0 comments/ 27922 views/ 2 favorites His Whore Ch. 01 By: maggie2002 She watched him from a table far in the back of the club. Lord James, the man in black, mysterious yet respected by all. He was tall and heavy set but all muscles with long brown hair and piercing gray eyes, she had lusted after him before she knew he was a Master. Now her desire to have him take her knew no bounds. Lord James was unhappy. MaryAnn, his current slave again had defied him. He had warned her tonight was special. That she must be on her best behavior. She was instead deliberately evading him and making a nuisance of herself fawning over the slave of Mistress Helen. He had been far too lenient on her. It was time to end this farce of submission and to remind her of the reality of her life. He called her to him. She sauntered over with a smirk on her face as if to say "Now what?" She was about to find out. He reached out and grabbed her. Reached up and removed his collar. Standing up he asked for silence. "This whore no longer is in my service. Anyone who desires her may claim her now." Two small men from a table far in the rear stood up. "What would you have for this slave Lord James?" He smiled, and replied "Only that you remember she is a whore and treat her accordingly." They came to the table, placed their collar on her, and took her to the side stage. There they tied her down, spread her wide, and announced that for the remainder of the night she was available for anyone to do anything that they desired as long as she was not permanently marked. Lord James smiled as she screamed and begged for his forgiveness one more time. He turned to the two and reaching into his wallet, he pulled forth her contract and transferred it to them. "I will send her personal things over to your home tomorrow. She comes well equipped you will be pleased. It was official Maryann was now their whore. This was better luck then could ever hope for and they were not shy telling him so. Lord James being honest told them part of the problem was she required constant attention more than one man could deliver and he wished them luck. He looked over and she was already servicing three men. She would be tired and happy when the night was over. He sighed as he sat down. Ordering a drink, he asked himself if it were possible to obtain a slave who would submit body and soul to him. Who would obey without question no matter what? While he was thinking he looked around the club and his eyes looked into the warm golden amber eyes of Elizabeth. She immediately ducked her head and blushed. He was fascinated. She was rather plain, and her clothes were very large on her. It was tough to tell if she had a good figure or not, her eyes were beautiful her hair a delicious golden red, perhaps she was worth getting to know. He motioned her to come to his table. She rose from her chair at once and walked gracefully to his table. She stood there, head lowered without a word, until he looked up and said, "What is your name pretty child?" "They call me Elizabeth Lord James" "Why are you here again tonight Elizabeth? What is it you seek? I have seen you here several times in the past weeks." "I have been looking for a Master, Lord James" she declared looking deep into his compelling eyes. It felt as if he could read her soul as he listened and looked at her. Finally he smiled, "Strip for me. Remove all your clothes." With trembling hands, she immediately started opening her buttons and carefully removing her clothes. She folded each piece and placed it on a chair until finally except for her heels she was naked. He was pleased that frightened as she was, she did not hesitate. That was a good beginning. "Place your hands behind your neck and widen your stance so." He pushed her feet apart. He stood and when he placed his hands on her shoulders, he could feel her shiver. "Elizabeth, would be slave, if any of this becomes to much just say Red, and I will stop. Do you understand?" She nodded her head and said "Red, I understand." He let loose her golden red hair and was very pleased when it tumbled down and almost touched her cute tight ass, which was now visible since the loose fitting clothes, were gone. He ran his hands over her shoulders and down and cupped her breasts first right, then left in his large hands. They were just the right size a handful and her nipples hardened just from his cursory inspection. He continued down her front and felt her inhale and hold her breath. He looked up and smiled, "Breathe child, I would not have you faint on me." By now several other people sitting around Lord James were watching the by play. It was very uncommon for him to take notice of any woman. With him inspecting Elizabeth, several Masters now began to wonder what perhaps they had missed in the several times she had been in the club. Finally, his hands made their way down her legs back up the inner thighs and to her feminine mound. He lightly teased and tapped at her clitoris until it peaked out for him and then he slid a finger deep inside her juicy tunnel. He was pleased at her soft moan of passion and at the amount of juice she was producing. He reached and slapped her ass hard first one side and then the other pulling her to him and sticking out his tongue to lick at her clit. She tasted delicious clean and sweet. She shivered and came for him as he held her. He stood and pushed her to the floor. "Unzip me and take care of the problem that you have caused me." With trembling hands, she never stopped to think. She allowed her emotions and his charismatic attention to rule. She unzipped him pulled his cock loose and softly bent to suckle it. She delicately licked all the precome up, and bathed his shaft and balls with her wet hot mouth before she took him inside. He was pleased; she knew enough and wanted his pleasure enough to take her time. That was good. She didn't do everything he liked but was obviously trainable. He had put her through a lot and she had hung in there when a lesser woman would have run. Apparently, her desires were high to become a slave even if she perhaps did not understand yet what that meant for her. He sighed to himself as his pleasure grew. Why not try again. One of these days he was bound to get the right mix. The problem was he had specific tastes. He was a hard Master and he liked to give pain. Hopefully, the pain turned into as much pleasure for his slave as it certainly always was for him. He felt himself reaching his peak and shoved deep into her mouth taking himself into her throat she gagged but he straightened out her position as he flooded her with his come. Finished he allowed her to breathe and then pointed, she quickly licked him clean and tucked him away. It was a good start. Anything more extensive would have to wait for hearth and home. He did not believe in performing in clubs unless it was to demonstrate techniques for other Masters and she was not ready for that tonight. He sat and pushed her to the floor. Taking a large drink, he then held the glass for her to sip some wine. "Elizabeth, would you like to come home with me?" It is Friday night, by Monday morning I would think we should know if we are suited one to the other. Do you have a coat?" She stumbled over her answer in her eagerness. "I would love to come home with you Lord James, and yes I have a coat." He could see her shaking from her decision, or the cold or lust for the future he wasn't sure. He leaned down and said, "Take your clothes, and go get your coat. You are permitted, to put the coat on but that is all. I will meet you at the coat room." She hesitated. He looked at her and said, "Speak child." "You want me to go like this for my coat?" He laughed. "Yes you are beautiful, I want others to see your beauty. She stood silent for several minutes while he waited. He had pushed her very far and he wasn't sure if she could do this. Finally, with a shake of her head, as if making a decision, she walked across the room and into the hall. He was pleased. This if nothing else should be a good weekend. He laughed at the smattering of applause as he walked out. His Whore Chapter Two: Elizabeth learns about pain. His Whore Ch. 02 Chapter Two: Elizabeth learns about pain Elizabeth had driven herself to the club. Lord James tucks her into his car, and advises someone will return for her car in the morning. This was an unusual occurrence for him, seldom does he ever take a new girl to his home. He belts her in safely, once that was done, he ties her hands loosely together and blindfolds her. That completed, he bends and suckls at her tempting breasts until her nipples are rock hard, pulling them out until he makes her cry out in pain. “How does that make you feel slave to be?” He asks with a slight sound of laughter in his voice. She shivered under his hands as she replied. “It hurts, and yet at the same time it makes me desire you to hurt me more and it gets mixed up in my head with desire and hot bolts of pleasure.” He tipped her head and kissed her softly prolonging it until she opened her mouth to him and then took her mouth. She tasted lovely. “Very good answer slave to be.” With that, he put a nipple clamps loosely on her extended nipples. “Some day I will tighten this down hard but not tonight. Tonight is just to make you aware of the toy.” When he bent lower and sucked on her clitoris, she knew what was coming but still yelped at the pain, as he pushed it into place. She was swimming in her own juices. He was quite pleased. It took about an hour for him to return to his home. During that time, he kept her continually on the abyss of climax. He would tease her breasts and her clitoris and lips and even finger her until she was panting with desire and then one-step short of a climax he would stop. It was meant to drive her crazy with desire and it was working. He knew that she would be in such heat when they reached his home that he could do almost anything. He pulled into his garage, closed up everything and then unbuckled his find. He picked her up and carried her to the dungeon. He placed her over a sawhorse ass high in the air and tied her tightly. She was moaning and trembling under his hands and he asked her. “Slave to be, what is it you want me to do for you? What do you need?” She moaned in passion, “Oh Lord James if I am worthy, I need you to take me and make me your whore, your slut, the bitch you have desired but never found before tonight." “What if I want to hurt you bitch of mine? Do you want to taste my whip? Feel my flogger? Have me cane you until you cry out in subjugation to my will? What if I want to take your ass over and over until it is as wide as your pussy?” Elizabeth raised her head and looked in the direction his voice had come from. “No one has ever done any of that to me. I don’t know if I can stand it but if you desire it, I want to try.” He came to the front of the sawhorse and kissed her. “Remember red if it becomes to much for you tonight.” He went to his toy chest, and found a small anal plug and lubricated it well. He reached and squeezed several ounces of lubrication into her anal opening and then pushed his smallest finger inside. It was a tough fit and she cried out in pain. He felt his cock rise at the sound. “Do you want me to stop slave to be?” She moaned out, “No Lord James, just tell me how to help.” He ordered her to push back when she felt him and relax, she tried her best, and soon he had two fingers pushing into her darkest center of passion. Content she was ready he shoved the plug in and turned it on. He grinned at her immediate reaction. It was a lust filled moan. He pushed a finger into her dripping pussy and he could feel her muscles working with the plug. Now he put a large vibrator into her pussy, it was almost two inches across and he had to work it slowly inside. She was very tight. Finished with that, he got out his suede flogger. He slid it over her back and down her legs and up her thighs teasing her with the feel of the multiple strands and hitting her just hard enough to pink her skin. She was riding toward an orgasm and he wanted her to have it only not until he said so. “Slave to be, I know you want to come, but I want you to hold it until you think its impossible and then beg me to let you come. Can you do that?” She moaned her answer and he started hitting her harder as he upped the vibrations of the toys stuffed deep inside her. Twice he backed off as he saw signs she was ready the third time he continued until she screamed; “Please Lord may I come?” He told her two more strokes and then she could. The last two were very hard and when she came, she pulled taut against the ropes cried out his name and shook and shivered for minutes. Pulling out her anal plug and greasing up his hard cock, he chose to take her in the throes of her orgasm. He pushed and the head entered. He felt her gasp and then felt her push back against him. Lord James slid in deeper soon he was buried inside the hottest tightest anal tunnel he had ever entered. Lord James was an anal person he had sampled many women. This one fit him like a glove. She fit him everywhere and he wanted this to go on forever. He pushed the vibrations of the dildo in her pussy up, and as it massaged them both his hand softly grabbed her clit, tickled, and played with it. To soon he was coming, he whispered to her come for me, and she was too. Her muscles were so good he was afraid for a while he would be tied with her like a dog with his bitch, but as he softened he finally slid out. He untied her and carried her to the waiting tub. Together they entered it her back against his so he could support her as he washed her clean. Both of them finally clean and refreshed he led her to the bed where he tied her hands to a long chain and cuddled in for the night. It had been a good start to their new relationship and he told her so. They happily cuddled and went to sleep.