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Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 01

By: SplendidSpunk



(I have been forced to write this account by my boyfriend. Over the past few months I have been a bitch to him, caused him grief and embarrassed him in front of his friends. I love him and do not want to lose him and he has agreed to help me control my bad habits. This task of writing about us is part of my promise to him to be a better woman for him. If he and you are satisfied that I have been truthful he will let me cum. I haven't been alone or permitted to cum for weeks now, I really do want to cum for him and please him. This account is the truth and I hope and pray he and you will agree and I can cum for him -- Marie)

I met Kevin in October of 2010 and we seemed to hit if off, although no one who knew of us then or now can understand why. Kevin is 30 years my senior, has thinning hair with a fair bit of gray mixed in. He stands six foot four and remains in fit condition, slim without that middle age gut that a lot of men his age and younger have. He's from the States and met me while touring the UK. He is healthy and vibrant but most of all he can make me laugh in addition to making me wet, even when I haven't been in that mood. He is a nice honest and loving man.

I am twenty-seven years of age. I stand five foot seven in bare feet and sport a thirty-eight inch bust, a slim twenty-four inch waist and very attractive (just ask Kevin) thirty-four inch hips. My hair is long enough to cover my shoulders and I am attractive enough to model part time. Yes, I have posed in various states of undress and bared my body in my work too. I am now self-employed running a clothing shop and perhaps my need to manage that shop is the root of the bitch in me.

As I said, I met Kevin as he was touring the UK he'd been browsing the shops and had come into mine. It was a bit slow at the time and he and I struck up a conversation. There was never one word or phrase that I can point to but when he shook my hand I felt a pulse or a surge of energy pass through us. We were both startled by it and as it seemed Kevin was ready to resume his wandering I blurted out.

"I close soon, would you mind joining me for a drink?"

Something inside me wanted to know this man and he agreed saying.

"I would love to join you Marie, I'm afraid I do not drink, but I am always happy to be with such an attractive woman and most places serve water too."

I smiled at his honesty and I love being complimented and decided that another hour wasn't going to bring me any business so I shut the shop and went and had a drink. We found conversation so easy that the drink became dinner, then desert and by the time we both knew it was late I again blurted out.

"If you're still in town tomorrow, I'd really enjoy being a tour guide for you."

"What about the shop?"

"That's what employees are for Kevin, please? I've enjoyed our conversation and something about you is so irrestable I want to see a bit more of you."

"Ah missing your grandfather a bit?"

Kevin laughed at his line and I did to then said.

"It's not that and its nothing I can explain but I do like being with you, you make everything so easy. I feel so relaxed and I want to show you my town."

He said ok and we agreed I'd meet him in his hotel lobby in the morning. Every time our hands touched that same spark or surge startled us and we soon came to expect and enjoy it. That next day over lunch we talked about it but just assumed it was some strange static electricity and nothing more. Yet it persisted and even occurred if our shoulders touched in the car, or his leg brushed against mine as we walked. At the end of that day we dined again and I was looking for a reason to see him the next day too. Kevin said.

"Marie this has been wonderful and I appreciate that a young beautiful woman would take time out of her life to make my time here so enjoyable. I must imagine your boyfriend is waiting, I know your shop is."

"I've no boyfriend right now Kevin. In some ways I think I scare them off. In other ways they are jealous of some of my modeling jobs, don't see that showing my naked tits to a camera is anything more then cheating them. Ops sorry about the language."

I turned red but Kevin didn't seem at all upset he said.

"I recall a few very attractive women in my youth who often complained that the men they felt would approach them never did and felt that their looks were a disadvantage that a lot of men considered them unapproachable. As for the modeling bit, at your age I might have also been a bit jealous but at my age I see the distinction and realize what dolts those men are."

I smiled again and thought about how even tempered and considerate this man was and knew I wanted to see more of him.

"So I can find some time if you're willing to hang out here. I've got some work to do but I will have some time too, if you'd consider spending it with your granddaughter?"

I saw Kevin start to laugh as I chuckled. I had hoped throwing his age comment back at him would find his humor and I was right.

"I've got to make a short trip that I can't avoid, but I can be back in a day or so, and yes, I would love it if my granddaughter would find time to be with an old man." Well Kevin, I can't bring your granddaughter here but I would love it if you'd come back and spend some time with me."

And so that's how it began. When Kevin came back two days later and entered the shop I ran to him and hugged him hard, receiving the same hug back from him. That charge was still there perhaps even more noticeable from his absence. I held on to his hand and said over my shoulder.

"Karen, I'm off. I'd be so happy if you'd look after the place for a few days, I've a gentleman here I want to spend some time with."

"Off with you then Marie, you know I'll watch this shop and keep things in order."

That night I seduced Kevin after cooking him dinner. I say I seduced him, but it may have been the other way around. It happened so naturally, no hesitation on either of our parts and it started with a simple kiss as Kevin helped me clean the kitchen. It ended with his cock shrinking in my pussy and his lips softly kissing my nipples and I held him tight and enjoyed the feel of his cum oozing from my slit.

That electricity or surge between us was ever present and earlier as we explored each other's bodies I felt it and could feel Kevin react to it as well. If made me feel as if this man was meant for me, it never slowed me but instead if fired my desire and judging by Kevin's actions it fired him up too. When he entered me it felt like his cock was a lightning rod piercing my pussy. Even after laying in the aftermath of my orgasm I could feel that power radiating out of him, and I assume that Kevin felt it too.

We stayed in bed for three days before Kevin finally said.

"You'll kill me for sure Marie if we don't take a bit of a break here. Don't get me wrong, I want you again, but perhaps a bit of a walk, some lunch?"

I laughed and nodded my tits bouncing as I did. We took a shower together then dressed and went out for the day. By the time we'd eaten and did a little shopping for dinner, we were in a hurry to return to my home. We made dinner at 3 in the morning as we immediately stripped one another and found all sorts of places in my house to fuck. The kitchen counter was first, but the couch in the living room was more comfortable and the backyard so exciting. As the days passed and we grew closer we started a spending more time out and that's when the bitch began to appear.

It was small things at first, seemingly just jokes about Kevin's age. But it soon took on its own life and after a few months it became routine for me to laugh at him, embarrass him in public and often just ignore him when with a group of friends at the pub. I complained that he didn't drink, I complained that he was going bald, intimated he was just OK in bed. Even the concerned looks on my friend's faces didn't stop me. Looking back on it I thought at first it was my own fear of loving a man who might leave me too soon. Then I was sure if it was a defense mechanism letting my friends know it wasn't serious, that I was mercy fucking him. Over the past two weeks I've come to learn that I was in truth asking Kevin for something I was never sure I really wanted.

On that night two weeks ago, the night when it all began to change, Kevin and I had been at the local pub. Although he didn't drink he enjoyed the atmosphere and my friends at least until that bitch I became started her act. That night I was enjoying perhaps too much drink, but it wasn't the drink, I think I know that now. I laid into Kevin in front of the whole pub, insulting him pretending to be funny, but everyone knew I was being an ass. I never gave Kevin's feelings a second thought and as I look back on it now I know I crossed some very big lines. Surprisingly Kevin took it all in, he smiled pretending, I'm sure, that his Marie was just being funny. At closing time Kevin and I walked back to my place and once inside I reached for him, wanting to hug him as was our routine, then to bed for some sex or just close body contact.

I was a bit surprised, though I shouldn't have been when Kevin pushed me away and asked.

"What is it you're doing Marie? Is this how you get rid of the lovers in your life? Are you afraid of anyone staying close to you?

"What? What's the problem Kevin?"

"The problem my dear is that for sometime now you've become what can only best be called a bitch. You insult me, make jokes about me and treat me like shit whenever we go out. Tonight, I've had it, you were as bad as you could be. as mean and hateful as you could and then we step through the door and the bitch seems to be gone. So tell me do you want me out of here? Should I pack up and go? 

"Kevin, I love you. I want you with me. I didn't realize...."

"Bullshit Marie. Be honest with yourself and with me, I'm a grown up I can handle it. If your tired of me just say so and I will go, no scenes no problems."

"No Kevin please no!"

Kevin just stared at me and after too long an interval of complete quiet between us I started to say.

"Kevin I..."

He just turned from me and went to the dining room. He returned with a chair from the table and sat it in the middle of the living room. Then he sat down and waved me to him. I moved to his side and stood waiting, somehow knowing that the mouth that had gotten me here would be of no help. Then in a flash I found my body being pulled and I ended up across Kevin's lap and before I could move or say anything his hand held me down firmly and his other had flipped my skirt up over my hips, exposing my panty covered ass. Then his hand came down with sufficient force to sound like a thunderclap as it met my panty covered ass. The sting of his slap made me cry out.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

Repeating the movement his hand spanked me over and over as I wriggled to free myself. He must have hit me a with at least a dozen or more strokes to each ass cheek, and the area not covered by the thin lacey panties was throbbing and I was sure deeply imprinted with his hand. Just as I began to feel the need to stop this he stood and I fell to the floor. I sat on my ass and the rub of the carpet made me wince and I tried to stand. I looked up at Kevin ready to scream at him and tell him to get out when he said, very calmly.

"I'll be at the hotel I stayed in when we met. If you want me, truly want me then you will come to me and beg me to take you back, beg me to control your attitude, beg me to do what ever I need to stop you from being the bitch you've adopted."

Then he simply left. I was stunned and sore, mad and indignant that any one would do to me what Kevin had just done and I would be damned if I would ever move even an inch to see him, let alone talk to him. Beg him? No fucking way.

I made sure the locks were set not wanting him back then took a shower. The shower and the spanking had sobered me up and I turned to look at my ass when I left the shower. Except for where the panties had been my ass was beet red, showing the partial imprint of Kevin's big hands. I went to bed, naked but could not sleep. As I thought about what had transpired that night I began to forgive Kevin. The longer I thought about it and realized how serious he must have been to do this to me I started to worry that he would really leave me. All of my life I'd been the one to leave, I was the pretty one, no one would leave me. They all wanted me so much that they would never ever leave of their own accord.

Still feeling the places that Kevin's hand had spanked my ass I was uncomfortable in my own bed and assumed it was the heat of my ass, but I soon realized it was the fear that I might lose this wonderful man. I don't know how long it took me to get to that point but when I got there I got up and dressed. I put on the clothes I'd worn that night but that panties were soaked and when I pulled them to my face all I could smell was the aroma of my own sex. Had I been this wet from the spanking? I tossed them in the laundry pile and elected to not wear panties. I looked at my bra, a nice lacey one with a half-cup that pushed my tits up and out and elected to abandon that too. Just the skirt and blouse and a pair of flat shoes, I would be the simple woman, not the pretty one. 

The walk to Kevin's hotel seemed to take forever, mainly because I started and stopped so often. I wanted to say the right things, to recall what Kevin had demanded of me, I did not want to make another mess. I finally reached the hotel and was handed a note when I'd asked for Kevin's room number. Opening it I saw just the room number and the instructions to knock only once and to wait. In the elevator I wanted to turn around and go home, I was so afraid of Kevin rejecting me. I pondered the words I would use, changed them for the hundredth time since leaving my house and changed them again as the elevator stopped and I stepped out. I walked slowly down the dimly lit hall towards his room and found myself praying that I had not lost my chance. I stopped at his door and stared for a long while before I rapped just the once. The wait seemed like an eternity but I am sure it was only a minute or two. When the door opened I started to cry, I had not planned on it, but it just happened and I tried to stop, tried to say how sorry I was but nothing came but tears. Kevin stood mute and let me drain my tears and waited for me to speak.

Finally, I found my voice and said slowly and clearly.

"Kevin, I do love you and I apologize for the bitch I have become. I do beg you to give me one more opportunity. I beg you to punish me if that is what it will take, to humiliate me, to use me and make me understand how selfish and stupid I am."

Then I shut up and stared down at the carpeting, recalling how my ass reacted just a few hours ago after my spanking. I felt the shame of it all again as I waited for Kevin to say something, anything.

"Leave your clothes in the hall. Knock when you're naked."

Then the door closed and I stood there, my fingers already touching the buttons of my blouse but not yet ready to perform the task they needed to do. To strip naked in this hallway, exposed to anyone who might step from their room to go for ice, or for the elevator to drop off another guest. I was frozen in fear, caught between the man I loved and needed and my own discomfort. I know I've posed in the nude, professionally, walked naked on beaches designed for people who wanted to do that, but I'd never been naked someplace public.

My desire for Kevin overruled my fear and my fingers made short work of the blouse and then my skirt. I kicked off my shoes and left the clothes and shoes in a messy pile near the door then rapped once more on Kevin's door. I felt my pussy dampen as the realization of my nudity in this public place took root in my mind. By the time Kevin had opened the door those juices my pussy produced had oozed down my thighs and I could smell my sex.

"Fold the clothes Marie then you may come in."

He turned from me, leaving me in the hall with the door opened. I folded the clothes neatly and then I stepped inside his room, holding the pile against my chest waiting for instructions. I did not want to lose this man.

"If you are so intrigued, you may leave that door open Marie, but I think that some privacy would be good about now. Put your clothes in the drawer and close the door."

I did as he instructed and turned to see him sitting in the chair next to the bed. "Have you decided why you've been acting this way Marie?"

"No! All I've decided is that I do not want to lose you, that I know I've been a bitch but never have I wanted to chase you away."

"So, do you believe that in being that way I would want to stay with you?"

"No! After tonight, after you spanked me. After you left, I felt a hole in my life an empty place in my heart that has never been there before. You may be right about my fear, and my practice of chasing men away from me. I am not willing to let you go and I am ready to do what you ask of me. I know that if you leave I will never see you again. I cannot accept that. Please Kevin, help me."

"Marie, I have seen many things in my life and can see truth when it appears. I see that for you you're words are the truth, but I think if you dig a bit deeper you may see more truth."

"You confuse me Kevin."

"I think Marie that all you've done over the past few months, the bitch you've been have all been your way of asking something of me. Tell me how you felt about the spanking?"

I took a moment to collect my thoughts and then said

"I was pissed at you, shocked that anyone would have the balls to attack me that way. I was pleased when you left and locked the doors to keep you away. I was mad and angry as I showered and unable to sleep. I hated you for what you did and believed it was the soreness in my ass that kept me awake. Eventually I knew it was the thought that you might truly leave me that kept me awake and I had to come to you. I wore no panties because they were soaked with my sex. I wore no bra because I had no desire to hide my tits from you. As I see it all now, I think that spanking made me cum, and the order to come and beg for you here, made me think of sex and of pleasing you. Does that make sense to you?"

"More then you will believe Marie. Tell me truly now, what do you expect of me now?"

I had to think about that too. I had not expected anything but to maybe get Kevin back in my life but now, now I knew just having him back would not get rid of the bitch. She'll always be there making trouble. 

"Kevin, I need you to make sure that the bitch leaves me. I need you to control me so that I never accept her in my head again."

Kevin nodded and stood up. He came to me and hugged me. Then he led me to the bed and we both got on and stayed close to one another. He was dressed and I was naked but I was so happy to be in his arms again. After some time Kevin said. "If this is what you want Marie, then I can remove that bitch from you. It will be hard for you. You will beg me often to stop, to let her back. Are you sure of what you are asking me. You want me to make you a submissive to me. You are asking me to control you, to use you as my personal servant or slave. Is this what you really want?"

I'd not used those terms with myself, not thought about the Dom/Sub relationship but as Kevin spoke the words they seemed to also come from deep in my mind. There was no surprise in some ways, though never voiced, never really considered, they'd been in my head.

"If you think I am worthy to be that Kevin. I will do what I can to be that woman you met. I want you to be pleased with me, to enjoy me. I want you in my life."

"Ok Marie, tomorrow we begin. Now sleep."


Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 01



I had hoped that Kevin would want to have sex with me but understood and did my best to sleep. It wasn't easy being naked and next to this man who had been giving me orgasms and fucking me for the past few months. I don't really think I slept all that much and when there was a knock on the door Kevin told me to open it. I looked for a robe or something but Kevin said

"I asked you to open the door Marie, if I wanted you dressed for the event I'd have mentioned it. Now do as I asked, obey me."

I stumbled to the door and tried my best to shield my nudity from the young woman delivering the room service breakfast but when Kevin looked at me with a stern expression I abandoned all attempts to hide and openly thanked the girl and showed her out after Kevin signed the tab. 

"Marie if you truly were serious about your commitment last night then no more hesitancy about my commands. Am I clear on that?"

"Yes Kevin. It's just so new to me, please be patient. I will learn to be obedient."

"I expect that Marie. Now we have a lot to accomplish today, do you need to be in your shop?"

"I'll have Karen cover, I want to be here for you today."

Kevin and I showered and still no intimacy and I did not push it. I was trying to follow his example and only do what he tells me to do. I wanted so much to be with him. He had me dress in the only clothes I had and he slid on jeans and a polo shirt and we were off. I was surprised that we stopped at my house first. Even more surprised when Kevin gathered up all my panties and bras then locked them in a filing cabinet. He said.

"For now you will not be needing any bras or panties Marie. I intend to buy you a proper bra today"

We soon left for town and entered a department store where Kevin selected a plain while bra, nothing fancy, just a basic bra. When he took it to the counter I said.

"Kevin the size...."

He put a finger to his lips and shushed me. I shut up wondering why he'd bought a bra a bit small for me. The package in hand we left that store and went quite a ways to a seedier part of town, one where the adult shops and tattoo parlors were. We'd strolled though here on occasion but had never entered any of the shops. Today was different as we entered a seedy looking place advertising tattoos and piercings. Kevin spoke with a rough sort of guy behind the counter then took my hand and led me to the back of the story. We entered the back room and I was asked to sit in what looked like a barbers chair. When the man left for a moment Kevin said.

"Open your blouse Marie."

Nothing more no explanation just, open your blouse! I really didn't want to but I obeyed him and did it without hesitation. When the man returned I had to hold my arms back as my first impulse was to cover my exposed breasts, but I realized that Kevin knew of the man's return and had me open the blouse anyway. It soon became apparent that Kevin was to have my nipple or nipples pierced. I'd thought of it in the past but never had the nerve so, now when I was in a position to have to obey I accepted this happening to me.

The man's hands, fondling my tits as he prepped me was unpleasant but I stoically took it. His machine took most of the pain away or at least made it quick. Insertion of the two gold hoops in my newly pierced nipples was uncomfortable and unpleasant. Soon I looked down and saw that both nipples were erect and sporting one-inch diameter rings in gold color. I liked the look. I looked at Kevin and he'd made no move to leave so I wondered what else he might have in store. When the man fitted stirrups to the chair and Kevin indicated I should put me feet in them, I gathered he wanted my clit pierced too. Again not something I had not thought of so I obeyed. 

It was not a clit piercing, for which I am now glad but he had my labia pierced several times on each side, then fitted with smaller hoops that he then connected with a small chain and lock. My pussy was now locked up and dependent on a key he hung form a gold chain about my own neck. The key hung down and between my breasts but would be easily seen in almost all of my tops. The unpleasant man squirted some antiseptic creams on his work and instructed me to repeat that process often for a week or two and to keep both areas clean. When the man left Kevin told me to remove my blouse then he handed me the bra, the one that was a bit too small.

"Put it on Marie."

Was all he said and I had to pull the garment tight to get the hooks to catch. It was obvious from the throbbing in my nipples that the bra was to be a reminder of the piercings, make this something I could not forget just as the key to my pussy bouncing against my tits as we walked would remind me of that piercing. I was allowed to put my blouse on then Kevin took us to the pub for lunch.

The walk was agony as the piercing to my labia were constantly pulled as I walked and although the slight stinging sensation was not particularly painful it was a constant reminder of how Kevin had now claimed my body and was soon to claim my mind and my soul. Inwardly I smiled, very pleased that I might be allowed to stay with him, as long as I kept the bitch away.

I found it hard to sit still in the pub, my nipples pressed by the bra and my labia stinging from the piercings had me squirming in my seat. Kevin noticed and smiled as he said.

"Are you uncomfortable my dear?"

"Just a little Kevin. May I ask you a question? Please?

"Of course Marie. You may always request to speak to me. I will hide nothing from you."

"I understand that the piercing up here."

I vaguely pointed to my chest.

"Is your..."

"Please Marie, be clear. There is no need for you to be shy, do you mean the rings that I had placed in your nipples?"

While Kevin never raised his voice the idea that anyone sitting near by would have heard of this made me shiver, the potential humiliation of others knowing about my now submissive role in this relationship was exciting and scary.

"Yes, the piercing in my nipples! I believe it is a means of you claiming my body as yours."

"Very good dear."

"But Kevin I am a bit lost on why you pierced my labia and then put the chain there with a lock?"

"Marie, dear! While that too is a symbol of your submission to me, it is also a means to prevent you from self-satisfaction. The key is now in your hands or if you will about your neck. In this role you have agreed to place yourself in, your body is mine, to use and your desire to cum or orgasm must always have my blessing. So while you may indeed touch your clit, you will not be able to penetrate yourself without opening the lock and that would be a mistake, wouldn't it dear?

Now I understood just how much Kevin would control me and while I should have been scared and run away, instead I felt my pussy tingle and a dampness oozing on my thighs. While I had physical possession of the key, Kevin remained in control and the key was a temptation I would have to learn to resist. My increased squirming caused Kevin to once again ask me if I was OK.

"Yes, just incredibly turned on by all of this and what it means. I know it is not in my place now, to ask you but I cannot hide my desires either Kevin. I have to trust that you will know when to permit me a degree of satisfaction."

"You will earn the satisfaction you seek now and will seek with more intensity as the day or days pass. I am not going to tell you how to act or what to do. Other then the fact that you no longer have panties to wear and only this one bra to use, you may dress how you like and be whom you want. However, Marie if you wish for satisfaction, if you desire to cum, to orgasm, then you will earn that by learning the behavior of a submissive."

So Kevin was not going to make this easy, demand that I do this or that, he was going to allow me the freedom to be what ever I wanted, to let the bitch in, or to toss her out. His only control for the time was the ability for me to cum, to satisfy myself. As I thought about that I realized that I needed to find a way to learn what I needed to know. 

The walk back to my place was longer and both my tits and pussy were stimulated with each step, yet not so much so that I was close to cuming. Kevin stayed by me for most of the time, or had me stay near him so I had no opportunity to even see if I could bring myself off just rubbing my clit. I decided to go on line and read up on this life of a submissive and see what I could learn. I knew from just missing Kevin's cock inside me for this past day was hard and I was feeling myself becoming obsessed with my own sex.

I learned to call Kevin Sir. I learned that most submissive women and men ultimately refer to themselves in the third person or in a possessive manner such as 'Your Slut would like to' or this slut is here to...' and I adopted that language slowly and while it pleased Kevin to see me change in that way. Kevin used my mouth to service his cock but never touched me. I sucked him as well as ever and he came filling me with his cum and I treasured every drop and thanked him for using me. I did all that I could to serve him and please him and just as I began to believe I had arrived, that I knew how to act, that maybe he'd tell me to use the key and unlock my pussy, we went out to the pub for dinner.

It was a disaster as I could not maintain the submissive language that came so easily in the house. I was hesitant to say things like 'Yes Sir' or refer to myself as his 'slut' in front of others and Kevin noticed. The bitch did not show up and my friends and acquaintances seemed pleased that the more lovable Marie was back. While I knew I was disappointing Kevin, I didn't realize that I was also delaying my own satisfaction. I did not yet fully accept my new status with Kevin, I still played it as a game to get him to fuck me and let me orgasm.

Kevin asked me to step outside for a moment and I followed him. Outside the pub he placed his hands on my still sore tits and rubbed his hand hard across my pierced and erect nipples causing lightning bolts of pain to shoot straight to my locked pussy.

"I see Marie that you fail to allow your submissive nature to leave the house. I want you to think about that Marie."

"Yes Sir."

I said clearly to his back as he returned to the pub. Lord I tried to say the right things, my pussy was wet and my thighs sticky my need growing but I failed. I was polite and agreeable but was unable to say those words to Kevin 'Yes Sir' in front of our friends. When we left I knew another night of little sleep awaited me and that Kevin would certainly not allow me to cum once again.

When we arrived back and Kevin once again brought out the dining room chair, I knew what was coming and as he sat I came to him and placed my self across his lap, pushing my ass up in position. This time there were no panties to protect my ass and while Kevin promised me only ten spankings he did not stop there. I too late recalled reading that a submissive was always to count the spanks and to thank her Master. I started

"One, thank you Sir."

I repeated this counting each swat till Kevin had delivered the ten I'd counted. I don't know how many times he actually spanked my ass but I knew that I'd be red and sore for days. My pussy reacted like it did the last time and I was so wet and needy when he finished. I expected to be allowed to fall to the floor and was surprised when Kevin said

"Stand up Marie."

I struggled to stand, my skirt falling back over my tender ass cheeks and did not resist when Kevin kissed me deeply forcing his tongue into my eager mouth. Oh how I needed him and when he had me bend over the arm of the couch I had hoped he'd take the key and fuck me. When I felt his cock on my naked ass I expected him to get the fucking key but his cock found my other hole and he began to penetrate my ass. I've gotten off this way in the past but that night Kevin moved quickly and deposited his white gooey sperm in my ass long before I was near to cuming. Then he took me to bed and left me to my thoughts, still needing to cum and needing it badly.

I could feel Kevin's cum oozing from my sore ass and my pussy screaming for attention. Kevin asleep beside me, and this whole life as his sub making me crazy with lust, a lust I never knew had such depth. I've wanted men and woman before but not to this extent, not so all encompassing. I could think of nothing but Kevin's cock, lying there next to me and yet I was not allowed to feel in inside me. I slept poorly and the next day I was even more needy, more ready to do whatever I had to do. I easily obeyed every command Kevin made, and sat holding my breath when he applied the ointments to my piercing. His touch was electric as it always had been, but with my need so great it was impossible for me to be still, my pussy leaked like a broken garden hose and my nipples flared with desire. 

We went out and as we walked the streets I managed to say 'Yes Sir' when asked about anything. I obeyed and deferred to Kevin, tried on outfits for him to see and was pleased when he bought something for me. That night I stood naked while Kevin inspected my piercings assuring both of us that no infection was present. Then he dressed me in a short skirt and blouse, the dreaded tight bra left behind and my pierced nipples clearly evident though the thin material. He slid on thigh high hold up stockings on my long legs and his touch was insanely difficult for me to take. The need was growing, it had been only a few days now and already I was losing my control. I was giving more and more of my heart and soul to this man, and I wanted to give it all.

That night at the pub, our friends remarked on my piercings, clearly evident were the two rings in my hard erect nipples. I know my face got red and I was embarrassed but I managed to say.

"They were a gift from Kevin."

Later in the evening when a girl friend pulled me aside and asked it the piercings hurt I said.

"Just a bit of a sting, but they are fine now and Kevin loves them and that makes me happy."

"This is so not you Marie. What's on?"

I knew I had to be honest as Kevin was within earshot and would hear me. I could not deny what I'd become, what I wanted to be.

"I've given myself, heart and soul, to Kevin. I am his and he is who directs me."

Then I pulled the chain with the key and showed it to her and said.

"I've had my labia pierced as well. A chain has shut my slit and only Kevin can unlock it. I have given him control of my orgasm. My body is his, as is my heart."

My friend was shocked at my words but out of the corner of my eye I saw that Kevin had smiled. I felt intense longing for him at that moment and cared not a whit for my friends thoughts, though she did surprise me when she said.

"I'd not take that route myself, Marie! However, I think what you've allowed is good for you. You've always found ways to send men packing, always been a bit of self-centered with them. I don't know what Kevin has unleashed in you girl, but I do think it fits. You are happy then?"

I could only nod at her words. I had not known how transparent my life had been, how easily my friends had seen what I had become. I felt so good that I hugged her and said.

"Thank you. If Kevin allows would you like to see my nipple rings?"

"I'd love to."

I went to Kevin and said.

"Sir, may I show my friend the rings you allowed me to put in my nipples?"

Kevin smiled and said.

"I think it would be good for you to show them to everyone, don't you Marie?"

That floored me as I'd expected to go to the ladies and give her a private showing and now I was being commanded to expose myself to all here in the pub and I hesitated too long.

"Well the moments passed now. Perhaps another night."

Kevin said to my friend and I knew I'd blown it again. I opened my mouth to ask again but Kevin placed his dinger to my lips and said.

"You will learn what you must if you are to earn what you want."

Then he took me home and once again I was across his knees and his hand was coloring my still sore ass.

"One thank you Sir."

I took the ten then sucked his cock, swallowing his seed and knowing my own needs would not be met again. The next day Kevin dressed me in similar clothing as he had the night before and we took a train to a city some distance from here. He'd checked us into a hotel and that night we went out for dinner. I'd found it easier to call him Sir and to obey, clearly the absence of friends made that happen. As we walked into the elevator I rapidly removed my blouse at Kevin's suggestion and walked easily to our room, passing a few surprised guests as we did.

It was not enough to allow me my orgasm as Kevin explained.

"When you can do this at home, obey every command as I give it. Show me that you recognize that it is me your Master who determines what you do and who watches you do it, then you will understand that it is not your need but mine that you need be concerned with. Now sleep, tomorrow we go back home and we shall see how well you do there.

It was yet another fitful night digesting Kevin's words and trying to make sense of them. By morning as we boarded the train I began to see what he meant. As his sub, I was to want for him, not for me. All along I was concerned about him allowing me to have an orgasm, it was all what I wanted. If I was to be the submissive I now sincerely wanted to be, I had to give that self-serving piece up. I was determined to do just that and as the train rolled on I was determined to make that step, to be his sub, to be his slut, to do everything he wished for him. 

It took me another week to get where I knew Kevin wanted me. Several nights out ending in failure as the bar was constantly raised for me. Now as I stand next to Kevin in the pub I am conscious of only him and ready to serve him. Yes I chat with friends but my ear is always listening for him. I opened my blouse that first night back and showed my nipples to all, but hesitated when Kevin asked.

"Is that all you can show?"

Another couple of nights later the opportunity arose and I pulled my skirt up to show all around how my pussy had been chained shut, showing them also the key hanging about my neck that would unlock that wet warm hole. When asked by a friend if I was a slave to Kevin I was at a loss for words and yet another few nights would pass without the pleasure of Kevin's cock in my pussy, without my orgasming cunt muscles squeezing his cock as he fucked me. Another few nights of swallowing his sperm or taking his cock in my ass but without satisfying my own needs. I was in a frenzy and unable to think of anything but sex.

Tonight I obeyed every command and answered every question without hesitation. I showed my tits and pussy to all who asked and Kevin allowed. I was a complete slut and loved it. Yet when we got home still no cock where I wanted it. I was spanked and put to bed otherwise untouched.

In the morning as I served Kevin his coffee, I stood naked waiting for his command.

"Marie, I think I want you to sit down today and write this whole thing out. How we met, how the bitch came out of you, how you became my submissive slut and all that has happened. Then we shall put it on line and ask those who see it to vote as to when and if you can cum."

Stunned but excited at the same time I began this task. What you are now reading, this story of our time together is real. My Master has reviewed it for detail, he does not edit but hints if I've missed something. He says He is pleased with it. I now need you to vote, to let my Master know if I have become his submissive slut. I can tell you this. I no longer want my orgasm as much as I want Kevin to be happy, so whatever you vote, whatever you say I intend to do what I can to please Him. I've actually learned to be satisfied to see him smile and I know that He has taken on this task of training me because He loves me. While I am in need all the time now, I can handle it as long as I know that Kevin is pleased. So vote, not for my sake but to let Kevin know how well he has trained this slut. 



Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 02



Chapter 2

Marie gets to cum and more

(Master has decided that my efforts in writing about my development and transformation should continue. As you will read, I have been allowed to cum and to those readers who voted, thank you. It turns out that Master never weighed the yeas and nays only the fact that folk cared to vote. I've pick up the story the morning Master first instructed me to write this down. -- Marie)

"You want me to write about our life together?"

I was astonished at Kevin's request. I'm not a writer but the look I've come to recognize is in His eye and I agreed. The title and sub-titles ware Kevin's and he promised to edit and help me. So I agreed to begin as soon as possible. However, Kevin had something else in mind that morning and he led me to our bedroom. Facing the full-length mirror I waited, watching Kevin standing just behind me.

"Take off your clothes Marie, keep your eyes fixed on yourself as you do so."

I slowly unbuttoned the blouse I'd slipped on then unzipped and dropped the skirt. I never wore panties or a bra. When we'd be going out I'd add stockings but never much more. I stood naked for Kevin and stared at myself.

"Put your hair up Marie, I want your neck available."

I stepped to a vanity and gathered my hair and pinned it up, a few stray hairs remained elusive but I knew Kevin liked that look in me, a disheveled one. I returned to stand in front of him facing the mirror.

"Keep your eyes open Marie, do not fail."

Then he stepped up close, so close I could feel his erect cock pressing into the crack of my ass, his chest against my back.

"Put your hands on your head, Marie."

As I did I could see in my reflection how this made my tits pull up and stand out. Then I watched as Kevin slid his hands across my belly. I watched as his hands lightly massaged my abdomen from the top of my pubic mound to the base of my tits, never touching either area. As he continued to stroke me I felt my pulse beating faster and my breathing deepen. From time to time he would let his hands slide down over my hips and onto the outside of my thighs or up under my arms, brushing slightly against the bulge on the side of my tits. I felt his breath on my neck and then heard him whisper.

"How long has it been Marie?"

"How long for what? Sir!"

"Since you've felt an orgasm, Marie."

"Since before the night you first spanked me and accepted me as your slut, sir."

He resumed his exploration of my skin but not all of it he ignored my tits, my nipples and my pussy. He fondled the chain that held the key. I was churning with desire at his touch yet needing and wanting him so much. He again whispered to me, his breath in my ear turning me on even more.

"What do you want now my slut?"

"Only to please you sir."

"It pleases me to see you in need Marie. You have learned a good deal my slut. Have you earned your orgasm yet?"

His words tumbled through my brain, his breath in my ear as he gently whispered to me were like fire and I felt moisture sliding down from my pussy.

"Sir, it is not for this slut to say. Only you Sir may determine what I have earned. I only know I want to please you Sir."

He reached up and took the chain from my neck and held it in front of me.

"Take the key slut. Squat down and remove the lock and chain."

Trembling with hope I did as he commanded. I fumbled badly taking forever to fit the tiny key into the lock. I was so wet the lock and chain so slippery but I managed and let the items drop to the floor and remained in a squat. My pussy was red and shiny with my juices and my clit looked swollen with need. I waited for my command.

"Stand up slut and spread your legs a bit for me."

As I stood up spreading my legs as He commanded my belly flipped with anticipation. Once again I felt his warm breath in my ear and then he whispered.

"I love you slut,"

I felt complete joy at his words and I said.

"Master, this slut loves you too. I yearn for your pleasure Sir."

I was overcome with feeling for him and as his left hand gently cupped my tit and fondled my engorged nipple his right hand slipped down and cupped my wet soaking pussy. He let one finger slide between my labia but did not touch my clit. The hand on my tit grasped the ring piercing the nipple and he twisted it. Pain shot through me and centered on my clit and I groaned aloud then once again his breath and whispered command filled my ear.

"Cum for me slut, cum on my hand."

I never thought I could orgasm from so little but I did and I came hard a scream erupting from me as a tremendous orgasm swept through me, my legs felt week and I thought I'd fall to the floor but Kevin held me tight and I felt pure pleasure course through me. When I felt some control return to my pleasure wracked body Kevin whispered to me.

"Very good my slut, my love. Come with me."

He led me to the bed and placed me down gently on my back. I focused on Kevin's eyes and watched as he slipped out of his clothes, his cock seeming to be so big and throbbing. He mounted the bed and knelt between my spread legs and I watched as his beautiful cock moved ever closer to my open and ready pussy.

As he slowly entered my pussy I came again, this time even stronger and by the time he was fully seated inside me I was writhing in complete joy. So consumed with pleasure I held nothing back and used my hips to fuck my Master. His cock pulsed inside me as he and I fucked. I wanted it to never stop yet I wanted even more to feel the warmth of his cum coating my insides. I ricked my hips even faster, used the muscles in my cunt to grab at his cock and try to milk him of his seed. There are no words to capture the feeling of completeness I felt at that time. I'd been in a constant orgasm since His words telling me to cum while I stood in front of the mirror and as He pushed and pulled His hard hot cock inside me my orgasm grew and grew. When I felt that beautiful cock pulse and jerk, as His warm seed sprayed inside me I passed out. 

When I woke a short time later Kevin was laying by my side his fingers gently caressing my nipples, his lips lightly kissing my neck. I wanted to just bask in the pleasure of it all but even more so I wanted to give pleasure to my Master, to the wonderful man who just fucked me so thoroughly. I rolled to Him and quietly asked.

"Sir, did your slut please you?"

"Yes, my dear sweet Marie, your Master is well pleased."

"Sir, may this humble slut clean your cock?"

Kevin nodded and I moved over him and took his spent sticky cock gently in my hand and brought my face down, opening my mouth and using my tongue first to lick him clean, then taking him into my mouth I sucked the combined juices of our bodies from his cock. He then pulled me up and wrapped his arms around me and together we slept.

The next morning Kevin pulled me onto his hard cock and I rode him till he shot his cum deep into my pussy. I let his cock soften inside me the moved off and again cleaned him. I had not cum and I was not bothered, I had serviced and I think pleased Kevin and I discovered I was very happy to have served him. After our shower Kevin had me lock my pussy and I did so, anything to please Him. After breakfast he took me to our room and selected my clothing for the day. I knew there would not be a bra or panties and slid on the skirt and thigh high stockings before buttoning the blouse, the chain with the key now back around my neck. He had me continue to wear my hair up and handed me the glasses I wore from time to time, usually when my contacts had been in too long, but for Kevin I would wear anything. He sent me to my store and said to be free for lunch. 

When Kevin came for lunch we went to a local café for a meal. After the meal Kevin and I walked through the park. Finding an empty bench in a fairly secluded area Kevin sat down and pulled me down across his lap. In a swift motion he flipped my skirt up baring my naked ass. Then he said.

"Count for me Slut."

His hand met my ass with a loud slap and I was sure anyone close by would hear it but I stayed calm and said

"One, thank you Sir."

Kevin gave me an even ten slaps per cheek then stopped but did not have me rise from his lap. Instead his hand roamed the areas of my ass that were now red and deeply imprinted with his hand. I could feel the familiar moisture leaking from my pussy as His hand softly caressed my ass. Just as I relaxed under his calm caress he began again. This time his stokes were swift and I barely kept up my count. My cunt was now dripping and my ass was very sore. Kevin then used his hand to pull my legs apart and found my swollen and needy clit. He gently rubbed my clit bringing me closer and closer to orgasm. Just before I felt able to release my orgasm he stopped and pulled me to my feet.

"Time to get you back to work Marie."

"Yes. Sir!"

I said as we walked back, me in a very needy state wanting so much to have cum. My ass was sore and would stay so for a bit and my nipples, never ones to miss an erection were hard and poking through the blouse I was wearing. As he led me back into my now crowded store he whispered in my ear.

"That was a nice lunch and I expect to see you just as needy when you get home. Do you understand me slut."

"Yes. Sir."

I said not caring who heard me. It would be a long afternoon but I had gone for weeks without Kevin's touching my pussy and I was not about to do anything to repeat that. A couple of my regular customers gave me a quizzical eye as Kevin left but I busied myself with work, trying to take my mind off the park bench, my sore and undoubtedly red ass and waited for closing time. I was on a sexual cliff all afternoon and when Kevin met me at the shop for closing I was so pleased. I wanted him in me, but knowing he was by my side was just as good. I'd dreaded the long walk home wondering if he'd finish what he started this afternoon.

I was very surprised when he pushed me back into the now empty store and lifted the key to my pussy from around my neck.

"Marie, lets take the lock off for the night."

I squatted right there in the position Kevin liked and this time was able to quickly unlock the chain and remove it. I held it out to him and he slipped the lock and chain in his pocket. Then we left the store and went in search of dinner. We found a quiet Italian restaurant a few blocks away and took a small table in the rear. When Kevin held my chair he said to me.

"Pull your skirt up and sit on your naked ass"

I did not even look to see if anyone was watching and I pulled the skirt away so my still sore ass was naked on the vinyl seat. When seated he asked me to undo a few of my blouse buttons exposing the deep vee of my cleavage. He then handed me the necklace with the key and told me to slip it on. I noticed it dangled right between my tits and was easily seen. The waiter soon found the valley of my chest to be entertaining and never looked anywhere else while taking our order or serving our food. In fact he made more trips then necessary to our table to make sure we had all we needed. 

Kevin meanwhile had removed his shoes and was using his toes to explore my pussy. From time to time he would insert is big toe and slowly fuck me with it. I tried to hide my growing desires, but every time I responded to the nosy waiter my voice broke, showing my excitement at what Kevin's foot was doing under the table. At times this caused the waiter to ask me again if I was sure I was pleased and I'd try to sound normal, never getting close as Kevin's toe was now rubbing my clit. Spending the entire afternoon reliving the episode in the park and now this, I was not able to control myself and soon I was moaning from the pleasure of Kevin's big toe.

"Marie, do you need to leave? Do you feel OK?"

As Kevin asked those questions his toe slipped one again inside me and I mumbled.

"Sir, I am happy to be with you anywhere. I am feeling very good Sir."

I sounded shaken even to myself but Kevin withdrew his toe and called for the bill.

"Another button for the waiter Marie."

I obeyed and freed more of my tits for the waiter's glare. The bill paid we walked out and over to our favorite pub for a drink or two. My tits were having a difficult time remaining behind the thin material of my blouse but Kevin had not commanded me to fasten any buttons so all I could do is be careful not to fully expose myself. 

We sat together in a booth in the back of the pub and were soon joined by some of our friends. I was still wet and horny from Kevin's toes playing with me and my barely covered tits were on my mind as I felt my friend's eyes staring at my parting blouse and my ever widening cleavage. When Kevin slipped his hand up my skirt and found my wet pussy I tried my best to not react and have our friends see how much his touch affected me. I knew they could not see what Kevin was doing but as his fingers explored my pussy, his fingers sliding in and out of my now needy cunt it became harder and harder to maintain a neutral face. When Kevin bent his head to me he whispered in my ear

"Marie, are you trying to hide your desires from me?"

I shook my head and said.

"No Sir."

One of our friends said

"Marie, you look flushed. You look like my girlfriend does in the middle of sex."

Then Kevin said.

"Marie complains that I don't let her cum as much as she needs to. Do you think I could be that cruel to her?"

All of them laughed and said they didn't think anyone would or could deny Marie that way. Kevin responded.

"Well I've been trying to get her off all night but she just can't seem to let go, look at her blouse it's barely covering her tits. Look. See how hard and erect her nipples are!"

I was dying of humiliation as Kevin and our friends discussed my need to orgasm but Kevin's fingers had not let up and I found myself unable to speak, fearing that if I opened my mouth I'd cum and I was afraid to be seen that way. I realize now that I was being taught once again that my needs were to be secondary to Kevin's. He wanted me to cum here, he wanted me to feel the humiliation of my friends seeing and hearing me cum for him. When one of our friends called out and brought more of our friends and said.

"Marie is going to cum right here in the pub come on over and watch."

The humiliation I felt was beyond my control and I felt my orgasm slipping out, Kevin's fingers were deep inside me and I could no longer hold back. When Kevin used his free hand to pull my blouse open and invited those nearby to play with my tits I began to moan and groan and squirm in my seat. As both the women and men around us started to fondle and play with my tits, pull at my nipples and twist my piercings I let go and came hard. My voice was ragged as I came.

"Oh god Kevin please! Please don't stop."

My tits were now totally exposed in the pub, our friends were toying with them and all the different hands touching and pinching them only excited me more and my orgasm not only continued but grew in strength making me cry out.

"Oh Sir, thank youuuuuuu. I am cummmming for youuuuu sir."

At that moment I accepted my humiliation and embraced it, lifting my face and looking at the smiling faces of our friends and watched their hands fondling my tits. I came and leaned into Kevin and said aloud.

"Thank you Sir! Thank you, Master for allowing this slut to cum. I hope this slut has pleased you and thank you for letting our friends touch me and share in this moment."

There was no condemnation in the faces that stared at me as I spoke and a few said 'good girl' and 'I loved watching you' or 'your tits are marvelous'. I embraced my humiliations again and again and whimpered when Kevin finally withdrew his fingers from my cunt. When he offered them to me I never hesitated and took his fingers one at a time and sucked my cunt juice from them relishing the taste of my own satisfaction not caring for anyone's thoughts only that my Master was pleased and he seemed to be very pleased.

We finished our drinks and Kevin led me from the pub, my blouse hanging loosely from my shoulders, my tits out and exposed to all as we walked out and then home. In our house Kevin said.

"Marie my slut. Bring the chair."

I hurried to bring Him the chair, excited that He would now spank my ass. Oh how I'd come to love this time, his hand stinging my ass cheeks, my pussy dripping. I placed the chair in the regular spot and when Kevin sat I waited for his command.

"Over my lap Marie."

Eagerly I placed myself in position and waited for that first delicious impact. When it came the sting of his hand was wonderful and I said.

"One, thank you Master."

And on and on I counted the slaps, enjoying a fresh wave of pain and joy with each one. He blessed me with twenty on each cheek and by the time He command me to stand it was hard to remain on my feet, my whole body was simmering with lust and a desire to please Him. He took my hand and pulled me to him and kissed me, again and again, his tongue filling my mouth, his hands caressing my red and sore ass. I don't know how long this continued so completely consumed with letting my Master use me but eventually He led me to our bed. On my back he commended me to hold my ankles to my head and then he slid his hot and hard cock into my wet pussy. Oh how He fucked me that night. His cock filled my cunt over and over again as he pounded me relentlessly. I came often for Him, my pussy grasping at His cock pulling Him into me, squeezing His shaft and trying to milk His hot cum. When He elected to cum, his seed sprayed my pussy and I erupted in a tremendous orgasm as my hips rocked into him and I tried to hold his now softening cock inside me. At that moment I could not bear the thought of His cock not being inside me.

When he pulled out, I whimpered at the loss but jumped up to take Him in my mouth and suck our combined love from His cock. Oh it was sweet and delicious and when I was done I knelt next to Him, hung my head and asked.

"Is Master pleased with his slut?"

"Very much Marie. Now come to me and hold me. I want my Marie close."

I felt a warm thrill at His words and wrapped my slut body to His and enjoyed my Masters embrace.

I felt myself changed, I no longer thought of me, but of us, and of Kevin and how much I loved Him for showing me who I was, and for letting me be His. I knew I would fail my Master from time to time, but that His love for me, His slut, would always allow Him to help me overcome those failings. As I finish this chapter in our story Master has said I am to keep writing. It pleases me that He likes what I am doing, and the humiliation of having to tell all of you is His gift to me. Thank you who took the time to vote, Master read all of your words and as you can see he allows me to cum.



Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 03



(Master insists that I explain a few things to you. Seems someone feels this story is fake because it is in England and the language isn't typical. Master edits my work, and being American, he often changes the way I may have said something. Secondly, while Master regularly exposes His slut, he intentionally disguises us so we might maintain some privacy. I thank you again for convincing Master to let His slut cum.)

After that night in the Pub I could not forget all the faces staring at me all the hands grabbing and playing with my tits as Kevin's fingers filled my aching pussy. It was on my mind constantly and when Kevin noticed my distracted mind he said.

"Marie, what's the problem, you don't seem to be able to concentrate, your mind is everywhere but here."

I could not avoid this and Master would have to know so I said.

"Master, may your slut confess Sir?"

"Yes, Marie! Tell me what's got you so addled."

"Sir, I know that you expose me, show my body to others to humiliate me, to discipline me and I accept You, and will obey You always. It's just that I am fixated on that night at the Pub, cuming in front of everyone, having my tits exposed and touched, moaning and crying out 'I'm cuming' like a porn actress. I can't stop thinking about it Sir, and it makes me wet too."

"Marie, I've known for some time now that a part of you needs to be exposed. A part of you wants to be humiliated. I enjoy seeing how you hesitate then get so into it, you came hard in the Pub Marie and even harder when we got home. Are you ashamed of your needs?"

I thought about that and as I looked back over my life, the tiny bikini's I'd worn, the topless beaches I'd gone to and so much more I began to see that something inside me wanted to show my body. I didn't think I wanted to be a professional about it. No getting paid to be naked was not it, it was the unexpected, uncontrolled exposure, the humiliation of it all happening in places it would never have been expected. 

"No Master, just trying to learn from You, Sir. Your slut is making the effort to see what Master saw so easy and what this slut has denied herself."

"Well, slut it's time to run some errands, you know the dress code. Hurry now."

I hustled to our room and selected a short simple skirt and blouse, thigh highs and heels. My hair was pinned up, the way Master liked it and my glasses were on. I was back at his side in just a few minutes, my pussy dampening in anticipation of whatever was to come.

We went shopping and Master selected some clothing for me, one of which was a very short denim skirt, the skirt was so short it had a strip of denim that acted like a thong. As I tried one on I could see in the mirror that my ass cheeks were easily seen as was the thong in the crack of my ass. When Master put that skirt in the pile of purchases I felt pussy juices oozing down my thigh.

We had a quiet lunch in a café and then took our purchases home. The rest of that day and the remainder of the week were what I now took as normal. I'd work at my store and Master would join me for lunch and come fetch me home for dinner. After dinner he would usually spank me and I'd get really wet and horny as He did. Then he'd sometimes take me to bed and fuck me. Some nights he left me without satisfaction insisting on using His cock in my mouth. 

On Friday as I closed the shop for the weekend I saw Kevin had come to get me with the car, rather than walking to the shop. When I got in and he drove off, I knew we were not going home, but we were going off on some adventure he'd planned. He and I chatted about this and that but I did not ask him nor did he volunteer where we were off to. The idea of going off to some unknown destination was exciting and I'd learned enough of Master to let Him show me what He planned as it unfolded, the possibilities had me very wet and without panties, the seat was becoming quite damp and I could smell my pussy and knew that Master did too.

An hour or so outside of our town Master reached into the rear of the car and pulled a package. He handed it to me and said.

"Time to change Marie."

I pulled out a white short dress, matching thigh highs and a pair of white six inch heeled shoes. I quickly stripped my blouse, skirt, hose and shoes then pulled the new hose on before sliding into my shoes. I knew Master would expect the dress last so I took my time, allowing my naked chest to remain exposed to any who passed our car. A few horns honked but I never looked nor attempted to cover my tits. Eventually when I assumed enough time had passed I slipped the dress over my head and let it fall, covering my tits but not bothering to cover my pussy. Master exited the highway and pulled into a restaurant lot. I waited for Him to get my door, something He'd always insisted on. As I swung my legs from the car my naked pussy was exposed while I slowly stood and let the dress fall and cover me. I looked down at my body and saw that the chosen material did little to conceal the shape of my body nor was it opaque, my tits and shaved pussy would be easily seen. Nervously I let Master take my hand and lead me into the crowded eatery.

From the eyes that turned and followed us to our table and the wide eyes of the hostess as she sat us I knew the dress had let all see what a slut I was. The stickiness of my thighs told me I loved every minute.

The neckline of the dress was relatively modest showing just the top of my valley but since there were no table cloths in the place, my naked cunt was on display to the neighboring tables. We ordered and ate our meal and I did my best to hold back the orgasm building inside me. I tried hard to not squirm in my seat as we sat there oblivious to all the open stares and whispered comments from the other tables. When we'd finished and Master came and pulled my chair back for me to stand I looked down and saw the puddle of my cunt juices pooling on the vinyl seat. Leaving the restaurant a few lone men in the parking lot called out to me.

"Nice tits babe, good looking cunt too."

Where months ago I'd have been mortified at the lewd comments I was now desperately trying to hold off a massive orgasm ebbing away inside me. I slid in the car and Kevin gently closed the door and off we were, back on the highway, still heading away from home. I smiled realizing we were off for the weekend and that tonight was just a beginning not an end to my complete exposure.

We arrived in a large city a few hours from our home and checked into a nice hotel. I again felt all eyes on me as I stood behind Kevin as he checked us in. We rode the elevator to our floor in the company of another couple, older and carting their own luggage along with a disgusted look from the woman and a surprised wide-eyed gaze from her husband. When we stepped off at our floor Kevin stood in front of the slowly closing elevator doors and pulled my dress up over my head, giving the couple a quick glance at his actions before the door fully closed. I heard the woman gasp just before the door closed then we walked down the hall to our room. I hoped that someone would exit their room and see me, but all was quiet as we entered our room.

I was so wet and horny by that time that when I laid across Kevin's lap for my nightly spanking I almost came. Twenty to each cheek and I counted them each and thanked my Master each time. Kevin made me sit on the rough carpet as He removed His clothing and fed his cock into my mouth. The rough carpeting reminded me of my sore ass but the joy of His cock in my mouth eliminated those thoughts as I enjoyed the musky taste of Him as he grew hard and ready. Pulling his cock from me I sighed at the loss but let Him place me on my hands and knees in the bed.

I can't properly describe the utter joy as his cock filled my wet and ready cunt, but as he stroked his hard cock in and out of me; I worked to hold off my orgasm, wanting to give Kevin pleasure and to have Him command my release. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me as I tried to grasp His rod with my cunt and when He began to slap my red and sore ass I felt the grasp on my orgasm slipping. I buried my face in the bedspread as He pounded in and out of me, timing His thrusts to His hand slapping my ass I mewled as I fought the impending orgasm knowing it was a lost cause but not wanting to simply give up. When He bent over to me, leaving his cock fully buried inside me He said.

"Cum for me Marie, cum on my cock."

I let go and my body writhed in pleasure as His cock gave a couple of quick thrusts then He spasmed inside me, spewing his hot seed. I felt each jet splash in my pussy as I came hard. He pulled His beautiful cock from me and I swung around to enjoy our combined juices, licking Him and sucking His softening cock. It had been a long day and a long night of holding my orgasm back and He and I were soon asleep.

We breakfasted in the room to food brought to our door, and as expected I was the one who went naked to the door, accepted the trolley of food and signed the tab, all under the watchful eyes of some teenage bus boy who was unable to say a word as I ushered him out and closed the door.

As Master enjoyed a cup of coffee after we'd eaten, I enjoyed his stiff hard cock, tasting my Master and loving the feel of His cock as he firmed up inside my mouth. He then pulled me off and pushed me on my back, raising my legs and telling me to hold them to my ears, His favorite position. When His cock slammed into me I grunted at the invasion and pumped my hips back into him, enjoying the depth of His meat as he filled me. He moved fast and hard cuming and filling my cunt with his ejaculate then pulled out and brought His wet cum and pussy coated cock once again to my mouth. I did not orgasm, but I was excited and knew that this was only the beginning of the day.

After a shower, a wonderful time of cleaning one another, Kevin had me once again on the bed on my hands and knees. He went to our luggage and removed something and I heard a noise. Like a whish of air as I heard Him step towards me. Kevin said.

"Marie, it's time you felt the sting of a crop on your ass, and time to see it stripped properly like a good slut's ass should."

"Ouch. One Master. Thank you Master."

The pain was more severe than His hand but I was soon able to stop saying 'ouch' and let the crop bite into my ass cheeks. I'd counted ten on each cheek then felt Kevin's hand survey the damage, before another ten impacted on my cheeks. I was very wet from this new pain, the biting of the crop, so delicious. When He paused and once again surveyed His work I wondered if there'd be more, I was so wet and ready I think I would have cum had he struck my ass cheek once more but when I felt the crop strike directly on my open pussy, making contact with my clit, I screamed aloud at the lightning like feel of the crop as it impacted on the tender flesh of my engorged clit. I came and came hard apologizing to Master.

"Master this slut is so sorry to have let herself cum without your permission. I am a bad slut and am ashamed of my weakness."

"Enough slut, time to dress."

Kevin handed me the denim skirt and I slid it on over my very sore and red stripped ass. He then gave me a cropped top that covered but did not hide my tits, following with white pull up hose and the white six inch heels. When I'd finished dressing he took me to a mirror and pointed to my ass.

"Look slut, the stripes are on display."

I looked back at my ass and the skirt was so short that my ass cheeks stood out, red and angry stripes from the crop so visible. The white pull up hose actually made my ass look even redder. I had no time to think about it as we were on our way to the elevator. I could feel the stiff denim rubbing against the crop marks forcing me to think only of the pain and how it had turned me on, forgetting for the moment that my stripped ass was clearly visible to all as I walked passed. We walked quite a bit that morning, saw quite a bit of the city and the city saw quite a bit of me too.

Kevin took me to museums and art galleries, into large stores and small. He'd often have me bend over to retrieve an item he'd dropped making my ass stand out even more. I knew this walk was to exhibit me in the short skirt with my red-stripped ass cheeks exposed to all and I enjoyed it. Kevin stopped in a café and picked up a bag of to-go food and we found a park to sit and enjoy an impromptu picnic. We sat in the grass and Kevin had his back to a large old tree and sat with his legs splayed open, then patted the grass in front of him for me to sit. He wanted me to sit with my back to him and I did.

"Keep your legs against mine Marie."

So I too splayed my legs as we slowly ate the bag of sandwiches we'd brought. We were facing the walkway we'd entered the park on and consequently a number of other visitors soon followed that path passing us enjoying our lunch. In the short skirt with my legs splayed against Kevin's I could feel the light breeze on my pussy and knew I could not be more exposed if I were naked. As each person moved along the path and their eyes moved to that spot at the apex of my legs a shudder would overtake me and my pussy would spasm. I loved being seen. When Kevin finished his lunch he slipped his hands up under my cropped top and began to massage my breasts, pulling and tweaking my nipples, already hard and erect from my exposure. Now with His hands so obviously squeezing and toying with my tits, I found it really hard to remain detached and my hips started to rock gently back into Him. My head lay back on his shoulder my eyes closed and the touch of his fingers on my tits was delightful.

"So, is this your slut or can anyone have a taste?"

It was a female voice and I opened my eyes but could not immediately see as the sun had brightened considerably over the past few minutes. Kevin whispered in my ear.

"Answer the lady."

I was still a bit confused, one moment relaxing with my eyes closed, Kevin's hands pawing at my tits and the breezes blowing softly on my just about naked cunt and now some stranger asking that question.

"I am my Masters' slut. Master decides what to do with my body."

I could feel Kevin smile at my response and now that my eyes had cleared I saw a very pretty, but tiny brunette standing in front of us. She stood maybe five feet tall, she'd worn shorts and a t-shirt, no obvious bra covered her A cup at best breasts. She had deep blue eyes and a pretty face framed by her neck length hair. She said.

"Well Master, I've noticed that your slut's cunt is extremely wet. I think she'll soon ruin that pretty skirt you gave her."

"So miss?"

"Oh, sorry the names Charlotte but I prefer Charlie."

"Well Charlie, I'm Kevin and how do you propose to resolve this problem?"

Kevin's hands continued on my tits and my pussy was now leaking it was so wet. I listened to their conversation, talking about me as if I did not exist. They talked of me as if I was a thing and not a person and I realized that in many ways, particularly when Kevin exhibited me, I was a thing. I didn't mind, in fact I loved the freedom it gave me to enjoy the erotica of it all without the guilt.

"So I should just have my slut remove the skirt, here in the public park?"

"Well, it's not covering much and with your hands doing such a lovely job on her tits, I'm guessing your considering either fucking her here or teasing her and making her hold her orgasm for later, either way, the skirt will be ruined. If I were you I'd make her take it off."

I looked at Kevin and he nodded so I unclasped the skirt then stood and let it drop to the ground before resuming my seat against Kevin. Now my pussy was naked and Kevin's hands were back inside my shirt once again playing so nicely with my tits.

"Well Charlie, is that it? Or was there something else?"

"Kevin, do you mind another girl tasting your slut?"

"I've never asked her about that, although we do play some games, and she's been touched by others, I've not been inclined to share her. So if you wanted to use your hands, play with her a bit, maybe fingers her cunt, see if you can make her cum. I guess that would be ok."

I was on the fence myself, I did like women, have a few in my bed before but as much as we'd done, all the exposure, Kevin had not shared me. I think I would have enjoyed Charlie's tongue on my wet cunt but agreed with Kevin that her fingers would be enough. So I once again closed my eyes, enjoying both Kevin's hands on my tits and Charlie's fingers in my pussy. I assumed that Master was tolerating this intrusion by Charlie so I made little attempt to prevent my orgasm. I did not fake it or hurry it, but sensed that Master was anxious for this to be over. I came, and it was good, Charlie was very talented with her fingers, using one in my ass as I came. As she stood she looked at the two of us and said as she licked her fingers.

"Well I've had a taste anyway and it was everything I expected. Thanks Kevin for the use of your slut, if you want to give me a bit more of her I'm staying at the Hilton."

She walked off and Master said.

"I was a bit unprepared for that Marie. I'd never considered sharing you in any way, never entered my mind."

He handed me the skirt and I slipped it on, then he took my hand and we walked.

"So Marie, you've to tell me. Should I have let that woman lick you in public?"

"Sir, I am yours and if you want me to allow a woman to eat my pussy or a man to fuck me, it is your choice. I've given you my body and trust you to know what's best. So far it's been a marvelous decision on my part. I do love you Master and I love Kevin too."

I thought maybe I'd gone too far with my speech. I had no desire to be a common whore, to be fucked by whoever asked, and while Charlie felt good, I was pleased that Master did not let her lick my cunt. I guess I prayed that Master would still be Kevin and would love Marie as the Master loved his slut. Yes, I loved being naked in public and I loved being humiliated as I was in the pub and with Charlie fingering me, but I truly wanted only one cock, but I needed Master and Kevin to see that.

We walked a bit after the park, not much talking just enjoying the hustle and bustle of a Saturday in the city, folk shopping and enjoying a day off, others busy working the stores. We ended up in an adult novelty shop. Kevin and I strolled through the whole place as he showed me the different toys and sexy outfits. Handcuffs and whips dildos and false cunts. Most of it was very cheesy. Kevin made one purchase it was a remote control vibrating butt plug, and it was as fat as his own cock. He refused the bag and had me carry the toy. It was a bit humiliating to be seen carrying a butt plug through the streets and I loved Master for the thought.

Returning to our room I was surprised when Kevin just started to make love to me. It was like back when we'd met. He kissed me softly on the lips than whispered in my ear.

"No games, my sweet Marie. Just Kevin and Marie."

"Yes, I'd like that Kevin."

I felt the passion this time, not the humiliation or pain, not threat of exposure except to Kevin himself. I had forgotten how enjoyable this could be and as my hands roamed his body, stroked his ass, or tugged on his cock I built the fires of passion, the love of this man. He'd managed, easily enough to remove the scant clothing I'd worn that day and while I was naked fairly quickly, I needed to see him naked too. So I said.

"Hold off lover, I want and need to have your naked too. Now let me do my thing here."

Kevin stood still and let me take his clothing off. I used my teeth to unbutton his shirt the bite at it and pull it from him. In fact I used nothing but my teeth to strip him occasionally nipping at his bare flesh causing him to shiver at my touch. Pulling his boxers over his stiff cock was a feat for and engineer or a woman desperate for a man's cock, I was desperate and managed to have his shorts sliding down his legs and just after I took his cock into my mouth. I loved the taste of this cock, and while the action may have been similar to the Master/Slut life, the passion and desire were all renewed.




Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 03



Kevin and I fucked like young lovers on a honeymoon, his cock filling my cunt expertly, pushing into me and ramming up against my insides wit each thrust. When he came, I came and each jet of his cum sprayed inside me, I racked my hips up into him and my body shook as little pulses of electricity ran through me. I was ready to lay there for the rest of my life, with this man naked and beside me, I was content. But soon it was time to find dinner and so we showered and I was once again the Master's slut. I admit I enjoyed our lover's fuck, but whenever Kevin called me slut a charge went through me and my pussy would begin to moisten. I washed my Master and then dried and dressed him. Naked I stood and waited for Master to hand me the clothing for the night.

"Slut bend over, put your hands on the bed and stick your ass out."

I did as he commanded and soon felt a cool get coating the crack of my ass, then Master's fingers spreading it and pushing a lot of it into my asshole. Then I felt some pressure as He pushed our recently purchased butt plug into me. It wasn't a huge plug, much smaller them Master's hand which has used me there before, but it was snug and kept me constantly aware of its presence. Next he gave me a pair of black hold ups, a short black skirt and a thin nylon black blouse. As always, I was placed in front of a mirror and told to look at what others would be staring at. The skirt was so much more modest then what I'd worn that day but the top was so shear that the creamy white skin of my chest easily shown through. My hair was down tonight and after a brushing Kevin took my hand and off we went.

We didn't go far that night, just to a pub a few blocks from our hotel. It wasn't the busiest pub but did a fair business. Master and I had a table in the center of the room and other then putting the remote control to my plug on the table Master did little to further humiliate me through drinks and our meal. 

"Oh look who's here?"

I looked and saw Charlie, the girl from the park, the one whose fingers danced in my cunt earlier that day.

"Charlie, join us for a drink won't you? My slut really enjoyed your fingers today."

I smiled as the level of humiliation was growing as their voices carried the room, causing faces to turn and look at us.

"I licked them clean on the way back to my room and could think of nothing the rest of the day but of how hot and wet your slut was."

"Yes, she's got an easy trigger; here take a look at this! It's a remote control."

Charlie grinned and asked.

"Just what does it control Kevin."

"A vibrating, pulsing plug in my slut's asshole. Goon and try it, let's see how she likes it."

I low and slow throbbing started in my asshole and slowly increased as Charlie upped the action. As my body began to react to the plug now dancing in my asshole I felt my anal canal growing warm. As Charlie adjusted the speed of the plug and varied the intensity of the pulsing action my asshole heated up and almost felt like it was burning. I looked at my Master and asked.

"Master, my ass feels odd; almost as it that plug is burning me. Master I apologize for this complaint but it's just so unexpected."

I stifled a groan as Charlie interrupted my question by bringing the plug to full power. I tossed my head back as an orgasm began to form from the combined actions of the plug and the burning feeling in my anal canal. Master never answered me but took my hand and said to Charlie.

"I've got to take my slut to the loo; the range on the remote is good, so keep up the action.'

As Master walked me towards the rear of the pub where the bath were Charlie masterfully used the remote to constantly change the actions of the plug in my ass making my pending orgasm grow. When Master led me into the Gents room I stopped and held back shaking my head but Master yanked my hand and pulled me in. There was only one other man in there, standing at the urinal his cock out and peeing. He did not seem annoyed at my being there and looked curious when Master pushed me towards the other urinal in the room.

"Put your hands on the wall slut and spread your legs."

I glanced and saw the surprise on the man's face as Master voiced his commands but I responded to his words, as he required placing my hands on the wall and spreading my legs. Just spreading them changed the feelings in my ass, there was still a burning sensation but it was mixing now with my pending orgasm and all I could now think of was how good a hard cock would feel in my ass. I heard Master say.

"Move your hands lower slut and stick out your ass."

The man had stopped peeing but made no attempt to leave the room as I adjusted my hands down forcing my ass to arch back. I felt Master then take my skirt and hold it up exposing my naked backside.

"Oh man do you have her butt plugged?"

"Yes and it's gonna stay that way till my slut learns to obey me all the time."

I felt my face turning red as they discussed the toy in my naked ass. Then I heard a zipper pulling and Master moved close to me. His cock was out and hard and entering my wet pussy as I stood braced over the urinal in the Gents loo. I didn't care as his hard fat cock filled my needy cunt again and again. Master leaned into me as he drove that stiff shaft in and whispered.

"You don't sound as if your enjoying this slut, should I stop?"

"Oh god no Master don't stop. Oh Master your cock, your cock is so fucking hard and it fills me so. I please Master fuck your slut, fuck her hard."

"I heard the other man whistle and knew he was still watching me get fucked. That thought only made me hotter and I yelled out.

"Thank you Master, thank you for letting this slut accept your hard cock." 

Then I began to groan, part I show but mostly because of the way Master was fucking me, and the place I was taking it, in the loo with an audience. I moaned and groaned and my ass rocked back into him the action forcing the plug deeper in my butt hole and Charlie was still not bored with the remote because she was still moving the controls and setting my ass afire. I was so close to cuming and Master was ramming his cock faster and faster as more and more men gathered in the loo. I was oblivious to it all as I could only think of the cock plowing my cunt. When I felt Master's cock jerk and throb inside me I knew I'd soon have his cum spraying my pussy walls and I was not disappointed. Soon gush after gush of cum filled me and I let my orgasm go and wailed in satisfaction. As I felt my orgasm, and Master's cock ease back to normal I heard clapping and looked over my shoulder to see about five or six men of varying ages applauding Master and I.

The pure humiliation of that moment lives with me today, right up with the night Master and our friends masturbated me in the pub at home. Red faced and sticky theighed, Master pulled his slut through the applauding man and back to our table. Charlie looked at Kevin and he said

"She needed a good fucking and the gents was as good a place as any, don't ya think?"

I didn't need any more humiliation that night, but hearing our actions announced and seeing all the other faces now looking at me brought me to a new high and another orgasm started to form. Fortunately for me, at least I thought at the time, was that Master had elected to go, paying the tab and taking my hand. He asked Charlie to come along too and while I was not thrilled with her coming, at least we were leaving the pub. Master's cum oozed down my thighs as we walked back towards our hotel, my ass was now itching as Charlie had kept the plug going. As we came to the park Master pulled me along and back on the path we'd taken earlier that day. Now in the dark of night the park seemed empty but I still heard the sounds of voices some distance away. When we were in the park and a distance from the lights of the street Master stopped and said.

"Strip slut, take everything off. Charlie wanted to eat you earlier and now that your full I think I like the idea."

Charlie, seeing her opportunity grinned and handed the remote to Master who now shut it off. Naked now I stood and shivered waiting for my instructions.

"Like a dog, Slut get on your hands and knees and let Charlie slide her head under your cunt."

I did as he instructed and soon Charlie's tongue was lashing at my pussy and I could not help but enjoy her expert touch. While she worked at me I rocked my hips into her mouth, tying to get more and more of her hot tongue inside me. All of a sudden Master pulled the plug from my ass and the emptiness and the itching I'd felt earlier was too much and I cried out.

"Master please, my ass needs to be filled, please, Master fuck your slut's ass."

Soon the emptiness in my ass was filled with Master's cock and it felt so damn good. With Charlie's tongue making my pussy leak and Master's cock buried in my ass, I was finding it hard not to cum. Master was really ramming my ass as Charlie licked and slurped the juices and Master's cum from my recently fucked cunt. Silently I hoped for Master's permission to cum as I cried out at the pleasures I was receiving. As Charlie sucked a glob of cum from my cunt, I recalled clearly leaning over the urinal, as a crowd watched Master fuck his slut in the loo. All of this combined and I started to cum, I came hard and long as Master filled my ass and Charlie sucked my cunt clean. I almost cried when Master came in my ass, as I knew he'd be leaving it and my ass would be empty. As his cum oozed from y ass Charlie's tongue lapped that up too.

We left me cloths in the park and I walked naked between Charlie and Master, listening to the toots of car horns and the lewd cries of men and boys as I stood erect, my tits pushed in front of me, proud to be my Master's slut.

(We're back at home now and Master is in full control. I am not sure if I will be writing more or not, I have to obey Him and so far He has not mentioned a further chapter. So far he has only let that one woman, Charlie have sex with me, but He often hints at seeing me fucked by a group of men. I am His slut and would obey, but it is not something I would desire. Well until the next time, if there is one, I hope you enjoyed this story and that you got hard or wet -- Marie)



Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 04



(I'm back and standing as I type this, so I apologize for any typos. My ass was stripped by my Master's crop and my ass plugged with a fat dildo. I've gone through a time where I seem to be constantly in need of discipline. That weekend with Master when he fucked me in the gents then had Charlie join us was so wonderful I thought myself trained, but Master has been tough on me and now I must try once again to tell you what a bad slut I've been -- Marie) 

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Kevin and I returned from that weekend and everything seemed great for a week or so. I went to work most days except for those when I had someone to cover the store and Kevin required me with Him. Those mornings when I was off I began to wake Kevin by making love to His cock. I loved putting Him in my mouth and making passionate love to His cock, feeling it grow in my mouth and then throb as my actions brought on. I guess I fell in love with His cock then, and always wanted to kiss it, suck it and most of all feel it explode in my mouth. I'd become so used to the taste of Him that it became sort of a need I developed to taste Him as often as I could. I assumed He enjoyed it too as he always let me lave His cock and he never failed to fill my mouth and stomach with His hot gooey ejaculate.

Then we'd get up and spend the day together. Kevin always dressed me on those days and while I never wore panties or a bra, I was always covered. I mean the blouses were always such that my tits were obvious and the skirts short enough to make sitting a delicate issue, but I wasn't exposed all the time, only when He wanted to, when He felt that some humiliation was good for me. Like the night in our local pub when He masturbated me and let our friends play with and see my tits, He would now and again expose me to strangers. Most times it was always indirect and while I knew I was seen it never seemed to be intentional. At least not obviously intentional if you know what I mean.

Then one morning after I sucked His cock dry and was languishing on the bed enjoying the taste of His cum as I swallowed it slowly, Kevin said.

"I think it a good day for shopping Slut. Let's get on with it."

He dressed me in a simple skirt and blouse, no hose, panties or bra and a nice six-inch heel. On this shopping trip we went to a place that specialized in hand made clothing, not a cheap place at all. Kevin selected the materials and the one He chose for the blouses He elected to have made was not the typical sheer material He usually selected in my blouses. These would be made of heavier cotton almost like a men's dress shirt. I could not hear his instructions to the seamstress but they talked for a long while and Kevin often pointed to the design. Shaking her head and smiling the seamstress had Kevin sign the order and promised the blouses in a day or so. The balance of the day we wandered thru town and after lunch Kevin took me into an alley.

"Strip for me slut." We were in a fairly secluded alley bit still in the middle of the day and it was a sunny clear day. I hesitated then unzipped my skirt and unbuttoned my blouse letting both garments fall to the dirty ground. Kevin then had me bend over a trashcan while He used his belt on my ass striking my ass cheeks and listening to me count.

"One thank you Master."

He'd given me twenty lashes to each cheek and by the time he was done I was dripping pussy juice down my thighs. He stepped up behind my red swollen ass and slid his cock into my pussy. I was so wet he slid in fast and deep and I gasped at the sudden and deep insertion. Half of my mind was in heaven as His cock plowed me and the other half at the mouth of the alley waiting to be seen. Kevin sensed my distraction and pulled His cock out. As I turned to look back at Him, to apologize, he pushed His hard and pussy soaked cock into my ass. Once again I gasped as his cock split my ass apart and I felt Him put all of His cock inside my tight asshole. He's never fucked my ass outdoors and although shocked I was soon enjoying that fat cock ramming in and out of me. Just as His cock shuddered and jerked inside my ass, a woman stood at the end of the alley and stared at us. Kevin's cock exploded and I groaned aloud as I felt his hot jet of cum spray my anal passage. No sooner had He stopped cuming then he pulled his soiled cock out and spun me about and shoved it in my mouth.

Obediently I licked and sucked His cock clean swallowing the juices of my pussy and ass along with the remnants of His cum. The woman never moved, even after Master let me dress, she stood there and watched us walk from the alley. As we passed her she said.

"I see you've trained this slut well Sir. I think though that she is using you. I think she may like the humiliation and pain too much, at least the way you're doing it. In some ways she seemed in control back there. You might want to mix it up a bit, change the discipline, perhaps it's become too comfortable for your slut."

I was shocked that this small young woman made that speech but Master wasn't. He said to her.

"I've thought so for a bit now, I sense she finds ways to make me paddle her ass or expose her. You're right about that. I've already made some changes and once I have her home they will start. My names Kevin and this is my slut Marie."

"I'm Angela and my slut Paul is at work. Pleasure to meet you and if you ever want to discuss discipline with me, here is my number. She's a pretty slut, Kevin, but as you know its not the looks but the attitude that will make her the slut you want."

Off she went, Angela, who had a male slut named Paul. I could not help but be startled still about her words and about how true they sounded. I had come to love the spankings and the exposure, and in fact looked forward to them. Then thinking about what Master had said, my stomach clenched at what new disciplines he had in store for me.

Then Kevin handed me Angela's card. He said.

"Keep that slut, and if you continue to trouble me, maybe I'll have you call her and beg for a lesson."

I never wanted to see that bitch again, and I know that Master would expect me to keep the card so I would, but I would also make sure He was never so dissatisfied with me that I'd have to use it. I wanted to be with Master and no one else. I hesitated then asked.

"Master, may your slut speak?"

"What is it slut?"

"Sir, I will do anything you ask of me, you know this slut is willing and ready to give you anything. Please do not give me to another Master or Mistress. I beg you Sir."

He was quiet for a long while as we walked aimlessly about the town. Finally He said.

"Slut, I know some get pleasure from seeing their submissive fucked by others, but it gives me no pleasure to think of it. Yet, my slut, you need to be trained so I will promise you that you will not be shared, unless you need it, and it will pain me to do that to you slut."

"Thank you Sir, this slut will be obedient, Sir, very obedient."

Then He steered me into an adult novelty shop. He made me look at dildos while he spoke with the clerk and eventually bought some things he didn't want me to know about, at least not yet. Then He made me carry the bag as we walked home.

At home He took the bag from me and put it away while I made us dinner. Kevin had asked to eat in and then we'd be going out. I was excited because I knew that at some point, while we were out that He would in some way humiliate me. I've come to enjoy that as much as I hate it, like a spanking I do not enjoy the pain but I love the depth of the orgasm it gives me. So when I am exposed or humiliated, it both pains me and makes me horny. 

We ate out meal and the conversation was of nothing particular then Kevin took me to the bathroom and after I cleaned him in the shower he watched me as I washed and then shaved. He liked to watch me shave my pussy and ass, making sure I was smooth and hairless. When we were both finished I knelt in the bedroom while He dressed then selected my clothing for the night. He handed me some hose and a black garter belt that I put on then he gave me one of the new blouses He'd had made for me. It was softer then I thought it would be, even with the heavier cotton and it fit me like a glove, my breasts felt trapped when I buttoned it. The Kevin came over and unbuttoned the top few buttons and slipped His hand to my right tit and pulled on the nipple ring. I could not see what he was doing but when he stepped back I saw that He's pulled the ring through a slot in the blouse, like a buttonhole and my nipple ring now hung outside of my blouse. He did the same to my left nipple too. Then he attached a gold chain between the rings. I have to admit my pussy dripped as I realized that everyone would see me this way. Kevin then had me bend over the bed and I felt him forcing something fat into my asshole. I grunted at the pressure but once it was in, I was able to accept it. It was some sort of plug and it was not long but it was fat enough to feel. When I slipped my skirt on a few seconds later I saw that I had a tail hanging behind me and it was just long enough to show below my hem. 

When I slipped my shoes on and Kevin put me in front of the mirror I saw my beautiful nipple rings and the chain between them and when Kevin held a mirror up so I could see my backside I saw how my skirt was puffed out around my ass and that a horse hair tail hung an inch below my hem. I felt my face redden and I looked at Kevin and could see in his eyes that no pleading on my part would change his mind. I had to go out that night with my nipple rings exposed and an obvious plug in my ass with a tail hanging out. If my pussy wasn't throbbing and leaking so badly I might have refused Him, and taken my whipping. When his hand took mine and pulled me out the door and on to the street I had no time to debate an objection and I resigned myself to the humiliation this outfit would bring.

When we headed to our regular pub for a few drinks I hesitated at the door, but Master pulled me in. I knew we'd not be sitting or at least I could not see how I could with the plug and tail, but then by standing there'd be no hiding it either. It could have been a tough choice if it had been mine to make, but it wasn't. We ended up standing at the bar and I could see the faces of friends and neighbors in the back mirror, and they were all looking at my ass and smiling. 

I can't say how long we were there but at some point I had to pee, so after getting His permission I left for the loo. On the way back I saw Tina, one of my oldest and dearest friends, and yes a lover more often then not. Tina had light red hair and a beautiful smile but in truth my eyes were always drawn to her chest, no matter what she wore you could not help but see how large her breasts were. I have a 38-inch chest and I look tiny compared to her. Naked, her tits are truly magnificent and I do love to suck on them. Tina knows my love for and need for men, she has no such desires and when she and I get together we usually end up in bed. If I tell you she was the man in the relationship please don't misunderstand me, she is all woman and she is gorgeous, but it is Tina who, if this were dancing, leads. I follow like a little puppy. I do so enjoy my time with her and if it were not for my need for a hard cock and a man to hold me, I might have settled with her.

So when I saw her she stopped me and asked.

"So is that the latest man?"

She'd pointed to Kevin and I nodded.

"He parades you like a whore, showing your nipples and... is that a tail?"

I could only nod my face filled with shame that she would see me this way but then she said.

"You've always let others lead, Marie. You do look happy when I see you look at him, does he whore you out too?"

"No, He never shares me with others. He understands my need to feel this way, humiliated, and he lets me be a slut for Him."

"So he's not yet watched you with his mates, not put you out like that?"

"No!"

She watched my face and said.

"I believe you, are you happy with this guy?"

"Yes, very. I do miss you too, but Kevin has been so good to me."

"Well I miss you too, I've been thinking of you Marie, perhaps if the cats ever away?"

"Tina, I don't know. I love Kevin so much, I don't know how he'd react."

"Well Marie, he doesn't have to know. I can keep a secret too. I'll call you. Now swing that tail back and forth as you go back to your man."

She kissed me on the cheek and we hugged then I returned to Kevin. We spent a bit more time there and I felt eyes constantly on me, and my pussy ached to be filled. Maybe it was the exposure but it was also seeing Tina and recalling how she would make love with me. Just before we left the pub, Kevin reached behind me and yanked the plug from my ass and handed it to me. 

"Here, carry this home for me."

So I was forced to walk out and say our goodbyes to our friends with the butt plug clasped in my hand and the tail hanging. Earlier I didn't think I could feel any more humiliation then standing with the tail hanging from my ass, but now holding it clearly in sight for all to see as we worked our way out, I felt really humiliated. I knew my face was red and my pussy was wet as I said good night to all. By the time we were in the street I wanted Kevin to push me up against the nearest wall and fuck me, but instead He took my hand and walked me home.

He tied my hands and legs to the bed that night and then He slept in the guest room saying to me.

"I know how turned on you are slut, and I am going to let you enjoy it alone. When I am ready I will come to you and make you cum for me, but until I do?"

He left me like that and I wiggled and squirmed for a long while trying to find a way to scratch the itch but all I did was make it worse. By morning I was on the verge of tears, I needed and wanted to cum so bad. When Kevin came in with breakfast I was about to refuse the food, but I could not. I knew I had to play his game or I'd only have to wait even longer for any relief.

Kevin fed me then left me again. In addition to my pussy needing to cum I now had to pee and so wanted to brush my teeth and shower. When Kevin came in He sat on the bed and His hand went and lightly brushed my pussy. I squirmed at His touch and waited for more but instead He asked me.

"Tell me about the redhead you chatted with in the Pub, I've not seen her before."

"Sir, she's an old friend."

His hand went to my pussy and He pinched my clit hard.

"Slut, if you want to play twenty questions here, I have all the time in the world, but I suspect you might need to use the bath. So talk to me!"

I had no choice and I told Kevin everything about Tina. I told him she was a lover and how we'd slept together often. I told him about her tits and how I loved them and how much I loved how she'd eat me and fuck me with my toys. I told him how beautiful she was as a person. I told Him everything. Then He asked.

"Do you still want to sleep with her?"

"Sir, I am happy to be with you. Yes, I think about her, or didn't until I saw her last night."

He pinched my clit again and looked at me.

"Yes Sir, I would sleep with her again if you were to leave me."

"Slut, is that the truth, all of it?"

I didn't hesitate to lie.

"Yes Sir. She is in the past. I still like her but it was never love. I was always too much into cock Sir. Now that you've come into my life and everything you do to and for me have been so great."

"Well slut, I want you to know that another woman in your life would not frighten me, but a lie would be bad. So if you think you want to sleep with her all you need to do is ask me."

"Thank you Sir. I promise you I am not looking for another lover as long as you are my lover. I am happy to be your slut Sir."

Then Kevin untied me and took me to the bath. He watched me as I did my duties then joined me in the shower. When He pushed me up against the tile and smashed my tits against the hard wall He slipped His hard cock into my pussy and fucked me slowly. All the humiliation of the last night, all that time alone in bed tied an unable to scratch the itch He'd left me with came flooding out and I came so hard I thought I'd pass out. His hard cock drilled me over and over and I kept orgasming. When He pulled out and pushed that hard cock into my ass I screamed and pushed my ass back into Him. It felt so damn good, and I was cuming and cuming as He pushed into my ass deeper and deeper. When His cock exploded in my ass I collapsed in His arms and I felt nothing but the pleasure of his cock spurting in my ass.

He carried me back to bed and gently laid me down then crawled between my legs and started to lick my pussy. I arched up and fed him my cunt, I spread my legs wide, I wanted his head inside my cunt I could not have enough of Him. Oh god his tongue delved deep inside me, His nose pressed into my hard and tender clit and my body continued to be wracked by orgasm. I wanted Him to stop and I wanted Him to put His tongue deeper at the same time. When he pulled back a bit and took my clit between His teeth and bit down I screamed again as my orgasm jumped through me, harder and stronger then I've ever felt. My whole body was tired and wasted yet I squirmed and shook as he bit my clit again and again. I grabbed His head and tried to pull Him deeper into me, my hips rocked up into His face as I came continuously. I do not remember Him stopping but the next thing I knew He was next to me with His arms wrapped around me hugging me.

I floated the rest of the day so sated with Kevin, so happy. If I recalled the humiliation of the night before I can't recall. I smiled and spent a great day with my Master. I wanted for nothing that day only to be with Him and do for Him. Over the next week or so He frequently took me out in the outfit that displayed my nipple rings and occasionally He made me wear the tail too, and each time I was humiliated and horny as hell. Each time He took me after one of those days I had multiple and terrific orgasms and felt heavenly for days after.

Kevin had to go off for a day or two on some business and He asked me to stay behind. I wanted to be with Him but He insisted that this was no trip for me. I was sullen and down when He left and became so anxious for Him to come back. I was cleaning the house wanting it to be so inviting for Him when He came home. I stayed busy and counted the hours. The night before He was scheduled to return, I was finally satisfied that the house, our house was ready and I poured a glass of wine and relaxed to some music. I'd gone on line to look for a gift I could get Kevin and enjoyed a second glass before the doorbell rang.

I went to the door and Tina stood there smiling at me, it was the smile she always gave me when she wanted me. I fell into my old habits and asked her in. She refused the wine I'd offered and she took my hand instead. She pulled me close and kissed me. In an instant I recalled how passionate she was and how demanding her tongue was swirling in my mouth and I responded, pushing my own tongue into her mouth. It didn't take long to reach the bedroom and soon I was on my back naked as Tina slipped her own clothes off, making a show if it for me. I looked at her, I was hungry for her, and I wanted to suck on her tits, bite her nipples and feel her tongue between my legs. 

She felt so good as she licked and fucked my pussy with her stiff tongue. When she took my largest dildo and slid it in my ass I came a little and as she began to pump it in and out of me I came some more flooding her mouth with my juices. Her hand was forcing that fat hard plastic cock in and out of my ass, her tongue was fucking my pussy and her other hand was pulling and squeezing my tit, torturing my nipple by twisting the rings piercing them. Oh I came so hard then and Tina, my darling licked and sucked me dry. Then she moved up and sat her own pussy down on my face, her hand still ramming the cock in and out of my ass and I fed on her sweet cunt. Her free hand now played with my pussy and my clit as I lapped her pussy above me. I sucked her cunt pulling her sweet nectar and swallowing her juices.




Dear Sweet Marie Ch. 04



When she came I came again and together we enjoyed each other. Later as she lay with me I suddenly remembered Kevin and His return the next day.

"Tina, dear you can't stay the night. Kevin will be home, I can't have Him know about this."

"Marie, I know. I'll be off soon but we have time for one more!"

I nodded and watched her as she moved down and once again put her mouth on my cunt. I felt nervous this time and it took me a while to relax and enjoy what Tina can do to me. By the time she put the cock back in my ass I was so ready to cum for her, so ready. I came again and again as Tina plumbed my ass. I moved so I could taste her while she was feeding on my cunt. 

While I often tasted my own pussy on Kevin's lips, Tina's sweet nectar flooded not only my mouth but also flooded my brain as memories of many nights like this came back to me. I sucked her sweet pussy and drained that juice until we were both sore and tired. I just lay there, unable to move, as I watched Tina dress to leave.

"Tina, thank you for tonight, it was so good to be with you this way again."

"Hey, Marie any time. I know you're with your man, Kevin, but I am always here for you sweet lips. Now kiss this girl good bye and I'll sneak out before your man returns."

I stayed in bed for a while thinking on that night's doings. My ass felt well fucked and my pussy was licked clean and I enjoy the taste of Tina that filled my mouth. At some point I remembered Kevin and I knew I needed to move. I needed to shower she scent of Tina off and the damn sheets would need to be changed and laundered. I took a shower and then ran naked about the house cleaning again, making sure that all evidence of Tina was gone, the sheets washed and put away, a fresh set on the bed. I then collapsed naked on the bed and slept. The next thing I knew something had whacked my ass and then Kevin's voice.

"Sleeping in, are you slut? No work for you today?"

Another hand slapped my ass as I woke up groggy and smiled at Kevin. My Master was home. I hung me head and said.

"Master, I took the day off to be here when you came back Sir. I wanted to be available for you!"

He stared at me and smiled then said.

"Well then it's about time I started. Tell me my slut, anything happen while I was gone?"

I was amazed at how quickly I lied once again, if only I knew how these lies would come back to me.

"Sir, just you slut being so lonely without you. Slut cleaned and cleaned this house for her Master. Slut is so happy her Master has come home."

Kevin walked about the bedroom and then said.

"Ok then come with me slut. Do you need the bath first?"

I nodded and ran to the bath and did what we all do first thing in the morning, than I went to find Master. I found him in the den with some new sort of contraption in the middle of the floor. I looked like a padded hill. It was covered in red leather and was about four feet long, maybe two feet high and maybe two and a half and a half across at the bottom but rounded at the top. There were hooks in the four corners as well. Kevin motioned me to the object.

"Lay across this slut."

I did as He required and soon both my hands and feet were cuffed with leather restraints and I was unable to move but a little. My naked ass was on the middle of the hump and I knew it was perfectly placed for anything Master chose to do.

"Now my slut are you sure you've told me all of what happened while I was gone?"

Once I started to lie to Master I could not stop. I don't know who I was protecting, me or Tina, or maybe I was just a bad slut, maybe I wanted to be punished, maybe I thought He'd never know.

The Master went and brought a bag and pulled some things from it. I saw a DVD, a tube of lube, a new leather strap and a huge dildo. It was bigger then any I've ever seen. Once all the items were laid in front of my face He asked me again, and again I lied. He nodded and went and picked up the DVD and put it in the player and turned on the TV. When I saw the image on the screen I froze. It was a video of Tina and me in the bedroom, I watched in fascination as Tina stripped off her clothing, as I lay on the bed naked. I felt the first sting of the leather strap and then another and another. My ass was on fire and then He stopped. I saw his feet as he came and picked up the lube and the dildo, and I shivered at the thought of it in my pussy, it was so big and fat.

I felt the cold lube as Master applied it. As he worked it into my ass I cried at the thought of that huge thing. I could not imagine it in my cunt much less my ass. I shuddered as Master used his fingers to shove more lube in my asshole. I heard my own voice.

"Please Master. Please."

He didn't respond and I felt the tip of that monster dildo pushing into me. So much pressure on my little asshole I screamed.

"Noooooooo! Please Master I'm so sorry."

The monster dildo moved further inside me and stopped. I knew it was not completely in and I was doing what I could to take the pain. Then the leather strap bit into my ass again. I was so confused and struggling to control the pain. As I struggled with each slap of the leather on my ass I heard Master.

"Slut you've forgotten to count and thank me! Has all the training gone from you?"

"No Master. Thank you, one Master."

He's use the belt five times as I counted then push the dildo in further. I felt like my ass was ripping in half but I thanked Him for pushing it in each time. Then the leather belt would bite my ass and I would start again.

"One, thank you Master."

At five he stopped and pushed another inch or two into me.

"Thank you Master."

Then the belt, my ass cheeks were aflame and my asshole was throbbing; yet Master continued. At some point He'd managed to wedge that entire monster cock in my ass and he told me.

"Twelve inches of cock are in your ass slut, and a fat one too. Does it feel good slut?"

There was no menace in His voice; in fact I heard His love for me. I struggled now to speak, it was hard with the pain in my ass and the angry welts I felt growing on my ass cheeks.

"Yes, Master. Your slut is so ashamed of her behavior. Master I am so sorry to have lied to you."

"Slut, you should realize that I know you better then you know yourself. I knew if I went away for a night or two, you'd find your friend Tina. I told you I had no problem with you seeing her, but I asked you not to lie slut. You understand this punishment is for the lie, not the meeting with Tina."

"Yes, Master. I was ashamed to tell you about how I wanted her again. I was afraid you'd leave me, if you knew I had a need for her. I am such a stupid slut Sir."

Master came and knelt in front of me and slipped a collar about my neck. It was leather and wide and when he clasped it I found my ability to move my head was somewhat restricted. The leather collar was snug on my neck; it didn't interfere with my breathing only with the limit of how far I could nod. 

"Thank you Master."

I could not see the collar but I accepted it. I realized that Master would not have collared me if He were not to keep me. The pain in my ass was much easier now, now that I felt Master still wanted His slut. Then He put his hard cock in front of my face and he said.

"Tina will never be able to give you this slut."

"No Master! May I have your cock Sir? Will you put it in my mouth Sir? Please Sir?"

He fed me His cock and I made love to it. I sucked and licked Him. Then I felt my asshole vibrating and realized that the dildo was a vibrator as well. If served to freshen the pain of its invasion and woke my wet pussy up too. I was soon cuming as I sucked my Master's cock deep into my throat. I refused to gag and felt him fill my throat. My ass was alive as the vibrator hummed inside me. My pussy was dripping and my legs were trembling, my hips used what little room they had and lifted back up into the vibrator as if they were trying to fuck it back. I used my face to fuck Master's cock and my whole body shook with a massive orgasm, yet Master did not cum. He pulled out and moved behind me and slid his cock into my pussy. Oh god it felt wonderful and I dried out.

"Thank you Master, fuck your slut. Please Master fuck this slut hard, make this slut cum for you Master."

With each thrust into my pussy His hips pushed on the vibrator in my ass. My whole body was not sliding on the leather slick now with my own juices and as He pumped into me I felt the straps holding my ankles in place strain as my body slid forward. Then He pulled His cock out and once again His cock was in my face, but not close enough to take in my mouth. He was stroking it and I watched the little slut at the top spread open and His cum shoot out and land in my face. I tired to angle my mouth to catch some of His cum, and got just a taste, most of it covered my face.

He left me like that and then came for me. When He opened the bindings on my hands and feet He pulled me to my feet and handed me a computer. He led me to the kitchen counter and it was hard to walk with the fat cock in my ass still vibrating. In the kitchen He said.

"Now I want you to write this all down, I want to see this chapter in our lives as a story. You are to stand here till it's done. Only when I've read it and accepted it will I turn off the vibrator and remove it from your ass."

He left me and so here I stand, unable to sit, the vibrator still humming in my ass. Master came in and read a bit and nodded earlier. Just a minute ago he read all but this line and said.

"Send it to an on line erotic site slut. I want everyone to read about you and how difficult a slut you are."

So dear readers I am sending this in a few minutes. If you would I think Master wants me humiliated by you. I just want this dildo out, at least for now. I do hope Master will use it on me again. Marie the Slut.