0 comments/ 50926 views/ 4 favorites My Slave By: Ed Pat and I have been married for a long time and she has found out that our relationship is the best, on all levels, when she is my slave. Well, I submitted some nude pix of my slave to Voyeurweb and showed them to Pat when they were posted, and showed her the feedback, which was great. She got really mad at me for posting the pix. The feedback was great but that didn't matter. I didn't see the big deal, since they were taken on a nude beach in the Carribean, and I can do what ever I want with my slave. She agreed but she was still furious. To try to smooth things over, I promised to do what ever she wanted to make it up to her. Pat demanded I be her slave for 5 days, one day for each of the 5 pix I posted. She got to pick what days. 5 days seemed like a lot to me but I had already agreed to whatever she wanted. She also made me promise that whatever happened, I would not hold it against her when she became my slave again. Pat said this is day one and immediately took me into the bedroom and pulled off her pants. She got on all fours on the bed, stuck her ass in the air, and said lick everything. I spent the next 30 minutes licking her pussy and ass until she decided it was time to let herself cum. I've licked her ass before and Pat knows I don't like doing it, but she loves it. The last time was about six months ago after going out to dinner. We had an agreement that I would be her slave if I could pick what she would wear. I made her wear a very sheer stretch knit top. She doesn't like wearing it without a vest because you can see the brown of her nipples thru it. I made her wear it anyway and paid the price when we got home. Well, after Pat had cum she told me to drop my pants and masturbate myself. She watched me and after I came she said we were done for now. The next Saturday was the 2nd day Pat had me as her slave. I had an idea she had something planned but I didn't know what. Our teenage son was going out of town for the day with a school group. I drove him to his school for the trip about 8:00 in the morning. When I got back I had to strip and do all of Pat's housework. By early afternoon I was getting tired of running around naked doing vacuuming and other housework. I was pretty much done and Pat told me to take a shower and shave. She was hanging up the phone and smiling when I came out of the bath and said she had a surprise for me. I had to get our bondage stuff out and she tied my arms and legs to the bed posts. She didn't tie me real tight but I couldn't reach quite far enough to untie myself. Pat said she was going out for a couple of hours and that company might come over. I tried to ask her who but I just heard the door close and her car start up and go down the driveway. About 20 minutes later I heard a car come up the drive and I could tell from the sound it wasn't Pat's car. Someone came in the front door. I heard footsteps approach the bedroom and saw that it was Pat's friend Cathy. Cathy is cute but a little bit of a bitch. She went thru a nasty divorce a few years ago. Her husband was a real asshole and treated her like shit. After finding out he was cheating on her she divorced him. She hasn't gotten over it and has a lousy attitude towards guys. Cathy is fairly good looking but not great. She is about 5'6' tall and fit with short bushy brown hair and small tits. Cathy and Pat are workout partners at the gym to and they talk about everything. Cathy knows that Pat is my slave sometimes and that I make Pat do things she doesn't want to. I will have Pat wear short skirts without panties, go braless with a see thru blouse, or suck my cock sitting in the car in a parking lot. Cathy hates the idea of a man being in charge and I think she resents me because Pat is willing to do it. Sometimes I make Pat wear a really revealing top to the gym just to piss off Cathy. Well, here I am, completely naked and tied to the bed when Cathy comes in the room. She tells me that Pat is at her house babysitting her two kids. I asked what she was doing here and she told me she was doing Pat a favor. I asked what the favor was and she said it was doing whatever she wanted to. She came over and loosened the knot where one arm was tied to a bed post. I thought she was going to untie me and was satisfied with the embarassment I was feeling at her seeing me tied up naked. Instead she pulled it tight and tied it off again. Then she did the same to my other arm and both legs. I was stretched tight to all four bedposts and completely helpless. She said she liked seeing me like that. I was a little scared but couldn't keep from getting turned on also. I started getting a hard on and Cathy pulled off her sweat pants. She had a long shirt on and it covered her so that I couldn't see anything. At this point I wanted to see her pussy and little tits. The first thing she did was climb up and sit on my face. She told me to eat her pussy and I told her to kiss my ass. She slid down and sat on my chest. Then the bitch slapped me as hard as she could on the face and while I was still gasping she reached back, grabbed my balls, and started to squeeze them. I thought I was going to puke. Cathy said that I better understand who was in charge and do what I was told. I got the message real quick and nodded my head. She climbed back on my face and my tongue went right into her pussy. She sat there holding the headboard and pumping my face until her pussy hair was burning my cheeks. She had gotten wet real fast and she was all over my face. When Cathy finally stopped I didn't think she had cum but I asked her anyway. I was hoping she had and that she would leave. She said she would cum when she was ready and that it would not be for a while yet. Cathy told me she knew the things I didn't like to do and she would not be finished until I had done them all and more. Cathy slid down, put my cock in her pussy and began to fuck me. She pulled off her shirt and leaned over and had me suck her tiny nipples while we fucked. Her tits and nipples were small but they got very hard. When I started to lose control she started smiling. I was hoping she was going to cum. I shot my cum in her and she stopped and just sat there. Then she said she was going to do something she wished she could do to her ex-husband. Her husband used to grab her by the hair and jerk off into her face and she hated it. If she complained he smacked her around. Cathy said she always wanted to see a man with his own cum all over his face. With her pussy dripping with my cum she turned around into a 69 position and sat back on my face. She told me to lick her pussy and her ass. She kept sliding up and down so I had to lick everything. I tried to lick her clit as much as possible to try to make her cum. Every time I would start to get her close she would move so that all I could lick was her asshole. I tried not licking her ass and the bitch grabbed my balls again just to give me a message. Her pussy, ass, and my face were one big wet mess when she finally let herself cum. Then she was all over my face with a tremendous orgasm. I was gasping for air when she finally got off my face. Then she lined her pucker hole up with my mouth and said lick me slowly. She lay there in her afterglow with me slowly licking her asshole for the next five minutes then got up without saying a thing and went into the bathroom and took a shower. She came out and got dressed. By this time I had been tied up for over 2 hours and had to pee really bad. I asked her to untie me so that I could go pee. She said no. I said she could tie me up again when I finished. She said no. I begged her and asked what she wanted to untie me. She laughed and said she would untie me if I would be Pat's slave for 2 more days. I told her no way. She sat down in a bedroom chair and said she was going to sit there unitl I peed on myself or changed my mind. She picked up a magazine and started reading. After about 5 minutes I agreed but Cathy said that now it would cost me 5 days. All I could do was agree. When I came out of the bathroom Cathy smiled and told me that Pat had told her to untie me before she left but that she would tell Pat what I had agreed to. I almost called her a bitch but thought better of it. Cathy left and I got washed up and dressed. A little while later Pat got home. She walked in the door, smiled and thanked me for the 5 extra days. Pat said that Cathy thought I was a damn good slave and was looking forward to helping with my punishment. My Slave My Slave I trust this letter finds you well. A room has been reserved for you at the St Ermins Hotel, just down from New Scotland Yard for this coming Thursday. You are to take the afternoon off from work and travel up to London on your bike. You should arrive at the hotel no later than 4.00pm. You will be available for work on Friday if you wish. You will not require any luggage. You will wear your leathers to travel up to London with only your favourite underwear underneath. I will know if you disobey me. You will park your bike at the hotel and check in. You will find further instructions in your room. I look forward to seeing you again Master You re- read the letter over and over, a mixture of emotions running through your brain. It's true that you enjoy being his slave, submitting to his will. But the defiant streak in you wants to break free, to disobey, but is that only because you enjoy the punishment he gives? Your stomach tightens as you succumb to your desires. You know deep down that you will go. What has Master planned this time? You arrive at the hotel at 4.15, despite taking several risks and exceeding the speed limit you are late. You know that he despises lateness; you also know that your excuses about the traffic will fall on deaf ears. Having parked your bike you walk up the steps and into the lobby. Taking your helmet off you approach reception and give your name. The lady behind the desk gives you a card to fill out with your details, having done this she hands you a key and an envelope. Your room is 216 she explains second floor and right out of the lift. You walk toward the lift opening the letter as you go. Welcome Alice I will know what time you have checked in, reception here are very efficient and they will tell me. I hope for your sake you arrived at or before 4.00pm. You know how I abhor lateness. In your room you will find the clothes you are to wear tonight. Prior to dressing you will prepare yourself fully. At 6.45 pm you will be in the lobby of the hotel, do not be late. The doorman will know you. He will call you when your taxi arrives. Until later Master The reminder about your lateness sends your stomach rolling over; you know that you will be disciplined later. You kick yourself mentally for not leaving just that little bit earlier. In betrayal of your mind you feel the heat between your legs as your body responds to the thought of your Master's hands smacking your bottom. The lift doors open and you step out onto the second floor. The room is easy to find, the electronic key slips into the lock and the door clicks open. Pushing the door open you step inside. The room is cool and smells fresh, on the bed there are some clothes. A simple black dress which you think will probably stop just above the knee. The dress has no sleeves. There is a box which on opening you discover a black lacy bra and a black silk thong. There are black hold up stockings and at the foot of the bed a pair of black court shoes with a three inch heel. A smaller box catches your eye on the bedside table, rushing over you open it. Inside there are two items, firstly a black silk choker, a new collar for you to wear. Secondly there is a small vibrator, a note says "I have the remote with me!" You check your watch, you still have plenty of time. You strip off your leathers, and realize that the effect of the motorbike ride and the anticipation of the evening to come have made your pussy very wet. Pulling the thong over to one side you gently touch yourself, your clitoris is enlarged and very sensitive. You know that you shouldn't and that if Master were to find out he would be furious, but you cant help yourself, your fingers are already probing inside your hot channel. You lie on the bed, your fingers pumping your pussy, your other hand snakes down across your belly and begins to massage your clitoris. The feeling is amazing as your orgasm begins to build. Your fingers move faster and deeper inside you, you can hold back no longer as with a load moan you come hard, your juices gushing out on to the bed. You lie there for a while as you come down from the peak. Slowly you get up from the bed and move into the bathroom, you start to run the bath and notice the oils and bath foam lined up neatly on the shelf. You know what your Master likes and what you need to do. A smile crosses your lips as you think of Masters cock deep inside your ass. You reach for the enema and begin your bathing ritual. Wrapped in a large towel you walk back into the bedroom, and notice the wet patch from where you lay earlier as you climaxed. There is no way that Master will not notice that, and you did not have permission to come. "Shit shit shit" There is no time to worry about it now, you are running a little late again, quickly you slip on the thong and place the small vibrator in place, the bra and stockings next and finally the dress. It fits every curve perfectly. Finally you step into the shoes; the heels push your calves up, giving extra shape to your legs. You check out how you look in the full length mirror, your hair, oh my god in the rush you had all but forgotten about your hair. Quickly into the bathroom and using the hairbrush that Master has left you brush your hair so that it hangs gracefully down over your shoulders. The collar goes on next and the ensemble is complete, once again you check your look in the mirror. You walk into the lobby from the lift, heads turn to stare at you, you know you look good and sexy, the admiring glances serve to heighten your state. You sit down near the doors. You watch as taxis drop off their fares outside the hotel, you check your watch, its not quite 6.45. A taxi draws up outside, the driver speaks to the doorman who looks through the glass. He walks through the doors and approaches you. "I believe this is your Taxi, miss" He helps you in and you sit back. You notice the meter isn't on and as if the driver can read your mind, he turns and says "Some geezer stopped me and told me to pick you up, paid me as well" You smile at him and wonder if your Master has said anything about you to the driver. "Where are we going?" you ask. "He said you'd ask, but 'e told me not to tell you either, said you liked surprises, he told me to be there at 6.50 on the dot and to call him on his mobile if you weren't there." "You didn't call did you?" you ask with thoughts racing through your head of what Master would do if he found out you were late. "Nah, you was on time so there was no need. This man then, he some relation is he?" "No he is no relation, and to be honest it's none of your business" you say with a steely voice but a smile playing on your lips. The cab slows down outside a restaurant "Here we go then Miss, Enjoy your evening" You smile your thank you as you step out of the cab. The small device next to your clitoris suddenly buzzes into life, causing delicious sensations to run through your pussy. With difficulty you turn and as steadily as you can walk into the restaurant. "Good evening madam" purrs the hostess, "do you have a reservation?" "Err no" you reply, "I'm meeting someone" "I'll take it from here Natalie" a mans voice from behind you "Your table is this way madam." He walks past you and you follow. As you approach the table I stand to greet you, smiling. The Maitre d pulls your chair out and you sit down. "Thank you" you smile at him and as he leaves your eyes raise to mine. "Good evening Master. Do I meet with your approval?" "Good evening Slave, you look perfect, the dress fits you well" I reach into my pocket and put a small unit on the table, "This controls the device you are wearing, I will use it randomly throughout the evening. However you will not achieve orgasm until I say, do you understand?" "Yes Master" you reply, wondering whether it would be better to tell Master now that you have already had one orgasm earlier, or let him find out later when he sees the wet patch on the bedspread. Maybe it would be dry by the time you got back to the hotel. "I have taken the liberty of ordering your meal for you, I trust you don't mind" "No Master that is fine, I know that I will enjoy anything you decide for me tonight" you reply with a coy smile playing on your lips. I reach for the small control unit and press the button, again the small device next to your clitoris buzzes into life. Your mouth opens slightly as the feelings intensify; you grip the arms of the chair as your breathing becomes shallower. Your eyes close slightly as you feel the wetness grow in your pussy. The waiter approaches with the first course, so I take my finger off the button, you lick your lips as the vibrations stop and adjust yourself in the seat. The waiter places your plate in front of you and looks appreciatively at you; he places the second plate in front of me. You look back at the waiter and smile. "Madam" he says with a small nod of his head as he moves away from the table. "Mmm, maybe I should invite him back to the hotel later so he can find out what my slave is really like, should I do that?" "No!" "No what?" I snap back "No Master, please don't, I am your slave for you to do with what you will, please don't give me to another" "But you're flirting with him, he likes you, I can see that, I will think about it" "Please Master, don't" "Alice," I say softly, "as you have just pointed out, you are my slave and will do what I want, now eat your meal." I know that I have no intention of inviting the waiter back to the hotel, but it's all part of the plan for tonight. The first course finished the waiter returns and clears the plates and pours more wine. "Master?" "Yes Alice?" "May I go to the toilet please?" "No Alice you may not" "But Master, I need to go" "Are you arguing with me young lady?" I say as I reach and press the control unit sending more vibrations coursing through your pussy. The feeling of your full bladder coupled with the vibrating unit is causing unbelievable sensations, pain and pleasure. "No Master" you gasp. "Good." "When the vibrations stop, then you may go to the toilet." "Yes MMmaster." I watch you closely to ensure that you neither come nor wet yourself. For a minute or so neither of us speaks. Finally I switch the unit off, and say, "You may now go to the toilet my little cock slut, but no playing with yourself in there." "Thank you Master, may I be excused?" "Yes" I reply standing up and moving behind you to pull the chair out to assist. I watch as you walk away from me towards the ladies, I return to my seat and just before you reach the door I press the button again and then let go. I watch as your step falters. As you return to the table I again rise to greet you, and assist you with your chair. The waiter pours more wine and asks if we are ready for our main course. I tell him we are. He goes away and reappears carrying our meals. His eyes are fixed on you, its clear he likes you, but you do not acknowledge or encourage him this time, fearful that I might carry out my threat. We concentrate on our meals, passing the occasional comment to each other, the small unit next to your clitoris has been set to low and continues to pulse lightly, not enough to cause intense sensations but enough to keep you in a constant state of arousal. The main course over I call for the bill and suggest to you that you might like to visit the ladies again. Once outside I call a cab and speak to the driver I open the door for you and help you inside. As the cab pulls away I slide my hand up your leg and touch you through the thin silk of your thong. I can feel how wet you are. I put my wet fingers to your lips and obediently you take them in your mouth to clean them. The cab stops and I get out, I assist you to leave the cab and I pay the driver. We are standing outside the hotel; your motorbike is parked nearby, gleaming in the light from the hotel lobby. We enter the hotel together, I instruct you to go to your room and prepare, I turn and walk over to reception. As the lift doors close you see me talking to the young lady who checked you in. Your stomach starts to turn over, as you remember that you were late checking in. You enter the room quickly and slip the dress off; hanging it up in the wardrobe, you quickly check your look in the mirror before disappearing into the bathroom. Master likes you to smell fresh. You know you have to hurry, you must be on the bed when he arrives. A quick brush of your hair and back into the bedroom, you lie back on the bed with your arms down by your sides and wait. It is not long before the door opens and your Master walks in. I am carrying a small overnight bag, which I put on the unit next to the TV. "Stand up," I say without turning round, "you may undress me" "Yes Master." you reply standing up off the bed and walking over to me. You drop to your knees and begin with my shoes and socks, placing the shoes neatly together with the socks inside. You stand up and slide my jacket off my shoulders, placing it on the bed. You undo my tie and shirt, removing the cufflinks last before that too joins the jacket placed on the bed. You reach for the belt on my trousers and unbuckle it, sliding it out of the loops, then having undone my trousers you slide them down my legs and I step out of them. You start to pull at my boxers but I grab your hair and pull you up. "I don't think so, not just yet, don't you have something to tell me?" I ask as you gasp with the force I exert on your hair. "Sorry Master" you whimper "What should I have told you?" "What time did you check in?" "About 4.15 Master" "And what time did I tell you to check in?" "No later than 4.00 Master" "So you were late and thought you could get away with it" "No Master I didn't thin..." "No excuses, pass me my belt" I let go of your hair and you reach over to the bed and pass me the belt. "Now hang the rest of the clothes up" You start to hang the clothes up on a hanger from the wardrobe. I undo the bag and take from it a length of cord. "Come here and turn round, put your hands behind your back" As you comply I tie your wrists together tightly so that you gasp as the cords bite into your flesh. "Kneel down" As you kneel down you look up at me, defiance gleaming in your eyes. I sense that unless I act quickly you will start to rebel. I grab hold of your hair and force your head back. "So slut, you thought you could get away with not telling me?" I twist your hair round my fist so that it's even tighter and pull you up so you are standing in front of me, I push you forward so that your knees are pressed against the bed. So that you don't fall, you kneel on it. I roughly push your head down onto the duvet so your backside is now up in the air. "Stay like that and take your punishment bitch" As I take the belt and fold it in half, I notice that the thong has slipped in between your pussy lips which are pink and exposed. I raise the belt and bring it down hard onto your buttocks, as the leather hits your flesh you scream, the noise reverberating round the room. "If you scream again slave I will be forced to gag you, do you understand?" "Y Y Yes Master" Thwack! The belt comes down hard again; a red stripe is evident from the first lash. After six hard strokes, I reach forward and rub the round globes that have bright red weals over them, caressing and kneading them. I walk round to the side of the bed and sit down so that I am near your head. I whisper to you, "Is there anything else that my slut deserves punishment for?" "Yes Master," you reply "I brought myself to an orgasm earlier without your permission, and I'm sorry Master" "Why did you that?" "I'm truly sorry Master; it's just that at the thought of spending a night with you, I got so horny that I felt that unless I came I would explode." "I see. And did you not stop to think how your blatant disobedience would make your Master feel?" "I was driven by my lust for you Master...I, I knew that what I was doing was wrong, but I just couldn't help myself. I'm so sorry Master." You sound sorry, I think to myself. Or perhaps you are just scared about what I might do to punish you. In reality, you have done yourself a favour by confessing. I had noticed the slightly stained patch on the duvet whilst you were on your knees removing my shoes. I had given you the opportunity to own up, and you had done so. I get up from the bed and move round behind you. Taking a firm grip on your shoulders I pull your body gently upwards until you are kneeling upright again. Still behind you I smooth your hair; as my hands move down your neck I can feel how tense you are, knowing that the time for disciplining you further is not far off. Finally, I speak. "Well, you're a good slave for admitting your transgression to your Master, but it cannot go unpunished can it, my sweet little slut?" You shake your head slightly. "No Master." "Hmm, let me think...How can I teach my little cock slut a lesson...?" I wonder to myself aloud as I cross the room. I sift through the bag on the cabinet searching for something to focus your attention. I glance over towards you to find that you have turned your head and are looking in my direction. "Face the front slave!" I bark, and your head snaps back into position as though it is on elastic. I pull from the bag a miniature black leather paddle. Only about eight inches long, but it delivers a wicked sting when used correctly, particularly on sensitive parts of the body. Just right for teaching my little slave to think very carefully before touching herself without My permission. I walk over and stand behind you again, then slowly reach round in front of you with the paddle, stroking it down your chest between your breasts; I drag it around your stomach in a circle, watching your muscles tighten, expecting me to strike. I pull the paddle up again on the same route, watching your breasts rise and fall as your breathing becomes shallower with your anticipation. I place the leather rectangle next to you on the bed, and gently pull at the bonds on your wrists, loosening them until they fall away. "Turn around and lay back on the bed. Legs apart, raise your knees up, and put your hands behind your head." You do as you're told, shifting quickly into the desired position like a good little slave. I stand and savour the sight of you laying there, spread out before me. Your pussy lips are pink and glistening – I know from experience that merely the sound of my voice, my orders, can cause you to become dripping wet. It almost distracts me for a moment, but there will be plenty of time to play with you once the punishment has been administered. "Now then slave; if you will insist on letting your hands stray to areas that you know must not be touched without my permission, then I think the best course of action is to give you a punishment that you will think of whenever you find those hands wandering. Don't you agree slut?" You wet your lips and swallow nervously. "As you wish Master. You know what is best for Your slave." I smile to myself. It's amazing how obsequious you will be when on the brink of punishment. I pick up the paddle, and with no further warning, strike the inside of your left thigh. You gasp, and a bright pink mark begins to appear straight away. "Only five more for this leg my sweet, and then the other gets the same treatment. If you move out of position or cry out, the stroke will not count. Do you understand?" "Yes Master." Your voice is a whisper. I know how much you fear thigh spanking, and how difficult this is going to be for you. But that makes it a good test of obedience as well as a punishment. My Slave Crack! The second stroke sounds incredibly loud in the confines of the room. Fortunately (or perhaps unfortunately for you) I have a pretty good aim, and I landed the stroke further along your thigh towards your knee, slightly overlapping the first. I lay on the next two in quick succession, again overlapping them slightly towards your knee. Your whole body jumps as the paddle lands, but your hands stay put, as does the position of your legs, and you don't make a sound. I stroke the paddle over your reddened flesh and see you wince slightly and grit your teeth. I tap the leather gently on your skin, letting the tension build, then suddenly with another crack! I lay the final lash directly across the already tender area. You gasp again, and force your legs wider apart in order for you to stop yourself from closing them. I repeat the procedure with your other leg, but this time start closer to your knee and work my way back. In between the strokes I take a few short moments to watch your thighs tremble as you struggle not to move, and to listen to your loud breathing as you try not to cry out. You have obviously focussed yourself on lasting through the punishment, and your concentration has worked. "Well done my sweet little slave. You have pleased me. Stay there just a moment longer." I reach out and gently brush a few strands of hair away from your eyes. "Don't worry my sweet. Your punishment is over and you are forgiven," I say as I notice the slightly worried expression on your face. I walk to the mini bar and take out a bottle of still mineral water. I pick up a glass and return to the bed. I roll the ice cold bottle over your still-smarting thighs, and you moan at the calming effect of the low temperature on your hot skin. "Does that feel good slave?" I ask, all ready knowing the answer. "Oh yes thank you Master," you sigh happily, and wriggle slightly, but you don't move out of the position that I ordered you into earlier. "Sit up," I say, and climb on to the bed behind you. I open the bottle of water and half fill the glass. Reaching my arm round to your front I put the glass to your lips and tell you to drink. We have a long night ahead of us, and I don't want you becoming weak and dehydrated. I want to be able to enjoy my slave to the full. With my help, you slowly sip the water until the half glass is empty. You lick your lips and say softly, "Thank you Master." "You're welcome, my slave." I can sense that you are calm and relaxed now; it's time to start playing. I gently unhook the bra and slide it down your arms and off, casting it to one side. Still behind you I idly play with your left nipple – my fingers are cold from holding the chilled bottle, and it soon becomes hard under my touch. I turn my attention to the other, watching with a smile as it too stiffens from my ministrations. You moan softly with the pleasure from my gentle caress, and I notice your hips rising and falling, ever so slightly, as you become more aroused. I get off of the bed, and pull a chair out from the small dressing table. I place it at the foot of the bed and sit down. You remain on the bed, facing me. "It seems that I made a good choice with the lingerie – you look absolutely delectable. However, I would like to see you naked now. Take it off for me slave." With a wicked grin on your face, you crawl; cat like, to the foot of the bed where you stand on the floor only a couple of feet away from me. You place a foot on the bed and start to slowly roll down the hold up stocking. You run your hands over your thigh, obviously enjoying yourself as well as the little show that you're putting on for me. All too quickly the garment is removed, and the only thing that stops my disappointment is the fact that I get to see you do it all again. You start to repeat your actions, slightly bolder this time, and more sexual – if that's possible. The stockings gone, you stand before me in just the thin silk thong. You teasingly hook your fingers in the waistband and start to inch the material down, agonisingly slowly, but intensely erotically. I'm a proud Master as I watch your display. I know that you have the capacity to be extremely shy, and I have spent some time training and helping you to realise your sexuality, to become the powerfully sensual, sexual person that I see before me. Finally the last item of clothing (if something that small can really be referred to as such) is discarded on the floor, and you are completely naked in front of me. I stretch my arm out and slide my hand between your legs...I see your eyes close as my finger gently strokes across your outer lips... "Look at me slut. You are to look directly into my eyes..." I see a slight blush on your face as your green eyes meet and hold the gaze of my blue ones...I continue to explore your pussy gently with my first two fingers. When I am satisfied, I stand up and hold my index finger to your mouth. Straight away you start to suck contentedly until it is completely clean of your juices. The other finger I put to my own lips, and savour the taste of you, my sweet slave. "Back on the bed my slut. Your Master has a task for you." You shuffle back on to the bed, and shift around so that you are kneeling. Your legs are apart, and your hands behind your back, as I have taught you. "Now, I have taken great care, and time, in training you to discover your own sexuality. I have helped you to learn what feels good for you. Would you agree slave?" "Yes Master." You don't hesitate to reply, and nod your head as if to reinforce your answer. "Good. Then your Master wants to see what the results of his training have been. I will sit on this chair, while you entertain me. Play with yourself for me. You may touch yourself anywhere that you like – take yourself right to the edge, but do not come. Do you understand?" "Yes Master." "When you feel that your orgasm is near, you will tell me, and I will decide your fate from there." "Yes Master." I seat myself back on the chair. "Begin the show, my sexy little slut." You raise yourself up higher; still kneeling, but no longer sat on your legs. You run your hands up your torso and cup your breasts. You squeeze them gently, perhaps even reservedly, at first, but gradually the lust starts to take over and you get rougher, pinching and twisting your nipples. Your left hand snakes down your body and your fingers eagerly dip between your legs, a couple of them probing into your hot, wet channel. They reappear glistening with your juices, and you moan out loud as you run the fingers over your clitoris, making it slippery and even more sensitive. You keep your fingers still, and start to move your hips to create the friction you desire. Your breathing is shallow, and your leg muscles are tensing repeatedly as the waves of pleasure travel through you. I briefly consider reminding you of my orders, but decide that you should not need a reminder. Besides, I don't think that you would dare disobey me after your punishment earlier. You start to move your fingers over your clit again, every now and then pushing them back into your dripping pussy. Your other hand is still working on your breasts, pulling and pinching hard at your nipples, and then it too moves down, and you push two fingers as deep as you can into your channel, pumping them in and out whilst you rub and pull your clit. A red blush is spreading across your chest, and I know you must be getting close. Sure enough, right on cue, "Master, if I continue I'll come, please let me come!" "Not yet my little cock slut. Stop touching yourself." Your hands don't move at first, and for a moment I think you are about to disobey. "If I have to move your hands myself slut, there will be trouble..." At the warning tone in my voice, you force your hands away from your pussy, and place them behind your back. You become slightly more composed as the intense feelings ebb away. "Well done slave, you may learn the art of self control yet. And a very nice show you gave your Master." You smile slightly and glance at my barely-disguised stiff cock, before looking up at me shyly. "I'm glad that I have pleased you Master – and if You will allow me, I would like to please You further." I stand up and take a step towards you. I cup your chin in my hand and gently pull your head up to look at me. "Really? And how would my sexy little slut like to please her Master?" I see you blush slightly again, and smile to myself. I know that you have never done this sort of thing with anybody, and that somehow makes it even more fun. "I'm waiting for an answer slave; tell me what you want..." You blink a few times, and I can see you putting together the sentence in your head. Finally, it comes out. "I want to...to take you in my mouth. I want to suck your cock, if it would please you Master." I slide my boxers down my legs and step out of them. My cock has been raging to get out of its confines ever since I saw you walk into the restaurant this evening. You shift on to all fours and lean forward, opening your mouth to receive me. I allow myself a small moan of pleasure as I revel in the warmth of your mouth. I rest my hand on the back of your head, guiding you gently. You gradually take more of me into your mouth, but I resist the urge to thrust all the way down your throat – it's a technique you're still learning and I don't want to rush you. Quite soon you're sucking in earnest, and seven of my eight inches are sliding into your mouth. As you bring your mouth to the tip, you increase the tightness of your lips around the head, which you caress with your tongue. My hand twists further into your hair and I increase my grip, making you moan around my cock, which in turn creates an unbelievable sensation for me. You release me, and start to lick my entire length luxuriously, most definitely enjoying yourself. And then when you next open your mouth and take me inside, it's with a new.........hunger. Hunger is the only way to describe it as you suck me furiously, almost as if your very life depended on it. Feeling the time is right, I place my hand back on to your head and hold it in place, then start to thrust my hard cock into your mouth. You gag slightly at first, then I feel the muscles in your throat relax and I slip with ease all the way in. My head falls back and my eyes close. This moment is golden, I think to myself. I think back to how you confided in me your lack of sexual confidence. The way you told me nervously, over the phone, that you were worried that you wouldn't be "enough" for me, as you put it. I did my best then to allay your fears, and it seems that I've been proved correct. Yes......I'm a very proud Master indeed. Your sucking has slowed once again to long, luxuriating strokes – just as well; I was beginning to wonder how much longer I could hold out. I slide my cock from your mouth, and smile as your eyes stay fixed on it, your tongue resting at the corner of your mouth, like a hungry animal. You're raised up on your knees again, and I reach out and pinch your nipples, increasing the pressure until you gasp. "Lay back slut." I push you gently; just enough to send you off balance, and you tumble backwards (very gracefully). You lay on your back looking up at me; your dark hazelnut hair fanning across your face, a slight blush on your delicate features. I crawl on to the bed, positioning myself over you. "Do you want my cock, slave?" You just nod, seemingly lost for words. I allow my demeanour to harden slightly. "Your Master asked you a question, slut, now answer me properly." "Yes Master, I want your cock, if it would please you." I know that you love to hear my gentle reprimands – it just turns you on even more. "Then relax my little slave, and let me take you to heaven..." I nudge at your tight, wet hole with my cock, softly seeking entrance. I look into your eyes as I push my cock into you. You gaze back at your Master, a low moan slipping from between your lips as I fill you. "You like that slave? Feeling your Master's cock buried in your tight little pussy? "Oh, yes Master....I love being your cock slut......" You moan as the sensation of being filled so full sends amazing pulsing sensations through your body. I lean down closer to you, supporting my weight on my hands, I whisper right into your ear – another little trick that I know drives you wild with lust. "And that's what you are isn't it? My sexy little cock slut? My horny little bitch?" "Oh god....yesssss......mmmmm.....oh please.....please fuck me harder Master..." Gentleman that I am, I can hardly refuse you and I gradually increase my pace, thrusting harder and faster. Your hands grip at the bedclothes and any ability of coherent speech leaves you as you feel your orgasm build. You know that you must not come without My permission, and with no alternative, you begin the delicious ritual of begging Me to allow you your orgasm........... "Master?...Master please -." I know straight away what you are going to ask, and for once I'm looking forward to denying you. "So soon? No you may not come slave." I've slowed my pace slightly by now – the only trouble with getting you so worked up before I fuck you is that you do tend to start asking for your release very quickly. I'm usually fairly indulgent with you, mainly because I love watching and listening to you come. But not tonight. Tonight I want to keep you balanced on the edge. I slow my pace even further, enjoying the feeling (and the sight) of you thrusting up to meet my every stroke. I summon my willpower and withdraw from you completely. You moan in protest at losing my gift. "Now now slut – don't be greedy," I chide you gently. "On all fours my sweet." I see your eyes light up with pleasure at being ordered into your favourite position, and you assume it in a flash. I kneel behind you and guide my cock once again into your wet, welcoming channel. You gasp, and then moan low in your throat as you feel my entire length slide into you. I start to fuck you shallow and fast, and when I reach underneath you and gently begin to rub your clit, you scream. A totally animalistic sound – a raw cry of pure lust... I fuck you gradually deeper, revelling in the feeling of your hot, tight pussy gripping me as I pump in and out of you. I take my hand from between your legs and rake my nails down your back, and as I do so, you purr. You actually purr! I take great pleasure in the sound. "Touch yourself my slut. Go on, play with your clit..." As I give the command I stroke the back of your neck gently, making you squeal and thrust back on my cock even harder. You don't need telling twice. You lift your arm and begin to rub furiously at your clit, taking in air sharply, every other breath a moan of ecstasy. I reach out and take hold of your hair, pulling on it until your head is dragged backwards and your back is arced beautifully. I notice that you seem to have maintained an even level where your orgasm is concerned, and that your senses are perfectly balanced. It's clearly time to step up the pace. I start to talk to you... "You love this don't you slave? Your Master fucking you from behind like this – pulling your hair and commanding you to rub your clit, treating you like this, punishing you... you're such a little slut aren't you? MY slut..." My voice is low, and you moan louder with every sentence I know that you love to be spoken to in this way, and I'm more than happy to indulge you. Your breathing becomes ragged again, and I can tell that the pressure is building. You gather your senses enough to speak: "Please Master...please may I come..?" You manage to gasp out as I slam my cock deep into your pussy. "Hmm, I don't know...I'm sure you can beg more sweetly than that slave, what do you think...?" The words are hardly out of my mouth before you're asking again. "Oh Master, PLEASE. Please let Your slut come! Please Master, let me come, please let me come for You -." "Come with me my slave...come for your Master.." You again scream out loud as your orgasm suddenly engulfs you. I thrust into you right up to the hilt as I come, and I know you can feel the jets of my hot fluid as they sear into you. You're still begging as your senses are assailed by the sheer pleasure of coming after being denied for so long. I stroke my hands over you as we come down from the peak. You're moaning softly now, contentedly as I guide you down on to the bed again. I kiss you softly, all the time running my hands over your body. "Mmm...such a good little slave. You have pleased me this evening. At least I will have pleasant images to entertain me whilst I sit here tomorrow and work." You smile coyly and gently stroke my forearm. You have a real thing for them for some reason. "I'm happy that I have pleased You Master. So You have to work tomorrow? Poor Master." "Poor me indeed. At least you are returning to work as well." I kiss your nose, then draw back to find you giggling. "Is something amusing slave?" "Kind of. It's just that, seeing as it was Thursday I thought I'd take the rest of the week off, so I could stay on tomorrow and keep you company if you'd like Master..." I do love my slave's ingenuity. I reach forward and gently squeeze your breasts. "I must remember to reward you for your forward thinking," you smile smugly, then it turns to a distinctly more nervous smile as I add, "and to punish you for not telling me sooner." "But first, my sweet, I think we both need to rest." So saying, I turn out the light, and pull my sweet slave close to me as we drift off together. My Slave "As you have been good today my slave, only one minor infringement, for which you were caned for, I have decided to give you some R & R for tonight." I could sense that you were pleased by that, having worked hard doing my bidding all day, scrubbing and cleaning, and you knew that you deserved the cane when you dropped and broke that glass. "However, you will still do obey me without word or question", and I caressed your buttocks through your light trousers. I could feel the heat where the cane had struck you, which bought excitement to me. I took your hand and lead you into the bedroom, and told you to disrobe and lie on the bed, while I went into the bathroom. On my return I was not surprised you had obeyed, as your were shaping up to become a good slave. I had changed into something less business like. My black thigh high leather boots, my leather bra, and my leather g string, which had a zip down the front. Its use, was mainly decoration, although unzipped you could see my pubic area, and for convenience there was a clip at the side which released me. I could see you were interested in what was going to happen. Your thoughts could be "seen" as your penis was slightly hard. "Alas, for you" I thought. "It's just not going to be that simple!" I walked over to the bed and kissed you deeply. Our tongues dancing together, exploring each other, juices mingling, and I could feel your desire mounting. Mine was also, and it was tempting to continue, but I was a good Mistress and you had to go through some agony first. Of course, the agony wasn't going painful, well not like a caning, you were just going to have to wait, for any pleasure. I grabbed your arm, and put it into the padded cuff, before you quite knew what was happening. I could see in your eyes you were not happy, although you didn't verbalise it. Your other wrist followed, and then your feet. You had assumed the cross position, and I admired you from the side of the bed. You opened your mouth, as if to protest, but looked at my face, and closed it quickly. Your obedience was admirable. I turned around to "organise" myself, and I could feel your eyes burning into me, and my bare buttocks. I placed the chair close to the bed, and arranged the objects on the tray. Your R & R was about to commence. I sunk down into the chair, wiggling to make myself more comfortable. My eyes looked your body over, and I could see that the hardness which had come whilst kissing had diminished, and I silently laughed. Looking into your eyes, I started to move my hands over my own body. Fingers glided over my breasts and down my belly not stopping until I had reached the top of the boots, and loving the feel of leather, continued down to my knees and back up to my breasts. My nipples were starting to harden and I plucked at them through my leather bra. My fingers slid over my stomach to my belly button, where I had a navel piercing. I glanced over to you, watching you smile. You had seen the piercing being done, and you knew that I enjoyed having it admired and touched. My hands went down my naked sides, only just grazing over the fine strips that held the g string together. I unzipped it, but I knew you couldn't see much, maybe some of my pubic hair, for which there was about an inch of, and you saw that often as one of your duties was to shave me. Back to my bra, I fumbled a bit as I undid it from the back, releasing my breasts. My nipples were hard and erect, mainly because I knew what was going to happen. You were in ignorance. I squirmed in the chair again, and moaned softly. My passion was starting to rise. My hands held each breast, an overflowing handful. Then I lifted them up to my mouth, licking what I could, not quite able to reach my nipple, but so close. My fingers plucked them, as I licked myself. First teasing one breast, and then the other before letting them go. My nipples stood hard and erect, and their length was noticeable. The colour pleased me, a dark pink, almost brown and usually deepened with excitement. I wet my finger tips and ran them over my nipples, playing gently for a while, plucking, and teasing. I glanced over at you, and saw your body response to this. Your cock was starting to harden. I was feeling extremely horny by that stage. I knew that when I released the g string my vagina and clit area would glisten. Not yet though, you were unworthy to see that. My fingers trailed over my body again, stopping at the unzipped area. I insert one finger into there, knowing you couldn't see. I can feel my clitoris has hardened and moisture from my pussy and the juices coat my fingertip as it swirls around it. I moan again softly, looking over at you and see now you are excited. I smile at you, and you give me more of a grimace back. I lick my coated fingertip, relishing at the taste of myself. I know you would like to taste me too. Tough world my slave, because no. My fingers go back down and I shift my position so that I can seek my entrance. I part my lips gently my juices are more noticeable, and I start to insert my finger into my vagina. Slowly I let my muscles relax, and go higher into my pussy, feeling it encase my finger. I stay that way, enjoying the sensation of my wet pussy surrounding my finger. I hear you struggling against your restraints, but refuse to look at you because I know my finger could be replaced by your manhood. At the moment that is not what I really want. Instead I start to move my finger in and out of my wetness, my thumb flicking my clitoris at times. I squirm again in my chair, and know the moment has come. I unclip my g string, and wiggle out of it, and throw it on the floor. I reseat myself, throwing my legs over the arms of the chair, giving you finally the view I know you want. I can imagine what you are seeing, my strip of pubic hair, my shaven areas...my clitoris hood, and my vaginal opening. The juices would have made everything glisten, and picturing you picturing me, is a huge turn on. I look over to the tray I pick up an object. Lovingly I stroke my double dildo up and down suggestively. I know you think it's your cock, because glancing over I see your penis jump. I lick the end of it, and think it's the tip of your cock. However, I put the double dildo down, and select a more life like penis vibrator. This I also put in my mouth, and lick and nibble on it, just like I do your cock. I swirl my tongue around it, sucking more inches into my mouth. When it is coated with my saliva, I gently put it between my legs, letting it glide and slide through my other juices. I turn it on and hold the tip just barely touching my clit. The feeling is incredible, making me moan and twitch. I know I could make myself come very fast like this, but I have other things in mind. I slide the life like toy to my entrance, trying to decide to plunge it in, or slowly insert. My body chose for me. I plunged it in fast, halfway, and then slowly bought it back close to the entrance. I keep doing this, and each time the vibrator goes higher and deeper. I look you in the eyes, but miss them. They are concentrating on other parts of my body. Your cock is so hard and rigid, and I want it. So I hastily look away, and continue fucking myself with the rubberised plastic. In and nearly out it goes. Then higher and higher, until I feel it touching my g spot. My whole body jerks in pleasure. I am too excited by it all, so I slowly take out the plastic. In the lamp light the vibrator glistens with my love juices. I lick some of them off, and I can see you licking your lips. So I know you want a taste. I hold it out to you teasing you, and then re insert it back into my pussy. Again I fuck myself with it, my buttocks moving, my breasts jiggling, and my clit throbbing. Again I need to stop because I am too close to the edge of no return. I wonder who is being tortured more, you or me. As you have not said a word to me, only the occasional groan or moan, I decided you have been good, and this time I take the vibrator which is covered in my love milk, over to you. I hold it near your face, allowing you to smell me first. Your eyes plead with me, so I allow you to lick the vibrator once, before I take it away. I can see you want more by the way you lick your lips and moan. However, it's not to be. Once more I turn it on, and send pulsating vibrations through each nipple. Each tingle I can feel down in my pussy. More moisture trickles from me, and again I move against the chair, hard. My breasts are on fire, and once more the vibrator is sent southward to my clit first, to tease, and then my pussy. I am so close to coming, and its hard to stop, my solo fucking is so deep and hard, and yes so is your cock. Making a swift decision I move over to you. The look on your face is priceless. My knees each side of your head. I hover above your face and I see tiny droplets of my juice hit your face. Your tongue goes searching for them, and some have hit your lips. You lick them clean. Slowly I move closer to your head. Your tongue is rigid and sticking upright. It anticipates its feast. Finally I am within your tongue range, and I feel the tip of your tongue seeking out my hot hard clitoris, moving it gently, manipulating it. It feels wonderful, and while you are doing that I am playing with my nipples. More tingles are sent down my system to my pussy and clit. I move closer to your mouth now, I want to feel your tongue deep inside me. You know me well, and I feel your tongue lashing at my clitoris and then my pussy entrance. I can hear your lapping, sexual sounds and smells surrounding us. My juices are covering your facial hair, and I know I will enjoy kissing and licking them off you later. For now though I am enjoying your tongue working its way up, teasing me, and tantalizing me. It's seeking out all the moisture it can. At then you start to tongue fuck me. My pussy grinds itself into your face. Your tongue is moving as high up as it will go, and then coming down again. I moan loudly, I am so close to coming. I want to wait for you, but I have a feeling I won't last. Your tongue slides backwards and forwards over me, and I feel it going back close to my anus. This makes me jump up, and I send your tongue back to my pussy. I have my reasons. Your tongue continues to fuck my pussy, occasionally coming out and teasing my clit. I am going wild, plucking at my nipples frantically. Again your tongue slides backwards, very close to my anal area, and this time I allow it. I feel your tongue very close now, and then it stops. I know what it has found – a silver circle. I smile, I don't think you have encountered it before, on me. Your tongue continues you lick me though, and teases that entrance also. I am so horny now, almost ready to explode. I can hear your teeth against the silver circle, and they grab it. I move slightly and you turn your head a little, and I feel the first ball release, bringing untold pleasure, and there are two more to go. My pussy gyrates against your hot mouth and I know that even if you pull the other balls out fast, I will come. Your face is soaked, and I have never been this turned on. I anticipate you removing the other balls. Your tongue swiftly goes back to the area, grabbing the silver ring again, my finger goes to my hot huge clitoris. I feel you tugging again and as I encircle my clitoris I feel the next ball, and the next freeing themselves from my body, with a scream and a groan my body starts to quiver, and pulsate, and I come. Such an incredible feeling, my pussy and clit twitch and I experience total relief. My juices float onto your beard and lips, and I attempt to stay upright so you can lick them off me, but I can't and roll away from you. My body doesn't stop trembling for ages, and I glance over to see you licking as much of your face as your tongue can reach. I am so breathless, and so pleased with you, that I decided to allow you some freedom. When my body finally finishes quaking and shaking, I move over to you, and kiss you deeply, our tongues dancing together, exploring, and I can taste myself on you. I know also you're so totally horny, your cock is so rigid, and I release you from your bonds. You take a moment to shake yourself, and then look to me for your next instructions. I decide then that as you have performed your duties admirably that I would allow you the freedom of how to have your sexual release. You're startled when I relay this back to you. Since you have served me, which is six months, I have never allowed you the "freedom" of making a choice in a sexual way. I was also interested in which path you would take - your pleasure or mine. These thoughts however ran through my head quickly, I desired you greatly, and I was still so horny, and I knew you were too. You wrapped your arms around me, and started to kiss me gently, slowly opening our mouths, entwining our tongues, deeply searching inside each others mouths, bodies touching, rubbing and so very hot. You were so gentle, kissing my eye lids and cheeks, ears even. I felt totally enraptured and adored. You really had the hallmarks of a great slave. I could feel your devotion even as our passion mounted. Kissing and hugging gave way to you gently lying me down, and after feasting your eyes on me, you started to kiss me again, but this time you went down my neck. Your hot breath on me was delightful, and your nibbles brought me little twinges. Lower you went, finding my nipples, which you worshipped with your mouth. I moaned almost in unison with you. Your mouth, tongue and teeth left no part of my breast undone, even to the extent of your hot breath blowing on my huge hard nipples. I could feel your beard lightly scratching me, but this was a great sensation. Until you met me you had been clean shaven. It was me that suggested, well rather ordered you to grow one. Like a good slave you did, and I think you enjoyed smelling and tasting me in your beard, long after we had finished, because sometimes I refused to allow you bathe or shower for a few days. I closed my eyes and felt you going down further. Hitting my navel and your tongue delved inside my belly button and played with my piercing. That totally turned me on more. I wondered how you were going, you had no release as yet and I know you had been sexually frustrated watching me. I believe I was a good Mistress and fair. Of course my needs came first, but you had to keep your slave happy and healthy too, so your needs were important for my own. This was a special event too, I am not sure if you remembered but I did. Six months ago today was when you agreed to move in and be my slave, and cater to my every whim. Surely you deserved a little reward for that! Giving you some sexual freedom was your prize for the moment and I knew you were taking advantage of every second, because who knew when I would put you back into restraints, or punish you. I could not think of punishment while you were delighting my body so much. My pussy was still saturated from earlier, and I could feel the wetness down to my anal area. I briefly wondered if you knew I had inserted the balls when changing in the bathroom, and if you realised that every wiggle and squirm on the chair had been such a turn on. When I had used the vibrator, the 3 balls which were over half an inch round, coupled together with the internalized vibrator had made me feel so full. As yet we hadn't done much in the way of anal sex. I mean I had abused you, in the past with objects, but that was to teach you about my dominance over you. I can remember your reluctance to it all, but after several canings, and leaving you in chains, to "think" over your mistakes you now accepted it. How willing you were, at the moment I wasn't sure about. I only know you obeyed my orders now, usually without question. So I really would've liked to have seen your face when you came across that silver circle. Was it surprise, shock, or delight? Maybe I would find out later from you, but it wasn't important now. You had finished with my belly button and now I could feel your hot breath on my mons. I moaned with desire wanting your tongue to clean me up, and also to thrill me. You still hadn't indicated to me in any form how your sexual release was going to come. I was willing at this stage to suck you off, and feel your creamy climax dribble down my throat. As yet you hadn't experienced a full blow job from me. Oh I had licked and sucked, but I had never let you climax like that. I think you believed I had an aversion to it, but no, I was just biding my time. Training a good slave takes time and effort and we had made great progress. However, you knew little about my sexual prowess and desires. Of course I hadn't allowed you to accompany me to the parties where I could let lose and do exactly what I pleased. For you to see me like that yet, would have changed your outlook. Later you would accompany me, and even be used and abused by others, whilst I watched on proudly, and you would watch your Mistress doing her thing too, but for now I kept it all a big secret. Sure I had ordered you to lick me, suck on me, screw me even, but each time you had some sort of restraint on you. This experience was different for you as it was you that had to decide on the how. Perhaps you were even worried I wouldn't let you finish. Slaves however, do need to feel loved, happy and wanted as much as their Master or Mistress. So yes, you would be allowed to finish, anyway you wanted. I liked the idea that you were not quite sure about it though. A bit of worry never hurt a slave. I felt your mouth over me, cleaning up areas of my come that were still there. No direct contact on my clitoris or vagina yet. It felt good to anticipate feeling your tongue and lips there. I was that sure of you. I knew you loved my taste, the temptation before you I knew, irresistible. You opened my legs wider, found my huge hard clitoris hood, and started lapping me. Under and over the hood I felt you, then around and around. I squirmed, moaning and groaning, and pushed my pussy more into your face. The softness of your beard so close to my skin was scratching me, but in such a desirable way. Pussy juice again flowed from me, and I wondered if you could keep up with it all. Your tongue probed my entrance, still lapping all around, trying to swallow up all I had for you. I was so hot for you when your tongue delved higher and higher into me. Slowly at first, in and withdrawing, and then picking up speed. My legs were around your head drawing you in closer, and I could feel your nose near my clitoris, your beard and on occasion you would stop and nibble me. You moaned softly at intervals and I knew you were enjoying this as much as I was. I wished I could see your cock, but it was hidden from view, I just hoped that the silky sheets were not going to wear your sexual release, because I could see you humping them. You indicated to me that you wanted me to roll over. Perhaps it would be me humping the sheets I thought momentarily. I rolled over though, and I could feel your eyes burning into my back, and yes backside. Opening my legs again, I could hear you settle back down, and then I felt your tongue again. It strained up to reach my clitoris and I lifted up slightly so you could have better access. Next it was my pussy, your tongue delving into me, again fucking me, and my arse wriggled in delight. You parted my arse cheeks after a while and I could feel your tongue go down the entire length of my crack. First licking up, and then licking down. I moaned again I loved every second of it. I was just worried I might come too soon. Your tongue teased me this way for a while, but eventually it stopped at my anus. That puckered hole where the balls coming out had excited me so. I relaxed slightly, and could feel your tongue licking the area, before you hardened your tongue, made it pointy, and entering that orifice. Now I was being tongue fucked in the arse by you, and it felt so incredible. Your thumbs were either side of my hole, and I could feel you stretching my skin, trying to open that cavity as open as possible. Your tongue went in as high as it could, and probed all around. Out and in it went, each time brings waves of horniness to me. I could hardly stand it, and I was getting so close to climaxing again. I really wanted to come with you though. It happened so rarely, and never when you had entered my body, so I really wanted to savour it this time. My Slave I felt your arms lifting me into a kneeling position, and I was debating whether or not I should be seen by you in this light. You might think that it was humiliating to me, and I didn't want that. However, I did want you to decide how you were going to come, so I allowed it, this once. For a while I seemed to be just hanging in that position, but I could hear you groping around. Finally, after what seemed an eternity, I felt you again. Your breath was hot on my pussy. This time you were on your back between my knelt legs, and for a while you did nothing. I presumed you were looking at me, and I eventually felt the bed move and you kissing my pussy and clit. More drops of my moisture dripped onto your face. I moaned, I desired, I wanted you so badly. My clitoris felt like it didn't belong to me anymore, it was so hard and huge, almost alien to me. I am sure I had been turned on as much as this before, but it didn't feel like it at present. My passion continued to drip on your face, and I balanced myself, and my hand went down to play with my clitoris. I knew that toying with it would bring an almost instant orgasm so I stopped myself. Reluctantly I dragged my hand back into position. I heard you grunt and move quickly and the next thing I knew, I could feel something at the entrance of my pussy. Then you slide this thing up to my clit, sliding through my wetness to my pussy, and further to my arsehole. Back again, and I worked out this was your cock - with all the toys around I hadn't been sure, also it had never felt this hard before. I sighed with delight whilst you continued to slide your member from clit to arse. Then I felt it at the slit of my pussy again. I was going to be filled by you finally. I screamed in delight and shock as you plunged up inside me hitting my womb in the first stroke. That surprised me totally, I had been expecting the typical fucking rules. In a little more with each stroke. You had neatly stopped that. You stopped high inside me for a while, and I was puzzled. Were you that excited that you needed to stop? Were you savouring the tightness and the heat? Were you teasing your Mistress? I know I just wanted to fuck and fuck. I wondered if teasing a Mistress was an inexcusable sin. My pussy muscles started to work on your cock, I tensed and released them. You still didn't move. I did these several more times, and finally I felt your stiff, rock hard cock moving inside me. Slowly you withdrew, and again you plunge full length into me. I grunted with the force, and so did you. Over and over again this happened, and when you were withdrawing from me I made my muscles work around you. Your cock then seemed to have a life of its own, it poked me sideways, up and down, hitting my g spot continually. I moaned and groaned loudly enjoying each poke and prod. Your hand grabbed my head, and forced it down. In this position I could watch your incredible cock working its way in and out of me. What a joy that was. How horny it made me feel. Your fingertips were digging into my butt. I was so excited I wanted to explode. If I felt this way, how the hell did you feel? I felt you withdrawing your dick from my passion centre. Again it slides from clit to arse, and each time it hit my clit I jumped. Not yet I cried to myself. It stopped again at my puckered arsehole. I could feel it nudging at the hole, and the pressure of your cock opens my hole, and I felt you enter me. This time you were slow, whilst I relaxed my muscles I could feel the head of your dick only inside me. It felt so good. Then you moved slowly inside me, withdrawing and entering my hot hole, going in further each time, and now it was my arse muscles around your cock. Squeezing, and releasing your cock, as it made its way further into that canal. I felt full of you, my head positioned to watch your manhood root in and out of my bum hole. In and out, higher slowly, and then picking up speed. I felt one hand leave my arse, and felt it sliding in my juices around my pussy and clit. It pinched and squeezed my clit, and went to my pussy slit, and I felt you enter my pussy again. Arse was being fucked, and now pussy was being finger fucked, I was nearly delirious with joy. Two fingers rooted my pussy, and your cock was speeding up in my arse. Was hard to contract my muscles around both your fingers and cock, but I tried to keep up the pace. My breasts were jiggling with all the movement, and I positioned on hand to glide over my hard, huge nipples. The pace was becoming frenetic. Faster we went, deeper you went, in both my steamy holes. I knew I was going to come any second, I couldn't control myself much longer. You kept on rooting me, I am sure you could feel your cock with your fingers, as the walls between were so thin. That thought was enough to nearly finish me. I was moaning deeply, breathing rapidly, so excited. Now, I silently begged. Fill me with your seed, white wash the walls of my arse with your globs of come. My body tensed, I was shaken to the core, my climax was on me, and joyfully I heard you grunt and moan, felt your throbbing cock embedded inside me, and I knew our time had arrived. Lost, at the point of no return the waves of passion washed over me. Over and over I felt engulfed by the feelings of my clitoris, pussy and arse. Tingling everywhere, relief, warmth, fire, passion and release. Still, I could feel you hosing down my hot arse hole, and I know your fingers we feeling the spasms of my climax. I momentarily regretted not swallowing all that nectar you produced for my arse, down my throat. I couldn't have it all (well unless I had 2 male slaves, or playmates). Your coming seemed to last forever, as did my own climax. I was so sensitive, and the tingling and trembling of my body went on and on. Finally, it stopped for us both, and I felt your cock being withdrawn from my arse, and your sperm dribbling out of me. My legs collapsed under me, and I lay there in a daze, I felt you do the same, after you had tugged of my boots. I was so totally exhausted and I sensed you were too. I was proud of myself, because of your obedience towards me. I was not sure who got the most enjoyment out of our interlude, but it didn't matter. You had not spoken a word, as requested and you now lay at my feet, like a good slave should. We had worked well together, and your reward for tonight would be to sleep at my feet all night. Tomorrow was time enough to send you back to the floor, or chains, or mattress and back to punishment if required. For now though your sexual education of me had started, and as I started to drift off I wondered what my next step would be. 6th May, 2004 AnneeD or to some Princetta My Slave You sit on the edge of the bed, face turned down slightly, hair hanging over your eyes, afraid to look but listening, desperate for a sign, a signal, a command. Waiting for me to finish my shower, to come to you, to pay attention to you, to worship you. Your legs vibrate with anticipation, your tight jeans rubbing against your smoothly shaved pussy and ass, no panties to protect your sensitive areas from the rough seams. Your nipples are hard, painfully hard, brushing against the white cotton tank top you were told to wear. You can smell the heat from your sex, the wetness of your body, both from your own recent shower and your building excitement. You are curious, slightly scared, but content in your absolute trust in your master. You are here to do what I say, what I command, but you know I am driven by the single goal of providing you with ultimate pleasure. You wonder what toy we will use tonight, the nipple clamps, the vibrator, the butt plug....or something new, thrilling, delightfully naughty, maybe a paddle. Or will I just use my fingers, my tongue and my cock. Will I come inside you this time, in your mouth, in your pussy or in your ass. Or will I spread my hot come all over you, rubbing it into your skin, into your pussy, making you come as I do. Or on your tits, your neck and your face letting you taste it. The excitement builds thinking of watching the spurts fly from my cock all over your beautiful face and in your hair. You squirm a bit, impatiently, causing your erect clit to rub against your pants,. Waves of pleasure course through you. You wonder if you could come, just sitting here waiting, and if you did would I know, would I be upset and would I punish you? You squirm some more, determined to relieve the pressure building in your wet pussy. Just a small one you think, just while you are waiting, I would be happy you tell yourself. You reach up and pinch your nipple through your shirt, rubbing your legs together slowly, increasing the friction on your clit, the wetness from your pussy soaking through your pants, filling the room with your scent. You feel yourself fall over the edge, coming in waves now, pinching you nipples hard, making the sensation last, moaning, gasping, trying not to cry out, wishing you could plunge your fingers deep inside your wet pussy and come again and again. You recover slightly and sit and wait again, breathing hard, trying to recover before I finish my shower, knowing I will be able to tell and worried you will be punished. You want me to lick the wetness from your pulsing clit, want me to make your clit wetter, harder until you come again. I come out of the shower and see you sitting there. A picture of beauty and sensuality. I can see you wriggling, shaking, I can smell your arousal, I know you are ready to come. I want to take you roughly, quickly, pulling your hair, holding your neck, sinking my hard cock deep inside you and pumping until we both explode, but I decide that tonight we will go slow. I walk to the bed and grab your chin, turning your head up towards me I kiss you lightly. Worshiping your face, your chin, cheeks, eyelids, finally kissing you on the lips. I feel your lips part and your tongue dart out but I pull back. I pull back your hair to see your face, marveling at your beauty, amazed that you are mine, mine to do with as I please. I know you will not say no, to anything. The unspoken agreement is that I will not push you beyond where you are comfortable. It is the searching for the edge, the slow progression towards total abandon, total submission, total pleasure that we both enjoy so much. What will we do tonight? I tell you to take off you shirt, I love to watch your breasts as they are slowly revealed under the edge of you shirt, the way they pull up and then fall back down. I love to watch the weight of them, to see how hard your nipple are, revealing your intense arousal. You flush when you notice my gaze, you are shy even though I have seen you naked many times. "Lick your fingers and pinch your nipples for me" I command. You comply, quickly, licking both fingers, pinching both nipples at the same time. I watch your eyes close and your head tilt back. A soft moan escapes your lips. I bring my head down close to your ear and command you not to come. You pinch your nipples harder at the sound of my voice, the desire to be possessed overwhelming you. I push you onto your back and straddle your waist, watching you playing with your nipples. I am naked and still wet from the shower, my growing excitement obvious from my hard cock now lying softly against your taut belly. I lick my hand and begin to stroke myself, "Look at me" I whisper softly. You open your eyes and I can see the lust burning in them. You glance at my hard cock and lick you lips. I rub a bit faster then lean forward and grab the back of your neck. I push my cock deep in your mouth, almost losing control and bursting the second your lips touch me. But I hold back, slowly stroking in and out, holding your head, telling you how good you are, how dirty you are. You let me guide your head, trusting me, knowing I will push to the edge and no further. You open your throat and my cock slips in, pausing deep in your throat until I see your eyes widen. I slowly remove it an allow you to catch your breath before plunging back in. You lick greedily at my balls as they brush against your chin. I move back down, getting off the bed and working to get your pants off, snap, zipper, each piece of skin revealed getting attention from my hands and lips. You are pushing against me, vainly attempting to get me to lick your wetness. I pull you pants off and throw them on the floor. I can smell you excitement, the desire to plunge into you once again almost overtaking me. I turn you over and tell you to get on your knees. You ass is now front and center. I push your head down into the bed. I tell you to reach back and spread yourself for me. First one hand then the other reach back, grabbing your shapely ass cheeks. You spread them for me, revealing your pink, hot wetness. Your fingers rub the edge of you asshole, desperate for stimulation, desperate for penetration. You are very modest and exposing yourself in this way creates massively conflicting emotions....absolute embarassment and absolute desire. I see you stroking your asshole and tell you to stop. That is my job. I lick my finger and run it down from your tiny little ass hole to your clit, again and again, touching lightly but directly the most sensitive parts of you. I can see the folds of your pussy openning and the wetness inside dripping, flowing more insistently, dripping down your leg. I reach out my tongue to taste you, licking in the opposite direction of my fingers, starting at your clit and ending at your sensitive butt. Salty, sweet, your taste is everything that I dream of, I can't get enough. I can tell as I lick that you are reaching the point of no return and I back off slightly. I lick both thumbs and push them inside you, pulling your pussy open, stretching you, exposing you further. I lick slowly at your clit, running my tongue up into your gaping pussy. Licking at the sensitive spot where your pussy meets your asshole. I stick my tongue deep inside, lapping out your wetness and then back to your clit. My thumbs working in and out as they continue to stretch your pussy. Licking two fingers now I push them slowy into you. Stopping at your g-spot for a moment but pushing deeeper inside, probing, pushing exploring your pussy the way you enjoy. As my fingers return you your g-spot to rub in slow circles I dip my tongue in to you ass. Pushing my tongue inside, in and out. I hear your moans and I know where I am going to finish. But first I need to make you explode. I continue to move my fingers inside you, adding a third finger to fill you up but still be able to hit your g-spot. I think about the fourth but decide to wait for another night for that adventure. I move my mouth to your asshole, sucking, licking, rubbing with my tongue, my fingers moving relentlessly inside you. I start whispering about how I am going to fuck you, fuck you little ass and come deep inside you. You push back against my tongue and fingers and I know you are ready. My thumb reaches around to your clit and rubs hard, in time with my fingers inside. I can feel your ass clench, your pussy tighten, your wetness increase. Your hands move to your nipples and pinch hard as you come. I keep up the intensity, rubbing, probing, licking, you move from one orgasm directly into the next, no time to breath or recover. Again and then again. I wonder how many you can have but I decide it is enough for now. There will be more later. I turn you slowly onto your back, your face is red, your hair sweaty, you look exhausted but happy and fulfilled. I tell you to grab your knees and pull them up as high as you can. Pulling them apart you reveal your sweet pink center to me again. I resist the urge to lick your gaping wetness, instead focusing on your breasts and nipples. I kiss your lips and suck on your tongue. I am over the top, lusting of you, wanting you, wanting to taste every inch of you. I am so hard it is painful, looking in your eyes I push myself slowly into you. Your eyes go wide as I enter your wet pussy. As much as I love to please you this is about me I want to fill you up. I push deep inside you, pumping, thrusting. I push your knees back, opening you further to me. I slam desperately into you, banging up against your cervix, each thrust sending jolts of pleasure through both of us. I can tell you want to rub your clit, to come again, but I tell you not to, not yet. I reach over and grab the bottle of lube, your eyes go wide, knowing what is going to happen. I pull out, leaving you gaping, pulsing, ready to come. I pour the lube all over rmy cock, all over your ass and pussy. I prop a pillow under your back, your little rosebud fully exposed to me. I am stroking myself, almost ready to come. I push a finger inside your ass, slowly, you tighten up at first but then relax. I push in and out, slowly opening you up. I push a second finger inside making sure the lube is everywhere. I push deep into your ass, owning you completely, now a third finger, you are bucking against my hand, insane with desire. I tell you to start rubbing your clit, to get ready to come with me. I move up close and push my hard cock against your little ass hole. Slowly, slowly I push it inside. You wiggle and squirm but don't say a word. Your eyes are wide but I can see the lust inside, the abandon, the desire to be totally possessed. The head of my cock pops in and I stop, let you relax before pushing farther. The urge to come now burning inside me. I breath and wait. You rub your clit more insistently, passion overtaking you. You grab my legs and pull yourself towards me, desperate to be filled. I start to push inside you, slowly back and forth, deeper with each stroke, faster and faster. I am now buried deep inside you, stroking the full length of my cock in and out of your tight ass. You rub your clit and tell me you are ready to come, you yell at me to come with you. I increase my insistent stroking, watching your eyes. I can feel you coming, I can feel your ass spasming around my cock and I let myself go, pulsing, throbbing I fill you with come. I can feel your ass clenching pulling me in deeper as you come. I am still inside you, still a bit hard. I push three fingers into your pussy and rub your clit with my thumb again. You buck against me, coming again and then a third time, while I am still inside you. I pull out slowly and we lie beside each other, covered in sweat and lube, happy, tired, content. We fall asleep in each others arms. My Slave Ch. 2 After the Saturday that Pat had tied me up and left me to Cathy, I now owed her seven days as her slave. She used several of them up during the course of the next two weeks and had only four left. Mostly she just had me eat her pussy and lick her ass in the morning before going to work and in the evening when we got home from the gym. If I got off at all it was because she told me to jerk off while she watched. My cock was starting to ache for a warm pussy or mouth to cum in. Pat had been talking with Cathy almost every day and they had been cooking up a plan that I was about to find out about. About mid-morning on Saturday Pat said we needed to go shopping. First she took me into the bedroom and made me take off my shorts and underwear and put just my jean shorts back on. I often had her wear short skirts with no panties and I figured she was returning the favor. I didn't know what we were going shopping for but we headed to Walmart. On the way Pat started rubbing my cock while I was driving. I got hard and hot pretty quick. She rubbed and stroked my cock thru my shorts just enough to keep me hot while I was driving. Once we had found a parking space she told me to go into the store and buy a large leather dog collar and leash. I was about to get out of the truck when she said to wait and that she wasn't finished. I thought she had something else that I was supposed to buy but instead she started to rub my cock again, this time really fast. Before I knew it she had made me cum in my pants. She smiled at me and said "now go buy that collar and leash, and don't be stopping in the restroom." I got out with a load of cum in my pants and a half hard dick and headed into the store. Luckily I found the pet department and collar and leash quickly before I soaked thru my shorts. When I got back to the truck Pat checked the size of the collar around my neck. It fit to her satisfaction and we drove home. Our son had an out of town soccer game that afternoon and Pat drove him over to the school to catch the bus. While she was gone she had me shower and shave. I had already shaved that morning but she told me to shave again anyway. When Pat got home I was out of the shower and dressed again. Pat told me we were going out in her car and she was driving. Once I was in the car Pat told me to put on a blindfold she had brought. We started driving and I tried to keep up with the turns and figure out where we were going but it was hopeless. After the first couple of turns I was totally lost. After what seemed like 20 minutes we pulled into a long paved driveway. We parked and Pat told me to strip in the car. Once I was completely naked, she put the dog collar on my neck. Pat got out and came to the passenger side, opened the door and attached the leash to my collar. She led me, bare assed naked, up the drive and walk, to the front door of the house, where she rang the doorbell. Someone opened the door, and without a word I was led inside. We walked into a carpeted room and Pat asked someone "Is everyone ready" and a moment later she said "good." Pat jerked on my leash and led me into another room. It was obvious that there were a number of other people in the second room. When Pat led me in I heard comments from "he's got a nice body" to "another leashed dog" all in women's voices. Pat said "there are five women here, one for each photo. They are all naked and they all know you. Do whatever you are told by whoever holds the leash and don't even think of touching that blindfold." She dropped the leash and I could hear her walk away. From off to the side she said "Oh yeah, there is a videocam running and any of the girls can have a copy if they want." I recognized Cathy's voice when she said "Oh we all want copies." I was left standing there naked and blindfolded for several minutes while the women wispered between themselves. I couldn't make anything out but I guessed the were trying to decide who would be first. Then the wispering stopped and there was a sudden and strong tug on the leash. I was pulled to my knees and a pussy was stuffed in my face. I was told to lap her like a dog. She was standing over me and had the leash pulled up the crack of her ass and was fucking my face. I started licking her and once she was wet she had me lay on the floor and she sat on my face with her ass in the air. I licked and sucked her clit until I made her cum. Then she had me suck her nipples for a few minutes before handing off the leash. Based on the way she treated me, her taste and the size of the tits, I thought she might be Cathy but I couldn't be sure. The next four women all had me eat their pussy's while they sat on the couch. I went on my knees on the floor from one to the next until I had done all of them once. I tried to figure out who they might be from the size of their thighs and breasts but it was just too hard to keep straight. Pat was the only one I recognized, she was number five. After I had been around once, Cathy said "My turn again, it's around the world this time girls." She was on all fours on the floor again but this time she pulled the leash between her legs and forced my face into her ass. She commanded me to lick her from her clit to the small of her back and I complied. Each time my tongue found her ass or her clit she let out a little squeal of pleasure. Finally she rolled over and had me finish off her clit and make her cum. Two of the other women did the same thing but the other two stuck their butts in the air on the couch. My whole face was sticky with the juices of five pussy's when I finished and my cock was throbbing. These five women were all sexually satisfied and I was so horny and hot I was going crazy. Pat asked "he looks pretty hot, does anyone want to help him out." Someone said "he deserves it" someone else said "have him jerk off" and a third said "I'll suck him off if I can have him as my slave for a day." Pat told her that she only had 2 days left and she wasn't going to give one away for me to get off, but if she could convince me to be her slave Pat would let her. I wasn't exactly sure what was going. Pat used the leash to tie my hands behind my back and pushed me into a chair. Suddenly one of the women grabbed my rock hard cock and started sucking it like crazy. I was about to explode into her mouth when she stopped just as suddenly as she had started. I moaned with frustration. She licked from the base to the tip of my cock and took it in her mouth again, but only for a second. I was dying to cum and was pushing my cock to her. It didn't do any good, she just held my cock by the base and teased under the head with her tongue. I started saying "please, please make me cum." When I did she said "Here that girls, he's starting to beg, I like it when men beg." I heard Pat's voice say "Make him beg to be your slave." I tried to get control of myself, but everytime I got close she would rub her tongue just under the head of my cock. I was laying in the chair panting when she started fingering my asshole while licking my cock. I was out of control and started begging her again "Please make me cum." She said "please what?" I said "please make me cum." She said "wrong answer." Then she slipped the tip of her finger up my asshole and said "try again." I was going absolutely nuts and would have promised her anything. I said "please .... let me ... cum ... and be your slave." She said "granted" and swallowed my cock. I blew my wad in her mouth a few seconds later. Pat took me back to the car and told me to get dressed. We drove home with the blindfold on and she let me take it off only after we were in our driveway. She said "you did good Doggy-boy, the girls had fun". I asked who I had promised to be a slave for. Pat said "that was Trish, I'm sure she will enjoy her day with you." Trish is a brunette, about 5'8" and a little heavy but with very nice tits. Her husband is an OK guy but a little wimpy and he goes out of town on business often. Serving her could be fun. My Slave Ch. 3 I owed Pat just one more day as her slave. She decided that day would be last Tuesday. She had me get in the shower with her in the morning, soap her entire body, rinse her off, and then sit on the shower floor and eat her pussy. She leaned against the shower stall wall and held my face in her pussy face while the water ran down her body and I licked her clit. It is a wonderful way to make a woman cum. The water turned a little cold and her nipples got huge and tight. I started tugging and pinching them while I licked her and Pat started to thrust her hips at me. I licked down her leg and back to her clit and she grabbed my by the hair and held me to her pussy until I made her cum. When I had finished my shower, Pat had me stand next to the bed. She kneeled down and started sucking my cock. She had my balls in one hand and the other on my ass. Pat was pumping her head up and down on my rock hard shaft and I was going crazy. I started pumping my cock in and out of her mouth in rhythm with her movements. I was just about to shoot off in her mouth when she stopped. She grabbed my cock in her hand and said "that's good for now, get dressed for work." I groaned in frustration and started to get dressed. I still had a bulge in my pants when I came out of the bedroom for breakfast. Pat noticed and smiled at it. When I was ready to leave for work, Pat told me the she had made a tanning bed appointment for me at the gym for 5:30. She said "Don't be late, don't lock the door, strip and get in the tanning bed as usual, do whatever you are told by anyone else that comes in the room and, don't take off your eyeshields until I tell you to." I went to work knowing that the evening would at least be interesting. All day long at the office I kept thinking about what was to come that evening and my cock kept getting a hard-on. Pat had gotten me so hot and my secretary is a babe, I kept thinking nasty thoughts about both of them. I have to be really careful because my secretary is very conservative and I don't want to jeopardize my management job. Pat sucking me that morning had not made it any easier. I left work at 5:00 and headed straight to the gym. I got there a little early for the tanning bed and just hung around. Pat and Cathy were working out in an aerobics class that would not get out until 6:00. At 5:30 I headed in to my tanning room and closed the door. I stripped, put my clothes in my gym bag, put on my eyeshields, turned off the light and got into the tanning bed. After a few minutes the door opened and closed behind someone. They turned off the tanning bed and everything went dark. A woman's voice told me to open the bed and sit up. I did as I was told. I knew from experience that you could see a little from the light that comes in under the door, but with my eyeshields on, I was completely blind. I didn't recognize the woman's voice. She said "I'm going to sit on the tanning bed and you are going to eat me". Then she sat down on the tanning bed and grabbed me by the hair and pulled my face into her pussy. I started licking her and she started to get wet and opened her legs wider. Her feet were on the floor and her ass was on the lower part of the tanning bed. She pushed her ass over the edge of the tanning bed and told me to lick everything. I started licking her from her clit to the small of her back. She was moaning with pleasure and started moving her ass with the rhythm of my tongue. I bit her on the thigh and she gasped and said "do it again." I bit her other thigh and started massaging her tits. They were medium sized but her nipples were had as rocks. She gasped again and started bucking her hips in an orgasm so I buried my face in her pussy and sucked on her clit. This woman actually screamed in the tanning bed when she came, forgetting where we were. I continued to lick her pussy until she told me to stop, which was several minutes later. She told me "get back in the tanning bed, and don't get up until it goes off". I did as I was told. I heard her leave as the door opened and closed. A few seconds later Pat opened the door and said "turn off the tanning bed, take off your eyeshields and come out". I got out of the tanning bed, turned it off, and took off my eyeshields. I turned on the light and that was when I saw that my gym bag was gone. I was completely naked and had nothing at all to put on. I opened the door to the tanning bed room and looked down the hall. Pat was at the end of the hall with several other women. She was smiling and had my gym bag with all my clothes at her feet. Pat asked "looking for something." I said "I need my clothes". Pat said "They will cost you five days, slave boy". I looked around and saw that no one else was around except her friends that had probably already had my face in their pussies. I ran down the hall and grabbed my gym bag from in front of her and said "your turn slave girl" and ran into the guys locker room. Now Pat was my slave again and I just owed Trish one day as her sex slave. When I came out of the guys locker room Pat had already left. I found her at home watching a hockey game. As soon as I got home I had her in our bedroom sucking my cock. She reminded me of my promise not to hold anything against her and I agreed but also told her that I was very horny for some unknown reason and needed to be sucked off. I really enjoyed myself and grabbed her head when I shot my hot cum into her mouth. Pat sucked me dry like a good slave. I was not going to hold her actions against her but I did intend to make it very obvious to her friends who was the slave now. My Slave Comes Over Ch. 01 You knock timidly on my apartment door. You look nervously around as you wait for me to answer, not sure what you are doing here. I answer the door in a purple corset that just barely hide my nipples. You look me up and down, seeing my matching 5 inch spike heels, purple stockings that are attached to a deep purple garter belt. My panties are a light violet and you can see my pussy lips through them. "Come in. Come in." I say to you with a smile. You sheepishly walk into the large living area. I shut and lock the door. I watch you walk and look at my apartment. I softly tsk you. "You are dressed far too conservatively. Let's get you dressed appropriately." I say to you. I kiss you softly and slip my tongue into your mouth as I unbutton your pants and drop them to the floor. I unclasp your bra through you t-shirt and then pull both over your head. You step out of your pants as I drop to my knees and kiss your pussy through your panties. I lower them to the floor and you step out of the panties. I give your slit a flick of my tongue. I then leave you naked except for your shoes. I come back and slip a collar and leash around your neck. "On you knees." I order you. I then whistle, and five naked men come out from my bedroom. You look at the 5 men and you know what is going to be done to your slutty body. You look at me with frightened eyes, waiting to be raped by the 5 cocks. Then you drop down and start to lick my 5 inch spike heels, as your pussy starts to get wet, I smile and say "these men are here to play with your body, my Pet." Two men come over. one licks his hand and rubs it on his cock. He bends down and lifts your hips into the air. He then points his cock and shoves it into your tight pussy. The second one lifts your head up and slips his large cock into your mouth. I drop my panties to the floor and move over to a love seat. The other three men follow me. One drops to his knees as I sit down and starts eating my pussy while I start sucking and jerking the other tow cocks. All five men know that they have to cum only on or in you. The man fucking your pussy pulls out and lines up his cock with your ass. I see you watching me. So I stand up. One guy slips his cock into my pussy and carries me over to where you are being fucked. I wave another guy over and he slips underneath you and shoves his cock into your pussy. I put my hand on the back of your head and force you deeper onto the large cock. The guy in your ass groans and fills your ass with his cum. He pulls out and the man fucking your face lets him shove his shrinking cock into your mouth. You lick the cock clean. He then takes a seat on the couch, slowly massaging his flaccid dick and balls as he watches you get fucked. The guy in your pussy suddenly drops his load deep inside you and you clean his cock before he sits down. You are now kneeling, and two men stand over you and you alternate sucking and jerking each cock. The first of the two men explodes all over your face. The man fucking me in the air sets me down and stars jerking off over you. He plasters your face with more cum. After a few minutes of more sucking, and me pushing your head all the way down on the final cock, he cums in your mouth and on your tits. Three of the guys are hard again, but they wait. I tell you to lie on your back. I squat down and finger my slit and play with my clit. I moan and squeeze my thighs together for a moment. I then explode and squirt my she-cum all over your belly. Some squirts reach as far as your knees, but most pools on our belly and in your bellybutton. You use your fingers and lick some of my juices. I smile at you, and walk out of the room. I come back with some ropes and handcuffs. I have my sex whip tucked under my arm. I lift your hands and handcuff them. Then I do the same to your ankles. I tie the handcuffs together and hand the rope to one of the men. He threads it through a hook in the ceiling and he and another man hoist you in the air. They weigh down the rope with some books and the end of a table. The two men then take positions by your face. I gently run the whip against your dripping pussy. I smack you softly and order you to start sucking. I bend down and kiss your pussy and slip a finger in your ass. I slowly finger your ass, getting three of my slender fingers in your ass. When I don't think you are sucking good enough, I smack your pussy with the whip. The two men finish and drop their second load on your face, neck, and tits. Another guy comes up and sticks his cock in your mouth. A fourth slips his dick into my pussy. As he fucks me, I start to spank your tits with the whip. As he fucks me harder, the harder I hit your. My tongue becomes buried in your pussy as the man fucks me. The man fucking me pulls out and cums on you, I continue to taste your sweet pussy, making you cum and I tongue-fuck your pussy. The man you are sucking shoots his load in your mouth, and it dribbles out of your mouth and over your face. Finally, the final man walks over. He tells you to lick his balls while he jerks himself off. He quickly cums, and shoots his load over your chest. I use the handle of the whip and drive it into your ass. I then slip my fingers into your cunt and finger your cunt while slamming the handle in your ass as hard as I can. I tease and nibble on your clit and you quickly cum again. I let go of the whip and walk away from you, panting. I walk over to the couch in front of you and sit down. I tell one of the men to come and bring me off, and another to nibble on your clit until you explode. The man brings me off quickly, twice, and then goes to help his friend to fuck you silly. The three other men gather their clothes, beat off in your face, and leave. You cum several more times, and the last two men fuck your ass and pussy and leave their cum inside of you. They lower you onto the ground, grab their things and leave. I walk over to you and kiss you. "You will sleep like this for tonight my pet." I tell you, leaving your arms and legs up in the air, your body covered in cum. My Slave Girl You enter the room, and the lights are off. It's pitch black inside although the light from the hall behind you casts a few shadows within. "Master!" you call out. "Come in slave" You hear my voice. "Master I cant see..." You begin... "COME IN!" My voice is firm and loud, and startles you some, but also makes your heart skip a beat. You enter the room and close the door behind you, you are now blind. You hear footsteps approach you, your breathing quickens in anticipation. Suddenly you feel a pair of hands on your shoulders... "Whose bitch are you?" You hear my voice... "Yours Master" "Whose slave are you?" "Yours Master" "Who do you want to please?" "You Master" "Good!" With that you feel the the hands tighten on your shoulders and the dress is ripped off your body, you let out a small scream in suprise. You feel a stinging as a hand slaps your face and then hear my voice. "Bitch shut up!" You are now in your underwear alone. "Whose bitch are you?" You can hear that I'm circling you but you wonder how I can see you in this total darkness... "Yours Master" "Whose slave are you?" "Yours Master" "Who do you want to please?" "You Master" "Good!" With that you feel the cold metal of a knife thrust under your bra strap and slice it away, the bra falls away into the dark, the knife repeats the action and slices away your panties, which are already damp with anticipation. They fall to the ground and you stand there naked. The room is silent.. All you can hear is the pounding of your own heart. "Assume the position!" You respond to my voice immediately, and stand with your legs apart and place your hands together behind your back... You feel a hand between your legs... Touching your pussy, you're suprised at how wet you are.... The fingers tease your clit... You feel your cunt twitching.... You sense that the person has kneeled before you and you feel a mouth on your smooth shaved pussy, licking biting and sucking upon you... "Master!" You moan. Once again the smarting pain this time across your ass, "Shut up bitch" This causes your pussy to twitch so hard you think you'll snap in two. The hands of the person run up and down your thighs, you feel orgasm approaching. "Permission to cum, Master!" You begin. "Denied" My voice is firm, and you know you must hold it... The mouth expertly licks and sucks on you, you do your best to fight the need to cum, suddenly another pair of hands are on your ass, they pull your cheeks apart and you feel a face rammed in between them and a tongue licking and probing at your ass hole... The sensation is too much... You cum immediately... A hard wrenching orgasm... Your knees buckle and you fall to the floor.... The room goes silent, as the orgasm traces thru your body... "I'm sorry Master!! I couldn't help it!" You panted... "You'll regret that you little slut" You hear me bark. Suddenly you feel a hand grab your hair and wrench you to your feet, and you're pulled along. Next you feel yourself lifted up and thrown thru the air to land face down on a large soft bed. Deep within you wonder how your Master can see what he's doing in the pitch darkness. "Dont move bitch!" You hear my voice, the firmness of the command makes your already soaking pussy just a little bit wetter. "I told you not to cum, didnt I bitch?" "Yes Master!" "But the horny little fuck slut you are, you had to cum, didnt you bitch!" "Yes Master, forgive me Master!" You're voice is filled with a sincere apology, but deep down you know what is coming next, this makes your body begin to tremble with anticipation. You hear a whistle in the air and then a sharp searing, but exquisite pain across your ass. You let out a sharp gasp as the whip strikes again, and again. A hand is shoved between your legs and fingers probe your pussy. "Look at you you little whore, you just love to be used and abused dont you?" "yes Master, anything for You Master" "Okay, then love this bitch!" You feel a weight on the bed then realise that someone is straddling you from behind, suddenly you feel a sharp pain and a cock is shoved into your tight ass. Quickly the pain vanishs and pleasure replaces it, sweeping thru your body You begin to feel an orgasm approaching as you realise that theres a hand playing with your pussy, rubbing on your swollen clit as your Masters cock reams your ass, this continues until it finally overtakes you and your body quivers with delight once more. The cock continues to pound away at your ass, suddenly you feel your hair pulled hard and your face, once buried in the bed is pulled hard backwards. "Show me what a good bitch you are!" You hear me rumble from behind, suddenly you face is pushed back down and into a hot wet pussy. Its shaved, and smoothed and stinking of sex. The aroma makes you heady and charges your body to the point of cumming again. "Eat it slut!" You begin to lick and suck on the pussy before you, biting and licking at the clit. You lick down her dripping crack to her ass and you push your tongue as far inside as you can. You hear a woman moaning. "Thats is bitch, make her cum!" My words goad you on, making you get hornier, and the fact my cock is still sliding in and out of your tight ass makes your head swirl... You mouth does its work, tonguing her ass, licking her smooth pussy, sucking on her swolen clit, until finally she cums heavily in your face. You feel the thick cum oozing out of her and begin to lap it up hungrily... "Shes a good bitch!" You hear the woman say. You smile at the compliment and place a wet kiss on her pussy as a thank you just before she moves away. You feel your Master pounding faster and faster realising that hes about to cum, your ass squeezes hungrily, awaiting the hot load. Suddenly the cock is whipped out of your ass, and you feel movement quickly around the bed and the cock is shoved into your waiting mouth. Hot cum fills your mouth squirting down the back of your throat. "Yes bitch, swallow it all, suck it clean, suck it dry slut!" You suck and lick and swallow quickly, obeying your Masters every word. The cocktail of juices taste sweet in your mouth, swelling your senses to bursting point. The cock remains hard in your mouth, as you suck the last of the cum from it. "Good girl!" The praise of your Master makes you smile broadly, as cum and other juices trickle down your chin. Your Master moves you, and lays underneath. "Get on!" The order is short and sharp and you obey, straddling me, sliding my cock into your waiting pussy. This is the feeling that you were waiting for, having me, your Master inside your pussy. This is the reward you needed. "Ride me bitch!" You feel my hand across your ass, as I slap you, and you begin to ride me, up and down, my cock sliding in and out of your soaking pussy. You ride hard, friction making your already sensitive clit twinge in delight. "Harder!" I command, slapping your red ass hard. You obey and ride my cock even harder, and once more feel an orgasm welling up within. In the midst of the pleasure you realise that someone is now behind you, and you feel a cock being pressed between your cheeks. Quickly the other cock is within your asshole, fucking your ass in opposite rhythm to my cock in your pussy. As my cock slid in, the other cock slid out, and vice versa. Then they join in rhythm, both in, both out. You are in heaven you believe, the sensation is incredible. Two cocks fucking you, and the cum of your master in your mouth. "Dont cum yet bitch!" The words came too late, as you climax. You scream loudly in delight as your lower half is pounded, and you body jerks and shakes as the hardest orgasm yet fills you. The two cocks are removed straight away and you are thrown on your back, still twitching. "Told you not to cum, didnt I fuckslut!?" You are too breathless to even respond as your pussy throbs almost painfully. Suddenly you hear the whistle of the whip and you feel a pleasure/pain on your clit. Then again, and again! "Sorry Master, forgive me please!" You beg. "Open your mouth bitch!" You do and two cock heads are forced in your mouth, just as you feel another lash to your pussy and clit. The pleasure/pain barrier is blurred, you know you're feeling alot of pain, but the pleasure is equivalent if not greater. Then your mouth is filled with cum, as both cocks shoot their load into you mouth, filling it and making it overflow. You swallow and gag on the hot liquid. You feel it trickling down your cheek, tasting the slight differences between both cocks, the juice from your pussy and the juice from your ass. You suck both cocks dry, until they are removed from your mouth. Movement on the bed once again as you realise bodies are leaving it. You lay there and feel a body remain there next to you, warm and firm, you instantly recognise me. I place my arms around you and kiss you gently... "That was very good, slave. Your Master is truly pleased with you!" You feel stinging on your ass cheeks, and a tenderness in your pussy, but never before have you felt so pleasured, so alive and so happy. You see the door open and light from outside flood in blinding you for a second. You barely make out 2 outlines leaving the room, one large one smaller, the door closes and darkness once again surrounds you. But you feel the arms of your Master around you, you feel safe and warm! Once again I kiss you. "Very Good Slave. Sleep now!" You drift off, sleep claims you as its own! My Slave is Swapped Ch. 01 The crop was laid aside after I had administered it the tenth time. It hadn’t been a harsh whipping, but your arse was red and pleasing to my eye, and I hadn’t broken the skin. I ran my fingers lightly over it, and saw you flinch, but you didn’t moan or say a word. I went to the cupboard and got out some soothing ointment, and from here I could see your face, it was red, and a few tears were noticeable but you had taken the crop without quarrel. I wondered if you thought I was a mean Mistress. I had ordered you into this position, and as always you obeyed without complaint. I was proud of you and for the next 48 hours you were not to be under my care. I had swapped you for Master D’s slave girl. I just hoped that you would obey him and make me proud as you mainly did for me. As I rubbed in the ointment, I told you that within an hour you would be delivered to him, and she would be bought back here to serve me. Granting you permission to speak, I heard that you were worried, you had never served a male Master before, but I told you I thought you were ready. I know it took a lot for you to say “Yes Mistress” in the end, but that’s the way things were to be. You were here to do as I said, and not as you wanted. I looked forward to hearing Master D’s version of what happened there, as I was to hear your account. I had no doubt I would be telling you something of “my slave girl” also. The next hour passed quickly, as I helped you pack for your journey. I had included several of our “toys”, butt plugs and other things. In this day and age one can’t be too careful with all the diseases around, but also I thought you might be happier to see some familiar objects. I was also sure Master D followed a safe sex practice and would have other things to use and abuse you with. That thought made me hot, and for the next five minutes, I insisted that you use your tongue on my clitoris and pussy as a parting gesture. I wanted to send you away with my taste and smell. Your tongue lovingly lapped my juices up, and treated my clit so wonderfully that it was easy to orgasm, and I had been horny since I had whipped you. It was well timed, because just at that moment I heard the door bell ring, the driver had arrived to take you away, and deliver the slave girl. I covered myself with a black robe, and ushered you downstairs. You opened the door and on the door step was my new Slave and the driver. I saw your eyes meet hers, and then you were grabbed by the driver and taken to the car. I didn’t wave you goodbye, although you didn’t take your eyes off me at all, and your face looked hurt. I said my own farewell and wished you luck under my breath, as I looked over my acquisition. As I had expected she was delightful. She was elfin to look at, petite, with short shaggy black hair, and was covered in a cape of black, with short ankle length boots. I wondered how her Master had her dressed under it, but wasn’t going to find out on the doorstep. I took her hand and led her inside; her eyes had been demurely lowered although I am sure she had taken me in albeit briefly with her eyes. In the hallway I flung back her cape, and found that her medium sized breasts were naked, although she had a creative nipple thing on. Each nipple had a slip knot of heavy twine over it, with a chain between them. I knew if I pulled down on the chain that it would tighten around her nipples. The only other thing she was wearing was a very brief, white see though mini, which would flounce out as she moved. I pulled down on the chain, and saw her nipples being tightened, and she let out a moan. Her moan was sultry, and I gave her permission to speak. She admitted to me she had never had a Mistress, and in fact never had a female. She was relatively new to slavery but was enjoying learning for her Master. She tried to be obedient although that didn’t always happen, and was learning that punishment was the only way to gain it. She seemed to be a female version of you, my slave. I liked fresh, not quite trained slaves. I told her to climb up the stairs, and I stayed behind her enough to see her buttocks. They were slightly pink, and I wondered if she had been beaten like I had beaten my slave before leaving. She also had a welt mark, that appeared totally healed, and I filed that in the back of my mind of things to ask her later. I don’t know if she realised it but she was turning me on again. I told her which room to enter, my bedroom for now. I would expose her to the “playroom” later, although knowing Master D his dungeon would surely be better equipped than mine. I sat in my arm chair, while she stood in front of me and told her some of her duties. The main one which she must not forget is that she is never to talk without permission, unless of course there was an emergency. It was a punishable offence, although punishment would happen whenever I desired it, but I was usually fair. She would be called Slave for the duration; I was not at all interested in finding out her name. I don’t think she was happy with this but didn’t vocalise it. Finally to seal the deal I told her to get on her knees and lick up the juices, that were left from earlier, and the new ones that had developed by looking at her. She was hesitant and I slapped her arm and pulled on her nipple chain. I knew she hadn’t been with a woman before but it was no excuse, although I was gentle this time. She moaned briefly and then came to me on her knees. I opened my robe, and put my legs over the arms of the chair. I knew she had a very intimate view of me, and I could almost feel her eyes boring into me, perhaps even mentally comparing us. I did allow her a few moments to take in the scene, before I pushed her down to lap me. At first I felt her kiss me, and I allowed it. I could feel her hot breath on me, and it felt great. Next I felt her tongue, hesitant at first at my pussy entrance where I know a lot of my love milk had collected. Her tongue started to lap at it, and I could hear the wet noises. It turned me on even more. She established her rhythm quickly and licked me from pussy to anus. I thought she had forgotten my clitoris, but after a while I felt it being nuzzled around by her. She swirled that hard bud around making it hard for me not to moan. Then she made her tongue pointy and started to fuck my pussy entrance, going higher each time. For the first time in ages I was in a real quandary, I wanted her to continue but I needed her to stop. I did not want her to see me orgasm within minutes of entering my house, and so rather cruelly I pushed her over, and closed my legs, and told her that the deal was closed. She lay sprawled out giving me a great visual of her pussy. She was totally shaven, and knowing Master D I wasn’t surprised. I could see she was turned on too, her pussy juices were glistening. It made my mouth water, I wanted to taste her, but I couldn’t as yet, I needed to establish that I was her Mistress. I could see she had some sort of anal device too, probably an anal plug. I liked that idea because I badly wanted to fuck her arsehole later with a rather big strap on, and her hole was being kept open for me. For now though I was just going to make her do house duties, and hope that she made some error. I didn’t want to appear too eager in punishing her. So I gave her a brief tour of the house, and left her cleaning the kitchen while I went back to shower. I had noticed her face was a little red, and running my hands over my mostly shaven pussy, I felt that I could use a shave. I was going to look forward to that task. I wasn’t sure she had shaven a woman, although she may have shaved her Master. As I wasn’t going out that day I donned a favourite Dominatrix outfit mainly to establish my dominance over her. There wasn’t a lot to leave to the imagination. It had a leather bra with the area for nipples cut out. I also had on a leather g string, with clips at the sides for easy access, and a garter belt, holding up my black stockings, and knee high boots. I had a black sheer skirt, that was long, at the back and covered my buttocks and down to the knees, the front was non existent. I carried with me a small crop, more for appearance than usage, although it had been used. My hair was left long down my back, with a leather head band. I went into the sitting room, to work on some household accounts. I could hear noises from the kitchen, as my slave worked on. Eventually I heard an “Oh Shivers” after what sounded like a glass had broken. I went in to investigate, and found her picking out the pieces of a crystal glass, out of the sink. She saw me enter, and went white. She had broken 2 rules – speaking without permission, and she broke my property, and both acts were punishable. Saying nothing, I just beckoned at her to follow me. The worried expression on her face said it all, but she obeyed. We went back up the stairs, with her trailing this time, and then we entered my “playroom”. It was a large room, well lit by double windows. A rack was fixed into the wall, there were open shelves displaying all types of tools, toys and whips, and on the floor in a pile were cushions. Nearly central to the room was my “horse”. It was 4 foot long, and padded, and was at a height that a slave could bend over it comfortably. There were padded cuffs to hold their arms and hands and ankles. In one corner, there were chains that hung from the ceiling. A love couch was the only other item remaining in the room. I indicated to my slave that she was to bend over the horse, and I attached her arms and hands into the cuffs, and parted her legs, and restrained them at the ankle. She looked at me and started to say something, but I put my crop to her lips and told her that I would be fair, but the permission to talk rule still stood. With a resigned look on her face, she closed her eyes, and mentally got ready for her punishment. I stripped her mini shirt off her, and feasted my eyes on her naked back. There were a few strap marks on her back, and lower on her buttocks there was the welts that I had previously seen. My punishments tended not to be as harsh, I disliked permanently scarring skin. However, it was exciting to see that she had been harshly treated, and I wondered what she had done to deserve them. I then told her why she was being punished, and how many strokes. I had decided on eight, three for talking without permission, and five for breaking my property, and I saw her shoulders droop. My small crop seemed ideal for this first punishment; I really didn’t want to scare her away. When we had spoken in the bedroom, we had agreed on our “safe” word, which was jellybean. This was a word that would never enter into the context of what was happening. She also knew that she was free to leave if she wished. It’s often a mistaken thought that slaves cannot leave. In my world they can, they have rights as much as anyone. I was totally against imposed slavery. I gently caressed her buttocks, and I wondered if I should remove her anal apparatus. I didn’t see the harm in it though; I would avoid that spot, and go higher. I asked if she was ready and the tentative nod of the head indicated this. I bought the crop down high on her left buttock, and her body jerked and she let out a low moan. I aimed for the same place on the opposing cheek, and again she jerked and moaned. I briefly wondered if eight lashes had been too much for her, but I couldn’t retract it now. The third and fourth were aimed slightly lower, I didn’t want to overlap them, or break the skin. By the fifth and sixth, there was no moaning and a quick glance showed me, that indeed she was getting turned on by this treatment, I could see her pussy glistening. Her arse cheeks were glowing deep red and I was feeling pretty horny myself. I took my time in administering the last two, and made them harder, and was delighted to be rewarded with her moaning again. I was sure she actually wiggled her bottom at me! I went over to the cupboard and bought out some soothing gel, and wasn’t surprised to see a few tears on her delightful face. She had taken her punishment well, although we weren’t finished yet. I could feel the heat from her butt cheeks, before I soothed them with the gel. She moaned softly but I knew it wasn’t from pain. She was enjoying the feeling. I was curious about her arsehole, and so I decided to remove its plug. I grasped the protruding end, and rotated it around a few times. Then I slowly removed it. Her hole was open to me for a while, and I enjoyed watching it diminish. She had such a lovely puckered hole, when it finally closed, and she really turned me on. I could smell a combination of gel, and her musty anal smell. I put the butt plug in front of her lips, and told her to lick it clean. She must have been used to this request, because she licked it without a murmur. Whilst she was doing this, I planned my next move. I was decidedly horny. Giving her and my own slave the crop earlier was taking it toll. The quick orgasm I had received earlier was just a fleeting memory. I was ready for some hard action. I went over to the cupboard and looked over my toys. I selected a double dildo which I didn’t often use. One end of it went inside my pussy, or for that matter arse, and the other end inside whatever hole I pleased on the other person. My end was of average size, the other end was quite a bit bigger. I could visualise it going inside her. I went over to the couch, which was in front of her, seated myself and opened my thighs. My nipples were hard and erect and poking through my leather bra. I squeezed each one in turn, and lightly flicked them. I wet my fingers and plucked at my nipples, making them as long as I could. In doing so I felt lovely tingle going to down my pussy. I unclipped my g string and wiggled out, I held it up to my nose, and could smell my own juices mingled with the leather, and my juices had made it wet. I was tempted to lick them, but I didn’t. At this stage I didn’t want to appear weak. My finger went down to play with my clitoris. It was huge and hard by this stage, and my flowing juices made my fingers wet. My pussy was slick and there was a collection of them at my butt, tickling that area. I glanced over at her, she appeared intrigued. I took hold of my end of the double dildo and slide it through my wetness. Backward and forward it went, opening my pussy lips at the same time. My clit was nuzzled around by it too. When it was wet, I went over to my slave and demanded that she lick it clean. There was no hesitation this time; I think she had developed a liking for pussy juice. She slurped and licked and sucked that phallic thing clean, and she smiled when she had finished, and licked her lips. She really was delighting me. I returned to the couch, and grabbed hold of the other end, and slide my end back through my pussy milk. I did this numerous amounts of time, always making sure to hit my clitoris, and enjoyed the erotic sensations I was feeling. Finally I let the head of the dildo gain entrance to my cunt. Her saliva coupled together with my wetness, made it glide inside me easily. I slowly fucked the dildo inside me, getting higher each time. My legs widened automatically, and my head fell back, and I closed my eyes, just enjoying the feeling. I knew she was watching avidly, I had no reason to observe her. When I was as high as I could go, I stopped moving it, and let my muscles tense and relax around it, doing my pelvic floor exercises. They always turned me on more when I had something to clench around. After my 100 of those, I slowly started to move it inside me again, in and out. I bought it nearly out, and plunged it back in fast, moaning when it hit the g spot. My clitoris throbbed, and I knew that it wouldn’t take much for me to orgasm. However, I wanted so much to enjoy my slave girl, so I reluctantly stopped. I strapped on the dildo feeling its fullness inside me, and looked at her. She was smiling; she knew what was going to happen. Again I had to make a decision. Should I release her from her bonds, and take her over to the cushions and make love to her? Or should I stay in Mistress Mode, and keep her in this more humiliating position? It was a real quandary until I saw her continue to smile. I am not sure what she expected, but I decided that she should stay my slave girl, and I walked behind her. Again I admired her fine arse. Some of the redness had disappeared, and to my joy I could see her thighs glistening with her sap. My “cock” protruded greatly, and I guided it through her slickness a few times. It came away shimmering, and without her knowledge I ran my finger over it, and collected some, and licked my finger clean. As I had expected she tasted superb. It was hard to stop myself burrowing my face into her vagina. I planned to do it though, but it was too early in our relationship for niceties yet. I grabbed my “cock” again, and plunged it up her cunt without warning. She grunted out loud at the force of it. I showed no mercy, and repeated it, delighting at her jerky body movements. My end of the dildo kept hitting my g spot, sending tingles down my body. With my fingers I frantically plucked at my nipples, and slid down to my navel where my piercing was against one of my erogenous zones. My body was on fire, and again I withdrew and plunged. Her buttocks moved with the force, and her moans were music to my ears. My penis was now wet with her juices, and I reached over her shoulder and gave her nipple chain a yank. This made her groan loudly, and as I couldn’t see, I hoped I hadn’t done it too hard. My “cock” had a mind of its own though, and was at her anal entrance. I wondered if it was lubed up enough for that delectable hole. So I went slowly instead of adding some. It took some teasing to finally gain access; I presume she had relaxed her muscles. I played around that puckered hole for a while, and finally she opened, like a rosebud. Slowly I fucked my enormous “cock” into her, each time gaining a little, until it could go no further. To my surprise she went absolutely berserk. Her buttocks backed onto me, hoping for more, her moaning and groaning was much louder, and her breathing rapid. I quickly told her she had permission to speak, and her first words were “Fuck me Mistress, please”. I took my penis out totally, and watched again as her hole slowly closed. I loved watching this. Without warning, when it was closed I plunged it harder and swifter inside her and she cried out something intelligible. I didn’t stop to find out, I was becoming frenetic myself. The cock inside me was moving, and the clitoris plaything was affecting me. I was extremely horny, and very close to coming. I kept plunging in and out of that arsehole, thriving on it. She was too; her wails and movements told me so. I couldn’t get enough of her, and the pace became frantic. Fucking her hard and fast was also fucking me hard and fast, and I had clitoral stimulation. I wasn’t sure she would orgasm this way, so I reached down, and sought out her clit. It was as hard as mine and throbbing. My hand was drenched with her pussy slime. I kept plunging into her while stimulating her clitoris, and plunging 2 fingers inside her. I could feel my cock through the thin walls. My moans met hers, we were both so close. It was so exciting because I was not used to slaves being so vocal. The harder I plunged the louder she got. I kept this up a little while longer, but I knew I was going to orgasm, so I played with her clitoris more. I was rewarded with an “Oh my god Mistress, I am going to come” and that was enough to finish me. I felt my body tremble, my clitoris throb, my nipples go even harder, the sweet tingling of my nerve ends culminating in my pussy and arse, and I screamed as my orgasm overtook me. Whilst I was lost in my orgasm, I knew that she had come also. My hand came away from her cunt and clit drenched, and her screams of delight were still echoing in my mind. We were both stunned for a while, I know I was enjoying the aftermath of my coming, and my body was still twitching. I slowly withdrew my “cock” and unstrapped myself. I released her from her bondage, and gently kissed her very sore nipples. I led her to the cushions, and told her to rest for a while. Her duties as my slave would continue very soon. My Slave is Swapped Ch. 01 To be continued … My Slave Kayce My eyes burned a hole through her. I stared before taking the time to enjoy the site of her body. Her name was Kayce and we had been friends for a long time. It had always been apparent that we had a lot of similar interests but we always had obstacles. She had boyfriends and I had my share of girlfriends as well. Finally, it all came together. Her body was tightly wrapped with a dark purple latex skirt with matching top. I watched her hands move around a bit, testing the cuffs as they rested comfortably on her black gloved wrists. The boots she wore were black. They came up to her knees and glistened when the light hit them. I held the riding crop firmly in hand as I swung it forward, smacking her latex covered breast. Moans escaped her blood red lips. Kayce's large breast bounced every time I gave them a hard whack of my leather crop. In turn, that had my cock straining against my tight leather pants. I unzipped my pants and pulled out my 8 inch hard dick. My tongue lashed at her neck before my teeth sank in. Her latex skirt rubbed against me, driving me wild. "I'm going to turn you into a bad girl. You are so fucking innocent. After tonight, you are going to be a wild...crazy...slut. You'll beg for me to fuck you. So you are aware, for now on, you are going to wear latex and only latex." Kayce nodded. "It looks great, tightly wrapped around your sexy body. Oh! Last but not least, I love my girls to smoke." The table next to me had a pack of cigarettes laying on it. "Open your mouth slut." She complied. The cigarette rest between her lips as I lit the tip. My hands reacted quickly to grab it before it fell as she coughed repeatedly. "It takes some time my little smoking whore. Now take another hit." She inhaled yet again and coughed. This time not as hard, as she burned through the cigarette. She grew more accustomed to it. The site of her in the shiny tight dress, smoking, was hard to take. My cock throbbed. The need to be inside of her grew unbearable. Quickly, I uncuffed her and grabbed her by her dyed red hair, dragging her towards the bed. My mind raced with ideas of what I wanted to do to her as I tossed her onto the bed. I pressed my hands down around her, feeling the soft satin sheets under me. Her eyes met mine and I saw a fire within them. She wanted it as much as me. I kept my eyes locked on hers, deeply staring as I licked slowly up her purple outfit. My teeth sink in on her breast as Kayce lifts up her skirt to reveal her bare pussy. She spreads the lips with her fingers. It's soaking wet. My cock slides in between the lips, gliding smoothly, before I push all of it inside of her. "Do you like having all of that hard dick inside of your dirty cunt?" Kayce nodded, "Yes master. I love your big cock inside of me." Her pussy is dripping as I squeeze her left breast, pushing every inch of me inside. Her finger franticly rubs her clitoris. My cock pushes deep. The head swells as it brushes against her opening. "Ok bitch," I pull out of her cunt and move towards her mouth, "It is time to show how well you suck a dick." Her gloved hand wrapped firmly around the bottom of my thick shaft. Her tongue was so smooth as it slowly went up the length, poking my piss hole. She took my plump head into her mouth, swirling her tongue around my shaft. "Mm, you are doing so good. You must suck a lot of dicks, you whore!" Kayce was caught off guard when I gripped her hair between my clenched fist and drove my rod deep down her throat. I continuously fucked her deep as she gagged. Her mascara ran down her face as she struggled, trying to refrain from puking. My index and middle fingers pressed tightly on her nostrils so she gagged harder as I drove it deeper. "You are taking it like a good slut. I just might have to keep you." Thrusting hard against her throat, saliva ran down her chin as it dangled. With one hard push she nearly threw up and it drove me over the edge. My cock spurted hot semen onto her tongue and onto the sides of her mouth, some of it coating her tonsils. "Oh fuck. Open your mouth, let me see that big load of cum." She held her flooded mouth open as some of my seed ran down her lips. "Very nice. Now spit it into your gloved hand." Kayce seemed relieved as the cum and spit mix dropped from her mouth onto the palm of her hand. It shined with the latex. "Good slut. Now suck it back up and swallow every fucking drop. Her eyes lit up, a bit surprised. "Yes master." Like a good girl, she sucked it back up and swallowed. To my surprise, she licked her glove clean. I couldn't help but smile. "Well Kayce, I definitely am going to be keeping you. You will be my little slave. Would you like that?" She shook her head up and down as she sucked on the tips of her fingers, getting the last bit of my cum into her mouth. My Slave, My Master Jenn and Tom had been married 15 years. Though their sex life had gone through the typical lifecycle – jumping each other every chance they had in college, and slowing down since their two kids were born – Tom was still totally into Jenn, and Jenn was totally into Tom. Sure, they'd both put on some pounds, and age was doing what age does. But he still found her body just as hot as he did at 19 – maybe even hotter with her breasts so much bigger after kids. She was still into him; his gentle touch and his incredible stamina. Beneath the surface, though, both were holding back. Even going back to when they were dating, Tom had an insatiable fascination with bondage. For Jenn, it was somewhat of an uncomfortable subject. Though she'd let Tom tie her up a few times, and she'd tied him up a few other times, she never really understood his fascination. What they'd done was 'bondage light,' with one or the other tying the other up with scarves, bras, panties – whatever! – but never really acting out the part of the master and the part of the willing, well, as weird as it was to say it, slave. On their 15th anniversary, the couple went to the Bahamas, where they had rented a small bungalow. The morning before they were to leave, Tom passed Jenn a note. "What's this," she asked. "Just read it," he replied. Dear Jenn- I know we're about to leave, but I wanted to propose something to you. You know I have always been curious about exploring sexuality through bondage. You have tried to play before, and I can't tell you how much I appreciate that. But we both know that it's always been awkward because you have felt like you didn't know how to act. Well, I wanted to do something about that. I want to tell you that if I want you to dominate me it is because I am giving you all of the control because I trust you. I want you to tell me what to do. For at least an hour or so, I want you to act like you own me, and use me for your pleasure. It's not the act of being tied up that turns me on, it's the idea of being yours, and being used to make you cum. I don't want you to be polite, I want you to be rough and let your animal urges drive you. I want you to tease me close to the brink and then let me slowly fall back down again. And I want to do it to you, too. I want to tie you up and make you hornier than you imagined you ever could be. I want to make you beg for release, all the while knowing that when it comes, it will be the most powerful orgasm you've ever experienced. If this idea is at all okay with you, please tell me. I want so bad to serve at your pleasure, and to give you release as we exchange power. I love you, Tom She tried to collect her thoughts to respond – she felt a bit lightheaded, and looked at him. She couldn't even explain her feelings. Even though the idea of bondage had never been her idea of a great time, she felt her pussy growing damp as she read his letter. Across the table, Tom was dying. "Oh shit!" he thought. "Have I just completely destroyed my marriage?!" Jenn cleared her throat. "Umm... this is what you want? You want me to be your slave for one night, and you want to be my slave on another night?" "Yeah... I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking. I never should..." "No!" she spurted. "No – don't be sorry. I just ... I know it's your fantasy, but I've never understood where you were coming from. I just – I never know if I would go too far." "Jenn, it would be just about impossible for you to go too far. It's like playing a game, being in a movie or a play or something. We're playing roles, and I want you to play the role of the dominant. And when we switch, you'd play the role of the submissive who wants nothing so much as to be fucked." She smiled. "I think I get it a little better now," she said. "And I want to do this for you. But I want you to go first. I want you to dominate me. Show me how it's done so I can do it right when it's my turn." Tom was hard just hearing her say the words. "I love you!" he said. "I want to make it work, and I want it to be a surprise. So let's plan that one night on vacation, I will do it." Jenn blushed. "Should I wear anything special? I mean, what do you want me to do?" "Don't worry about the details. You'll know when I say something." *** The first two nights of their vacation came and went without a hitch – and without the surprise. They had sex, all right, championship sex. But never did he break out the dominance. Jenn was surprised each night as she found herself disappointed that this wasn't the evening. My God, she thought in the shower while shaving her pussy bare, I think maybe I really DO want this! On the third evening of the vacation, they got ready to go out to dinner. Jenn got dressed in full view of Tom, changing into her sheerest, shiniest, tightest white satin panty and bra set. She knew it drove him crazy, and she knew they were running out of nights. Odds were, something ought to happen. At dinner, Tom handed her a present. She began to unwrap it. "Why don't you open the box just below the table?" he suggested. Inside was a fleshy, pink dildo – at least six inches long. She gasped and closed the box. "What are you thinking?" he asked "I can't believe you'd give me this in public!" she whispered. "I'm not just giving it to you in public," he said. "You will use it in public. Tonight is the night you've been waiting for. Is your pussy wet?" She squirmed. "Just a little, but more now. Tom, please don't make me use it right..." "Don't worry," he said. "I'm not going to have you pull up your skirt right here! I want you to go to the restroom, get yourself wet, and stick the dildo up your pussy. Then put your panties back up tight to help hold it in, and come back here. And whatever you do, do not let yourself cum. Do you understand?" Jenn was speechless. And then she realized that she was giving herself over totally to him for the evening. That she, in fact, would exist for his pleasure. But she also trusted her husband – trusted him more than anyone – and knew that she'd not be sorry. "Yes, sir," she said. Good grief – did I just call him sir?! Jenn walked to the bathrooms and felt her pussy juice between her legs. Without touching her, without one piece of clothing being taken off, Tom had gotten her wetter than she could imagine. She went into a stall in the ladies' room and lowered her panties. She fingered her pussy and couldn't believe how wet she was. She took the dildo out of her handbag and touched it to her hole. She was on fire. Slowly, she pushed the cock into her swampy puss, gasping as she did. She eased her panties back up and pulled them tight. The back end of the dildo bulged from the satin crotch as she stood up, concentrating on the fullness she felt and squeezing her pussy walls to keep it in. She walked over to the mirror, every step a kind of torture, and checked her composure in the mirror. She felt like she had 'sex' written all over her face! Tom looked at her as she came back. She had a cross between a smile and a glare on her face. He could tell she was being affected, especially when she sat down and the chair must have pushed it further up in. "How do you feel, my dear?" he asked. "I don't know," she said in a breathy voice. "I feel so full, and I'm afraid it will pop out." "Your panties should keep it safely in," Tom said. "Do you like feeling full?" "Yes, but I'm afraid I will cum." Tom looked at her. "You will NOT cum until I tell you that you may. Is that clear?" "But I don't know...." "Stop," he told her. "Repeat what I said." "I won't cum until you tell me I can, master." "Good," he replied. "And look, here's our food!" She barely squeaked out a thank you to the waiter, and pecked at her food. She could barely concentrate on eating when her pussy was simply melting at her seat. She wondered: Will I get so wet it will go through my dress? As she wondered, she rocked back and forth a bit. Tom asked "Feeling a bit better about it." Jenn rolled her eyes back as she concentrated on her pussy. And then, unexpectedly, the dildo popped out, trapped in her panties but leaving her pussy gaping and wanting. She appeared panicked, and Tom immediately guessed what was wrong. "Put it back in," he said. "But how? How am I going to get back to the bathroom," she hissed. "Do it right here," he commanded. "Now." Jenn looked around to make sure they weren't being watched, and slid her hand under the table, up her skirt, and positioned the dildo. Tom watched her face and knew instantly when it was in as her eyes closed and her mouth opened, emitting an involuntary moan. She's barely keeping it together, Tom thought to himself. We need to get out of here. He flagged down the waiter, slid him the card, and said to Jenn "It's time to go." Jenn worried. Would it slide out again? Concentrating with everything she had, Jenn carefully stood up, squeezing the fake cock with all of her energy. Tom took her hand and walked out the door of the restaurant into the cool evening. "We're heading back to the room now, dear." He told her. "If I cross a line, if there's anything I do that is too extreme, I want you to say 'orange,' and that will be our safe word to stop. Do you understand?" "Yes, sir" she replied. "Good," he said, as they reached the outside door to their bungalow. "Go inside and stand in front of the bed with your hands behind your head." She did so as he went to the bathroom and freshened up. He came out and was stunned by her beauty, her breasts riding high as her outstretched arms heaved them up. He walked a circle around her, and she could feel his gaze. After all these years, he STILL finds me sexy, she mused! Tom could barely contain himself as he got to her front again. "Remove your blouse," he told her. Lowering her arms, Jenn unbuttoned the blouse and slowly shook it off her shoulders, revealing her plump breasts, barely held in by the sheer silk bra. "Very good. Now take off your skirt." Jenn fiddled with the zipper, and the skirt dropped to her feet. Tom could now see her panties, absolutely soaked at the crotch, which bulged with the blunt end of the dildo. "You may now remove the dildo from your pussy," he told her. Thank goodness, she thought at first, and then a split second later – do I have to? She pulled the crotch of the panties to one side, and pushed the dildo out to her waiting hand, and reached to set it on the bed. "Wait!" Tom said. "Did I tell you to put the dildo down?" "No, sir," she replied. "That's right, because you need to clean your toys. Please lick that clean now." "Yes, sir" She raised the toy to her mouth and took it all in, the taste of her juices strangely arousing. As she closed her eyes, licking the dildo clean she heard the distinct beep of Tom's camera. "Oh – no pictures, honey, please?" she begged. "No dear," Tom said. "Nights like this happen once in a lifetime. I want to be able to relive it from time to time." She thought about arguing – so far, she'd seen nothing that would make her think this wouldn't happen again. In fact, she was realizing that there was something very liberating about her bondage – that she was free to experience everything, and give up all of her daily responsibilities to Tom's care while he focused on her needs. But rather than argue, she smiled – a big smile with her tongue licking the tip of the dildo. "There's something missing here," Tom said. Taking hold of her right wrist, Tom snapped one handcuff on, then brought her left wrist forward and chained her. Jenn tugged on them – yhep, not going anywhere, she thought. Tom picked up the camera and started shooting again. After a few shots, he put the camera down and took the dildo from her. Turning it on low, he pressed the vibrator up against her bra, her nipples clearly poking up in the middle. "How does this make you feel?" he asked. "It mmmm, makes me feel good, sir," she replied. "Good how?" "It makes me horny, sir?" "What do you want me to do with it?" "Anything you want, sir." "Good answer," he said, and pulled the cup of her bra beneath her breast. He kicked up the dildo's power and teased her rock-hard nipples. He traced a path down to her panties and told her to lie down on the bed. With a pair of handcuffs already attached to the headboard, he attached her cuffs to the frame. The vibrator on high, he buzzed lightly on the outside of her panties. "Does this feel better when its buzzing than it did when it was up inside you?" "Mmmmmmm yes..." she said. Pressing it harder into her clit, he asked "How badly do you want these panties off?" "Baaaaadddd..." she said. "Mm... I bet. But not quite yet," Tom said, pushing the soaked material up into her hole with the buzzing dildo. Drawing it out, he pushed it into her clit again. She was close. Real close. He lightly, almost imperceptibly, pulled it away. "What do you want?" he whispered. "I want you to fuck me!" she said "I want you to fuck me like your toy! I want to be your slut!" "I've been fucking you," he said. "Tell me what you really want." "I want you in me..." she said, trailing off as he switched it on again. "Oh God, I want you in my cunt so bad! I want to be your slut." Slut? He thought. I can't believe she's referring to herself that way! Calling it her cunt? What was possessing her? Well, Tom thought, I'll roll with it once and see how she reacts. "You'll get this cock in your beautiful cunt, my little slut. You'll get that in good time. But first, I want you to help get the easy one out." "Will you let me cum afterwards?" she begged. Oh yeah, he noticed. She is into the dirty talk tonight! "Oh, yes, you'll cum. But you must do everything I say." Tom unhooked her cuffs from the headboard and led her to the side of the bed. "Kneel here," he said. She dropped to her knees, still in her bra and soaked panties. Tom dropped his pants and guided his erect member to her mouth. Jenn, it seemed, was quite ready for this as she greedily sucked his cock into her mouth, then pulling back to give long licks on his shaft before taking it back in and rolling her tongue around his head. And Jenn wasn't the only one excited. The entirety of the evening was getting to Tom, and he felt his orgasm build quickly. As he got close, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and jerked it. Jenn was almost disappointed – at some level, she WANTED him to fill her mouth with his cum. She watched him pull and licked her lips, she wanted to see him cum so bad. With a grunt, he shot his load – the most massive she had ever seen – with some hitting her face, and much hitting her tits. She licked around her lips and got a taste of his salty cum. Though in the past she'd hated the taste of it, she found it strangely arousing now. Tom watched her and gave her another order. "Clean yourself. Lick up all of the cum on your body." She raised her cuffed hands to her tits and dragged her fingers through, raising her fingers to her mouth and greedily sucking him off. "Please, sir, will I be allowed to cum after this." "Let's see how good a job you do!" She raised her breast to her mouth – no small task with the handcuffs on – and licked herself clean. Tom was normally a one-cum guy, but watching this was getting him hard again already. So much the better, he thought, because he had every intention of fucking her to an amazing orgasm soon. Very soon. But not yet. Tom walked over to the nightstand as Jenn continued to suck every last drop of cum off her body. He pulled out a handkerchief and folded it end over end, creating a blindfold. "Now, my dear, it is your turn." He sat behind her and tied the blindfold around her eyes. He guided her to her back and reattached her cuffs to the bedframe. Cut off from her vision, Jenn was in another world. Tom traced outlines of her body with his finger, rolling circles around her nipples. Finally, at last, he unclipped her bra. He fingers traced a path down toward her swollen mound. In all they'd done, it was the first he'd actually fingered her pussy. Tom was amazed at how wet she was. It was like someone had spilled a tube of lube. The smell was intoxicating. Tom got between her legs and licked his way up. Jenn squirmed and bucked as he inched closer to her. "Am I getting someplace good?" he teased. She moaned; Jenn was in another place. "Yesss..." she hissed. "Eat my pussy, sir. Please lick me... mmmm" Hooking his thumbs under the sides, he slid her moist panties down her legs. My God, she realized, I never thought he'd get them off! His tongue darted back up her leg, and he took a few long licks from her hole up to her clit. Jenn was completely transported to a level of pleasure – somehow, being blindfolded made her other senses that much more pronounced. Tom pushed his tongue into her pussy again, and circled around her clit, then licked up her body to her heaving tits, his hand left behind and slowly, slowly stroking her puss. Stradding her, he asked in a whisper. "What if there was someone else in this room right now?" Jenn panicked – this was never part of the deal – but she was afraid: If I say no, will he stop touching me? I need to cum soooo bad... "I don't know, sir, umm..." "What if there was a woman in the room right now? Would you want her to stick her head between your legs right now?" He picked up the pace of his rubbing. Jenn's clit was on fire, and she bucked her hips. "ohhh..." she thought, and she wondered: Lesbian sex had never been something she'd been into. Sure, she'd always wondered what it might be like to be eaten out, but it was never a possibility. But now... it was scary, but she trusted him... so... "Yes. Yes, sir. I would want her to eat my pussy. I want to cum soooo bad." Tom knew the dirty secret – they were the only two in the room. But Jenn didn't know. Despite cumming just minutes before, Tom felt his balls swelling in anticipation. "Tell me, Jenn, if the only way you could get your pussy licked right now was to eat her pussy, would you do it?" She thought for a moment, the distaste of lesbianism disappearing in her own need. Tom dipped his fingers in her hole, coated with Jenn's delicious juices, and put them up to her mouth. She sucked her womanly nectar and he whispered again "Would you?" "Ohhh yes... I want to... I need to..." "Beg for it..." "Please let me eat her pussy. Oh please, I need to cum..." Tom barely stifled his laugh as he got up and placed himself over her. "Jenn, there's no one here but you and me. I was just teasing you..." Her mind was crushed in disappointment. Mentally, she had crossed that line and was ready to try anything to cum. Not only was she ready, she wanted to. Tom grabbed the sides of her blindfold and ripped it off, simultaneously plunging his cock into her pussy. "It's just the two of us, honey, and I am going to fuck you now as only I can." Jenn was at the top and could see the edge. Her husband, her master, her protector gave her everything she needed. In the back of her mind, she had always been bicurious but was unwilling to admit it. But now, she knew she could be curious and admit it, and it was OK. He reached above her head and unclipped her cuffs from the bed. "Touch yourself. And cum for me," he said. Her cuffed hands flew to her pussy and she diddled her clit as Tom slammed into her. Her orgasm ripped through her, from her chest to her belly to her pussy, which convulsed violently around Tom's cock, squeezing so hard some of her own juices squirted out. The force of her orgasm was all the convincing Tom needed, and he filled her pussy with a second load of cum. He collapsed on her, immediately feeling both awkward and a bit guilty. No longer driven by his urges, he wondered if he had gone too far. He rolled off Jenn and looked at her. Her smile was untouched, and she raised her hands to her breasts, fondling herself gently while looking at him. My Slave, My Master "I'm sorry..." he stammered. "Is the game over?" she asked. "I guess so," he said. "Then I can be normal Jenn again?" she giggled. "I guess so!" he laughed. "Then I want to tell you that this was the most incredible night of lovemaking I can remember," she said. "I couldn't have imagined being as turned on as I was." Tom brightened. His wife, his lover, really did understand his needs – and in turn, discovered some of her own. "You know what?" she asked. "I can't wait until it's my turn." "really?" he asked. "Oh yeah..." she said. "You're going to be punished for making me cum so hard tonight and teasing me so much." "I can't wait!" he said, kissing her neck. We'll see about that... Jenn thought. *** Sometimes I need a vacation after the vacation, Tom thought. In the week since they'd been home, everything seemed to be going haywire. Work was a nightmare, the kids were off routine, and the everyday pressures of life had rubbed away some of the gloss he and Jenn had reapplied to their lives while on vacation. It was a Saturday afternoon, and Jenn had taken both of their kids out to park early. Tom flipped on SportsCenter and turned his brain completely off. About 4:30, he heard her car pull in the drive. Jenn came in, gave him a kiss, and said she had some stuff to get done. Tom flipped to a basketball game, and Jenn called his name. "Yeah," he replied, watching the game. "Look at me when I talk to you," she said in a no-nonsense voice. He swiveled his head as if on a pivot to see something he thought he'd never see. His wife, his amazing and passive wife, was dressed like something out of his wildest fantasies. Her hair was pulled up tight in a ponytail, and she wore a starched white blouse unbuttoned to show off her pushed up cleavage. Her nipples poked at the material. Below, she wore a checkered skirt that came to mid-thigh, and a pair of leather boots. "Wow!" he exclaimed. "That's enough of you speaking without me asking for a response. And that will be 'Wow, Mistress,' from here on out. Am I clear," she asked. "Yeah..." he said, his erection already growing to mass proportion. She strode toward him. "That's yes, Mistress! Do you understand?" "Yes, Mistress..." he said, feeling a bit uncomfortable, but at the same time knowing that this was exactly what his soul was craving. "Stand up," she commanded. "Put your hands on your head." Tom did as he was told, and she walked around him. "It's my turn now, and I plan to use you in the same way you used me on vacation." She snapped a handcuff on his right wrist, and pulled the arm behind his back. Quickly, she took his left arm and attached the second cuff. "The children are away for the evening, and you will be my plaything tonight. I'm going to tell you right now what's going to happen. I'm going to make you cum, and I'm going to do it quickly so you don't keep worrying about your silly little cock. Then, you're going to focus on my pussy and you will give me at least two orgasms tonight. You'll get worked up again, and I WILL tease you. I'm also going to scare you a bit tonight, because you scared me when you insinuated there was another woman I'd have to fuck. You will be not be comfortable with it, and it will give me pleasure. Are we clear?" Tom's heart fluttered and raced. His cock was at full attention, held down only by his pants. "Yes, mistress." "So tell me, is this what you want?" "Yes, mistress." "Good," she said, reaching down and squeezing his cock quite hard. "Now, how did you say it on vacation? Let's get the easy one out." She eased his erection out of his pants, dropped to her knees, and began sucking and licking. Tom was absolutely out of his head in delerium. Jenn made a loud pop as she took him out of her mouth, still furiously jerking him. "Tell me, what are you to me, honey? Are you my slave tonight?" "Yes, Mistress..." "Say it!" "I am your slave, Mistress." "What would you do to see my breasts right now, Slave?" "Anything... ooohhh" "Good." She said, and unbuttoned her blouse. Tom nearly gasped when he saw what was underneath. It was a black bustier, with half cups trimmed in leather and lace pushing her tits up in the most provocative way. She looked every bit the dominant. Returning her head to his cock, she slurped and licked until she could feel the cum rising to the head. She popped off again, and said "You like cumming on my tits, don't you?" "Ohhhh yesss Mistress! Yes!" As the first jet of sperm ejected, she said "Good! Because you'll be cleaning it off one of my nipples." Tom wanted to freeze in horror, but he couldn't. His orgasm absolutely coated Jenn's exposed tits, streaming down her. She took one finger, dragged it through and licked it clean. "Mmmm..." she purred. "You wanted me to taste it last week, and I ate every last drop. I don't expect you to do that much, but I think you need a taste." She took her index finger to a big glob and smeared it down on her nipple. "I want you to suck that nipple clean, now." She said. Tom gingerly approached her nipple, and affixed his mouth around it. I can't believe it, she thought, he's actually doing it. He's amazing – he really would do anything for me! Jenn touched his head and pulled it back. "Now that that's taken care of, let's really begin our evening." Jenn led him up to the bedroom, still cuffed behind his back with his cock hanging out. On their bed, she had two more pairs of handcuffs attached to the corners. Jenn sat on the bed, and ordered Tom to kneel. He knelt before her as Jenn hiked up her skirt to expose a pair of black satin panties. "I was never sure if I could really boss you around," she admitted. "But this is kind of turning out to be fun." She reached down to her panties and stroked her pussy. "Watching you suck your cum off my tit made me wet. I know that you are my little slave... hmm, maybe you're even, what did you call me? My slut? Yes, I think you're my slut. Are you?" Tom wasn't really prepared for this, but trusted her implicitly and decided to play along. "Yes, Mistress, I am your slut." "Good," she purred. "Good. Tell me, slut, are you good at licking a pussy?" "Yes, Mistress" Jenn reached down, and tugged her panty crotch to the side. "Eat me, slut," she commanded. Tom kneed his way over and planted his face in her crotch. He licked and felt her move against him, her breath breaking from an even pace to something much more ragged. She grabbed the back of his head and drove it further into her pussy. "That was... okay" she said to him, "But I think you can do better. Stand up." Tom stood up and Jenn walked behind him, unlocking the cuffs and then pushing him down on the bed. Quickly she got over the top of him and cuffed him spread eagle to the bed. Taking the same handkerchief with which he had blindfolded her, she cut off his vision. She ground her pussy on top his cock, never letting him in, and then stood above him and sat down square on his face. She ground her pussy into his face, riding his tongue. She produced a vibrator from the nightstand and pressed it firmly against her clit while Tom dashed his tongue in and out of her hole. She bucked and moaned and let loose with a good – but maybe not great – orgasm. She collapsed down atop him for a moment. And for a second, she thought about ending their scene. But, she thought, I committed to doing this for a night, not for a minute. "You are my slave and my slut tonight, dear. Do you remember how you made me think that a woman was going to eat me when we were on vacation? Well, you made me think about how much I would like it. But let's be honest, neither of us are ever going to actually get a woman in here to make love to me. I want the next best thing." Tom felt her get up, walk away, and come back. She slid something over his legs, and pulled it up to his waist, riding up his butt. "I am making you my little slut tonight. You think you're SO masculine, watching sports, working out, looking at porn from time to time. But tonight you're going to be my secret girl. I know you've always loved the feel of my silkiest panties, and I know you've jerked off to them. Tonight, you're wearing them. She stood up and uncuffed him. He felt what he knew had to be a bra fastened around his chest then pushed him down on the bed again. "Ooh, yeah, you're a cute little slut!" she laughed. And then he heard the camera. "Please, no," he said. "If you're really asking me to stop, use the safe word and I will end our scene right now," she gulped wondering if she'd gone too far. To her surprise, Tom remained silent. Jenn laid out next to him. "We're going to dinner tonight," she said. "If you promise to be good, you won't have to wear the bra. But you will wear the panties, and only I will know that you're my special little pussylicking slut. And only you will know that I am your lover, wearing the most outrageous things beneath my skirt and blouse." Jenn uncuffed him yet again, and helped him up, unclasping the bra and dressing him in a conservative shirt and khakis. They went to dinner, where she teased him the entire time, ordering for both of them, and casually raising her foot to stroke his cock. He couldn't stop feeling the silky material barely containing his cock, so soft on his skin. Occassionally, she would lean over to whisper "I can't wait to get in your pretty little panties when we get home." Or "You're lucky you're not a real girl with a sweet pussy that I could stuff with a dildo all night? Can you imagine how hard it was for me to keep my composure when you made me keep that up my cunt?" Or, "If you had a pussy I would start sucking on it as soon as I could." In the car on the way home, Jenn drove and reached over under his pants to stroke his cock lightly through the silky panties. Tom was afraid he'd blow his load, but she always stopped just short. When the reached the bedroom, Jenn cuffed his hands in front of him and handed him her favorite dildo. She ordered him to strip her, and he willingly obliged. Laying out on the bed and stroking her pussy, she bid him to come forward. She pointed to her pussy and said "You know what to do." Tom eagerly thrust his mouth to her pussy, covering, sucking, biting, licking, gently teasing her. "Fill me up with that dildo," she moaned. He pushed it up her hole and licked around it. "Ohhhh my God," she sighed. "When I close my eyes, I imagine you as a beautiful woman. Bring me off like a woman!" Tom eased back, and thought about how a woman might please another woman. He grew more gentle with his tongue, lapping at her sweet juices with just the faintest touches. He couldn't believe it, but he was kind of getting into this role. He wasn't gay – far from it! – and he wasn't the kind of guy who wanted to dress up as a woman. But it was a growth experience to try to understand the role of a woman and give his wife this deepest of fantasies without them hurting the sanctity of their marriage. In their monogamy, in their relationship, he could become someone else. As she recovered, she pulled him close. Jenn pulled his cock out of the panty leg and stroked it and told him "Fuck me. Fuck me hard!" Tom inserted his cock into his wife and began to thrust into her as hard as he could. She moaned and screamed as her wet, wet pussy was rubbed raw once again. He emptied a massive load into her and collapsed. She collected herself "I'm sorry if I humiliated you," she said. "No!" he replied. "I would do anything for you, and you know that now." "Would you be my slut again?" she asked. "Would you wear my panties for a whole day to prove you are mine?" "I'd do anything for you," he said as he started to drift off, his handcuffs still affixed. Good, she thought. I can't believe I resisted this for so long.