Chapter 2
Demi's POV:
My 'Master' got off me and scanned my body. "What's your name?" He asked. I sat up and hugged my knees, resting my chin on them. "Demi", I mumbled incoherently. "What slut? Speak up!" He demanded.I could feel my eyes watering. I wasn't a slut, I've never had sex, so how can I be one? "D-D-Demi.." I paused, "Master", I heard him snicker. "Seems like you know who your Master is, we'll get along swimmingly, and I won't have to teach you a lesson like all the other sluts, I've had", I looked up at him. "But of course virgins do what you tell them", he ran his finger over my cheek. I wanted to move but I couldn't. I was his slut. And that was all I am, I have to do what he says, and I have to put up with what he does to me. "Oh and ONLY when we are in public you can call me Justin, but ONLY in public, get that whore?" He asked. Whore..that was new. I nodded. "What?" He boomed. "Y-Y-Yes, M-Master", I stuttered. "Good", he took off his top and jeans, leaving him in his boxers. "Stand up", he commanded. I hesitantly got up and stood in front of him with my head hanging. "Head up, slut", I breathed in and looked up. He pulled my dress off me, leaving me in my panties and bra. "I'm feeling horny", he said laying on the bed, "suck me", I looked at him shocked and looked down again. "I don't k-k-know how to", I replied. He grabbed my hand and pulled me so I was above him. "Don't worry, that's why I'm here, I'm teaching you things that you will be a pro at, by the end of the Month", he smirked sticking some of my hair behind my ear, I looked at him. "Master..w-what happens if I dont?" I asked quietly. He made me wrap his legs around his body and his arms around his neck. He got off the bed and walked out of his room to another room. It had letters saying, 'Punish Chamber' in clear white letters. "Unless you do what I say, then you you won't have to ever visit this place", I nodded. "O-O-OK, Master", he walked back to his room, and we went back to the same position "Start by rubbing me", he said in my ear. I shakingly reached and rubbed him through his boxers, I heard a grunt come out of his lips. I shakingly reached and rubbed him through his boxers, I heard a grunt come out of his lips. I could feel him getting hard too. He sat up and started kissing my neck. He grabbed my hands and pulled them away, pushed me off and pulled his boxers down, my eyes widened. I have never seen a guys private place before. He smirked. "Isn't it big?" He asked. He sat back on the bed and grabbed my hands again. He wrapped them around his member. He moaned at the touch of my cold hands. "Demsss", he whispered. I shivered, my dad always called me that, it sounded so foreign coming from him and it made me feel uncomfortable. He guided my hands smoothly, "just like that", he said to me, "can you do that?" He asked. I nodded. I wanted to vomit right now. He let go of my hands and held my hips. I slowly worked my hands up and down his dick. I started building up momentum. "Suck me!" He moaned. I sat still. "Are you dumb slut?" he asked. I looked at him and hanged my head in defeat. I can't restrain from not doing what I'm told, whatever that was in that room he showed didn't sound good. I bent down and closed my eyes as my tongue came in contact with the head of his member. He moaned but this time louder. With no warning what so ever he grabbed my head and forced me down. He was basically fucking my head. Worst day of my life. Once he was finished with me I had tears rolling down my cheeks, I couldn't breathe properly, as if he would care. "When I wake up tomorrow, I want my breakfast to be made slave", he said. After he finished abusing my mouth with his private. "Yes, Master", I said wiping my tears. He turned over and went to sleep, while I layed there, quietly sobbing.