

\n\n

As the whipping\ncontinued her body jerked a little but could not move significantly.\nHer cries kept to the same short rhythm, but became louder and louder\nand then very loud indeed. Ryan paused. Her cunt was very red and\nbruised. He wanted to cane it but he didn’t think it could stand\nmuch more. He settled for standing to one side of her and bringing\ndown one hard stroke of one of the short canes across it with the\ntip. Hayley let out a piercing scream. It was a good job he had tied\nher down in the middle or she might have jerked the whole sideboard\nover.

\n\n

Ryan gave her a few\nminutes to recover. Her eyes were closed and she was just moaning.\nHayley was not thinking anything. She was not even thinking about\nwhat would come next or when it would end. Her mind was completely\nengulfed by the pain and she knew there was a lot more to come. \n

\n\n

Ryan ambled over to\nthe shopping bags to see what to use next. He decided to use the\ntrusty nine tailed whip, but while coming to this conclusion noticed\na nice black butt plug which he thought might be nice to put up her.\nYou could never have too much discomfort, he thought to himself\ncheerily. He returned to his moaning girlfriend. Moaning in the right\nway he thought. Her head was hanging down and her eyes were shut so\nshe did not know what he was intending until suddenly she felt a\nlarge cold object pushed against her asshole and then rammed in. She\nmoaned at a different pitch. It made her feel unconfortable and full.\nRyan gave it a little tap and then began whipping her torso.

\n\n

He did this more\nslowly than with her cunt which was now looking twice its normal size\nand watched the stripes come up before laying down the next blow.\nHayley just moaned or groaned at each blow.

\n\n

Ryan, leaving\nreasonable gaps, whipped her for about ten minutes. Her whole torso\nwas now a glowing red.

\n\n

“Just your tits to\ngo,” he said to her, “I warn you this might hurt.”

\n\n

He lashed across her\ntits with the thin whippy cane. Hayley let out an ear piercing scream\nand her head jerked up and her eyes opened trying to look at the area\nthat had been hit. Ryan laid on another. Another ear piercing scream.\nHe paused, counted slowly to ten to give the pain time to seep in,\nif the searing mind splitting pain Haylety was feeling could be said\nto seep and then swept down with another. He put down twenty strokes.\nBy the end Hayley’s tits showed twenty tram lines from base to top\nwhere they joined her chest. Several strokes had hit her nipples and\ndespite being tied down she had jerked so much the sideboard had\nactually jumped off the floor a half inch at the top end. The last\nfive strokes her screaming and jerking decreased. She jerked terribly\nbut her body and throat were just too exhausted to keep it up.

\n\n

Ryan looked at her\ntormented face, closed eyes and the slight rocking motion of her head\nup and down, the only movement she could make to absorb the agony\nencompassing her and said, “I guess that’s what they call a world\nof pain. Yup I bet you wished you’d remembered to say ‘master’\nnow.

\n\n

He left her for five\nminutes so that she could recover her senses and some control over\nher uncontrollable trembling. He made a coffee, took some gulps then\nreturned and in a light voice said, “time for the other side.”

\n\n

He undid the ropes\ntying her and said, “sit up,” but Hayley couldn’t. Her mind was\nin such a state she could not work out how to do it. Her arms,\nhanging limply down the sides of the sideboard just flapped a little\nand her legs jerked a bit at the knees as she tried to raise her\nlegs. Ryan grabbed her arms and pulled her to a sitting position then\nslid her down the sideboard so she sat on the edge and could push\nherself upright the final part of the way. She just stood there dazed\nwhile he turned her around and then lent her back down on the\nfurniture so her hips rested at the end with her ass in a the\nclassical caning position. She moaned piteously as her burning tits\nwere squashed against the hard wood surface and Ryan once again tied\nher arms to the legs and her legs to the bottom legs and prepared to\ngive her another flogging.

\n\n

“No canes this\ntime,” he told her, “I’ll just hit you with your leash.”

\n\n

Hayley was in a\nstrange place. She heard and she accepted. It was going to happen.\nThere was nothing she could do and nothing was going to stop it. The\nfirst lash hit her arse. She felt the pain and hey body jerked. She\nheard her mouth utter a noise. It was all a part of her and yet it\nwas not. A second lash connected creating a burning line of pain.\nPerhaps this was what people in hell experienced. Another stripe of\nfire. They suffered it and they dissociated. She had been bad. She\nmust be punished. Another line of stinging pain. More jerking against\nher bonds. Her tits hurting as they pushed in and out of the hard\nsurface. Her cunt aching. There was another word for it once but now\nit was just a cunt. Something big was filling her arsehole. Another\nburning lash of pain. She could hear the leash coming through the air\nbefore it hit her. Her leash. Teaching her what she was. A slave\ncunt. There to do the bidding of her master and to be mercilessly\npunished for the slightest infraction.

\n\n

Ryan moved off her\nass. There were enough angry red stripes and a few yellow brown\nbruises that she would feel for a while whenever she sat down.

\n\n

Hayley felt a lash\nacross her slave back. She screamed and jerked. Another. She screamed\nand jerked. It was an inevitable law of nature. The sound of it\ncutting through the air. The sound of it hitting her skin. The pain\nerupting in a long line. Her body jerking. Her mouth screaming or\ngroaning, she was not sure. Her gasps for breath against the tensing\nmuscles. He should push a cock down her throat. Whip her and smother\nher with his cock till she passed out. She realised time had stopped.\nIt had become a repetitive loop. Whoosh, splat, pain, jerk. Pause.\nWhoosh, splat, pain, jerk. Pause as time reset. A time loop of\nendless pain. She didn’t wish for it to stop. How could it stop. It\nwas an endless time loop that would go on forever.

\n\n

And then it did\nstop. Suddenly. Just like that. No whoosh. No splat. She just lay\nstill, bathed in the warmth of her pain. The pain was all around her.\nHer cunt, her belly, her tits, her ass, her asshole, her back. It\ncovered her skin and extended an inch into her body and an inch\noutside of her body. Like an astral aura. There was no thought. Just\nan overwhelming feeling of defeat and tiredness and after a while,\nperhaps five minutes, an overwhelming feeling of relief.

\n\n

Slowly thought\nreturned to her. A moment of madness had gone and she was back to\nbeing Hayley. A hurt and beaten Hayley. No longer slave Hayley but\nhuman, hurt Hayley.

\n\n

Ryan came and untied\nher. He helped her to the sofa and brought her some tea, He turned on\nthe TV and she sat next to him trying to focus on something that was\nnot the pain all over her body. He gave her the light blue plaid\nskirt and a thin white sweater with a zip down the front. Somehow she\ngot up and put them on. As she bent over to pull up the skirt he\npulled the butt plug out of her arse. He put it to one side for her\nto clean later. Her collar had never come off. When she sat down\nagain Ryan put his arm around her and she nestled into him for\ncomfort, moaning softly and shaking.

\n\n

After an hour the\nworst of the pain had subsided. Ryan told her they were going out for\na drink. He was going to take her to meet some of his mates.

\n\n

“They haven’t\nmet any of my other girlfriends because they were a bit young, but\nyou’re okay.”

\n\n

Hayley screwed up\nher courage.

\n\n

“Are they going to\nhave sex with me master?”

\n\n

Ryan grinned.

\n\n

“No. Not tonight\nat any rate.”

\n\n

Ryan’s friends\nwere Denny who he worked with at the DIY warehouse, Aaron an ex\nemployee from the warehouse who now worked in a bus depot and Steve\nwho worked in light engineering as a machinist. There were a few\nothers but this was the core group and the friends he was meeting for\na drink tonight. Later they were going to a club. They knew Ryan was\nbringing his latest girlfriend which had them all talking.

\n\n

“Must be serious\nif he’s introducing her to us.”

\n\n

“Or maybe he wants\nto get rid of her and thinks this is the way to do it,” joked\nSteve.

\n\n

Ryan had dressed\nHayley in yet another sweater with zip at the front. This one was\npatterned with brown leaves and flowers over white background. A red\nslightly flaired miniskirt, her red collar and red four inch high\nheels. He was getting close to having more women’s clothes in his\nbungalow than mens’. The sweater zipper was pulled down to show\ncleavage but not too much. It was thick enough and patterned enough\nso her nipples would not show through unless it was very cold.

\n\n

Introductions were\nmade. Hayley sat down pushing the back of her skirt back as she did\nso, so that she was sitting on her naked ass. She hoped the friends\nhadn’t noticed. She winced a little as her tender buttocks touched\nthe polished wood of the pub chair. Ryan got a round in. Hayley had a\nspritzer, white wine with lemonade.

\n\n

“Well Ryan,”\nsaid Aaron, “we are honoured tonight. You know Hayley he’s never\nintroduced us to any of his girlfriends before. “

\n\n

“Guess I should be\nhonoured then,” she said smiling.

\n\n

“Yeah, I don’t\nthink the others would have fitted in,” said Ryan, “Hayley likes\neverything I like and likes to please and is good looking. Show ‘em\nyour legs Hayley.”

\n\n

Hayley gave him a\nconfused look.

\n\n

“Get up and twirl\naround so they can see you.”

\n\n

Hayley got up and\ndid a slow twirl making sure it was not fast enough to lift her\nskirt.

\n\n

“See,” said Ryan\nas Hayley did a last minute flare of her skirt as she sat down and\ngave another small wince.

\n\n

“Yeah, very nice,”\nsaid Denny covering for the fact none of them knew what to say. It\nwasn’t every day a guy got his girlfriend to twirl for you and not\nevery day she would do it.

\n\n

“And she likes\nbeing told what to do,” he continued, “saves all that hassle of\ndecision making.”

\n\n

“Yes, Ryan’s\ngood at that,” she said. The group laughed.

\n\n

The conversation\nmoved around music, football, women, cars, work stories and the usual\nthings men talk about. Hayley joined in where she could or sat\nsmiling pleasantly and giving suitable attention to whoever was\nspeaking. Near the end of the evening when one of them was moaning\nabout an ex girlfriend and the other’s sympathising with him Ryan\nsaid, “I don’t have that problem with Hayley. She’s into S&M\nand likes being dominated, so anything I want she does.” Hayley\ncoloured up. She was sure even her tender ass had gone red. It\nsuddenly felt warmer against the seat. Luckily everyone had drunk\nquite a bit and just seemed to accept this as a joke. Denny did\nnotice she had blushed beetroot and Ryan leaned towards his ear and\nsaid, “come over next Wednesday. I’ll show you.”

\n\n

The conversation\nmoved on and the guys left to go clubbing. Ryan and Hayley went with\nthem for a short time but then left for home. Hayley was pleased Ryan\nhad not got as drunk as he had in London. They got a taxi back to the\nbungalow. Ryan fucked her with a bottle which hurt her bruised cunt,\nperhaps even added some more bruises as the drink made him clumsy\nthen he fucked her himself hitting into her bruised cunt lips again.\nWhen he finally deposited inside her she cleaned him and they went to\nsleep.

\n\n

Sunday passed\nuneventfully. They woke up. She went down to suck him, “to make him\nmore active” as he put it. Then he lazily rolled over and let her\nlick and french kiss his asshole. After that more sucking to “clean\nher mouth out”, a bit of toe sucking head to feet, posterior to him\nlegs either side of his body so he could look at her gaping cunt and\ngive her some medium lashes with a one tailed whip. It hurt, but\nnowhere like the day before. She cried out if it hit one of the\nbruises but made sure she kept her mouth over whatever toe she was\nsucking.

\n\n

Next she sort of sat\nup back to him and put his cock in her while he continued to idly\nwhip her, hit her with the back of his hand on alternate arse cheeks\nand watched her cunt go up and down and his prick go in and out of\nher hole.

\n\n

Next it was put it\nin her ass and she moved up and down. This must have given him the\nenergy he needed as after a few minutes he sat up, pushed her forward\nand started fucking her asshole in a relaxed deep in, deep out style.\nHe kept this up, using minimum energy for about five minutes then\ngetting bored leaned forward to grab her tits and squeeze them so she\ncried out in pain and began buggering her in earnest.

\n\n

She didn’t mind\nthe penetrating of her asshole. It was uncomfortable and there was\nsome pain from yesterday’s bruises but she was getting used to it.\nIt was the squeezing of her tits and pulling and twisting of her\nnipples. She wondered if he knew just how much pain he was causing.

\n\n

Ryan wanted her in\npain while he took his pleasure and liked to hear her moan with pain\nas he banged in and out. Intermittently he would twist her head round\nso he could deep kiss her and hear her scream into his throat. After\ntwo or three minutes of hard banging, pulling his cock out till the\nbase came out and then ramming it back in he pushed forward\nespecially hard. Hayley fell forward so she was flat on the bed, he\nfell on top of her and pumped his spunk into her. He felt it rippling\nup and shooting out spurt after spurt. Hayley felt his cock rippling\nin her ass, almost feeling it rising through his cock before\nsplashing into her over and over.

\n\n

“That was a good\nass fuck,” he whispered into her ear after a while, Hayley squashed\nbeneath him. He lay on her till his cock went soft and plopped out\nthen rolled off to one side on his back. Hayley knew what was\nexpected after the beating of the previous week and steeling herself\nwent down to lick and suck his slimy spunk and shit covered cock\nclean. When she had finished to his satisfaction she took her aching\ntits and once again stinging ass into the kitchen to make an egg and\nbacon and coffee breakfast.

\n\n

They relaxed a bit\nand even went shopping where she chose food to cook for his Sunday\nlunch and dinner. He had chosen the cheap slutty outfit of thin white\nsweater and cheap grey skirt he had first bought for her and the red\nsix inch high stilletoes. For Hayley it was far from relaxing showing\nher nipples and bobbing tits, so obvious under the thin sweater, to\nthe variety of people in the supermarket, but she survived the ordeal\nand the rest of the day went smoothly.

\n\n

Little did she know\nwhat Wednesday was going to bring.

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