10 comments/ 61305 views/ 6 favorites Humilation at the Power Exchange By: chainedkitten11 Hi everyone! This is my first story ever and I really like it. I'm not sure I should continue though so please, read and rate, and if you have time please review! I'd like to get some assurance that I should continue writing! :) Thanks a lot! Love you all! ************************* Now that Elsie was here it seemed stupid to leave. What if someone notice the woman in the corner sneak out before she ever really participated? Besides, she had come here for a reason, and it wasn't just so she could sneak out moments later due to a bad case of nervousness. No. Elsie was going to stay, and experience one of the greatest sexual thrills of the San Francisco Bay Area, known as the Power Exchange. Elsie was a twenty year old accounting student who had recently learned that the dark desires she had had since she was a teenager was in fact a widely recognized form of sexual perversion, BDSM. After the posting of her own add on Collarme she found just what she was looking for. Which had led her to this first night at the infamous Power Exchange. The building was painted a florescent yellow which was odd compared to the wide dark street it sat on. A few streetlamps helped the customers see the sleeping bums before stepping on them. Barely one car would pass in a matter of minutes, because when it was this late out, everyone knew what was going on in the building with blackened windows. The bouncer had let her in at about 11pm and she gave over her long trench to the coat check. This was what she was supposed to do. Twelve hours ago Elsie received an email from her online Master. A man who she had never met before and who she soon would. Now that the time was coming up she was nervous, afraid even. What if he wasn't what she wanted? What if she failed him? What if he didn't like her? Cunt-girl, You will meet me at the Power Exchange this Saturday. You will be wearing the lacy white underwear set I sent you before, a white garter belt, and white thigh-highs. Heels. No shorter then four inches. White as well. I want your medium black plug firmly in your ass, and your vibrator, the cordless one, in your pussy. I will be checking. -R Now here she was, and the toys inside her made her all the more self conscious. Already men stared at her; it was easy to see the round ends of her plug and vibrator through her sheer panties. Men in towels around their waists watched her, many with their hands stroking their cock under the towels. Elsie was a good looking girl. A bit plain of face, but with soft skin, crazy long eyelashes and a woman's gorgeous hourglass figure, she couldn't be ugly. Years of skinny girls making her feel bad didn't stop her from being the sexy curved woman that real men crave. Luscious hips, a trim waist and huge breasts were all hers to claim. Her hair was a rich brown that curled down in soft waves past her shoulder blades, and her eyes a dusky brown and green mix. She stood out among the other women not only because she was alone and in all white, but also her figure separated her from the beautiful and skinny and the large and beefy women. Many women, and some men wore collars, thick banded leather and metal chokers around their necks. Some with rings; others with studs or words written on them to declare their state of 'owned'. Elsie was still nervous, holding the control for her vibrator in her hand, playing with it, like it was some kind of distraction to help her forget what was going on and the sexual energy that was already permeating the place. For a moment it worked, until she remembered she was playing with a control for a vibrator that was lodged in her pussy awaiting the ministrations of her Master. The thought made her cream a little into her panties. Suddenly, long fingered and strong hands turned her around and pressed her against the wall. The voice she knew so well from the phone and webcam sessions breezed into her ear. "Hello sweet pussy girl. Lets see if your ready for this, eh? Spread your thighs." So shocked, and truthfully, hot, Elsie nodded and spread her legs open some, when he clicked his tongue in disapproval over her lack of enthusiasm he used his own hands to push them apart. His dark brown fingers like a stain on her pure white skin. Ramsey was a second generation African American, making him as dark and delicious as her favorite chocolate. He had high cheekbones and a strong bone structure. His body was thickly corded with toned muscle, his nipples darker against their already dark background. He was well over six feet tall, and the boots he wore made him even taller. He was dressed in tight black pants, fingerless black gloves over his hands, and black army boots. Dog tags jingled slightly against his naked chest. "You've been waiting for me haven't you my good girl?" his voice was rich and deep, with a soft southern drawl that made her pussy wet and her legs tremble. "Yes." "What?" "Yes, um, Master." Being nervous and turned on at the same time had an effect on her speech, making Ramsey chuckle as he pressed his body against hers, pushing her more firmly against the wall. "Don't forget again pussy-girl or I might have to punish you." Swallowing hard, Elsie nodded while Ramsey ran his hands down from her shoulders to her hips, he hooked a finger inside her panties and stroked her ass. "Let's see if you obeyed me shall we?" His hands dipped farther and he slowly pulled her panties down over her ass, making her feel the soft fabric whisper over her in the promise of exposure. Just enough, resting on top of her thighs. He put a finger between her legs and pressed up against the end of her vibrator, making her gasp in surprise. "Vibrator, check." Sliding back towards him he grasped the end of her plug. "Anal plug, check." Giving it a twist she moaned and pressed against the cool wall, cooling her breasts and her flushed face. His hands moved on, swiping against the crotch of her panties. "And you're already creaming your panties? What a little slut you are. Looking forward to seeing your black master torment you publicly got your cunny so wet you've soaked your panties. I need to do something about that." Sliding her panties off all the way he stuck them into his pocket before turning her around. "Please... I don't..." In public without panties? Everyone able to see her dripping pussy? Elsie didn't think she could handle it and tried to hide behind her Master, receding into the shadow of the wall. "Please." Smiling, Ramsey just looked at her for a moment. Elsie was well aware that begging only turned him on all the more, and that deep inside she wanted this humiliation. Just like he wanted to give it to her, he wanted to feed his own sexual energy off her erotic humiliation. Knowing this, and him, as she did, Elsie went quiet. Smiling once more Ramsey unhooked her bra and let her tits fall out. Light pink nipples against creamy white skin. Leaning forward his tongue licked up her nipple and sucked on it, causing delightful moans. Hooking her bra over his belt he grasped her arm and pulled her up from the wall. "I know walking will be hard for you, especially in front of all these people. But keep your ass and pussy clenched. I don't want to lose a toy to the floor." Taking the control from her hand he examined it for a moment before turning her vibrator on to a low level before moving her a bit in front of him. "Now walk, to the room, up at your left." Burning with glorious humiliation, and with a great bit of difficulty she walked in her four and a half inch heels towards the room. She had to go slow, clenching her muscles as she walked. Elsie got many cat calls but at least no one touched her. Perhaps that had to do with the large and in shape black man that was so obviously her Master walking behind her. Giving the evil eye to anyone who thought about touching his white pussy. "In here." He motioned to the room she was to enter and then to a circular couch in the center of the room. "Lay upon it." Struggling, as sitting was hard with these toys in her, already made slick by her juices, Elsie managed to sit down and then lay down on the bed. The material sticking to her slick body. Ramsey just watched, along with a large crowd of men and women who lined the walls and filled the doorway. "Open your legs." Elsie complied. "Now, your going to lay there and not touch yourself, no matter what I do. And you are not to come without permission or I'll spank that pretty pussy of yours. Do you understand?" No words were necessary. Elsie just nodded. She closed her eyes for a moment; Elsie could feel the crowd's eyes staring at her exposed breasts and open pussy. She was going to be a good show with her legs splayed open the way they were. As she waited the vibrator jumped to medium speed, and for a moment she tried to close her legs, but Ramsey just slapped her thigh and she opened them again. The end of the vibrator was bobbing a little, moving in her pussy. Her cum leaked down over it, slicking the plug in her ass. Noticing this Ramsey moved in. Grabbing a pillow off a settee he stuck it under her ass and pushed her legs farther apart. While the vibrator work he slowly pulled out then pushed her plug back into her asshole. Elsie cried out when she realized what he was going to do to her. Being double penetrated by toys like this in front of so many was by far the most erotic and kinky thing she had ever done in her life. It made her pussy gush and her brain turn off. Unexpectedly he flipped the vibrator up onto high and the noise increased tenfold from it's motor. Elsie tried to grasp at something to ground her so she wouldn't come. Her eyes opened leadenly and she looked up at her Master. "Please." She whispered, "Please let me come." Ramsey looked up, arching a dark brow. "Who are you?" "I'm your cunt-girl Master." "Why do you serve me?" "Because I need your control in my life Master." "Whose pussy is this?" He punctuated the words with a quick spank to her mound. "Yours Master!" "Come slut." Switching his hand from the plug to the vibrator he plunged it in and out of her pussy while a mind shattering orgasm ripped across her body. Making her legs spasm and her delicate back arch. It lasted for a couple minutes, and he did not stop pumping her cunny. When it was over and she lay, sweat-slicked on the couch, he got up and slide the toys from inside her and lay them by her as he got on the couch with her to gather her up in his arms. The crowd quickly realized the show was over and moved on to two men face fucking and whipping a woman. Exhausted by her first outing and the ordeal he had put her through, Elsie looked up at her Master. He smiled, affection in his eyes and strength in the arms he wrapped around her, pulling her close to his chest and kissing her lips. "What a good girl." Though this first meeting and trial at the Power Exchange was over, their personal relationship was just starting, and neither one could be more pleased with the other. The Master for getting a willing and sweet submissive, and the submissive for getting a strong and gentle Master. Humilation at the Power Exchange Ch. 02 Hi there! For all of you who have followed me this is a continuation of Humiliation at the Power Exchange. IT does not take place at the Power Exchange but rather at Elsie's home. If you haven't read the first chapter I would recommend it, it will add much more hot sexiness to the story. Also, I really really really appreciate comments and rates. Even if they are short! Any comment is worth it! So thanks for your time and happy orgasms. -Chained ************* It would have been hard a few days ago to imagine the position Elsie was now in. Elsie was sweet, quiet and shy in a librarian with thick glasses way. Though now while lying on the bed, legs splayed, a breast popping out of her bra that image was the farthest away from what Ramsey was seeing. Whimpering, Elsie looked over at her black master, who was at the moment reclining in a chair before her bed. He was still dressed which only made her state of undress even more exciting to her throbbing cunt. Inside her pussy a thick pink dildo rotated. He could see the end peaking out of her puffy flesh and slowly turning inside her, the white g-string was pulled to the side as to not block his view. "Good girl, how does that plastic dick feel inside you? Good?" He voice was smooth and as dark as his skin. Its tremor vibrating over her sexually charged flesh. His thick fingers were rubbing over the crotch of his dark jeans, watching her without actually participating in the scene. Responding was hard, Elsie was too busy concentrating on the exposed parts of her flesh and wondering what he was going to do to her. There was no way he was going to let her off easy. Not after gently conning her into taking him to his home to continue their little play. In her car, while she had driven carefully back he had played with the pink folds of her pussy lips. Sometimes he fucked her with a thick black finger that so contrasted against her creamy skin. He made her drive with her legs splayed, and her little mini skirt pulled up high. When they had paused at a red light a group of semi-drunk jocks laughed out of their Jeep windows, making crude fucking gestures and one even holding up a piece of paper with his number on it. It made Elsie cream against Ramsey's fingers. Now that they were alone the sexual heights were leaping higher and higher. Knowing Ramsey demanded a response Elsie stuttered out, "Yes, it feels good, ah, please, ah, can I cum?" Ramsey snorted and stood up. Walking to the bed he pulled her legs further apart, the vibrations combined with her scent to put a thick cloud of sex smell in the room. Sliding his hand up her tummy and over her corset he leaned down and using his teeth he grasped each nipple one by one and popped them from her bra. Sliding his hand under her he unclasped her bra with deft fingers and tossed it away. Her white corset thrust up the flesh of her breasts to his gaze. "Keep rotating those hips slut." Sitting on the bed her grasped her right breast and started squeezing and massaging. "Keep fucking yourself slut, keep going." Elsie cried out. "Come on! Please! I need to cum! Please!" Ramsey just smiled and kept rubbing her breast. His deft fingers plucked her nipple, pulling away from her body till she let out a little cry from the pleasure of the pain. He rolled the nip between his fingers, plucking, pinching, pulling. Her little gasps of sexual mania drove him to abandon her breast. His hand traveled back down her body to her cunt. Grasping the end of the vibrator he pulled it out slowly, then thrust back in just as slowly. In an age old movement her hips followed his motion, helping him to impale her on the pink plastic dick. In and out, in and out, so slow at first. It wasn't for a good twenty strokes before he increased the pace. With a shuddering breath Elsie's hand's closed on Ramsey's arm. Intimately connected to his movement and her own, she lowed up into his face. "Faster, please." Ramsey seemed to consider it before grinning and starting to pound her with the vibrator so hard that it rocked her against the bed. "Ahh!" Her cry ripped through the apartment and a gush of pussy juice coated the vibrator and his hand. "That's a good cunt, keep going, soon you can cum. But the price of cumming is high. You may decide you don't want to cum." "No, no, I do, I do want to cum, please allow me to do so Master. I can't hold out much longer." Her plea was desperate and came straight from her sex-infused brain. Juice continued to coat everything, including the bed as her pussy instinctually responded to the female's position to this male. "If you insist. But the price I demand is a cock sucking. Not just a normal cock sucking, but I want you deep throating my dick in the alley besides this apartment. I want you on your knees, topless with only a g-string on and kneeling in the muck. Your hands will be cuffed behind you and we will not be in the deepest dark of the alley, but in the front, near the street. Do you agree cunt?" Normally Elsie would never have agreed, her pussy though over-rode her brains logical decision. "Yes!" She fairly screamed. With a sharp slap to her tit he looked down at her. "What did you say pussy girl?" "I... I mean, yes Master." Her breathing was hard, her big breasts heaving, the tips at full peak. "May I cum master?" Ramsey watched her struggle with her own body before smiling and nodding. "Yes cunt, but cry out loud enough for all the apartments around you to hear you." Bending down he sucked her nipple into his mouth and sucked hard, biting and flicking it with his tongue. Elsie's scream rattled the walls. And went on for a good twenty seconds. It wasn't hard to reach the decibels he wanted. And when he didn't stop pumping into her like she expected, her orgasm just came and came and came with no end. Above her someone banged on the floor. Below her someone knocked a broom against the ceiling. And across the hall a door opened and a male voice sounded "Close your mouth bitch!" Laughing, Ramsey sat up, letting go of the vibe but letting it buzz some more inside her. "Now you're neighbors know what a slut you are." He continued to grin while Elsie blushed in shame. But a fresh coating of cunt juice soaked her used pussy. Though her face was red she sat up, letting the vibrator go. "About my promise... you didn't mean it did you?" "Oh slut, yes I did. Come now, strip. You must fulfill your promise. Oh, and remember to leave the g-string on." Standing he crossed his arms and waited. Slinking across the bed, Elsie stood on unsteady legs and before she could stop it the vibrator slipped from her pussy and hit the floor. "Ah, I see someone is a little juicy." Her blush deepening Elsie looked down at it. "Come now, strip slut. With weak knees Elsie reached for her corset strings. Slowly she undid them, pulling the corset apart enough to let it drop over her waist to the floor. The g-string she put back in place, even though it was quickly coated. "Do you want me to take off my shoes too?" "No slut, the whore-heels can stay. Now put this on." Reaching to his black bag of goodies, Ramsey pulled out a long silver chain with two clothespin type clips on each end. Handing the chain to her he waited as if she knew what he wanted. "What is this for Master?" "Your pert nipples." Ramsey shook his head at her naiveté. "It looks like it will hurt." Thoroughly unconvinced, Elsie looked up at him. "That is the point." He tapped his foot in masterly impatience and Elsie hurriedly grabbed each globe and clamped her own nipples to each other. When she was done she looked up at him. "Good job slut. Now put on this trench and let's go down for your final exposure of the evening. I can't wait to see our pink lips around my black cock. And you better lick me for all your worth. And I expect my balls to be tended to." Grasping her shoulder and making sure the trench covered her they left her apartment. "Prepare to eat a gallon of black-man cum."