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A Subbie Life Ch. 01

By: Lord_Joker



I awaken to the sounds of your laughter drifting up from the kitchen. I lie there and wonder what you and my Lil One are up to. A smile spreads across my face as I think of my instructions for today. I sit up, careful not to make a sound, for I enjoy listening to the two of you talk. I grab my notepad and begin to write out the day's instructions. As I write them, I wonder who I will put in charge today. A faint smile comes to my lips as I fold the paper, my decision made.

Listening to your chatter, I get dressed and start down the stairs. As I enter the kitchen I realize that neither of you have heard me, so I stand out of sight and listen to you laugh and joke regarding what you two hope you get to do to each other today. I smile and try not to laugh already knowing what the two of you are going to be able to do. I shift quietly and look around the corner to see who is closest to me. As I step through the doorway you both see me out of the corner of your eyes, you both scramble to stand and greet me. 

I feel as if I'm hearing it in stereo when you both chorus, "Good Morning My Lord." 

You begin to blush as you wonder what I have heard. I watch as you look back and forth between each other and me and you begin to giggle. I greet you both with a smirk; telling you both to relax and sit down because it sounds like you have planned your day well. I watch the blush steal across your cheeks as you steal glances at each other hoping I don't notice. 

I hand you the paper and inform you that you are in charge today; follow the instructions to the letter and tonight will be as beautiful as both of you. I lean down and brush a kiss across your lips while fondling your breast. I wait to hear you moan and then move to my Lil One. I brush a kiss across her lips and fondle her breast and again wait to hear a moan. After hearing it I stand and start towards the door, announcing I will be home at five on the dot. Waving, I close the door.

You both sit quietly until you hear the car door slam. You look at Lil One with a shit-eating grin and slowly start to unfold the paper laid in front of you. As your eyes drop to the paper, your grin fades away. You look up at Lil One and ask if she is ready to hear the instructions. She nods slowly and you begin to read...

1) All of your normal chores must be done first before proceeding down the list.

2) You are to spend no more than an hour and a half pleasing each other.

3) You are to bathe each other and be freshly shaven.

4) You are to bind Lil One to the four posts of the Master bed at 4:45pm, no sooner, no later. (Remember that Lord sees and knows all) 

5) You need to have a drink waiting for me.

6) You need to use your purple, sparkly butt plug with the tail, and be waiting on your knees in the entry at no later than 4:55pm. 

7) You both need to be still and wait patiently for my return.

You look up at Lil One trying to gauge her reaction and trying not to show your own. 

She starts to smile, "We get to play with each other for an hour and a half sis," she says giddily. 

You both begin laughing hysterically. You look at Lil One, "We have chores to do." You both finish off your coffee and begin doing chores.

When you finish you go looking for Lil One. You find her drawing a bath in the master bathroom. She is sitting on the edge of the bathtub in a short blue silk robe that has slipped off one shoulder. Her right hand is testing the water. As you steps through the doorway the sight of her makes your heart start to pound in your throat. You can feel your clit warming up... she looks over her shoulder and sees you standing there. 

She smiles gently, "Good, now I don't have to go looking for you." You smile.

She stands and walks toward you. She looks deep into your eyes and places her hands on your waist. She slowly begins to undress you, pulling your shirt off, exposing your black bra that conceals your breasts. As she undoes the clasp of your bra you feel it slip down, allowing your nipples to collide with the cool burst of air. They perk up almost immediately.

She leans over and kisses your neck. You feel goose bumps cover you like electricity. She kneels in front of you sliding her fingers along the elastic of your silk pants. As her fingers slip under the elastic you feel your juices begin to flow. When she pulls your pants off she finds your black thong panties remaining. She looks up at you momentarily and you realize you need to step out of your pants. You smile and do.

As her hands return to your waist, she brushes one across were your clit should be. The pressure of her hand and the feel of the silk on your clit almost pushes you over the edge. You let out a soft moan. She puts her fingers under each side of your panties and slides them down, feasting her eyes on your now hard clit and the wetness of your cunt. She pushes your panties to the floor and places her palm right above your clit, pushing gently to get you to step back. You step back and bump into the cabinet and sink.

The sudden cold surprises you and you step forward quickly almost thrusting your softness into Lil One's face. In a natural reaction she opens her mouth and catches your clit with her tongue. The sudden warmth sends shivers of ecstasy up your torso and down your spine as you moan softly. You place your foot up on the edge of the tub while bracing yourself against the counter top.

The cold of the counter conflicts with the warmth of Lil One's tongue. Your climax starts to rise as she slides her fingers deep into you. As you look down at her you feel her fingers thrusting deeper and deeper. You see her other hand sliding down her throat pausing at her breast to feel the hardness of her nipple. She pinches it a couple of times letting a light moan escape her lips. Her hand continues down to her clit, rubbing it in small circles; you can see the pleasure growing on her face as her hands move even more vigorously. As she slides her fingers into herself you can almost feel the heat radiate off of her. In that moment you realize she is enjoying this as much as you are. As the thought races through your mind that she is experiencing the same pleasure you are, you feel the orgasm rush through your body like lightening in your veins. 

As Lil One feels the gush of cum flow, her mouth returns to your clit licking the sweet nectar from you. As she licks away the last remaining drop of your climax you feel your knees weakening and you hurry to kneel down in front of her. Looking eye to eye in a lover's gaze you kiss. The heat and moisture of her lips accompanied by the taste of your pleasure on her lips and tongue almost bring you to orgasm yet again. As a shiver runs through your body you slide your hand down Lil One's arm to find her fingers still pumping hard into her cunt.

You softly caress her wrist, pulling her hand slowly away. As her fingers slide out she shudders slightly. You bring her fingers to your mouth. As your lips part, a small smile comes across both your faces. Her fingers pass your lips and when your tongue meets them the taste of her mixes with the remaining taste of you. You can feel your heat rising again. You fondle her fingers thirsting for every taste you can get. Once you're satisfied that you've gotten all you can from them you pull them from your mouth sucking them dry as they pass your lips. Your hands slide to her hips placing slight pressure to suggest she stand up. As she does you stand with her.

Her silky skin slides across yours as you trade places. You place her against the counter. As you kneel down you drag your tongue down her neck to her breast. You draw your tongue around her nipple and feel it harden with your breath as you place your mouth over it. You pause momentarily to take her hard nipple between your teeth. As she lets out a light moan you release it and continue down her body.

Trailing your tongue to her navel then to her clit, gently placing her foot up on the side of the tub. As you begin to lick her clit in small circles her moans begin to grow louder. You slide your fingers inside her and her moans pick up even more. The sound of her pleasure compels you to please yourself a little. As you're other hand finds your already wet clit and begins to rub it. Lil One bends over a little and begins to fondle your breast and nipple with one hand as her other hand comes to rest at the base of your neck.

Her hand caresses your neck and lightly pulls your hair without pulling your tongue away from her. She pulls her hands back and places them on the counter on each side of her. As her head whips up and she moans loudly you feel the rush of cum. You draw your fingers out of her and begin licking at her sweetness. As you stick your tongue deep inside her she moans and you feel your own orgasm rush through you so quickly you can't even pull away before moaning. Lil One slowly lowers herself to the floor next to you; you both begin caressing each other and kissing.

After a few moments of comfortable silence you lean over and kiss her again then whisper in her ear, "I think the bath water is cold now."

You both begin laughing hysterically. As she goes to the tub to release the water to fill it again you can't help but let your mind wander to this evening's events and what might happen. Before you know it, Lil One catches your attention letting you know the bath is ready. As she smiles and extends her hand to help you up, you glance down and see her cunt still moist and glistening in the light.

You take her hand pulling yourself to your feet. She then helps you into the tub. As the hot water splashes your clit when you sit down it sends goose bumps up your back and down your chest. Even your nipples feel it and immediately grow hard again. However, the warmth feels undeniably wonderful as it rushes over your clit and embraces your breasts like the hot and steamy grasp of a long lost lover. Lil One picks up a small sponge, dips it in the water, then lightly brushes it across your back. As she moves the sponge to the front of you she dips it into the water again, brings it to your neck, and squeezes it so the water cascades down your breasts and over your nipples. She dips it yet again and slides it down your chest to your navel; without pausing she proceeds to your cunt.

Knowing the sponge will stimulate your body; she ever so slightly begins rubbing it on your clit. The texture is overwhelming. In combination with the amazing warmth and pressure on your clit, you feel your juices start to flow once more. You close your eyes and lean back against the tub in pleasure. Your hands on your breasts squeezing and pinching your nipples. She slides her fingers in you once again; as she pushes them in you arch your back to give them ample room to please you. Light moans escape your lips as the heat between your thighs becomes more and more intense. Lil One smiles for she can see in your face you're about to cum. When you do, the warmth from the water seems to pale in comparison.

Shivers cover your body as she picks up the sponge again and begins to move it down your inner thigh. She stands and pulls down the shower head and starts the water again. You open your eyes and smile as you scoot forward so you can lay your head back. She wets down your hair and begins to massage the shampoo in carefully, watching, to keep it away from your eyes; then rinses it out. Starting again, with the conditioner, she massages it in. The smell of lavender fills the bathroom. Lil One stands once again offering her hand to you to help you out of the tub. You take it gently and rise from the water. When you get out of the tub she wraps a towel around you and proceeds to dry you off.

Pausing momentarily to drain the water from the tub, Lil One puts the towel in the corner and you begin to draw her bath water. She then sits patiently on the floor. As soon as you have the bath ready you turn to Lil One. She can tell by the look in your eyes that it's ready. You extend your hand as she did for you. She takes it gently and gets in the tub. She squirms a little from the heat but sits and allows the water to rush over her body. The light glistens off the water but you see her breasts just under the water's edge.

As you reach for the sponge you smile. When the texture meets your hand you can almost feel it between your legs once more. Lil One sees the look of pleasure on your face and begins to heat up almost immediately. As you dip the sponge under the water you remember how wonderful it felt. You slide it along Lil One's leg to her inner thigh, past her clit, to her stomach, proceeding to her breasts. It slides over her nipple and you watch her eyes close as she leans back. You then bring it back down across her navel and stop it right on her clit.

A faint smile crosses her lips as you begin to lightly rub it in a back and forth motion. You notice that the faster you move the sponge the hotter you seem to be getting. A moan no louder than a whisper passes her lips and you know she's burning with passion. You slide your other hand into the water without breaking rhythm. You weave your hand between her legs and the closer you get to her cunt the warmer your body gets. As your fingers penetrate her burning cunt she lets out a moan. You begin sliding your fingers in and out, faster and faster. She is moaning continually now as you feel her slippery juices building. As she lets out the loudest moan thus far you feel the warmth of her passion flow past your hand. You keep rubbing her clit for a moment as you remove your fingers. You can see her body shiver for a moment and as you pull the sponge away she opens her eyes and smiles.

You stand and get the shower head. As you kneel down you find her already leaned back. You wet her hair down and begin to massage the shampoo in. Rinsing it and beginning again with the conditioner, the smell of the lavender makes you wet all over again. You rinse the conditioner and help her stand; as she stands you can see her legs still quivering. You grab the towel and begin to dry her off. Once you finish drying her off you take the towel and place it with the other. Turning around you mention that all that is really left is to shave, as if trying to figure out how this was going to work.

Lil One smiles and whispers, "Follow me." 

Lil One walks to the master bedroom looking over her shoulder to see where you are. You are right behind her with a puzzled look on your face. Once in the bedroom she tells you to sit on the bed for a moment and walks back to the master bath. You sit on the bed and can't help but to lay back and imagine what wonderful pleasures await you tonight. She returns with a couple of towels draped over her arm and a small pot of warm water in her hand; in the other hand she holds a can of shaving cream and a couple of razors. 

"Now lay on the floor with this under your butt." She says as she hands you a towel.

You lay the towel out on the floor and lay down on it. She sits down between your legs and smiles. She first reaches for your ankles to place them in front of her so that your legs are spread. As she does this you can feel your clit start to tingle. She then pulls the water to her and begins wetting down your pussy, clit, and bikini area. As her hand passes over your skin with the warn water you feel a moan building deep inside. She applies the shaving cream making sure to get it on to every corner of your wet pussy. You feel a little tense when you watch her take the cover off the razor and yet, excited too.

As she holds your skin and makes the first motion with the razor your tension eases. After a couple more passes you have found pleasure in having her shave you. The gentle caress against your wet clit and the light pull of the razor over your entire cunt seams more erotic that you ever could have imagined. As she spreads your lips to make sure she hasn't missed anything you can't help but to moan. The more she touches you the more you want her again. As she washes the rest of the shaving cream off of you the warmth covers your pussy and your juices begin to flow once more.

Then she runs her fingers over your freshly shaved pussy, "Mmm... nice and smooth, but I have to test it to be sure." She mentions with a smile. 

You look up quickly, "Test?" 

She places her hand over your eyes and whispers "Trust me." 

She draws her hand down your breast to your navel. You feel her lightly pushing your legs apart with her other hand and suddenly you feel the warmth and wetness that could only be her tongue. Completely licking your pussy almost searching for any sign of a missed hair.

As she continues, you moan lightly. Your pleasure is obvious as your legs shiver and your pelvis thrusts upwards. Your fists ball up clinging to a small piece of the carpet as your orgasm flows from deep within. Shivers take hold of your body like ripples in water, covering you completely. As Lil One raises her head, she smiles. Your eyes meet hers as another shiver flows across your skin. She sits back up and you can do nothing but lay there for a moment, collecting your thoughts and trying to believe the ecstasy you just felt.

She stands and takes the water to the master bathroom dumping it out and running fresh. When she returns there's a look in her eyes, like she knows that you will please her. As you sit up she pulls the towel from under your butt and places another on the floor. She hurries to sit on it. You can tell she's very hot. As you pull the water to you, you run your fingers across her clit almost teasing her. You can then see how hot she really is as the juices drip from her. 

As you drip the water over her, hitting her inner thighs and splashing over her clit she begins to moan uncontrollably. As you spray the shaving cream over your hand you begin to lather it into nice foam. You spread it over Lil One starting above her pussy and slowly rubbing it down past her cunt. As you draw the razor down her she begins to moan lightly as you near her clit. The more passes you make the louder she gets. As your final pass is complete you smile.

Cupping your hands in the water you bring it over her and release it all at once. The water hits right above her clit and cascades down it, washing away the remains of the cream. You see her pelvis thrust as the water hits her inner thighs and the towel soaks it up. As you see the light shine off the wet, and freshly shaven skin, your mouth starts to water; knowing that in a moment your tongue will be licking and caressing it, soaking up it's wonderful juices.

With that thought you slide your hand over the now bald area watching Lil One's pelvis buck in pleasure. As you lower your mouth to meet her, you slip you hand to her breast and begin pulling at her nipple. When your tongue caresses her clit she moans. As your tongue begins to move back and forth, slipping and sliding over her clit, her moans begin to grow. You feel the rush of cum over your tongue and you taste the nectar of her orgasm as she screams in ecstasy.

Once you are satisfied that you've tasted enough you bring your head up to her breast dragging your tongue along the way. All along her stomach, up her sternum, circling her nipple, before finally flicking it with your tongue. 

As you look up to her with a smile, you spy the clock on the bed stand, "Oh My," you exclaim, "The time!" 

As Lil One glances up to the clock the expression that crosses her face is both pleasure and fear, "Master will be home soon, and we haven't gotten ready yet!" She screams as she jumps to her feet.

A Subbie Life Ch. 02



I sit in my office watching the tiny screens that show me what is going on in the house at all times. I laugh out loud when you notice the time and freak out, totally ignorant to my watching. As I watch, you both scurry to the kitchen and make my drink, spilling coke and looking as if you might either laugh or cry at any moment. Finally, you get it cleaned up, make my drink right and run off to another part of the house.

I watch Lil One lay on the bed as you pull the scarves gently across her body. Her body shivers from the feel of the silk and anticipation, knowing that pleasure will fill the night. As the final knot is tied, you glance at the clock, 4:50 pm. 

Your eyes grow wide, "Will he really know?" you ask. 

"I am not sure" Lil One replies. 

You hear the waiver in her voice that says 'yes.' I glance over at the clock, 4:50pm. 

"You're late my dears." I whisper to myself as a smile crosses my face.

You look around for the toy bag, finding it in the closet. As you grab what you need out of it, you cast a quick smile at Lil One and run down the stairs to your spot. As you run through the kitchen you again glance at the clock, 4:53 PM. 'Shit,' you think, two minutes. You slide to your knees in the entryway, putting anal lube on your toy as you go. You take the toy and slowly press it against your small bud. As it slowly slides in, you grimace in pain, thinking to yourself that you hate this part. When it is comfortably in, you calmly kneel there with your thighs spread, hands flat on the floor on either side of your head, which rests on the floor, hair spread all around like a golden halo. As you wait, you wonder how Lil One is doing.

I watch the screens until you are both where you should be. As I watch Lil One shift slightly, I get the impression that she has an itch and it is driving her nuts not being able to scratch it. Slowly backing out of my office I watch the screens until I have to close the door. Locking the door I begin my slow, back road, way home.

As I pull into the driveway I look at the clock on the dash, 6:43 pm. As a smile crosses my face, I have to wonder how the two of you are doing. Have you fallen asleep? Laying there, forehead against the floor, hands lying next to it, purple sparkly butt plug hanging from your ass while you snore in the doorway. I laugh out loud as I begin to get out of the car. Then my thoughts turn to Lil One, tied to my bed, laying there shivering in the chilling evening breeze while she squirms and wiggles trying to fight off her itch. The smile fades as I approach the door. Sliding my key into the lock as silently as possible, as I turn it ever so carefully so as not to make a sound. I push the door open slowly, not knowing what to expect. I see you laying on the floor as you are supposed to be. All I can hear is the faint sound of your breathing. 

As I step through the doorway, my boots hit the tile echoing throughout the house. You don't flinch so I know you are awake. 

In a firm voice I state a simple command, "Serve."

You sit up quickly and quietly, Sitting on your knees with your hands on your thighs, eyes looking at the floor. I step toward you, as my foot falls ring throughout the house I can see you shiver. I'm not sure if it's out of fear or anticipation, but nonetheless I can see your want, need, your... desire, to serve.

I walk past you without a comment. Picking up my glass from the counter, 

I bring it to my lips and whisper, "A little late, weren't you?" 

As I take a drink I see your shadow not moving, almost as if it's the shadow of a statue. 

I raise my eyebrow in question as I turn back to look at you, "I don't deserve an answer?" 

And with that I hear, "Yes, Master, I was a little late. I'm sorry, Sir."

As I approach the front of you once again I see now that it's not fear that makes you shiver. My eyes glance across your body, catching a sight that confirms this thought. The moisture collecting on your shimmering pussy says it all. I step toward you so I am only a couple of inches from your face. I crouch down to look you in the eyes. 

"So, how should I punish you?" I question.

You look at me wide eyed. "Punish? As you wish to M'Lord." 

A smile crosses my face. "Good answer my dear."

As I rise I glance down to see your pussy dripping with your pleasure. Once I reach my feet I drink the rest of my Jack'n Coke. I extend the empty glass down to you. Without looking up to me you reach up, take it, and place it on the floor closest to the wall.

As you return to your position my hand begins caressing your head, running my fingers though your hair, lightly and carefully so as not to catch it in my ring. 

Suddenly, flipping your hair around my hand and with a strong grip pulling your head back sharply I whisper in a firm voice, "I don't like to be disobeyed. For that, you will have no choice but to obey." 

My other hand, is pulling at my leather belt, pulling it completely out. With a flip of my wrist, the end snaps the wall. I watch as your eyes widen and can almost hear the thoughts going through your mind.

Sheltering you from my anger for so long may have been a mistake, however, at the moment, the fear in your eyes is my candy. And yet, your fear is your thrill as well, for your juices have begun to flow fully now, dripping to the floor. I slide the belt across your back, letting the leather ride up on its edges. With another flip of my wrist the belt slaps against your back hard enough to echo through the room. As the belt slides away a faint red mark begins to burn its trail across your skin and tears of fear and pain well up in your eyes. Flipping the belt again, the echo and a faint moan of both pleasure and pain escapes your lips. 

I look down into your eyes as the first tear falls, "I guess now you have to be gagged?" I whisper.

As if uncertain how I could possibly accomplish this, a faint smile crosses your lips. Once I see the corner of your mouth begin to curve up in your cat like smile, the belt flies once more. This time is a little harder and a little faster. As soon as the belt makes contact your smile disappears, your moan turns to a whimper, and your eyes squeeze tightly shut.

Quickly I move my hand to my pants undoing the button and the zipper. Before you know what has happened my now hard cock is in your mouth and the belt has landed on your back once more. You try to cry out but the large head of my cock being pushed forward stops the sound, almost causing you to choke. You catch yourself and begin teasing my dick with your tongue in between the strikes of the belt. As my dick begins to slide further down your throat I know that this has been an enjoyable experience for the both of us.

Dropping the belt you know it's safe to pursue my orgasm and your own. As one of your hands slide up your body to rest on my throbbing cock, the other slides down your body caressing and pinching your nipples for a moment then moving quickly to your moist, hard clit. As you begin rubbing your clit, you feel an explosion of ecstasy as your orgasm blows and your juices gush from you, covering your hand and the floor. As the last wave of pleasure passes, your other hand finds it's way to my cock, still dripping your sweet nectar.

As the tastes intertwine you can't help but wonder if this is how I would taste after fucking you. With that thought, you take me deep into your throat, desiring to taste as much of this as you can. As my orgasm erupts, mixing our juices together, you strive for as much as possible, as if quenching a thirst you didn't know you had. Once it has been satisfied you look up to me shyly as if you can't believe all that has transpired. The look in your eyes seems to say 'I didn't really do all that, did I?'

A smile crosses my face as I hold my hand out to you. You take it and begin to stand. A little wobbly at first, you quickly regain your balance. 

As I hold you close to me I whisper, "Should we go get Lil One?" Your eyes widen. 

"Oh my I forgot she was up there!" you exclaim.

I laugh, "I didn't. But I do wonder if she's gotten rid of her itch yet." 

You look at me puzzled then look quickly to the stairs. "May I, M'Lord?" you ask softly. 

"You may, but don't untie her. Just make sure she's ok." 

"Yes, M'Lord." is all I hear as you streak up the stairs. 

All that can be made out of your body as you go is the purple butt plug that fell out along the way.



A Subbie Life Ch. 03



As I take my boots off and place them by the stairs. I can hear you reach the bedroom. 

“Lil One, are you ok?” you ask. 

“Yeah, but can you scratch my back?” she murmurs. 

As I walk up the stairs I grab the butt plug. Once I reach the doorway I laugh. The sight of Lil One tied to the bed, with her back arched up and you scratching it, is comical. As the sound of my laugh fills the room Lil One falls back to the bed, pinning your hand under her back. 

Watching the look of surprise on both your faces, I walk into the room waving the butt plug. 

I look at you with a smile, “Drop something?” You cast you eyes down and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.” 

You slowly pull your hand out from under Lil One and begin to walk over to me. The sight of you walking toward me, your body shimmering with sweat and pleasure in the evening dusk, the seductive way your hips sway as you walk, makes my cock start to throb once more; as if it has a mind of it’s own and it’s telling me its deepest desires.

I begin walking toward you meeting you halfway. My hand caresses your hair and the side of your face, sliding lightly down to your neck. My other hand glides around your waist pulling you closer. I can feel you begin to tremble as your nipples harden with anticipation. Your knees weaken as my lips touch your neck and a light moan fills the room as I bite it. I glance to the bed and to Lil One. She watches us hungrily, needing, desiring. My hand slides up to the back of your head collecting a handful of hair. Pulling down sharply as you begin to kiss me wildly. 

I pull your head away from mine just enough to see your eyes and whisper, “You’ve had your turn. Now it’s Lil One’s.” 

A look of heartbreak creeps over your face and I whisper with a smile, “That doesn’t mean you can’t help my dear.” 

I see the twinkle in your eye as it sparks at the possibilities and a faint smile crosses your lips.

I look over your shoulder once more, fixing my gaze on Lil One. As you turn around you look at Lil One also. The look in your eyes and the poise of your body is that of a sexy temptress, not that of a humble submissive. Your hand slides up your side dragging your fingernails, while your other arm curls over your shoulder and around the back of my neck. Your hand pauses to play with your hair right above your collarbone before slipping down to pinch your hard nipple. 

You turn your head and ask, “What do you wish of me, M’Lord?” 

I draw my hand up from your waist to your breast, playing with your other nipple, all the while staring at Lil One still bound to the bed. 

“Fetch me the toy bag my dear.” I say with a smile. 

“Yes, M’Lord.” you reply. 

As you walk away, Lil One and I both watch, her, in anticipation, and me, in pleasure. The sway in your hips is more dramatic now. Every one of your moves exaggerated, to enhance your seductive dance.

Your eyes are locked on Lil One, the look on your face almost says, “You’ll be mine.” 

I look over to Lil One and see that she is more than willing. Her nipples have become hard and her pussy is moist at the very thought of you pleasing her senses once more. Just the thought of your head between her milky thighs again brings a moan to her lips, which seems impossible for her to hold back. As you bend over to pick up the bag, you make sure to do so at your hips, showing off your ass in Lil One's direction. You look to Lil One, knowing she’s watching you, and wink while you slowly sway your hips back and forth; flaunting that she can’t get to you and, at the same time, pushing her orgasm closer to the edge.

As Lil One watches you she can see the roundness of your ass, the curve of your pussy, glistening with your pleasure, still dripping from it, and your breasts, hanging there, nipples erect and begging to be licked. With that thought she can’t hold back another moan. It fills the room like beautiful music echoing from every direction. Raising my eyebrow in question I look at Lil One once more, with a smile. 

“So impatient you have to start without us?” I ask curiously. 

Her face flushes red and you can see that not only was it a moan, but the nectar saturating her thighs that shows her pleasure.

You stand back up holding in your one hand the bag and in the other your toy of choice, a clear blue rubber dildo. The smile on your face seems devilish in a way. As you begin to walk back toward me you stop, looking directly at me with a look of love and desire in your eyes. Placing the dildo to your lips you run your tongue over the head, down the shaft and back up, then quickly sucking it into your mouth, nice and deep, and back out. You continue walking to me as if you had done nothing. Once you reach me I take the bag from you kissing your cheek. 

“Thank you my dear.” I whisper. 

Your response is barely over a whisper, “My pleasure M’Lord.”

I look back to Lil One, the redness is fading, the desire, getting more obvious by the second. Keeping my gaze on Lil One I kiss your neck lightly, followed by several little kisses up your neck and jaw line working to your lips. Once I reach them my kisses are sweet and soft, at first. Then I thrust my tongue into your mouth passionately. Lil One watches eagerly, hoping for her chance. I withdraw my tongue and smile. Taking your hand in mine I lead you over to the bedside. Lil One, excited from the day and what she has seen, lays her head back knowing that, now, it’s her turn. I stand there, eyes looking over her body; you stand next to me the look in your eyes reflects you imagining what you can do to her. 

I look at you and smile, “Well…?” 

You look up quickly, “Well? Well what M’Lord?” a puzzled look across your face. 

Glancing down to your hand still holding the dildo, your other hand caressing it like a long lost lover. 

“Are you going to use that or just play with it?” Your eyes grow large as if I was reading your mind.

“Yes, M’Lord.” 

You look to Lil One as she looks back at you. With one hand you hold the dildo, the other you place on Lil One's stomach gliding it over her warm body. Up to her breasts, squeezing them, pinching her nipples. Then down between her drenched thighs, rubbing her clit lightly. Lil One begins to buck her hips in pleasure, grinding her clit against your hand. 

I grab your elbow and whisper, “How are you suppose to please her if you’re standing here? Get up on the bed.” 

I gently lift your arm, supporting you, as you step onto the bed. 

Softly stepping over Lil One, you sit next to her and begin rubbing her breasts again. Leaning down you flick your tongue over her nipple, and pull it into your mouth. You suck on it as you twirl your tongue around, as you release it your teeth lightly drag over it. Once again your hand explores her body making sure not even an inch is missed. Your hand skims down her stomach gliding past her throbbing pussy, down her thigh, and back up. Her moans are constant as you begin to rub her clit once more.

You lean down drawing your tongue over her stomach as you proceed down to her delicate flower. As you begin to lick, her legs spread as far as they are allowed by the ropes. You put your leg over her so you are straddling her head as you begin to lick once again. Lil One leans her head as far as she can stealing small licks of your pussy as you lick hers. I slide a pillow under Lil One's head to help her reach you better. You slide the dildo into her with no problem. Her moans muffled by your pussy as you begin to pump it in and out. Her hips buck wildly as she laps at your nectar.

Your moans begin to build in volume. I smile, pulling out the flogger from the bag. I graze it over your back. The light touch of the suede leather is just the sensation you needed as the sound of your orgasm fills the room. Lil One hears your moans and begins licking even faster thirsting for your juices. I keep drawing the flogger over your skin lightly, every once in a while snapping it with a little force.

The sounds of you and Lil One’s moans echo through the room gracefully. I reach up to Lil One's hand, pulling the rope from her wrist, releasing it from its bondage. It immediately finds your pussy which is nice and wet. Her fingers enter you; the shock of the penetration once again pushes you over the edge. As you collapse face first to her clit. Running your hand under her leg you begin to thrust the dildo furiously as you lick her clit. Now all of your sounds are being muffled by the other’s gushing cunt.

My hands roam freely pinching nipples, rubbing breasts, and the occasional smack on the ass. Knowing that you both have cum several times, I slowly begin to undress, trying not to call attention away from what you two are doing. Once I’m done I walk slowly around the bed, carefully watching you both. When I reach the other side of the bed I release Lil One's other hand, which, like the other, quickly finds a place on your body to fondle. As I move back to the foot of the bed I release both of her legs, which press against the bed, letting her arch her clit and steaming pussy into your face.

I watch in amazement the attention you pay to each other while slowly climbing onto the bed between Lil One's legs. You look up, without a word you take my cock in your mouth. As the heat and saliva mix on my dick I softly push your arm, insinuating that you need to pull out the dildo. As the head of the dildo glides out of Lil One, I pull my cock from your mouth and push it into Lil One.

Her back arches and her face is buried in your luscious pussy. I begin pumping myself into her as deep and hard as I can, hearing her moans as she begins to climax. Once I feel the flood of juices around my cock I withdraw it, letting you lick the traces of her orgasm from her. Lil One is now just lying there, worn out; no longer licking, fingering, sucking, or fondling.

As you finish licking Lil One's pleasure from her, you begin sucking on the head of my cock once more. The taste of my cock combined with the taste of Lil One's nectar makes it impossible for you to stop, even for a second. You lift your body enough for Lil One to slide out from under you as she rolls over to the side of the bed. My hand finds its way to the back of your head and gathers a handful of hair.

Pulling your head away from my cock proves to be harder than I thought. The harder I pull, the harder you push, not wanting to give up my dick. I push you on your side. I lay down, you’re still sucking hard, and begin licking your clit and rubbing your breasts. One hand on your breasts and the other reaching for Lil One. Once it finds her she rolls over and begins kissing the back of my neck. As if finding a second wind she kisses down my spine, up to my ribs, and down to my hips. I roll on my back as she begins to help you lick my cock. Her mouth on one side and your on the other, sliding up and down.

The feeling of my dick in the middle of your passionate kiss is incredible. Each of you dragging your tongues along my shaft as if it was a popsicle that you couldn’t put down. Taking turns sucking my head into your mouths. While I lick you again, my fingers begin to flick Lil One's clit. Your juices start to flow once more as my fingers slide deep inside you. Turning my head, licking Lil One as my fingers slide in and out of you both, thrusting rapidly as your moans increase.

Both of you are over taken by your moans, my fingers, my tongue, and the sound of each other. You both orgasm at the same time drenching me in the sweet nectar of your lust as your worlds explode in mind-blowing pleasure. Lil One begins to thrust violently into my hand as if trying to milk her next orgasm out.

Meanwhile you take my cock deep in your throat allowing your moans to be muffled by the head of it. My hand finds its way to your lower back, letting you know my climax is coming. As the tension builds Lil One moves up to kiss me. Her tongue pushes deep into my mouth as my cock pushes deeper into your throat and my fingers push deeper into your dripping cunt. Lil One's hand moves to help with your clit as my cum gushes into your throat. At the same time your juices cover Lil One’s and my hands.

As you continue to suck and swallow, your hips begin to buck. Once you have taken your fill of my salty seed you slide off my throbbing member and pull away from our flicking and squirming fingers. On one side, Lil One curls up next to me, head on my shoulder, her top leg over mine. You do the same on the other side. As my arms caress you both and you begin falling asleep a devilish smile creeps over my face as I begin to think of what we will do tomorrow.



A Subbie Life Ch. 04



The Next Morning

As my eyes begin to flutter I can hear slight sounds in the room. Movement, as if you both have risen from bed and are getting dressed. Then I begin to make out the words that I am hearing. 

You asking "Are you sure?" 

Lil One responding "Absolutely!!!" with excitement not ever trying to hide in your voice. 

I can feel you get on the bed once more. I'm curious now to what you are talking about and know that once I open my eyes you both will stop talking and I will learn no more. Unfortunately the thoughts running threw my head are killing my deception as my cock starts growing hard with anticipation of what is going on. 

Suddenly I feel an hand petting my thigh as if hoping that my cock is going to come and play. I carefully open my right eye just a crack to try and get an idea of what is going on. Though to now help for the window shades are open and the morning sun is blinding to my sleepy eyes. 

As I feel a second hand rubbing my other thigh, I can no longer control my cock any longer as it thrusts as if to say "Good morning to both you beautiful women!!!"

I hear you mumble "Are you sure he's still asleep?" You continue, "I don't want to piss him off this early." Concern in your voice. 

I can hear Lil One almost snickering as she responds, "No, if he was awake do you think he would just lay there. He would be telling us to get to work!!!" as the giggles overflow from her. 

With that said I feel your warm mouth engulf my hard cock in a single lushes bound. Wasting no time Lil One quickly begins sucking on my nipple closest to her while her hand caresses my balls. Your hand still on my thigh, sliding up and down the length as if stoking it like you would my cock. I feel your other hand graze my stomach on its way to Lil One. As Lil One's hand slides across to you. I know now that you both desire pleasure this morning and this will not be a problem. I feel the warmth of Lil Ones mouth slowly working its way down my stomach now while you continue to impale your throat with my firm cock. 

Knowing that you both are doing this of your own will only secures it in my mind that you have truly given yourselves to me and that my pleasure is first on your minds. This thought in its own way is erotic to me this morning and with that thought still in my head I feel your tongues collide around my burning cock in a ring of warmth and wetness that I could only dream of till now. I feel my orgasm growing as my hands slide around on the bed searching for both of you. As my hand caresses your leg it quickly finds its way to your damp pussy dripping with your sweet nectar. My other hand easily finds Lil Ones butt as well and sliding gently to her to her pussy also drenched in her own juices. Both aching for attention. 

I push my fingers in to both of you simultaneously as I open my eyes to see the expressions on your faces. Lil Ones eyes close quickly as your widen in surprise your mouths still around my cock. With all this to push, my orgasm flies over the edge spraying my seed up into the air like a fountain of hot sticky liquid. You both realize what's happening about the same time as you both move over my cock trying to catch what ever taste you can. My cum splattering you both in the face on its decent from its fall.

The warm salty taste only fuels your lust as you feel the tingling sensation in your stomach telling you that your climax is coming. As the tingling begins to spread to like warmth flowing over your insides filling every crevasse of your body your head feels light and your body feels like it will explode an second. Your thighs begin to shake as your nectar gushes from you soaking my hand and the sheets beneath it. You almost collapse from the pleasure. You slowly lay down forcing my fingers out of you, cuddling up head on my shoulder with my arm around you, hand placed lightly on your ass. 

Lil One on the other hand sees you move and slides her leg over me straddling my cock left semi hard from your orgasm and quickly trusts it into her flaming pussy. The wave of warmth flows over me as she is filled with every inch I have to offer. Her hips bucking wildly as her fingers begin to molest her clit. Her other hand caressing her breast and nipple while my hand glides to her stomach. Her thrusts begin to quicken telling me she is on the verge of orgasm. I slide my hand down pushing her hand away from her clit, allowing me ample time to catch it between my thumb and forefinger squeezing it lightly at first, watching her squirm in pleasure. Finally I pinch it hard knowing it will be the final straw. 

Her hips buck madly as I feel the cascade of her juices flow over my cock and balls. Feeling her shiver in aftershock. As she lays on me, head on my chest and my cock still in her. She looks at you with a smile that can only be "I told you so." You both kiss lightly then you start feeling for each others tongues, the warmth, the caress, and of course the lust. As the sexual haze passes and the gloss of orgasm fades from both your eyes. 

You both look at each other then to me and in unison say, "Good morning Master, I love you." 

With this I smile to both of you and reply, "Good morning my dears. I love you too." 

With that said you both seem to melt as you lay against me. I hold you both as tight as my exhausted arms will allow, while I kiss the tops of your heads lightly. I close my eyes and fall back to sleep holding you both. 

Once again my eyes begin to flicker as I hear sounds around me, however this time it's more of pots clanking and laughter as my eyes open, thankfully the blinds pulled down shutting out the blinding rays of the sun. I look around quickly trying to get my bearings. I see my robe hung neatly on the post of the bed closest to the door. I quietly get dressed and come down the stairs to find you both in the kitchen cooking breakfast. This would be no different then any other day, however all you seem to be wearing is an apron slung around your neck and tied behind your back. Lil One has simply tied hers around her waist exposing her breasts and hard nipples. Both the aprons are red trimmed in a ruffle of the same red, however not the warmest selection in the house I can see the goose bumps covering your bodies. 

As you both turn around when you hear me enter the room, gorgeous smiles on both your faces. You both quickly untie your aprons, throw the on the counter and grab your coffee cups to join me at the table. 

After a few moments of silence, it breaks with you asking, "So what do you desire of us today, M'Lord?" the quark in your voice shows there is still uncertainty of what had transpired earlier this morning. 

I lean back for a moment of reflection, letting this morning's escapade gush from my memories. A smile crosses my lips.

"Well my dears, I thought we might play in the basement today," as a devilish smile broadens on my face. 

I watch as Lil Ones eyes seem to light up with delight and yours dim with confusion and worry. You have a look about you that indicates that your not sure how to react, but don't want to say anything. 

I stand up still smiling and walk down the stairs to the dead bolted door that leads to the basement. I look back, Lil One perched on the edge of her seat almost ready to jump if given the word. 

"You two finish breakfast. I have a few things to set up before we begin," I comment. 

Pulling the key from a nail that hangs right next to the door on the wall. 

As I unlock the door I hear you questioning Lil One, "What's so special about the basement? What does he mean "Set up"? Does this have something to do with this morning?" Your questions come out a mile a minute. 

Lil One sits there for a moment before answering making sure I have gone down the stairs. "The basement is M'Lords dungeon per say." Your eyes widen. "Don't worry about it; you were going to see it eventually. And "Set up" that's just him deciding which floggers and rope he's going to use. It also lets him get anything else around before we begin so he doesn't need to run off and leave us all tied up." These words were meant to ease your mind however that isn't what they've done. 

You can feel your heart pounding in your chest as you get a horrific image of an old movie in your head with somebody on a rack being whipped to death. Yet at the same time the anticipation has begun to build knowing that your body will be completely given over to me. That I will use your body to please my senses, as that thought runs through your head a sparkle gleams in your eyes.



A Subbie Life Ch. 05



Once I reach the bottom of the stairs, I flip the light switch. I watch the lights flicker on. They continue to flicker illuminating the stonewalls and the torch lights. The scene is one of an old fashion dungeon torture chamber. All that’s missing is the screams of a victim, and that will come later today.

As my eyes scan the room wondering how I wish to play with my lovely ladies today, I look at the wooden cross leaning against the wall, then the sawhorses sitting of to the side, and finally, I see my favorite, the monster of my own design. It sits in the middle of the room like a piece of abstract art. Honestly, I think it looks like a child’s jungle gym with eyebolts protruding from every place possible. The frame is steel tubing arranged like monkey bars with two saw horses sitting parallel to each other, a soft cushion connecting them at the top. Another wooden cross secured to one side of the bars.

Now with the easy part done I walk to the closet hidden away in the back of the room. As I open the door, I see the light glint off a couple of metal clasps that hold them to the wall. With the doors open all the way, I see a row of floggers and whips hanging on the wall, a box of toys on the floor shut and locked. I lightly drag my hand across the falls of the floggers, first looking for the feel I desire. I narrow it down to three. The first is an electric blue, suede flogger with 21inch falls, the second a smaller, also suede flogger this one in a mustard yellow, and the third a brushed leather flogger in classic black. With the floggers chosen I turn my eyes to the riding crops. 

I wonder to myself, “Hard tip for the sting? Soft tip for the fondle?” I smile and choose the soft tip.

I take the toys over to my “Monster” and hang them were I can get to them easily. 

Then I return to the closet. Pulling out the box, I quickly turn the combination to the correct numbers. In mere seconds, I have the box open and am looking over my collection of clamps, ropes, mitts, candles, gags, and vibrators. From this box I pull several clamps, a couple of candles, a fur lined mitt, two ball gags, and a strap on vibrator shaped like a little bumble bee. Then I pull out a few pieces of rope in different lengths. I lock the box back up, push it back into the closet and close the door. I set the stuff on the table next to my “Monster” and sneak back up stairs.

I relock the door and proceed to the kitchen. As I walk through the door I can hear you two talking. 

“I’m just worried. I’ve never been in an actual scene,” you explain to Lil One. 

“Don’t worry; he knows what he’s doing. He won’t hurt you,” Lil One replies. 

You look at Lil One with a questioning look on your face, “He won’t?” the sound of your voice is a slightly depressed whine. You both laugh.

The sound of your laughter echoes through out the room as I quietly sit down at the table completely enthralled with your conversation. Sitting there I can smell the bacon and eggs you two are cooking while you talk.

“You know what I mean,” Lil One snickers. 

“You’ve NEVER been in a scene? How is that possible? The entire time we were talking to you about coming out here, you said you were submissive.” Lil One looks at you confused. 

“Well, I’ve had things used on me, but never by a real master. Make sense?” you remark shyly.

You can see the compassion in Lil Ones eyes as she takes your hand in hers, caressing it gently as she brings it to her lips. With the light touch of her lips against your hand, your eyes close as you feel the worry on your heart almost melt away. You feel a tingle between your legs reminding you of last night as a shiver rushes through your body.

“Ok, you two, that’s enough!” My voice thunders through the kitchen. 

You both jump in surprise and turn quickly. 

Lil One looks at me with a look that says, “I hate it when you do that.” 

The look on your face is more of fear, not knowing how much I have heard, but more importantly what I’m going to do about it. 

I stand quickly and begin walking toward the door to the basement again. I turn to see both you still with smiles on your faces, you look a little sheepish in you grin as if you only smile because you don’t know what else to do. 

Looking at Lil One I command, “Your spot, Now!” 

You can see the cheer of your conversation slide from her face as her eyes lower quickly and she quietly responds, “Yes, M’Lord,” you glance back and forth almost scared to know what is going on. 

Lil One silently walks down to the door next to me, once she reaches it you see her say something but can’t make out the words. Then you see me respond and now you realize you’re not supposed to hear this conversation. As I finish talking I reach up and unlock the door once more. Lil One begins down the stairs, my gaze quickly finds you still standing there no longer smiling. Now it seems that fear has clutched your heart in its cold, icy grip refusing to turn loose. 

I begin to walk toward you; you can see the fire blazing in my eyes as I get closer and closer. 

Once I am in front of you I begin to speak, not the cold, heartless tone of only seconds ago but now a sweet, seductive tone, “My dear go up stairs and pull out a pair of jeans for me, you pick the color, a small vibrator and a large glass of water.” 

The sweetness of my voice consumes you as you feel fears grip fade to less then a pin prick. Emulating Lil Ones reaction to her command you look slowly to the floor and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.”

As you begin to walk away quietly I tap you on the shoulder, “Don’t forget the glass.” 

You smile slightly and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.” 

You turn and move to the cabinet with all the glasses in it. You reach up trying to reach the biggest one on the top shelf but no matter how you stretch you can barely graze it with your finger tips. Suddenly you see me reaching for the glass over you, my chest pressing into the back of your shoulders. You can feel my cock beginning to throb as it pushes against your lower back. I lower the glass to your reach,

allowing you to take hold and step back. You glance over your shoulder searching for my presence, seeing that I have moved away more then enough you turn and head for the stairs.

Once you reach the master bedroom, you glance around looking for the toy bag. You see it in the corner by the bed. 

Then you look to my dresser questioning your self, “Where would a man like this keep his jeans?” 

My voice echoes from behind you, “The shelf in the closet.” 

You almost jump out of your skin not realizing I had followed you up the stairs. Quietly you move to the closet and bring out a pair of faded blue jeans; unfolding them you drape them on the edge of the bed on your way to the toy bag. You reach into the back a pull out the first small vibrator you feel, it’s only about 4 inches long and as big around as a quarter. Placing it next to the jeans you head into the master bath for the glass of water. As you turn it on, you slip your finger under the flow testing the temperature. As it slowly grows colder you glide the glass under the faucet carefully watching the cool, clear liquid swirl and bubble in the heavy glass. Once it is full you turn off the water and begin into the bedroom again.

As you enter the room you see me standing in the middle of the room naked. You look quickly to the glass of water as you walk toward me. Once you reach me you offer me the glass. 

As I take it in my hand you hear my voice again, “Entertain me.” 

Your eyes shoot up to mine quickly and before you can realize it you question, “How?” A smile creeps across my face as I place the vibrator in your hand.

“Lay on the floor right were your standing and play with yourself. I want to see you cum.” The look across your face is one of pure horror. 

Reluctantly you drop to your knees, then to your butt. You lay back with your head against the floor. As you close your eyes you can feel the erotic nature of this pushing past the fear in you, before you even turn the vibrator on you can feel your juices beginning to seep. You slide your thumb around the base of the vibrator turning it on and you know you want this. You want me to watch you please yourself. You want me to see you cum. 

You place the vibrator against your clit, as the rhythm courses through your clit you can feel it in your thighs. Your other hand glides gently over your nipples pausing to pinch each of them then continuing. You feel your lust filling you with warmth that can only come from a building orgasm. Your hand caresses your breast, pinching the nipple and pulling it as your hips begin to buck slightly. Moving from your breast, it traces your down your stomach finding your wet pussy more then inviting. You slip two fingers deep within yourself, feeling them penetrate you. A moan escapes your lips and echoes in the room. 

While your fingers pump vigorously, you can feel my eyes drinking up the sight of you, caressing the curves of your breasts, engulfing myself in your fingers as they plunge into you. Your hips grind into your hand sadistically as your hot cunt begins to swell with pleasure. As your nectar gushes from you, covering your hand, you feel an unexpected splash of cold. You loose your breath and you feel the raging fire deep within you that only seems to burn even hotter now. 

The final shiver of ecstasy passes and you open your eyes. First looking to my face, seeing the hard stare that you felt covering you like a blanket, Then to my hand were the empty glass sits, 

All you can think is ‘Why did I get it SO cold?’. 

Finally you look to my now hard cock standing fully erect, welcoming the sight of your naked body. You pull you fingers out of your drenched pussy and turn off the vibrator. As you begin to sit up you hear me whisper, “Serve.”

Knowing exactly what is expected you maneuver to your knees and take my throbbing cock in your hand, as your tongue flick across the head licking the pre cum from it. Then wrapping your lips around the head, lightly dragging your tongue on the edges of it, you feel my hands fall to your hair. You begin rocking back and forth on your knees, gorging your self on my cock as it thrusts down your throat, your tongue working the head. Your hand sliding along the shaft pulling me deeper into your throat as more pre cum covers your tongue; you know it will not be long. With that thought your mouth begins to water knowing it will soon be filled with my salty cum. As you feel that twinge building between your legs again your first stream of cum covers your tongue, closely followed by the second and third. You swallow without hesitation. You softly suck the last few drops from the head and relax your seated position. You look up to me the look of lust obvious on your face.

I look down with a smile, “Not done yet are you?” 

You reply quietly, “If you wish me to be then I am, M’Lord.” 

I glance to the clock on the night stand, “You have one hour. Do what you need to. BUT, be clean and ready to come with me no later then 3:45pm.” 

As you feel the delight engulf your body you also feel the dread of the basement, “Yes, M’Lord.”

I quickly turn to the bed and grab my jeans, pulling them on as I walk away. You begin to smile. Once I am gone from the room you grab the vibrator and head for the bathroom. 

Knowing that you have to be cleaned up you draw a bath. As the water hits the bottom of the tub you’re reminded of the cold water washing over your clit and stomach as you climaxed moments ago. With that thought stuck in your head you test the water, feeling the cold of the water is simple too much. Without realizing it you’ve begun tracing little circles around your clit with one hand as your other hand dangles from the faucet testing the water. You notice about the time three fingers slide into your sopping pussy, and the rush of pleasure begins to build once again. 

As your fingers pound hard into you; your eyes are fixed on the water as it falls to the bottom of the tub, splashing everywhere, caressing the tub not letting any part not feel it’s chilling touch. As the water starts to warm up, so does your cunt as if they are making love to each other. That’s when you get the idea… 

Opening the drain on the tub you watch the water run down to the abyss as your mind begins to turn. Quickly you stand and step into the tub; you sit on your butt. As you lay back, you place your feet on the wall and slide forward, feeling the warm water brush your thigh. The closer your pussy gets to the gushing warmth of the water, the more lustful you become. You ache for that loving touch, as you slip you throbbing cunt under the water you feel it once more. 

The water caresses your pussy leaving no crevasse untouched, while it gently thumps against your hard clit. You can’t help but to moan, small at first but soon they’re deafening to you in the bathroom. Your hips begin to buck against your invisible love while your hands squeeze your breasts, and pull at your nipples. Your mind wanders to the thought of being watched and knowing that you are exposing yourself to them in the most intimate way possible. Your can feel the staring eyes, as the water pounds its way to you sinful pleasure. 

Sliding one hand past your hip and the out side of your leg you reach your pussy, feeling the warmth as it cascades over your hand and sliding your fingers in, feeling the rush as your lips spread and your lust engulfs its fill once again. You imagine your other fingers are my cock and begin to slide them in and out of your mouth, flicking your tongue hungrily. You can taste the water and the water brings to life the taste of my seed once more as your orgasm overwhelms your senses and enthralls your mind completely encompassing you in pleasure. 

Slowly the final lashes fade to nothing more then your trembling knees, and a slight case of light headedness. You slowly sit up plugging the drain and letting the warm water swallow you. The water reaches your nipples and you turn it off and you begin to wash your self. The gentle glide of your hands in the water with the soap and rag only make things worse though, as you start getting aroused again. You quickly open the drain and rinse off, not knowing what was to come. You didn’t want to waste your lust on primal instinct.

You stand and grab a towel knowing your hour would soon be up and at the same time surprised it wasn’t. As you walk into the bedroom, you look at the clock 3:30pm. You're early. Softly you pat the towel over your body letting it get most the water and quickly you rub it over your swollen pussy. Feeling the fibers and knowing you’re still aroused you hoped it wouldn’t show by the time I arrived. 

However I walk through the door only moments later, look at you and say, "Done?" 

You nod slowly. “Good. Did you have fun?” I ask as a smile starts to spread across my face. 

You bow your head and whisper, “Yes, M’Lord.” As you try to hide the grin on your face. 

I walk over, slide my hand along the outskirts of your ass, around to your pussy and slip two fingers into you without even a second thought. 

“I guess you did!!!” I mutter. I smile and pull them back, teasing you. 

“Well then… shall we proceed to the basement?” I inquire as I take your hand in mine. 

You reply quickly and quietly, “Yes, M’Lord.”



A Subbie Life Ch. 06



As we walk out of the room I can see that you’re not thrilled to be going. 

I ask sweetly, “What’s the matter my dear?” 

You look at me deer eyed and whisper, “Nothing M’Lord, I’m just worried… I’ve never done an honest scene.” 

I quickly reply, “I know.” 

The shocked look that crosses your face gives away your thoughts as I continue, “You forget I know all and see all.” 

A smile spreads broadly across my face as I look at you. 

Your eyes start to sparkle in the light as we reach the door to the basement. Then the terror coats your face once more as you stare down the dark stair case not knowing what to expect. 

I step to the first step turn my head back to see you and whisper, “Come my dear, and take the first step to your new life.” 

The look in your eyes shows the excitement and worry fighting within your soul. You slowly step forward squeezing my hand slightly. I lift

your hand to my shoulder resting it there as I begin down once more, you step lightly to the first step and find that it’s easier then you thought. As you descend the stairs you can feel the worry lifting and being replaced by lust knowing that my intentions include using your body to please mine.

You reach the final stair and turn to the room, seeing the torches that line the walls; you feel your heart well up as if it had just been stopped as you realize that it is a dungeon. Your eyes scan the room looking for something that you could consider friendly, the rack, the sawhorses, and that’s when you see the monster. There upon the monster hangs Lil One. You mouth drops open and your eyes grow wide. 

The fear shows terribly. As I lead you toward her, you can’t help but stare. Her eyes are covered with a blind fold; a ball gag fills her mouth as the saliva drips down her chin to the floor. Her arms bound behind her back and tied to her ankles. Rope crosses her chest in a couple of places, with a single piece running down between her breasts and stomach and up between her pussy lips before connecting the ropes that suspend her. You begin to say something and I quickly cover your mouth with my hand and bring my finger up to my mouth in a 'be quiet sign.' You nod softly acknowledging the signal. I remove my hand. 

You watch in amazement as I walk past you without even a sound, manage to lift a small mitt and place it on my hand. As I gently glide it down Lil Ones neck to her breasts you can hear the muffled moans echo in the room. I wave my hand motioning for you to come closer, I take your hand in mine and place your nails lightly on the side of her leg and drag them down it. The moans begin again and this time you even seem to be enjoying it. 

I reach up and pull the blindfold off letting the blinding light force her eyes shut. Then begin to unbuckle the ball gag, as I pull the gag out of her mouth a stream of fluid gushes from her mouth splashing across the floor. 

Softly caressing her head, my fingers running through her hair I whisper, “Are you alright my dear?” Her head just nods. 

I slip under her placing my shoulder under her stomach and lift up. As I absorb her weight she bends over my shoulder I quickly untie the ropes suspending her and carry her to the bed against the other wall. As I lay her down I ask you to bring me the glass of water on the small table. You bring it over and sit next to Lil One. 

I have most the ropes off of her and have her covered in a blanket. 

I look at you, “Sit here with her while I prepare for you.” 

You nod without saying a word and do. As you sit, I stand and walk to the monster. I begin setting things to the side and you realize that you’re not going to be hung the same way. I am standing to the side where the sawhorses are connected. 

You look to Lil One and ask, “Are you ok?” 

She replies in a stifled voice, “Yes, I’m fine; it doesn’t hurt near what it looks like.”

You gently hold her hand gliding your thumb over her palm. She rolls slightly on her side placing her head in your lap, her eyes fixed on me. Your other hand combs though her damp hair lightly. As she moves around trying to get comfortable her hand ends up innocently on your thigh, under her head. Even this little bit of attention has got your juices flowing. You carefully wiggle trying to keep her hand away from your dripping pussy. 

As she realizes what you’re doing she lunges her hand down to your sopping pussy, quickly filling you with three fingers. Your eyes close and you immediately begin to breathe deeply, feeling you lust build ever so quickly. As Lil Ones hand pumps faster and deeper than ever you can’t help but to moan, it echoes throughout the room. Your hips grin into her hand as your orgasm comes to its climax. You can feel the nectar fall from the pit of your stomach, Lil One knowing these signs turns her head meeting your sweet juices with her tongue as that gush from you.

Before you know it I’m standing next to you. Lil One is feeling much better, the color is back in her face and her voice is as it always is. I lean over and kiss her gently on the forehead and ask her if she’s ok. 

She quickly glances at you and says, “Yes, M’Lord I have a wonderful nurse.” 

A mischievous smile comes to the crook of your mouth. I extend my hand to help you get up. As you stand I see the nectar splash to the floor. 

My eyebrow rises slightly and look back and forth between the two of you, “A little to much nursing?” 

The smile on your face shows a hint of embarrassment. We both begin to smile slightly.

Your eyes look past me as the “Monster” becomes focused in your eyes. 

I can see the terror well up inside you once again, like the fear in a child once night overtakes their room. 

I squeeze your hand a little to bring your attention back to me, “Don’t worry my dear, you will like everything I do I promise. If you don’t all you have to say is “Raining Monkeys” and I will stop. Ok?” 

Your eyes look at me curiously, “Raining Monkeys?” 

“That is your safe word. If you ever want me to stop anything I’m doing then you need to say it,” 

I can see the smile caress the side of your mouth wanting to show it’s self, but still held back by uncertainty. We begin waling toward the “Monster.” 

As we reach our destination you hear a command echo through the room, “Sit.” 

You comply by sitting on the floor quietly, your legs folded in front of you; your hands palm up on your thighs, and your eyes focused on the floor before you.

I turn to a small table, when I turn back I have a pair of wrist cuffs and a pair of ankle cuffs. Both sets are black leather with a silver O ring and buckle. The flickering lights only let you see the O rings, as I lean down and place them on the floor in front of you.

I sit down facing you while I begin to unbuckle them. As I finish the last one I state a command in a low tone, “Foot.” 

You slowly extend your leg to me knowing that you will feel the coldness of hard leather in seconds. As the cuff is placed on your ankle you realize it’s not cold, or hard for that matter, but soft and warm as if it were cloth. 

Your eyes express your question and you hear me muter, “They’re fur lined,” as I buckle it securely to you. 

“Foot,” you hear me command again. 

This time you quickly put your foot toward me and pull the other back. 

Your hands roam to the cuff examining it with your fingertips. As your fingers caress the fur you hear, “Wrist.” 

Knowing what’s going on now you happily give your wrist as you pull your leg back to its place. Quickly the cuff is on and without being prompted you thrust your other arm out looking for its furry companion. Once they are on you I stand and reach for you again, taking my hand you pull yourself up to me. 

I guide you to the side of my “Monster” were I bend you over the sawhorses allowing your arms to stretch to the floor; I latch the cuffs to the legs of them almost in one fluid motion. As I move back to your legs I drag my fingertips down your back, over your butt cheek and across the back of your thigh. I lift your leg up and clasp its cuff to the top of my “Monster” then quickly do the same to the other. 

I lean down once again and whisper, “Two things. Are you comfy? And are you scared of the dark?” 

Your eyes glance quickly at me as if a sudden shiver of horror had run up your spine. You reply with worry in your voice, “Yes, M’Lord quite comfy surprisingly. And no I’m not afraid of the dark.” 

The whine in your voice toward the end of this comment expressed your fear, but also showed your willingness to continue. 

You feel my hand gliding up your back, over your neck and caressing your hair; then suddenly you can’t see anything. You realize that I have put a blindfold on you and calm down. With your body at this angle you feel completely vulnerable and the fear gushes from your heart as you feel my hands exploring your body’s every turn. 

You quietly mutter, “I am yours M’Lord,” over and over not only to me but to yourself as well. 

My hand glides around your back and over your butt, my fingers slipping in for a flick at your clit. You begin to feel the pleasure rising in you. 

Suddenly you feel this stinging pain and a “Crack,” echoes around in your head. 

You can feel your butt cheek begin to burn with the redness of a firm blow from a flogger. 

“Crack,” again. 

This time the burn is even more painful forcing you to thrust your pelvic bone into the top of the sawhorses. Your clit rubs against the soft vinyl sending a rush of electricity through out your body. 

“Crack,” you thrust again and come to the understanding that this is not painful at all but VERY pleasing. 

As you feel the flogger lift to take another strike you find that you’re actually looking forward to it connecting again. As the flogger continues its stinging blows you find that you’re raising your hips as if you lusted for it. 

Your juices are now flowing uncontrollably, you can feel them dripping out of you and running up your stomach toward your breasts. The flogger falls again this time with a new and sweet change, you can feel fur gliding up and down your body ever so lightly, when I trace it over the red blotches in the shape of the flogger tails you moan in exquisite pleasure. Every little hair is like a new orgasm sending bolts of lightening through every vein in your body. 

You feel me pulling your legs apart, sliding something in between your knees to hold them there, then a sharp pain on the outer lip of your steaming pussy, then another on the other side, one on your clit. 

You think, “Oh My God what is he doing?” 

But as the fur rubs your thigh you forget all about the pain for a second. You feel three more sharp stings and then they turn to hard aches. You can hear a vibrator turn on, it sounds like its humming through the room. Then you feel it. Bouncing from pain to pain on your pussy, the vibration and pain mixing is amazing. You can feel every one individually as it rattles around. 

Before you can do anything you feel an orgasm explode from you, shooting your nectar every where. Feeling the warmth gush all over your thighs and run down your stomach. You feel the vibration stop and the points of pain are taken off. As the blood flows back into those places the pain is excruciating, followed by a comfortable numb for a second. 

You can hear an almost grinding sound like metal grinding and a faint pop, and then it’s gone. Suddenly you feel a point of hot fluid splatter on your back sending smaller hot spots fling over your back, each of these points hot for a moment then quickly cooled, and another, this one runs down your side burning a hot little trail as it goes. 

“Candle wax,” you exclaim to your self. 

As another flush of wax hits your butt and drizzles into your crack, the heat is unbearable your mind searches for the safe word. As it finally comes to mind the wax has stopped. 

You can feel my hands roaming your back and I whisper, “Are you alright?” 

With out thinking you answer, “Yes, M’Lord.”

Then you come to the realization that you are. 

“Well my dear I think that’s enough pain for your first night. What do you think?” 

You can feel the sweat dripping from your entire body, but you can only focus on the lustful pleasure you have found in the midst of all this. The orgasm from pain and how wonderful it was. The trust of a man that intends to hurt you and how this was all ok because you know that he will be the only one that can make you feel safe. 

You feel your legs drop as I unclasp them from the “Monster” and you feel another set of hands caressing your head. 

A familiar voice… Lil One as she says, “You did good sis, did you like it?” 

You try to speak but nothing you say will come out. You feel as if your body is paralyzed by desire for another orgasm. You feel Lil One undo your wrist cuffs leaving them connected to the sawhorses, as I pick you up and carry you to the bed. 

I lay you on your side; you feel the softness of the mattress seem to rise from beneath you, Lil One lying beside you. You open your eyes to see she is staring at you with a fire in her eyes you can feel deep down in orgasmic places you didn’t even know existed till this night. 

Still unable to form words you mouth the words praying she will understand, “FUCK ME.” 

For a moment she hesitates then lays down next to you looking directly into your eyes. 

Your breathing still heavy and hers beginning to be, makes your breasts touch every time you breathe. This touch alone has your orgasm building. You pull you arm up to her stomach and feel it just flop there, your energy spent. You can see in her eyes that you will cum once more. Her hand glides up your stomach ignoring the part of your body that is screaming for it. Pinching at your nipple for a moment then her head ducks down to take it in her mouth, the feel of her tongue flicking and twirling has your cunt throbbing with anticipation.

Her hand finds its way down to your sweet pussy already drenched in its own juices. Lil One softly glides her hand to the back of your thigh, helping you move it so it rests over hers. In your comatose state you don’t notice me get on the bed until my arms caress you from behind. My hands running over all the places I have enjoyed thus far today. You quiver at my touch, knowing that it’s those hands that caress you now that can inflict such pain and pleasure. My hand lightly pulling the wax from your back in little pieces, as Lil One begins to rub your clit with no regard for the moans that have begun to explode from your throat. 

Your moans begin to quicken as your orgasm draws closer, though your strength has yet to return. Lil One eases down your chest and stomach teasing you with her tongue, while I begin rubbing my finger in small circles before slipping my finger in your ass. Lil Ones tongue reaches your pussy finding it burning with a desire that can only match her own. Her tongue lunges deep into it lapping at every inch she can reach. Slowly I insert a second finger, not finding any resistance. 

Lil Ones tongue is quickly accompanied by her fingers thrusting deep within you. My fingers massage you from within from one side as hers begin from another. Your moans become even faster with the thought of this double penetration. Your mind roars with pleasure as your hips unwillingly begin to thrust forward and back impaling it’s self no matter which way it goes. 

Out of the blue your voice returns only to betray you as it fills the room, “Please M’Lord fuck me. Make me your slut!” 

Your mind reels at this, “That’s not me! Is it,” you say to yourself. 

“It sounded like my voice. What is going on,” you wonder. 

Suddenly you feel my hard cock thrust into your ass, and you scream in ecstasy. Lil One licks faster and pumps her hand harder while my throbbing cock pummels your ass with every ounce I have to offer. 

Your eyes close as you feel faint, and you see gorgeous blasts of color behind your eyelids, astonishing yellows engulfing beautiful blues and reds, as your head begins to spin and the world seems to turn upside down for that moment. You let go of reality and allow yourself to feel free. You can feel your orgasm burst from the top of your head to the tip of your toes, causing your body to convulse impaling you from every direction. 

I can feel your body heat encircle my cock as your ass tightens around it. I thrust once more with every bit of strength I have, feeling your hole swallow every inch willingly before my salty seed erupts. Lil One hears my grunts and begins running her tongue from your clit to my balls in long luscious motions adding to the intensity of our climaxes. Once I feel your ass release my cock I withdraw it, as Lil One continues to lick mercilessly.

I slowly get up from the bed, watching as you grind into Lil Ones face. I walk around the bed and kneel on the floor next to Lil One. My tongue finds her cunt flooded with her juices. As my tongue meets her clit, she moans, her moan vibrates though your cunt pushing your pleasure even more. My tongue licking her clit I slide my fingers into her with ease. As her moans come more frequent she slowly stops licking your pussy so she can let her lust take control. 

Lil One’s fingers withdraw from you regretfully as the idea to return the favor crosses your mind. You sit up and lay back down with you face behind mine. Gently you place your hand on my head and pull me away. I look up to see you and smile as I move.

Without hesitation you dive in and begin licking and kissing her clit while you slide two fingers into her swollen slit and thrust them deep. Her moans fill the room and all you can think of is how much you love to serve. You feel me begin to kiss your neck, working my way to your ear. I lightly kiss behind your ear as I push my fingers into your dripping cunt. The muffled sounds of your moans fill the room in harmony with Lil One’s. 

You can feel that tingle in your stomach once more as your ecstasy grows once more. I slide my body up onto the bed placing myself in between you both. I pull your hand away from Lil One’s throbbing pussy, and push mine in. you both lay back caressing each others breasts, pulling and pinching on nipples, passionate kisses exchanged, pulling hair and what ever else you two can get you hands on. 

I lean down and whisper in your ear, “Are you ready to cum?” 

Your head nods quickly emphasizing its need. You see me whispering to Lil One and assume it’s of the same nature. 

I sit back up, my eyes lock on Lil One and you hear a command roar through the air, “Cum for me!” 

With that your hear Lil Ones moans quicken as she screams the warning of the orgasm. Suddenly her back arches and my hand is covered in her sticky sweet nectar. 

Though this all seems very erotic and it has helped your climax build you can’t believe Lil One can actually cum just from being told to. As these thoughts bouce around in your head you see my look at you. My eyes locking on yours, you can feel them swallowing your very soul as your body begins to heats up. You can feel your orgasm sitting on the edge of amazing but it just won’t cross that line. 

You hear my voice thunder through out the room echoing off the walls and vibrating you bones, “Cum for me slut!” 

As if that was all that was needed your orgasm gushes from you body spraying your juices over my hand, as your body raises against it. 

As your body falls to the bed you feel a great relief, Lil One raps her arms around you pulling you close to her. Your body melting into hers as you lay there. Your eyes can hardly stay open from your exhaustion. Finally you can’t fight it any more, your eyes close, you sleep.



A Subbie Life Ch. 07



As your eyes flutter, and the mornings fresh scent caresses your senses, your eyes open to greet the early day. You sit up quickly and feel the sharp twinge of pain that has lingered on from the past nights events. Your body flops back to the bed limply as your mind reels though everything that happened. While the memories flood your mind you can't believe that was you. Your voice echoes through the room, 

"Did he really do that? Did I really enjoy that? What have they done to me?" 

At that instant Lilone's head pops up from the foot of the bed, the smile on her face evident that she heard you. She crosses her arms as she lays them on the bed and props her head on them, 

"What's the matter?"

The look on her face shows that she knows but she wants to hear it from you. 

"What are you doing there?" you hear your voice spurt out before you even realize that you've spoken. 

"You don't remember?" her cute little voice questions. 

"No." you respond. 

"Master offered you his bed last night but you refused, then you refused to be alone, so I curled up on the floor and let you sleep," the tone in Lilone's voice almost sounds mournful as she gazes at you with a longing that shows on her face. 

Without thinking you look at her and ask, "Why do you look so hurt?" 

Lilone sits up stiffly her eyes locked on yours, "Well after all that happened last night, I was hoping that we would be able to wake up together this morning with Master. But now it seems that your ashamed of what we did and what you enjoyed." 

You can feel the tears welling up in your eyes, knowing that you have hurt her feelings. Lilone sees the tears too and quickly moves to the bedside and sits next to you. You begin to mumble and moan about how you can't believe how you liked what Master did and how you can't believe he did all those things to you. 

You feel a caring arm caress your shoulder; your head immediately falls to her shoulder as your tears begin to fall freely. Your muffled whimpers fill the room, while Lilone's fingers run through your hair. 

The tone of her voice no longer hurt, but filled with compassion, "If you didn't enjoy at least some of it you wouldn't be human, Hun." 

"What do you mean?" your question bounces around the room lightly before coming to rest on Lilone's ears. 

You lift your head, making eye contact with her. You see a smile cross her plump lips as they part to answer your question, "Close your eyes and lay back. I'll show you." 

Your heart begins to pound so hard; you can feel its rhythm all the way to your fingertips, as you lay down. You sit there staring at the ceiling almost afraid to close your eyes. "Close your eyes." Lilone's voice drums. 

Your eyes close against their will, as you let the darkness take you. You hear Lilone's voice reach out of the black and take hold of you. "I want you to think about what happen last night. 

Not from the point of view you've been using...but with an open mind. Okay?" The fear gushes over your mind like a tidal wave, "Yah," is all you can manage to get past the lump in your throat. 

Lilone starts talking about last night. "The blind fold taking you away, the flogger whipping your ass, the ball gag in your mouth, Master taking control of your body and using it for his own desire, the fur rubbing your skin, the cuffs confining you but setting you free at the same time, my fingers sliding in and out of your pussy, my tongue licking up your gushing lust as it spilled from your pussy, Masters hard cock trusting into your ass with a passion I'm sure you've never known."

Her amazing words have driven you to desires that you know are wrong but you also wish to fulfill them. Your cunt is sopping with the very ideas she is giving you. Lilone can see the flush cover your body as she slips back the sheets exposing your naked body to the crisp morning air. Your nipples hard already and begging for attention, your pussy dripping your juices on the bed and your hips are perched ready for your cunt to be filled with anything that will let your rising orgasm explode. 

Your hands have begun roaming your body giving your nipples the attention they desire, as Lilone quickly helps out by caressing your breast with one hand, while dragging her nails down your side, over your hip and continuing down your thigh. Your hand lashes out grabbing hers as it passes your pussy and guides it back up, insisting it rest cupped over your cunt. Lilone begins slowly moving her hand is a small side-to-side motion massaging your clit with her palm. 

The stimulation causes a moan to escape your lips as her lips cover your. Her tongue thrusts deep in your mouth searching for yours franticly. Her fingers begin massaging your lips while her palm rubs your clit. You can feel your orgasm building but it has no way to burst. Finally her fingers stab into your cunt deep and hard, thrusting faster and faster. 

You're about to cum when you hear my voice out of nowhere, "Not yet." 

The shock of me being in the room opens your eyes, you see me standing over you. Your eyes lock mine and you can feel the orgasm begging to erupt from your swollen cunt. "Say please, and I'll let you cum," 

I whisper and I kneel down to be closer to you. Your lust takes over before you can think and the word passes your lips, "Please." 

I smile and kiss your lips gently, as I scoot away I tell Lilone to slip two fingers in your ass, she nodes obediently. You feel her fingers circle your little bud and then thrust in, the pleasure is more then you can stand, you can feel your orgasm in the back of your throat. I look down your body enjoying your desire. My eyes meet yours once again, "Do you want to cum?" your head nodes rapidly. "Beg," I whisper. Your mouth opens and all you can muster is a whinny little, "Please Master, let me cum." The smile that comes across my face is that of pure satisfaction. In a thunderous voice I command, "Cum for me!" your eyes close and as if a damn had burst, your nectar gushes from your body with a astonishing flood of power oven Lilone's hand and forearm. 

The convulsions thrust your hips up into Lilone's hand, only causing them to intensify. As they finally pass, your eyes open to look down to Lilone who is licking your juices from her fingers, then to you and me can only think to say one thing, "Thank you M'Lord." I stand back up and step down to Lilone, she looks up and offers her hand to me, and I pull it to my lips and lick it, indulging in its wonderful taste. 

I look back to you with a smile, "Your welcome." 

I turn around and walk out of the room. You look back to Lilone, "How did that prove anything, except that I'm a slut!" you exclaim, looking shocked. 

"Hey, now! That's uncalled for. I did everything Master desired last night also... does that mean I'm a slut too?" 

Lilone exclaims looking hurt. As you say nothing she raises and begins to walk out of the room, she slowly turns at the door and whispers, "It's not being a slut if it's what you both desire." Then she's gone. You fall back to the bed knowing that what you said was wrong and not replying only made it worse. 

Your mind revels in all that has happened and you realize that this is the life you have chosen not for us but for yourself. You also know that we are only stepping stones in your journey. As the overwhelming sorrow grips your mind you know you have to get out of bed. You have a plane to catch. Then the thought crosses your mind that this time tomorrow you will be in the arms of your Master once more and we will be nothing but the trainers that showed you how to feel pleasure. 

Suddenly questions start popping up that you had never thought of before, "What if Master can't make me feel the way they can? Will I ever see them again?" and the most dreadful question of all, "What do I tell Master if he asks what my training consisted of?" This thought sends shivers of terror down your spine in long electrical waves.

You sit up once more feeling the slight ache from your lustful pleasure, as your feet hit the floor. Lilone appears at the door again, her eyes cast down; she slowly walks in toward you. Vigilantly she stands over you holding her hand out to help you up. You look up to her with a questioning look on your face. Her eyes quickly look away from yours showing that she's not happy. "Master wants me to clean you up and get you dressed. I've drawn a hot bath in the Master's bathroom, come," the look on her face now showing some compassion as she looks back to you. 

You gently take her hand as you standup, "You don't have to, if you don't want to." "Master's words where very specific, "You will be hers until she leaves." I think this is to show you how it feels to have your desires fulfilled upon your request. 

So you know what your Master feels when you do what you called, "Being a slut." So until you leave I am yours, do with me what you wish." 

Her eyes look down to the floor once again. "Well then my first desire is to know what you want," you look at her, eyes fixed on hers. 

She raises her eyes to meet your, "I'm afraid I don't have that luxury. Master's words are law; if you don't want me, then you need to talk to him." 

You know now that her will is strong and yet she lets herself be told what to do. This makes no sense to you however you also now that she's expecting to have some sort of sexual interaction in the "Bath." 

So you Figure that if there isn't any, then you can prove your point. You quietly nod your head, suggesting that you continue to the bath. She guides your hand in front of her, pushing for you to lead. Even knowing you are in control, you begin to blush, the cool air colliding with your bare skin as you walk down the hall. You can feel Lilone's eyes burning into your body.

As you near the bathroom door you can feel a lustful ache between your legs. A thought runs through your mind, stunning you momentarily, "What if my body and mind like being a slut?" 

Then you hear a faint voice pushing through the confusion. "Are you alright, Madame?" 

You quickly turn to see Lilone's eyes, big and blue gazing up at you. You quickly reply, "Yes, Fine. What did you call me?" 

She looks up shyly, "Madame" she whispers, "Is that okay?" The growing desire between your legs has now worked its way to the pit of your stomach, becoming more noticeable. 

You smile gently "Yes, It's fine."

As you walk into the bedroom, you glance at the bed and flashes of lust and pleasure flood your memory, instantly, your juices begin to gush from between your legs. You stop for a moment, trying to ignore your desire, to no avail. You can feel your nipples harden as a warm, wet drop of your nectar trickles down your thigh. You begin walking again, this time a little more quickly, secretly hoping that Lilone won't notice.

Once you reach the door to the bathroom, you have managed to regain your composure, after all you are the 'Madame' and you are in control. You push the door open slowly watching the steam float along the ceiling, only to be overcome with the memories that await you in there. You see your sinful play time with Lilone, so real that you can feel her hands gliding over your hips, caressing every curve they encounter on their way to tease your shaved mound. The steam seems to grasp at your body, but is chased away again by the cool breeze entering from behind you. Lilone's hands glide between your legs, firmly gripping your upper thighs, just below your sopping pussy; her lips softly begin to kiss a trail from your belly button down to your erect and now enflamed clit. 

Her tongue begins to lash at it quickly. As your legs begin to quiver, the pressure from her hands increase and you feel your legs spread wide, your soft, smooth cunt fully exposed and throbbing to be filled. Lilone graciously obliges as her fingers thrust deep into you without warning. You feel sheer pleasure wash over you immediately. You moan loudly as she works her fingers deeper and deeper. Your hand glides up your stomach and begins pulling helplessly at your nipple. You feel her hand start massaging your ass. Your orgasm has begun to build as her fingers pound into you. You feel the pressure of her finger, begging to enter your ass. 

From out of nowhere you hear yourself shout, "Fuck my ass, you little slut!"

With that, your eyes jolt open to find yourself still in the doorway, the steam floating above you. You can feel the throbbing in your pussy and look down to find your own fingers imbedded deep within both your holes. Jumping slightly, you look for Lilone, only to find her on the floor in front of you moaning loudly as her own orgasm hits her. You watch in shock, trying to figure out what the hell you are doing and the next thing you know you are on the brink of your own orgasm. 

The last thought that runs through your head before you give in to the sweet pleasure is, "I am a slut and I like it. Oh dear, GOD I LIKE IT!"

You feel your juices gush over your hand, as your pelvis grinds against it. Your eyes open and shut sporadically catching glimpses of Lilone and her ecstasy as it engulfs her totally. You force your eyes open to watch her cum, the way her body quivers and shakes as one of her hands glides over her body like a lovers caress, while her other hand pounds vigorously into her now throbbing cunt. You marvel at the way her lips part just enough to let out a slight moan, but still manage to stay plump and desirable to the kiss. 

With all this running through your mind you can feel your pleasure building once more and you know this time you will need some help to unleash its fury. 

Then the thought crosses your mind, "That's what I have you for, my dear Lilone," and with that you withdraw your fingers quickly and step toward Lilone. Lilone knows that look, the look of total and complete desire, and the look of her Master when he is filled with a need that only her body can fulfill. 

As you approach her she obediently forgets about her own pleasure and gracefully sits up on her knees in a serving position. Her hands lying on her thighs, her thighs spread opening exposing her dripping cunt to you, her eyes cast down at the floor and her chest out thrusting her hard nipples to the warm air. As her chest heaves you can see the pace speed up with each step you make. You take your final step placing your feet at the tips of her knees where they meet the floor. You can see the shivers running down her spin as you place your hand on top of her head gently stroking her hair. 

With an easy slide of the wrist you catch her hair in your hand pulling her head back so you can see her eyes, expecting to see fear. But to your surprise all that fills her beautiful blue eyes is desire, miles and miles of desire, flooding from deep in her soul crying out to be fulfilled. In that moment you realize what your Master feels when he desires you and that you truly do feel the same as Lilone does now.

Slowly you lean down, your eyes locked on Lilone's. As you get closer and closer you can feel tears welling up in your eyes because now you finally understand. As you stand there eye to eye with her, you lean forward and kiss her not in the violent way you had come to her but a kiss of a lover, soft and seductive, letting all that passion flow as your tongues collide in lustful sin. The firm grip on her hair loosens to a caressing touch as your other hand cups her cheek. 

As you pull away you hear her ask, "What do you desire of me Madame?" Though it's a simple enough question, the answer seems rather hard to find. 

"You my dear Lilone, not because I say so, not because Master gave you to me, But because you wish too. I now understand what it's like to be a Mistress and I don't have it in me. I am quite content being a subbie and that is all I want to be." 

As these words roll from your tongue you feel as if you have been set free upon the world for the first time, you have found your place and though it's not where you thought it would be it's still yours. You can feel the tears trickle down your cheek in little warm streams. 

Lilone reaches up and wipes them away gently, softly caressing your face in the same stroke. "I would like nothing more then to feel your touch again." 

With that said she leans up and kisses you once more lightly parting at your lips with her tongue while her hand remains on your cheek and the other glides up your thigh. 

Your hand slides down to her shoulder as the kiss deepens, your tongues swimming in each other's mouths hungrily drinking the other. You feel your knees weakening; you slowly kneel down to the floor coming eye to eye with Lilone. Your hand caresses the back of her head as the other glides down to her breast. Cupping it in your hand you pinch the nipple not too hard, but hard enough that a moan erupts in Lilone's chest, and causes her breathing to quicken.

Her hand still between your thighs, it massages up to your dripping cunt. As she begins to rub your clit lightly you can feel the waves of electricity cover your body like waves on a shore, one overlapped by the next. Suddenly you feel her fingers enter you forceful but welcomed by a gush of your juices. It rhythmically thrusts into you; you pull your lips away from hers and kiss down her throat until you reach her other breast. You lick at her nipple in tempo with her thrusting fingers. 

She speeds up the pace little by little as your other hand trails down her chest and across her stomach to her thighs. Her thighs spread almost immediately, tempting you to play with her burning clit. Happily you accommodate her desires, dragging your nail back and forth on her clit a couple of times before pushing your fingers into her throbbing opening.

While your fingers rub and grind into her, your thumb glides back and forth against her clit. You can hear her moans get louder indicating that she's going to cum. Quickly you drop your head between her legs lapping at her clit with you tongue. As her final moan fills the room, her nectar fills your mouth, gushing from deep within. You can feel her body go limp, and yet she quivers. 

You sit there silent for a moment watching her breath in and as the air escapes her body you can hear the faint sighs of total pleasure, and you can remember making those sounds the night before at the whim of my hand. 

Once again you notice the burning in your clit begging to be released, as your hand slowly travels up your thigh. Seeing that Lilone will be of no help you begin to furiously thrust your fingers in to your pussy bending over on your hand and knees. Your eyes pulled tightly shut imagining all that had happened the night before. Suddenly you feel a hand slide along your back, a gentle caress however powerful. 

Your back arches to meet this hand that could only be mine. You notice that it's dragging a soft piece of something with it, by the time you realize that is a silk scarf it's already over your eyes. As it's tightened you can feel the head of a cock being thrust into your ass. The pain only lasts for a second, and then the pleasure of it overwhelms you. While your fingers pound away in your pussy, you feel the cock banging at your ass. As you feel your climax rising to its peak you hear a groan and feel the cock pull from your ass, splattering its salty seed over your back. 

That's all you can take your orgasm releases in full force and you hear a faint whisper in your ear, "Cum for Me." 

It's a man's voice; however it's not mine. As the shock of these waves through your mine your orgasm engulfs your body. Leaving you withering on the floor you hear him stand up and trot away. Your eyes close as your mind floods with questions. 

"Who was he? Were did he come from? Was this part of your training?"

The next thing you know is your head is being pulled up from the floor by what feels like your hair. Then a sudden burst of blinding light. It's Lilone. 




A Subbie Life Ch. 08



As you turn the corner on the stairs, you see me standing at the bottom with all your bags stacked by the wall. 

"Let's go, the cars out front." 

There's an unfamiliar coldness in my voice. Lilone is standing in the front doorway eyes cast down. 

Once you reach the last step you see Lilone walk to my side and kneel down in the Serve position, sitting on her heels, thighs spread, hands laying palm up on her thighs, and her eyes cast down to the floor. You look back to me; my gaze has not left you, as you take the final step off the stairs. 

"Serve." 

I command. Without even so much as a thought, you drop to your knees. Your eyes focus on the floor in front of you; I take a step toward you. 

"Until you get on the plane may this remind you that you are still mine, and after you board your plane, may this remind you that you are a submissive and it is nothing to be ashamed of, for you know your self better then most people will ever know themselves."

You look up to see me extending my hands; draped from one to the other is a gold chain mail necklace with a small lock. The chain shimmers with such brilliance that it's almost blinding but hypnotic in the same moment. I place it around your neck and slip the lock through both ends, the click of the lock closing echoes through the room. You can feel your emotions running ramped as you look up to me. You realize that your training is complete, that soon you will no longer be mine. 

"Now my dear, let's get in the car. I'm sure you're eager to see your Master." 

As you begin to rise Lilone does the same. You glance at her and notice a similar necklace around her neck. When you reach your feet Lilone is grabbing a couple of your bags, you immediately reach for the remaining two and follow her out the door.

You look past Lilone and see a limousine waiting at the curb. 

"Are we going in that?" you question. 

Lilone replies quietly, "Yep, Master feels like having fun on the way." 

You suddenly feel flush and a very familiar tingle begins between your legs. 

"What kinda fun?" In reply Lilone just smiles.

"Enough chatting ladies." 

My voice rumbles from behind you. Quickly Lilone proceeds to the trunk of the car. The trunk pops up and Lilone places the bags in and steps aside for you to do the same. As you drop your bags in you hear the car door open. 

"Okay, get in the car and sit quietly." 

You see the look on my face and can see that it's a command. Lilone slides in, you can hear the squeak of her leather miniskirt against the leather seats as she scoots over. You lower your head and climb in as you look around you see a strip of faint lights running from the back door all the way to the drivers cab. Then you notice a silhouette of a man sitting at the far end, not in the cab but in the back with you. Your heart begins to pound fiercely as you mind begins to wonder 

"Is this the man that fucked me? Is he the "fun" Lilone was referring to?" Suddenly you hear the sound of a smack echoing in your ears, and then you feel a sharp sting on your ass. 

"I SAID GET IN AND SIT QUIELTY, NOT HUNCH IN THE DOOR!"

Quickly you scramble to a seat on the other side of Lilone. You can't stop staring at the man by the cab. As I sit down and pull the door shut I begin to speak, "Have you kept up with the house dress code?" 

You glance around the limo. And realize that I'm talking to you. You look at Lilone, you see her knees spread to expose her bald pussy, "N-No sir, I didn't realize I was suppose to." You whisper as your eyes stare at the floor.

"Fine, remove your underwear and bring them to me." 

Once again the harshness returns to my voice. You glance back at the man sitting at the far end, he's sipping a drink, and you catch a flicker of a gold ring on his hand. 

"I DIDN'T SAY STARE AT MY GUEST!" I roar. Quickly you pull up your jean skirt just enough to get a hold of your panties and wiggle your hips out of them.

As the car starts moving, the driver rolls up the window between the cab and the back. You quickly get your panties off and have them in hand. Hesitantly you lean as far as you can trying to hand them to me. Realizing that's not going to work you get up and take a step toward me. As they hit my hand I command, "Serve." 

Quickly you drop to your knees, to the correct position. You feel the car turn a corner and vertigo sets in a little causing you to get dizzy for a moment.

"Feed." You hear the command but almost don't believe it. 

You glance back to the man sitting there; you can feel his eyes upon you as you begin to lean forward. Once you get closer you find in the dim lights that my cock is already out of my pants and Lilone is massaging it.

You realize that once you get my cock in your mouth that the man will have a nice view of your ass while it's wiggling in the air. Never the less you have been given a task to perform and Master would never let you come into harm. So you lean forward on your hands and knees, eyes locked on my hardening cock.

Once my cock is hard, Lilone's hand slides down my shaft, holding it out for you. Quickly you take my cock in your mouth focusing on its head as it glides in and out of your mouth. You feel Lilone's hand pull away and her fingers begin running through your hair before continuing down the back of your neck. She gently drags her nails down your spine; you feel her fingers trace every bump of your shirt, then pause at your lower back just above the waist of your skirt.

Suddenly you feel the skirt slipping up your legs and over your hips. You pause momentarily as your mind real. Your thoughts jump to the strange man. Then you feel Lilone's nails once more gliding up your thigh, you continue to suck my cock, impaling your throat in an effortless rhythm. Her fingers cup your pussy letting the tips of them fall on your clit for a moment. Immediately your juices begin to flow, while your pussy begs to be played with. 

Finally she slips her fingers into you, engorging them in your heat, she starts lightly stroking, allowing you to rock back and forth between my cock and her fingers, but as your moans begin she thrusts harder forcing your moans to be muffled by my throbbing hard cock pounding in the back of your throat. 

You feel her fingers retreat from you only to be replaces by something else... The man's cock, the thought turns to shivers that dance across your skin.

"What a sight this must be," you think. 

"Masters cock in my throat and this man's cock in my cunt." 

Yet for some reason you can't deny that your body likes it, almost needs it. You can feel your orgasm begging to explode as you realize Lilone is sliding under you. Then you feel her tongue begin lapping at your clit and the man's cock all in one fluid motion. It's too much and your orgasm erupts, exploding from deep within you sending electrical shocks through your body as you scream around my cock. As your scream ends you feel my hand grasp your shoulder letting you know I'm going to cum. You feel my cock gush its seed deep into your throat.

The man stops, as Lilone continues to tenderly lick your pussy. From the corner of your eye your see the man sit on the seat next to me. You look directly to his hard cock that glistens with the nectar of your pleasure. I lean down placing my mouth next to your ear and whisper, "Do you want to suck him?" 

You answer without a thought, "Yes, Sir." 

"Then by all means," I reply. 

As you shift slightly you easily take his cock in your mouth, the taste of your lust mixed with his makes you want to cum again, and you find yourself begging for him to cum in your mouth, to climax this orgasmic sensation in your mind. 

Out of nowhere a familiar voice echoes in your ears, "How do you taste on your Master?" 

In disbelief you look up to see your Master sitting in front of you and his cock in your mouth. 

"This man... this stranger... is my Master??" the thought pounds into your head, almost as hard as his cock pounds into the back of your throat. You hear him moan deeply as his cum spills from his throbbing cock, splattering in your mouth, it's warm, stickiness coating every inch of your tongue.

Once again you feel the eruption of your orgasm burst, causing you to close your eyes and bow your head while Lilone licks and sucks at your pussy searching for every last drop of your pleasure. You open your eyes to see Lilone's skirt pulled up and her fingers buried in her hot cunt. Instinctively you lean down and begin flicking her clit with your tongue, soft at first, but as the pace of her hand and the sound of her moans quicken so does yours. Until finally you hear her scream, and your mouth is flooded with her sweet nectar. It mixes with the salty seeds of your previous lustful pleasures allowing you to taste them all at once.

You hear your Master's voice once more, "Well looks like you've enjoyed yourself." 

You can feel the flush of red engulf your body once more, but you know that no one can see it in this faint light, "Yes, Master I did. Thank you. May I ask how you got here thou?" 

you hear him laugh his deep, joyful laugh, "I've been here as long as you have. I flew in on the next plane." 

Shock fills your mind, "You were watching me then... everything I did!" 

"Well not everything, but I was told what was going on. And sat in on a couple of sessions." 

As he's explaining you remember the basement, the blindfold and you feel the redness in your body deepen.

"I don't mean to be rude, but we're nearing the airport. And I think the ladies might like to at least get of the floor and get there clothing in order before we get there." 

My statement seams to echo in your ears and you look to your Master, you can see his eyes flare with anger as he watches my hand extend to you. As you take my hand I pull you up and toward me, kissing your cheek as you rise. Once you're seated I put my hand out to Lilone in the same manor. As before I pull her up and towards me, kissing her deeply enjoying the taste of your lust on her lips and tongue. Quickly you both begin correcting your cloths, thou with out under ware that takes no time. You see your Master quickly push his cock into his pants. I however make no effort to correct my self. Once Lilone is done with her cloths she slips over once more on her knees, you see her head bow into my lap, but only for a moment you quickly realize she was kissing my cock, and then you see her pushing my cock back into my pants. You glance to your Master and see that he is watching intently. 

Quickly you realize that this man, your Master is jealous and had expected you to do the same a Lilone, no matter what. With this you quickly slip over to your Master's lap, his cock already in his pants. You quietly lean down kissing the bulge in his pants, and whisper, "Thank you M'Lord." 

Suddenly you feel a sharp sting in you cheek and hear an echo in your left ear, and see your Master's hand extending from your face, "I didn't tell you to speak!" 

You hastily retreat back to your seat, next to Lilone. She wraps her arms around you quickly and caresses your face looking for any marks. You can feel the tears welling in your eyes as the burn seams to pulse in your cheek.

You can hear me mumbling to your Master, a low conversation not meant to be heard by anyone other then him. You can also see your Master's rage as he begins to yell, "Well if you had trained her right then I wouldn't have had to! For the money you're charging I would expect that your work would be perfect! If this is how she's going to act then I will NOT pay for your services." 

Once again all you hear is the low mumble of my voice and but you can pick out certain words, "contract, lawyer, your wife." This last one was even news to you. You can see your Master's face drop, and you see me glace over to you and Lilone. The look on my face is not one you have seen before; it looks very similar to anger. 

Then my voice fills the car, "Now there are a lot of plans that have yet to be fulfilled and if you desire to finish them, I would suggest everyone act accordingly." 

My gaze falls directly at your Master. As the echo of my voice fades, the car eases to a stop. 

Moments later the door opens, letting the blinding daylight cascade in to the car. Promptly my head snaps to the door and I exit the car. Lilone begins to move to the door but is cut off by your Master; he exits the door almost pushing her out of the way while mumbling incoherently, "Muthrfkn subbie's thnk thyr speshal. Stoopd cnt." 

Lilone scoots back and motions for you to follow your Master, quickly you do so. 

You grab the door frame and begin to lean out as you hear my voice, low and harsh, "I don't care who you think you are but if you don't stop your bullshit I will NOT indorse her, and that WILL cause you more problems then you really want to deal with." 

I notice your hand pulling at the door, I reach back and lightly grasp your wrist and help you to your feet, as I guide you up toward your Master I reach out to help Lilone. As I lift here up I pull her close to my chest and kiss her deeply before turning to walk in to the terminal. 

Your Master grabs your hand and nearly drags you into the terminal, leaving us behind. Once the glass doors close behind you, he leads you over to the bathrooms. His voice begins low, "I know you're your confused however you will understand this, YOU WILL DO AS YOUR TOLD OR YOUR PUNISHMENTS WILL BE VERY PAINFUL. I'M NOT AS SOFT AS YOUR TRAINER SO I SUGGEST THAT YOU PLAY RIGHT." 

You can hear his voice echoing in the hallway behind him as we walk up. 

"Why don't you ladies excuse us for a moment, I would like to talk to Lord Joker for a moment if I could?" 

You and Lilone both look at each other, I whisper to Lilone, "Why don't you go to the bathroom. This shouldn't take very long." 

As you both walk away you look back to see your Master begin talking, "I don't think this is going to work..." 

Lilone grabs your hand and pulls you in to the bathroom, after the door shuts she looks at you, "I know you're curious however it's not your business to know what they're talking about. Now let me see your cheek." 

Lilone leans close to your face her eyes intently looking over your cheek; you feel her nails brush over a sore spot. You flinch, pulling your head away. As you look back at her your eyes meet, for a moment and you can see that this is not how it was suppose to be. Slowly she leans in and kisses your cheek lightly, almost caressing it. 

You can feel her compassion through her lips and without even a thought you turn your head slightly, bringing your lips to hers. Almost immediately you feel her tongue parting your lips in a lover's kiss, slow and passionate, as if this was the last time it would ever happen. You bring your hand up to cup her cheek as your other hand begins to roam her body. As it slides up her side, your thumb slips under her shirt at the sleeve. Quickly you find yourself pinching her nipple as your kiss continues. You pull your hand away from her nipple only to glide it down her side once more searching for the end of her skirt. 

As your fingertips find it Lilone pulls away, "There will be time for that later. Our Masters should be done talking by now." She gives you one final peck and pulls you back to the door. 

As she pushes the door open you both hear raised voices, "DON'T WORRY ABOUT HOW I TREAT MY SUB! IT'S NONE OF YOUR AFAIR! AND IF YOU CAN'T KEEP YOUR NOSE IN YOUR OWN BUSINESS THEN I'LL KICK IT OUT!" 

"IT IS MY AFAIR YOU STUPID GOREAN PRICK, SHE'S NOT GOREAN, I DIDN'T TRAIN HER GOREAN AND YOU WILL NOT TREAT HER THAT WAY. AND IF YOU THINK YOUR BIG ENOUGH JUMP!" 

You both poke your heads out the door in time to see your Master swing and my retaliation. Before you know it we have both landed several punches and are bleeding, as security tackles us. You both run out and begin trying to pull security off of your Master's. Finally the situation calms to the point that your Master says, "I'll cut your check here and you can stay here, you're not welcome in my home." 

Your Master shrugs off the security guard and your assistance as he reaches for his back pocket, as he pulls out his checkbook, "$10,000.00 is that right?" as he pulls the check from the book you can hear it rip, and he extends it to me. 

Reluctantly I take the check glancing over to you as my fingertips close around it. Lilone quickly moves toward me reaching for my briefcase, promptly opening it and pulling a piece of paper out. Silently she hands it in the direction of your master, whom snatches it without hesitation.

Lilone moves over to you and whispers softly, "Sorry we're not coming; I guess you'll have to face him on your own." 

She reaches out and smothers you in a hug that could crush a person. You can feel her heart beating rapidly in her chest as you feel a hand on your wrist. "Come on!" your master yells and jerks you to the side and out of Lilone's embrace. As he drags you down the hall all you can do is look back and watch us fade away into the crowd. 

Once we are gone from your sight you look back to your master, "Sir, have I offended?" you ask quietly. 

His silence is almost spooky, "I seem to remember that you have a problem being tied up and left alone? Well fear of I should say. Is that right?" his voice low but harsh. Suddenly a tremor of fear races through your body as you remember the feeling of helplessness you had at the hands of your trainer, in the basement. 

"Umm, Yes Sir," you answer in almost a whisper. 

"Good, then you can look forward to being tied up in your room for the next couple of days." 

his words hit you like an anvil out of the blue, you feel your heart sink and your eyes well up with tears as you sputter to speak, "What have I done wrong sir?" 

You hear his low laugh, before he answers, "Nothing, however you are mine and I will do with you as I see fit." 

Before you know it your sitting in your seat on the plane and you hear the captain mumbling something over the speaker that you can't make out. You feel the plane begin to move as you slowly start curling your feet into the seat with you and stare out the window. All you can do is think, "This isn't right, this isn't the man I loved, this isn't my master." 

After a while you feel your eyes get heavy and you can feel the cold embrace of sleep grasping at your body, finally you give in hoping to find a better world in your dreams. You close your eyes, and quietly dare sleep to overcome you.



A Subbie Life Ch. 09



Your eyes flash open and you can feel a sharp pain in your chest. Instinctively you reach for the pain, but your arms won't move. They're handcuffed, but how? Why? You try to look around but all you can see is darkness, to much darkness, as if you were hiding under a blanket.

You know where you should be, on the plane, right? As fear begins to wash over you, you begin to speak. Before the first word can escape your lips, you feel your head pushed from behind, and a hard cock is impaling your throat. The hand on your head violently grasps your hair, pushing and pulling, forcing the cock to fuck your throat. 

Several moments pass this way, as tears well up in your eyes, you can feel their steamy trickle begin to stream down your cheeks. Suddenly your head is pushed down completely, forcing the hard cock all the way down your throat. You can feel it begin to throb quickly, and then suddenly it begins coating your throat with its warm seed. As your head is pulled up, it's still gushing; you can feel it splattering the back of your throat, while the taste of its salty lust engulfs your tongue. All you can do in reply is swallow, before you gag. As the last of the thick seed slides down your throat you, hear a familiar voice, "Good girl."

A blinding light engulfs you, causing your eyes to reflexively close. After a moment you hear his voice again, "Open your eyes." You do, but slowly allowing them to adjust, instinctively you look up to find that it's not your master's eyes you're looking in to, but mine. 

As a wave of shock sweeps over you, suddenly your eyes jolt open. Your head is propped up against the window, a blanket wrapped tightly around your shoulders. Sleepily you look around, your mind filled with confusion. Quickly you look to the seat next to you...empty! You lean forward, looking over the seat in front of you hoping against odds to find Lilone's smiling face. 

You feel a hand on your shoulder; you jump slightly, before it begins to tighten. You jerk your gaze to see the person sitting next to you, it's him. You feel your heart drop into your stomach as the realization of the past few days rapes your mind.

You hear a voice over the intercom, "The pilot has turned on the fasten seat belt light ladies and gentlemen, we will be arriving at LaGuardia National Airport in a few minutes." Once again you can feel fears icy fingers clutching at your spine, 'I slept through the whole flight?' you think to yourself. 

Silently he leans over and whispers in your ear, "We have a two hour drive to Manhattan, and then you can start your punishment." 

You sit back knowing that the only thing you can do about your punishment is accept it. He seams very pleased knowing that you're scared. "My god is he really that cruel? Has he always been this way? Why didn't I notice it before?" 

These questions seem to rattle around in your mind like pennies in a jar. Finally, the answers cascade into your brain like a thawing river in the beginning of spring, "Yes he is that cruel, and he always has been. Perhaps it took being with a master that wasn't like him to see that not all masters are this way." 

You find yourself longing to go back to Colorado, and back with them! You can feel your tears welling up as you remember your final days before he showed up.

Before you even realize what's going on, you find yourself in the back of another limousine, this time however there is no allure to it. It's just you and him. Knowing that the ride is going to take about two hours; you reserve yourself to the knowledge that that he will want something before you get there.

That thought no more then finishes and you hear it. "Serve!" his voice thunders. You can feel your heart thumping in your throat. Hesitantly, you begin to slide off the seat. You feel his hand on your shoulder just before he pushes you to the floor; you fall quickly and hit the floor hard, letting out a slight moan of pain as you hit.

"Is this how he trained you? Do everything as slow as possible! When I command you that means, MOVE DAMN IT!" 

Once again you can feel the tears welling up in your eyes, you quickly move to position, sitting on your heels, hands on your thighs, and your eyes focused on the seat just below his crotch. 

Suddenly you feel a sharp sting on your cheek as you're sent tumbling onto your side again; your mouth fills with the metallic taste that only comes from blood. 

"That is the wrong position! You stupid bitch!" his screams echo in your head. 

"What the hell is wrong with you? Are you retarded or something? I didn't just pay ten thousand dollars to train a fuckin' retarded sub, did I?" his words cut deep and this time you can't fight the tears back, they begin to flow even before you notice the blood in your mouth.

"Now get on your fucking knees! Sit on your god damn heels! NOW!" Like a scared puppy you scamper over to where he's pointing to. 

"Arms at your sides, hands palm up on your legs. And your fuckin' retarded eyes cast down! How fuckin' hard is that?" 

You do what you're told. As you focus on the seat just below his crotch once again, you whisper, "May I ask a question, sir?" Still yelling he answers, "What?" Softly you begin, "Wasn't I sitting like this to begin with, Sir?" 

You can almost see his eyes flash red and before you know it you're on your side again, your cheek throbs and the taste of blood once again staining your tongue. 

"Never question me! Who the hell do you think you are?" This time he closes his fist, hitting you harder. You feel the explosion of pain in your cheek as your head hits the floor. Everything goes black.



A Subbie Life Ch. 10



As you are flung onto the large four post bed the jolt of the impact wakes you. You look around trying to regain your bearings; you can see the back of your master furiously rummaging through drawers of the matching dresser. Finally the realization hits you like a splash of water, you're in his room. 

Before you can even say a word he turns around with a length of rope in his hand, "Insolent little bitch, it's time to teach you a lesson." His voice thunders. 

Quickly he loops one end around your ankle, as he draws it tight you can feel the sharp pain of it cutting into your flesh, before he flips it over the hook in the ceiling, and quickly ties your other ankle with the remaining length. The second piece of rope it then looped around both you wrists. 

By this time your tears have begun to fall once more and the only words you can mutter are, "What... what... what did I do?"

And again you feel the sharp pain cut your flesh this time at the wrist as he pulls the slack from the rope extending your arms over your head before securing the rope to another hook on the wall. He steps up onto the bed glaring down at you as he begins to do something with the hook holding your legs. Suddenly you feel him hoist your legs into the air by the ankle, so high that you ass lifts off the bed slightly. You feel your legs pulled apart and hear a faint click followed by another click; you can't force your legs together. 

As you struggle to do so you hear him mumble, "Spreader bar." 

As your wiggling slows you look up to see it. That black rod extending from ankle to ankle. You feel the seam of your skirt digging into your thighs.

With a devilish laugh he looks down, "There you go my little bitch. Struggle all you want, it will only hurt you more." 

And with that he steps off the bed dropping to the flood with a loud thump. By this time you can speak however you don't know what to say. As he begins to walk back to the dresser he stops, "Oh, I almost forgot." Quickly he steps over and slides a black silk mask over your eyes. 

The darkness closes around your eyes, while you hear him laughing slightly. Then unfamiliar sounds start filling the room, sounds of metal and fabric, zippers and leather. All you can do is lay there quietly waiting, hoping that it will be quick and as unlikely as it is, not very painful.

Suddenly you feel something cold touch your leg, the intense sensation causes your leg to jump, "I wouldn't do that if I were you. Unless you want me to cut you." His voice not yelling but almost monotone as if he could care less if it did.

With this you clench every muscle you can, praying they stay still. Feeling the cold steel once again against your calf, you begin to tremble as your muscles begin burning with a desire of they're own. As the blade begins to move down your leg toward you thigh you feel it slowly rocking up to the tip of the blade inching ever so much closer to the seam of your skirt.

You feel somewhat secure knowing your skirt is stretched way to tight to go anywhere and this security is confirmed when you feel the tip of the blade stop at the seam, before it is removed.

As you revel in the glory of your small victory, you feel a slight amount of pressure as if he was pushing on your skirt inches below you exposed pussy. A faint popping sound echo's through the room, as the pressure gives, more to the point the skirt gives as the blade slides through. You can feel the cool air radiating off the knife almost like its aura pulsing, searching for hot flesh to sheath its cold blade in. A feeling of dread washes over you like a title wave, with this act confirming that you are truly at his mercy... if he has any. 

Slowly he begins wiggling the blade back and forth, nudging its razor sharp tip closer and closer to your frightened pussy. As this continues for a couple of moments you realize that your pussy is beginning to heat up, and you find yourself concentrating on the feeling of your clit as it begins to engorge and the lustful nectar that is building up at the edge of your lips.

Finally he manages to catch your clit with the tip of the blade, the sharp sensation is astonishing. Instead of screaming, a light moan escapes your lips the sound echoing lightly around the room. As it returns to your ears it almost sounds foreign, as if a distant woman is feeling amazing pleasure and just had to share it with you in your time of peril. Suddenly a horrific ripping sound fills the room as the knife is pulled sharply away and down the length of the skirt.

You can feel the tension in the air as your heartbeat quickens even more with both anticipation and terror. Not knowing what he will do next you hear a sound very close, your not sure what it is. You feel him lift the corners of the now destroyed skirt, and with a forceful tug he rips it the final few inches up and over your aching pussy and hips. Again you hear the sound, but this time you smell the strong odor of sulfur. 

"A match?! Oh My God! What is he going to do?" These words flood your mind forcing them selves into your imagination as your cunt begins to flood as well.

"Wow, He trained you well. Your rotten little slit is dripping with desire. You really are a whore aren't you?" His voice gruff yet it also sounded amused. You stiffen your body trying not to show how much his words hurt, but as you concentrate solely on the now faint sulfur stench you feel a sharp pain as your head is bashed to your right side, and the familiar metallic taste returns to your tongue. A muffled squeal rings in your ear as you watch a symphony of light dance around the darkness of your sight.

"Answer me! You fucking slut! Do you have a retarded tongue too?!" He screams almost right next to your ear. 

"N-No Sir." You meekly reply fighting to hold back your tears. 

"No Sir, What? You don't have a retarded tongue or you're not a fuckin whore?" though still yelling he has backed away and you can now feel him standing between your legs once again.

"I don't have a retarded tongue." You whisper hoping you answer is correct. 

"Really? Then repeat after me." His voice now low almost a whisper it's self. "Yes, master." 

You whisper dreading every word, "Yes, master." 

"I am your fuck slut..." he continues. 

"I am your...fuck...slut" again you whisper feeling your entire body begin to blush.

"My rotten little slit is at your command." You can almost feel the smile on his face as you struggle to continue, tears again filling your eyes. 

"My rotten...*sniffle* little slit is *sniffle* at your... command." As the final word rolls off your tongue the tears begin to fall.

"Very good my little whore." Again he sounds amused as he leans toward your head and strokes your hair a couple of times. 

As he stands back up you can't help but second guess his brutal behavior, "Compassion? Could he really care?" 

As this thought pulses through your head you feel his hands softly caresses your calves, they gently slip down over your knees. You can feel the building ache in your pussy and the goose bumps on your thighs as his hands begin down them. Instinctively you thrust your hips up in an inviting gesture. His hands slowly wrap to your inner thighs, they stop only inches from your smoldering pussy. He pulls his hands away so just his finger tips are barely grazing your flesh. 

Gently he slides his fingers up your thighs, back to your knees. Then slowly back down you legs getting mere inches from you smoldering pussy before stopping. You can't stop your self from moaning, and thrusting your hips toward his fingers. You quietly beg in your mind for his touch, this new caring touch to subdue your passion.

Slowly he pulls his fingers up your thighs again and pauses at the knee before removing them completely. Disappointment fills your body as you feel your pussy begin to pulse with desire once again. Suddenly you feel a terrible burning on your right knee, and it's moving! You scream in shock and pain as it continues slowly running down your thigh. The heat, your heart begins to pound in your chest like a marching band stuck in a hallway. Your lungs feel as if they have a ton of weight on them; you struggle against the burning, as you fight to breathe. As quickly as it had begun it stops, you feel the gentle warmth lingering on your thigh, as you realize that it had stopped halfway to your pussy. 

Again you feel the cold steel of the blade, this time he's not tormenting you with the tip it's the entire blade. Lightly grazing it across your flesh over the still warm area of your flesh. You can feel something popping against the blade. It's flaking! The curiosity and wonder fill your mind as you focus on your leg and the feeling of the knife along it, the subtle bounces from your goose bumps and the cool metal against your warm skin. At once it's gone, it's quiet. 

You can't help but wonder, "Did he leave? Is he through torturing me? Could that really be it?" you stress to hear any movement, tilting your head in different directions trying to catch any sound at all. Nothing.

Finally you begin to relax a little, weary to let your guard down, yet so tired from fighting that you can't continue. You let your body go limp, only for a moment you tell yourself. "Only for a moment."



A Subbie Life Ch. 11



Your eyes pop open almost in a startled manor, as the morning light cascades into the room, it's blinding, forcing your eyes to squint. You look around the room trying to figure out what the hell is going on, you wipe the sleep from your eyes. Finally it dawns on you that you aren't tied up anymore. Your clothes are different as well; you are wearing silken pajamas with a cheetah pattern. Was it a dream? You can't help but wonder as you slowly lift yourself from the bed looking for any evidence of the prior night's events. 

That's when you see it, a little black envelope on the top of the dresser. You slink up to the dresser as if sneaking up on it afraid it's going to bite you; the front of the envelope has delicate gold lettering on it with your master's name. The back has an old fashion wax stamp that has been cracked open. Gently you open the envelope and look at the small folded piece of paper inside. The thoughts flood your mind, should you open it? Did he leave it here knowing you would find it? Is this another one of his sick little games? The paper reads:

You are cruelly invited to attend The Slave Trainers Awards and Auction. To be held in New York City on September 25th 2009 at a private location to be disclosed upon receiving your r.s.v.p. via the enclosed card please indicate if you would like to participate in the auction or have a slave to be auctioned.

But the card is missing you look franticly around the floor did you drop it? Then it hits you like a ton of bricks the 25th is one days away! He hasn't mentioned leaving you home to go out of town? Is he taking you with him? Carefully you insert the invitation back into the envelope and place it gently back on the dresser. Your mind is reeling could he be selling you? Some strange master will be buying you could they be worse than him! You find it hard to imagine that there is anyone more brutal or more callous then him. You slump back onto the bed feeling dread wash over you, what had you done that was so wrong? What's going to happen to you? 

You are so involved in your thoughts of worry and regret that you don't even hear him enter the room. Suddenly you hear a ting by the dresser and jump startled looking around the room to see him standing there, he glances up in the mirror and smiles devilishly, "So my dear, you have issues with being left alone. Guess what your punishment for today is." as he pulls a length of rope from the dresser. 

"You're going to hang out in here all day seems how you passed out before I was done last night." He begins to walk towards you with a smug look on his face. You can hear his heals click as he walks across the hard wood floor, it's almost in rhythm with your heart beat that is growing louder in your chest with every step. 

Calmly he reaches for your wrist, gently sliding a leather cuff around it and securing it, and then proceeds to do the same to your other wrist. You know there is something funny, he's being too nice, to gentle, almost caring. Quickly he loops the rope through the D rings; almost immediately the good natured attitude is gone he stands quickly and loops the rope over the hook in the ceiling pulling the rope hard enough to jerk you to your feet in one fluid motion. You stand there stretching to reach the ceiling, arms above your head, toes pushing with all their might to help you reach as he ties off the rope on the wall. The confusion is overwhelming, how can his moods switch so quickly? Which mood was he faking? You catch a glance of another rope just before he ties it around your waist. That one is also run to the ceiling and brought down to your legs. You quickly realize what is happening when he bends your leg up and begins tying it up as well. He's going to suspend you from the ceiling like a porno piñata and leave you there to "hang out" you can't help but tremble with fear as he pulls your second leg up and you begin to swing freely. Once he has finished with the last knot on your leg he steps back a couple of feet to admire his handy work. At this point the tears are flowing like small waterfalls and you can't help but to sniffle. You can see the annoyed look on his face as he turns to the dresser once again producing a ball gag and a small black bag. He forces the ball gag in your mouth securing it tighter than necessary; you look past him to see yourself in the mirror hanging there shamefully, which only makes you weep even harder. How could he be doing this to you? Unfortunately this is the last image you see as he slips the black silk bag over your face, pulling it tight in the back so your eyes are totally covered but leaving your nose and mouth free of the bag. You can hear him snicker evilly as he begins to walk away but not without giving you a light push to send you swinging and turning uncontrollably.

You feel his hand grasp your shoulder firmly, stopping your light movements all at once. You can hear a clicking sound coming from the same direction as the hand that just stopped you. Suddenly you feel it, the cold steel of a straight razor gliding over the bare skin at your throat. He whispers, "I wouldn't struggle if I were you, this is more than sharp enough to cut you." 

Then he proceeds to slide it down your chest cutting the stitches that hold the buttons on your shirt, can hear them bouncing across the floor. Once he snips the last one your bare breasts burst out from the folds of useless fabric. You can hear that menacing cackle of his, as you realize he's not content. You feel the razor slipping down to your waist, his other hand lifting the elastic so the blade can destroy it. Before long he has managed to cut you clothing completely off of you, with the last stroke of the knife, your body trembles not knowing if it's safe or still in danger. Your body feels heavy and your brain is tired, and scared. Once again you sink into the darkness of your mind, swallowed by doubt and regret. You can't help but remember a few days ago when Lilone was bathing you. The lustful evenings in the basement full of pleasure and pain. Yet the feeling of security and trust knowing you would never come to any permanent harm. As you quietly imagine the soft caresses of Lilone and the overwhelming desire to please your master, you can't help it the longing has grasped your heart and you begin to dream about your pleasure with Lilone. You can almost feel Lilone's tongue lapping at your freshly shaven mound, and the feel of a stinging flogger caressing your ass in a light rhythm. The smell of the lust in the air and the sweat of your bodies colliding in a slippery and salty sensation on your tongue, the memory it's self is almost orgasmic. 

"Well my dear! Aren't you just the wonderful little slut?" his voice thunders around the room. You can hear him walking around you and occasionally feel his hand brush lightly across your skin then disappear again. 

"What were you thinking about to get over your little fear? Hmm? I know you weren't thinking of me. Be honest my little slut." And with that he pulls the ball gag from your mouth and places your cheeks in his hand squishing them together like a child. The room fills with your light whimpers and sniffles as you try to clear up the crying that has begun once more. 

Your voice almost seems foreign to your own ears, "I dunno Sir." 

"You don't know what you were thinking about... well I don't believe you, you lying little slut! Your evil little slit gives you away." He immediately forces 3 fingers into your un-expecting pussy. 

"See my dear nice and wet, looks like you have a very strong imagination! Unfortunately for me if you are going to lie to me like this then I will never get what I wanted for you at the auction. No self respecting master will want to pay good money for a lying little whore like you. I will probably have to pay them to take your insolent little ass." You can hear the rage in his voice and you know that pain is coming somewhere. 

His fingers are still in you lightly pumping side to side forcing you to twirl as you hang there but the sensation is good it feels amazing. You can feel your nipples getting hard with the cool air slipping past them. He begins to fling you around more never letting you come off his hand, but much harder so you can't keep a sense of direction, you can feel you blood boiling as you near your orgasm. Your breath quickens, you can feel it coming as you take a deep gasp you feel something being shoved in your mouth, instinctively you begin working your tongue and throat as well as you can begging for your own release, not knowing what the hell is going on but it feels wonderful finally you have no choice your muscles clench and you feel the wave of electricity splash over you. You let out a moan that simulates your pleasure and you feel the cock in your mouth gush its hot seed into your mouth coating your throat. You can't help but keep going it's to amazing to stop, the cum is leaking out the corners of your mouth and you are begging for more. You can feel you pussy throbbing in ecstasy as another little shock floods your senses. Slowly he withdraws his fingers allowing you a few more moments on his cock in your mouth before depriving you of that too. As you hear him getting himself in order you feel his hot breath against your neck as he whispers, "sleep well hanging her in the morning we are off to the auction." The only noise you hear after that is the sound of the door closing. Once again you are left in the darkness alone with your thoughts; however the salty taste in your throat reminds you of an unexpected pleasure, and the fatigue you feel makes sleep easy to grasp. 

You are suddenly shocked awake swinging furiously, his evil laugh filling the room. You still can't see, and besides knowing which way down is you have no idea what direction is what. You hear his gruff tone, "One." Then you feel it, a sharp pain on your naked buttocks the slap echoes through the room. 

But it wasn't his hand... again you hear him, "Two." This time it has a more familiar sound, snap. It's a flogger... you can feel the individual stinging of the falls. 

"Three." His voice sounds very angry; you clinch your teeth in expectation of the pain. The snap fills the room this time it really hurts. You can't help but to whimper in pain, you can feel the welts swelling, and burning. 

"Four." You bear down knowing that he is trying to make you cry. This swing isn't on your ass, but across your breasts, in shock you recoil what you can only to remember that you are strung up you're a piece of meat in a butcher shop. You can feel your nipples begin to burn. 

"Five." This time his voice sounds almost like he's smiling. Again it hits hard across your breasts those too are beginning to swell. That one extracts a yell from you though you didn't realize the sound was your own. 

Then you hear his voice, that thundering growl, "Oh, did that hurt? Poor baby. Lying little slut. Do you still wish to lie to me about what you were thinking?" 

The tears are falling in cascades now as all you can do is lightly mutter, "I was remembering my trainer and his. Sir." 

"Him? And his? Really... well that's not a very appropriate thing to be thinking of when you master is speaking or even with you!" You can hear the rage in his voice, it has only gotten worse, and what were you thinking telling him that? You immediately begin crying again; load sorrow filled sobs fill the room as you anticipate the repercussions for your honesty. The next sounds you hear are a shock to you, the footsteps then the slam of the door. Your body goes limp, throbbing and begging to me untied. Though you know there is no one to save you from this vicious man. This master you loved so dear, before you knew what it was to have a master that cared. As you begin to fall asleep your memory retrieves a glimpse of Lilone, her smile, and voice. You can't help but to smile as you beg your mind to dream about her, and her's. The following morning comes to no avail as he walks in the room and begins untying you before even waking you first; you wake to the sensation of falling as your leg hits the floor. Your muscles are stiff and hard to move; even the lightest of movement causes excruciating pain. 

"Nice to see you are stiff my little slut, I was counting on it for a quiet ride this morning." His voice as gruff as ever, while relentlessly untying your other limbs. Finally you feel the full weight of your body on your legs and collapse onto the bed in agony. 

He throws some cloths at you and murmurs "get dressed and come to the car." Before you can even process what he said he's gone. Working against the pain you quickly get dressed and open the door, the hallway is barely lit by the new sun. The door down the hall is standing open, quietly you move down the hall, the décor is bland almost lifeless as it was just an empty shell of a home. Solid white walls, no pictures nothing. You can hear the faint song of birds chirping outside. As you crest the door you hear a horn blow and jump startled. Quickly you lower your head and walk to the car, getting in the back seat you slink down as if a small child going to the dentist for the first time. He says nothing only starts the car and pulls out. 

The car ride seams to take forever, and it continues quiet, until finally about mid-day you pull up to a large hotel. The outside is very elegant, large pillars, gold leaf work and etched glass doors. Even the valet that practically pulled you out of the car was dressed in a suit. Your master whispers, "Follow me, eyes down, and stay close." 

He walks past you and proceeds to the door. The doorman opens the door without a word. As you walk in you notice the lobby is huge no wonder he said stay close. Gold and crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling everywhere, people in suits walking at a fast pace like they're all late. The marble floor shines like freshly polished glass. Your master quickly pushes his way to the front desk, as you catch up to him he turns to the elevators and takes off again. You reach the elevators and the door opens almost immediately. The attendant inside asks what floor and pushes the button. Still your master is silent, as the doors open on the fourth floor your master eagerly walks out, you right on his heels. 

The elegant lights line the hall as you walk down it, occasionally passing fascinating pictures hung along the walls. You begin noticing room numbers to your right, 423, 421, and 419. 

"What was it the lady at the desk said?" Your mind begins to replay the moment searching for the answer to your own question. "4...03, 405?" you can't remember occasionally he glances back at you as if making sure you are still there, but where would you go? Suddenly he stops, the door he is in front of is not extravagant at all, a simple white, yet large brass numbers are hung dead center "403." You can feel your heart in your throat as he reaches to knock on the door. 

"Why is he knocking?" you ask yourself carefully not to make a sound. As his knuckles hit the door the sound echoes back and forth and seemingly around you. 

The door opens ever so slightly exposing only half of a face; it is an Asian woman, from what you can see in her early 50's though very attractive. She pulls the door open the rest of the way, while stepping into the door way, as to not let the smallest breath of air past her shoulders. Her silky black hair hung gently over her shoulder and partially over her breast, well were her breast would be if she had been naked. Her almond shaped, green eyes seemed to glisten even in the little shadow as she glanced carefully from him to you and back. 

Her voice floats on the air, as harshly as a feather, "Yes, Sir? How may I help you?" 

Without any notice he reaches back grasping at your shoulder, and thrusts you forward, "She is here for boarding." His voice not a gentle tone, however it's not the commanding voice that he used on you the last couple of days. You look down in shame as you finally realize that he isn't even keeping you until you are sold. She smiles graciously and with a slight curtsy reaches for your hand. 

Softly her hand slides into yours. You can feel the warmth of her fingers as they glide over your palm, before coming to rest palm to palm with yours. Shyly you look up slowly looking her over, silently comparing this Asian beauty to her. Slowly she steps back almost as if allowing you to take her all in at once. 

A thunderous "crack" echoes through the halls as a blast of pain gushes over you, and you realize that you are on the floor. You quickly look up to see the once beautiful lady grimace at the sight of you being hit in such a manor. She kneels down to you silently making eye contact to ensure you are alright. Once she is satisfied that you are she stands again pulling you to your feet with her. Steps to the left half a step and gestures for you to go in, silently you do. There are no more words exchanged the door closes behind you. Your eyes somewhat blurry and the room is dark. You dare not journey any farther than you have been pushed. You can smell the light aroma of incents, and something else it's familiar, but you can't place it at the moment. Her arms wrap around your soft skin caressing you, holding you, protecting you. 

Again you hear that angelic voice, "Ginger, Jade, come help our new arrival get herself situated. Get her in a bath, and dressed for bed. She has had a long day. And tomorrow will be even longer." You can feel the exhaustion crushing you like a million tons on every muscle in your body yet you feel almost independent for a second, free from his terror. You can see two silhouettes moving across the room but can't make out much more than their delicate female shapes and their long, flowing hair. As the women make their way around the room, they walk up on each side of you, in the faint light you still can't make out much of them. As they both interlock their arms with one of yours, you can feel them begin to pull you in a single direction. Slowly you step forwards unsure of your footing and of your destination. You can feel their smooth skin against yours and the gentleness in their manor you feel comfortable. 

You stop abruptly as the one on the right lets go of your arm, a soft Asian voice whispers, "Watch your eyes Hun." And suddenly the light is blinding right in front of you, you squint and turn away covering your eyes with your free arm trying to save them from the light. You can feel yourself being pulled towards the light and slowly you move your arm allowing small amounts of light in at a time begging your eyes to adjust. 

As your eyes begin to focus your blur of white slowly takes shape and you find yourself in a lavish bathroom. You are standing in front of a large vanity mirror with small round lights running up both sides from the counter top and across the top brass fixtures everywhere from the light switches to the faucet on the sink and large four claw porcelain tube. Quickly your focus moves to these two women in the bathroom with you. One is running bathwater, the other is slowly undressing you, and both are amazingly beautiful. The one drawing the bath has long black hair the color of the midnight sky, her skin has a kiss of tan yet you can't find any noticeable tan lines. 

Her voice is sweet to your ears and she looks at you and smiles, "I'm Ginger." She is perched on the side of the tube looking back at you, you are speechless her beauty is mesmerizing, her almond shaped eyes, and pronounced cheek bones complement her voluptuous body. Her full breasts lift with every breath in an almost hypnotic rhythm. 

The other woman you assume to be Jade has long wavy blonde hair; she's tan as well her soft skin teases your senses as she presses up against your back while removing your bra. The white lace of your bra gently glides over your nipples, sending electricity thought your body. Immediately you feel your clit start to swell and tingle with a familiar ache. Jade gracefully moves around in front of you catching your eye from ginger, her breasts slipping along your arm as she does. Quickly you feel her breasts firmly against yours, pressing almost pushing you off balance, as you begin to shift your waist she moves slowly kneeling now in front of you lightly dragging her nipples down your stomach until you lose track once she hits your jeans. You follow her with your eyes watching in disbelief that a woman can seam this willingly sexual in nature and not be ashamed of it. Her hands slither up your legs from you calf to your belt, nimbly undoing it with easy. She wastes no time in unclasping your jeans. You feel her hands begin up your firm stomach, and sashaying between your breasts, before dropping back down to your unfastened jeans. Her hands slip inside them at your hips and begin gliding them down your thighs. You are almost embarrassed at how wet you have become in this little strip tease; you can feel your moisture on your thighs and the heat of your pussy in your stomach. Looking down you hope she doesn't notice, still quiet she pauses at your calves looking up at you in an expecting manor as she caresses your left calf. Quickly you realize she is waiting for you to lift your foot, as you do she gently pulls the pant leg past your foot and moves to the other. Without hesitation you lift your leg again this time noticing that it's not your eyes that she is peering at but your steaming mound glistening in its anticipation. You see a faint smile cross her lips as she finishes pulling the jeans from you.