10-17-2008, 05:06 PM
Tiff looked up at him with a sad little smile and said "I want what ever makes you happy master. Your all that matters." She lay her head down on his chest and asked "Would you like to fuck slut until she cries again? Would you like to make me want to die like last night? Im Ok with it if thats what you want master. Im just a little afraid Im might not....have any me left in me when I come out." A moist tear hit his chest. She was a slave to him now, truly a slave, but she was suffering inside. "Please hurt me master." She said to him. "Hit me, it makes you feel good." She said placing her head next to me. "Call me names, make me say things. I love you master, I want you to do what ever you want with me, even if it means pain for slut. Slut if ok with it, slut id happy to serve." Her soft warm body curled up next to him and Axel found himself at a cross roads. He could fuck her or help her. She was utterly broken now, he could break her worse or try to heal her damaged heart. If he healed her he may loose a sex slave, but he may also gain a lover.
