0 comments/ 36369 views/ 2 favorites Adventures of 'The Jewish American Princess' Ch. 1 By: Femk9frnd Chapter One: the Foundation I am writing this at the command of my most gracious and loving Lord and Master "Artoris". In it I am to tell you of my journey from a most obedient daughter of the faith to that of becoming a totally submissive slut for my Master that knows no bounds. It is most unique in several ways: While totally submissive (collared, branded and tattooed), he has allowed me to be a Mistress of a stable of subs concentrating on sissies, has me exhibited and used by groups of people of his choice, black gang-bangs and train his K-9s. That would probably be bad enough for most of you, but to realize that my sissy husband and I are both bar certified member of the courts, should add to the flavor! lol My story starts like most as a child that had every opportunity, except that we lived in the South, which is not really what you would call a real hot bed of Jewish Activities. There was a general acceptance of us, but we mostly socialized with our own people at the synagogue, our houses, or went to New York and Palm Beach for special occasions. When I started college I really wasn't sure what my major would be, but by year 2 I had gravitated towards the law. After transferring to a school that is well known in the south for it's law school graduates, I really applied myself, as I knew I had several obstacles to overcome; my sex, my race and my religion. I graduated very high in my class but I can't give you too many clues to my identity. lol Fortunately for me I was born rather pretty by most peoples' standard, a very petite 5'2", with bright auburn hair, green eyes and as my father would say "little angel kisses" all over me. By the time I was in college I had developed to a very full C-cup, never really gained weight, but rounded out in my hips and my thighs, filled to what my Master describes as "when wearing high heels and hose, poured from a glass mold to the ankles perfectly, ready to be kissed and worshipped!" This not only lets me impress people professionally as well as socially that I am a lady, but allows me to become visually my Masters little girl and kitten, as well as letting me entice my slaves with my looks as I use them for both my pleasure and my Masters. Having graduated and passing the bar (specializing in criminal but adept in corporate), I went to work for a family friend and 2 years later married his son (whom I might add is Orthodox) and became a partner too a year later. Well our life was rather comfortable, but our sex life wasn't all that great, just ok; until one day by chance I was assigned a public defense case that pertained to a poor pornographer. He was just a poor uneducated salesman for one of the shops on the strip in the area that specialized in such material but he was the one arrested and charge with dissemination and distribution. He really could not afford representation so as required by statue I was assigned and paid the standard fee by the court to represent him. At discovery I was allowed to peruse the cases and cases of movies, magazines, clothing and devices the police confiscated and so after signing for a couple of boxes I was allowed to take them to my office, and so eventually therefore to my house to examine and make a case for the defense of my client. When I first started looking at the magazines I was really disgusted by their vulgarity and the acts people performed. After several magazines it was time to go home, so I took a couple of the video tapes home to look at while I was eating dinner and awaiting my husband who was 2 cities away defending a client. Well the first tape wasn't really nasty but it was funny (it actually contained puppets, titled "Let My Puppets Come" that actually gave me several more things to fantasize about) and I actually enjoyed it; so I decided to watch another one, but this one was about bondage, contained all real people and I found myself really intrigued by the thought of being tied up and used against my will like the girl in the movie. As I sat there watching it, my fingers somehow made it between my legs and I started to play with myself totally absorbed by the sights and sounds of a woman being tied to a device in a garage, whipped and then literally face fucked, anally raped and then pissed on by some guys that were really nasty and dirty looking! I kept telling myself that they were play acting but it seemed so real and I really don't know what came over me, but I was so totally turned on by these vulgar acts and the thoughts that were racing thru my head while I played with myself; that I didn't notice my husband come in and needless to say, he got quite a show before I did! Amazingly, he had got the first hard on he had had in weeks and the best one of our marriage up to that time! He had gotten so horny that he had started to play with himself and at that moment I had to have him! It was the best sex I had ever had in my life up to that night, not love, but SEX! Pure unadulterated, RAW SEX! We fucked until we were exhausted and couldn't move! Starting that night our sex life got better while we constantly looked at the magazines and videos in my custody and he made copies of them too. When we had copied them all, I exchanged them for the ones still in evidence and we did the same thing, eventually we had 275 different titles, though all of them were not bondage. We kept trying the different things we saw and I really started to enjoy sex. In the meantime, I did lose the case as these were not the regular kind of sex tapes that are defensible in the main; but I was thankful for the opportunity it gave me to discover a side of me that I had never even thought existed much less experienced before and the effects it had on my husband. We had photo copied many of the ads from the magazines and like most people we had our devices, aids and clothing from some of the ads sent to use in plain brown wrappers. (sometimes I can't believe how naive I was way back then...lol) We bought outfits, paddles, whips, cuffs, chains, dildos and really started to experiment. My husband had become so virile and I found out I liked being used and talked too real nasty! But I felt something was missing, I didn't know what or why, but something just wasn't there. It was like a hole that had to be fixed or the boat would sink or something and it was driving me to distraction. In the meantime I wasn't there when he copied all of the tapes and sometimes he just put them in and taped them while we were gone. One night we found one where the girl was grabbed off of the street by a trucker and literally fucked until she couldn't move; and then he threw her out into the parking lot naked and left! I got so hot I nearly raped my husband and that really got him excited too. As he was fucking me the way I like best, he said, "that's what you really want isn't it you little tramp, you want to go out and fuck some nasty, filthy trucker trash, don't you?" And I screamed, "yes!" Well it seems like to me now that we played that scene out so many times, it got to the point I had to really try it. To get my husband to let me was going to be the trick, because I used to be really shy and I wanted to be sure I was safe by him being present, so I slowly over a period of a couple of weeks stopped playing all of the roles but that one, hoping it might make him think to try it. To tell you the truth, sometimes I really think it really was his idea (he really wanted to see me used and then clean me and my lovers up) and he made it mine, but at this point in my life, who cares? One night as he was screaming at me, he was really, really rough, and said, "I'm gonna take you to a truck stop and give you to one of those assholes, that's what you really want, isn't you fucking whore?" I swear for the first time in my life, I knew I had had an orgasm, I think I passed out when everything in front of my eyes turned white and I heard myself scream over and over, "YES! PLEASE YES! MAKE ME FUCK HIM! MAKE HIM FUCK ME, HAAARD! PLEASE" When it was over and we were laying back and relaxing, he kissed me on my head, hugged me and said, "You know, I really have been thinking about what just happened." I said, "What?" He said, "You know, taking you to a truck stop and letting some trucker really fuck you while I watch. The thought of it turns me on for real and I think you would really like it too. Wouldn't you? I turned my head slowly and looked at him saying, "Are you serious, you would never look at me again with any respect." He replied, "Yes I would, I love you, I think you would really like it, and just the thought of it really turns me on. I think it would make our love for each other stronger and our sex even better." I hesitated, pouted a little using my little girl charms and wiggled up close to him and said, "Are you really sure you want some stranger to have sex with me honey?" as I nuzzled his neck and kissed him on his ear, my pussy was getting wetter and wetter just thinking about it. He said, "Yes Baby, I really do, I think it would be so sexy and I think we would both enjoy it a lot." I ran my fingers thru the chest hair he had back then and said, "Then let me think about it Honey, I just don't know. I might, but don't rush me." Let me tell you, my little plan had worked and making him wait was just like pouring gasoline on an open fire, he just got hotter and hotter for the idea and though I asked him not to rush me, he kept dropping hints every chance he got like a string of firecrackers going off, and make insinuations every time we saw a big truck, road sign or even a TV commercial that had truckers and big rigs in them. Finally, after letting him stew for about 3 weeks (he was actually getting to the point of begging, which by the way started a new set of thoughts in my seemingly unending spiral into the depths of depravity and perversity) and in accordance with my original desire and plan, I gave in. I made him agree take me out to dinner one afternoon and when he came home to get me; I was dressed as my Master says, "TO THE NINES!" I was wearing black kid skin spikes, with real black sheer seamed silk hose, held in place by a heavy 8 hook English laced garter. I wore a strapless black satin and lace Merry Widow Corset with no panties, as I wanted to feel extra naughty. I wore a short black leatherette skirt that came above my knees about 6 inches with a split in one side that just allowed the top of my hose to be seen, a white satin French blouse buttoned to the top of my corset; giving a saucy touch to it that would make everybody we encountered stare. I topped it all off with a pair of large gold hoop earrings and a black velvet choker with a cameo. I used green eye shadow to accent my eyes, a deep burgundy wine lipstick to accent my lips and wore an extra touch of "Timeless" for the guys around us to smell. I was so excited at the prospect of what was to come and the sexy feeling of walking around without underwear on that I was constantly cumming and my pussy was so wet that when I heard Peter come through the door I literally placed one of my silk handkerchiefs into my pussy to keep it from running down my legs. Because I was so excited and was flowing from it, I put several silk handkerchiefs in a small black kidskin clutch purse so that I could accommodate any accidents and leakage from my wetness later. This turned out to be very fortuitous on my part, as I just kept getting wetter and wetter as he drove us to dinner. He knew something was up and he was really excited by my look, but really had no idea of what was to come; and as I was so excited that I kept getting wetter and wetter, I diverted his attention as I slipped another handkerchief between my legs shoving the first one in, hoping to staunch the flow! I couldn't believe how excited I was getting at the prospect of what was to come and I was so horny, I think at the time I could have taken on the entire Washington Redskin Team one after another! When we arrived at the restaurant and took our booth I had to covertly remove from my purse and place another fresh handkerchief between my legs while I pushed another soaked one up into my pussy that just would not stop cumming! So while we were at dinner (which I was too excited to really eat by the way), and after several glasses of wine, I slipped one of my shoes off and began to rub his leg under the table with my foot while placing his hand under the tablecloth and on my freshly shaved and oiled pussy; I said, "Honey, if your really, really sure and you promise that you will still respect me and love me afterwards, you can have 'your fantasy' (reinforcing the idea that it was his idea to begin with...lol). Are you really sure you want to give me to a trucker?" "Oh God YES! Are you really sure? Do you mean it?" He replied so loudly, that I believe everybody in the restaurant looked over in our direction. I got wet just thinking about what had just happened and thought, 'if they only knew.' Lol, I bet they thought I told him I was pregnant. I placed a little kiss on his cheek and I asked him again, "Are you really sure?" "Yes Baby, Yes, I am absolutely sure!" "Then I want you to sign this contract then absolving me of all blame, and stating that all sexual acts committed by me, including adultery and infidelity were done and performed at your request and at your behest for your pleasure. If you do, then I will. But if you ever try to use doing this against me, I am going to ruin you with this contract, do you understand?" He signed that damn document so fast; I swear the ink was dry before the paper actually touched the table! Lol Whether it was really his or my idea, we both ended up doing something that night that changed our lives radically and we sincerely believe for the best. We have never really looked back and have really enjoyed our lives immensely ever since! Let me know if you would like for me to continue: I am sorry about the quality, but I am not a professional writer, and I am not writing this for somebody who just wants to jerk off reading a short story. I am doing this by command and for the love of my life my "Master Artoris". This will be an ongoing and continuing series, relating my journey to the depths of depravity and perversity if I receive a good response. If you would like to subscribe to a more intense and revealing version of my exploits and further adventures, learning of the more debased and perverse acts I have participated in during the last 10 years, write me. Special subscribers will be honored by, receiving a picture of me from time to time and the really lucky ones (qualified that is) will get to meet me. Be a gentleman in your request, as my "Master Artoris" will personally screen each and every one, and he will not abide an asshole! Hoping I get to continue, Ann... Adventures of 'The Jewish American Princess' Ch. 2 Chapter Two: The First Time! Peter was so excited from touching and tasting my pussy that we had to wait a few minutes for him to be able to walk out without everyone seeing him with a raging hard-on and when we got to the car, I swear he was some kind of an animal with 10 arms! I suggested he drive out to the interstate where there are a ½ dozen truck stops so that we could go into the coffee shops and see some of the drivers in bright light and get a better idea of whom we wanted to try this with. He couldn't wait, the key in and away we went; it's wonder he didn't get a ticket! Lol We parked at the first one, went into the coffee shop and sat down in a booth. We ordered coffee and Peter fortified it with some brandy from his hip flask as he didn't want me to lose the nice fuzzy warm feelings I had and to make sure I didn't regain my inhibitions I'm sure. As we drank our laced coffee and perused the drivers coming in and out, there was really nothing that I was attracted to so after about ½ hour, we left and went to the next one. This scene repeated itself until we got to the 3rd one and that's where my and our life changed forever! I know I had looked at over 100 men that night and I have no idea at how many had stared at me that night, but when the man who would become my Master and the love of my life walked thru the door, it was like a bomb! No hesitation, no doubt, he literally took my breath away! I told Peter, "I have to have him!" He stood approximately 5'10', was dressed very neatly in black from his cowboy boots to his Resistol hat (if you ever meet him, never ever say Stetson!) He had a full auburn beard, tattoos that extended below his sleeve cuffs, wore an Indian bone and turquoise neck band, exuded raw power and sensuality like a Panther when he moved, and had a set of eyes so strikingly blue that they appeared to stare right thru you! He wasn't dirty or nasty looking, he just looked like some cowboy Adonis, an apparition that I had to pinch myself to believe. Peter could tell I was really excited and if I hadn't been there myself to experience it, I swear I came again! I couldn't tell Peter how much I wanted that man, I was afraid I would lose my composure, appear overly eager and then he would change his mind and I would lose the opportunity! I bit the inside of my lip to clear my thoughts, as he asked me, "Are you sure?" I replied, "If I'm going to do this I want to do it with someone that at least looks like he's clean and takes care of himself, and that is the first one I have seen tonight that does!" Pete said, "I see what you mean. I'm sorry Honey for not thinking, but I was so excited about the prospect of seeing you with someone else, I guess the thinking part of my brain went on vacation. I don't know what I was thinking about, I guess I wasn't." and he kept apologizing so much I was really ready to hit him, just so he would stop!!! In the meantime the man had paid the cashier and was walking out of the door. I told Peter, "He's leaving, hurry and let's try to catch him!" So we got up giving $5 to the waitress and went outside. The man had been parked at the end of a row of fuel pumps (I have had to learn several vocabularies in the service my Master, so thru the chapters do not be surprised at my vocabulary and use of slang expressions as he likes for it to be very real no matter what the scene, so my education is continuous…lol) and he had already gotten into it. Peter said, "Hurry and get in the car, we'll get his attention when he gets on the highway and get him to follow us to the next rest area!" I jumped in and as we sped away, I was nauseous with the dread and expectation that I was going to lose the first man I had ever looked on with real lust except my husband. Peter pulled up behind his rig at the stop sign, and then we followed him up onto the interstate. After a couple of minutes while I was going crazy thinking about all of this and worrying that I might appear to be too eager for my husband and that he still might change his mind: he pulled out and alongside the trailer. Peter said, "Now Honey, I want you to pull your dress up to your hips and play with yourself as I pull up along side of the driver, and put on a good show!" God, I couldn't believe this, he really wanted me to put on a show? I pulled up my dress, forgetting in my desire and insanity that I had 4 scarves stuffed in there! When I started pulling them out, Peter went crazy, he couldn't believe it, but he took the first one and started to suck the juices out and I just surrendered to the flood of emotions that were washing over and thru me while I was fingering myself in a window that a complete stranger could look down and see me! Peter was adding to the first scarves in his mouth sucking wildly and urging me on while he blew the car horn, which startled me the very first time. The trucker looked down at me and smiled, giving me a thumbs up. When I told Peter he was watching he rolled down the window with the controls on the driver side and told me to lean out of the window, bare my breast and ask him if he wanted to fuck me. I still couldn't believe he really wanted me to do this, but my pussy was so wet thinking about it and me playing with it, that when I got on my knees the juices just literally ran down my legs! So there I was about 11:30pm going down the interstate at about 60miles per hour, leaning out of the window playing with my titties, my pussy flooding the front seat of our Mercedes, screaming at the top of my lungs to a complete stranger, "Would you like to fuck me?" while my husband is driving and sucking the cum out of the scarves that had been used to staunch the flow out of my pussy! People, for the first time experience of two formally straight laced Orthodox Jews; it really doesn't get much wilder or better when you think about, even 10 years later! lol The guy looked down at me and said. "Yes ma'am." In a way that caught me totally off guard! Not only was he good looking, he actually had some manners; I almost passed out from just thinking about it! My imagination for the first time I could ever remember just ran away with thoughts of every conceivable manner and I was having a hard time catching my breath! Peter yelled, "Tell him to pull into the next rest stop if he wants you!" and I did. The next rest stop was about 10 miles away by that time and we stayed just ahead of the truck while Peter sucked on my scarves and I played with myself. I can tell you one thing, If your going to have sex in a car, you better make sure it has all leather upholstery or it's gonna get ruined! To this day, putting on shows for truck drivers and doing gangbangs at rest areas are one of my favorite things, because nobody does them better! Believe me when I say that once they have been to one of mine, you can hear about it on the radio for weeks! lol We pulled into the rest area, parked at the far end where the picnic tables are and got out. We proceeded to the shed where the drink machines and things are and waited for the trucker to park and get out. While we waited, Peter was crazy! He was still sucking on my scarves and telling me to introduce both myself, and him as my husband. He said he would agree to anything I said as long as he was allowed to watch. I asked him again, "Are you really sure you want to go thru with this?" he said, "Absolutely! Look here he comes!" As I turned around he stepped into the light and my knees almost gave out! I know I had to consciously remind myself to breathe, I was his and there was no doubt about it, I knew immediately! What I didn't know at the time was how much that decision made in a moment would affect the rest of mine our lives! I stammered, "Hhhhhello, my nnname is Ann and this is my husband Pppeter." My future lover and "Master" said, "Relax, I'm glad to meet you, it really is a pleasure especially when you are so beautiful thanks for showing me your body awhile ago. I think I know what you want and if it is your going to get your wish." I couldn't believe it, he actually thought I was beautiful and thought he knew what we, I mean I wanted! He asked, "Now either you want to have sex with a stranger and your husband has agreed or he wants you to do it and wants to watch, which is it?" Standing there looking at this dream and trying to believe that someone other than us could think of these nasty thoughts, much less want to act on them was a revelation that overwhelmed me! I was so nervous I couldn't speak and then I heard Peter thru what seemed like a fog say, "It was my idea, we talked about it, but I wanted to see her have sex with another man. We looked for a while tonight and this is the first time we have ever tried this so we weren't sure how to act upon it, when we saw you we both knew you were the man we needed. I know what we want isn't really normal but we at least wanted somebody who looked clean and acted nice. We're really glad you stopped and if you would like, I will stand over here to the side while you and Ann discuss it, OK?" My future "Master" said, "OK, if you want or you can stay, I'll leave it to your wife." I really couldn't think clearly, here was my dream lover telling my husband it was up to me! It was my decision! I couldn't have loved him more at that moment even if I had known how he was going to change my life and the way I felt in the days, weeks, months and years to come. At that time I was still shy, I know I had just hung out the window and put on a show, but I felt so vulnerable and ashamed now that I was in his immediate presence that I mumbled, "Can we do it without him listening?" He turned to Peter and said, "We want to talk a little privately, would you care to walk around for a few minutes?" Peter said, "Yes, I'll be back in a few minutes after I walk around the stop and check the maps and things." And left. My blue-eyed stranger took my hand, said my name is "Clint," then led me to the table and assisted me to a seat. He said, "Would you like a Pepsi/" as turned to the machine and inserted some change. I said, "Please, and thank you." I was so parched and dry from the nervousness I would have drank anything! He sat down and started talking, "So this is your husbands idea and your willing to do it for him?" I replied, "Yes." He asked, "From fear, love, desire or what? I had to have a drink before I could answer, "Well, really because I want to, but my husband really does want me to in the worst way; he actually begged me and signed a contract that said I was doing for him to make him happy and that he couldn't and wouldn't hold it against me!" "He did, did he?" He asked. "Now that is very interesting1" It could have been my imagination but I swear I saw a light turn in his eyes that excited me even more! While gazing into those pools of liquid blue fire I said, "Peter told me to tell you that he would agree to anything you want as long as he could watch, and I agree too. I will do anything you want anytime, place or where! I just couldn't say that in front of him, please make love to me!" He said, "I don't think we have a problem here, but as of this moment you are mine and you will have to do exactly as I say! If you hesitate just once, I will leave and won't come back. Do you understand me?" I replied, yes." He asked me, "Are you absolutely sure, anything I say? You will accept me as your "Master" and do everything I say immediately without reservation. You will hereby recognize me and call me Master in front of your husband and everyone else?" I know my voice faltered as I said, "Yes "Master," anything you want" Master." As my knees got weaker and my pussy got wetter contemplating that what I was praying would happen would; not knowing in that moment of submission that my imagination was only starting to bloom and I really had no idea of the pleasures that I would be subjected, introduced to and enjoy! My first command that has never left me even for an instance was "Kiss me!" I lost it, that's all I can say! When I leaned forward he grabbed me by the hair at the bottom of my neck and forced his tongue into my mouth, and what a tongue! Broad, long, passionate and probing, he gave me my first orgasm from him, right there! I thought I had died and gone to Heaven! Nothing but nothing could ever compete with that! Then as he pulled away, he said, "Call your husband over here, now!" I was a little slow as I was coming back to this world from where ever I had been on my ecstasy filled journey, he snatched me by the hair harder and thru the glaze I heard him say "NOW!" much more forcefully. I started to panic remembering the conditions and screamed, "PETER!" Peter came running across the grass not knowing what was happening (I have always loved him for that one true moment of unselfishness), My "New Master" with his hand still imbedded and grasping my hair, gave my husband his first command, "STOP!" He stopped in his tracks and looked at me with pleading eyes. I said, "Peter this is my "Master". Remember you agreed to anything as long as you could watch." Then Peter looked at me for a few moments more and then he said, "Are you sure this is what you want to do, this is the person you want to do this with?' I replied, "Yes Honey, I do." Then after staring at me for a few more moments, he said, "OK, if that's what you really want. What or how are we going to do this?" And that is what you will discover next time...Ann Adventures of 'The Jewish American Princess' Ch. 3 Chapter 3: Finally, The Real Thing! I turned around to face my newfound Master and said, "Master, what do we do?" Between the true apprehension, desire and conflicting thoughts that raced thru my mind at that moment I can't imagine what my voice sounded like, (but the man I met as Clint and had now become my "Master Artoris" by choice), chuckled a little (which at the time really filled me with apprehension and dread on several levels, was he toying with me and us, would it really happen it just got so confusing so fast!) and then he said to Peter, "Give me your belt." I stood there and watched as Peter took his belt off and offered it to him with his head bowed low and replied, " Your not going to hurt her are you?" The "Master" smiled and said, "No, but would it matter if I did?" I had never been so shocked in my life as that exact moment, when the man I had been married to and loved for 5 years literally said, "No, actually I would like to see you do that to her." Stepped back a couple of steps and said, "She is yours to do with as you wish, is there anything else I can do to assist?" At the time I thought it was cruel and it hurt like a white-hot fire that burned me and was causing me to well up and cry, but then it turned into one of the most satisfying events and moments of my life! The Master said, "You fucking worm, do you think I really care what you want or think? You who have given me your wife and stated that you wanted to watch; that anything I do to her is OK as long as you can watch! A worm who even signed a contract that it was OK and for his pleasure. Don't speak to me again tonight before I speak to you, or you will be doing things you never thought possible for a man to do or endure!" "Now watch how a man controls a little tramp, and you are a little tramp aren't you my dear?" I replied, "Yes Master if that is what you want me to be." "Do what? Are you my little tramp are aren't you?" he bellowed so loud anybody within a hundred feet could of heard. I was so nervous and unsure of myself I actually peed on myself and bit my finger. I mean he seemed to change with the breeze, the man that had been so gentle and loving a moment before was now demanding in a voice that could scare years off of a human life! All of a sudden I was turning into a nervous wreck with all kinds of doubts and indecision. But my desires, cravings and lust overcame them and I surrendered my body totally for the very first time as I replied, "Yes Master, I am your little Tramp and will do anything you want." "That's much better." He said as he stepped forward and put my husbands belt around my neck and pulled it thru til it was tight. "I will allow you some little indiscretions tonight as it is your first time, but never repeat a mistake, understood?" As I replied' "Yes Master", he handed the belt to my husband and said, "Bring this slut to my truck right now and hurry!" As he walked away, Peter took the belt/leash and then quickly followed him with me in tow. When we got to his rig (truck/tractor-trailer) he had already opened it, climbed up the ladder and was seated in the driver's seat. He looked down and said, "Take her around to the other side," and he climbed thru to open the door. When we got to the other side, he reached down to take my hand and help me in. I had never been in a big truck like this before and I was instantly surprised as you could actually stand up inside and there was really enough room for 4 people easy, a refrigerator, TV, everything to make life a little more pleasurable.. He told Peter to sit in the front seat, while he still held the belt and stood there in his glory. He said, "On your knees tramp and take my dick out!" Even though it was really what I wanted, the doubts and fears crept back in and I hesitated. He pulled the belt tighter and said in a very low but menacing voice, "Well slut you said this is what you wanted, is it or isn't it?" I looked back at Peter and the "Master" really tightened the belt rapidly with a small jerk and said, "What are you looking at that piece of shit for, he gave you to me to do what I wanted, even wanting me to beat you so he could watch. Didn't you, you asshole?" Peter dropped his head and said, "Yes it is what I want and she does too." The "Master" said, "Tell this whore she is mine and to do what she is told now!" and Peter did. I turned around and grabbed the zipper, but was amazed as he pulled back and screamed, "Have you lost your fucking mind? Have you? How dare you touch my person without asking permission first?" You might think this as odd but a weird feeling came over me that I still don't understand, it was a fuzzy warm filling sensation and I suddenly seemed to know what and how to do what he wanted. In the next breath I said, "Master", I am sorry "Master" for having embarrassed you in front of this insignificant worm. "Master", may I take your cock out and suck it in front of him and show him what a real man looks like, and how he should be worshipped by this lowly woman? "Master", please, "Master!" He released the pressure of the belt/leash and said, "You may, my little sweet slut. Take it out and show that asshole your married to what to do with a real man's dick!" I pulled the zipper down on his black jeans, undid his massive belt buckle and was most pleasantly surprised by a circumcised cock about 5 inches long and 2 inches across flaccid and a scrotum filled with 2 of the largest balls I have ever seen on man or beast, each one the size of a small birds egg. I most lustily wrapped my lips around it as I scratched his hairy stomach with my nails and had an earth shaking orgasm on the spot! (I think I should mention it, but by now you should have figured out, that I found out that I am a massive and compulsive cummer. I can literally cum so much, that my Master will have me bathe him in it. It is why he calls me his special little girl, but it must not be contaminated by any other's juices. He will keep me stimulated until I am unable to move and produce anymore for him and then after a few minutes to catch my breath, I take my juices he has collected in a basin and I anoint his body with it from his toes to his lips. It only occurs when there is just the two of us and it is when I am at my happiest! But more about that later.) As I sat there on my knees, my eyes glazed over trying to catch my breath, my "Master" leaned down and took the belt off of my neck and said, "I think we need to get you ready for true adulation." H e pulled his cock out of my mouth by pulling back, but I followed it like it was a steak and I was starving to death! "Now, now, now my little one, I know your hungry and you are going to be fed until you can't handle any more, but we have a few things to do first." He put his hand under my chin and told me to stand up, and when I had, he said, "Take your skirt and blouse off and give them to the worm to fold and stow on the driver's seat. Then come to my bed." I did as he said and gave them to Peter with what I thought was a very wicked and saucy look, but I think he was so turned on by what was happening that he never really noticed or cared, and at that point I didn't know or care myself! Then turning around I saw the Master standing in the nude and I wanted him all over again with a lust I cannot put in words to this day, I just knew that if I didn't give myself to him right then and there I would die! For people that have never been in a big rig (a truck) there are many types and styles with accessories you can't imagine. When he had me get on the bed and I discovered that it was a waterbed, well I just can't describe the disbelief! And while I was coming to grips with this revelation, he reached into a bag and pulled a snow white cat's collar, covered in rhinestones and with a real silver bell attached to it and said, "Sit on your knees, hold your hands out with the palms up and lower your head." I said, "Master, yes "Master" and then he fastened the collar around my neck as he told me, "This is your collar and unless I give you permission to take it off, you are to wear it forever. Do you understand me?" "Master" yes "Master" but my job", He said, "It doesn't matter about your job, but if you are mine! If you surrender and obey I will make allowances for you, but you must obey!" "Master, yes "Master" I replied without hesitation, thinking to myself I have got to be crazy, this is getting out of hand! But at that moment I was so filled with a wanton lust that had to be satisfied, I didn't care. He bent down and kissed me on the head and said to walk over to Peter, show him my collar (which I did), and to come back to the bed. But as I turned around and was taking the 3 steps which would take me back to him, I heard him say to Peter, "To prove your worthiness to be in my presence and allow you to watch me you little worm, crawl over here on your hands and knees, and then I want you to suck and lick your wife, my slave's pussy and asshole out until it is totally clean, offer her to me, and then beg me to take and use her!" and then he told me, "Get on your knees and suck my dick while he cleans you up for me." It really is hard to describe how I felt at that moment, instead of just letting my husband watch us, he was making him service me orally for the opportunity and the privilege of watching us! Damn, I had an earth shattering orgasm contemplating that; this was way better than my imagination! We hadn't seen this in any movie, and Peter really did it without even hesitating! To make matters even wilder he actually said, "Master" yes "Master" anything you ask of me "Master" I tell you the truth, I almost shit right there! I couldn't believe that my husband was acting like this. This wasn't part of the plan or the things we had agreed upon, he had not only gave me away, he was submitting himself too! And that was the moment that I realized that I had no idea of what was to come or what I and we had gotten ourselves involved in! I know Peter was having a hard time because with me on my knees, my "Masters" cock in my mouth and thinking about what Peter had been told to do and was doing very nicely I might ad, I was just cumming and cumming, not orgasming, JUST CUMMING! I could feel my cum, running down my legs and every once in while I could hear Peter try to catch his breath as I squirted him again…lol. It was great, I was in heaven and we had just begun. The only problem I have ever had with my "Master" is that he doesn't cum very fast or often for that matter. I really have to work for it, which I do and love to do! lol, and so after a period of time, I have no idea how long, he said to Peter, "Well worm, is it clean yet?" Peter replied, "Master" yes "Master" it is ready, take this slut and use her. Fuck her until she can't move "Master, please "Master" and beat her too "Master" I was still having a small problem accepting everything that had happened in the last couple of hours, but here was my husband calling another man "Master", deferring to him, obeying him, and begging him to take me and use me for his pleasure. I don't care what you read, think or feel, until it actually happens and you experience it, there is no way to describe it so that you can comprehend or feel it's sensations! As I was thinking these thoughts, the "Master" stood up and moved around behind me; taking my hair in his hand he pulled me up and then bent me over the bed and entered me doggie style. God it was so filling, my "Master" (I have received his permission to write this next comment) is not the largest man in the world, but he is way above average and he touched places inside of me, my husbands little worm had and never will find! He started out slowly and as he did he kept asking me, "Is this what you wanted you little slut?" and as I saying "Yes oh yes "Master" yes "Master", he was screaming at Peter, "This is what you wanted isn't it you asshole. You want to see a real man fuck a tramp because you can't. Isn't that right worm?" "Master" yes "Master" and as he was asking me, "Well slut do you like it, is it what you wanted, are you my little slut now?" and as I was crying out, while trying to catch my breath, "Master" yes "Master" he started to fuck me harder and harder like some kind of primitive animal with a passion and violence that was causing my head to spin wildly in circles I couldn't even count. In the meantime he was pulling back my head with my hair, and I began to feel his hot breath upon the nape of my neck; and then, he actually bit me on the nape of my neck at the base of my skull and growled like a great cat, he actually can sound like a lion (it's kinds freaky, if you know what I mean) and that was it, at that point I was so far over the edge and out of it, I passed out! I really don't know how long I was unconscious but when I awoke, there was my "Master" sitting naked upon the edge of his bed looking at me, while he brushed my hair out of my face and I realized that my husband was sucking and licking my pussy like he was dying of thirst in the desert! I couldn't believe my eyes, I assumed that my "Master " had cum in me and there was Peter slurping it up like a kid licking an ice cream cone making all kind of noises as he did so. I said, "Master" I am sorry that I disappointed you "Master" I didn't mean to pass out "Master" Please forgive me "Master it won't happen again "Master" I Promise "Master", sounding like Peter had earlier in the evening trying to apologize to me, funny how things seem to be on a wheel that goes and comes around again and again. He assured me there was no problem and that things were OK, he did demand that I come over and kiss him which I did without hesitation and he had me sit in his lap as we engaged in some small talk and the three of us agreed that it had not only been fun and satisfying to all concerned, but that we wished for it to continue and wished to repeat it as soon as possible again. We exchanged some personal information and pleasantries, and then he did as he promised (after I explained that I worked in a public and semi high profile job), allow me to take my collar off when I go to work or attend certain required public functions, though truthfully between you and me, (I would rather die than take it off really!) it is just that it is a necessity I have to do on occasion, that really bothers me when I do. One day, it will never come off! I have been given several very nice collars by my "Master" for wearing on special occasions since then, but none of them will ever be able to replace my special little treasure I was given that night. It is my special badge and most wonderful gift that I thank my "Master" for every opportunity that arises. I hope that you have enjoyed reading these as much as I have writing them, and I want to thank you for all of the encouragement. It has really been overwhelming and I am trying to answer everybody that requests it, but I have only so much time, so please be patient. I would also like to thank you for voting and rating them so high as it was a really unexpected bonus and it lets me know, kind of like a report card, how well you really think I am doing! Til the next time, here's a REAL BIG KISS, Ann Adventures of 'The Jewish American Princess' Ch. 4 Chapter 4: Aftermath, the Reality Having just finished having; what up to that time had been the most startling and revealing experience of my life I was sitting beside my husband who was driving us home, reveling in the emotional feelings and physical sensations that were still sweeping and washing over me from head to toe. All of a sudden I heard Peter say in an anguished voice, "Do I look meshugge?" I turned to him realizing, that up to that moment I hadn't really thought anything about him since his display of surrender to another man's commands. I had been completely lost in my own little world until that moment. As I came crashing back to reality, "No Honey, I don't think your crazy! And neither do you! We just did something that's considered crazy by most people. We fulfilled a fantasy we both had and wanted to experience, and now we have. We don't have to feel guilty and we don't have to do it again either, irregardless of what we told him, we don't have to talk or see him ever again." I told him as I held his hand. "But that is the problem!" he replied. "I really liked it, it seemed like you were; and I was so turned on, I was so horny watching him fuck you like an animal while you were screaming for him to fuck you harder and make it hurt, I couldn't help myself! If I hadn't started jerking off, my balls would have exploded! And then when he made me pay him to let me do it, I, I just felt so dirty and guilty! It was like paying off a cop to get away with something I had done wrong and didn't want anyone to know about! I just don't know how I feel about it at this moment, but if you want to, I really do want to do it again! Would you like to again Baby?" From that moment to this, my life has never been the same! Whether it really was his idea and I fell into his trap or he fell into mine, there would never be a regretful view back over my shoulder. I inquired of Peter, "Honey, are you sure? I really did enjoy it, and I liked watching you too, you were so masculine as you came running across the parking lot when I called out for you! And I could see the doubt in your eyes too at the beginning and then the lust as it progressed. And Honey, you have never sucked or licked my pussy and ass like that before! When we get home I would like for you to that some more, and then fuck me again, would you like too?" "Oh God, yes Baby, I want to so bad right now, it's as hard as a rock!" he said, and I replied, "Well let me take care of that little problem for you." As I reached over and pulled his cock out and then proceeded to give him a blowjob as he kept driving. It didn't take long either, Peter came so fast I didn't even get the least little satisfaction out of it, though I really wanted too at the time as I was so damn horny myself and had such salacious ideas rolling around in my head, sitting my heart on fire with such a raw and passionate desire. The only consolation I had, was my fingers and the memories of the past few hours. So I proceeded to stroke myself with the palm of my hand as I inserted first one, then two and finally three fingers and managed a very nice little orgasm right there in the bucket seat and all over the carpet as I thought of how he had just been so excited and said that he would lick and suck my pussy for me when we got home! When we got to the house I didn't even hesitate, when we pulled up in the driveway, I jumped out while he put the car in the garage and ran up stairs undressing myself as I went with a piece here and a piece there. By the time he got to the bedroom I was there, laying back on the bed, my legs hanging over the edge, wide open and ready to be eaten again. Fully prepared to make his life miserable if he didn't do like he said too! I guess he had noticed my clothing as he was coming upstairs, because he was peeling off his clothes too, as he came thru the bedroom door. With his shoes and socks still on, his pants dragging behind him because they hadn't been pulled off, his cock hard, he fell on his knees and started to suck on my pussy so hard, it hurt! I grabbed him by the hair and pushed him away at the same time, "Hey, that hurts! Slow down, easier, that's it, softer, slowly, that's it Honey, Ohhhhh, that's it Honey, oh yes Baby that's it." I said as he continued to lick and suck on my labia and clitoris. And now as he administered his diligent attention to my most private areas and produced multiple cummings, I dreamed of my lover and "Master" that I had met and who had taught me to feel this way in the twinkling of an eye! I who had not even begun to masturbate until my teens and had had up to this night had only one lover in my life, had already decided that I had to do this again and anything else that would make me feel like this! I finally could not take it anymore I had to have a cock, not a dildo, a cock! It had to be inside me, I had to feel the heat, the movement, and the texture as it slid in and out, and then I came! I came so hard that I was left weak. I hadn't noticed when or if he came but I assumed he did and Peter rolled off and stared at the ceiling. Instead of touching me, cuddling, spooning, kissing or anything, he put his hand on his chest and just went to sleep! That son-of-a-bitch, that son-of-a-whore, that worthless bastard, fell asleep! There was no tenderness, no touching, no kissing, no anything! Everything I wanted from the man I had been married to for 5 years and really loved lay dashed on the rocks of that realization! I had found in the touch and attention of a total stranger; a man I had given myself to as my "Master" for a few moments of my life, everything that I had wanted done to me; given to me as a submissive, a slave. The touch, the tenderness, the passion, the desire, the fulfillment of things that I hadn't even known that I wanted; had just been given to me in the last few hours by a man, a complete stranger I had never met before and that I had surrendered everything to, and I was supposed to serve and care for! This is a mind-boggling paradox that takes some time to come to grips with for people when they start out. It might sound weird to you, but if you entertain thoughts of trying this as a thing of a dabbling nature, DON"T! No matter what you think or believe, once you have stepped forward into the light of experience, you cannot go back. You will be altered for life and no one can guarantee to you, how you will feel or react to it! I never imagined when I started out on this special odyssey, that I would go from a respectable Counselor and wife of the faith, to become a personage of such hedonistic decadence and depravity. I over a period of time went further and further down the path of self-seeking and fulfilling pleasure so that there are very few things left that I will not do or have not done already. My only restrictions have developed to the point, that I do not participate in scatology, anything to do with children or something that causes permanent injury to someone. This dichotomy become more difficult to juggle as you progress in the way, especially if you have a career and if you do not choose your Master well. If your choices are intelligent and you act responsible; then there is a whole wide world of experiences and pleasures to be had; the pleasures of a secret life and knowledge of deeds done and unknown by others. The daydreaming of imagined fantasies to be fulfilled in your next or future encounters. The luscious taste of your lipstick as you lick your lips in public with the secret knowledge and anticipation of sucking a strangers cock later in the day, or thinking about how you will be displayed or used by man, woman or beast, and the absolutely divine feeling of not only submitting to it, but the overwhelming sensation of fulfillment when they are finished and you lay there satiated smelling the aroma of musk, semen, cum and sweat while rubbing the liquids into your skin and licking your fingers clean, and then demonstrating to your Master that he is the one and only thing you truly love in your life before you retire and sleep 'til morning! If you have enjoyed the beginning of my diaries and would like to now how I made the decisions and progressions that I did over the period of time and why, let me know and I will start the Second Episode. Hoping that you have enjoyed them!