I wake up when the door opens, The Devil, Aedan and a strange woman walk in. She is wearing all black; corset, fishnet stockings, boots and a mask. She has a riding crop in her hand. This is rather intimidating. I am glad I am under the blankets, covering my nakedness. I should know better, soon I will be asked to get out of the bed.
The Devil unbinds me and orders me to kneeling position. I do as requested.
"What are we doing now?" I ask.
The riding crop comes down on my inner thighs twice. I bite my lip to hold back a groan of pain. I am feeling slightly defiant and angry right now. I know I need to change my attitude; I just don't know how.
"You shall not speak unless given permission, slave. When you speak you address me as mistress, Aedan as sir, and of course your new master as master. Do you understand?" She tells me.
I gulp, "Yes, Mistress."
"Stand with your legs spread, put your hands behind your head; look straight ahead." She tells me.
I do as instructed without a word. She hits my upper inner thighs; I take that as a hint to spread my legs further.
"Good Girl." She tells me.
My checks burn, again it seems like I am being treated by an animal. She walks around me, touching me in different places. She takes each breast in her hand, as if weighing it. Her fingers rub my vagina and anus. I bite back my shock and shiver.
"So it looks like so far you have treated her roughly. If you really want her to give men pleasure, you need to train her to enjoy it. You already have her; your blackmail scheme should be enough." She tells The Devil.
"I want her to show me the proper respect." The Devil responds.
"You can do that without beating her. If you keep up at the rate you are going, you will leave scars. You need to take care of your slaves. There are ways to cause pain without bruising or causing scars. Again, if you want her to be a good sex slave, you also have to use pleasure. If she only does it out of threats, she won't be eager to please. She will be eager to get it over with. The people you give her as a gift too will sense that, and for most it will take away their pleasure." She responds.
"Go lay on the bed slave." She tells me.