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The girl under the bed.    (BDSM erotic short piece.)

 
She lay there boxed in her wooden coffin beneathe the matress of their bed, perfectly hidden from existence. She couldn't remember a time before taking residency in this box. Everything was dark, it had become her purpose. Separated from her humanity, disassociated from her self, naked, bound and gagged in fetal position, she had accepted her life as play thing, an object. Content with her purpose of being of use. She was safe here in her box, nocturnal, sheltered from the stress of responsibility. It was nice not having to decide anything, it was nice to be neatly tucked away in this wooden coffin, away from the ugly world she had left behind.  The life once known to her, had long faded now.


She hadn't been called by her name in such a long time, the woman she might have become, the girl she use to be long faded into the black, into the vortex of her home, this tight narrow coffin of wood. Now simply known as slave, a face with no name, a face with no face at all, just a hood covering her head, so no one had to know there was a face to this slave, this object. Well adjusted to her existence, she had grown to like it here, she had grown to love it really. She had everything she needed, eventually and deep in her soul somewhere, she knew she was loved.

In her slumber she dreamt of a blue sky, a yellow sun, an ocean, all the beauties of the world that were now a mystery to her, but she slept so soundly here, alone in her wooden coffin under their mattress, neatly tucked away within their bed. She felt the presence of her captor's, her Mistress and her Master, knowing they were near was enough for her, knowing she wasn't really alone, confident that any moment now, they would find use for her again.


Somewhere in the midst of dreams between the fiery sun,the memory of a blue sky, and the depth of the ocean was a longing to be punished. Even in her sleep she yearned to be taken from beneath the bed and to take delightful suffering in their hour of need. She longed to be beaten again, she wanted them to do all the nasty things they enjoyed doing to her, she took great satisfaction in being a personal masochist, and rape doll for their enjoyment. The behavior modification had done her well, throughout the process of her transformation from woman to slave to object named slave.

She woke abruptly to the shuffling above her, the sounds of the  shifting of the mattress and the dispositioning of the boards. She felt the excitement come over her she knew they were coming for her, she knew they would put her to use and this made her nostalgic. She had missed their contact, she had missed their touch. Blinded by the leather hood she could see nothing but she felt a pair of hands sliding under her body lifting her out of the box, she felt relieved, perhaps since she had been good and not protested the box this time she would be allowed to stretch her arms and legs a bit.


She hoped, for she had been bound for quite some time.  She felt her naked body against his arms and body as he cradled her like a baby and carried her a few feet to lay her on a mat on the floor.  She wanted to smile, she wanted to thank Master for letting her out, but there would be no response or smiles to be heard or seen from under the hood, or behind the gag. She was still shackled and chained in the same fetal position she had rested in her coffin. She was hoping so much that either Master or Mistress would find it in their heart to unchain her, if only just for a little while.

She heard their foot steps and felt them standing over her, but no one spoke a word. She lay on the floor waiting listening to them shuffle around her and prepare for whatever would come. Her heart raced as fast as her thoughts and she feared with excitement what would come next. She really had no idea what they would do. Master and Mistress were unpredictable, and she enjoyed it.  The woman kneeled down to her and lift the hood from her face looking into her eyes and smiling at her. The gagged girl let out a cheerful grunt over the ball in her mouth, but could not smile or speak, but the glow in her eyes, smiled for her. It was apparent she was delighted to see her Mistress and her Master's faces once again. How she had missed them so.

"Have you been a good girl?" The woman asked slave. The girl nodded yes. "Good girls get rewarded." She replied and began to uncuff her wrists from behind her. "How nice it will be to move" she thought to herself. She stretched her arms a bit and felt the aching cracking of her stiffened bones. It had been a few days since she was allowed to stretch so it truly was a treat for her.  Now the woman unchained her ankles and she finally could rotate her arms and legs. She was grateful. How badly she wanted to thank her but she could not speak. But she could see the gratitude in the girl's eyes.


The woman offered her hand to her. "Up" she announced. Slave took her hand as she pulled her up to her feet. Master had put the bed back in place and stood by it looking over to her with a blank expression on his face. "You will go get cleaned up now" he directed her pointing toward the door way to the bath room. The girl nodded and started to the walk in shower. Mistress removed the gag from her mouth, but she remained silent. Over the time she had spent with them she had learned not to speak unless spoken to. "Be out in fifteen minutes"  The woman directed , as slave stepped into the walk in shower.

She turned the water on and stood under it for a moment letting it flow over her face. It had been so hot in her coffin it felt good beneath the cold stream. "It must not waste time." She thought to herself  as she fumbled for her shampoo to quickly wash her hair, trying to move quickly knowing she only had fifteen minutes to wash down, shave and make herself presentable to their liking. "It won't be good, if it's late" her thoughts raced as she soaped herself down with a cloth trying to quickly wash herself. "It doesn't have much time left" the thoughts continued to race. She quickly went for the razor, shaving her under arms, legs and last her naughty parts.


"It's almost out of time" she panicked, hurrying to rinse and get out on time and as she turned off the water and stepped out of the shower, she glanced at the clock on the wall. With less than a minute to spare she had made it. She hurried to dry herself loosely with a towel and stepped back into their bed room where they sat on the bed waiting for her. "Good slave" the man told her. "Now come." He followed. She got on her hands and knees and crawled to him the way he liked. Slowly making her way towards them crawling gracefully like a feline creature.
She stopped at his feet and looked up to him yearning for him to take her. He inspected her naked body. The woman also inspected her, they looked to each other in approval.

They both stood up side by side. The woman unzipped the man's pants, and looked downto the girl. "Get him ready for me slave". She reached up eagerly to stroke his cock with her hands for a moment. He let out a subtle groan " Put your mouth on it" he commanded. So she took him in her mouth licking up and down the shaft with her tongue as his cock swelled up and grew in her mouth stretching down her throat. "Take it all" the woman said as she pushed the girls head farther into her husband's cock forcing her to take it all, pulling on her hair tightening it around her wrist to prevent her from pulling away as she gagged on it and struggled to hold it down.


He placed his hands a long both sides of her face, holding her head in place as he proceeded to fuck her mouth. Several minutes passed and suddenly he pushed her mouth away. The woman still gripping her hair tightly pulled her to her feet by her head and pushed down onto her stomach bent over the side of the bed she spread her legs wide exposing her excited flower and it's wetness. She gave her pussy several hard slaps with her hand and the girl moaned loudly. "Quiet slave!" She ordered slapping her harder a few more times.


Slave bit her lip and took the swatting silently. After an intense pussy whipping commenced by the woman's hand. Master had been watching anxiously, he finally decided to mount her. She backed up on him as he made his entrance. She let out a scream as he lifted her up to a standing position startling her. "I said Quiet slave!" The woman slapped her breasts with a belt from the edge of the bed. Watching her boobs bounce in front of her as he fucked her violently like an animal, she continued to beat her with the belt , smiling deviously as she watched the show. Slave howled in pain through the ecstacy from his beastly embrace and her continuous swinging of the leather strap to her breasts. She stared off into a blissful daze taking her punishment with her pleasure until he finally released himself inside of her.


She felt at ease as he dropped her limp used up body into the woman's arms. Her head rest on her shoulder as she ran her fingers through her hair, and rubbed her back lightly. Mistress smiled at slave proudly. "Would it like to sleep with us tonight?" The girl smiled  at Master, looking for his approval, he nodded to her softly. "It would like that very much" slave answered, as she drifted back to sleep.

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