Payal's Submission

The characters mentioned in this story are purely fictional, and there are no references to real life. Some of the acts mentioned in the story might hurt the reader's sentiments, but this is purely a work of fiction.

This is a continuation of the second chapter. Thank you for your encouragement; it motivates me to write more. I apologise for any shortcomings.

I wish to extend sincere thanks to @Kenjisato, who has proofread the story and suggested edits in a record time. A billion thanks to @kenjisato. I look forward to working with more for upcoming chapters as well.

Payal's Submission to Save Her Sister, Trisa 03

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Payal was too weak, after the abuse that she had undergone from both of her masters. She could still taste the bitterness of cum at the entrance of her throat, deposited by Vir; while down at her pussy, it was dripping with Ron's cum.

She had managed to recover from the sexual assault, and was focused on food preparation for her perpetrator. She, too, was hungry, and had been since early morning.

She picked up her mobile phone which was lying on the kitchen slab, and the time was well past two in the afternoon. She unlocked it, to check on Trisa.

An automated recording answered, "You have reached the voicemail box of Trisa, please leave your message. Will revert. Thank you."

Payal panicked, as Trisa would never put her mobile on voicemail.

"Are you calling the police?" Ron's husky voice was heard right behind her. He came from behind, hugged her naked body, and landed a kiss on her neck.

"No, sir!"

"Then, it must be Raj?"

"No... No sir! I wasss--"

Whack! Whack!

She got two tight slaps on her ass.

"Don't lie, then who?"

"T-Trisa! Sir!!"

"Oh, you don't believe my words?"

Whack! Whack!

Again, two hard slaps on her ass turned her cheeks red.

"Sss--aaah. No, sir. I trust you, sir! I haven't spoken to her since yesterday, sir."

"If you don't obey my orders, you will face punishment."

"Yes sir, I will obey... sir."

"Now, divert all your calls to your voicemail. Don't touch your mobile again, 'til I give you permission."

"Okay, sir. I won't. Sir, I don't know how to turn on voicemail, sir."

Ron grabbed her mobile and changed the settings to voicemail and threw it on the couch in the living room.

"Have you finished cooking? I'm hungry."

"No, sir! I'm on it. Give me fifteen minutes, sir."

Slap! Slap!

"Make it quick, you whore!"

In twenty minutes flat, she prepared hot parathas stuffed with paneer and fresh onions. She kept two plates on the table, a bowl full of chilled raita (a fresh sauce prepared using curd and cut onions) and a few hot parathas (made out of wheat, with stuffings) baked with ghee.

She was too hungry, and without seeking permission from Ron, she sat in the chair opposite Ron, and started to serve food on both plates. She was about to eat her first bite.

"Stop!" Ron ordered her to come to stand next to him.

She rose at once, and her body trembled, fearing another punishment. As she came closer to Ron, he reached out and pinched both her nipples hard.

"Aaawhh... aawhh!" she erupted, with huge cries.

An unbearable pain went through her body. He did not loosen his grip. Both her breasts turned hot red, and tears started rolling down her chin.

"You have no right to sit in front of your master. Did you seek permission before eating?"

"Sorry, sir. Forgive me, sir. I haven't eaten since morning, and I'm too tired and hungry, sir! Please give me some food, sir. Please!"

"Beg! Beg! Beg more. You liar! You swallowed our cum, sucked our dicks, and licked our balls with such energy! You weren't looking tired then! You are lying. You deserve a punishment for this."

"No, sir, I swear. I haven't eaten anything since morning, sir. I need some food, sir."

Ignoring her pleas, Ron went to the living room to open the box left by Vir. He emptied the contents on the floor.

There were many dildos of different sizes, collar bands, butt plugs, cuffs, ropes, lubes, vibrators, some special oils, creams, few tablets, chains, mouth gag, and many more adorable fetish toys.

Looking at so many items, Payal started to shiver from within. She had never seen any of those items before in her life, and wasn't sure what was going to happen to her.

"Ain't these sexy? We can try all these in each of your holes. Do you want it, bitch?"

"No, sir. Please don't abuse me, sir."

"Who said it's an abuse, it's pleasure. Pure pleasure... haha... So coming to today's punishment. I will put these on you. If you pass the training, you will get your food... or else, you will stay hungry."

"At the end of the training, I'm sure you will be a sex slut whore, ready to serve your master anywhere, anytime... ha ha."

Ron picked an open-mouth gag made of pure leather with an O-ring at the centre, and two pairs of cuffs. He moved closer to her. Payal stood, frozen, and her spine felt the chill. Unable to bear the humiliation and fear inside her, she started to shed tears.

"Oh baby, no... no... don't cry! Did I hurt you? Come here, I will show you heaven today."

He took her wrists tightly in his hands, and fastened her hands in front of her with metal handcuffs. She made a small sound of surprise and opened her mouth to plead. He pushed his fingers into her mouth.

"Wider."

She felt something hard, inflexible, ring-shaped, forced into her mouth, holding it uncomfortably wide. He passed a strap behind her head, and buckled it very tightly. She tried to speak, to tell him to stop, but her words came out muffled and indistinct. She could not resist as her hands were cuffed.

Satisfied with his work, Ron ensured again that the gag fit properly. "What a whore you are now!" He took another pair of larger ankle cuffs, and locked her ankles together.

She was literally immobilised, and a wave of helplessness washed through her.

He then lifted her hands above his head and dropped it past his shoulders around his waist. Her handcuffed hands were then around his waist, giving her no way to escape. He then lifted her to the table and sat on the chair. Her hands came beneath his ass, he managed to keep them around his waist. As her legs were locked she had to lean to get her balance. Her milky-white boobs were then hanging loose in front of Ron's face. He sucked and bit her boobs hard.

"Aawwh... aawwh... nooo..noo..aawwh." muffled words came out from the tightly gagged mouth.

He then pushed her underneath the table.

"Kneel."

He sat in the chair right in front of her. Her face was right in front of his proud and erect cock.

"This," he said, "is called oral rape, baby!. You will have no choice but to take me in your mouth. The gag will help you to keep the mouth wide open-- it will force you to suck my cock. No matter how much you struggle, you will not be able to close your mouth as long as the ring is in it. Do you understand?

"If you turn your head or move away from me, your punishment intensity will increase further!"

Her eyes were wide open and tears rolled down. Fear roiled in her belly.

"Good," he said.

He guided his shaft easily into her mouth and asked her to please it with her tongue. His cock was too big and tasted bitter. He used both his hands to draw her head back and forth, until the head of his erection pressed hard at the back of her throat. The taste of his pre-cum, filled her mouth along with her drooling saliva.

The drools escaped her mouth and fell on her breasts.

She struggled wildly, helplessly, pushing against him with her bound hands. He gripped her head harder still, preventing her from backing away. She coughed and choked around him, and, still, he held her head tighter, forcing his way down her throat. A thin ribbon of drool leaked from the corner of her lips. She gagged and tried to pull free, but she could not escape as her hands were cuffed together around his waist. She had no way to escape the oral fuckfest.

He pulled her closer, dragging her forward onto his cock again, until she was gagging. Then, he loosened his grip, allowing her to draw away. He raped her mouth methodically, forcing her head down onto his shaft and then letting her draw back, over and over again, over and over again.

"That's good, little whore. Just like that. Your mouth feels so good!"

A small shiver ran through his body, and his cock stiffened further in her mouth. She knew that he was preparing to unload his cum in her throat, and tears flowed down her cheeks. He slowed his pace, prolonging it, keeping himself from coming. She struggled to pull her head away from him, but both his hands tightened their grip. The wild attempts to pull away only hurt her cuffed hands more. She could feel the pain around her wrists caused by the metal straps.

She wept harder and was anticipating the hot load in her mouth at any moment. He slowed his rhythm further. Hot tears streamed over her cheeks, as she gagged and choked. She could not see anything else, as he held her head tightly with both his hands.

He caressed her neck with his hand, as the entire cock had gone deeply into her throat. The bulge of his cock was quite visible on her neck. She gasped for air, but in vain.

A part of her wanted badly for him to come, to put an end to the relentless oral fucking. She felt abused, even as she choked and sobbed, her pussy was wet and her juices dripped down her thigh.

He ran his finger across her cunt. "Look, you are so wet and wanting me to come badly."

His rigid cock hit down her throat, silencing her soft cry. He eased up, and she tried to move away, just as he unleashed a gush of thick, warm cum deeply into her throat.

She struggled to swallow, but the ring in her mouth prevented her from spitting it out easily and his hand held her head firmly. She gagged and coughed in his firm hold.

Finally, when he was done, he pulled her out, lifted her hands above his shoulders and released her handcuffs around his waist. She scrambled backward and tried to release the gag and spit the cum out. The gag was firmly placed behind her head and could not be loosened.

A thick wad of white cum, along with huge loads of her saliva poured out of her mouth and landed wetly between her breasts. More drool spilled over her chin and ran down her neck. It flowed over her breasts and dripped from her nipples.

"I love using your mouth. I think you liked it, too. But we still aren't finished with this session, are we?" He untied her gag from behind, and it fell on the floor.

Payal quickly understood the question, took his cum-soaked dick into her mouth, licked it clean with her red-hot tongue.

"Wow! That's my whore! You have earned your food today, you cum loving whore!"

"Thank you, sir."

To be continued#

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