0 comments/ 70881 views/ 4 favorites Auburn Mistress Ch. 01 By: ukmaleslave Where do I start, well I guess with me, I’m 26 in a normal job with a girlfriend. Seems as my job involves me spending a bit of time on the net it was no wonder that my mind began to look toward other things, one of those things was bondage, holy shit not the serious stuff just playing. Anyway my other job is customer facing and you see all sorts, and to get along in work a little bit of flirting didn’t hurt, some of the customers actually enjoyed it, but after a few visits this one woman even started to flirt back. Now when I say woman I mean woman, Elizabeth must have been in her early forties, divorced, I only knew that because she liked to tell me. It seemed a lot of her time was spent working or at the gym, well at least she seemed that way when looking at her with her clothes on. Elizabeth and I got on well in a working relationship, we flirted and laughed and occasionally joked. Her main concern was that I was far too good for the job I did and maybe she could find me a better paid job in her company, I had no idea she owned her own company, but the pound signs floated into my head and I told her I’d be interested in hearing more. She seemed a fun woman and would be fun to work with, hell I had to admit she was pretty and I felt the occasional twitch in my trousers from seeing her, she stood 5ft10, long auburn hair and what seemed firm breasts, not too big, just the right size and an arse to die for. Elizabeth told me that she’d like to conduct a less imposing interview and suggested I meet up with her in a local pub for a chat, it seemed fair enough for me and the pub was pretty close to where I lived, but there was one problem. The girlfriend was away and news would soon spread if I spent too much time talking to a woman in a pub, I’d deal with that later. A few days passed before we were due to meet and on the night I rushed home from work and put on my best pair of jeans and a freshly ironed shirt. The minuets passed like hours while I waited, but as soon as the time came I proudly walked down the street to the pub. Once inside I saw her, god what a vision, she wore black trousers and a kind of sparkling top, I hadn’t seen her like this before, the clothing wasn’t provocative but it did show her gym like shape. We started chatting about normal things, I was having a pint and Elizabeth a glass of red, we talked for an hour or so before she got down to business, normal work interview crap. Halfway through I had to get up and go to the loo, where I checked myself over, still looking good. On arriving back at the table I saw another pint in front of me, I was starting to lose count a bit and feeling slightly drunk, but she seemed fine. In my head I tried to count out our drinks and I’m sure she only had two and a few cokes. Before I could worry about my state Elizabeth had noticed and called an end to work talk and began to relax again, soon the conversation turned to relationships and then to sex, and it wasn’t long before I was blushing. Time was passing quickly and before we knew it the barman called last orders and Elizabeth and I headed to the car park, once the air hit me I started to feel the drink. “I think I best give you a ride home” she laughed. Hone was no more than half a mile, but it was cold and it was appreciated. We climbed into the car and the last thing I remembered was her reaching across me to put my seatbelt on and the scent of her perfume. I was out like a light, embarrassing if it hadn’t been for what followed. When I finally woke I tried to get my bearings I didn’t know much but I knew this wasn’t my house. “Elizabeth this isn’t my house” “No dear its mine” she replied coolly. It was a beautiful place out in the country, at least 5 beds, I looked on in awe. “You didn’t look well enough to leave alone, I might employ you no point me leaving you to be ill and die so I brought you back here, I’ll keep an eye on you”. I couldn’t argue although her comment seemed ridiculous. We went inside and straight upstairs, even drunk being male I thought my luck was in but she led me to a bedroom that obviously wasn’t hers, just a guest room. No sooner had my head hit the pillow and I was out like a light. *** I woke at sunrise and feeling pretty good, I was stretched out and happy to lie there until Elizabeth came back. But I felt a strange sensation in my groin, morning wood, looks like my cock needed to get off and who was I to argue. I went to reach down to relive myself but couldn’t, looking up at my wrists I saw they were cuffed to the head board both sides, I tried moving my feet, the same thing, there was even a bar between my ankles to make sure I couldn’t close my legs. As I began to panic my senses started to work again and my whole body felt something weird, I couldn’t see as the blankets were on me. I don’t know if she had been waiting outside the room but at that point Elizabeth walked back in wearing a dressing gown. “Umm Elizabeth what are you doing?” She ignored me and walked around the bed checking the bonds. “Elizabeth, talk to me” “Be quiet and stop whining” Just as I went to speak she walked towards me quickly and slapped my face. “Enough!” I began to get frightened, she grabbed the blankets, pulled them off and left the room, and finally I could feel what was making me feel strange. I don’t remember much after leaving the pub, so Elizabeth must of got me upstairs and ready for bed, but in her way. She had me in stockings, a thong which my cock hardly fitted in, a corset tightly fitted to give me a woman’s waist and a pair of elbow length gloves, now was time to panic. As I tried to move and my cock rubbed against the lace I got hard, very hard, almost painful it was like steel. She left me to my own thoughts for what seemed a life time before she walked back in the room, it had been so long my cock was only semi erect but it soon sprang up seeing her. She wore long thigh high leather boots over stockings, a leather thong and Basque and gloves, he auburn hair beautiful over the shiny black leather. “Yes Mike you will work for me, the pay is low, you won’t socialise unless I say so, your mine, understand?” “No, your nuts untie me now” I demanded. With a smile on her bright red lips she looked me in the eyes with her deep green eyes and placed a ball gag in my mouth, arguing was over. Elizabeth then sat at the edge of the bed and began tracing her red fingernails up and down my inner thigh causing my cock to jump and grow. “Now Mike listen very carefully, last night you agreed to something’s and even signed a contract, I am willing to rip that up if you don’t want to stay after today. But for today your mine, and you call me Mistress and not Elizabeth. I am being fair a contract is signed but I will release you after today if you wish, if you chose to stay you stay, until I say otherwise, understood?” My choices were limited, in my mind it was fair, she held up the contract, how hard could it be. With the gag in place I nodded slowly. “Then my slave, we shall see what your made of” There was an evil yet erotic tone to her voice and my cock couldn’t get enough of it. Elizabeth, Mistress slowly began to rub my aching cock, her hand slid up and down my shaft bringing my erection closer to her lips. I am 7.5’’ cut and her touch made me feel and inch bigger. She reached into the draw and produced something I hadn’t seen before, slowly the ring was rolled down my shaft, as it got to the base it became painful, but bearable. “I don’t want you Cumming slut” Once the ring was in place her lips slowly lowered onto my cock head, keeping her lips tight she moved lower and lower taking my whole cock in her mouth. Her one hand supported her whilst the other pulled and stroked my balls, making them feel on fire with the need to cum. Like an idiot all I could do was moan and pant beneath the gag, I wasn’t supposed to enjoy, I was being held against my will. But this was the best cock sucking I had ever felt, and Mistress seemed to enjoy it. Even with the ring on I felt I was about to cum but she seemed to know when that was and pulled my balls away from my body stopping me. It had gone on for 15 mins and still she continued to torture me with her lips and tongue. She adjusted her position and placed a knee either side of my head so we were in a 69 position, it was now I noticed her thong was crotch less and her pink shaven pussy was about to pleasure itself on the ball gag. Now I’ve always been one to love the scent of a woman’s sex and Mistress’s was sublime. As Mistress sucked she slide her pussy back and forth over the ball gag pleasuring herself, getting very wet. Her juices running down the side of the gag and into my mouth, if the day was like this I wasn’t leaving. After a while it stopped, my balls were on fire not once had she let me cum, it was frustrating. “Enjoy that slave?” I nodded. “Good, now I will untie your legs, do not struggle.” There was no way I was going to do that I was in heaven, what was planned next I wanted to know. The leather restraints came off my ankles but the spreader bar stayed, then she did something stranger, my ankles were retied but to the headboard. My legs were up in the air and my ass exposed. One secured again Mistress put some pillows under my ass and left the room. It was a good half and hour before she came back, in the same clothes but this time with a long cape on, tied at the front. She walked to the side of the bed. “I would take the gag off but you’re still in training and you wont like this until you try it so for now I don’t want to her you complain”. With that she untied her cape and allowed it to drop on the floor, my eyes nearly popped out of my head. Around her waist was a strapon, looking at me mean, it was about 9’’ black and looked exactly like a cock, this wasn’t looking good. To be continued… Auburn Mistress Ch. 02 The red headed woman who stood over me had at first started off as a customer then quickly turned into a friend, how was I to know that she had other plans for me? I’ll get you up to date, we ad gone for a drink and whether she drugged my drink or I suddenly couldn’t hold much I found myself awake in her spare room dressed in her underwear, gagged. My hands tied to the headboard and my ankles tied at the same point exposing my ass to this beautiful older woman. Elizabeth, or Mistress as I was being forced to call her was stood over me dressed in thigh high boots with a wicked looking heel, stockings and Basque and she looked twenty years younger than her actual age, she was stunning. There was one thing about her stunning appearance that worried me greatly. Strapped around her firm waist and between her legs was a thick 9’’ realistic looking black cock, veins, bumps the lot! I so wanted to ask her not to do what she was planning but she had stopped that problem earlier by placing a ball gag in my mouth, all I could do was pathetically moan and grunt. Mistress just smiled down at me, in any other situation the smile would of made me melt, but here and now I was panicking. I had never been with such a forceful woman before and had never had anything up my arse. Mistress walked around the side of me, very slowly, with purpose, in a way I was wishing I were blindfolded. I closed my eyes to somehow escape what was happening to me, but each time I did so she pinched one of my nipples and squeezed. She wanted me to see everything. Mistress Elizabeth knelt on the bed between my spread legs, her hand moved up my strong thighs and began to stroke my cock which itself was bound within a tight harness. My 8’’ shaft was twitching and throbbing with her touch, I looked down to see her blood red fingernails closing around my shaft as she pumped slowly up ad down. I couldn’t believe it there was no precum, this woman was stunning by now I should of exploded over my chest. “Awww cant my little slut cum?” she asked in a teasing tone, “That’s my fault slut, you see the harness is tight on you, therefore stopping you from making a mess before the days out”. My eyes widened as I caught drift of what she meant, this evil bitch who was forcing me to call her Mistress wasn’t going to let me cum all day, that was torture enough. Her hand was feeling bliss despite the throbbing member that didn’t show signs of cumming. Then she stopped, so abruptly. From a bag on the floor she reached in and pulled out a small jar, slowly turning the top and keeping the label out of my sight she delved in provocatively with two fingers. The morning light allowed the fluid on her fingers to glisten right in front of me. With her left hand she went back to rubbing my trapped member while her right hand vanished towards my ass. Although I guessed what to expect the lub was cold on my puckered virgin anus, she circled her fingers around it and smeared the crack of my ass. “Hmm slut this looks just like a pussy, my pussy to use as I please”. It felt cold, but dam good. I had been with a few girls my age but Mistress Elizabeth was something else, even though I knew that she would hurt me someway I was happy to lie back feeling her touching my taboo area. But the good feeling had to end, and no matter how slow she tried to do it as her finger began entering my anus I tightened up. For the next twenty minutes all Mistress did was look into my eyes, rub my cock back and forth and finger my ass. Occasionally stopping to re lubricate her fingers. It started with one, then two and finally three, making me feel relaxed by taking her time. “Enjoying slut” even when Mistress abused me verbally she had a soft yet commanding voice. I had to admit I was enjoying, I was no way gay or even though of my ass being touched, but this was bliss, it would be heaven if only the mad kidnapping bitch let me cum. I nodded while my eyes rolled back in my head, humming through the gag. She stopped and sharply pulled her fingers from my pleasured hole, “Well slut it stops here, time for your training to continue”. From my position I couldn’t see a great deal but certain senses had been awake and my ass was pretty wanting at the moment, but only for her fingers. That’s not what I felt, I felt a bulbous head pressing at my virgin ass, or pussy as it was being named. “Relax slut, either way this is going to take away my babies virginity, so relax or it will hurt”. I understood what Mistress was telling me and tried to relax, easier said than done. Slowly she pushed forward as the head got wider and wider opening my anal passage and causing me great pain. Under the gag I grunted and moaned, I fought for breath and was sure I didn’t look good with my nostrils flaring looking for fresh air. My god it hurt, how the fuck could people be gay. Soon the widest part of the head started to enter me and with a small thrust from her it slipped in, my tight virgin anus closing around the shaft of the black cock. Nothing was said and Mistress knelt ever so still between my legs, her eyes closed taking in and enjoying my fighting noises of discomfort. As I started to quieten down she knew I was coming accustom to the size and soon she began pushing it deep, until I took all 9’’. Once I felt the fake balls against my ass she pulled out slowly to the tip. The drove in deep, out slowly, then drove it back in. Holy shit I was being fucked by this stunning older woman who I had once called Ma’am from a work point of view and now had to call her Mistress. She was sweating and her pale skin glistened with the bodily fluid, she was really getting into it, pumping back and forth taking away my dignity. Soon I found myself wanting it whenever she pulled out, I was pushing back into her, shit was I gay? no no I cant be this is against my will. My grunts and moans did nothing to slow her down. As the rampaging cock ravaged my anus her hand started pumping my cock and my balls were on fire. Eventually se slowed down and concentrated on my cock, wanking it and pulling it about. Every time I opened my eyes I could see her pointing my cock downwards into my face, the problem was I could feel my heavy balls burning with hot cum inside them. Then from nowhere I exploded. Through the tight cock harness and ring, it left the tip of my cock like a large, very large bolt of lightening. Cum splashed over my face and chest, it got in my hair, eyes and covered the gag that kept me silent. My chest was heaving and I struggled for breath, all Mistress Elizabeth could do was smile lovingly at me. With the strapon still deep in my ass she unbuckled it from her waits and retied it around my own waist leaving the 9’’ cock in my ass as she stood. I watched her moved to sit at the side of me, still smiling, happy with raping me. Even through the cum that covered my face I could smell her pussy, excited from what she had done. Leaning over me she kissed my sticky forehead and removed the gag. Now your thinking if I was here against my will I’d scream, in a way I wanted to but then I didn’t. I was exhausted and gasped for breath, but still Mistress had other ideas, her fingers scoped up the cum from my face and chest and she pushed it into my mouth. I tried to fight her with my tongue and push the cum back out but as my mouth was fairly full she put the gag back in and strapped it up, tight. To be continued… Auburn Mistress Ch. 03 Hmm what can I say about Elizabeth, or Mistress Elizabeth as I was now to call her. It's a long story how I got to where I am at the moment, but let me just point out I am 26 years old, tall, dark hair, good body. Mistress however is 43, also tall but with long auburn coloured hair, it framed her face, despite her years she looked early thirties and obviously kept herself in great shape. I never thought age mattered too much as long as two people were attracted to each other, and Mistress made men's head turn, no matter if they were 18 or 68. Of course looks weren't everything, Mistress had her own business, was intelligent and extremely powerful, her eyes drew me in when I first met her, maybe this is how I got myself into a position I wasn't sure I wanted to be in. It started when I was out for a drink with, Elizabeth as I knew her then, what I didn't know was my drink was spiked. Waking in the morning I found myself dressed up in women's underwear and made to experience things I never thought possible. But luckily my story did continue. When I had found myself vulnerable to her whims while tied to a bed she used my weakness against me, sex, she teased me that much I agreed to a deal. Endure the weekend, if I wanted to go after that I could, if I chose to stay I would always and forever be hers. ********** I awoke in the morning, my body ached and I struggled to open my eyes, the morning sun was trying to fight its way through the dark heavy curtains. My mouth was dry and I yearned for a drink of water to quench my thirst, I attempted to sit up when I found I could hardly move, as I looked around the room it dawned on me, I was still tied to Mistress's bed. Just the thought of it created a stirring in my groin, the moment my cock hardened it felt the soft silk that encased me, I was still wearing panties, stockings and a basque. As my cock grew longer and thicker touching the silk the thought of having a drink left me while I decided it was much more important to deal with the impending hardon, and how could I rub it to relive myself. With limited movement I could just about wriggle my body slowly to make some kind of friction, but my efforts were a waste of time I couldn't get enough friction to tease myself. I lay back, defeated, frustrated and annoyed. Time seemed to slow down and the house was empty, I did think about calling out to see if anyone was home but Mistress probably wanted that so instead there I lay, outstretched and tied on a bed, dressed up with a throbbing erection. Then at least an hour since I had woke the door opened and in walked my beautiful Mistress. She wore a silk robe that ended half way down her super sexy thighs. Under it looked to be just a pair of black panties and a black push up bra, highlighting her breasts. "Morning slave, I hope you slept well" she said taking a seat on the bed next to me. Her red painted finger nails traced down my chest, increasing my breathing. "Yes Mistress very well" I replied, I no longer even considered calling her Elizabeth, it was simply Mistress now. Her nails worked down over my stomach and stroked for a while, always teasing, always looking for a reaction. Each time I flinched from her tickling the corners or her mouth curled up into a smile. My breathing speeded up. "Remember slave" she hesitated as her nails began to trace lightly over the silk panties. "You promised me a weekend, that means I still have twenty four hours with you, do you remember", her voice as ever was powerful and seductive. I had been trying for an hour to excite my hardon now with the lightest of her touches my hips were raising off the mattress, trying to get a little more of her fingers. I could feel a little precum leaking onto the silk making the panties slick and sliding up my shaft. Mistress would slide her finger down the silk covered shaft, going lower and lower until she could apply a little pressure to part my balls. "You do remember slave?" she asked again. "Y-y-y-yes Mistress" I stuttered under my excitement. She smiled and quickly gripped my shaft and rubbed up my cock causing a little more precum to escape. Once she had again won a battle over my bodily functions she went back to just tracing her nails over me, her free hand was rummaging in a bag on the floor. She pulled up a black leather device, what its use was I didn't know. Her finger nails left my shaft, leaving me wanting more, that was until the panties were pulled down and my cock reviled. Her hands gripped my shaft , for a second she lingered, feeling it throb at her touch, feeling the warmth in her hand, enjoying her power, she knew a few jerks and she would have me covered in my own cum. The black leather item was slipped beneath my balls, I couldn't see what was happening only feel, but I knew she was moving my genitals around a fair bit, but being very gentle. By the time Mistress had finished there was a leather strap snug around the base of my balls, one parting my balls and a thick one at the base of my cock. All the touching had made my cock throb wildly, I needed to cum and soon. Mistress turned to face me and leant in close, I could smell her perfume and feel her breath upon me. "24 hours slave, your mine, but always trust me ok" she said softly. As I nodded her one hand that had been behind her back suddenly tugged and those three straps that were surrounding my genitals were all tightened. The pain at first was unbearable and because of the shock I failed to scream, instead I screwed my eyes closed and opened my mouth to try taking a breath. When I started to relax I opened my eyes, Mistress had enjoyed my discomfort, I could tell by the way she smiled. "Now come with me and behave of I will have to cane you into behaving". I was in a little pain and in no mood to argue, there was no doubt I was bigger and stronger than my Mistress, there was no way she could physically overpower me, but she didn't need to. I had been with her one day out of my agreed two and already she was in my mind. I carefully stood in my newly found female underwear and followed her out of the bedroom and downstairs. We passed through the hall, into the kitchen and stopped at an internal door, Mistress withdrew some keys and unlocked it, her hand on the handle ready to let us in. "Now slave" she said turning to face me. "If I am letting you in here it mans you are special to me, you will be frightened by what see. But in a days time you will walk fully dressed out of her back to the man you were" she kissed me soft on the lips a lingering kiss. "Of course you might want to stay". The lights clicked on as we walked deeper into the basement, there were no windows and the walls were covered in a sound proofing I had seen in recording studios. We continued to walk, my balls aching but when I saw what was down their the pain left my mind and wonder filled it. There was like a carpenters workhorse only the top was padded and covered in black leather. A large cross was covering the one wall, again padded. On the floor secured in the ground were many rings, the same covered the walls. There were boards with whip and toys hung from it and a wardrobe probably full of her dominatrix clothing. My cock stirred just seeing this stuff, finally me and Mistress were going to play and all day it seemed, I knew something's would hurt but this was a secret fantasy come true. Mistress no longer said anything, she didn't need to, I was lead over to a table, its top like everything else covered in leather. "Lie down" she spoke, her voice changed down here, it was more powerful, this was her empire. I lay my stomach across it and stretched my arms out, immediately my ankles were strapped to the back legs and my wrists to the front, my head was on some kind of cushion that raised it so I could only look forward. Mistress walked around me ensuring everything was tight, when finished she placed a blindfold on me and walked off back upstairs. Half an hour later she returned, walked up to me and pulled my panties down, cream was applied to my anus. Now yesterday was the first time anyone had been there and her finger felt so very good, even today as her finger slipped in with the lub it was nice. Something was different, her fingers felt a little wider and not as gentle as yesterday, I began panicking. "Now slave remember yesterday you sucked my strapon I think that today you should do the same" he voice made me relax once again and I heard footsteps in front of me. I imaged that long plastic cock inches from my lips, slowly I tried to look seductive and part my lips, I probably looked stupid but Mistress deserved me trying to play the game. "Oh that's perfect you look like a slut". The voice came from my side not in front of me, before I could ask any questions some thing entered my mouth, at first I tried to believe it was her strapon, but it wasn't so firm, it was soft like flesh. My tongue searched inside my mouth for answers and I didn't like what it came up with. I had a mans cock in my mouth, I was tied down there was nothing I could do, at first who ever he was began sliding freely in and out of my mouth, Mistress was purring in my ear to one side. I could hear clicks as if photos were being taken. The cock pushed deeper and I accepted my faith, my lips tightened and my tongue began licking the shaft and head in my mouth. I searched the thick cock head and my tongue probed the slit at the end, I was doing all I liked when a girl gave me head. All this did was my the man slide deeper into me, but I was enjoying it. Mistress positioned herself behind me and inched a strapon into my ass, stretching me, opening me. I was being pushed forward onto this strangers cock and I was loving it I was a slut. If I get enough feedback I shall continue...