Hailey and the Geek Ch 5 - 8

CHAPTER 5.

It seemed to Hailey that she had just fallen asleep when the cage door clanged open and Nick's cheerful voice said, "Wakey, wakey slavey. You have a busy day today."1

A groggy Hailey was pulled out of the cage and taken to the bathroom. After a much needed pee and a humiliating enema, Hailey was in the shower - a cold, cold shower, followed by a brisk teeth and hair brushing. Then, outfitted with a gag and running shoes, Nick took her to her first activity. Waiting for Hailey was a treadmill. Nick strapped her on to it in such a way that she had to keep running, and could not rest until the treadmill was turned off. "Slaves and cheerleaders need their exercise, Blondie," said Nick as he adjusted the controls. He eyed her lush boobs – they would need some support. So he came back with coils of rope, and soon Hailey had a perfect little rope bra. Nick could not resist her nipples, so he spent some time kissing and licking them into hard little nubs. This, of course, aroused Hailey's pussy which pouted and glistened at Nick. With a grin, he stroked her until she thought she was going to cum. "Just a little fun Blondie," said Nick and stopped at a very crucial time. Hailey moaned as the treadmill started up, the speed set to a modest jog. Nick left the room, only to return at intervals to give her water. So for the rest of the morning, Hailey jogged...and jogged...and jogged.2

Just when she thought she was going to collapse with exhaustion, Nick came back. He gave her some more water and then led her to a bowl on the floor, filled with an unappetising looking gray goop. "Your only meal for the day, Blondie. If you don't eat this, you can wait until tomorrow and eat the same thing. Believe me, it will taste worse tomorrow." Hailey wanted to throw up, but her stomach was complaining loud and long, so she licked up the tasteless goop. Then she was locked in a tiny little birdcage – "rest Blondie, you need your strength."3

Hailey was eventually removed from her cramped position and taken to a bench press. Nick strapped her down, except for her hands which were strapped to the weight bar. He attached sensors to her tits and thighs. "Start lifting Blondie," he commanded. Hailey stayed still, only to find sharp shocks go through her body. As the intensity grew, Hailey hurriedly began to lift and lower the weights. Nick smiled with satisfaction. "Just a little encouragement in case you decide to rest too often, Blondie." Once again, Hailey found herself exercising willy-nilly for what seemed like hours. Everytime she rested with exhaustion, the shocks searing through her body got her back on track again. Then it was back to the cage.4

A short while and a toilet break later, Nick strapped Hailey down onto a heavy office chair. The chair had a computer chip attached to it, and at a typed command, it began to spin and move in a zig zag pattern around the room, making Hailey dizzy and disoriented. Nick varied the speed of the spinning and the travel, leaving her in the chair for almost an hour. When he finally stopped, Hailey looked like she was ready to collapse. But she had one more ordeal coming to her. Nick strung her up to the ceiling and then showed her the cat. "It has nine tails, Blondie. It really makes a Master's work easy. One stroke and it hits so many soft body parts. Watch." And as Hailey "watched" and screamed, the cat tormented her body over and over again. Once again, Nick did not hit very hard, but for novice slave Hailey, the pain was unbearable. 5

As she sobbed hopelessly in her bonds, Hailey was taken back to her bedtime cage and strapped in. But tonight was different. A harsh, hot light blazed away straight into her face. Loud, metallic music boomed through the cell. And even if Hailey could sleep through this din, just a slight relaxation of her body brought her into contact with the bars of the cage, and a painful shock. All night, Hailey stayed awake, hurting, and exhausted. Towards dawn, Nick took pity on her and switched off her stimuli. Barely aware of the cessation Hailey sank into blessed slumber. Pain, confusion, sleep deprivation and fatigue – Nick was going through the classic steps of breaking in a slave. Though his logical mind told him that he had to go according to the training plan, Nick felt his heart clench at the sight of the woeful little figure slumped against the bars of the cage. Could he go through with this? And more important, now that he had turned to these illegal activities, could he let her go without compromising his safety? Nick had much planning to do....6

CHAPTER 6.7

Nick was back at the cage early next morning. Hailey was sleeping peacefully, at least as peacefully as she could within the restrictive bonds. Nick ruthlessly shook her awake. Looking into her dazed, groggy eyes, he said, "Do you really want another day like yesterday, Blondie? Because I can keep this up for a long time, you know." 8

Hailey dumbly shook her head. "Then will you follow orders and learn your new duties without protests or struggles?" At this point, Hailey would have promised anything, and Nick knew that, so he was unsurprised when she nodded her head in response. "OK, I will give you a chance, but if you blow it, yesterday will be like a fun day compared to what will happen to you." 9

A clichιd threat, but seemed to work – Hailey nodded vigorously and eagerly. "Good girl. Now, if you continue to co-operate, the year will go by very fast. See, there are only 364 days left!" 10

Hailey looked horrified again – that long??? But she had no time to think as her second day got started. 11

Hailey's second day was very different from her first, but just as challenging. Nick first dressed her in a "maid" costume. It consisted of a lace cap on her neatly braided hair, a lace collar, cuffs, and a lacy apron attached to a thick leather belt around her trim waist. Her long legs were attired in lacy black stockings with a garter belt that framed her bare pussy and arse, and the requisite 3" heels. A length of rope wound her breasts tightly together, and these of course distracted Nick. 12

He had to kiss and fondle the nipples, and both Hailey and Nick discovered that her nipples were very, very sensitive sending major signals straight to her clit and pussy. Nick began to stroke her pussy, but happened to glance up into Hailey's blue eyes. Mixed in with the arousal was a look of derision –to be honest Hailey, was thinking that all guys seemed to have a thing for French Maid outfits, and Nick was no different. Sighing, Nick stepped away and came back with a crop. 13

"Attitude adjustment, Blondie," and the crop swatted her bound, sensitive tits, her stomach, arse and thighs. This time Nick hit hard, leaving livid welts on her already marked body. By the time he finished, Hailey was in copious tears again.14

Satisfied, Nick came back to complete her outfit. Her hands were chained to the belt around her waist, limiting their movement. A large gag was forced into her protesting mouth and strapped under her chin and around her head. Three clamps clung lovingly to her nipples and clit. And finally, Nick picked up two feather dusters – one for the special slot in her gag, and the other tucked firmly between her closely bound tits.15

"OK, Blondie, time to get to work. I don't let my maid service come into this study, so it is really dusty. Start dusting the books and the bookshelves. That should keep you busy."16

Mortified at the picture she must make, Hailey just stood there shaking her head. Nick pressed a little button on the remote he held. Immediately pain shot through Hailey's clit. 17

"Blondie, Blondie, when are you going to learn? I expect instant obedience, I have told you that." 18

A few more touches of the remote, flashes of pain through her nipples and clit had Hailey turning around as fast as she could, using the duster in her mouth to begin working. For a while, she ignored the duster in her tits until sharp zaps to her nipples and a quiet command forced her to humiliatingly move her tits to clean. So Hailey spent the day dusting, except when Nick asked her to serve him drinks or to fetch and carry. 19

Each time Hailey brought something to him, she had to kneel in front of him and offer the object with her head bent low. Her clit clamp painfully reminded her if she failed to do so. Grimly, she toiled through her chore, reminding herself that a year would eventually end. But as a reward for her (sort of) good behavior, lunch was not tasteless goop, but a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Granted, it was cut into pieces and served in her usual bowl, but never had a PB&J tasted so good!20

After dinner, (to Hailey's disappointment, it was mush again, but it seemed to have some taste and flavour to it) Nick led her to the living room, sat on the couch and had her kneel in front of him. 21

"Let's see how good your cock-sucking skills are, Hailey." 22

He began to unzip his pants, and Hailey stared fascinated as he pulled out his cock. Hailey had never really seen one this close. In fact, Hailey's experience with men was pretty limited. Her cheerleader training and practices and games had kept her really busy, and the couple of times she had been intimate, the guys had been so turned on by her lush body that "slam, wham..." had taken on new meaning for speed. 23

The only time Hailey had really had an orgasm was when a friend had given her a vibrator on her twenty first birthday and Hailey had been drunk enough to try it. Nick, had he known the extent of Hailey's inexperience, would have been shocked! (In fact, as he took her through her training, he did realise it, and thought that this was probably the reason for her underlying vulnerability).24

But at this point, Hailey was actually curious enough to examine Nick's cock up close. She explored his rock hard cock with her hands and cupped his balls, accidentally squeezing them hard enough to cause Nick to wince. On command, she tentatively took it into her mouth and then did not know what exactly she was supposed to do. Nick guided her along, teaching her to lick and suck, but she was really bad at it, and if Nick hadn't been quite so turned on by her antics all day, he would have taken forever to cum.25

That night, Nick carried her down to the utilitarian bathroom that had seen her suffer through cold showers. As he lowered her down to the filled bathtub, Hailey tensed with fear, but the water was warm and fragrant. Initially flinching as the warm water touched her sore welts, Hailey began to relax. Vague thoughts of escape entered her tired brain – for the first time she was not bound in any way. Even before she could struggle upright, Nick was beside her, gently soaping and cleansing her body. 26

Hailey sank back again, enjoying the attention and the lack of pain. After drying her with a soft towel, Nick led her back to her room, where another surprise awaited her. The cage was still there, but so was a cot. At his orders, Hailey lay down on the cot, on her stomach. Then Nick began to massage her stiff shoulders, back, welted arse and thighs until Hailey felt utterly boneless. He turned her over, and repeated the process on her breasts, stomach and thighs. His touch was wholly sexless, meant to soothe and comfort. When he was done, he spread her arms and legs and attached them to the cot with cuffs. Hailey could move a little, but not much. 27

Nick took her face in his hands and looked into her eyes. "Being a slave is not all pain and punishment, Blondie. If you please your master, he will take good care of you." 28

He kissed her on the forehead. "Don't entertain thoughts of escaping, Blondie. We are miles from nowhere, the house is locked and secured, and there are cameras in every room. Besides, punishments for escaped slaves, as history should tell you, can be harrowing. 29

Remember, you will be done here in," he stopped and grinned, "three hundred and sixty three days. Don't do anything stupid and make your stay harder than it needs to be."30

Hailey glared at him, but was wise enough not to reply. She would have her revenge, she vowed, even if she had to wait a year. And if an opportunity for escape presented itself before then, well then, Hailey's mama didn't raise no fool.31

CHAPTER 7.

The rest of Hailey's week was similar to her second day, except for changes in costume. She wore a Playboy Bunny outfit, or leather corsets or short little cheerleader outfits, and carried out her dusting and serving duties. As long as she obeyed him, she got her reward in the night, when he would give her a nice warm, scented bath, massage her tired body, and tuck her into her little cot with a pillow and a soft blanket, and kiss her gently goodnight. His punishments were swift - any defiance or even hesitation found her tied to a couch, face down or face up, and on the receiving end of a nasty crop. Those nights, it was back to cold showers and cramped cages. 32

Usually, in the evenings, she found herself kneeling in front on Nick, with his cock in her mouth, practicing on her sucking and deep throating skills. She found that Nick had tremendous self control, and could make her suck for a long time, until her jaws ached before he finally came in her mouth. And then she was given a bonus or paid the penalty based on her performance and her swallowing ability. 33

The penalty was a good paddling on her rounded arse, and a couple of hours on a rough mat before bedtime. The bonus was sweet - he would tie her down to her little cot, arms and legs spread wide open. Then, slowly with his hands he would stroke her tits, stomach and thighs until her nipples stood hard and swollen. He would take a throbbing bud into his mouth and suck hard, while his other hand rolled and pinched at the twin bud. His teeth would bite down hard and Hailey would moan loudly with pleasure. The other nipple got the same treatment, while her pussy grew wet and her clit hard as a rock. By this time, Hailey would be lifting her hips pleadingly, wanting more. 34

Nick's mouth would finally move down and lick into her belly button while his hands continued to play with her nipples. Finally when she thought that she was going out of her mind, he would gently part her labia and blow on her wet, swollen flesh. Hailey would be pleading incoherently as his fingers rubbed her throbbing clit and slid gently into her wet vagina. Then he would gently fuck her with his fingers as his hot mouth sucked and licked and bit on her clit. The orgasm would rush through Hailey, making her squeal and scream. If she had been a really good girl, Nick would relentlessly eat her pussy until she came at least twice more. The routine varied slightly each day, but by the time he left her to sleep, she would feel boneless and thoroughly sated.35

In spite of these pleasures, Hailey had not given up her thoughts of escape. But she was always bound and gagged, and moreover, Nick never seemed to leave her side. And her mind was constantly confused with the fact that she actually looked forward to her nightly baths and 'rewards.' Surprisingly enough, the one time she had him in her "power" and vulnerable in her mouth, the thought of biting him – hard – never even occurred to her.36

Nick, on the other hand, was quite enjoying his new slave, and was constantly thinking of new ways to train her. Her sucking skills were improving, but he thought that she could learn new and varied techniques. 37

So he sat her in a heavy wooden chair in front of the computer and tied her legs wide apart to the legs of the chair. A small butterfly vibrator attached to her clit and nipples kept her stimulated. Then he told her to Google her way through cock sucking techniques, looking in images and videos as well. Hailey was faintly scandalised at the thought of searching for such "dirty" words. And amazed at the wealth of information that was available. She blushed at some of the explicit content available online and could barely read her way through the documents, let alone watch the images and videos.38

Nick, who was working on his own computer was entranced at her blushes and wiggles as Hailey lost herself in her new world. He was also amused at the determined look on her face as she tried to learn new techniques. He knew that his power and control annoyed and frustrated her, and that she was looking for some way to get the upper hand. And she could too, very easily, if she set her mind to it, he thought ruefully. That evening, Hailey practiced some of her newfound skills on Nick. Nick, who had planned on cumming sooner than usual just to encourage her, found it only too easy to do so. Hailey was an adept student and a quick learner! 39

So far, Nick had used only Hailey's mouth. Though he had stroked, licked and sucked Hailey's pussy and arse, he had not fucked her as yet. He wanted to introduce her to the joys of bondage and pain before he did that. But he wanted to make sure that she knew how to use her pussy and arse to pleasure him. So Hailey's next challenge was a row of bottles of differing sizes all lined up, waiting for her. Her task was to pick up the bottles with her pussy and carry them over to the other side of the room. 40

Hailey stared at Nick as if he had lost his mind. And found her arse painfully dotted with powerful steel clothes pins. Nick sat back in his chair with a whip in his hand. "The pins will come off as you move the bottles, Blondie." Wincing with pain, she approached the the first bottle with trepidation. It was a beer bottle, empty of course. Nick leaned back comfortably to enjoy the show as Hailey squatted over the bottle and tried to get it into her pussy. Her hands were tied behind her, so her task was quite difficult. Finally, she picked it up and squeezing her pussy muscles, waddled across to the other side and dropped it in the waiting crate. Immediately the whip snaked out and snapped a pin off Hailey's arse. 41

Next was a bigger wine bottle with a longer neck, but it still had some wine in it and was heavier. Hailey managed to pick it up, but dropped it halfway across the room. The bottle did not break, but wine spilled on the floor. She looked up in fear, but Nick merely ordered her to lick it up and continue. The wine in Hailey's by now empty stomach served to make her tipsy and giggly as she continued with the pussy workout. Even the whip targeting her arse just made her squeal and wiggle. 42

By the time she had gotten to the end of the row, her flushed face concentrating on her task, her pussy was wet and slippery with her arousal as well. It took all of Nick's will power not to throw the smiling Hailey down on the floor and burying himself in her. Instead, he savagely fucked her mouth, finishing deep inside her throat. As for Hailey, she got her little bonus later that night. But as she thought about her day, she found that it was Nick's pleasure at her antics that gave the greatest satisfaction. This surprised her – pleasing Nick was NOT high on her list, in fact just the opposite!43

Anal training came next, and as usual, Hailey was not happy. She was bent over the couch, arse high in the air, while Nick inserted a lubed butt plug up her arse. Hailey was tight, really tight and it hurt, so she pleaded with him to stop. "It is the smallest butt plug, Blondie. You should be easily able to take it in. Just relax and it will not hurt so much!" 44

"Easy for you to say. What do you know about it? Let's see how relaxed you are when someone is stuffing a pumpkin up your arse" 45

"Well, I did find relaxing made it a lot easier, so if you will follow my advice..." 46

Hailey turned to look at him in astonishment. She forgot to tense up and the butt plug slid in easily. Nick pulled her up and sat her down on the couch. As she gingerly balanced herself on her plugged butt, Hailey looked questioningly at Nick, hoping for answers. 47

"I didn't just get into this lifestyle blindly, Hailey. I have a mentor who trained me." 48

"You need training to whip somebody and order them around????" thought Hailey sarcastically, but didn't dare say the words. Nick chuckled as her thoughts showed clearly on her face. He bent forward to kiss her softly on her lips. "Good girl, Blondie. One day, I'll let you vent all those thoughts, I promise. Anyhow, to continue, as a part of my training, I had to be a submissive so that I could get a taste of what my slaves go through when they completely give up control. Besides, using all these whips and crops requires practice" 49

This time, Hailey couldn't stop herself. "Are you kidding me? How difficult can THAT be?!" Nick hesitated, made a quick decision and pulled her to her feet. "Let's see about that, shall we?" He placed a bolster on the couch and handed Hailey his riding crop. "Try and hit that bolster." As Hailey hesitated, he added, "Pretend it's me!"50

Hailey glared at him, but lifted the crop and swung. To her surprise, the crop seemed to have a mind of its own. Inside of a satisfying, sharp thwack that Nick always seemed to achieve, it made a soft 'fump' on the bolster. She tried again, harder, and this time swung wildly and completely missed the bolster. The third attempt was no better. She scowled again at Nick, terribly tempted to use the crop on him. Nick raised an eyebrow, and Hailey sighed as she gave the crop back to him.51

"Poor Blondie – don't worry, one day maybe I'll let you whip me." 52

"Promises, promises..." But Hailey was relieved when Nick pulled her into his arms and kissed her. What started out as a gentle little kiss grew deeper and more passionate until Hailey forgot the plug up her arse, the fact that she was naked and virtually a prisoner, and threw herself into the kiss. 53

Hailey was having second, third, fourth and fifth thoughts about Nick. As for Nick, he was having second thoughts as well. Hailey appealed to him far more than he had expected. He was seeing her in his life long after the year was past, and for a master who had never had a slave for more than a year, this made him very, very nervous. But the more pressing issue was that Hailey seemed to be taking her slavery really well – too well, perhaps??
CHAPTER 8.

Things were going well in their little world, and Nick had very little reason to punish Hailey for the next few days. She dusted and cleaned, not complaining at her costumes, researched the Internet for other sexual techniques, and worked harder on her deep throating skills. A couple of times, Nick left her unsupervised, though bound, and this gave Hailey an idea. 54

So the next time she was alone, on the computer, she tried to access her email with a vague idea of letting people know that she was the prisoner of a madman. But even as she typed in her password, she knew that she had made a terrible mistake because Nick was right behind her. He was furious, but his anger was not hot and loud – it was a cold, controlled anger that was all the more effective.55

"That will be punished, Hailey." His voice was quiet, but all the more frightening because of the lack of intonation, as was his use of her name. 56

The punishment was agony. Hailey was strapped down to a bench with her hands and ankles tied to a bar on top of the bench. Any apology she might have made was stifled by a bit gag in her mouth. Nick produced an electric prod and set it at its lowest power. But it still hurt unbearably, since he used it on her tenderest body parts – her nipples, clit, just outside her pussy, her navel and even between her rounded arse cheeks. After the first round and Hailey was shaking and sweating, he stopped. 57

"Obedience, slave. You keep forgetting that basic concept. And each time you forget, the relearning process will only get more painful." 58

He continued on another round – the unbelievable pain made Hailey black out for the first time during her punishments.59

Nick watched her slumped body with real regret. He did not enjoy giving pain where the pleasure was not mutual, and with Hailey, the punishments seemed even harder. Resolutely shutting out the image of her pleading blue eyes, he bundled her up in thick canvas and took her to her next punishment. 60

Hailey woke up to find herself chained by the neck in what seemed to be a little kennel. Her knees were separated by a spreader bar and her wrists were connected to her knees, making it impossible for her to stand. An uncomfortable fullness in her butt showed her a tail sticking out between her arsecheeks. Cautiously, she poked her head out of the opening in the kennel and saw blue skies. She crawled out to explore, and was immediately greeted with a flash of burning pain on her arse. 61

"Did I give you permission to come out, bitch?" a strange voice roared at her. 62

She looked up to find a huge man with a fierce, bearded face glaring at her. He brought his whip down four more times on her arse, kicked her over and punished her tits and finally her pussy. 63

"Crawl back in, bitch. I will let you know when to come out." 64

Terrified, Hailey crawled back in, her breath coming in great gasps. Had Nick become tired of her disobedience and given her to someone else? 65

Inside the house, Nick was watching his cowering slave on the monitor as the bearded man came back in. His face was grim and he had to exert all his will power to stop himself from running to Hailey and picking her up and comforting her. 66

"Are you sure you want to continue?" The quiet question made him turn around.67

"Yes, Matt. You know that as long as she is trying to escape, she will never really give it a try. I thought the year's limit would give her enough hope to keep her going, but apparently it's not enough. And I really want her to try......"68

A new voice joined the conversation. A petite, naked redhead who was kneeling at the feet of the giant spoke up for the first time. "Are you doing this because, if you don't, she can escape and then you'll be in serious legal trouble?"69

Nick smiled down at her. "No, honey. I've set it up so that everyone thinks that she was in Aruba for a while to celebrate her graduation. It will be hard for people to believe a crazy story of being abducted by a computer geek, especially after we have been seen dating quite amicably."70

"Then I guess you really want her to be your slave. Oooh, the great Nick has finally found IT!"71

Matt chuckled, picked up his little slave and kissed her. "That's my Suzanne – total romantic."72

"That's the trouble with you married guys," said Nick and then turned back to contemplate his own little slave. Matt reluctantly set Suzanne down, and started back to the kennel. 73

"Are you sure you want to watch?" 74

The answer was grim and resigned. "I couldn't live with myself otherwise."75

Poor Hailey's day went from worse to hellish. The giant dragged her out of the cage and made her crawl around the little garden on all fours over and over again, whipping her when she slowed down in exhaustion. Then he threw a ball, and Hailey had to run and bring it back for what seemed like a million times. Exhausted, thirsty and hungry, she drank water from a bowl and ate what looked like canned dog food. The worst humiliation came when he made her pee in the corner of the garden, whipping her mercilessly until she peed in sheer pain and terror. She was given a final drink of water that tasted bitter, and was shoved back into her kennel. As Hailey blacked out again, she wondered if she could survive this new torture.