1 comments/ 40481 views/ 2 favorites Kallisti's Fantasies Ch. 01 By: KallistiHam It had been a long day at my job as a secretary at a local legal office. As such I was looking forward to an erotic evening with my boyfriend Eric. Unfortunately he is typical of men his age, uncomfortable with dominating a woman. Its almost as if he is scared that I will charge him with sexual harassment! However, this was exactly what I wanted tonight, I wanted to be his slave. He met me at my apartment, being the sweetheart that he is, he was cooking dinner for us. He started to rise from his seat when I entered. “Please, sit down.” I cooed seductively. If I wanted to get what I wanted I knew I’d have to tease the beast out of him. I sat down across from him and crossed my legs so that he could she just the top of my black thigh highs. “So what do you want tonight?” “I dunno, maybe a nice merlot and a bubble bath?” I giggled. “You’ve got a key to my place, do you really think you’ve got to try that hard to get into my panties? Close your eyes and tell me how to please you!” He did as I asked. God I hate playing the part of the Dom. Finally his blue eyes opened and looked at me. “Head.” “That’s more like it!” He looked relieved. “Do you want to give me a facial?” He looked stunned as if a woman should not know the secret desires of men, their primal need to dominate and humiliate. Shock quickly turned to excitement. “Sure!” He said, unzipping his pants. “What, no foreplay?” I asked. “I’m not even undressed! Should I take my top off?” “Please.” He replied and settled in to watch the show. Damn, I wanted more participation than this! I stood up and took my sport jacket off and unbuttoned my thin, white silk blouse. I stopped halfway, allowing him a peak at my 36C breasts cupped in a black bra. “Are your nipples hard?” He asked nervously. “Maybe.” I coyly answered. Then, as he started to get up to finish undressing me I quickly sat down to take off my high heels. “Damn, my feet hurt!” I noticed his disappointment, and something else in his stare. He did not move, instead he just stood there a mixture of turned-on, confused and irritated. Good. Once my shoes were off I stood up and faced him. Standing several inches taller than me, I stood on my tip toes to hug him. As my lips neared his ears I could sense his desire stemming from my breath on his neck and my brunette hair brushing his face. Abruptly I released the embrace and started walking towards the kitchen. “What’s for dinner?” I asked. I could sense his annoyance, finally progress. At that moment there was a knock at the door. “Get that.” He said uncharacteristically rude to me. I decided to chance it hopefully not overplaying my hand. “What, so now I’m your slave?” I queried. “Yes.” He said with a measure of resolve. “Kinky!” I squealed and in a fit of excitement I took off my blouse and my bra to answer the door. It was a woman in her thirties, blonde and dressed professionally in a dark business pants suit. Turned with her side to me while she appraised her surroundings, I could see the outline of her rather large breasts. 38DD I guessed, making me feel small. “My car broke down and I was wondering…” She stopped mid sentence as she turned and finally noticed that I was completely topless. “You need to use my phone, sure!” I finished her question by answering it. “But you’re nude! I don’t want to interrupt.” She answered not knowing what to make of things. “The friend I was going to visit in this building should be back after awhile. I can wait.” “Nonsense,” I grabbed her by the arm. It surprised me that this seemed to make her more comfortable. “Stay as long as you wish. Have a seat on the couch, the phone is on the stand next to it.” I led her to my couch and showed her the phone. Next I led Eric to the couch to sit next to her. She was attractive, and carried herself well. She had short blonde hair, blue eyes and perfectly white teeth. She also wore expensive black heels. I could tell she was a Type “A” personality. Very competitive. Once Eric was comfortable I sat down on the floor at his feet. I began stroking his inner thigh and laid my head on his knee. She was taking all this in, it seemed she had forgotten about whomever it was she was going to call. Eric reached over and placed a hand on her knee gently rubbing it. She responded by moving closer to him. Emboldened he let his hand explore her thigh, to which she relented. With his other hand he gently caressed my face. Finally his hand met her breasts, and she allowed it to explore inside her blouse. After a moment Eric had her topless as well. “Kallisti, help me with her pants.” He commanded and I obeyed. Soon she was naked. Eric took his shirt off. “Kallisti, take off my pants,” he commanded again. “With your teeth.” He added as an afterthought. As he stepped out of his pants he ordered me to take off my skirt and panties, but leave the thigh highs on. “Oh and could you put on those heels I like?” Damnit, he asked me a question. “No, I don’t want to miss anything.” I challenged him. “Do it now!” He exclaimed, tired of my teases. I turned and hurried into my bedroom to fetch the shoes. I did not let him see the smile on my face. Once in the bedroom I took off my skirt leaving my thong and thigh highs on. I quickly found the heels. They are black leather with a pointed toe. There is nothing between the leather of the toe and the leather at the heel that is topped off with an ankle strap. All on top of a three inch heel. When I came back he was all over our stranger, and she noticed I was still in panties. “She’s not listening again.” She reported. “Come over here.” He said, noticing the thong. When I got within his reach he grabbed the panties and ripped them straight off leaving my ass and hips sore. Inwardly I smiled. “Now lay down and spread your pussy for me.” I obeyed and soon our naked visitor was on top of me, face buried in my crotch. I could feel the pleasure of her warm, moist lips and tongue on my clit. Soon a finger was burying itself into my cunt, then another, and finally a third. Then I felt her other hand exploring my ass, then toying with my asshole until she finally pierced it. As I was about to return the favor, Eric moved in behind her giving me a unhindered view of his cock and balls as well as his ass. I reached up and started caressing his massive scrotum. “Rim me.” He said, so I began licking around his anus. He shivered with the delight of my fingers on his testicles and my tongue on his ass. “Stop teasing me and stick it in!” He reached behind him and shoved my head into his ass. My tongue slipping into his ass. “Like that!” Then I heard him spit. As I played with his cock I could tell by feel what he was planning, he was going to ass-fuck our guest! I helped guide his 7-inch member into its target. She squealed with delight. He began pounding away at her ass, while she fingered my and licked my drenched cunt and I in turn gave him a rim job and played with his balls. Able to take no more, he pulled out of her. “Kallisti, are you ready for your facial?” “Please!” I said, and moved myself into position to take his cock in my mouth. As it touched my tongue I could taste her ass on it. I did not care, my man was finally taking control and I was going to submit to him properly, submission to anything he desired. I felt his hand grab my head, fingers intertwining with my hair. “I want to face-fuck you till you gag you teasing little slut!” With that he began pulling my head towards him as he violently thrust his pelvis in my face. Sweet agony. “This is for not obeying him!” I heard our visitor say as she slapped my bare ass hard with her hand. I heard Eric chuckle. Then Eric tensed up, I knew what was “cuming” next! He pulled out of my mouth even though I would have gladly drunk his seed, but he wanted to cum on my face. Next thing I knew, she was on her hands knees before him just as I was. She was competing with me! “Oh you both want it? Then beg!” He said, getting more excited. “Please give it to me! You promised before she came to our door!” I pleaded. “Give to me, and you won’t regret it.” She purred. Two women fighting over his cum on their face was too much for Eric and he spurted. I felt the warmth on my chin, nose and eyelids. I could taste it in my mouth. I thought he even got it in my hair. I had won! Or so I thought until I opened my eyes. In his excitement he had cum enough for the both of us. Tired and drained he slumped onto the couch. I wiped the cum from my eyes and face carefully not to loose a drop. Then I stuck my two cum-soaked fingers into my mouth and eagerly swallowed. Not to be outdone, she leaned forward to lick the cum off his phallus. “That’s right, clean it all off.” Eric said with a satisfied sigh. Now it was my turn to prove that I was a dirty slut. I leaned over and like a cat began licking the cum off her face. Eric chuckled with pleasure at the sight. Two attractive women, one cleaning his dirty dick off orally, the other licking the first woman’s face with her tongue! Ever competitive she stopped and looked Eric in the eye. “How about you clean me off with your piss?” Damn she was good, I was trumped in the dirty little slut game. She smiled at her victory as I joined her, both of us cum soaked and our knees before our man. “Guess that ends that little pissing contest!” Eric said, obviously amused and delighted at his own wit. Then I felt his warm golden shower all over my face, hair and tits. fin Kallisti's Fantasies Ch. 02 At first it was awkward being around Alex following our little romp at the cinema when the family was around. However, this only lasted the first couple of days but it was wonderful fun. Alex would steal quick glances at me, or I of him and sometimes our eyes would meet longing for each other. On the occasions we found ourselves alone we would kiss deeply and passionately and I would let his hands wander oh so quickly over my body. However, these moments were fleeting and left us both wanting more. After a weekend of guilty moments of groping and kissing I could not take it anymore and I started to scheme a way to get time alone with Alex. What I did not know was that he was one step ahead of me. It was Monday morning and as I made my way to the breakfast table I heard my parents thanking Alex for his generosity. "What's up?" I asked as I poured myself a bowl of cold cereal. "Your Uncle has reserved your father and I a room at a resort at Lake of the Ozarks this weekend!" My mom answered, excitedly. "Really?" Immediately I understood what was going on, but knew not to show my enthusiasm at being left alone with my Uncle. "Just you and dad, or all four of us?" "Just your mother and me. We leave on Friday." My dad replied. "Cool." Feigning disinterest I started to read the back of the cereal box. * * * When I awoke on Friday I found a small envelope on my nightstand from Alex, it contained instructions. I was supposed to leave for school as normal but instead of catching the bus, Alex had provided me with money for taxis and several addresses with instructions to proceed there instead of school. The first address was to a day spa. I walked up to the receptionist and gave her my name. "Right this way, Ms. Hampton. Your appointment is pre-paid at the platinum level." She led me to a changing room and told me that I should strip completely naked and provided me with a soft, warm pink bath robe, slippers and towels. I then spent the rest of the day being pampered with mud baths, spa-facials (not messy ones like the one Alex gave me at the movies), a steam room and a sensual massage by a very pretty young red head whose nametag read Jessica. As her hands oiled and massaged my breasts she told me I should shave my pussy, that it would drive my lover mad. When I started asking about shaving advice she offered to do it for me. I agreed and she disappeared to find a razor. While she was gone I wondered how Alex was going to react to my shaved cunt. I must have been smiling when she returned. "You're grinning like a Cheshire cat, Kallisti." She said. "Oh just thinking about my man, Jessica." I said unashamed. "Well then just relax and keep those happy thoughts." She cooed as she draped a warm hand towel across my eyes. The next thing I was aware of was a pleasantly warm sensation on my pubic mound. "Just some shaving cream, hun." The soft classical music playing in the background accented her lyrical voice and gave the impression she was serenading me. Then I felt warm steel against my skin as the razor glided over me, shaving my pubic hair close to the skin. I found myself thinking about Alex, and getting wet. When I felt Jessica finish with the razor I reached for my crotch wanting to feel how smooth I was down there now. "Not yet, hun." She pushed my hand away. "I'm not done yet." She offered as an explanation. I then felt a soft, warm and wet towel clean the last bit of hair and shaving cream from my box. "There all clean, now for the finishing touch." I felt the cool sensation of oil on my now bare skin, and the smell of roses danced in my nostrils. Slowly Jessica began to massage the scented oil in. Deftly she massaged the excess onto my inner thighs, so expertly so that I was not aware that I was slowly spreading my legs as she rubbed closer to my lips. I moaned Alex's name as her finger slid into my moist cunt and her mouth began licking and sucking my clit. I wrapped my legs around her neck, thinking about Alex and moaning in delight. As my fingers intertwined with her pretty red hair I realized that it was not Alex, but the masseuse. I stared down at her; she stared back as she expertly worked my pussy with her mouth and fingers. At first I wanted to push her away, a momentary flash of feeling violated. Then I realized I was enjoying this, and I started feeling guilty. I felt like I was cheating on Alex, and that as gifted as he was orally, Jessica was doing a better job. "Oh Jessica!" I moaned, and she smiled seductively; visibly pleased that I was moaning her name now. She started flicking her tongue vigorously against my clit as she slipped a third finger into my slit. It felt like she was massaging me from the inside as her tongue on my clit caused waves of electric pleasure throughout my body. I could not take it any longer and surrendered to her, orgasm spasms constricting and loosening on her exploring fingers, and my juices flowing onto her chin. Jessica stood and used a hand towel to clean off her chin, then my exhausted pussy. "All done now." Before leaving she walked up to the head of the massage table I was lying on and leaned over to whisper in my ear. I could smell my sex on her lips and chin. "Here's my phone number, if you ever wish to return the favor." I felt her slip a piece of paper into my hand as she stood up. She smiled and turned and left. I slipped off the table weak in the knees and slightly confused. I walked back to the changing room; I had gotten everything and more that I expected from the spa. * * * My next task was to climb into the cab and proceed to the next address, which turned out to be a beauty salon. This proved to not be as stimulating as Jessica at the spa, but it did give me time to think about what had happened at the spa. As my hair was cut and styled (Alex had told them what style he wanted, up and elegant but like I was going to a Presidential banquet instead of my Senior Prom), I was given both pedicures and manicures. When all this pampering was finished, a make-up artist did my make-up. I looked at the mirror and stared, I looked older and more sophisticated. I knew Alex would like it and I wondered where he was taking me to merit such pampering. I also decided to tell Alex about Jessica. * * * It was about 6:30 in the evening when I got home. When I entered the house I was greeted by the sweet aroma of various herbs and spices expertly combined, emanating from the kitchen. "Kallisti?" "Yes, Alex?" I started for the kitchen. "Go to your room and don't come out until 7:15." "Okay." I was a little rejected; I wanted to show off what felt like a new body. In fact I had begun to strip for him, planning on greeting him naked. But I diverted to my bedroom where I found an elegant black evening gown hanging from my closet door. A box from a lingerie store was on my bed. I opened the box and found a pair of black leather high heels, a black lace thong and black thigh highs and garter belt. I smiled to myself and started to slip out of my clothes. I then slipped into the thigh highs one at a time, slowly, enjoying the silky feel and the sight as they made my legs shimmer ever so subtly. Then I stood and put on the garter belt, fastening the lace tops of the thigh highs. I slipped my thong on over the garter belt, Alex had told me he had a thing for nylons and I figured he'd want me to leave them on. It was the gown that gave me the greatest satisfaction. It had a fine silky feel to it that made my skin warm with expectation. As it covered my chest I could feel the gown's built-in cups cradle my 36C breasts and understood why he did not buy me a bra. I closed my eyes as I slid it on, not wanting to see it until it was fully on. I groped my way to the full length mirror and opened my eyes. I hardly recognized the woman Alex had created. The dress was slit from my ankle to my thigh on the right, revealing the thigh highs. The top was a crisscross of the fabric across my breasts; my stomach was covered by immodestly sheer black nylon. As I slipped on the heels I glanced at my clock and saw that it was 7:16. I hurried downstairs, pausing to collect myself at the dining room door. Calmly I entered the candlelit room, Mozart playing in the background, and two place settings on the large mahogany table. In the middle was a yellow rose in a vase. On my mother's fine china was a perfectly displayed serving of chicken perfectly oven roasted. "Please sit, Kallisti." Alex offered me a chair and then sat down across from me. We spent the dinner talking about the future, and how I should come live with him when I left for college the next year. "Kallisti, at eighteen you have become more a woman than most my age." He said as I slipped my right foot out of its shoe, up his leg and finally into his crotch. "Thank-you Alex. And thank-you for the day. But there is one thing I must tell you..." I then explained what had happened with Jessica. He sat there in stunned silence as I told the story. "Did you, ummm," I could tell he was looking for the right words, "like it?" I looked down at my plate. "Yes." "I see, did you keep the number?" "I'm sorry, but yes." I could not look at him, I feared the worst. "Maybe before I leave we could call her?" Stunned I snapped my gaze back to his handsome face. "Why sure...you would like that?" Alex stood up and walked around the table. He lifted me out of the chair and onto a clear part of the table. From the passion in his kiss I knew my answer. His hands moved across my body, pushing the gown off my shoulders and up around my waist. I wrapped my legs around his waist, one shoe was still off. I could feel his lips on my neck sucking, the pain as tiny blood vessels broke leaving behind a dull bruise in protest. His hands pulled my thong down, and unwilling to break the embrace of my legs he grabbed a sharp knife and cut off the sides of the panties. I felt his other hand on my bare breast, squeezing, kneading and pinching. The flop of his cock on my cunt as he freed his beast made me insanely wet. "I'll have to thank Jessica for the suggestion." He whispered in my ear as he rubbed his cock against my smooth skin. Without another word he penetrated me like Jessica could not, his cock filling up the whole inside of me. I moaned and wrapped my arms around his neck as he began to wildly fuck me. Shortly he unwrapped my arms and gently pushed me down to the table, grabbed my hips and lifted me until I my cunt was level with his pelvis. This made his thrusts stronger and more fulfilling. My tits jiggled and danced for him, my hands held on to his. I felt his cock start to throb and grow bigger. Suddenly and swiftly he was on the table himself, his knees buried in my armpits. He was stroking his cock and I could see his pre-cum seeping out of his head. Knowing what he wanted I leaned forward and licked and kissed his cock. After a few seconds of this he pushed me back down and ferociously stroked his dick until thick globs of cum shot out of his head onto my face and hair. Some of him splattered onto my cheek, some into my open mouth and some into my eye. After the last hot spurt landed on my face (an expert marksman he did not soil the table, just me) I felt him slide his cock into my mouth for me to lick clean. Once he was satisfied with his hygiene I felt his strong arms about my body as he lifted me from the table and carried me to the living room couch. As he explored my body with his hands and lips I gave him a show of wiping off his cum with my fingers and then licking and lapping up every drop. "I noticed you didn't cum." He finally said. "I didn't, but you were wonderful." I could tell he looked a little guilty. "Besides you made the day about me. So tonight was about you and how you wanted to fuck." He smiled at me. "What do you say we call Jessica tomorrow? Your parents aren't due back until Sunday." "Sure, I would like that." I answered, as he leaned up to kiss me. Then we fell asleep on the couch in each other's arms, dreaming about our next erotic adventure. Kallisti's Fantasies Ch. 03 It had been a long day at the Law Offices of Gillenhall, Durden and Hill and I just looked forward to going home to nice a quiet dinner with Eric. In the month since our tryst with the "break-down lady", he had come to enjoy bondage and domination. The night before, he had presented me with a contract in which I had pledged to become his slave whenever I was not at work or around either of our families. I signed it eagerly and he made me his slave during a wonderful candlelight ceremony, which is another story entirely. However, as much as he was enjoying the rougher side of our relationship he still retained the loving side that had made me want to move-in with him. Tonight I was hoping for that side, during his daily call to make sure I was at work (something he had started, saying I was now on his leash) I told him how my boss, Mr. Durden was being an ass. Eric commanded me to spend the rest of the day with a smile on my face and accept his bad mood. He then said it would all be better tonight. Tired I made my way up the stairs to the apartment, I was holding my shoes since my feet hurt and Eric enjoyed keeping me barefoot as much as possible. My head was down out of exhaustion and submission as I turned the key and opened the door to the apartment. It was dark inside; my Master was not yet home. I made it about five feet inside when I felt his arms wrap around my body. "Oh Master, there you are." I purred and started to turn around so that I could kneel before him in greeting as he had trained me to. (Eric had spent considerable time on the Internet learning how to properly train his pet.) It was when I moved that I felt his hand over my nose and mouth, and the sting of ether as my world faded to black... * * * I awoke sometime later to the sound of Master's voice laughing with a different yet familiar voice. As I shook off the effects of the ether I tried to move, only to find that I could not. Then I felt the pain, and I knew that Master had fixed his favorite toy to my body; a set of nipple clamps that were attached to each other by a golden chain about six inches long that fought my 36C's natural tendencies to part to my sides when flat on my back (this became quiet tiresome after about fifteen minutes). This was not the only part of his toy, another chain led down from the breasts to my cunt where it tightly clamped onto my clit. I tried to moan only to discover that duct tape had been put over my mouth. I then became aware that I was naked except for thigh highs and some very uncomfortable shoes which by the way the held my feet at an extreme angle where very high heels. Finally, I could not see anything but constellations of pinprick light filtering through a heavy black hood. I suddenly became aware of what was going on, Master was whoring me out! They were negotiating and I realized that it was Mr. Durden that my Master was selling sexual privileges to me to. "The little slut is awake." I heard Mr. Durden say, as the sounds of their voices started to get closer. I then felt hands coarser and much less gentle than my Master's pull the hood off my head, pulling a handful of hair with it. I blinked in the sudden brightness. When I could better see I saw that I was lying flat on a gynecologist's exam bed, my ass at the edge, my feet in the stirrups, and a large strap held me in place (my hands pinned to my sides) just above the waist. I took in the room; it was not the apartment where I lived with my Master. It had the look of a basement. In the corner was a cute redhead I recognized as a secretary that worked in an office down the hall. She was naked save for high heels, she had beautiful tits a little smaller than mine and she was shaved clean. Her wrists were bound to the wall halfway up allowing her to crouch or stand. Between her ankles someone had secured a three-foot spacer bar to the buckles on her shoes. Her outer labia had been pierced and attached to the gold hoops she wore in her pussy lips where two very heavy weights which pulled her lips down to the floor. The weights were barely resting on the concrete floor. Tears fell from her eyes, smearing what had been perfect make-up earlier when I saw her at work. A ball gag muffled any sounds she might have been making. Mr. Durden's free exploration of my naked body snapped me back to my predicament. "I do believe, Master Eric, that this going to be a grand well spent." Mr. Durden said as he roughly fondled my right breast, wreaking havoc on both my nipple and my clit as the chain tugged at those sensitive areas. "I trust you're going to stay for the show? Use my slut Renee's cock-holster over there, it will make the finale all the better." "I thank you for your generosity, Master Durden." I saw my Master grin, tuck a wad of money into his wallet and walk over to Renee. I felt a pain of jealously shoot through my body as I heard him unzip his pants. "She's a jealous little slit isn't she, Master Eric?" Mr. Durden shouted at Master as he noted my emotions. "That she is." I thought I heard sobs as my Master removed the cunt's gag; they were soon muffled as he shoved his cock deep into her mouth. Mr. Durden moved between my wide-open legs, and moved a tray over with steaming hot water and a razor. He pulled up a stool; he was going to shave the cunt hair I had taken so much care to trim just the way Master liked. I tried to move, but could not. I heard Mr. Durden laugh as the razor took the first swath of my pubic hair. Helpless I began to cry. Within minutes it was over and I was smooth and bare, and I suddenly felt even more naked and exposed. "Now I can fuck you." There was no build-up, just sudden violent thrusting in and out of my pussy. It hurt so much; my body simply did not have the time to stretch any to accept his cock. As he penetrated and violated my pussy he pulled on the taut chain causing more pain. He laughed as I struggled against my bonds, and the tears streaming from my eyes. He spat a large glob of mucous onto my face. "I heard you today, cunt. Telling another slut that I liked spitting on my employees." I was glad he misheard what I had said; I had negotiated with my Master that golden showers were okay but brown ones were not. As he kept up his deep penetration of my cunt he leaned forward and ripped the chain from my right nipple causing searing pain. Then he leaned forward even more as if to kiss it, only to start nibbling and biting at it. His hand reached between our bodies and being a little gentler removed the clamp from my swollen clit. He started rubbing it while masterfully fucking my wet cunt. I turned my head to watch my Master fuck the little cunt's face. I was just in time to see his thrusts cease, and his body tense and then relax as he shot his load into her mouth. Anger mixed with jealousy. These emotions suddenly exploded into a mind-numbing orgasm in which all my senses turned white and my mind and body ceased for a quick eternity as pain and pleasure cancelled each other out and nullified existence. When my senses returned I realized Mr. Durden had stopped fucking me and was cumming in the little cunt's mouth as well. I was denied the seed of both my Master and Tormentor, and I began to feel jealous anger. I watched as her Master undid her wrist restraints and spacer bar. I hoped that he would make her stand, gravity pulling full force on those wonderful weights; stretching her aching pussy lips to their limit. In this to I was denied as I watched him remove these as well. He caused her to stand and walk over to me. He and my Master followed her. "Now remember, do not spill a drop." He reminded her. As she got closer to me I saw that she had taken both men's seed expertly, only a slight shine on the right of her mouth betrayed her mouth's precious cargo. When she got to me she reached for my face and ripped the tape off my lips. I did not notice the pain. "I'm going to kick your fucking ass, cunt!" I told her as I felt her soft hands take my chin and nose, tightly pinching my nose as she held my chin open. Then she leaned forward and kissed me, open-mouthed. The seed of the two Masters mixed, flowed from her mouth down my tongue and into my throat. She greedily kept half of it for herself and swallowed it as she grabbed my hair, pulling my head off the examination table a little ways allowing me to swallow my half. Then still holding my head up by the hair spit in my left eye. "Bring it bitch, you fucked my Master." Then she slapped me across the cheek. I watched as Mr. Durden came over and wrestled my hair from her grasp, and man-handled her into a large dog cage in another corner of the room. He then came over to me and released me back to my Master who bound my wrists behind my back and attached a collar and leash to my neck. He shook Mr. Durden's hand and placed his overcoat over my body. "Let's do this again sometime." He said. "Of course." Mr. Durden replied. My Master then led me thus to our car parked outside on Mr. Durden's upscale street. * * * That night Eric took me shopping for an expensive dress and then to an exclusive restaurant he had made reservations at. Then as he loving applied oil and lotion to my used and battered body as we lay in bed he asked me if things where now all better as he had promised. As I looked into his eyes my heart and soul wanted him, even though my body was not capable. "Yes, it is as you promised...Master." He smiled as he let me drift to sleep.