2 comments/ 74799 views/ 1 favorites Grateful Slave By: slavegurl He was already laying in bed naked when I entered the room. A candle was lit and the faint sound of the ocean could be heard in the background. He had been waiting for me; and luckily, I was right on time. My master dislikes tardiness. It would have resulted in severe punishment. "You got here quickly; I am glad to see you are not late. I wouldn't want to have to mark that pretty little ass." "Yes, master." I said no more. It was not my place to speak unless he gives me permission. Aside from the pain of discipline, I want to please him. After all he was my master; I am his most willing and grateful slave. Ironically, just hearing the hint of punishment makes my pussy juices flow even more. Thinking of him already had me wet and the thought of him beating my ass makes me cream. "Get over here, slave, and take those fucking clothes off. I want to see my baby naked. I want to see that sweet pussy." As I was undressing, he grabbed me by the back of my hair and pulled me to the bed. I still had my panties on --a black sheer thong, which I know he loves. "Where do you belong, whore? Where does my whore belong?" "On my knees ready to serve you however you say master." I whispered. It was the only acceptable reply and I knew it. "That's a good little slut. Now show me how much you love serving your master. Suck my cock." "Oh yes master. Thank you master." It was what I came here for. Never before in my life had sucking a man's cock been so pleasurable for me. But then never before had I been a slave for any man. This was the role I had been born to; this was my destiny. I started slowly. He was lying on his back now; a slight smile on his face and his eyes were dark with desire. He has trained me well over our time together and I knew just how to please him. Ever on my knees, I crawled down to the bottom of the bed all the while running the tips of my fingers up his arm and across his shoulders. I stopped briefly to wet my fingers with cunt juice and gently tracing the outline of his nipples with the wetness. Then I licked it off. As I got to the bottom of the bed, I moved between his legs, still tracing my fingers down the sides of his body until I reached his feet. A good slave belongs on her knees at her master's feet and I was where I belonged. An anticipatory sigh escaped my lips. Then, silently, I started massaging one foot then the other, paying careful attention to each toe, every line and hill and valley on his feet. I followed my hands with my tongue, never taking my eyes off his face so he could see how much I enjoyed it. . As I worked my way up his legs with my mouth, I watched his big beautiful cock grow. The sight of it made me moan. He picked up on my anticipation; it matched his own. "I said suck my cock, slut. I want to feel that pretty mouth of yours on me." I eagerly complied with his order. Easing the red engorged head between my lips, I ran my tongue over the top of the head around to the back, pulling it out to lovingly rub it on my face. How I loved the taste, the look, the feel and the smell of that cock. Snaking my tongue in and out of my mouth, I softly licked the shaft as it was rubbing my cheeks. He grabbed his cock in one of his hands and my hair with his other hand and started slapping me in the face with his cock. "Is this what you want, slut? You want this cock in your mouth, don't you, slut." "Yes, master." "How do you ask, you little cocksucking whore?" "Please, master. please let me suck your cock. I live for it." I begged him and almost came as he shoved it in my mouth. I was vigorously sucking it, then I slowed the rhythm down to a slow, sensuous pace. Each stroke of my mouth brought more of his hard cock into my mouth. Suddenly, he grabbed me by the back of my head. "Suck it. I want to feel my cock on the back of your throat." His cock was so big it gagged me being shoved so abruptly down my throat. And I almost came! Actually, the force of all that dick in my mouth soaked my pussy. I was creaming and peeing at the same time and I left wet spots on the bed. "That's it, suck my cock like a good little whore, because that is what you are aren't you? My good little whore who knows how to please her master." Just as I thought I would explode for the want of him, he smiled. "Get up here, whore. Let me feel my pussy, let me feel how wet you are for me. That's my pussy isn't it. whore? Get up here and ride your daddy." "Oh yes, master. Thank you master!" I almost came as I mounted him but I knew better. My master likes to feel me ride him slow so he can feel every drop and every inch of my - his - pussy. So I endure the agony of wanting to come and not giving in to the need. I transfer my energy into pleasing him and I get a more intense pleasure in return. I ride slowly in time with the faint sounds of the ocean heard in the background and watch his face flickering in candle light. While sucking his cock, I heard nothing but his breath, I was aware of nothing but my service to him. It is such a turn on, the rest of the world fades away. Now, once again, it gradually returns as I concentrate on what I know he wants of me and not of my wants. As I serve him, he fulfills me. I ride him slowly and fell the bush at the base of that magnificent cock rubbing ever so slightly against my pussy lips. This sensation and the fullness of him inside me starts to overtake me again. I rock slightly forward with the up stroke and backward with the down stroke and he knows what is happening inside me. "You want to come, don't you, slut? Does my little slave want to come?" "Oh yes, master; please may I come? I NEED to come", I beg; and then I add before I forget myself and my place, "but only if it is what you want, master; I live to serve you and my pleasure comes from pleasing you." "Go ahead baby, come for daddy.... and I'll come with you." Heaven erupts inside me as I feel his jism flow into me and I explode with each spasm of his cock. As I have learned to please, so am I pleased. I can't even catch my breath. Another spasm of pleasure overcomes me, then another, then another. Each jerk of his cock brings another wave of orgasm. I am rising up inside myself with each wave and just when I think I can take no more, I drift down again like a feather, always in his arms, surrounded by his arms and safe. I have never know such pleasure, such love, or such trust before. I am his slave and I shall always be. I have no choice, nor do I want one. Grateful Slave's Reward I have been newly initiated into the pleasure of pain and submission. My master wanted me to write a story for the website but I am unsure of what is wanted of me. I only know I want to please. It all started with our first time together. I put my hands over my head in the middle of an orgasm and he held my arms up. It was so incredibly intense. Maybe I am a born slave and never realized it or never had anyone man enough to bring it out. Anyway, my master is so kind and so encouraging, but firm and disciplining at the same time. When I walk into his home, I must go over to him immediately, get on my knees before him with my hands behind me and ask how he would like me to serve him. This is so incredibly hot, I get wet just thinking about it. It takes all I can to keep my fingers out of his (it is no longer mine) pussy on the ride there. Of course, I cannot touch it without his permission, let alone cum. When I get there, I need to be fully prepared - diaphragm in place, thong on, easily accessible clothes with my hair down, just the way my master likes it. He likes my hair long and flowing so he can grab a handful of it. The first thing I MUST do is get on my knees and service that beautiful cock of his. He likes me to suck it slowly, ever so slowly, and all the way down my throat. "Show me what my pretty little mouth can do" he instructs me. I first wet my lips then I cover my teeth with my lips so I can apply constant pressure all the way down his shaft. Next, I slowly suck it on the way back up. After a little while of this, he lets me come up for air and smacks my face with that loving cock as I gently lick his balls and suck on the top of his thighs. Finally, I gently take first one of his balls then the other into my mouth and suck on them. "Oh yeah, that's it, you know what Daddy likes" he says as his cock starts throbbing. Just knowing this pleases my master has me dripping in anticipation. When he hears me moaning as I go down on that big stiff cock, he takes pity on me and takes me by my hair as I crawl on all fours to the bedroom. "Where do you want it slave?" "Wherever pleases you master." "You know you want this shoved in that hot pussy don't you, whore? Your my little cumwhore aren't you?" "Oh god yes!!!" is all I can manage. I have the most generous master in the world. Once in the bedroom, he bends me over and pays extra attention to the ass he loves. First, a few well placed smacks and he rubs in between untill he has me bright red and on fire for him. Next, he starts licking and sucking on my thighs and ass and especially the place right where my [his] legs meet the asscheeks. It is unbelievably erotic. When he knows I am completely aroused, he shoves that big cock inside of me doggy style. Very gently -- almost hesitantly at first for a few thrusts, then he rams the full lenght of it inside me and warns me not to come until he says so. "Don't you dare come whore until I say so." It is such sweet agony to want to come with the man I love, my master, fucking me for all I am worth and not being allowed to come. Then when he knows I can take no more, he asks me "What do you want whore, you want to come don't you?" I answer with a resounding "YES", and he tells me "Go ahead my baby, come for me, come all over that cock so you can lick that sweet pussy juice off", and with that i come over and over again. After I thank him for allowing me to have such a wonderful orgasm [I must never forget to thank him or it will result in him punishing me by denying me another orgasm], I then go down and greedily lick all that sweet pussy juice off his throbbing member. Only his cum tastes better to me than my own and he knows this and gets off on it. Sometimes I get so carried away, his cock looks raw after I am done sucking it. It is covered with marks almost like hickeys all over the head. Before I can finish his cock off in my mouth though, he orders me on my back and rams me again, this time from the front with my legs spread wide apart so he can get every wonderful inch of that stiff hot rod inside of me and he can feel every inch of his pussy wrapped around that cock. This whole time I play very gently with his nipples. After putting some spittle - and maybe some pussy juice - on my fingers I very gently circle his nipples. "Look at me, I want you to look at me when I am over you. Don't look down, I want to see you, I want to see you proud to be my whore, my little slave" he orders me. "Yes Master" is all I can manage to say. Then I lick his nipples with just the tip of my tongue at first and then hungrily suck on them until my master is on the edge of explosion. "What do you want, slut? Tell me what you want, you cocksucking whore! You're my whore aren't you?" "Yes, Master, I am your whore, only yours, all yours" "That's right, whore, and do you know why you are mine?" "Because you say so, Master." "That's right. Now tell me, what do you want, whore? Tell your Master what you want." "I want you to come. Please, Master, come. I need it. I need to know I satisfy you, I please you, that I am a good slave for you. I need that cum; it is my reward." I beg him. When i have begged him good and proper, he tells me to put my legs down, and he completely covers me with my legs inside his. I am totally subvmissive to him emotionally, mentally and now physically. He holds one hand over my throat and asks me, "You ready for that load, here it comes, baby; come with me.".. I hear him give that low moan-growl he always gives as his hot jism spews into an already soaked pussy. With him, I have the most intense orgasm anyone has ever given me. Feeling him ejaculate his load inside me and flooding and filling my womb sends me over the edge. It is so intense, I can hardly breathe, and each time his cock throbs as it empties into me I come all over again, it is one wave of pleasure on top of the other... almost too much to bear. I have been on the verge of blacking out from the sheer magnitude of it. As I calm down and catch my breath, he gently kisses my forehead, my nose, my lips, but holds me in place with his body as he tortures that poor spent pussy with his cock jerks. Each one sends a new ripple through my entire being. Just when I think it is over, he moves that cock again and i spasm again. I have no idea how he can continue to do that even after he has come. He is amazing. I have the most wonderful, talented and loving master in the world.