Mantras Ch 04

I let out a deep, heavy sigh of satisfaction as I took a sip of coffee. I had come outside to greet the new day, enjoying the sunrise from the comforts of my porch swing, looking out over my land and the sparse cedar trees, knowing that almost directly below me was the very thing that would keep me occupied through my exceedingly long retirement.

I had a short successful career consisting of developing some marketing software. I had managed the company for a few years and made a significant amount of money from the licenses before some personal loss caused me to realize I didn't want to mess with owning a business. So, at 28 years old, I sold my software company for a pretty penny, bought a house and some land up in the mountains, and settled down for a long time of not having to think about work.

I wallowed for a while, the better part of 6 months, trying to think of something to do with my life. Since I didn't need to worry about money for the rest of my life, I could do whatever I wanted. I built a pool. Got a shovel and spent a month digging into the hard ground. Spent another month mixing and laying the cement. Sealing it was easier than I thought it would be. Shoot, the whole thing was easier than I thought it would be. I had calluses on my hands and all the time in the world. I needed another project. Something that would keep me going for a long time.

I needed to be able to work towards something. Instead of floundering and simply existing, I wanted to take control of my life. But why stop there. I realized I could take...control...of whatever I wanted.

Anywho. Enough reminiscing. It was time for the day to begin. I drained my cup, stood, and stretched. My dick started to rise in anticipation of the day, and in my nakedness, I realized it was pointed directly at the newly risen sun. Heh...newly risen. I walked inside and cleaned my cup, putting it back in the cupboard, then took out the gruel mix and started shaking it with water. I continued shaking it as I returned to my bedroom, opened my closet door, and descended my favorite set of stairs.

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I left the lights on low as I entered the room. At the far end, I could see Chloe curled up in her cage, arms wrapped around her knees. There wasn't much room for her to stretch out beyond that. I walked over to her, stuck my hand through the bars and started stroking her head, like one would do to a favored dog, first with my palm, then with the tips of my fingers, lightly scratching her scalp, before letting her long hair trail between them. She came awake slowly, poor thing must have been exhausted after yesterday, and I felt her lean into my hand, into the good feelings before she went stiff and jerked away from me. Her whole body spasmed when she realized what was going on and who was touching her. Her legs shot out straight, or tried to. She kicked the end of her cage pretty hard and I imagined her foot was throbbing.

"Good morning, Chloe," I said in a soft voice. One didn't unnecessarily spook their pets. "Are you ready for the day? I have some exciting activities planned for us!" I went back to stroking her hair and scalp and saw moisture build up on the inside of her closed eye. I reached further in and grasped her nipple, pulling it hard, but not roughly. Just insistently. "One night's sleep and already you've forgotten?" I hardened my voice, "I asked you a question. Are you ready for the day?" I added a little bit of a twist.

"Ahh! Yes, Sir! Yes, Sir!" Chloe gasped out. Her eyes had popped open with the new pain. I let go of her tit and she slumped back down, her eyes closing again as she tried to deny her reality.

I walked to the front of the cage and said, "stay." Her head was towards the back of the cage, her bare bottom pointed toward the door. I reached over and triggered the door release mechanism. As the door opened, I reached in and ran my hand across her ass, letting my pinky trail down her crack, over her puckered asshole, and through the small amount of lips I could get to with her laying on her side. "Good girl. Turn around now, stay on all fours." I lifted a dog leash off the wall and clipped it to her collar. "Come."

Chloe followed me on all fours as I backed away from her kennel. As I kept backing up, my eyes were glued to her backside, swaying back and forth hypnotically. That didn't stop me from noticing that she left her head hanging down. I gave the leash a short jerk. "Perk up, we have a lot of fun planned for the day! Come on, lift your head, get rid of that hangdog look." I reached the seat I was aiming for and fell back into it, allowing my legs to spread.

"Now then, how does a pet great her master? Don't worry about being confused transitioning between acolyte and master, zealot and god, pet and owner. It's all the same relationship. A pet is excited to see her owner. She comes bounding forward, a smile on her face. A SMILE on her face -- there you go, good girl. You will greet me in the mornings on all fours. You will approach and nuzzle your face against my thighs, against my crotch. Come now."

Chloe gave a gulp and looked quickly to her left and right, seeing all the hardware I had in her room, seeing her future, and seeing the instruments I would use on her if she did not do as I wished. She crawled forward and pushed her forehead against the inside of my leg, right above my knee. After a few more bumps I pulled her leash taught and leaned down so my face was inches from hers. "Have you never seen a pet? I think you're going through the motions; you need to put some effort into it. After all, a pet who doesn't show her owner love might find itself sold. Or put down. Or maybe just whipped until they pass out."

I could feel her trembling through the leash. Leaning back, I relaxed my hand holding her where she was. "Try again."

She scooted forward and placed her hands on my thighs. I whipped her back with the leash "All Fours!" Chloe cringed and returned her palms to the floor. She seemed to be cowed, however as she began to nuzzle at the inside of my thigh. She ran her nose and the side of her face against my leg, first on my right, then repeating the same on my left. I pulled the leash slowly closer to my chest and forced her to travel up my legs, toward my groin. "Use your mouth." I had to work to keep my voice level. I knew I was breathing harder than I should have, but the feel of her face moving against me, of her silken hair tracing cool lines across my leg, was almost too much for me to handle.

Chloe opened her mouth and started running her lips along my legs in addition to her nose and cheek. My free hand reached forward and I started to stroke her hair again. At my touch her eyes found mine. She closed them as I started to gently scratch. To my surprise, she leaned into the scratching ever so slightly and instead of just gliding her lips over my skin, she started to kiss at my thighs. Soft open mouth kisses, occasionally preceded by her tongue, began to fall all over my skin.

I pulled the leash tighter and started when I didn't meet any resistance. She was working her way up my thighs of her own accord. My cock was rock hard and as it bumped against her cheekbone; she turned her head to kiss the tip. I gripped my had in her hair. "No cock. Don't worry about that now." I told her, redirecting her face against my leg. She continued to nuzzle me, now with my penis stroking against whichever side of her face was not against me.

I sucked in a sharp breath as I moved my hand to the back of her head and pulled her the last inch of the way forward, her nose coming into contact with my groin. "Include my balls," I instructed and leaned my head back as her tongue danced over them for the first time. Look at her, I demanded of myself and forced my head back down and my eyes open. My cock was running lengthwise up her face, resting against her eyelid. It kept slipping back and forth over her nose as she continued to rub her face against me, moving her head from one side to the next, never leaving contact with my skin.

"Take them in your mouth. Suck them," I said in a soft voice. That should have been a demand, but, by GOD, I was falling in love with this creature. Chloe opened her mouth and took my testicles in, first one, then the other. "Look at me." Here eyelids rose and she stared directly into my eyes. My breath hitched as she pulled a ball into her mouth and then stuck her tongue out to lick me beyond where her lips me my scrotum. I let go of her leash and started running both hands through her hair and over her ears, still scratching gently at her scalp. She stopped nuzzling at some point and her eyes closed again as she just concentrated on my testicles, licking, sucking, and kissing on them, simply lavishing them with a level of attention I was not expecting after knowing me for only a few short days. Was she enjoying this? No. Of course not. Don't be ridiculous. As soon as I had this thought, I felt her hum, my ball suckled in her mouth, her nose all the way in my groin, my penis resting against her face.

With that hum, both of us froze. It felt and sounded like a hum of contentment, or of satisfaction. Whatever the reason, it was a sound of something positive. Both my hands were in her hair and I brushed my thumbs over her eyebrows. She was perfectly still, completely shocked by her response. As I continued to rub my thumbs over her brow, she eventually opened her eyes again, looking up at my face past my cock. Precum had smeared over the bridge of her nose, eyelids, forehead, and cheeks over the past couple of minutes. "Good girl," I said to her with a smile and gently pulled her back from my body.

I was surprised to hear her respond "thank you, sir." I didn't know what she was thanking me for. Was it earnest? Was it for letting her out of her cage, for making her nuzzle me, for the opportunity to lavish my balls with attention, for scratching her head, for pulling her back? It may have just been her protecting herself from me maybe deciding to punish her. Looking in her eyes, I'm not sure she knew what it was for either.

"Come here. Sit in my lap." I directed her towards me and made her sit with her back against my chest, my cock sticking forward between her thighs. My arm stretched out and picked up her breakfast from where it had been left on the floor. "Lean back," I told her, pulling her head to rest against my shoulder. Her arms I had her lift up and rest somewhat around my head, but they were more between the top of my scalp and the chair.

Chloe was fully reclined against me, and with her leaning all the way back, her pussy was resting directly on the top of my cock, prominently sticking out in front of her.

"Are you hungry?" A nod. I pinched her nipple.

"Gah! Yes sir! Please sir! I'm hungry sir!" Chloe gasped at me. I think she'd gone into a bit of a daze when I pulled her against me and after her reaction to our previous activity. She wasn't thinking properly until the pinch shocked her back to reality.

"I brought your breakfast," was my response. My right hand started stroking her waist. I was rubbing my hand across her belly, letting my fingers tangle in her belly button ring, then switching to my fingertips, letting them travel up between her breasts, lightly brushing against her soft skin. On their way back down, they trailed over her nipple, which was already puckered. I saw goosebumps raise on her arms as they were draped around me. "There is still no flavor to your breakfast, I'm afraid. Maybe in the future you will have earned the privilege for me to flavor it. I'll give you this option now, though. After any meal you ever receive from me, you may ask me for flavor. Once you have asked, though, neither of us gets to move on until that request has been fulfilled. Come now, open up." My left hand raised the water bottle to her mouth and she started sucking at it.

The whole time she was drinking (you couldn't really call it eating), my hand was running across her torso. My fingertips trailing over her taught body, up between or over her tits, across her neck, then my fingernails leading the way down to her hipbones. My fingers straightened out here and pushed across her, following her hip, down into her lightly bushed mons. I paused here for the briefest of moments, making sure she knew what was coming, before I pushed down into her slit. My middle and ring fingers running straight through the middle, over her clit, and feeling at the entrance to her pussy, pushing my dick away for a quick moment.

I couldn't tell it from her just resting against my penis, but my fingers could tell without any problem whatsoever. Chloe was soaked. I gave my fingers a little back and forth wiggle as I turned my head and sucked her earlobe into my mouth, gripping it in my teeth. When I let go of her ear, I ran my hand back up her body over her breasts just long enough to grasp her nipple between my fingers before running it back down over her pussy. My mouth switched to licking, kissing, and sucking along her jawline by her ear.

Chloe kept eating the entire time. I held the bottle against her mouth, so she would either have to keep eating or spill. She had tried to turn her head to get a breath but after making it clear that she wouldn't be able to do that, she just kept sucking.

She wasn't getting wetter, necessarily, as I kept rubbing from her tits to her taint, but I was spreading the slickness all over her. My fingers rubbing smoothly over her nipples, keeping them at attention, then travelling downwards and sliding across her clit. As she got near to the end of her meal, I felt her whole body shudder against me as though a chill had gone up her spine and, to my delight, heard another soft moan come from her throat.

I stopped rubbing her and just held her against me while she finished the rest of her shake. Chloe whispered to me, "thank you, sir," in a breathless tone, ashamed of her response.

I gave her nipple a loving pinch in acknowledgement.

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"Have you heard the phrase, 'if you repeat a lie long enough and loud enough, eventually people will believe it?' That's what we're doing here. Except not with a lie. Your mantras are true statements about your existence, and their purpose is to help you find belief in those truths. You have pleased me greatly this morning, so I'm going to give you a choice. You may choose to worship today with your first mantra, or you may start in on your second. Don't think you've graduated from the first! Oh no, the first mantra is the core of your being! You will worship with the first mantra for the rest of your days! But, as a special treat, I will let you start with your second mantra today if you want."

Chloe continued to lay against me and just breath. I reached up and cupped the underside of her breast with one hand and let my other trail through her pubes. I wasn't going to rush her on this. She felt like heaven against me. She was warm and moist and soft in all the right ways. I let me nose rest in her hair and breathed in her scent. After a minute of this I reached down and grabbed my penis. Chloe's breathing sped up as I started to rub my cock back and forth, side to side, the top of my dick rubbing across her pussy, my other hand starting to kneed at her breast.

"The second, sir," Chloe eventually let out. I kept up my soft caresses of her body and watched her cheeks start to flush. With a final squeeze of her breast, I shoved my cock firmly against her clit and pulled her off of me, lowering her to her knees on the ground.

"Go relieve yourself," I said quietly, "I'll go inform your High Priest that you will be starting on your Second Mantra today." I removed Chloe's leash and she started to rise, "All fours, Chloe." She dropped back down and started to crawl towards the toilet.

I left the room to set Chloe's next lesson and returned to find Chloe kneeling next to the Sybian. "Please great your High Priest, Chloe." She looked at me with confusion. "Kiss him. Lick him all over. Make sure he isn't dry. Suckle the point he's trying to drive home with you. Good girl. Thank him for instructing you today."

Chloe was kissing and licking all over the base. She brought the clit stimulator fully into her mouth and I watched her tongue lick all the way around it past her lips, heard her murmur "thank you for instructing me today," as she finished wetting the seat. She knelt on it when I instructed her to. Only then did she look at me to know what her instructions were.

I turned on the display. "Chloe, read your Second Mantra."

Chloe took a deep breath. Then another. On the third breath she spoke, "I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me."

"Good girl." I walked around behind her and knelt on the Sybian myself, lifting my cock to rest against the small of her back. I turned on the Sybian and pressed forward against her, forcing her clit to be fully stimulated by the clitoral nub on the High Priest. "It should take you fewer than 3 seconds to say your Second Mantra. Do you want the count, or do you want the time? The count? Very well. You have four hours. You need to say the mantra 4,800 times. I'm going to start them with you, and I'm going to end them with you. Begin."

Chloe had already started to quiver, being forced against the vibrating base, as she started to speak and I again lifted my hands to her breasts. "I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me." I rolled her nipples between my thumb and forefinger for the first half, pulled her nipples out for the second half. "I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me." Roll, and pull. "I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me." Roll and pull. "I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me." I squeezed her breast with one hand, with the other I slapped her tit repeatedly.

"Don't stop," I breathed in her ear, one hand stroking across her tits, the other dragging my fingernails up and down her thigh. I licked the nape of her neck, licked up to her ear, and bit it between my teeth, letting out an animal growl. "Good slut. Don't fail your mantra."

"I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me. I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me. I love when Master pleasures me. I love when Master hurts me. I love when..." I walked out the door.

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With about 200 recitations remaining, I re-entered Chloe's room. She had taken a water break and I saw her head jerk off the dildo when I opened the door. "Thirsty?" I asked her. I saw her lips move, yes sir, and considered it an appropriate response. "Keep going," I told her and walked over to a table to pick up a couple of objects. Walking up behind her, I told her to keep drinking, and when she was pushed forward against the dildo, I started to push the butt plug into her asshole. When she pulled back, I gave her an "uh uh" and a quick slap on her butt before pushing her head back forwards. As she continued to drink in 2 second increments, I worked the plug into her until her body pulled it the rest of the way in to the base.

Having drunk her fill, Chloe she crawled back over to the Sybian and sat back down on it. The added stimulation now vibrated her insides and I immediately saw her breath quicken. At the same time, I heard the Sybian wind-down to a slower vibration. Chloe let out a frustrated groan and started in on her mantra.

I once again knelt behind her and smiled as my cock slid up along her back and felt the vibrations on the underside of my cock head. My balls were resting on the saddle directly, which was nice, but wasn't going to move mountains for me. I wrapped my arm around Chloe's waist, just under her ribcage and pulled her to me. I said into her ear, "it makes your master so happy that you love both when I pleasure you AND when I cause you pain. This should be a bit of both." I pulled her nipple out and used my right hand to clamp the alligator clip just behind where I was gripping.