2 comments/ 27894 views/ 1 favorites Enslave Your Slut Ch. 01 By: mink_kitty46 I am 42, President and CEO for the company that I am employed by, well built and sexually frustrated. I am the one that everyone looks to for control and being in charge of everything. Unfortunately this has carried over into the bedroom for my whole life. I have always dreamed of a man with power over me but I had resigned myself to the fact that he does not exist, at least not for me. I was soon to find out that I was so very wrong. In fact, he was far beyond any fantasies I had thought of but dared not share with anyone. The employees are paid, on average, 15% more than others in the same field in this area. They have been complaining about wanting a retirement plan which I had kept a stiff NO on, telling them to budget better. After two years of nagging, I finally gave in and asked one of our wealthier clients his thoughts about which way to go. He gave me the name of a Broker/Financial Planner that had done extremely well for him. He gave me his name and said that he would call to let him know I would be contacting him. Although hesitant, I phoned three days later and he told me that he had been expecting my call. I did not expect what I was hearing over the phone and how it affected me. He had a deep voice, sexy with a self-assurance that only few men possess. I felt my nipples becoming erect and began rubbing them and lightly pinching them the more that he spoke. He told me all that I had to prepare for his next call in one week. I wish he had told me to prepare myself for him. One week and the secretary transferred the call to me and telling me it was him. My breathing became deeper, my nipples were getting erect and I could not wait to hear him again, but of course I would not let him know. I picked up the phone and asked what I could do for him. As he was telling me the paperwork that needed to be done before he came here in person, my pussy was becoming hot and wet. His voice intoxicates me. I could not help but wonder how exquisite he would be in person. I would find out in just six more days. I hung up the phone and could not help myself. I had to rub my pussy, still hearing his voice in my head, driving me crazy and then I orgasmed. I can count on one hand the number of orgasms I have experienced in my whole life. I was soon to find out that multiple orgasms really do exist. Without my being aware, my sexual enslavement to this man had begun. The day finally arrived for his appointment. I was talking with the receptionist and a few other employees at her desk when I heard that sexy voice. I whipped around, not too obvious, to see what was attached. His hair was salt and pepper, beard, mustache, brown piercing eyes, tall and well built, but most of all his mouth was incredible. I wanted to throw myself on him and feel his lips against mine, all the while my pussy is getting wet and my nipples are so erect they show through my blouse without difficulty. He was wearing a suit devoid of the coat, but a tie that I would love for him to tie me up with and ravage me. He was everything I had ever dreamed of in a man. Even his teeth were perfect. I know because when he announced who he was, I replied over my receptionist, "I bet you are." He laughed, the sound was melodious and I wanted to devour him even more. I had to keep my composure. I did not know if he felt anything I felt and if so, to the extent that I was fantasizing about him. We proceeded to a meeting room, my pussy becoming more saturated with every passing moment. I wanted him to throw me down and ravage my body, but instead sexual innuendoes were bantered back and forth. I could not wait to see him again but I also needed to know if he felt the same way. It was not long after that he phoned, and after the business was taken care of, told me that he wanted me too. He made a follow up appointment to finish up paperwork. I found myself thinking about pleasing him any way I could. My desire was overwhelming and I thought about sucking his cock and looking up to him for approval. Until now, I have never liked oral sex on or by me. Things are different with him and he would take me deeper under his spell. He arrived, finished business with the employees and then we retreated to my office and closed the door. In one swift motion he was there, pulling me hard into him, pressing my ass against him so that I could feel his hard cock against my pussy. He held my hands behind my back and began kissing me with such force I could not breathe, I was too excited. He released me and then before I knew what had happened, he spun me around and began kissing my neck. I slightly stumbled but his strong arms kept me upright. His hands were all over me, pinching my nipples then feeling my pussy. He could tell through my clothing that I was already wet and I knew he liked it by the way he moaned. It was so deep and guttural. Then he just stopped, leaving me hanging, wanting him to finish what he had started. I was panting and could not concentrate. Why did you stop? He smiled and said that business had to be finished first, before play. I could not believe how turned on I was by his commanding force that I could not resist. He finally set his pen down, took off his glasses, stood me up and kissed me. My tongue was licking his as I imagined his cock in my mouth. Then in a flash, he twirled me around with my back to him, ripped my pants down and bent me over my desk. I was dripping down my thighs and thinking how wet my pussy had become and wondering what would happen next. I heard a zipper and felt his cock catch some of the wetness running down my thigh. He followed it up to my waiting pussy and then he thrust himself into me. I released a cry as the pain and pleasure were intermingled. I only thought for a moment about the people outside of my office that might hear, and then I only knew that my Master was fucking me and nothing else mattered. He kept ramming my pussy, making it his with every stroke, again and again, harder and harder. I was moaning in ecstasy and choking back screams. His cock was bigger than I have been accustomed to using. Now his cock was using my pussy and I loved every moment. Hurt me, make me cum, the pain is worth the pleasure, in fact, the pain is the pleasure. He reached up and began pinching my nipples, somehow he knew that I was going to cum and he intensified it so that I cried out at the overwhelming delight I was experiencing. Someone knocked to see if I was ok. I told them I was and remained leaning over my desk, spent and reeling. He pulled out and then turned me to face him. He grabbed me by my hair and began kissing me hard, sending jolts through my body. He pulled his face away and said, "Suck me." His power was growing stronger, he was truly my Master and I was not even aware. I dutifully obeyed his command without question. My nipples so erect they hurt and my pussy was still spasming from my orgasm and preparing for another. I knelt down and could not wait to take him in my mouth and please him. I have never sucked a man before and was afraid that I would not please him. He began that deep guttural moan, so I looked up at him as if to ask, "Am I doing it alright?" He seemed to know what I was thinking and nodded yes. I could not take much of him yet, as I did not want to gag and disappoint my Master. I began licking up and down his shaft with long strokes, kisses and short flicks with my tongue on the head of his cock. His body jolted as I did this which excited me so that I wanted to cum again. I began sucking him faster trying to make him cum with me. All of a sudden he grabbed my shoulder and jerked me up to him. He looked at me with disapproval and I wanted to die, he then told me to, "Look at it!" I looked at his cock and saw the abrasion my teeth had made. I told him I was sorry. He told me to be careful so that I did not disappoint him again. He then pushed me back down and told me to finish sucking him off. I was more careful so as not to hurt my Master again. I could feel his cock getting even larger in mouth as his pre cum coated his head. He moaned and began to cum in mouth. It tasted so good and I swallowed him without thinking twice. I wanted him all through me. I started to suck the head of his cock to get every last drop. He verbally scolded me and told me that he was too sensitive for that right now. I will not forget, I will promise to always please you no matter what you may ask of me. He then told me to lick him clean. I did so and remained on my knees, looking up at him and loving every minute of his cock in my mouth. He pulled me up and kissed my mouth, more tenderly than before but still I knew he was the Master and I the slave. My pants were still down and he began to feel my pussy and then brought his fingers up to his mouth and licked them. I began to breathe heavier as he watched my reaction to this and then rubbed my pussy again and placed his fingers in my mouth and I sucked them with delight. He smiled his approval and told me to cum for him now while his fingers were fucking my pussy. Again, he began pinching my nipple with his free hand, sending electric jolts to my clit and making me orgasm for what seemed an eternity. He then pulled me close to him and gently caressed my face with his kisses, brushing my hair back out of my eyes. I finally recovered and began to pull my pants up and he grabbed me and sat me back on my desk. He spread my legs and looked at my pussy, making it wet all over again. He then leaned forward and licked the length of my slit and teased my clit with his tongue. I pleaded with him to fuck me, but instead he kissed me goodbye and said that he would call me later. I am his slave and he my Master and I will be continually proving my devotion time and time again to him. He called and my next enslavement session began... Enslave Your Slut Ch. 02 I realize now that part of my enslavement has always been within me, waiting for the right person to be my Master and release me from within the confines that society had placed. I have searched for 42 years to find my Master, the one to unlock my inner most fantasies. Master had been searching for 46 years until he found the perfect slut slave for himself. Part of my transition into becoming his, is how he penetrates my thoughts, body and soul. I feel his power, control and passion. I, in turn, love him with every fiber of my being, living to please him and gain his approval. I do not have to be in charge now and I am grateful to him. I crave his touch, control and love. I can feel him with me everywhere I go, smell his sensuousness and hear his intoxicating voice. My senses are heightened when I am alone and I long to hear from my Master, to know what I am to do to please him. Command me, I am yours. He did not call me, so I will go home now since it is so late. I do not even remember the drive home. I only remember thinking of him controlling me sexually in my office and the hunger that I now have for him. I began to rub myself, making me hot and finally reaching the brink and orgasming. I am now in my drive and backing into the garage. I close the garage door and enter my home. I then take the dogs out and feed them when I am back inside. I need to shower and so I head for my bedroom. I look at my bed, so large and empty and imagine him with me, pleasuring him which also pleasures me. I place my heels in the closet where they belong and enter the bathroom. I stand looking at myself in the mirror thinking about what he sees when he looks at me. I am 5' 8", slim, tan, dark blonde hair, green eyes and fairly well endowed. I work out daily at least two hours to keep in shape and work off the junk food that I cannot resist. I begin to touch my neck and then unbutton my blouse, it falls open and I begin to rub my breasts just over my bra. I arch my back and the blouse floats to the floor behind me. I reach behind and unzip my skirt and it falls around my ankles, leaving only my lace garter belt and stockings. I never wear panties under a dress, it makes me feel so slutty and sexy all at once. I step out and look at myself again. I remove my bra to release my breasts, and lightly rub my fingers over them and down to my exposed pussy. I think of his hands touching me and I begin to pinch my nipples just as he did when I was about to cum. I am so aroused and I can feel him touching me as I close my eyes and then slide a finger in myself and then rub my clit. Oh god, I want him to fuck me now. I begin to slide in and out of my pussy faster and harder while still pinching my nipple. My breathing is hurried and I finally cum yet again. I really need to take my shower so that I may get to bed. I remove my garter belt and stockings and turn on the water. I step in and the water is warm, almost hot, caressing my skin, trickling down over my body dancing off of my nipples. I imagine his hot kisses all over my body, his touch and most of all his essence is all around me. He is devouring me and I am going willingly. I begin to wash myself, my hands rubbing all over my body, pretending they are his, taking control and exploring me. I imagine his hand on my pussy, sliding his fingers in and out, fucking me. I want his cock in my mouth, to swallow a part of him to be inside of me, owning me even more. I open my mouth and let the water spray in and I swallow it, over taken with the thought of him in me. I cum with my fingers in my pussy, my body spasming, wanting more. I must feel him again, I am not complete without him. I wrap a towel around myself and step out of the shower after turning off the water. He is over powering my thoughts. I need him, he is everything to me. The phone rings and it is with great trepidation that I answer it, I do not want to be disappointed, "hello?" "Hello, gorgeous", it is my Master. He makes me feel so special even if he tells me something that I have been told before, it is like the first time when it comes across those scrumptious lips. He asks me what I was doing so I tell him. He inquires as to whether or not I had cum. I wanted to lie so that I did not appear to be a bad girl, but I cannot lie to him and so tell him that I have several times while thinking about him. He replies with, "Did I give you permission to cum?" A quiver runs through my body. That sexy voice and his control over me, it is almost too much to endure, I am beginning to be aroused all over again. I would have laughed at these words coming out of anyone else's mouth, but not his. He asks if I am tired, to which I reply affirmatively. He then commands, "You will cum again for Me, now, and I will listen to you as you do, calling out for me to fuck you. Start stroking your breasts gently." I follow his command and begin feeling my pussy getting hot. "Now, pinch your nipples, hard. I want to hear your pain and pleasure." I obey him without question, he knows what is best for me. I pinch my nipples feeling the pain and the pleasure as jolts of excitement shoot down to my clit. My pussy is so wet now. My breathing is deeper but erratic. I plead for him to let me cum. Master tells me, "No! You will learn to obey and you will begin now. Take one hand and feel your pussy. Is it wet?" I confirm this with a quick yeah as I am panting and moaning, "Please let me cum. I am ready." Again my Master replies with a sharp, "No! Now insert a finger into your pussy and then rub it around your clit. I want you really ready." Again I do as commanded but still plead with him to let me cum. I am becoming his slave more with every command, wanting to please him and prove my devotion. Master asks me if I want to cum? I tell him that I do between gasps of air to help relieve my hunger. Master then tells me "You will not cum again without my permission." I tell him no, never. I will do as you say. Then I plead with him, please may I cum, please. Master finally releases me and commands me, "Alright then, cum NOW." I try to thank him for my release but the words are lost in my moans and the intense emotions washing over me from this man who is so strong and commanding. Yet at the same time, I always feel safe with him. I know that he will never let me be hurt by anything or anyone, only by him and it will be because I did not obey. I am so spent and although I could not have him physically, I had him with me just by hearing that masculine voice. He then instructed me not to cum again until he gave me permission and that I was now to get to sleep. He would be calling me tomorrow and he did not want to be disappointed in me. He will not and I cannot believe how much more under his spell I would become by his next call. Enslave Your Slut Ch. 03 The phone rang and I could not pick it up fast enough. It was him. He told me to arrange time off the first part of February and I was to meet him at the Don Cesar Hotel in St. Petersburg Beach. Did he actually order me? Even more absurd is the fact that all I could say was to affirm the fact I would do so and without question. My whole body was tingling with excitement and the possibility that I would finally be able to let loose the darker side of my sexuality. He told me he would call to let me know the particulars. He would be attending seminars sponsored by his company and so I would be alone part of the time. He called and told me to be there at 14:00. I asked what type of clothing to bring and he replied, "Casual," he then informed me he would be inspecting my choices of clothing. I felt very nervous but aroused. The time came to pack for the week. What should I bring? Some things were obvious. I only wear thigh highs or stockings with a garter belt, thong panties, or none at all if I am wearing a dress or a skirt. There is something very arousing about knowing my pussy is so open and available. I tried to have something for every possible situation; red form fitting dress, black seamed stockings, off one shoulder top, everything I could think of. The drive took almost two hours. My excitement was overwhelming. It was now 14:00 and my cell phone rang. He was calling to find out how far away I was since the appointed time had arrived. I told him I just entered the hotel parking lot. He said he saw me and to park over by him. I had chosen my sage green ensemble, complete with a duster and gold jewelry with burnt orange accents, along with three inch heels of gold brocade. I looked up and there he was, right at my door. I fumbled for the handle to open the door. He reached in, wrapped his arms around my waist and forced me to him. My god, how over powering this was! I just melted into him, my mouth hard against his, his hips pressing into me, his cock hard and urgently pressing against me. My pussy moistened yet again. He checked us in as I stood by just mesmerized by everything about him. I watched his mouth move and it was all I could do not to throw myself on him and kiss him savagely. We were taken up to our room and he informed them that it would not be acceptable since it had two full sized beds. We desired a king. The only king sized beds were in rooms with a lesser view. He said the bed was much more important so they escorted us to another room. He tipped the bellboy and led him out the door. He closed the door and walked to the bed and sat down. I reached for him and was going to kiss him but he grasped my hands and stopped me. He looked seriously at me and told me to undress. He uttered just the one word, "undress." I have never been told this so I laughed nervously and tried to kiss him again. He pulled my hands behind my back and smacked my ass with the palm of his free hand. He was not joking. Again he commanded me, "undress... for me." I did as I was told, apprehensively, but with complete arousal. I kept my eyes locked onto His as I slowly removed all of my clothing down to my thigh highs. He sat there looking me over like some object he was inspecting for purchase. I felt somewhat degraded but as my pussy and nipples would reveal, I was very turned on by his demeanor. He turned me around and then grabbed my breasts, fondling them first gently, and then pinching my nipples. I instantly gasped and moaned. He pulled me closer and He licked my nipples as He groped my pussy and smiled. He told me that I let Him know that He was my Master and that i was His slut slave, my body was now His and He would use it any way He desired. He excited me so much that juice actually ran down my tanned thighs. He stood and forced me over to the window. The curtains were wide open. He instructed me to stand as close to the window as I could so the people below us could see me in all my glory. I obeyed Him and became even more aroused seeing people in the distance, knowing they might look over at any time and see my nude frame in the window. He remained fully clothed and approached me from behind. He reached around me and again began toying with my nipples. My hips began to move involuntarily in accordance with the intensity of his nipple play. I desperately wanted to feel him inside me so I began to turn around intending to beg Him to fuck me. Oddly enough, I knew this was wrong even before I did it but I tried to turn anyway. He forced me against the window, pinning my arms above my head against the window pane. My breasts were pressed flat against the glass as he pressed against me from behind. The heat from the afternoon sun was burning into my breasts. My nipples ached from being so erect. Suddenly, he was finger fucking my pussy and i wanted Him to finish me with His cock. The feeling was overwhelming and i realized that i was pushing myself back towards Him, offering myself to Him. The intensity of arousal was overwhelming and my eyes remained shut, drinking in this new found sexuality that was about to explode. He told me to open my eyes and look outside. Immediately i tried to push away from the window as i witnessed several people outside looking up at me. As embarrassed as i was, i was also turned on by my own exhibitionism and the fact that He was forcing me harder against the window and whispering in my ear what a slut i was and how much i enjoyed others watching me get fucked. This turned me on immensely and my pussy was drenched and aching for Him to fuck me. He brought his fingers up to my mouth and i began sucking myself from His fingers and being watched from below. He then began kissing my neck and pressing Himself against me and pressing my body against the window. He asked me if i wanted to cum which i could barely get out an audible yes. He told me that I had to beg Him, so i began to concentrate and finally got out a breathy, "Please Master, may i cum?" He stopped and spun me around so that i was sideways to the window and bent me over a chair with my breasts hanging free. Then i heard his pants unzipping and then the pain and pleasure wash over me as He rammed His cock in my pussy. A scream left my lips and then moaning and panting as he kept ramming my pussy harder and harder with my breasts being the only obvious sign to those outside just how hard He was using my pussy. Again i begged Him to cum. He replied by pulling my head back by my hair and calling me His slut and releasing guttural grunts which made me even wetter. Finally, He pulled back harder and told me to cum NOW. The release of my cum was with His release as well. It was more than i had ever fantasized about and it seemed that i would orgasm for an eternity. Completely exhausted, i began to come down off of this sexual high and relax when He told me that i was not finished entertaining our friends below. He turned me towards Him and instructed me to clean His cock. The taste was like nothing i have known and it aroused me. He felt good in my mouth and then i felt his hands on my arms. He pulled me to him, kissed me and then closed the curtains. He is my Master and i am His slave. All is right with the world. Enslave Your Slut Ch. 04 Master informed me that He would begin my training now so that i would learn how to pleasure Him or be punished if i did not perform as expected. He instructed me to remain naked and on the bed while He was gone to his seminar. Standing there like an idiot, i did not move fast enough, in fact not at all. The next thing i knew was His hand landing on my ass. The sting brought tears to my eyes and then He told me again to undress. Quickly, i removed all of my clothes and sat on the bed. He grabbed hold of my upper arms and pulled me to Him, kissing me deeply. Then He walked over to the closet and pulled out a bag i did not remember seeing before now. He removed something and walked back over to me and instructed me to lay spread eagle on the bed which i did without hesitation. The thought of my ass being spanked again did not thrill me so of course i complied. The next thing i knew my right wrist was tied to the headboard. i started to fight this but the pain to my ass from His hand, quickly stopped all resistance. He then tied my left wrist to the headboard and finally both ankles tied to the rollers under the bed leaving my pussy wide open to the world. He then stood up and just stared at me, making me wet as He looked over His property. He bent down and began licking my right nipple and rubbing my clit at the same time. Why couldn't He just fuck me now? i wanted Him to use me and make me cum. He then instructed me that i was not to cum while He was gone and that He would know. Also, He had given explicit instructions to the staff as to how the "room" was to be cleaned. This frightened me by the inflection in His voice and the glint in His eyes. Then He was gone. i lay there wondering what was to happen to me while He was gone and slowly drifted off to sleep. i felt something wet between my legs which woke me from my sleep. There was a man in a uniform licking my pussy while two people watched. This frightened me and i begged them to stop to which they replied, "Your Master would not like you treating us this way." Then he began licking my pussy again as the man and woman smiled. They asked me if i liked my nipples played with and i told them no, hoping that this would deter them. Unfortunately, it seemed to excite them and i heard one of them say to crop me. Before i could realize what this meant, a long rod with leather on the end had landed on my right nipple. i screamed in pain and then my left nipple was hit making me release another scream. The pain in my nipples was excruciating but made my pussy wet. They told me to stop screaming or they would not stop whipping my breasts. i tried to stop but only managed to muffle the sound. Oh my god, my pussy. i did not even realize the man eating my pussy had stopped and they began whipping it with the crop. After 10 swats they stopped. The same man went back to my pussy and began tenderly licking my lips and sucking on my clit. i did not want to admit that it felt good, but after the whipping it did alleviate some of the pain. The other two turned back around but without the crop. There was something else in their hands. The woman situated herself on the other side of me. They smiled at each other and told me to be a good slut like My Master ordered. They began pinching and pulling my nipples, slapping my breasts and licking them. i could feel them becoming hot from the abuse and did not want to admit it but it really aroused me. As fast as it began it ended with them placing, what they called nipple clamps, on my nipples. The pain was intense, making my eyes water and my pussy wet. They asked if it hurt and i shook my head yes which made them flick and pull on the clamps making me more aroused. my pussy was so wet and with the man and woman abusing my nipples and the other man devouring my pussy, i pleaded with them to fuck me, please fuck me. i wanted to cum now, until i was reminded that My Master had instructed me not to cum. Then i began pleading with them to stop, but they would not. My whole body was on fire and i felt an orgasm approaching fast. i wanted his tongue out of my pussy and my nipples left alone but they kept going. i screamed for them to stop which only brought out the crop again across my breasts several times. How do you stop yourself from cumming? They began whipping my pussy and i could not help it, i did cum and cum. Leaving my eyes closed to enjoy the entire sensation, the pain and the pleasure, and all the while wanting My Master to be there with His cock in my pussy. i could not believe how much the pain excited me but it was exquisite. Suddenly i realized the room was quiet and i was no longer being tortured sexually. Slowly i opened my eyes and there was My Master at the foot of the bed with a look that scared me more than i had felt before. He informed me that He was displeased with my disobedience. i stammered that i was sorry but i could not help it, please forgive me, i will do anything to make it up to You. He told me that i WILL do anything and everything, but He would make me obey one way or another. i wanted untied, to throw myself at His feet and beg forgiveness. i did not want Him angry with me. Instead, i remained tied to the bed, ashamed and unable to cover my shame. He said that He would make me obey and now i was terrified as to what that meant.