5 comments/ 12416 views/ 6 favorites Devoured By Him Ch. 01 By: thecurioussubmissive Ch. 1: Meeting My First Master Many Thanks To Generalsmallmountain for their patience and expertise in editing this story! The day I met the man who would become my Master is a memory I will treasure forever. I hadn't really been looking for a relationship but in the way of life, one found me. It was raining and I had a flat tire. I was very independently trying to change it myself and very spectacularly failing. I was near tears when a car pulled up and a door open and shut. "Need some help?" He asked. I looked up to find Him standing there, my first thought was, "Wow He's big." I shook my head, "No, I've got it, thanks." He stood there, staring at me, and I went back to work on the lug nuts. They seemed to be welded on. Next thing I new someone was standing over me, taking the tire iron out of my hands. I scowled up at Him, irritated that He would be so pushy. The look in His eyes though, it stopped my words in my throat. I immediately stepped out of the way and watched as He loosened the tire and changed it with seemingly little effort. The view of muscles rippling beneath His t-shirt and the way the rain seemed to run off His inky black hair made my already cold nipples tighten. He finished changing the tire and I walked around the car to thank Him. He offered to follow me home, to make sure my spare tire worked properly and for some reason I wanted Him to. I had always been very independent, I didn't want anyone's help-certainly not a man. But there was something different about Him. I drove the several blocks back home and watched in the rear view mirror as I pulled into my driveway, expecting to wave as He continued on. To my surprise He pulled in behind me. I got out of my car and walked back to his. He got out and said, "I forgot something." I stood there looking into his eyes. "I forgot to ask for your number." He said. I looked into his eyes and something clicked for me. I wrapped my arms around Him and pressed my lips, my breasts, my entire body to his. He returned the kiss, his hands in my wet hair, angling my mouth on His. He took control of the kiss, slipping his tongue into my wanting mouth, driving inside it. He fucked my warm moist mouth with his tongue. Right from that moment He took possession of my body. I was grinding desperately against His erection, I couldn't get close enough. I wanted to be naked with this stranger. I wanted Him on top of me, inside me, and I didn't care what the neighbors thought. He pulled me across the driveway and onto my front porch, I dug in my bag for my keys and He took them from my shaking hands. Once we were inside He pulled my shirt off and unclasped my bra, releasing my large beautiful tits. He stopped to stare at me, the rain dripping off of my long blond hair and running down my chest. He reached out to pinch one puckered nipple and looked into my eyes as I moaned out loud. It had been so long since I'd been touched that way. His eyes smoldered for me, and I was so wet for Him. His hand ran down my flat belly to my waist before unbuttoning and unzipping my jeans. He reached inside, finding my pussy. He ran his fingers over my soft lips, sending shivers through me as He dipped his finger into my wetness. "Wet already," He said with a smile. I blushed and He smiled more. "I love responsive women," He told me as He lifted my chin. His kiss washed away my modesty and again I was clinging to Him. I felt Him shift his hand and plunge his think finger inside me. I felt his satisfied moan as be began to finger fuck my wet cunt. He kissed my neck and I thrust my hips in frustration. I wanted to feel Him inside me. Now. I told Him as much, and He laughed. "Patience, baby, it'll be worth it," He said. He pulled his fingers from my body, and I watched Him memorized as He licked them clean. He then took my hand, "Where's the bedroom?" He asked. He waited for me to finish taking off my jeans, then He followed me to my bed. Once there He pushed me back onto it. He climbed up, and pushed my knees apart. He looked at my wet snatch, licking His lips and then dove in. He thoroughly licked and sucked every part of my pussy like His life depended on it. I came twice, feeling his large warm hands pressing my thighs apart. Finally He rose off the bed. He quickly shed his damp clothes and came back to settle his hips between my open thighs. I could feel His huge hard erection against my belly. I rubbed my pussy against Him, and He palmed my tits, and kissed me. He reached down, pulling my thighs up and started to work his monster inside me. I was more than ready, so very wet, but He was so big it took a while. When I felt Him finally settle against me I closed my eyes. The feeling of fullness was almost too much. Once I had adjusted to the intrusion my hips became restless, I started grinding myself against Him. He began thrusting in and out of me, slowly and gently and then hard and fast. I was moaning and holding onto Him for dear life. The first time I came with Him inside me was amazing. He fucked me through it, and then began thrusting deeper, faster, more forcefully. He was pounding me hard when He whispered against my ear, "Cum with me, baby." With that He ran his hand down between us and began rubbing my clit. He was pounding against me roughly as we both exploded. Afterward I was feeling a little self conscious, I had made love to a man I had known for less than an hour. I rolled out of bed and grabbed my robe, unsure of what to say or do. He simply laid there, watching me. "What are you doing?" He asked. I turned to Him, not meeting his eyes. "I don't know," I said, "I don't know how to do this." I had never dated much, I'm a writer and I'm mostly content to observe life. My characters had always been my friends. He stood and walked to me. He took my hand, and said, "Well, you start by taking off this robe and coming back to bed." I let Him untie my robe and push it off my shoulders, and lead me back to bed. He pulled back the sheets and I climbed in. He climbed in after me and wrapped His large arms around me. At some point we took a shower together and I made us omelets we ate naked in my kitchen, other than that we spent the night in bed. After He left the next morning I cried. Somehow in a few hours I had become abnormally attached to this man. We dated for several weeks, we were mostly inseparable. I was so happy, He seemed to understand me and I felt so safe with Him. We were sitting in the living room one night after dinner, drinking the last of our wine when He looked at me. He asked me, "Have you ever felt submissive in any of your other relationships?" I was shocked, unsure how to respond. I hadn't. I told Him, "No." He seemed a little nervous for the first time since I had known Him. I'm sure now that He was afraid I would run screaming. I also know that I would have never done that. He was already my life. He took my hand and we talked more about it. I learned that He had been in previous relationships in which He had dominated his partner. I was scared but also intrigued. It wasn't so much that I was afraid to submit to Him but I was afraid of disappointing Him. He wanted me to take some time to think it over. He was very patient in answering all my questions and didn't pressure me. He wanted me to give myself to Him. And eventually, I did. That day He gave me a list of requirements and one of preparations I would need to preform when requested. I would be expected to be available for His pleasure whenever He wanted me, I would need to start waxing my legs and pussy, and I would need to train to become his sexual slave. He took me to my first waxing appointment and instructed the waxer to remove all the hair on my pussy, asshole and legs. Then He took me home and fucked me silly. He was so turned on by my complying to his demands and taking the pain of the wax bravely. I was turned on by his pleasure. That day I had my first official play session. I prepared myself, making up my face to his slutty specifications, applying the makeup He had purchased for me. The heavily applied dark eye makeup and bright blush made me look like a prostitute, and the red "fuck me" lipstick made my lips pout. I found Him waiting for me in the bedroom laying out our new toys. He was lining them up on our dresser, He had already explained them to me as well as how I would be expected to behave. He saw me walk in and that I was feeling shy. He walked over, took my hands and lifted my chin. He kissed me tenderly on the forehead and whispered, "Trust me." I looked up at Him and seeing his warm eyes I nodded. I was ready to begin. He took charge of me then. He opened my robe, pulling it off of me. He used the belt from it to tie my hands behind me, then turned me around. He ran a finger over my lips and smiled. "Very nice shade of red, I bet it would look great around my cock." With that He pulled me to the bed and sat, pushing me to my knees. He held his cock in his hand while pushing my head onto it. "I want you to learn to deep throat, My pet." He said. I wanted to please Him so badly, and I tried to take Him in deeply. I just couldn't, every time I gagged I pulled up. Eventually He must have become frustrated because He pushed my face into his crotch, not letting my head go when I gagged. Unable to breath, I panicked a little, I choked and my eyes watered. I was near tears when He let me up. He pulled me to Him and kissed my face, wiping away tears and smeared makeup. When I had calmed some He asked me if I wanted to try again. I answered by dropping my face to his cock and sucking Him in, feeling his large hand fist into my hair, forcing me down, and then up and back. He fucked my throat raw but I gagged less and less as time went on. Finally He pulled my face up and bent me over the bed. He rubbed his cock against my asshole and I whimpered. "Oh yes, you're still a virgin there," He said with a chuckle, "aren't you?" "Don't worry my pet, I won't take your cherry tonight." With that He plunged into my wet pussy, it slurped hungerly as He thrust in and out. He pounded away and reminded me, "Don't cum until I tell you to." I concentrated, telling myself not to cum, desperately trying to hold onto my control. He thrust into me one last time, and I felt His cock coat my insides with cum. He pulled my hair and told me to cum, I was more than happy to comply. My pussy tightened onto his cock, milking out the last of His cum as my orgasm rocked both of us. Devoured By Him Ch. 02 Ch. 2: A Night of Play Many Thanks To MrTrek and Generalsmallmountain for their patience and expertise in editing this story! I was kneeling on the floor as He sat in a chair, I was naked, gagged and my hands were bound behind my back, breasts aching and thrust forward from being tightly wrapped in rope, my nipples aching from the weighted clamps hanging on them. He was fully dressed, watching the evening news and I sat with my head in His lap fighting the urge to squirm. My mind wandered, thinking of earlier that day, when I received a text from Master: "Prepare yourself for my pleasure, pet." When we began our relationship I was not familiar with the D/s lifestyle. We had been dating for a few months when He brought up the subject of dominance and submission. He asked me if I ever felt submissive in any of my past relationships. I never had. He held my hands in His and told me about what he had observed; that I seemed to be naturally submissive to Him and had many of the traits He had been looking for in a submissive. Once I thought about it I realized He was right, even in everyday life I did submit to His desires. I was perfectly content to follow His lead and I had never even noticed. In the days following we discussed the lifestyle quite a lot. I had questions and He patiently answered each one. He shared stories of His past experiences and I was very intrigued. I took my time and after days of internal debate I approached Him with my decision. Without any reservations I gave myself to Him, to be used, loved and owned by the man I loved with every part of myself. That night my Master presented me with a list of preparations I would be required to perform when He requested them and it was that same list that I used to prepare myself for tonight. I like to take hot bubble baths, the water helps me relax. I'm still in the training phase of my submission so my nerves and the anticipation of how He will be testing my limits in our upcoming play date causes me to feel both eager and apprehensive. As I soaked in the water I ran a hand down my large natural breasts and flat stomach, I enjoyed the lush curves of my body. I scrubbed my smoothly waxed pussy and asshole clean, doing a thorough job but careful not to excite myself too much, Master doesn't permit me to pleasure myself except in His presence. Then after I dried off I rubbed scented lotion over my entire body, imagining His hands running over my soft skin. Master loves my long curly blond hair, I left it hanging down my back just the way He likes. Master likes to fist His hands in it when I'm swallowing his cock. He likes to see me standing naked before Him but for the golden hair cascading over my shoulders and onto my breasts. I dressed in my Master's favorite black silk robe, the short one that leaves my ass nearly exposed. I relished the cool feeling of the cloth causing my nipples to tighten and my pussy to moisten in anticipation of Him removing it. I checked that His dinner was keeping warm in the oven and then sat to apply my makeup. I heavily apply kohl black eyeliner and mascara, bringing out my light blue eyes, I slutted up my face as much as possible, deep red lipstick and lots of smoky gray eyeshadow and dark pink blush. I look in the mirror and barely recognize the saucy slut staring back at me with her fuck me eyes and pouty red lips. I can feel my snatch leaking onto my thighs as I think to myself: "Master will be so pleased with His pet tonight." Then opening the top my robe I apply rouge to my large nipples and aureole, coloring them a deep, indecent shade of pink. Master and I are both turned on by my large breasts and He likes me to color the tips so that they stand out shockingly, against my otherwise pale and creamy flesh, making me look vulgar and wonton. When Master arrived home, I met Him at the door still dressed in only my robe. Following Him to the table, after a sweet kiss on the forehead from my owner, I served Him dinner and sat with Him too. As usual He was in complete control of Himself, no comment or outward notice of my appearance slipped from those beautiful lips. He loves to keep me in suspense. I was dying to know whether He approved of my preparations. While He ate and told me about His day I pushed food around my plate and tried to listen while fighting the urge to squirm against the hard, smooth, and now damp wood of the chair under me where my robe had ridden up. I knew with some embarrassment that I would be cleaning the juices that were leaking out of my snatch off the seat of that chair in the morning. Once He finished eating and I had loaded the dishwasher I met Him in the living room. He sat in his favorite chair, and I stood before Him with my head bent. "Open your robe and show me my pet," he said. I opened the robe and let it fall to the floor. I stood before Him naked, my smooth pussy lips glistened slightly from the excitement and my pert darkened nipples stood out against my pale breasts brightly. He smiled at me, "Very nice, you've pleased your Master, pet." My knees were weak and my pussy gushed from His praise. He rose from the chair, picking up the box of toys He'd brought out from the bedroom. Rope bound my breasts tightly, bringing my hands together to bind them behind me, and gagging me when I whimpered at the tight metal clamps He applied to my nipples. "Shall we watch some TV before bed, baby?" He asked. He sat in his chair and motioned me to the floor in front of Him. I knelt there and He pressed my head into His lap. I could feel Him pat me gently, He stroked my shoulders and the sensitive area of my neck near my ear. We sat like this, with my cunt leaking onto the floor for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, He stood, pulling me by my hair and pointed me toward the bedroom. I crawled behind Him as he walked in. He stood before me, still fully dressed, and looked down at His willing submissive. Though I looked intently at the carpet before me, I could feel His intense gaze and the power of it turned the nipples on my out-thrust breasts into rock hard pebbles. The pain of the clamps was exquisite. Finally He reached down and flicked my left nipple. I cried out in pain, and pulled away, breaking my pose. I knew what was coming but the shock of the pain as He slapped first one and then the other of my breasts still took me by surprise. His amused chuckle shamed me. I want to be the perfect slave, I want to take His punishments without any visible reaction but I am still training. He paused to allow me to regain my pose, then with lightning quickness, He fired several more swats with His hand to each of my breasts. They turned a lovely shade of reddish purple. I smiled inside, imagining the marks that His handiwork will leave for tomorrow. He pulled me towards the bed, helping me up onto its edge. I was face down with my feet still on the floor. I felt the cool silk of my favorite blindfold covering my eyes, and then I heard Him unbuckling His belt. I shuddered with anticipation as He ran His hand over my ass, pushing my legs apart then drawing back He began to land stinging blows to my pale white ass cheeks. I tried to maintain control as my ass was marked with His belt. Every bite it took made me to writhe in pain, I struggled against my bonds but to no avail. As Master had reminded me before: this was my place. And though my body struggled against the pain, my heart and soul absorbed His powerful domination like dry desert ground absorbs rain. I simply needed it. I craved pleasing Him, only Him, whatever he required. He continued to abuse my ass until I was exhausted, drool leaking from my lips, tears running down my face, unable to react. He dropped the belt. I heard it hit the floor and I began to relax. He spread my legs further, and I sighed against my gag. He will fuck me now, I am sure of it. But, no, my punishment isn't over. I felt something rub against my pussy lips, I later realized it was a plastic comb, and suddenly He started spanking my pussy, holding me down with His other hand on my back. This new pain restarted my struggle, and I writhed beneath His hand as much as my bondage would allow. Finally He finished. He started to caress my butt cheeks, spreading them, enjoying the warmth He created and the view of my red pussy and ass. I moaned against my gag, dying for Him to touch my dripping snatch. I remained still though, letting Him explore my body, not wanting to inspire another round of punishment. He let His fingers wander down, eventually entering my slick hole with several of His fingers, jamming them inside my heated, wet and accepting pussy. He leaned over me, putting His soaking wet hand in my face, pressing it against my lips. I sucked them into my mouth excitedly and cleaned them of my juices. He patted my head, and kissed my neck while whispering, "Very good my pet, very good girl." He stood up and untied my hands, commanding me: "Brace yourself and lift your ass up to me." I felt one hand fist in my hair, pulling my head up, with the other he lined up his rock hard cock and shoved it inside me with one smooth thrust. I cried out into my gag at the sudden intrusion, not to mention feeling Him slam against my poor abused ass. I felt Him grasp my hips. He dug his fingers into my flesh as He thrust into me, pounding away. The pleasure/pain was almost too much to bear, my heart was thundering in my ears and I could hear his cock slurping in and out of my sloppy hole. He pulled out of me with a grunt of satisfaction. I felt Him pull me off the bed. Unbuckling the gag and pulling off my blindfold he stood before me, fisting his hard cock and told me: "Suck your Master's cock, My pet!" I took Him in my mouth and tasted the sweetness of my pussy along with the saltiness of his precum. I savored that taste as I felt His hands pulling my face onto Him. I gagged as He forced His huge, hard cock down my throat. I could feel His eyes on me as He thrust several times into my throat, working past my gag reflex. Finally He pulled me up to face Him. He kissed me deeply and looked into my eyes. "Want to cum, baby?" I shuddered and nodded, loving the intense look in His eyes. He wants to devour me, and I want to be devoured by Him. He pushed me back onto the bed, and spread my legs wide, propping them onto His shoulders. He entered me, and began another punishing rhythm. My body was throbbing with the need to cum. I felt His hand reaching down between us, He began stroking my clit. My nerves went crazy with feeling, but I held my orgasm back, and waited for His command. I felt His hard cock pulse inside me and release a load of hot sticky cum into my waiting snatch. He looked down at me, and between gritted teeth He finally granted my most burning desire, He said "Cum baby, cum on your Master's cock." I gave into all the sensations assaulting me and closed my eyes tightly as I gave in to His command and the most intense orgasm I had ever had. In the moments after, he cleaned my abused pussy with a warm cloth, unbound my breasts and rubbed feeling back into my nipples. He held me and told me how much my submission had pleased Him. I glowed with the praise. I felt so cherished, so loved. I thanked Him for using His submissive and He smiled down at me, kissing my forehead tenderly. Then He climbed into bed and I curled up beside Him, feeling totally cared for, sated and relaxed. Drifting off to sleep in His strong arms, my only thought was: "I am lucky to be His."