Pain Before Peace.

Pain Before Peace Chapter 4.

Sarah groaned as the bright sunlight hit her eyes. Nothing was covering her, not even so much as a sheet, the only thing even slightly preserving her modesty was the diaper around her waist. Slowly, she sat up, rubbing her eyes sleepily. "Where...am I?" She thought, half-dazed until it all came rushing back to her. The door hitting her, bonding with her keeper, the ride in the trunk, being diapered, and....what came after. Her face flushed as the memories of last night played back in her mind.

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"Don't worry pretty girl, that pesky heat won't bother you for much longer." Carol whispered, carring her pet into her bedroom.

"Hot, so hot." Sarah whined as Carol set her on the bed.

"Do you want me to fix it pretty girl?" Carol asked huskily, playing with one of her pet's rock hard nipples. "Tell me what you want."

"I...I want..."

"Tell me pet." Carol whispered into Sarah's ears. "Do you want me to...pleasure you?" She asked, biting her pet's earlobe gently. "Do you want it soft and gentle?" A light kiss to her pet's neck. "Or rough and hard?" She growled, pulling her pet's nipple roughly.

"Rough! Please!" Sarah moaned, bucking her hips.

"Awww, my pretty pet likes it rough, that's good." Carol growled. "I do too."
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Ten. That's how many times her keeper had brought her to an orgasm. Ten fucking times. "Well, shit." Sarah muttered as she let herself fall back onto the bed, wincing as it made her shoulder twinge painfully. Despite how sore she was, and damn was she sore, she felt...good. Actually, she felt amazing!

"How you feeling?" She heard her keeper ask as she felt arms encircle her waist and pull her into a warm embrace.

"Good...though my shoulder hurts." Sarah mumbled, hissing though her teeth as she felt another twinge of pain in her shoulder.

"Guess I bit you too hard, though you did say you wanted it rough." Carol teased, giving her pet's bruised neck a gentle kiss.

"Fuck you." Sarah muttered, blushing slightly. She'd always preferred rough sex, gentle just wasn't her thing.

"Awww, someone's embarrassed." Whispered her keeper. "Although..." Without warning, her voice turned cold and sharp, a warning to behave if there ever was one as her keeper tightened her hold on her. "...that doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that pet."

Sarah shivered at Carol's cold tone, a small whimper passing her lips. "I'm sorry Carol.' She mumbled.

"You are mine, pretty girl. My beautiful pet. Every inch of you is mine. Every tear, every smile, every sound you make, every drop of blood in your body. It all belongs to me." Carol whispered.

Sarah shivered as her mind began to feel...fuzzy. Like, somehow Carol had the keys to the deepest parts of her mind and knew exactly how to use them.

In the blink of an eye, Carol changed their positions, straddling her pet while pinning her wrists above her head. "And just in case you forgot little pet, my name does not leave those pretty lips of yours." Carol said, looking her pet in the eyes. "You will call me either Keeper or Mistress, is that understood?"

"Y-yes..." Sarah mumbled, her eyes glazing over at her keeper's command.

"Yes what pet?"

"Yes...K-Keeper." Sarah's voice came out breathy, as the final door to her mind clicked open, her vision going white from the sheer strength of her keeper's voice.