Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 7 - Sex Stories

Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 7

The next afternoon, Xena was taken to Cera’s quarters in the usual totally undignified fashion. She was quaking inwardly with dread and nausea was rising, for she knew well enough why she was there. She knelt before the tall, blonde-haired Cera who, at last, stood up and walked around her. “You seem to have displeased Lady Flavia,” she said. She was referring to the fact that Xena’s body carried the fading, multiple weals from the whalebone rod which still covered her. Buttocks, back, thighs, belly and breasts. “Yes, My Lady,” said Xena in a hoarse whisper. “Foolish of you.” Cera walked across the room. “l have got a whalebone rod like the one Lady Flavia uses.” She came back, flexing it, then lashed it hard across the tops of Xena’s buttocks. Xena uttered a yelping whinny and squirmed. “Hurts, doesn’t it?” “Y-Yesssss... M-My Lady...” “Let me tell you, at the outset, slave, that if you do not obey me I shall not have the slightest hesitation about thrashing you today in the same way that Lady Flavia did yesterday. It entirely depends on your behaviour. Am I making myself quite clear?” “Yes... My Lady...” whispered Xena weakly. She could not imagine how she would be able to endure the kind of thrashing she had had the day before. The only alternative was to MAKE herself obey. “Louder,” said Cera. “Yes... My Lady,” said Xena in a cracked voice. “You know why you are here, slave?” “Y-Yes, MY L-Lady...” “Why, tell me.” Cera looked down gloatingly at her shivering victim. It was ...

... a wonderful moment for her to have this woman at her mercy. mercy. She saw Xena gulp. “To... to be t-trained...” answered Xena. “To be trained at WHAT, slave? Don’t try my patience.” “To... to be trained... at... a-at... c-cock-sucking,” quavered Xena. She could scarcely believe she was saying such a thing. “That is correct. And when I have finished with you, you will be very good indeed at it. You will be much demanded.” Xena’s features twitched at this hideous statement. The whole thing was completely abhorrent to her. Sick-makingly revolting. But how could she escape this vile fate? She knew, of course, deep down, that there was no way. Her lips quivered uncontrollably. Several large tears ran down her soft cheeks. She watched as Cera walked across the room again, returning with a large, pale pink dildo which had a big mauve knob. At the other end, a large pair of balls was attached. “I am going to begin your training with this,” said Cera. “it will help to strengthen your jaw muscles, get you used to taking a lot of cock into your mouth, and increase your sucking powers. All important matters of technique. We will start with using it, kneeling as you are now.” Cera extended the dildo. “Take hold of it, open your mouth and put just the knob in.” Xena took hold of the hard rubber penis. It felt strangely... horribly... life-like. There was a certain resilience to it and she had the impression it was coated in a light sheen of oil. She opened her mouth. Then opened it wider, ...