#paraolivia

Olivia was happy to be rented again. Though she had barely spoken to this master, anything would be better than the cells. The guards waxing her had been unpleasant to say the least, but at least now she felt a bit cleaner. She wore her signature smirk when the guards left her at the master's door, waiting for him to open it. Once he did she held out her bound hands before he could get a word in. "I can assure you, Sir, these won't be necessary."

Maddox went to find Olivia when he was informed she was delivered. He opened the door and tilted his head. "But you make such a pretty present tied up like that." He smirked, his eyes dropping to the rope, considering whether of not to free her. He grabbed the rope and pulled her in by it. Closing the door, Maddox led her to the slave bathroom. "If I'm convinced you can behave in here, you can keep this off. Until I decide it would be much more fun to return you to this state.." He licked his lips and untied her hands before nodding toward the shower. "Get in. And follow all of my instructions, understood?"

Olivia smirked at him. "Aww, how sweet," she mused, following him through the suite and into the bathroom. She nodded as he explained what he would do and untied the rope, rubbing her wrists as she stepped into the shower. "Understood completely, Sir." She smiled, running a hand over her torso. "Will you be joining me, Sir?"

Maddox lost his smile, shaking his head. "Not sweet. Let's not use that word, shall we? It tends to make me feel that I need to prove just the opposite, and I would hate to give you something completely unexpected. Well... not ​hate​." He licked his lips and followed her over slowly, moving the curtain so he could see in without too much water getting out of the shower. "No, not for this part. But don't worry, my hands will be on you plenty today." He nodded slowly and leaned on the wall. "Turn on the water, to whatever's the hottest you can comfortably stand."

Olivia bit her lip, smirking at him. "Sounds reasonable, Sir," she said, for now cupping one of her breasts suggestively while the other turned on the water. She let the hot water wash over her until the steam began filling up the room. She let her eyes closed and she relaxed for a few moments before opening them and remembering she had an audience. "What's next, Sir?"

Maddox 's eyes were drawn down to her hand, smirking at her cupping her breast and watching her soak in the water. "Now... grab that loofa off the hook and use the body wash. Thoroughly. You can make it look like a dirty car washing scene if you like," He snorted. "Make sure to get your feet, though, even if there's nothing suggestive about that. They're what will be on my floor, unless I decide you're better on your knees." He tilted his head and looked up at her. "Your lip, is it always that... puffy?"

Olivia nodded, smiling seductively as she took the loofa off the hook and squirted some body wash onto it. She squeezed it to create a lather and began washing her body, moving slowly over herself so he could get a good look at her. He distracted her from her movements when he spoke up again. Her hand quickly went up to cover her mouth. "What? No -- what do you mean?"

Maddox shook his head. "Just looks like you might have hurt it." He waved it off with his hand. "Continue, please. I like where this is going. Make sure to get ​every​ nook and cranny... everywhere you think I'm going to touch you." He raised his eyebrows at her, smiling to himself because he was fairly sure she could understand that. He hadn't left too much doubt about what he wanted to do with her, he hoped. He was partly already impatient for it.

Olivia was relieved he dismissed her injury from the punishment and she knew she'd be able to distract him further. "Oh, I will, Sir," she said seductively, bringing her hand with the loofa lower down her body while her other hand teased a nipple. She put a leg up on the edge of the tub, exposing more of herself to him as she washed between her legs.

Maddox let his eyes rake over her. After all, this was a show for him, so he was going to soak it up and enjoy every bit. He licked his lips and felt his hands itching to touch her. Thankfully, he had some self control, and was able to just admire her, though he could feel himself straining in his pants by now. "That's good," he commented. "I want to make sure you're nice and clean for me.." After a few more long moments, he gestured for her to come closer with his fingers. "Over here, pet."

Olivia continued what she was doing, noting how his eyes were glued to her body. He seemed more entranced by her than Gabriel did, which was a good sign. Hopefully he would be just as generous as well, though she knew she should lower her expectations. At his words, Olivia quickly rinsed off and stepped towards him with a sexy smirk on her face.

Maddox watched her come over and admired the water droplets rolling down her skin. He grasped her waist with one hand and reached the other between her legs, letting his finger explore her labia, stroking around until his finger found what it wanted. He pushed it up inside of her, watching her face. "Call it a.. quality check.." He licked his lips as his finger grazed her insides before slowly drawing it out. "Now let's get you out and dry so I can get you nice and wet all over again, mmm?"

Olivia hummed as the man fingered her, appreciating how he did not stand on ceremony. She hoped this would be an easy rental, and so far it seemed like it would be. "Sounds good to me, Sir," she replied, stepping out of the shower and combing her fingers through her wet hair in order to squeeze some of the water out.

Maddox grabbed a towel, wiping his hand on it. He toyed with it as he thought and smirked, shaking his head. "I could give this to you and let you dry off, but that would be too easy. Why don't you work to get dried off, spunky?" He threw it partially over his shoulder so it lay down along his chest and torso. "Come rub yourself on it, mm?" His eyes were glinting with his amusement and arousal, looking forward to having her rubbing up on him.

Olivia smirked at the master's suggestion. "If you want me to rub up on you, you only have to ask," she mused, sauntering towards him. She pressed her body against his, rubbing against him through the towel. She moved her hand down and quickly found him half-hard inside his pants, rubbing her hand over him over his pants.

Maddox followed her with his eyes, staying still and solid so as not to move or lose balance when she rubbed up on him. Then again, she was quite slim and slender, so she'd have to be doing it on purpose to get him to stumble back, "That would also have been too easy. Plus this is more fun. Dual purpose." He hummed out as she rubbed over her before he quirked a brow at her rubbing his cock through his pants. "Someone seems eager..." He tilted his head. "I would have told you to suck my cock but," He reached up, briefly touching her puffy lower lip. "If I want to inflict pain on someone, I usually do it on purpose, and with my own wounds." He let his hand drop. "So we're going to do something different."

Olivia laughed a little at the man's comment. "Not half so eager as you, it seems," she teased, continuing to rub against him. His tone changed a bit and she frowned as he brought attention to her lip again, wishing it wasn't so noticeable. Though, if it got her out of sucking him off, she couldn't be one to complain. Her smirk returned and she raised an eyebrow. "Something different?"

Maddox sighed. "Well, there's no hiding it when a man's aroused. And I don't particularly ​need​ you to be, but you'll prefer it if you are, I'm sure." He shook his head and pushed her off of him. "Different from oral sex. Turn around, hands on the counter." He nodded to the sink counter in front of a mirror. Throwing the towel in a hamper, he did away with his shirt as well and moved up behind her, pressing his chest into her back as his hands ran up her hips, over her torso to cup and squeeze her breasts.

Olivia smirked. "Certainly. Unless you'd like it if I fought back," she teased, winking at him. She turned to face the counter and put her hands up on it like he told her to, sticking her ass out a little for him. Frankly she expected him to just fuck her right then and there, but instead he laid his bare chest against her back, running her hands over her. She hummed in response but she knew that she couldn't let herself get too into it like she had with Gabriel. Though it had been a good rental, she couldn't let her relationship with this master sour like hers had with Gabriel.

Maddox appraised her after the suggestion, nodding slowly. "I like the idea, but maybe later. I'm currently looking forward to having an eager little pussy to fuck." He squeezed her breasts in his hands, rolling them in his palms before he lifted himself up again and removed his hands from her briefly to undo and shed off his pants and then the boxers after that. He was already hard, so he didn't need to work himself up any more but he still liked the tease, even if it was for both of them right now. He kicked her legs a little further apart and moved down a little himself. He let his cock between the folds of er pussy as he rocked his hips backward, wanting her to be at least a small bit lubricated before he started this. One hand gripped her hip and the other slid back up her torso around front, but went up higher than her breast this time, up to her throat to hold it in his hand. Leaning forward, he bit her earlobe and looked at her in the mirror. "You do want me to fuck your hot pussy, don't you?"

Olivia smirked. "Well, that's me," she replied, rubbing her ass up against him. She turned to watch as he stripped down and raised an eyebrow. "Is size among the requirements for masters here?" she asked teasingly. She turned back to face the mirror as he ran his cock between her legs, eliciting a little moan from her. She gasped as his hand found her throat and she moaned again, louder this time. "Yes, Sir, fuck my pussy, I need you."

Maddox smirked and shook his head. "Possibly? I'll find out for you, or you can find out for me, pretty thing." He looked back in the mirror at her as he continued to rock his hips, his cock pressing into her flesh, as he felt it start to heat up and moisten. "Good girl... now beg me for it, while I'm still allowing you to talk." He briefly raise his hand from her hip to brush her hair over to one shoulder, leaning down to suck patches of skin on her neck and shoulder as his hand briefly squeezed her throat to give her a preview of what was ahead.

Olivia only hummed in reply, rocking her hips in time with his as he teased her. "Mhmmm fuck me, Sir, fuck me with that big cock, please, fuck my pussy, I need it, fuck me," she moaned. She whined as he sucked at her skin, gasping again as his hand wrapped around her throat. This was nothing new to her -- she just hoped he knew what he was doing.

Maddox scraped his hand down Olivia's back, down to smack against her ass and held the flesh in his hand as he arched his hips, tilting them before he thrust up inside of her with a grunt, his fingers only lightly pressing into her throat at first, wanting more so to set a pace of his thrusts before he added in the frills of what he considered hot sex. He groaned quietly as he began to fuck her, holding her hip so she wouldn't be pushed forward too much with his hips hitting her ass, though he was pulling her back onto his cock whenever she was.

Olivia yelped as the man slapped her ass, letting out another sound as he thrust inside her. She moaned, her neck tilted up in response to his fingers pressing at her throat. She pushed her hips back against him, though it seemed like he wanted to do most of the driving so she let him do the work. "Thank you, Sir..." she moaned.

Maddox had dipped his head down so he could watch as his cock disappeared inside of her and the sheen on it from her body's lubricant. He had to admit he loved seeing all of it, since it intensified the feeling for him. He was however caught off guard by her words. Thanking him? He smirked and squeezed onto her throat, mostly cutting off her air before stroking his fingers over the same place. "For? Be more specific."

Olivia gasped for air as the master's hand tightened around her throat, the sensation sending a shiver down her spine. "For...fucking me...Sir..." she managed, gasping for breath as his fingers stroked over her throat. He certainly craved control, which Olivia noted also meant that he could be vulnerable should he lose it.

Maddox grunted as his hips smacked into hers again and looked up into the mirror to look at her. She looked very sexy with his hand around her throat, he had to admit. Maddox himself looked pleased at her words, briefly squeezing her throat again. "What a willingly slut I've caught myself... it's hot, pet. Very hot... I think you might even deserve something for yourself." He reached around over her hip, to slide his fingers between her folds and start stroking her clit with her own juices as he fucked into her over and over, making himself groan.

Olivia let out little whimpers as the man fucked her. She gasped again as his fingers tightened, moaning in reply to his words and continuing to moan as his fingers found her clit. As much as the sex with Gabriel had been enjoyable, this was the sort of sex she was used to. She knew she could please a master like him...and she realized she didn't know his name. Not that it mattered, really. It wouldn't be the first time she didn't know the name of the man using her.

Maddox worked his fingers quickly over her clit while his hips slapped into her, making an obscene noise that echoed a little even in the small bathroom, as the wetter she got, the wetter the noise was as his hips connected with her ass. He was working himself up now, knowing he was close but wanting to prolong it a little longer, if he could. Even though he certainly planned to have her many more times throughout the day. "Fuck," He groaned, cutting off her air for about 5 seconds before releasing the pressure.

Olivia moaned as he continued, wondering if he was getting close. "Yes..." she whined amidst the sounds of his hips slapping against her. She struggled for breath as he squeezed her throat again, her hands grasping at the bathroom counter in desperation until he let her breathe again. "Fuck," she gasped, hoping he was enjoying himself.

Maddox dragged his hand briefly down to squeeze one of her breasts again, cupping it in his hand and pressing into it as he fucked her. Grunting, he quickened the pace a little more as he got closer and dropped his hand from her breast to grip her hip in one hand as the other teased her clit. He held her firmly with the one hand and thrust hard until he was cumming, closing his eyes as he groaned out. He slowed down all of his actions after that, trying to catch his breath.

Olivia pressed a hand against his cupping her breast, her head tilting back as she moaned. She felt him thrusting faster and she knew he was close as he rammed into her. Soon enough she felt him cumming and she let out a little whine as he slowed his movements. "Thank you, Sir," she said softly as he struggled to catch his breath. She smirked, looking up at herself briefly in the mirror and knowing that she'd pleased him.

Maddox caught his breath after a few moments and pulled out of her and moved back a little ways so he could see it when his cum trickled out of her, always a pleasant sight. "Well, now we both need cleaning up... but we can move this to my own bathroom... you can ride me in the tub after I've recovered in a couple minutes." He slapped his hand against her ass and stepped back toward the door.

Olivia pushed the loose hair away from her eyes once the master pulled out, standing to face him. "Sounds just fine to me, Sir," she replied, smirking. She yelped a little when he slapped her ass, giggling as she followed him out the door. This time, unlike her previous rental, she made sure to calculate her every move. Right now, it was clear that the eager slave willing to play was the way to go.

Maddox rolled his shoulders, letting his body relax from that active sex and led her to his bathroom. It was bright and well lit and stocked. He went straight for the spa tub to plug it and fill it up with water. He leaned on the side of the tub and looked her over. "You can tell me somethings while we wait..." Tilting his head, he pondered it over and smirked. "What's the dirtiest thing anyone's made you do? Or done to you?"

Olivia looked around his suite as he led her to his bathroom, wondering how much space each master was given. It seemed like a lot and she wondered what they paid to be here -- and what they pay for the use of the slaves. Olivia resolved to find out at some point, but for now the best was to go with whatever the master wanted from her. She waited in front of the sink as he went to fill the large tub, smirking at the sight of his tight ass as he leaned over to turn on the water. Her smirk remained when he turned back to face her and she considered what to tell him until he asked a more specific question. She raised an eyebrow before replying. "Well, it depends on what you mean by 'dirty.' I've fucked in my fair share of alleyways."

Maddox quirked a brow at her and shook his head at her. He wasn't sure how much he liked her smirking. She did it a lot, and while it looked good on her in general, a part of him felt like he needed to slap it off her face or shove her mouth down onto his cock instead. He exhaled. "What on earth are you doing all the way over there. Come here, now." He inhaled. "And I meant more like raunchy, kinky, I don't really care about the place unless it's particularly risque. And an alleyway- is just in bad taste."

Olivia smirked. "Sometimes an alleyway is all there is," she said as she slowly sauntered across the room, standing in front of him. She cocked her head to the side and stood on her toes so her face was just inches away from his. "Men like to slap me around...if I let them," she teased, smirking. She didn't want him to know the extent of it and she wanted to make clear that she wasn't going to let him do that to her.

Maddox shook his head but didn't say more on the subject. Maddox was enough of a clean freak and germaphobe that the fact of having sex where someone might have peed inches below or where garbage gets taken out to made him feel squeamish, though he was hardly about to show a weakness in front of Olivia. He watched her come toward him and tilted his head, looking over her face. He reached up and brushed his hand over her cheek, as if in a slow motion slap without so much pressure. "And when do you ​let​ them...?"

Olivia 's eyes didn't leave the master's until she blinked for a moment when his hand came to her face. The contact was almost tender, or at least it would seem gentle if it hadn't been in response to what she'd said about being slapped around. Her smirk returned to her face as she held his gaze, quickly taking his wrist in her hand and pulling it away from her face. "I don't," she teased, hoping he wouldn't see through her lie.

Maddox watched her take his wrist away and he chuckled quietly, leaning in as if he might kiss her before bringing his other hand up and slapping her face with a slightly cupped palm. Which was quite generous him, he thought. "Oh really? So what do you do now, little thing? Now that a wicked, wicked man just slapped you in the face?" He sounded amused, though he was very much paying attention to what she might do, since he wasn't about to let his guard down.

Olivia watched as he leaned in, not fooled and bracing herself for the slap she knew was coming. Fortunately for her he did it not to inflict pain, but rather to incite her. She deftly grabbed his other wrist, holding both his hands up between them, creating enough distance so that he couldn't easily hit her again just yet. "Well, Sir, for starters I don't have to put out for a man who takes pleasure in my pain," she replied, pleased that at least for right now this was all just fun and games between them. She held his wrists tightly, knowing that he could overpower her if he so chose but hoping he would choose not to and continue playing along.

Maddox watched her take his other hand and was curious what she was hoping to accomplish with it, since he was sure the most she could do would be to pull him up from his position leaning on the tub, and even that might take her letting herself go off balance to do. "Oh, but you will put out for me, lovely... you will because you know it feels so much better to take my cock when you're willing. I'm not at all gentle when I have to force it..." He had to admit, even internally he was curious about where she was trying to take this. He had no expectations that anyone on this island would be any ​fun​ if their day to day was being chained up in some basement. But this girl was so far proving him wrong.

Olivia didn't release his gaze. "Oh, but I won't. Not for a man like you who hits a girl who just gave him a good time." As she spoke, she slowly forced his hands down to his sides so he would not be able to touch her as easily. "And I know a man like you wouldn't want to ruin that good time we had by force, now would you?" she teased, her body mere inches from his.

Maddox shook his head. "Oh, then you won't like me very much,baby, I'm a ​cad​." He resisted just a little so she could feel like she was having to actually work to push his arms down, but it was not as much as if he was actually trying to stop her. Since she had to be close to apply enough pressure to keep his arms down, he was able to lean in quickly and bite at her lower lip, feeling his hardening cock press against her belly with how close she was.

Olivia feigned being indignant, furrowing her brow. "You should've told me so before I let you take me!" She yelped a little when he bit her lip, but it was all in play. She quickly released his hands and gave him a little shove, though it wasn't nearly enough to throw him off balance. She moved away from him, crossing her arms over her chest. "I only let good men fuck me like the slut I am," she humphed triumphantly.

Maddox grinning wickedly as she shoved him, he leaned back a little after she did to reach over and turn off the bath water. After it was off, he lazily pushed himself up and sauntered over to her, backing her up to a wall, where he leaned heavily on his arm to get his head close to hers. "I am not a good person..." He murmured, looking down at her breasts, prying one arm away so he could squeeze her breast before his hand trailed down her body. "But I'm a good fuck... to a slut, I'd think that was all that would matter.." He smirked and dropped down slowly to his knees, looking up at her before he elbowed her legs apart and reached up, pushing two fingers up inside of her as he leaned in and dragged his tongue through her pussy lips.

Olivia smirked back at him, returning back to herself from the little character she was playing for him. She inched back as he moved toward her, allowing him to back her against the bathroom wall. His face was right in front of her and she could feel his breath play over her lips. When he squeezed her breast she was about to swat his hand away before he fell to his knees. This was a turn of events she had not been expecting but no way was she could to argue. She gasped as he slid two fingers inside her. She shifted to stand on her toes and lean against the wall as a wave of pleasure washed over her when his tongue trailed between her legs.

Maddox started out a little slow with pumping his fingers, but with his mouth he went all out. His free hand raised and spread her folds so he could more easily find and give attention to her clit. He let his teeth scrape it lightly before closing his lips around and sucking, pumping his fingers quicker as soon as he felt her body start to produce more of it's natural lubricant, making it easier for him to fuck his fingers up inside of her while his mouth teased at her clit.

Olivia gasped as the master's tongue worked over her, still reeling from the surprise of it all. His fingers pumping in and out of her served to force her body up and against the wall, breathing heavily as he did so. Her fingers tangled in his hair as he continued, growing increasingly desperate.

Maddox lapped at her clit and sucked it harder, humming against her so she could feel the vibrations through his lips as his fingers started to fuck harder into her but he knew fingers weren't the best thing to go hard with, not on a cunt, so he didn't move as hard as he would with his own hips. He drew back after another minute and made a show of licking his slick lips before pulling his fingers up and standing up. He walked back to the tub and looked over at her. "I believe I told you you were going to come ride me." He got into the hot water and sank down, his eyes resting on her. "Now, are you ready to give me what I want?"

Olivia tried to keep her moans to a minimum, not wanting to show him just how much she was enjoying what he was doing to her. She whined when he pulled away, catching her breath as she watched him step into the tub. She sauntered over to him. "If I must..." she whined, pretending to be annoyed with him. She smirked as she got in, slowly lowering herself down on him and beginning to ride him.

Maddox watched her come over. "You must." He nodded, sliding his arm around her waist as she got into the water and straight onto his hard cock. He exhaled to feel her walls, just barely hotter than the water around them, encase his cock. He slid his hand beneath the water to grab her ass and encourage her to rock down harder. "I'm not going to touch you this time, and neither are you.... so I guess you better fuck me enthusiastically enough to get yourself off as well..."

Olivia rode herself on his, moving fairly slowly at first. She leaned forward when he spoke, pressing her breasts against his chest and whispering, her lips just hovering over his. "If you were experienced enough you'd know a girl can't get off just by fucking...she needs a bit more...stimulation," she purred, defying him by bringing his hand between her legs and pressing it against the hood of her clit.

Maddox narrowed his eyes at her 'if you were experienced enough' line and the way she slipped her hand under the water. He snatched it up and pulled her arm roughly up and around his neck. "Is that right..? So your g-spot does nothing for you..? Well, then I guess you won't be getting off... unless I'm impressed with you." He looked down at her slow motions, which were pleasant but not nearly enough for him. "And if I'm not? well, I'll bend you over the tub and fuck you until I cum and then leave you here..."

Olivia yelped and smirked at the master as he grabbed her arm, effectively pulling her further forward on top of him. "If you want me so badly just say so," she teased, beginning to move her hips more quickly. In the process she tried to rub herself against him as best she could, but it was difficult to get enough pressure to stimulate her how she liked. So she decided to just ride him, moving faster and rougher as she went. She hadn't orgasmed earlier so she wasn't really expecting it now. "So, what brought you to paradise?" she purred, making conversation as they fucked.

Maddox shook his head, looking over her face. "I'm being ​nice​ right now and letting you only go as good as you're able... don't test me because I'll fuck you rough onto the floor with only the tile to rub your clit against..." He slid his hand into her hair and pulled her head to the side by it, leaning in and licking the slope of her neck before biting up near her jaw when she tried to make conversation even while she was riding him like that. I think you should moan like the slut you are, ask me stupid questions once I'm done," He growled at her, not particularly liking how easily she could keep her head during sex. It wasn't any good for a man's ego.

Olivia whined. "Mhm, sounds hot," she purred in response to what he thought was a threat to fuck her on the floor. She let out a little yelp as he bit at her jaw, continuing to move her hips. "Fine then," she replied, pushing against his chest so she could sit up. She began to bounce on him much more quickly, letting out loud, porn-style fake moans. "Yes, yes, fuck..." she moaned, humoring him and teasing him all at the same time.

Maddox leaned back a little, his breath hitching as she changed her pace, bracing his feet on the tub so he could thrust up into her against her movements, smack into her hard under the water. He let out a grunt and then sighed as she started sounding like a porn star, clearly amusing herself on some level. He brought his hand around from her hair to close around her throat again, to effectively cut off her moans. "I think I liked you better this way. Maybe I'll do it until you almost pass out." His eyes glinted with the threat, looking at her.

Olivia continued her fake moaning as he thrust back up into her, their fucking splashing water onto the bathroom floor. She gasped as his hand tightened around her throat. Though he surprised her, she managed a smirk down at him as she began to struggle for breath. He was full of empty threats and she knew he enjoyed their fucking more than he would enjoy her passing out.

Maddox glowered over that even choking her, she still managed to have that condescending little smirk on her face, no matter what they did so far. He stopped her hips and forced her off of him, even though his cock was protesting. "Out of the tub, now. Or I'll throw you out myself. Get on all fours, I don't have any desire to look at you when I'm cumming. All you are is your cunt to me." He took his hands off of her and pushed her away from him with a splash of the water,

Olivia couldn't help but laugh a little when the master pushed her off of him, treating it as playful when she knew it was anything but. She was just pleased that she was right about him being full of empty threats. "Yes, Sir," she replied, smirking as she quickly stepped out of the tub and went down on all fours on the bathroom floor. She lifted her ass in the air, ready for him to thrust inside her.

Maddox heard her laugh and it made him snap. This was no longer about sex. It was about power. And she believed she had some over him. He got out of the bath, stalking toward her with the change of plans he wasn't going to bother informing her of. He grabbed her up by her underarms and dragged her back over to the tub, to bend her over the edge before he pushed her head down under the water, slapping her ass hard enough to make his own palm sting.

Olivia shrieked as the master caught her off guard and practically dragged her back to the tub. He moved so quickly she didn't know what was happening until he had her bent over the side of the tub and her head underwater. She felt him slap her ass hard but she was too distracted by her head forced underwater to care much. She began to struggle for the first time that evening, quickly running out of breath.

Maddox held her down, counting seconds in his head though he knew even if he did it aloud, she wouldn't hear any more than gargles. He pulled her up when twenty seconds had finished, even though he had had to grip her body with his other hand to keep her from thrashing too much. He clutched her by the hair and pulled her back against his chest, grabbing for her arms. "Was that funny? It certainly made ​me​ amused. Any and all games we play are going toe be controlled by me, little one. There's no room for two Masters here, and unfortunately for you, I have ​all​ of the trump cards. Now if you want me to even reconsider giving you anything today, you're going to have to stop playing the bitch, and start worshiping me like a God. I own you for the rest of this day, darling. I may not be in control of your life or death, but I can make this day hell for you if you don't ​behave​..."

Olivia continued to struggle as he held her down, her hands banging furiously against the side of the tub as she lost her breath. She gasped for air when he finally pulled her head out of the water, continuing to thrash about uselessly despite his tight grip on her. She fought to regain her breath as he held her against his chest tightly, his words sending a shiver down her spine. The master's threats served to spur Olivia on, and, stubborn as she is, she was determined to defy his demand for her to behave. She had no respect for a man who resorted to violence so quickly and she would be certain to return it in kind. Taking advantage of his somewhat loosened grip as she calmed, Olivia quickly turned to face him, pulling her hand back into a fist and aiming for his jaw.

Maddox 's head snapped to the side as the fist impacted with his jaw and then he moved his head to look back at her slowly licking at the inside of his cheek and lip where he tasted blood. "Is that how it's going to be, little one?" He spoke quietly, his eyes dark as his hands grasped both of hers roughly in a vice grip, since he did not want ​that​ to happen again. "You know, as long as I don't cut something off or scar you up or kill you, I can do whatever I want to do with you... and there's so many things I can do to you without breaking any of those rules." He got up to his feet and started to yank her roughly from the room by her wrists, not seeming to care if he bruised her or dislocated anything. "You'll be seeing how good I let you have it before you decided to behave this way." He pulled her over to a seachest where he retrieved a thick rope and he pulled her wrists together to start tying them together, his eyes flicking from it to her. "Does the girl want to apologize before I decide to fit her with a gag?"

Olivia clutched her sore fist with her other hand, almost in disbelief that she had actually hurt him. There were plenty of men in her life who had deserved to be punched, but she had never had the guts to go through with it. She supposed the adrenaline from nearly being drowned had done it, but it was still odd that only now that she was a sex slave and in the most danger she had ever been in before in her life was she brave enough to actually hit a man back. She knew instantly she was in trouble, but she still had an ounce of satisfaction inside knowing that she'd actually hurt him. He grabbed her wrists tightly and she didn't fight back, knowing that the time for that would come shortly. Instead of speaking she simply stared him down, her lips curling into a small smirk to hide her fear. It amused her how men became so reckless when she threatened the power they thought they held over her. She allowed him to tie her wrists together, not breaking her gaze. "Yes, Sir, the girl is terribly sorry for giving the master what he deserves for nearly killing her."

Maddox stared at her when she answered, tying her wrists tighter because of her reply. "Oh, darling... you are so very lucky I don't want to be made to leave this island. Or I wouldn't have let you back up. You'd die naked, water in your lungs... and I might still have decided to finish myself off with you once you were still." He smiled at her before raising his hand up to back hand her. Once he was done tying her hands, he stood up and yanked her up to slide a carabiner through the bindings. The carabiner was hanging from a rope that hooked into a pulley near the ceiling.

Olivia didn't let up her smirk, knowing how it irritated him. "I'm glad I'd still be useful even after I'd be gone," she replied, though his words did disturb her a little in the intensity of how he said them. Her smirk widened as he smiled at her, only to be met by the back of his hand. She shrieked when he hit her, furious now that she couldn't hit him back. But she would get back at him...somehow.

Maddox moved away from her once the carabiner was fastened and he went over to the other end of the pulley's rope, starting to hoist her up, the rope dragging her up whether she liked it or not until her toes were only grazing the floor. "Now.. only a couple more additions and then I'll leave you to ​hang out​ here for a while." He tilted his head at her, going back to his sea chest to find the items he would use on her, pulling out a ball gag first of all.

Olivia couldn't hold back a little gasp as the master pulled her up, struggling to balance on her toes until she was high enough that her arms were forced to bear her weight. The position was certainly uncomfortable but at least now she'd be able to kick him pretty easily if he decided to hurt her again. "It's really too bad, Sir, since we were having such a good time. I would hate it if I couldn't make you cum at least once."

Maddox didn't spare her a glance as he rooted around in his chest, looking for what he needed. He pulled out a medium sized vibrator, a strap with a hole in it, and a spreader bar with built in cuffs. He set them all down and went to find some boxers to throw on in his dresser. He walked back over to her, picking up the spreader bar first. "If you try to hurt me, little girl, I'll be hitting you with it before I strap your ankles to it. Maybe put a couple of clothes pins on your pussy lips, too. Understand me?"

Olivia tried to look at what the master was pulling out of his box of torture devices but it was hard to tell with his back facing her. Only when he left for a moment did she see the items he pulled out. She sighed in relief that there was nothing sharp -- it seemed that perhaps the Goddess had kept the knowledge of her weakness between them. That was good to know. When he came back into the room, Olivia was prepared to kick him away if he tried to use any of the toys on her. When he picked up the spreader bar she was about to kick him until he threatened her and she stopped for a moment to consider what to do. Maybe getting knocked out by the bar wouldn't be the worst that could happen. But if it didn't knock her out...the pain would be bad. "Yes, Sir," she replied quickly, not struggling as he cuffed her ankles to the bar. Just as he was finishing, Olivia abruptly thrust her knee up just as he was standing up, aiming for his nose but getting under his chin instead.

Maddox lowered down slowly with his eyes up at her before he focused on cuffing her legs together, forced apart by the bar. Thanks to it, it took some of the momentum out of her upward movement, since it yanked at her other leg to have her leg thrust itself up like that, probably stretching her at an odd angle. It was a knock on the jaw, all the same and had him reeling back before he rugged over his jaw, staring at her, surprised by the insult. "You're making this ​worse​ for yourself," He spat at her angrily, grasping the other items. He moved up behind her so she wouldn't have the ability to knee him. He carelessly put the strap through her legs and fastened the part that went around the middle like a garter belt before taking the vibrator and lining up the strap's hole with her entrance, pushing it up inside of her like an inverted strap on, not being too careful while he did so either before he turned it right up to it's highest setting.

Olivia smirked as he recoiled, pleased with herself even though her aim had been off. "I didn't think worse was possible, Sir," she retorted as he tightened the strap around her. She yelped as he thrust the vibrator inside her, her body twitching impulsively as the vibrations sent a tingle through her. "Mhm, I wasn't expected to get to cum tonight, thank you," she whined seductively, teasing him as much as possible.

Maddox went around to get the ball gag. "This... this is my favorite thing of the night... I don't think I'll bother to take it out of your mouth until you're dragged from my sight." He walked back around behind her and brought it around over her mouth, forcing her mouth open if she tried to resist it, likely giving her jaw fingerprint bruises if she did before he forced it into her mouth and strapped it on the back. "Yes... much better... no more of your ridiculous words." He patted her roughly on the cheek after he walked around to her side. "Now... before I leave you like this... I think I'll whip you."

Olivia was frankly annoyed by how her words didn't seem to be getting to him like they had before. She pressed her lips together tightly as he tried to force the gag between, but soon enough he managed to shove the gag between her teeth. She growled, her eyes shooting daggers at him. When he mentioned the whip she tried to protest, but the gag muffled her so instead she resorted to more growling.

Maddox looked at her as she growled, only tilting his head in interest, as his eyes seemed to have lost any expression they might have had before. "Look at her... she's turned into a rabid animal... what happened between the slave bathroom and here that made you lose all your shine? You seemed like such an eager little slut before... I don't even know what ​this​ is in front of me," He gestured to her before slowly walking over to where he kept all his punishment tools the ones to be used for hitting slaves in a variety of ways. He took a long leather whip, running his hand over the handle. "Let's see if I still know how to use this, shall we?" He moved behind her and swung the whip at her back.

Olivia only continued to growl, infuriated with him. She would've been perfectly happy to continue fucking if only he hadn't turned on her. She watched as he retrieved a whip, the vibrator inside her growing more difficult to ignore with every passing moment. He went behind her and she braced herself, letting out a muffled yelp as the whip hit her back. She arched her back in pain, kicking out angrily but knowing she wasn't going to hit him, not with the clumsy spreader bar. The whip caused a different pain than what she'd felt before and she was not looking forward to the next lash.

Maddox licked his lips as she jerked and kicked from being whipped, watching her curious. "I like your noises of pain... I feel like they're the only genuine noise you've made this whole time... clearly this is what I need to do if I want to see the real girl underneath all of that play acting.." He raised the whip and hit her with it again, his eyes locked on her back, watching the mark it made the second time, then a third time.

Olivia shot daggers at him with her eyes, despising the fact that he was right. She would let a man do what he wanted with her in bed (or in whatever location they might find themselves in) but she was not one to let a man hurt her -- not anymore. She despised being tied up and not being able to fight back to defend herself. If he thought she was fiery before, it was nothing compared to how she would respond to being whipped if she wasn't restrained. She growled at him again until he whipped her once more. She did everything she could not to make a sound this time, but the next lash came more quickly than she expected and she cried out through the gag.

Maddox looked over her back, smirking at she actually turned her head to make sure he knew her displeasure. "I wonder how many times it takes you to cum before your body is so overworked and done with it that the sensitivity hurts..? Shall we leave the vibrator in you all day and find out..? Oh, right, you can't talk... I guess I'll just have to make that call for myself." He nodded and lashed her again and again, getting up to five hits. "You're lucky I gagged you. I might have asked you to start thanking me for hitting you and every little back talk that you love oh-so much would get you more and more and more..."

Olivia glared at the wall as he taunted her, his words reminding her of the vibrator inside her that the lashes had helped her forget about. She arched her back in pain as he whipped her more, trying to keep quiet. She was determined to make as little sound as possible so as to not satisfy him, so she was more than displeased when he said she was lucky to be gagged. Really he was the one who was lucky because he would have hell to pay if she could speak.

Maddox went up to ten lashes before he stopped, walking around her to pick up a water bottle off of his bedside table. He unscrewed the cap as he looked her over, sipping it. Once he had enough, he walked over to her, raising his foot up to rest on the bar with his weight, which would have both stretched her body out tighter because it brought her feet closer to the floor while her arms were still in the same place, and also so she couldn't lash her legs out again and try to hurt him, since he was very much done with that. "I think I'll go watch some television." He gave her a pat on her cheek, over the gag strap. "But you.. hang out here for a little bit, and when I come back, I'll remove your gag for, say... ten seconds. So you better think of something good, if you want to be able to walk back to the cells tonight... got it, Sunshine?"

Olivia clenched her teeth around the gag as the master continued whipping her, only crying out on lash number nine. She was counting in her head though she didn't want him to know that since that was probably what he wanted. She tried to take deep breaths when he was done, her focus shifting to the vibrator again. The last thing she wanted right now was to be made to cum. When he came back over to her and pressed down on the spreader bar she shut her eyes, the stretch of her body horribly uncomfortable. She opened her eyes to glare at him when he patted her on the cheek and she wanted to spit at him. When he offered to take off her gag later, she thought that spitting on him might be exactly what she was going to do.