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long as you like.” It was a kindness that was also a cruelty, for the longer she
     took riding his cock with the punisher firmly placed in her rump, the sorer she would
     be, after, but the point of the game was to show Rose that her masters commanded her
     pleasure, and that she could not deny it; only they could do that, and that part would
     be coming up very soon.
    Rose obeyed him, and began really to ride, with cute little up-and-down motions that
     brought her sweet cunt less than an inch up his cock. It was of course not enough
     friction to get Leo even particularly close to an orgasm of his own, but he had plenty
     of time to enjoy her his way, later, and he contented himself with twisting the punisher
     in her bottom a bit from time to time, to make her whimper and then, eventually, scream.
    Rose’s training master at the Institute would teach her to ride a cock for its owner’s
     pleasure; Leo just enjoyed holding her slim hips and helping her bounce while he murmured
     things like, “There you go, baby. There you go. I like to see you ride.”
    Her first orgasm seemed to catch her completely by surprise: at the end of a downward
     bounce she gave a strangled cry, and Leo watched her back arch in a way he knew only
     very gifted feigners could do at will. When he saw it begin to happen, he took the
     end of the punisher between his thumb and the knuckle of his forefinger, and shook
     it quickly and rhythmically. As often happened with the girls Leo broke, that extended
     and transformed Rose’s orgasm, until she was panting, desperate to resist the feeling
     that her body craved so strongly. “No, no, no, no…” she whispered as the climax faded
     from her body.
    “Yes, Rose,” Leo growled. “There you go… that’s one. Good girl.”
    “I can’t,” she wailed. “I’m not… I can’t…”
    “You are, Rose,” Leo said. “Your ex-husband’s cock never made you come more than once,
     but that doesn’t mean your lovely little body can’t be awakened by concubine training.”
    Leo thought about what Rose’s first orgasm with a trainer’s cock inside her would
     look like for the camera and exulted.

Chapter Seven
     
     
    Rose looked into the tiny camera on the man’s—Master Leo’s—phone, and into the mirror
     beyond it, and saw herself both as a reflected image and as the subject of the video
     being shot of her… being taken of her… for her new owner.
    Her mind recoiled at the word, but Rose’s mind was not in control of Rose, at that
     moment, in the slightest degree, for Rose was riding the cock of a man she had met
     (truly you couldn’t even call it ‘met’) two hours before. Master Leo, the trainer
     who would give her to another trainer, who would turn Rose over to her new owner…
     once Rose was a trained concubine.
    She had come… she had come on Master Leo’s cock, with the horrible thing in her bottom,
     and the climax had been even bigger than the one Master Leo had forced her to in the
     living room.
    Now, though her mind kept saying, “Stop,” and “No,” she was echoing his word, “Yes,”
     as if she were a girl in the porn videos she bought and then deleted the very same
     night as soon as she had the one little orgasm she was used to.
    “Yes,” she moaned. She tried to stop bouncing, then; tried to get off Master Leo’s
     enormous cock, but he gave her a little spank that moved the punisher inside her backside
     painfully, and said, “Don’t even think about it, Rose. Do you want the cane again?”
    He gripped her hips even tighter, and encouraged her to bounce again, too, and the
     feeling in her pussy started to build even after the huge climax she had already had.
    “No, sir… no, sir…” Rose’s voice had departed from her conscious control; her body
     seemed to be answering Master Leo. Yes, another orgasm; no, sir, please, not the cane
     again.
    Rose was so full of cock, and the rubber thing; so full, and she had to come again,
     and then